Nerevarine

Crimson Skies, Fortune or Death.

A Crimson Skies RP? I am definetly Joining this

Homestuck: The Frontier Worlds (Alternian Troll Slice of Life)

It was not long before the rapidly expanding Alternian Empire was far beyond the reaches of its home planet. The military colonies that were established served as all in one military bases and cities. Life in these places is difficult; and often short, whether metaphorically, with trolls being relocated to new worlds or reconscripted into the military; or literally, with death a very common end for the inhabitants of these imperial worlds. The worst conditions, however, are found on the fringes of imperial rule, the Frontier Worlds. One such planet is the world of Sylvest, a heavily forested planet teeming with hostile lifeforms and deadly marshlands, all nestled within the dark, prickly woods. Outside, the sun has a nasty habit of shining brightly, meaning tearing down these trees is not an option.

In places like this, law is literally the world of your local highbloods, subject to change whenever they feel like it. Alternatively, you could end up under the thumbs of pirates or slavers, which is debatably better. In these situations, its enough to drive a troll mad. But complaining isn't going to get you anywhere. You have work to do if it's ever going to get better here. Here in the Frontier Worlds, work is the only thing to take your mind off how badly it really sucks there.

Info: (This roleplay uses many headcannons of mine about troll civilization and society. We are free to discuss what headcannons the group would prefer to follow once a group of roleplayers has been created) You are a new colonist on the recently conquered planet of Sylvest. Everything about this planet sucks, but get used to it, because it's all downhill from here. You'll go about your life and get caught up in the horrible situations that can arise on a planet full of tyrannical psychopathic rulers and vicious pirates. If you're lucky, maybe a great toothbeast will tear you to shreds for its next meal. What exactly your role is will be determined by your blood color.

Lowbloods
Rustblood (Unlimited Slots): You're a common peasant working to grow food for the rest of the population. You're lower than dirt on the social scale, and probably won't last longer than 5 sweeps on this world. Since your kind are located in rural lands, away from the superior blood castes, you're 10 times more likely to come in contact with a dangerous animal. Have fun out there
Bronzeblood (Unlimited Slots): Most likely a herdsman or some other kind of animal farmer. Since you were almost certainly part of a cavalry squadron in the conquest of Sylvest, you're kind are natually pastoralists, nomadically wandering out in the countryside, selling your animals and unwanted slaves-to-be at the urban centers. Slavers often come from this caste, though they are just as likely to end up slaves as well.
Yellowblood (30 slots): Your people are technicians and engineers. Well, you're industrial laborers, but that's not really a respectable profession in Alternian culture. Yellowbloods are the ones who keep the electrical and technological portions of the empire running smoothly. Naturally knowlegable, they are often socially inept due to the isolation and overtechnical nature of their work. Yellowbloods are often gifted with psychic powers at a rate even higher than other lowbloods.
Midbloods
Oliveblood (Unlimited Slots): Just a townsperson. You're most likely a shop owner or some other kind of townee. You might have a stable job serving as a part time militiaman, a factory worker alongside the yellowbloods, or even an assistant to your local highblood administrator. You can be whatever you want, so long as it's not anyone in power. That belongs to the highbloods, who are still better than you.
Jadeblood (5 slots): There is only one job for a Jadeblood. Making sure the future generations of trolls are strong enough to carry on the legacy of the empire. You will take care of the young grubs until they are old enough to be shipped off to a childrens planet to begin their trials and subsequent adolescent life. It is you who also meet personally with the imperial drones to determine mating times and oversee the collection of genetic material.
Tealblood (20 slots): The dreaded lawmen and inquisitors. Teal is the color of law, and all teal blooded trolls will take a job related to the legal system and legislation. The most common are the Legislacerators, the one man judges, juries, and executioners who put any undesirables in the empire through kangaroo courts and subsequently execute them. Another, no less important legal profession are the Threshicutioners, who dispatch of those who were not worth a public trial. A singly Legislacerator may have a team of 5 Theshicutioners, each one hand picked, to kill those who are simply not worth their time. Threshicutioners may be of any blood color.
Highbloods
Cobaltblood (20 Slots)- You are a minor administrator. Most likely a mayor or an owner of a company, you have considerable control over entire cities and villages. City laws and ordinances are under your command, and may change to however you and your superiors see fit. You answer only to your superiors, whether it be the local warlord, subjugglator or even the nobles themselves. Many cobalt blooded trolls will look for "alternative" work. Piracy, trans-planetary smuggling and slaving has been common among cobalts who simply do not want to deal with the bureaucracy that comes with administrating a settlement.
Indigoblood (10 slots)- The indigoblooded trolls are warlords and provincal governers. They are well known for their cultured ways, being educated in the fine arts, philosophy, music, and are often great authors and poets. The are, however, warriors at heart, and will not hesitate to show the furosity that their people are known for. Archery is commonly practiced by their ranks, but you are as likely to find them using swords, guns, and simply their fists in combat. When not in battle, they stay on their manors, dealing with issues affecting their provinces, and studying the great works of alternian literature.
Purplebloods (10 slots)- Purplebloods are a secondary legal caste, but not in the same way as the tealbloods. Where as the teals deal with civil issues, the purplebloods act as a (not so) secret police that enforce Alternatian national security with brutality that is unrivaled by any other caste. Those who are seen as traitors to the empire, rebels, usurpers, and other national threats are redirected to the Subjugglators, who promptly make them disappear for good, usually all over a wall. The purplebloods are highly religious people, and the tribal law that makes up basis for purpleblood life is rooted in the teachings of the Mirthful Messiahs. This religion is exclusive to the purplebloods, conversion is not allowed and rituals are closely guarded secrets. However, a purpleblood would never object to another troll living a life that the messiahs would call virtuous.
Violetbloods(5 slots)- The nobility. These trolls live underwater or in island fortresses. They speak directly with indigobloods and purplebloods under their authority to enact planetary laws.
Life on Sylvest will almost always center around the city. Even as a rust peasant, you will have to go to the city to sell your crops. The administrative capital of Sylvest is the urban hub of Dendra, build on the site of a shaded clearing. Dendra is home to many shops, government buildings, schools and military academies. Below the capitol building is the brooding cave. And around there are many temples and shrines to the troll's many nature spirits.

