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Name:Rurghis Title: Forsaken one Age: ? Class: Berserker



biography: Born of the forest, Rurghis has always been alone. He knows of no others like him and stay clear of the tribes lands. Wandering across the tribe lands he made a reputation of not a creature to be trifled with. He Specializes in group combat never running from a group. If strangers willingly approach he attacks without mercy or concern for his own safety. He knows no language, He is a expert in survival skills all of which he has learned on his own.

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

Vivian laughed, "Sure we can run away together. I don't have any phone numbers or credit cards. They don't really care about me. Leave our escape to me. I will take care of them. If they accidently burn down the pool house then they have no where to stay. The damage added to the death of Christian will force your mom to fire them between the replacements we can figure out a way to convince her that I am all you need. Maybe you could get them to come inside tomorrow for an apology breakfast? Then I'll set up the pool house and you could slip them some of my sleep aid. We could set up a scene while there out to make it seem like they passed out in the house drunk." She gave a slight smile.

As she smiled you heard a giggle. The green gem on your chest softly glowed. You felt the pain ease in your stomach. Vivian wrapped her arms around herself as she tilted her head to the side. "I think this could work."

You are not ALONE.....

Idea: Narrated by a Rod Sterling replica. "The date, is some point in the near future. Meet very unluck people, who awakes in a very unusual place. Directly above you 249 miles in the air is a lage steel cage. This cage was built by humans for humans. But this is no ordinary cage. People would normally train their whole lives to be chosen for this very special cage. This is the space station Chronos. Over five thousand square feet of metal living space. These people don't know it yet but they just took the first step, into the twilight. You awake on the floor of an orbiting space station. You are not alone. How did you get there? Probably the most important question may be this; Who are you?" This is a RP mystery. The only answers are the ones you find. You have amnesia so there are no character backgrounds.

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Charater sheet

AGE: 18-42 GENDER:
DISCRIPTION: NON ANIME

Rules

1. NO METAGAMING
2. NO METAGAMING
3. There are consequences for actions
4. respect. This is not HBO
5. will add later if it needs to be added
6. I reserve the right to refuse anyone. Sorry anyone you know what you did.
7. OOC is for game mechanics ONLY Non GM messages AKA side bar conversations need to be PM.
8. Enjoy, after all, its just a game.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Deila easily kept up with the heavy cart pulled by a single creature. She had turned to ask Das something but he was busy and she quickly averted her gaze. She continued to walk along the cart looking at the sun and feeling the heat from the ground. She had never had to endure this kind of weather before. For the first time in a long time she was tempted to create some clouds. The shaman had another draught of water pouring some on her head. She was grateful for the cart carrying her armor. "I must endure this to be stronger." She thought, "Endurance..." The shaman pulled some hair from the cloak she wore and caught up to the beast pulling the cart. In a whisper she spoke the words. She felt the energy coming up from her feet climbing into her chest and when it got to her hand she touched the animals skin. The endurance spell should help him withstand this heat and pull the cart.

The cart was made of wood. This also gave her an idea. Deila took the last of her water and spoke the words. As she chanted the words usually meant as a defensive Spell she poured the water on the edge of the cart and continued to chant. The wood grew into a canopy of vines that reached to the sky and curved inward for both her companions in the cart and the animal. Since it was not solid it grew leaves to cover the cracks turning the cart into a covered wagon. Keeping the sun out. The shamans last gift was to herself she took off her cloak and put it inside the cart.

I have three topics that need intrested players.

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Looking for 1x1 roleplay partner!

Could you please add more detail to the fantasy/ supernatural. Thanks in advance.

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

"Ok, Sounds fun." She had a little smile on her face as she left the dinning rom she stopped and turned to you. "I'm glad your feeling better." Vivian took off down the hall to the pool house.

She came back to you a little over an hour latter. "I walked inside the pool house where you told me to go. I saw only one guy there. She described the team leader. "He was working on a laptop hooked up to a large box. I had no idea what to say. He ask what I was doing there I had no idea what to tell him so I started to cry. I said that I was scared and that you were a mean bitch. He actually defended you. He said you went through some stuff no kid should when you were younger. That it made you the way you are." Vivian stopped and looked down at the floor. "I think he likes you. He puts on the hard front to keep you at a professional distance."

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

Hurry. I heard they breed like rabbits.