Nerevarine

Age of Glory - Renassiance-Era RP set in a Pseudo-Europe(Reboot!)

Here's my claim as of now

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

For all who have encountered the Missionaries or Arsuron Traders

The Arsuron Pantheon (Pre-Organized Religion)

Kiyam (Proto-Arsuronic: Yi'am) - Originally the literal sea, the word Yi'am containing the grammatical beginning for marine topics. Over time the name came to relate to a kind of abstract sea god. Is now taking on a sense of a creator god through the influence of the mathematicists and the Rokthani Kikisk. Most Arsuron swear by Yi'am/Kiyam when taking oaths or asking for guidance. The Arsuron see him as the patron of the Arsur Coast.

Kikisk - The Lord of Wisdom, the Great Serpant who sits on his throne between East and West. Kikisk was borrowed from the Rokthani before their isolationism, granted his interpretation is different. As most knowledge of the Rokthan deity came from merchants and the writings of Anrett, Kikisk was seen as the deity who appeared to Anrett in a vision and made her a prophet of wisdom who brought writing to the Arsuron. Kikisk is said to sit upon his mighty throne on the highest mountain in the Rokthani Mountain Range. The adoption of Kikisk is also what lead to the divine prefix Ki-

Kireth - Born in the age before copper as Anrett, she was a scout who lead the expedition into Rokthani Terriory, and was visited by the Great Serpant; who revieled the Anrethi Abugida to her, and ordered her to live among his chosen people. Anrett was murdered in an attack on Rokthan by the traitor Angar, but not before bestowing her alphabet to her deciple, Anlug. Upon death she ascended to godhood as Kireth, the godess of technology and learning.

Fiyam - The Perfect One, the overgod. Said to be the creator of everything, represented as a perfect circle divided into 60 pieces. Is the sole god of the mathematicists, and represents the number 60. Is often conflated with Kiyam or even Kikisk at times among the commoners. The mathematicists are trying to come up with a way to conform this to their belifes, sometimes treaching that Fiyam, Kiyam, and Kikisk are three aspects of the same being, a kind of trinity

Super Zeroes and Stupor Villains: A Comedic Superhero RP

Name: Selcen Ozturk (pronounced as Seljen Erztoork)

Alias: Technet

Superhero/Villain:
Villain

Age: 13

Gender:
Female

Powers/Equipment: Selcen has a multitude of robotic minions at her disposal. In addition, she has external robotics that she wears around her hands and legs that increase her strength and speed (but only when they are turned on). Selcen is great at anything mechanical or dealing with computer programming.

Weakness(es): Being 13 and in a working class family, the materials Selcen had access to are less than quality. Her primary source of metal and circutry is her father's auto garage and the dumpster behind the local Radio Shack. School also figures into Selcen's schedule, because she may be an evil genius bent to take over the world, but she will graduate middle school first! Also, she is a 13 year old, she's pretty non threatening and not very strong physically.

Appearance: Selcen dresses in oversized clothing, particularly a large neon green and black striped hoodie, and a long black skirt with pants the same color as her hoodie underneath. Her shoes are missmatched, one is hot pink with black laces and the other is black with pink laces. Her skin is a light tan, and her eyes are usually covered by a pair of copper colored aviator goggles. Selcen doesn't dye her hair, so to keep up her gauty color scheme, Selcen is almost always clad in a blindingly pink headscarf as well. Her hair is black and styled into a pixie cut on the off chance she just didnt want to cover it.

Personality: Selcen is a sweet little girl actually. Nothing about her well mannered nature suggest she wants robot apocalypse. She is, however, very misanthropic, though she does not want humanity to suffer and hopes their extinction will be quick and painless. Selcen is a recluse, and only leaves her home when it is absolutely necessary.

She has a love for bright colors and pop music, especially Turkish and Balkan pop. Give her a CD and she'll be very happy for most of the week. But do not damage her robots; Selcen sees her creations like children and best friends, and gets furious if anyone even criticises them without telling her how to fix the problem.

