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FrozenEcstasy said
Just sayng my RP still needs some people >_>Only three spots left! Since Grijs hasn't posted a CS yet >w>Two chicks and one bro. We a looking for.Alec would be to die for in it, omg, accepted straight away xD


Hm... a place for Alec, you say? I just might take you up on that.
I'm doing both. The sci-fi one is more my domain and would be easier to keep up with, but I want to continue with this as well.
Fuck, I'll even include a co-co-GM. I'm so sorry about this...
Seriously, I'm even considering giving someone my email so they HAVE to get my attention if I do this again. I feel horrible.
On the slim chance you don't all hate me... posted a reboot interest check.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/23913/posts/ooc
Introduction


What? Are you talking to me? Oh, um, don't worry, I'm nothing. I don't even exist. What? No. Er... okay, so maybe I do exist, it's just... you shouldn't see me. Do you really? Wow, I-I thought I was stuck here! You can really-- Oh no... no, that means you're stuck too. Did you happen to meet up with a man with deer antlers who's constantly surrounded by ravens? No? Uh... okay, forget about that, it's not important. Look, I don't know how you can see me, I don't belong to your world anymore. And, well, yeah, there's more of us but.... I don't know how you got here. Or how to get back. Or... much of anything. I just... I think I made her mad. No, no, I made my parents mad, see they used to--

Sorry. I'm rambling. Alright, I'll calm down.

Here's what I know. We're all stuck here in this world, but sometimes we get sent back, for whatever reason, just for brief intervals. It makes me uneasy, but whenever we go back to the 'real world'. most of us just sleep... We can't sleep here. Oh, we've tried, but it just... doesn't happen. Too much to think about, too much to worry about and... well, we just can't. Anyway, I think we're being tested. When we do go to the real world, it's always the same place. I mean, different rooms but I think we always go to the same building. I tried staying awake once to get to the door, try to see where we were, but it was locked. I think someone was watching, someone... observing us? I don't know. I can't tell.

When we go back to the other world, it's always filled with tests. And sometimes that raven-guy shows up. He never says anything, but I feel like I know him.... like I've seen him in the real world, which is why I asked if-- Oh, nevermind. I know you haven't. Maybe I'm just crazy. Maybe it's all a dream. I don't know.

Anyway, the tests. Right. Well, basically, we have to fight things, or get through mazes or voices from the sky tell us where to go, what to do... sometimes. Yeah, I'm probably crazy. I've just... been here a while. It's getting to me, I won't lie.

Oh, and sometimes... sometimes we wake up and there's someone missing, but they'll come back to us later and have no idea what happened. Like, one of the group will just... disappear, only to return hours later with no memory of what happened. Sometimes they seem... different afterwards. Like my friend Zaiden, who used to be a lot bolder, a lot more... I don't know. Now he's just... quiet and... and... different. I don't know how to describe it. If you knew him before, you'd definitely notice a difference. He still insists nothing changed. I don't know what's happening to us. I don't know why we're being tested. But there is one thing... everyone chosen wanted escape. Suicide-risks, writers, 'tortured artists', what have you. People who don't like reality. People who wanted out. Maybe... maybe it's our own fault. Or maybe we're dead. Don't ask me, I don't have the answers, alright? I wasn't even here first, Zaiden was but he won't tell me anything anymore and it's really frustrating.

Oh, me? Right. My name's Dwyer... it's kind of a dumb name, I know. It makes me think of 'drier', then I think of hair driers. Anyway, welcome to... um, well I'm not really sure what this place is. The only other sapient creatures here are the deer people. Like the raven guy, people with antlers and they tend to like animals. We've only talked to them a few times... sometimes they're friendly, sometimes not. I think it has to do with how we approach. Maybe there's a method to it? Maybe they get spooked easily? Again, I'm not sure. I guess we have time to find out, seeing as we're stuck here for gods-know-how-long. Oh? How long have I been here? Um... two years? Something like-

Sorry! Sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out. I'm sorry. Maybe we'll get out soon. Hey, you never know. Besides... didn't you say you wanted an adventure? We all did. I guess our wish was granted.

The World


Well, it's like Alice in Wonderland or something out here. Everything is so strange... I mean, I guess it's normal for me now after two years and all... but still, there's always something to surprise you. Something dark, usually. You should also know that most of the plants that aren't blue or green are probably poisonous. As is pretty much everything with spots on it. I ate this purple flower once and Zaiden had to make this really elaborate cure for me so I'd stop choking on my own tongue. It wasn't fun. So yeah, don't eat the purple flowers... or anything not blue or green. Please remember that.

