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1 yr ago
Current damn not sure if it’s long covid or what but I do be feeling shitty
3 yrs ago
i guess im alive lol
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4 yrs ago
my last words 2 rpgd is .... someone needs to get mahz a haircut.... goodbye
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4 yrs ago
FUCK I HAVE COVID-19!!!!!!!
4 yrs ago
i miss the old mahz. straight from the irc mahz. ban me on sight mahz. rpg always under construction mahz. i hate the new mahz. never active mahz. .
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Location: Dormitory, top bunk


Green eyes fluttered open and his pupils constricted as the bright light shone directly into his eyes. "Agh, fuck!" He groaned as he rolled around in his bed, hands tightening into fists and grabbing at the cotton sheets. It was soft in comparison to the rough dirtied mattress he used to sleep on back at home - where was he? Feeling lightheaded, he slowly thrust himself upright and examined all around him before looking down to see he was on a bunk bed with a person in the bed beneath him. Dragging his legs out from underneath the sheets, his clothes had been changed into a pair of pristine blue scrubs that was neater than all the clothes in his wardrobe. Climbing down the ladder, his bare feet met with the cold tiled ground and a shiver shot up his body. "Where am I?" He mumbled to himself, only recalling bits and pieces of his appearance in court then nothing halfway through. Rubbing his head as he looked around to see other bunkbeds like his own, within them were bodies that were sleeping or starting to come out of their dreams. Slowly making his way towards large double doors, he pushed them as to try and escape but it wouldn't budge. Reece then began to run through numerous scenarios, smacking the flats of his hands onto the door and beginning to raise his voice.

"Is anyone in there? Hello?"



Location: Dormitory, bottom bunk

Ah, she had the loveliest dream! A poor little faerie's neck had snapped and her fragile body crumbled between her very hands. It made her smile, that was until a moron started making noise beside her and smacking against the wall. "Enough, you rodent!" Nadia screeched, leaping out of her position in the bed but after touching the freezing ground with the naked flats of her feet, nearly collapsing and struggling to stay steady. What was wrong with her? What did these monsters do? She moaned as a hand rubbed her forehead as to try and stifle the pain.
accepted and added!!
accepted and added to the list ~


the faces.







NPCS


Post your skeleton below and I'll add it to the list of faces! Make sure you follow the series of events~
Open to all!
This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper


THE STORY SO FAR.
off in the distance, there is resistance.

The year is 2650. In the year 2500, the human race was wiped out after increased tensions that eventually led to a global nuclear war. Humans who weren't killed mutated into different types of species: from vampires and werewolves to wendigos and sirens. 150 years later, these supernatural beings roam every corner of the planet. A strict government has divided each species into their respective faction, forcing each species to be segregated in order to promote purebreds. Each species is raised to loathe anyone who is not like them from their spawn in the world.

You are a criminal. Instead of being sent to a normal prison for the crimes you've committed, you are sent to a lab where you are held in captivity with other beings. Scientists plan on performing grueling experiments on you and once you're no longer useful to them, they plan on executing you. With other supernatural beings, you must learn to work together through your differences and break out of confinement, before the scientists break you. This means attempting to put all prejudices aside in order to be released from captivity. Within captivity, all abilities are rendered useless.

EXTRA.
there's too much pain to come.

Since the mutations sprouted, these races have formed their own sets of agendas for settling down within their own separate yet similar societies. There is little harm done for minimally terrorizing mortal enemies, but criminal acts against one's own faction/race can and will result in disciplinary actions (imprisonment, execution, etc.) Examples include: murder, thievery, infidelity, breeding hybrids, assisting hybrids or other factions, vandalism of important faction buildings, etc. Humans exist but in reduced numbers and are located in the slums of each faction's designated territory.

FACTIONS
and i don't need this life.

The factions were designed to secure order within society and are enforced by each faction consisting of a pure race, regardless of how little of the species are alive but the smaller factions are lower class citizens whilst the larger factions are higher class citizens - receiving different types of treatment. Domestication has been a practice since the start of the development of factions, attempting to civilize all the factions in order to lower the rates of crimes and increase loyalty to decrease the rate of defiance and hybrids.

THE RULES.
we'd rather die than do it your way.

♞ this will be a high-free RP. (which means rapid fire with our personal preference being that you use little one-liners if any)
♞ please don't make too many of the same species! if you see that there are already two vampires, make a kitsune! make anything! in fact, it would be wonderful if we could only have one of each being~
♞ there will be blood. there will be cursing, there will be violence. but there won't be NC-17 sex. seriously kids, take it to PM.
♞ multiple characters are good but only make as many as you can handle!
♞ must we really list rules? let's be real, just use your common sense to know what is right and what is wrong.
♞ please don't join if you think that you'll leave early, we love all of you but if you leave us it'll punch a hole in our hearts </3

SERIES OF EVENTS.
>Everyone wakes up in a strange bright room full of bunk beds
>Alexa is taken by the scientists & her screams are heard from the dormitories
>Reece freaks out about what's going on and Amara collapses
>The doors finally open, but Alexa's body is thrown in and they close before anyone can escape
>Nadia starts to collect a bunch of the unconscious women in the center of the room

Any questions should be posted up here and will be answered ASAP.
Accepted! I'll update you when I get home.
It was a cold October morning, the exact date was unknown but she knew it was nearing November. A window was propped open in the cramped apartment room where her and her team of doctors and scientists would experiment on the undead to research more about the enemy they were faced against. The room that was once a living space now was filled with scavenged medical supplies, clipboards, bloodied tables, and weapons in case the subjects decided to jump off the tables they were bound to. The most recent test subject was a newly zombified man, his identity was unknown and was found on the streets. They tore him apart but yet again, his body provided nothing new to the table and they had to dispose of the paperweight as it was already starting to make the entire floor smell worse than before. "Dr. Byrne?" a voice said, a tall man with snow white hair and a bit of fat on his bones was what she saw when she turned to see who it was. "Ah, Roscoe, what is it that I'm needed for?" Josey asks, her eyes looking the man up and down as he spoke.

"They've already finished gathering up the team you'll be scavenging with today, they'll meet at the staircase."

She nodded and rose from her chair as she made her way down from the chair she had settled into. Heart was beating like a drum in her chest as she moved her way through the cramped spaces of the apartment building, ever since the incident at the hospital where the dead started to rise, she'd developed some claustrophobia. She always needed a way out, even if she wouldn't need it, it gave her comfort to have an escape plan. Eventually, Josey made it to the end and near the staircase where her group was going to be.

"Hello everyone, I'm Dr. Josey Byrne and I'll be joining you today."
I'll start it right now, sorry for not posting it yesterday! Just make a post of them going to or at the staircase, they're going to take the stairs to get to the ground level and then leave. ^^
I'll start the IC up tomorrow and fix the images before I accept. Also, fix your grammar up a little bit please!
✖ THE CAPITAL WASTELAND ✖
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pool singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.



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