Mokley

Unquiet

@Diggerton awesome read! Rose is absolutely approved. :)

Before I post up a character, I have to ask; before being put into the coffin, y'know, during his thieving days would people be frightened by the prospect of him pretending to be a Snare? Like, would everyday people and messengers have the knowledge on Snares that others do?

@Cinderella Man

Most everyone would be familiar with snares, yes. You could think of them as mutants from X-Men really, haha. The general public knows that they're born to average human parents and that they could potentially be dangerous. The difference here is that there's a system in place that prevents potentially dangerous abilities from developing in the first place ... by locking away children. Pregnant women are screened by their doctors. An adult snare is extremely rare and reportable to authorities just for existing, and probably would cause a panic. But! If you have a different idea by all means let me know! :)

Can I make a character who is serial killer? If my character is put away, I want him to be put away for a very good reason.

@Catchphrase

Absolutely 100% serial killers welcome!

Moonfiend

@Eodwyn Aether ow that sounds painful! Feel better soon!

Right now Liam is the only one in the surgery room, so any information he might share with the others about what he finds there might affect everyone else's posts, especially the statute and machinery. Just pointing that out. :)

Do we have volunteers to post first? If everyone else waits for everyone else, it'll be pretty dead pretty quick haha!

Mirror, Fox, Key: Chapter Two Now Recruiting

@Tojin@LunaAnarchist@Ashifili

You guys still interested in this one? :)

The RP is slow, I'll be the first to admit, but it's picking up a little! The current characters are approaching the city now, and I wonder if any of you would like to be there when they arrive. :D

Unquiet

@dreamingflowers@Jago@Diggerton You guys are awesome! Thanks and welcome aboard! :D

OOC IS UP!

@Emma@Bosco@Polybius@Cinderella Man@Chairman Stein@Light

Unquiet

NPCs

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Pigeon

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NAME: Pigeon

ABSTRACT: The Snare With No Opinion

DETAIL:
Pigeon's mother knew six months into the pregnancy that her baby would not be human. The horns that pricked her belly from the inside were telltale enough without doctors handing her pamphlets on surveillance and separation. By the time the child was born, the mother had accepted the death of her hope for a human baby; she instead did her best to raise this Snare to the specifications of the government.

Pigeon never tried to be like other children -- she saw them as completely separate species. Instead, she spent her time drawing, tending houseplants, and obediently doing the chores she was given to do. She had always been prepared for her tenth birthday, when she went with the guardians easily and without question. Even when she was told to lie in the coffin, she made sure to lie as still as possible while the lid was shut, knowing well that she would never grow old.

Unquiet

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THE CONDEMNED

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Rose Halwell, an errant witch with a penchant for snark whose motives and history are uncertain.

Romulus "Salacious" Wisher, Mad Actor Tainted by Evil

Adamar: "I will not repent. I will survive."

Carnifex: "I am the monster that other monsters fear."

Mira, a desperate young woman who made a deal with a demon.

Unquiet

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We were bound and hooded and taken to the Stone -- all of us thieves, murderers, witches and snares, all of us guilty by law. They dropped us like cattle at the bridge; while the airship took off, we were escorted inside at gunpoint. I remember a vaulted ceiling, pinpricks of sunlight, gears and mortar and something dark moving overhead -- I was shoved into my coffin and the lid was sealed.

I don't know how long I was asleep. Everything has less color now than it did before; it's all dead, hollow, broken and crumbling. I don't think anyone has been here in years. I don't know where we are, nor the way home -- if home still exists.

I hear movement inside the coffins . . .

Premise, Gameplay, World

PREMISE

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For your crimes, you have been sentenced to the Stone: an enormous and ancient castle where only the worst criminals are condemned. It is popularly believed that within the Stone resides an Old God who feeds on the life energy of the condemned and grants peace to the kingdoms in return. You're shut into one of a thousand stone coffins and are put to sleep by a silent gas, never to be heard from again.

When you wake up, the lid of the coffin is cracked open and the Stone is in ruin. You're starving, there's no water to be found and no way of knowing how long it's been since you were locked away. There are creatures in the shadows that you've never seen before, strange lights and plantlife, and someone somewhere is singing.

GAMEPLAY

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You could try to find your way back to civilization, if there is any left. You could investigate what happened that woke you up. You could decide to turn the world back to the way it was; eradicate these strange creatures or befriend them; or you could collect power and call the Stone your new stronghold from which to wage war. The choices and decisions are up to you how this story will proceed -- but rest assured there is an underlying story that will unfold in different ways depending on what the characters do.

Be prepared to drive the plot at times. I will present important decisions, but it is up to your character to make them. The fact that there are so many routes to take means that the characters might end up splitting up quite a bit -- that means you might end up writing 1x1 with the GM for awhile.

WORLD

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This setting is a freeform fantasy/steampunk world. I imagine the characters probably all came from a steampunk city, not necessarily the same place -- but the Stone is located in mountainous wilderness where there are giants and ogres and rumors of dragons. The interior of the Stone is equal parts steampunk and whimsical fantasy.