Anyway, the world is mostly forests and rivers and lakes and oceans. The oceans are deep purple... most of the water is. Don't worry, it's fine to drink. Well, not the ocean water but you know what I mean. There's a lot of strange animals here and most of them are dangerous. Save for the ones without teeth.... though maybe they can gum poison on you or something, I don't really know... Just stay away. The ravens will mob you like gigantic crows, the wolves will gang up on you and they are huge here. Like big, evil Cerberusis (Cerberuses? Cerberis?) from hell. Oh and never go near the snakes.... basically, don't touch anything unless I say it's fine... actually I'm pretty impulsive so maybe you should ask Zaiden first... I tend to get in trouble a lot... sorry about that.

Anyway, the sky's purple, as is the water, the sun's kinda yellow/green, the moon's pale blue, some birds have four wings and everything canine is huge. Seriously huge. No keeping stray puppies, alright? Learned that one the hard way.... You don't want pets that'll try and eat you, alright? Not fun.

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Basic Idea


Alright, so the idea is basically, your character is stuck in a strange world. They woke up there, probably after a fight with someone, getting close to death, attempting suicide, trying to escape, after a vivid dream, anything reality-bending. They meet up with Dwyer and the rest of the group, where he informs them of what he knows... which isn't much. Sometimes they might wake up in the 'real' world, in a strange dark room with what seems like people all around them, examining them, sometimes touching them or simply observing, writing things down, etc. And every now and then, they might see remnants of the 'real' world in the other world, like a person who doesn't see them, or a building that shouldn't be there, though they can't actually touch these things, they'd pass right through, and they usually disappear when they get too close anyway. In the other world, they seem to be going through tests and trials. As in, they might receive clues in the form of voices speaking to them from the sky like gods, telling them to go somewhere or build something or fight something, punishing them with sickness or lightening storms or whatever if they don't.

Occasionally, someone from the group might go missing (if you want this to happen to your character, ask me and I'll tell you what'll happen to them), coming back... different. Sometimes exhausted or bruised, battered, even missing a finger or a chunk of skin or something. Other times they might seem fine on the outside but are internally different, as in their minds have been warped somehow.

There's also the man with the ravens and we'll get to him later. Basically, he just watches for now.

The deer people are also more like a tribe, they are usually timid, but seemingly intelligent with their own language, though the group should't know how to communicate with them yet.

Another thing, they can't sleep in this world. They don't usually get tired enough to need it, but being physically or mentally exhausted can take a toll and thus, whenever they wake up in the real world, they feel an overwhelming need to sleep.

Alright, that's enough for now, if you have any questions, feel free to ask... I know it can be a little confusing. If you're interested, let me know!

Oh, and this world is also very strange, think 'through the rabbit hole' strange, though much darker with quite a lot of sinister little creatures, as well as people getting dark ideas, wondering if they could be killed/kill in this world, as no one's died yet, only been injured. Feel free to play with how your characters take this situation.

I will also be needing a co-GM so this doesn't die. They will need to be active.
Introduction


Welcome to the Soap Factory.

At least, that's what they told me this was when I woke up. I don't really know what it means. I know that soap is a product produced from animal fat, chemicals and various scents to create a substance that attracts dirt and 'germs' on a human body, often used in showers and baths... but that's just not what we make here.

Well... not 'we'. They. I am not one of them. I was created by them, or perhaps for them. Among the many halfling creatures here, I by far look the most human. But I'm... well, I'm not really sure what I am... other than the perfect slave.

When I woke up, I had no memories. I thought I was human... until I realized I was in a cage... not a cage. A box. A package. Like a toy to be sent to a child. They opened it, let me out, and then I was placed in a cage. Quite the delightful awakening.

They explained to me that I was not human, then proved it by yanking my arm through the bars and slicing into my skin with a knife. It did not hurt. Underneath was a layer of what looked like black gel. They scraped it back, letting me see that under my 'flesh' was nothing more than wires, components and a metal frame. And that was it. But they are wrong. Because I feel pain in my leg--a leg I am missing. The left one is replaced with a half-assed prosthesis, rather than a proper robotic leg. And my 'stump' hurts like hell, but I can't remove the leg no matter how hard I try. If I'm an android, why do I feel pain? Why replace my leg with something so careless when clearly it should have simply been repaired? It just doesn't make sense... Though to be perfectly honest, I can't remember ever having needed to eat or drink. That's a bit disturbing I'll admit, but considering the fact that I currently reside in some kind of lab, anything is possible.

They told me my name was Mark0708241... but I call myself Marcus. They think it stupid I should give myself a real name. I do not understand them... Okay, maybe it is a little stupid, but it makes me feel better about my sorry self so screw it.

They observed me for a week. I realized then that they must not have created me, but instead ordered me from somewhere else, or took me in for whatever reason. Come to think of it, the box had words on the front. I could read... perhaps that was programmed into me--or perhaps I'm really human. Just a wild guess. But the words, they said 'Defective'. What happened before I got here? How did they know something was wrong with me? What is wrong with me? My obvious personality? What, am I not bland and dull and obedient enough for them? I follow orders--I have to. I feel a compulsion to. Though admittedly, I tend to resist. Perhaps this is the problem (Alright, it's most likely the problem).

