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6 yrs ago
Current I’m also on RPnation and roleplay.me/join/AndrewRyan93
9 yrs ago
We are born of the Blood, made men by the Blood, undone by the Blood. Our eyes have yet to open. FEAR THE OLD BLOOD!
9 yrs ago
If anyone wants to be part of an rp skype chat, hmu on skype. My username there is mikkishtheleprechaun. Or you can give me your username and I can find you.
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10 yrs ago
MAn, this place has changed. Wonder if anyone else is here from way back in 2012
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10 yrs ago
I am the one once known as TheApprentice on here.

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The white flakes of a typical November day in Colorado sprinkled from the clouds all over the growing city of Denver.

Among many newly built tall buildings stood one in particular, largely ignored by most but the most unique in the entire city. Maniacles Corporation, an organization gaining recognition and prestige throughout the country, had recently set their sights on Denver for an unknown reason for which there were many theories. Regardless, Maniacles had already significantly boosted the economy of Denver and surrounding areas, hiring for everything from mercenaries to accountants.

And Maniacles took good care of their workers, having a cafeteria for which they hired skilled chefs to prepare much better dishes than thin dried burgers or mac n cheese from a box. Many workers commented on thr generosity in the quality and extravagance of what these "cafeterias" had to offer.

And this is why, across the street, at a Starbucks, Nathan sat sipping black coffee and preparing for his interview.
The rotting man looks past your knife, ignoring it to continue his threatening gaze right in your eyes.

And then, more shadows move in the dark outside. Another, rotting person, a woman this time, but she isn't stumbling but walking quickly. A piercing, psychotic screech fills the air, and then another man starts stumbling, though very quick at a jogging pace, towards the church.
Name: Nathan Williams
Age: 22
Group: Mage

Appearance: 6'1 feet tall but sickeningly thin. Short black hair and dark green eyes. Slightly tan skin but the tan never stays.

Personality: An introverted, quiet guy. His quietness is typically mistaken for being weak, but he won't take your shit and is mainly out for himself.

Bearings: Only the typical things a man would have. His wallet, keys, cell phone, etc.

Abilities:
Elemental Magic
Kung Fu
Culinary Skills

Other: He is in Denver, at the new Maniacles recruitment center, hoping to get hired on as a chef (Yes, really)
Unnir had been observing this world for awhile, trying to decide if he could entertain himself with this world, and he grinned when he saw the perfect pranking opportunity. He appeared crouched beside the guy who was obviously scared@MikkishtheLeprechaun, and whispered, "What are we hiding from?"


I flinched when someone suddenly appeared right beside me. I paused. This person, probably actually some monster, knew I was trying to hide, and just...out of nowhere was already right next to me.

I looked at him, taking a stern expression. Anyone could see I was afraid, but I still wanted to hide it as much as I could, and not give him the satisfaction.

"Who are you?"
I leapt back instinctively as the Traveller shot her revolver.

"What the hell are you doing?" I shouted, looking around frantically. In her own words, she was seriously trying to get others to come attack us. This was what it was. My punishment. Punishment for thinking I was a badass all this time.

I always envisioned myself in a dangerous situation beating up an armed enemy, taking the gun, and going on to kill everything else that threatened my life. Sometimes I imagined cartoons of myself in which a dangerous monster appeared before me right before the scene cut to one of the monster being horribly beaten or ripped apart. No epic battle, just two scenes to show what a bad idea attacking me was.

But of course, now it was actually happening. I wanted to run, but they could come from anywhere. I began shaking. I was in a panic. Shit was coming, to eat me, or skin me alive, or god knows.

There was no real place to hide, so I did the next best thing. The Traveller was looking in one direction. I got up behind her, and face opposite. Knowing I couldn't really fight, as I had some martial arts training but no literal combat experience, I crouched down to make myself less visible. I couldn't breathe normally, and my whole body was quivering out of control, but I resolved I could at least warn if something was coming.
And abandoning RPs, right?
Looks good. Is there some sort of story arc this will follow? I know you said it will mostly be a free choice but will there not be something to start it off?


Not so much a story as a few paths the details of which I will work on tonight and tomorrow. I actually have a few things I may add tomorrow.
Welcome to the Unnatural World.

Our world, with all its mundane shit we have always known, is home to vampires, mages, cults, and eldrich monsters. Yes, fanged freaks suck blood, crazies set people on fire with their mind, and super reach secret organizations perform sick experiments on innocent people (Or not so innocent. Thats not the point here) right under our noses.

Now, perhaps I am just preaching to the choir here. Hell, in all likelihood you already know about everything I jut told you. But then, who are you? Are you a mage? A vampire? A mercenary? Something else?

But before you choose, let me give a little lore.







As for the secret organizations, these two are major. Pretty much all supernaturals know about them.





The rest you may or may not find out about throughout the course of the rp. Hell, you can even create your own but...PM me first.



Anyway, here are the rules.



Alright, so finally, I will show you



There will be no single goal as everyone's character is different, but I can give suggestions.

Greed
Possibly the most cliche yet relatable goal. Your character might seek to gain the most money, legally or illegally...probably illegally, with some supernatural dealings mixed in.

Revenge
Despite there being a magic and fantasy element in this rp, the world is still as corrupt and gritty as in real life if not more so. Conflict is everywhere, as is death, and in a world full of horrible people, the wronged might seek retribution.

Knowledge
Magic, the study of the supernatural, the study of old gods, or even the study of something "ordinary" such as a trade is another possible goal. Perhaps this knowledge will help you get your fortune or revenge, or maybe you just want to be known as the greatest, most dangerous necromancer around.
So will I have to introduce Clayton right away then? As well as my villain?
@mmarage

Hmm. Wonder how Jay would do in that situation.
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