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4 yrs ago
Current Or link an audio file of it rather.
4 yrs ago
I legit want someone to read @Raging Ghost’s status below (the one with all the profanity) aloud in a Scottish accent and upload an audio file of it on here. Do it! Someone do it I dare you.
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5 yrs ago
Happy Thanksgiving
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5 yrs ago
So has anyone else ever spent several hours on an RP, reviewed it, posted it, and then thought “This is garbage.”?
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6 yrs ago
Once my drawing and sketching abilities improve a little more, I intend to start incorporating my own art into future RP’s of mine.
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JOHN MARLOW



AGE: 48

HEIGHT: 6’1”

PERSONALITY: John is best described as reserved, no-nonsense, and action oriented. He loathes procrastination and tardiness, and will openly show his aggravation at lateness.
He rarely initiates casual conversation, though will gladly entertain it, should he consider it worthwhile. Though distant with strangers, he is loyal and protective of his companions and friends, few as they may be. He can at times be short tempered and occasionally fiery when angered. Despite his rough exterior and aggressive temper, John has his warm spots which surface on rare occasion. He’s perhaps the best friend and worst enemy to have.

WEAPONS: .30-.30 Winchester Rifle, Ruger Vaquero .357 Revolver, Switchblade

OTHER NOTABLE ITEMS: Backpack, Compass, Journal, Engraved Lighter, Pliars, Screwdriver, File, Lockpick (Custom Rigged), Fishing Line, Flashlight & Batteries. (May add more later.)

NOTABLE SKILLS


LIKES


DISLIKES
EPISODE 1: A KINDRED PAIR




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Bleak. That was the best way to describe it. Or at least that was the best description that John Marlow could think of. He had seen this very same scene so many times since it all ended, since the world ended and the dead had begun to rise and stalk the Earth. It was an abandoned town, a small countryside town in rural Kansas. The large, rusty green sign on the right side of the road identified the abandoned hamlet as “Briar Field”. Beneath the white letters of the town name the sign said “Population 767”. Not anymore. John thought grimly.

John stood in the middle of two lane road that lead straight into town. The tallest building to be seen was the church, about one hundred yards ahead of where John stood. The church was in the best visible condition of all the buildings John could see. The numerous brick buildings that lined the small street were dilapidated and caving in, the bricks faded and sprouting moss, and the doors and windows long gone, leaving only gaping entries into the crumbled structures.

The church stood tall and proud. Aside from a faded look to the white washed front of the building, John could see no major damages or sign of decay. Of course the opposite side and interior could be completely different stories.

John shifted his feet slightly, the sound of his boots seeming to echo through the forsaken town before them, he and his companion to the back. He reached his right hand up and adjusted the gray-black cowboy hat that sat atop his head. His weathered face was sincere and firm. A slight gust of wind whistled down the street and across his face, causing his long graying-black hair to flail slightly at the back of his neck.

In his left hand John held his Winchester rifle, down at his side. He checked his revolver at his right side, it was comfortably placed in its brown leather holster at his belt. He adjusted his the straps of his black backpack. Satisfied, he turned and faced the young lady at his back. His traveling companion of over two years now, Florence Davis.

“Alright, let’s go,” he said flatly,”we’ve got about six hours until sundown. We need to scavenge as much as we can and find a place to lay up for the night.”


It’s been several years now since it all ended, since the world descended into the apocalypse. Since the dead began to walk the earth. This RP focuses on a pair of survivors, an older man and a younger male/female. I will admit that the concept to this story was heavily influenced by Naughty Dog’s The Last of Us. These two survivors are drifters, traveling across the American Midwest (the Dakotas, Colorado, Nebraska, Wyoming, etc.) and scavenging for survival.

They never remain in one place for too long. They avoid major cities and large towns at all possible cost, though they do often find themselves forced to traverse the expanse of post-apocalyptic metropolis’s for supplies. They are slow to trust other survivors and are quite the gritty pair. The dominating themes of this RP are survival and the strong bond between the two, a sort of father-son/daughter relationship, like that of Joel and Ellie from The Last of Us.

This RP will not solely be about killing walkers and surviving post-apocalyptic America. It will of course have a primary story plot. For further information, if interested, please PM me directly and we can begin discussion. Please read the “About Me” tab below before messaging me!

Thank you for your time and I hope to hear someone! Good day! 👏🏼


ABOUT ME
Hello, and thank you for your time!


So, as of late I’ve greatly been craving an RP based around evil toys. Sadistically evil. Dolls, puppets, dummies, of these sort. Very recently I stumbled upon a collective of images of rather sordid-looking dolls, which can be seen far below, concealed by hiders. These dolls will of course serve as the central antagonists in this RP.