Trolls are not concerned with the squid gods who are said to have created their universe. They do not bestow a bountiful harvest, nor bear a strong stud for breeding. They do not keep the machines running and the shops bustling. The spirits of the land do. The troll spirits are as follows.

Troll religion is centered around Nature Spirits, the Spirits of the Dead, Ancestor Worship, Lusus Worship, the Cult of Death, and more recently, the Imperial Cult.
Trolls often leave offerings of food or crafts for nature spirits. They believe in bad luck that is caused by displeased spirits. The Nature spirits are the Fairies, sprites, etc. The souls of the dead are those of deceased trolls and animals that live on as vengeful and angry beings. Leaving offerings wards them away. Trolls also belive that the souls of strong quadrant mates linger around their loved/hated ones, and one should leave an appropriate gift for them from time to time.
The cult of death is the worship of Death (Lord English) and The Handmaid. Its more of a religion of fear and appeasement than one of a loving god. Trolls who have a strong connection with death or the spirits of the dead are very likely to be members of this cult. It is characterized by organized ritual and the existance of funeral rites for the dead.
the imperial cult is the worship of the empress as a goddess-queen.
Ancestor worship is not only the veneration of the troll's ancestor, but also the act of living up to their legacy and becoming like them. Vriska is a shining example of a devoted ancestor worshiper. Ancestor Worship also involves collecting artifacts relatied or owned by the ancestor.

So there you have it, a quick introduction to life on Sylvest. Have fun, and with luck you might just carve out a living in this hellhole of a world.

If you're looking to immigrate to this world (and we are not sure why you would want to) you'll have to fill out this document. Standard Imperial policy for moving between worlds, and especially to the frontiers.

Name:
Age: (anything over 9 sweeps old)
Gender:
Blood Color:
Occupation:
Weapon Preference:
Brief History:
Existing Relationships:
Matesprit
Morail
Kismesis
Auspistice: (Both names)
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Voltage Incident (a 40k Crossover)

Lisi came across what appeared to be...humans? The girl was confused. They did not look like any that she had encountered before. They were quite...primitive looking and unevolved compared to her people. But what were they doing here? Sol had forbidden all humans from ever settling on a planet permanently. The fact that they had built a city here would be an affront to sol himself. She had to find the answer to what was going on. And without futher investigation she went up to a nearby civilian and asked him what was going on here and why they were living here. Unfortunatly, she was only able to speak to him in her mother tongue. "Kawi kitarkwan isi?" She asked him, trying hoplessly to extract and answer from the man.

Voltage Incident (a 40k Crossover)

Lisi awoke to find herself in a dark, cavernous enviroment. Quickly she looked to see if her tribesmen were nearby. No sign of them, no sign of the mothership. Lisi couldnt even remember how she got here. By Sol, what has happened.

Lisi analyzed the atmosphere, her mask's HUD showing a breathable enviroment, but traces of industrial gases. Lisi pondered this, she knew of no industrialized civilizations inhabiting any world that her people were last in the vicinity of. Purging her mask with a loud hissing, she took a breath, coughing from her first breath if gaseous oxygen in a long while.

Tucking away her perflourocarbon rebreather, Lisi walked a ways to see what life was around. She held onto her thermal spear, the deadly pike that had claimed many lives, even before it came into her possesion. She loved the hum of it as it reached its peak temperature, and the feel of it cutting like butter through her enemies. It would keep her safe.