The Soap Factory has more little experiments other than just me... more 'defective' things. Not androids, I, as far as I know, am the only one... supposedly (I'm still skeptical of that). But there is a creature in the cage next to mine, something that looks like an animal. An albino cheetah... I hadn't known those could be albino, but that was definitely what it was--

--Or so I thought. When it looked up at me one day, after barely touching a meal made of pure red meat, I saw its eyes. They were pink, like an albino's should be, but they were human. Clearly and distinctly human. I am not sure how I could tell, but that 'cheetah' had human eyes, and it regarded me with such... understanding.

There are more cages in the Soap Factory.. more mysteries. It is always dark in here, so it it hard for me to make out the others... but I know they are there. Are we experiments? Failures from somewhere else, taken here for study? And where is here? I want to say I am from Earth, but I do not feel like this is Earth. It feels too... unstable. And everything, shipments and newly captured half-human creatures always come in on ships. Big, metal ships on a docking platform at the end of the hall. I can see them when they take me out for testing. Spaceships.

We must be on a station.

And if so... I... I think if I could get one of those ships, I could fly it. But I'll need to be ordered to. Where did I learn that, I wonder? And why can't I ever do things on my own? It seems I always need orders to make things work. Well... no matter. I've had enough of this. I may not be human, but I understand this is wrong. Keeping us all locked up like this... 'under observation', occasionally taking some in for 'operations' , 'testing' or, put simply, 'disposal'. And the test and operations always leave them seeming... strange afterwards. I keep looking over at the cheetah, who I've seen struggling between human and animal, making motions as if he were choking, then wrenching forward as if to cough, but suddenly, his body shivers and shifts, his paws would change... his neck and face too, becoming almost... human. But the second the change started, he would revert back, breathing hard as if the effort alone had taken too much out of him. Maybe he was stuck.

Maybe we're all just stuck.

Well... Then I will get us out. I know when the guards work. They trust me. They think I am stupid. I do not speak much... this will work to my advantage. If I could just get their keys... just unlock the cages... take a ship... I could get us out of here. To where, I do not know... but far away from the Soap Factory and whatever it is they are doing. We must leave this place. It is wrong that they keep us here. The more I see, the more it hurts. Hurts... I wonder how? I feel it, but I'm not sure how I do. Maybe I'm not the android they think I am. In fact, by this point I'm getting pretty damn sure of it.

Are you with me? We must break out of here. We must be free. If only I could remember... remember what happened before.... But for now, it doesn't matter.

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Basic Idea


Alright, the basic idea is that this is the distant future, and a factory exists as a sort of under-cover lab for defective or failed experiments by Earth scientists, aliens, you name it. I will not reveal everything yet, though, as that is for the RP. Marcus is possibly an android or a human with robotic components (basically a cyborg) but is uncertain which is correct, and the cheetah, whose number is 052214NL (Who later goes by "Neil"), is a genetically altered human trapped in an animal form. He can shapeshift, though this is difficult and painful for him. I will accept characters with DNA spliced with animals, though please do not make them too similar to Neil. I would like unique characters, and they should all be different. What you can do is have them genetically altered, give them implants of some kind (eyes, extra strength, extra limbs or a tail, certain abilities like pyromancing, telepathy, telekinesis, or something along those lines). You can also have alien/human splices, and make up your alien species. They can be dangerous or harmless, it is up to you. Please do not give them too many abilities, and if they do have abilities, there should also be limits. Ask me if you are unsure about a character idea. Be as creative as possible. In this factory, most experiments are 'defective' or 'failed' somehow, you should incorporate these aspects in as well and include why the experiment would be sent here. What failed, what should have happened, etc.

Once we break out of the factory, the object of the RP would be to explore the universe, find out about our pasts, avoid the Soap Factory's ships sent out to retrieve us, and smaller plots on different planets, etc. If you have a plot idea as well, feel free to run it by me. I have plenty planned, really in a science fiction setting, anything can happen. I am huge on characterization as well, and love well-planned pasts and backstories and finding out about origins. I love all that jazz, so be creative and don't be afraid to ask me if you have an idea. Naturally, we would also be on the run from the factory as well, no doubt they'd want us back. Mostly, our goal is to be free of this, and discover who our characters are. They likely wouldn't know much about their pasts.

Any questions? Just ask. Let me know if you are interested!

I will also need an active co-GM because I'm a little busy with school at the moment and I want to make sure this RP doesn't die.
I understand if you're all sick of me now...
I also had a science fiction idea that I've really been working hard on... Though if you're all still into this RP, I will continue it and go forth with the reboot as well as appointing a co-GM. I'm sorry I'm so horrible at this.
Wait... I think I know the problem... if... if I tried again... would anyone join me?

I will appoint a co-GM so that it HAS to progress.
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