Backstory: Selcen Öztürk was born in Slant City to Mehmet and Ayşa Öztürk, two Turkish Immigrants from Konya. From her youngest years, it was shown that Selcen was not a normal child. By 2 she was already surpassing her 15 year old Sister and 7 year old brother in terms of ability. When she had entered into School, Selcen had already studied advanced computer programming, and knew not only English and Turkish, but Ottoman Turkish, Arabic and many other languages. Selcen's intellegence made her a very quick outcast in school, and seeking some kind of friendship, saw a newspaper article about Robotics and artificial intelligence. Selcen fell in love with the challenge and started making her own robotic friends and companions; though the isolation of talking to Robots all day was making her kind of strange. By 12 Selcen was a full blow recluse, only leaving her house to go to school and get parts and books for building her robots. Selcen had become convinced that robots were the future and that humans were obsolete, and must be replaced by robots. Seeing herself as their harbinger, Selcen will bring forth the Rule of the Machines. At least she says she will, Selcen's villany is half hearted at best, and not even her parents are concerned about her vividly imaginative plans of conquest.

Other: Selcen wants a caesium power core as her 14th birthday present.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Arsuron

Population: 280

Arsur Coast: 76 (4 in Uaru territory; 1 in Monastic Territory; 2 Illis)
River Camp: 77 (4 Illis)
Lotus Colony: 76 (6 in Soruli Territory; 2 Illis)
Kanesh Colony: 19 (4 Illis)

Trading Posts

Yijen Fork Trading Post: 14 (9 Arsuron; 5 Illis)
Karom Mission: 8 (2 in Alvith Territory; 2 in Platta Territory)

Technological Progress

• Agriculture: 3/5
• Bätänjűr (Arsuron Ninjutsu): 7/8
• Mathematics: Complete
• Bronze: 4/5
• Organized Religion: 4/7
• Canal Building & Irrigation: 1/6
• Lunar Calendar: 1/5

Food for the Colonists
Anlam's observations were truly paying off. Collecting date seeds and learning to transplant wild grass was truly becoming something that would be continued in the desert colonies. It was even found that placing watermelon seeds into the sand deep enough would keep them from coming out when watered. But this was no exact science yet, and often a plant would simply fail to grow when the seen was sewn or the young shoots were put back in the ground. Getting their water was difficult enough as well, for the nearest oasis was a far trek uphill in the hot desert sun, only for the water to be poured onto the soil for a plant that may not even grow. There had to be a way to get the water to them. But how.

Anlam had been pondering on this for months after he convinced the people of Kanesh to even try his idea. Now, he had another idea. Make a path for the water. It would take some planning but he felt that with the right ingenuity, he could pave the way for his people.

The Platta
@aweirdgamer@Elitestpotato
Antersh and Ansor had made their way over to the strange assortment of motley creatures and and a oddly out of place larger white creature. The two Arsuron exchanged looks at each other as the female missionary, Antersh, said something.

"Look," She said, to Ansor, pointing towards their drawings of the Arsuron. "Obviously an intelligent species...but what of the more brutish creature?"

"Maybe a slave" Ansor replied to his superior

"Perhaps, we'll have to keep an eye on that one" Antersh replied before facing the Platta and taking note of their offering of food.

"A peace offering?" Ansor asked

"Almost certainly," Antersh said, smiling at the Platta as she accepted their offering, taking out her copper dining knife and a long, thin skewer used to stab and pick up food. "Ansor, prepare a watermelon, and lay out a cloth for us to sit upon."

Antersh waited for her companion to arrive and offer up the watermelon as a sign of peace. The two Arsuron attempted to introduce themselves simply as possible.

"na Antersh" she said, pointing to herself
"na Ansor" the other said, pointing to himself
"nahi Arsurón" they said pointing to each other.

Antersh had one more thing to say, "Nahi isi turer du'de fïnökshűr yi'am'i" (We have come here (to bring) to you The Mathematics of Yi'am)

The Soruli
@Diehard243

The various stations seemed to be of great enjoyment to the Arsuron. Many things, new things they had never seen or experienced before. The sensations and flavors, along with odd things like dancing, an activity not very prevalent in the Arsur or even in Lotus Colony. Anjar was watching them intently, seeing how his fellow scouts behaved.