Voltage Incident (a 40k Crossover)

Name; Lisikweksolarer (means "pride of the fire god" in her people's langauage); often parced as Lisi Queksolar by english speakers, and shortened to Liz.
Age; 24
Gender; Female
Species: Human variant
Abilities; Growing up as a nomad, Lisi and her people are quick to adapt to new surroundings and learn the ways of the local people. The harsh life that many planets provide has conditioned her to resist many harsh environments, lasting longer than most other humans would. Evolution has made her variant of humans able to eat and drink less, in addition to the ability to liquid breathe fluorocarbon (although this ability is the result of selective breading and controlled gene therapy in her ancestors than natural selection)
Skills; Trained to track and hunt Xenofauna, assimilate into the native cultures of the host planet, scavenge for food in cities and wild environments, able to use primitive weaponry and advanced weapons stolen by visited species or those packed on ship for the great voyage from earth.
Weapons and equipment(if any): Breathing unit, goggles, perflourocarbon generator/recycler (a full face mask that vacuum seals over the user to provide protection and a supply for breathing), knives, water canteen, food pack, digging tools, weapons (sword, a combustion rifle from the homeworld (earth), thermal spear (super heats to cut through most armors and hides), sonic grenades)
Appearance(s):
Nomadic Garb: (this gear is mostly made of old world clothing and borrowed garments from encountered people)
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Light Garb: (used in enviroments that are naturally habitable by humans)
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From: OC in a space opera/scifi story im writting
Other: She is a member of the nomadic humans known as the "Ukẽekwan Onasistakerkwek" (They swim among the stars), who trace their history to the death of the sun. The ancestors of these people fled on massive colony ships packed with animals, plants, and cutural relics from earth. As time went on, the people began to lose memory of what earth was, and what life was like there. The old world became a myth, and the people turned the sun and the moon, the other planets of the solar system, and the old ways into stories, that would become the basis of a new way of life. The people were said to be descendants of the old planets, now gods to them, and this was their totem. The sun became the vengeful god of fire, Sol, who consumed paradise and the arrogant humans in a purifying blaze. Humans believed that as punishment for their arrogance, Sol sent them to wander the vast void of space for eternity, moving from planet to planet with no home. On these planets, humans often introduced animal and plant life from their old home, spreading many of these life forms to new homes, where they would change (Bees, cats, dogs and chickens have colonized many worlds). In this age, humanity bears little resembalance to its past glory, new languages and identities have risen up, with a common religion based on the memories of their lost home.

Lisi was born under the totem of Luna, and her tribes patron is Saturn, she is fluent in many languages, and learns new ones quickly.

Clash of Civilisation: A Historical/Alternate History RP

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Rebels against the Elemental King

Ooc is up

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/69633/posts/ooc?page=1#post-2162842

Rebels Against the Elemental King

In an era long passed, the world was a place of lawlessness and barbarism. The gods looked upon this miserable place with nothing but pity. Near the center of the world was a rising kingdom. It was a primitive state, ruled by inept kings and corrupted officials, where the people often didn’t even realize they had a ruler at all. Still, in this little chiefdom, it seemed that the spark of civilization might have a kindling. All the people of this place needed was a strong leader to give them structure, and to spread the empire to end the barbaric conditions of the world. The 8 gods of the elements then came to the current king, a pitiful tribal king with only limited control of is subjects. The Gods chose him as their champion, the force that would give humanity order. In him, the powers of Fire, Earth, Water, Air, Electricity, Light, Darkness, and Metal were placed, and he was given orders directly from the gods to raise his people out of ignorance and to spread his control over all the world.

It did not take long for the king to bring the people of his realm to his full authority. With the 8 elements at his command, and one who dared to oppose him fell swiftly and made an example to any who dared to oppose him. With his people at command, the King quickly raised an army, and used the new ideas and technology his kingdom produced to quicly take over the west, south and east with almost no effort, and to subjugate the Northern Tribes quite a bit as well. The far southern archipelago kingdom of The Oki Islands became a vassal state as well. Within a campaign of 30 years, the entire world was under the authority of the Elemental King. But power has the ability to make one forget their original goal.

Soon, the King had no interest in using his central power to improve humanity. His subjects became little more than Slaves, with his cruelty epitomized by the palace he came to live in. The elemental tower, a metal and stone spire that became the dominating landmark of the centre of the world. Tirelessly crafted by the subjugated people, it stood as a reminder of the purpose of the common man within the king’s lands. The same king that gave people the will and the environment to go from savages to engineers and artists, has created the further decay of humanity.The gods have had enough, unwilling to watch the world they created go into ruin once more. The world needs new heroes, new leaders. And so it is that the gods will each choose a champion, and create a team capable of removing the king and ruling the world as equals. Though they will not realize it, fate will bring them together in one place. But not only will the gods guild them. They will likely find allies in the common people, even those who are willing to aid or join their cause. It is your job as the elemental chosen to fight and vanquish the corrupted king. You will have non elemental allies along the way. All of us will meet in a city in the central region.

CS
Name:
Gender:
Age:(22 or lower)
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio: (What have you been doing with your power? How did you discover them and so on)
Element:(There will only be 8 elemental chosen, the rest will have another ability)
Ability:(Abilities can be almost anything. Ranging from a skill, a power, or magic that would be reasonable for a dark ages setting)

Rebels against the Elemental King

Great! I'll start soon and hope to gain some more interest along the way.

Rebels against the Elemental King

Iryhor said
The chosen ones are all teenagers?

The Reasoning: Theres is a long quest. It will take time to master the skills they have been bestowed and to also gain the experience necessary to take down the King. For this reason, the gods have chosen young individuals who will grow into their skill set.

I'm also glad to see interest in this!