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11 yrs ago
Because of my mom's cancer treatments and some other problems I may be slow on posting in things. please be patient with me.
11 yrs ago
To all of the people I am in rps with : battling some depression right now, will be back in a day or two
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sweet! I hope I get a few more then I can make the OOC
So I have rediscovered my obsession with Bioshock. So I have decided to see if there are any other Bioshock fans out there who would enjoy an rp.
My rp would be set in Rapture after the events of Bioshock 2, in an alternate universe where it isn't destroyed. Since all of the major players are either gone or dead, this rp would be about the Little Sisters, some cured and some not, with their Big Daddies and the splicers that were left behind. For years everyone has forgotten about Rapture, until suddenly a deep sea exploration team rediscovers Rapture and manages to get inside only to discover a world of chaos, gore and horror.
Will they survive and escape, or will they be trapped and go insane?
My rp would be set in Rapture after the events of Bioshock 2, in an alternate universe where it isn't destroyed. Since all of the major players are either gone or dead, this rp would be about the Little Sisters, some cured and some not, with their Big Daddies and the splicers that were left behind. For years everyone has forgotten about Rapture, until suddenly a deep sea exploration team rediscovers Rapture and manages to get inside only to discover a world of chaos, gore and horror.
Will they survive and escape, or will they be trapped and go insane?
Leotamer said
I still plan on making a villain. However, someone stole the siren from me (Well, really I procrastinated until I decided I didn't like the character and then someone else made a siren) I am thinking about maybe doing a werewolf but I am not certain on it.
OH! Sorry! :(
TheDoctor said
I don't want to force anyone to make any character but I'll say that it'll help balance and I'll have to make Nixon extremely overpowered (which might actually be a lot of fun!) in order to make a balance but if anyone's willing I'll gladly accept. Of course the vampires and Nixon's group aren't the only villains in this RP but I'd like them to kind of be the higher focus, and in the least what Nixon's doing. I was also thinking of bringing Sarah the sadistic siren (and my only female character I've ever made) into this to assist with Nixon but I might make her a succubus since we already have another siren.
oooooh Sarina might not like having another seductive killer in town... lol
Yes. I love them.
Katie - Haywood - Emma
Katie sniffled, her anger melting away and leaving only the sadness of a child being made to grow up too fast.
"Bull was good," she told Emma, wanting her to know him at least a little. "He was gruff and silly sometimes, and sometimes he got annoyed with me because I was slow and cried a lot. But he was good. He loved Lauren very much and Lauren loved him very much. He played with me, in the underground I mean. He was the best at playing. Lauren isn't that good at it," she whispered, like she was afraid Lauren would hear her.
Then she sighed. "BUll was like... it was like having my big brother again. I had a big brother and a mommy, but they both got sick and went away. Now I don't have anybody."
Heather - Camp - Aaliyah
Heather sighed when Aaliyah entered. She was a sweet girl and didn't deserve the brunt of Heather's annoyance.
"It's okay sweetie. Don't worry about it," she said to reassure her before picking up the food. "Hank wanted us to tie him up. Can you believe that? The poor man is injured and he wants to tie him up."
She shook her head. "I just don't understand him anymore. Maybe I never did. He certainly doesn't understand me."
She suddenly seemed to remember that Aaliyah was still there. "Sorry hun, ignore me. It's not important anymore. What's important is that we watch over this guy until he wakes up."
Heather picked up the food Aaliyah had brought and started eating. "Thanks. I appreciate the food."
As she ate she looked at the woman before her. "So, technically you are my superior here, being a doctor in training. What do you think should be done about him? His wounds I mean. See here," she pointed out the man's side. "It looks like someone burned a deep wound closed. A stab wound perhaps? Maybe a bullet wound? Either way it's looking like it might get infected so I think we should concentrate our efforts on that. What do you think?"
Katie sniffled, her anger melting away and leaving only the sadness of a child being made to grow up too fast.
"Bull was good," she told Emma, wanting her to know him at least a little. "He was gruff and silly sometimes, and sometimes he got annoyed with me because I was slow and cried a lot. But he was good. He loved Lauren very much and Lauren loved him very much. He played with me, in the underground I mean. He was the best at playing. Lauren isn't that good at it," she whispered, like she was afraid Lauren would hear her.
Then she sighed. "BUll was like... it was like having my big brother again. I had a big brother and a mommy, but they both got sick and went away. Now I don't have anybody."
Heather - Camp - Aaliyah
Heather sighed when Aaliyah entered. She was a sweet girl and didn't deserve the brunt of Heather's annoyance.
"It's okay sweetie. Don't worry about it," she said to reassure her before picking up the food. "Hank wanted us to tie him up. Can you believe that? The poor man is injured and he wants to tie him up."
She shook her head. "I just don't understand him anymore. Maybe I never did. He certainly doesn't understand me."
She suddenly seemed to remember that Aaliyah was still there. "Sorry hun, ignore me. It's not important anymore. What's important is that we watch over this guy until he wakes up."
Heather picked up the food Aaliyah had brought and started eating. "Thanks. I appreciate the food."
As she ate she looked at the woman before her. "So, technically you are my superior here, being a doctor in training. What do you think should be done about him? His wounds I mean. See here," she pointed out the man's side. "It looks like someone burned a deep wound closed. A stab wound perhaps? Maybe a bullet wound? Either way it's looking like it might get infected so I think we should concentrate our efforts on that. What do you think?"
I'll take super strong Salt and Vinegar that could kill me. I LOVE Salt and Vinegar chips! The stronger the better.
Sarina smiled when she saw him. A young man. Perfect.
He didn't seem entranced, but that could be fixed if she really wanted to.
Did she really want to...?
Maybe not right away. Have a little fun first. She was bored after all.
"I don't mind," she said, lowering her head so that her eyes looked bigger and more innocent. "I mean, you're not going to hurt me... right?"
Playing the weak feeble female often got to human males. Well really males of any species. It was something primal ingrained in the male psyche : females were soft creatures made to either protect or claim. Or both.
Little did the human know that she could rip his throat open if the desire struck her. She didn't like doing it much though. It was very messy. She liked it much better when her prey just came to her, like a deer walking up to the hunter and laying in wait for it's throat to be cut.
But she had to admit, this human was awfully cute. Maybe she'd keep him as a pet for a while.
"Do you like my singing?" she asked, stepping closer slowly and cautiously.
He didn't seem entranced, but that could be fixed if she really wanted to.
Did she really want to...?
Maybe not right away. Have a little fun first. She was bored after all.
"I don't mind," she said, lowering her head so that her eyes looked bigger and more innocent. "I mean, you're not going to hurt me... right?"
Playing the weak feeble female often got to human males. Well really males of any species. It was something primal ingrained in the male psyche : females were soft creatures made to either protect or claim. Or both.
Little did the human know that she could rip his throat open if the desire struck her. She didn't like doing it much though. It was very messy. She liked it much better when her prey just came to her, like a deer walking up to the hunter and laying in wait for it's throat to be cut.
But she had to admit, this human was awfully cute. Maybe she'd keep him as a pet for a while.
"Do you like my singing?" she asked, stepping closer slowly and cautiously.
wait for what? if we need vampires I could make one if it would help move the story along.
Crisps! Chips! What kind?
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