The basis of the RP is simple; these dolls are found locked away in a trunk in the attic by our protagonist, or my partners’ character. In the chest are the dolls and a piece of aged parchment (which “awakens” them). The dolls are bewitched by black magic, having been made by a witch who escaped from the Salem witch trials. (An actual witch.)

This is of course a basic raw concept. The actual plot line and creation of the story will be discussed between my partner and I. Who is our protagonist? How and where did they find these devilish little dolls? And how will they stop them? All of this will be discussed by my partner and I. So, if interested, please PM me ASAP and we can get started immediately!

ABOUT ME


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Mirabelle


Constance


Margo


Nessa


It’s said that fame isn’t a profession, but an accident. It proves that the people are gullible. Fame doesn’t last, it crumbles in time. This all might be true, but one certain thing about fame is; that it pays. The paths to fame are diverse and contrasting, but they all share the same destination. Wealth.
What would you do? What would you do to become famous? Will you sell yourself to the highest bidder, label yourself with the newest brand, sleep with the right executives?

Fame and fortune are like so many other things in this world;
to the bold and the able go the spoils.

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So, this is a reality-drama RP that tells the story of a young lady and her ascent to American stardom. How she rises from shampoo commercials and one act plays to the A-list and rubbing elbows with America’s most famous. It will be a journey of ups and downs with drama, opportunity, success and failure, deceit, shadiness, and glamour.

My partner-to-be will role as this young female rising star.
I will role primarily as her agent, i.e a Hollywood failure who lives in a crumby apartment and is getting by on D-list actors and American Idol rejects. He hopes to rebuild his career, in fact, escalate it far past where it’s ever been. It’s through this young starlet that he sees a viable opportunity.

The theme of this RP as stated prior will be a tale of rising from the bottom to the splendor of stardom. This RP will incorporate the struggles, pressures, and heavy decisions that a rising celebrity in reality would face. Controversial photos, inflammatory videos, cocaine parties, breakups and rebounding, this low-budget movie or that major corporate commercial, etcetera.

The RP will INITIALLY be set in Los Angeles, California. Further details are up for discussion with my partner-to-be.
So if interested, please PM me directly and we can begin discussion. I await eagerly! 😁

ABOUT ME
Liza smiled and replied,”Good. It’ll help you unwind.” She turned from the counter to face Alice, leaning back against it. “You don’t remember Conner?” Liza puzzled. The fact that out of everyone there, Conner was the one that Slice had mentally misplaced. “Conner,” repeated Liza, raising her right hand high over her head to indicate a tall person, “tall Italian-looking guy with dark hair and arms the size of boulders.”

Conner had been the bartender that night who had casually chatted away with Alice while Liza worked. In fact he was the bartender at Benny’s Bar, and the manager to boot. He had worked there longer than most all of the other employees, aside from the cook.
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I did not delete this out of “rage”. I literally read over this and thought; “This is garbage.”
I’ll still listen to any final input or statements though.




Greetings and Welcome, and thank you for your time!

So this is a rather crude and unorthodox concept that I’ve recently cooked up. Unfortunately, it’s sadly incomplete, and I have made little progress with it. Below are notes on literally just how far I’ve gotten, which isn’t very far.

NOTES AND IDEAS


So as you can see, this concept does need work. Hefty work.

I am asking for input, feedback, ideas, comments, interest even.

And would anyone be willing to CO-GM this with me?
I'm interested in the first idea


Great, I can message you if you like and we can begin discussion.


With the recent release of the new Puppet Master movie several months back, I've been inspired to write up an RP, having recently watched the movie again. Let me say now that you don't have to be an avid fan of, or even know anything about the Puppet Master franchise, to get the most of this RP. This RP will be a classic case of "the evil toy found in a box of junk in the attic". Perfectly feasible to any "outsiders" who may be potentially interested in this concept.

This particular story will not include the entire cast of evil puppets traditionally seen in the films, but will focus solely on Blade and perhaps Torch/Kaiser, I've yet to decide. My partner will role as the unfortuate soul who finds/gets stuck with the evil puppet(s). Again, you don’t have to have any prior familiarity with the films to enjoy this RP. This point I stress.

Below you will see three hiders. The first covers the two different plot ideas I have for the RP. The second talks about Blade, the lead puppet of the RP. And the third talks about me, how I write and will function as a partner, and it acts as a check to see if I’m s fitting partner for you.

PLOTS


BLADE THE PUPPET


ABOUT ME


So, I await potential responses. If this concept interests you, then PM me and we can chat!
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