Something in particular came to the attention of Anjar. The powders, and the effect they had on the Arsuron. Excusing himself from Naho for a second, Anjar walked over to the station where one scout lay in euphoria. Anjar took out of his satchel a long sharp tool, the same used for skewering food, and jabbed it into the scout's side.

Barely any reaction, as if the pain was not present. The limp Arsuron had made a half hearted groan but he did not show any signs of pain. Anjar was quite impressed. Such a pain killer could be vital in helping scouts and soldiers recover from the pain of wounds. Jabbing the scout a few more times, the leader stood back in confidence. Making his way back to Naho, he quickly drew a picture that conveyed the question he wanted her to know.

"What do you want for some of this powder?"

In the meanwhile, the Arsuron were thoroughly enjoying themselves. This place was so unlike the coastlines, even Lotus Colony, which was in the rainforest, had a much different feel to it. It must be the Soruli, their childlike and playful ways were every endearing to the Arsuron.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse

@Letter Bee Well I guess now I have an excuse to read 1984

Age of Glory - Renassiance-Era RP set in a Pseudo-Europe(Reboot!)

@Aristo Looks like I've found the China to my Turko-Mongols

Cities of Bronze (classical RNP)

Alright, ill get my own nation up, as well as NPC city states and some nomad hordes to cause us trouble once i get enough time to edit the map for you all

Cities of Bronze (classical RNP)

Name of Nation: Wintreath
Capital City: Wyntire
Population: 95,000
Gov Style: Dictatorship
Primary Religion: n'vorr

Religion

N'vorr are three books with three gods. Agren; The God of Earth and Death, Trinity; The Goddess of Water and Life, and Wintreath; The God of Air and the King of All. It was taught that each one started as an element. When they combined they made the world. When Wintreath put his element in, he created the main base of the world, the atmosphere, and he was made the king, When Agren put his element in, it made the ground, and the mountains. When Trinity put her element in it caused water to flow causing plants to sprout and she was given the side element of Life. Sometimes Agren's element caused earthquakes, and many of the plants Trinity made died, and Agren was given the side element of Death.

Map Location

History

A group of elders, with the belief of N'vorr, spred the word around. What you see now as Wintreath, is a large group of people, bonded together by the belief of N'vorr.

Soon many went against N'vorr beliefs, and many internal factions started fighting amongst for their beliefs. The wars raged on for around three months. Thousands dead, and many injured. The whole time, the N'vorr believers had stayed out of it. Ones the fighting had slowed, a powerful speaker, rose and spoke to them all. 'We of N'vorr have stayed out of this war, for the long time it has carried on. N'vorr wants peace, and harmony between us, not war, and disruption.' As he spoke on longer, more and more people started to rejoin the efforts of N'vorr. And once again Wintreath was up and running. 100 years have passed and the Wintreath has stayed together ever since.

Now with better tools, and weapons between all... Who knows what might happen next.

@AbysmalDemon

You're accepted

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse

Background Music

Many moons had passed in meditation in the moon grotto, and many more had passed since Ursula the Scythian brought together the Trigon Trifecta and sealed away the dark creature known as the Gogolothic Mass. Tracking him down to Caucasia and beneath the holy mountain of Mingi Taw, surrounded by loathsome rainbows and mysterious artifacts hidden in the dreams of the mountain people. She was certain that the beast had been sealed away for all eternity and her woeful errand was complete.

And yet, here she was, still alive and well, even after she was sure that the force of expelling the Gogolithic Mass from her timeline would have torn her to pieces. Saved by strange, furry creatures and brought to safety in the woodsman's cabin before returning to Scythia. But not before discovering the so called moon grotto. Though she wasn't sure how, this place calmed her, made her feel like all was right. This little pocket dimensions was unknown to the Megatome, but after many a month of meditation she had come into possession of a mysterious weapon.

It was a beautiful silver color, with an ivory core, below its pearl handle was a thread made of horsehair, ending in a small charm in the shape of a crescent moon. The blade itself was a standard sword shape, but at its end a crescent shaped secondary blade was out, almost like another moon attached to the blade, roughly in the shape of a key.

