RumikoOhara

Sierra Apocalyptica: Post-Zombie Apoc / Dystopian

I love the Zombie RPs but most spend too much time running and screaming

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

Happy B-day to the B-day Baby

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

@Patches

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TRISH

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Temptation is successful advertising coupled with a product of desire and addiction; ever seen and office without coffee? Coffee is the true drug of the masses and its presence feeds Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Pride and so forth.

A multipurpose Temptation, Socially Sanctioned by the Pope and powerful Leaders from other Religions.

And as a Temptation to the Tyrants in some parts of the world worth the destruction of unique cultures and environments so you might exploit the lands that were once theirs; the poppy needed secrecy but coffee was advertized; who’s the real winner he… Trish can’t finish the thought so delighted she is at how wonderful it is to know that in her small way she’d contributed her share to the Sins which she served.

She holds her hands up in surrender; around them some other patrons laugh either because they overheard her or were infected with her delightful laugh.

She recovers as only an artist in the seductive arts of a Courtesan can casting a matronly gaze at her younger sister.

We are Succubi you and I; I just have a bit more experience…..Oh and a lust for certain powers.

I didn’t coin the Idea that “Sex Sells” but I know good advertising scheme and the fact coffee was sold as the drink that revives you when you’re tired, helps you wake up and let's not forget; “Let's Do Coffee”. Grandmothers drink coffee and the only group to tingle on it were those wacky Mormons.

A Sultan of the Ottoman Empire tried to make it illegal and closed the coffee shops; the uprising of the population nearly toppled him till he came to his senses and surrendered to the fact that Coffee had won, strangest of all as a dig at the victor he imposed a small tax which the coffee drinkers paid with little complaint

Coffee drinkers are a powerful force that is woven through every strata in every society, it is the Grandest Drug Success Story ever.

The trouble with the other drugs are powerful negative effects if you can’t get it endangering your life; can’t get a coffee you’re a “Prick or a Bitch” and if people know it’s for coffee they’ll even sympathize.

Sorry as I said I love the Sucess Coffee is as a Temptation

Now tea wasn’t one of mine but there is another product socially accepted even after all the crimes committed in search of power and wealth.

Chocolate is another and now that science has revealed its hidden secret even more sought as a mood stabilizer.

Then yes Spices, once it was salt but that market dried up with real commerce Spices drove man across seas

Temptation in all its delicious forms

I'm having a craving right now!

Reminds me of Kanojo ni Naru Hi (Day to Become Her) in an odd way; Thankyou for bringing it to my attention

Injustice: Kingbreaker

@Lionhearted

Love the post

Jain117

I am Jain 117, no last name though I am told that the original has a last name not that I know what it is just that like most normal people she has one. I have no idea why I was made by the race that made the Lazarus device but my physical make up is proof that it wasn’t as a clerk.

I am 6 foot tall, blonde hair and green eyes my body equal to Olympic Athletes or Elite Soldiers my nervous system modified by nanite laid hyper conductive materials connected to a secondary but smaller brain at the base of my spine that enhances my physical awareness of my surroundings and means I’ll never need to by a Cell Phone as it is able to use my enhanced nervous system to act as an antenna which can intercept any form of radiated communications and broadcast as well; sound strange try it from my angle.

What is my angle; simply put to serve whoever hold the summoner (Large wrist band type of device) which allows the summoner to create as many as 27 of me at the same time and that’s where my angle gets strange because you see I can see, hear, smell, touch and sense anything the others are sensing without losing my own sense of self; in combat this gives me a huge advantage in the area of situational awareness, cooperation, and tactics. (I think it is a property of the hindbrain at the base of my spine) I must serve the Summoner and without their direction my bodies begin to biodegrade till there is only one of us and that one goes to sleep to the receive commands.

I am immune to fear if ordered into a deadly situation due to the knowledge that even if 117 were burned to ash or crushed I will remain as I was except for a new and therefore more capable body; doesn’t mean I don’t feel the death just that I don’t actually die. How’s that you might ask? Easy the Lazarus device which tests has proven are impervious to anything man can throw at it.

Kind of easy to forget your fears when you have been through 117 incarnations but also easy for the people in charge to abuse by claiming you’re not a real person and therefore have no rights. It was how I have spent the last 6 years since the device was discovered and fired up by people that claimed patriotism while using me to establish the oligarchy they sought. I was sent in as assassin and bomb or a disposable scout ; I don’t mind being used that way as long as it isn’t more than five deaths in a day.

Looked like my existence was meant to be one that was bloody and lacking in humanity till the Agency queued up on my existance and sought to remove me as a weapon in the wrong hands.
(Sorry all that went into that is Classified)

Now I serve the Agency an organization so secretive only a true conspiracy theorist has heard of them and in the halls of power spoken of in whispers not that it could help them; our symbol the Unblinking Eye warning that we see all.