It's easy to assume this will be a dark and gritty RP, and at times you might be right -- but there will be a definite sense of humor and color, perhaps some ridiculous situations you might find yourself in. If you like doom and gloom all the time, this is not the RP for you.

CHARACTER

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Your character was condemned to the Stone by the judicial system of their city. Those sent to the Stone are usually the most terrible of criminals, as it is considered the equivalent of a slow execution -- but it's up to you why your character ended up in this predicament.

People may also be condemned for witchcraft. Magic exists in the form of Lovecraftian rituals, incantations and symbols, and draws power from an Old God, from other people, or from sacrifices. It's rarely used for honest purposes, but good witches do exist.

Snares are people who were born with animalistic or demonic attributes: horns, claws, yellow eyes, sharp teeth, unusual abilities (telekinesis, invisibility, acute hearing, etc). Snare children are allowed to grow to the age of ten under close monitoring, at which time they are either taken for study by the scientific community or taken to the Stone. If you make a Snare character, they probably were condemned as a child.

The majority of characters will come out of the coffin the same age they were when they went in -- their bodies will have been kept in perfect stasis. However, a few of the Snares may age at varying rates within the coffin due to their natural abilities. Keep in mind that even in this case, the Snare will only have the experience of a ten-year-old.

CHARACTER SHEET

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Please post your character sheet in the OOC for approval before transferring the sheet to the Characters tab. A sample character sheet may be found under the Characters tab.

NAME: what your character is called

ABSTRACT: a phrase that describes your character

DETAIL: anything and everything you'd like to tell us about your character

Mirror, Fox, Key

Did a thing. :3 Feel free to control some wood-demons if you wanna lay the smackdown a bit! ;)

Mirror, Fox, Key

Spook's gloved hand gripped Lily's arm. The wooden creature had his sword and his right hand trapped against his chest, though he struggled and pulled valiantly against it; blood dripped behind him as he shuffled and stumbled after Lily, blind and breathless, trusting her to lead the way while swarms of the little demons teemed at the edges of the road.

The felidrake cage clattered to the ground, and Alex launched an attack at the offending monster with his sword -- but he had barely reached Spook when another wood-demon leaped down at Alex from a treetop. Alex would successfully be able to slam it out of the air with his sword, but another one was ready to leap up onto his back, where it dug its claws in and attached itself like a leech. Two more sprang toward Lily and Spook, but they were well within the reach of Alex's blade.

The path was open again, but only for a moment. Emma took the chance and sprinted through the gap between Lily -- pulling Spook along though the Traveler's strength was leaving him -- and Alex, who continued to defend them valiantly against the swarm.

The way ahead was suddenly closed as a line of wood-demons dropped into the path before Emma, their shining eyes gleaming and claws twitching. Together they hissed and launched into the air, intent on tearing her face from her skull -- but at the last moment, when it seemed clear their claws would dig out her eyes, they screeched and diverted themselves, missed her, and rolled and skittered on the ground. The little demons scampered for the bushes, terrified of Emma. The way was again clear, and no demon would come near her.

Meanwhile, Meryn launched forward with a screeching felidrake in her grip. Meryn thrust it against the wood-demon on Spook's head, the felidrake instinctively dug its claws into the monster -- and Meryn, the felidrake, and the wood-demon all disappeared with a pop.

Spook's mask clattered to the ground, and he sucked in a lungful of air. He looked to Lily with gray eyes. The left side of his face was dark and crystallized by a hideous disease.

"Thank you," he said quickly, looking Lily in the eye. "I'm all right." He detached her hand from his arm and immediately turned to slice a wood-demon out of the air before it could attack her. "Go. Run. Stay by Emma."

Spook sliced away the wood-demon attached to Alex's back and fell in beside him to help fight off the demons, hoping Lily would take his advice.

"Alex, go after them, they'll need you. Go!"

Meryn popped back into existence on a tree branch over the path. The felidrake yowled and hissed and contorted itself in unsettling and jerking motions, its fangs bared and eyes jittering, like it was having a seizure in Meryn's grip. Black crystals crept out of its fur and spread their tendrils around the felidrake's throat.

In a split-second, the enraged wood-demon drove its claws through the felidrake's chest, narrowly missing Meryn.

The felidrake's dying body was rapidly turning to black crystal.

Spook yanked another wood-demon off his shoulder and roared up at Meryn: "Get out of there!" He backed up toward the plains, a hand pressed against the hole in his chest, and dug in his pocket for a round glass bomb. He smashed it into the ground and ran for the plains as a noxious smoke seeped into the forest, scooping up his mask as he passed.

Ahead, the forest broke and harsh blinding sunlight beat down upon a devastated wasteland. Broken dead roots and branches and tree stumps littered the barren ground.

At the center of the enormous wasteland were the dark, high walls of a new city.

Mirror, Fox, Key

WOO HOO! Go Emma! Run!! RUUUNN!!

Welcome back @Diggerton :D :D