But meditation in the moon grotto would have to wait, for now the masses had risen up in previously unseen numbers, stronger and more organized. Gone were their days as mindless animals, now they attacked in droves and with previously unseen tactics. Their attacks were wearing on everyone, with Cimmeria now able to fight back from the lightning fast raids with their explosive weapons. The Scythians would need to move south and target Babylon, now a land of plenty.

But the problems of the waking world could be set aside. As a Scythian Warrior, and the bearer of the Woeful Errand, it was her duty to stop the masses. But how...even with the Luna Sarmatae, the Masses were overpowering her in sheer numbers. But as she was pondering the inevitable migration of the Scythians and the growing threat of the Masses, Ursula was caught off guard by a moogle, a creature she hadn't seen in quite a while.

Taking a look at the letter, She nodded in agreement with the sender, taking a look up to see the brightly colored ship. She groaned a bit at the motley transport, its many colors so reminiscent of the vile arches of refracted colorful light that were burned into her nightmares full of dark monsters. None the less, it was not like there was any other way. Taking her place on the ship, The Scythian pressed the button to go off to Renovation.

Super Zeroes and Stupor Villains: A Comedic Superhero RP

Character Profile:

Name: Selcen Ozturk (pronounced as Seljen Erztoork)

Alias: Technet

Superhero/Villain:
Villain

Age: 13

Gender:
Female

Powers/Equipment: Selcen has a multitude of robotic minions at her disposal. In addition, she has external robotics that she wears around her hands and legs that increase her strength and speed (but only when they are turned on). Selcen is great at anything mechanical or dealing with computer programming.

Weakness(es): Being 13 and in a working class family, the materials Selcen had access to are less than quality. Her primary source of metal and circutry is her father's auto garage and the dumpster behind the local Radio Shack. School also figures into Selcen's schedule, because she may be an evil genius bent to take over the world, but she will graduate middle school first! Also, she is a 13 year old, she's pretty non threatening and not very strong physically.

Appearance: Selcen dresses in oversized clothing, particularly a large neon green and black striped hoodie, and a long black skirt with pants the same color as her hoodie underneath. Her shoes are missmatched, one is hot pink with black laces and the other is black with pink laces. Her skin is a light tan, and her eyes are usually covered by a pair of copper colored aviator goggles. Selcen doesn't dye her hair, so to keep up her gauty color scheme, Selcen is almost always clad in a blindingly pink headscarf as well. Her hair is black and styled into a pixie cut on the off chance she just didnt want to cover it.

Personality: Selcen is a sweet little girl actually. Nothing about her well mannered nature suggest she wants robot apocalypse. She is, however, very misanthropic, though she does not want humanity to suffer and hopes their extinction will be quick and painless. Selcen is a recluse, and only leaves her home when it is absolutely necessary.

She has a love for bright colors and pop music, especially Turkish and Balkan pop. Give her a CD and she'll be very happy for most of the week. But do not damage her robots; Selcen sees her creations like children and best friends, and gets furious if anyone even criticises them without telling her how to fix the problem.

Backstory: Selcen Öztürk was born in Slant City to Mehmet and Ayşa Öztürk, two Turkish Immigrants from Konya. From her youngest years, it was shown that Selcen was not a normal child. By 2 she was already surpassing her 15 year old Sister and 7 year old brother in terms of ability. When she had entered into School, Selcen had already studied advanced computer programming, and knew not only English and Turkish, but Ottoman Turkish, Arabic and many other languages. Selcen's intellegence made her a very quick outcast in school, and seeking some kind of friendship, saw a newspaper article about Robotics and artificial intelligence. Selcen fell in love with the challenge and started making her own robotic friends and companions; though the isolation of talking to Robots all day was making her kind of strange. By 12 Selcen was a full blow recluse, only leaving her house to go to school and get parts and books for building her robots. Selcen had become convinced that robots were the future and that humans were obsolete, and must be replaced by robots. Seeing herself as their harbinger, Selcen will bring forth the Rule of the Machines. At least she says she will, Selcen's villany is half hearted at best, and not even her parents are concerned about her vividly imaginative plans of conquest.

Other: Selcen wants a caesium power core as her 14th birthday present.