We are everywhere me especially and we watch everything only intervening it dire cases or on request. I can only say we are under the oversight of a Forgotten Charter which only gives the UN the right to Disband the Agency; no cause needed. As is obvious they haven’t issued that order because they are the major requester of our services.
Okay History lesson over now to the meat. We have entrusted to your school an asset of great value and danger Codename Tempest whom we call Jenny and would like to offer you our services especially in the area of investigations. (Maggie is a bit over protective)

We have at our disposal Agent Retro who is an astounding Retrocognitive who can use a cerebral band comm to project what she sees in the past onto any electronic viewing screen allowing yourself and other detective types to see and gather clues otherwise lost in the past. Did I mention that we also have a method of deciphering codes or lost languages.

Next is Agent Shuttle who can create doors into any place or dimension if he can hold something that is from there; his limit is size but tractor trailers are no problem...No cruise ships.

Next is Agent Tangerine who is an extra dimensional Refuge and capable of tracking any being by scent alone, her eyesight is better than our best Microscope or Telescope, her hearing is so sensitive she can listen in on conversations of over a mile in ideal conditions, read with her fingertips, feel earthquakes or people walking in a building.

I can’t say how many normal human Agents we have but we are on every continent and every major state and most major cities in the police or government. Gotta keep an Eye out.

STAY TUNED! More to follow.

Insanity needs a pressure relief

Injustice: Kingbreaker

Now am waiting to see whats up

Injustice: Kingbreaker

@Lionhearted

Jenny

Jenny grew bored with the repetitive nature of the groups she was observing about the same time Don notified her that someone had entered her room, most likely it would be her roommate or even staff in any case it gave her partial dominion of the space and a right to be there.

So she smoothly lifted off the ground and approached her room by way of the window which answered her commands by unlatching and opening to allow her to enter.

She enters as silently as a ghost only coming to a halt above her bed where she assumes a sitting position like some Genie. Four foot ten inches tall she looks even more like some fantasy creature when she speaks in a sweet almost musical tone

Hello I am Jenny Miracle Rodgers; I didn’t chose my name but because I don’t have a name my Mentor named me off the top of her head.

We must share this space as Roommates; please make any declarations or demands of territory or atmospherics now if you have any.

I am a Prime Type Magnetic Manipulator or Elemental but don’t worry I promise not to crash you electronics and even offer to enhance the stability of their magnetic fields so that they are more difficult to damage by EMP.

I am here to learn to associate with humanity; If I do something that is wrong please feel free to educate me on my misunderstanding but I reserve the right of final decision of my own actions.

It is wonderful to find myself with this oppurtunities so long have Jenny waited to experience what it is like to know people that I do not work with or under. Laughter, Friendship, Female Peers my age to speak with about the many confusing things in this world.

When she finishes Jenny giggles in delight which causes her ponytail to lash like a cat’s tail.

Injustice: Kingbreaker

Jenny doesn't need to wipe her computer because her's is Agency Designed and Protected plus her's is more of a babysitter

Injustice: Kingbreaker

Jenny

Jenny listened to the speeches trying not to fidget as she kept switching polarity so that she didn’t have to fight off the earth’s magnetic field like some pushy lover so when the Dean finished speaking and dismissed them she popped up like a jack in the box to take her place amongst the other flyers.

Little by little she would conquer this world’s magnetosphere and become its absolute Mistress its heartbeat matching her own but fine tuning a planet took time. Pivoting in the air she swept her gaze over the crowd. It wasn’t large like many would imagine her peers if they were human very rare and aliens such as herself even rarer.

She subjected everyone nearby to a free MRI and energy scan but because her scan was passive and dependant on ambient magnetic fields that had already passed through the targets. She knew if they had electronics or Implants, how many blades they hid on their persons, or other weapons. Batteries were scanned and their frequencies added to an attack matrix so that she could make them release their stored energy as an incendiary or explosive. Blades were weighed and categorized then added to a swirling pattern of metal flying around her in high speed orbits that could at her whim shoot one blade at a target or release the mass in a flood attack.

This was not how Jenny wanted to think of her peers; Potential Enemies so she sped outside in a blur almost breaking the sound barrier not halting till she was 600 meters above the school. It looked as it had on the Satmaps of the Agency and different because this image had life moving through it.

Why am I up here? she said in an admonishing tone.

She had agreed to come here in the hopes of finding someone or one’s to form a peer group with. She was more surprised than her Mentor/Mom that she felt gregarious just like a local and needed something she wasn’t getting from the Agency; her understanding was that she needed friends…...no that wasn’t right…….True…..she needed a True Friend and if she were lucky more than one.

That thought in mind Jenny spotted the area where her peers were congregating and flew down and hovered curiously at the edge of the social byplay she’d come here to learn.

Injustice: Kingbreaker

@Goliah

Arthura and Jenny

Lionhearted and I already made the pact