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The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

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The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

Utopia

A short time ago, about two weeks, the lot of you passed the initiation into the resistance. After you'd finished and passed the tests you were sent home with a few instructions. The short version being, "Go about your life as normal. Within the next four weeks you will be approached with a new set of instructions. Follow them.".

You have each received instructions too meet today on a rooftop close to the surface railway. You were given times, dates and the place. That is all. Presently, you're on your way there. It's regular cityscape and rooftops. On top of the actual building there's a squat brick wall on the roof, tracing the perimeter. There's a small glass sunlight in the center that spies on a bedroom in use, with bedsheets as tousled as it's sole occupants hair. One side of the square rooftop is taken up by a taller building, ventilation huddled at its base. No other features adorn this wall.

Simon Corkill

The ground under Simons feet was struggling to keep up as he tried to make it to the meeting spot in time. He'd had a lot of work to do back at HQ, and lost track of the time. He took the rooftops directly, to save on time. Of course, he'd be tired as shit when he got there, but that was his problem.

He stuttered to a stop. The layered edge of this building came sooner than expected. He wipes the sweat off his brow. The distance was a bit of a stretch...

The sound of rubber soled shoes against gravel filled his ears. He pushed himself into the air with as much force as he could muster, and the sore footsteps become the howling of wind in his ear. His legs miss the edge of the building, but collide with the side. Before he falls directly downwards, his hands grasp the brick that is the edge of the building. He kicks, pulls, and he's up and off in one swift movement.

The drop to the arranged meeting spot was much higher than expected, too. He got cut up palms and felt the roll bite his hip a little, but they were just scrapes. He takes out his Nokia, and ensures he was on time. He was five minutes late, although it seemed the others were as well. He sits on top of the air vents, back slouched against the wall he had just fallen from, and takes in the indifferent blue sky.

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Banned because trebuchet

The World of Telduria [Always open for applications]

Hey, this looks interesting! I'd like to ask a few questions before I join, though.

I have a character in mind with a slightly unorthodox magic system, would I be able to use it, or is there a specific way magic works here?

This'd be my first advanced roleplay here, would you be able to tolerate my quite possibly shitty writing?

Do I have to read all IC before joining?

Would you be okay if I don't do my first post for a few weeks, as I have a large event to prepare for.

I think that's all. I'll let y'all know if I have more questions

Hikari Academy

Posted! Although you all probably got the notif anyway.

Hikari Academy

Ceiran Strivelyn

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And with his suggestion, Circe transformed into a hummingbird and just flew away. This made him wonder if she will always be this much of a pain to work with, especially for Roland. Something about how she took off into what was potentially her death without so much as a glance in Roland's direction planted a seed of doubt in him, even if he wasn't conscious of it yet. He balled up the muesli bar wrapper, shoved it into his bag, and pulled his wand out of the purpose sewn pocket on the inside of his jacket.

Ceiran turned to face Roland as he spoke up about how team captain was only a symbolic role. He raised an eyebrow, and said, "Sorry, it was just a suggestion. Didn't mean for her to just take off without asking anybody. What's your plan now?". He was about to say something along the lines of "You can't exactly lead the team of problem students", but thought the better of it. It's something Roland would've considered in the past.

But a thought wandered into his head, and changed his outlook on the mission quite significantly. What if the so-called monster was really just a group of people? "So, Roland. What if this isn't a monster at all? We could be dealing with humans here. Or humans who have tamed a monster. I don't have an extensive knowledge of monsters, but from what I know, they wouldn't bother painting the windows black.". He pointed at the blotted windows to illustrate his point. "Plus, I don't see why large monsters would be stealing stuff. It would just attack everyone and take it after they'd left. I bet it's either small, or some humans. Maybe...", his train of thought trailed off vocally, but his thoughts were still screaming past in his head.

The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

Good question! Honestly, I don't mind about the specifics, but it has to be at least a paragraph and feature your character. If you're out of ideas, try these ones!

• Day in the life of
• Fond/disturbing childhood memory
• How they found out about the Resistance
• A significant life event
• A scuffle with the law
• Monologue
• Meeting with friends

Of course, you aren't limited to these. Write about whatever, it just has to feature your character.

The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities --- Casual "Fuck the System" roleplay. High Energy Parkour and/or chases!

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OOC is up! Get started on those character sheets, we start when we have 4 characters approved. Going to sleep now though, so there may or not be delays if you manage to get

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Oh yeah... Join the Discord. There will be much banter and merrymaking. discord.gg/rKhMDDQ

The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

Reserving this for my character. Feel free to reserve your own character spots. WIP sheets here, then edit them. Ping me when they're done.

Simon Corkill

Name: Simon Corkill
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Height: 6'
Build: Tall and lanky. Deceptively strong, but mainly due to him looking weak than him being strong.
Style: Whatever is least restrictive. Usually this means loose fitting clothes. He has a thing for baggy tracksuit pants, and you don't often see him without a beanie.
Hair, face, markings: He has black hair, and grey-blue eyes. No noticeable scars, but he has cuts and bruises all over his shins (if you ever see them).

Concept: One of three leaders of the resistance. He lives to keep having fun, and keep the Resistance going.
Disposition: He's usually friendly, but is prone to bouts of annoyance.
Fears: Redundancy, Routine, and Betrayal
Morals: "Anything is allowed if it's for the cause". Of course, the cause is whatever he believes.
History:

History!!

Simon was born to an Irish family in Utopia well before the laws came through. He always had an affinity for dangerous activities. The one that stuck with him was the one that he had the most difficulty in learning: Parkour. He had to learn from his limited internet, stuntmen in movies, and trying things out for himself. It paid off, however. He's currently one of the best Traceurs in England.

He went on to earn a living by teaching it professionally, and did quite well for himself. He was hit hard by the new laws, though. It was deemed to be endangering the populace by teaching them to disobey authority and engage in acts that could kill them. Of course, Simon took issue with this. Enough to ignore the laws and just move his teaching 'underground'. He taught in small classes of 2 at a time. He formed a bond with one class in particular based on their shared distaste for the new levels of security. When he felt they were ready, he went exploring the 'locked' parts of the city with them.

They found an abandoned underground train station, which lay on an abandoned train line. Judging from the state of it, it was built a considerable time ago and just forgotten about. They met up there on the regular, making it their hideout. This was the catalysing event for the formation of the Resistance, and ever since it has just grown.

Sample Post:

Simon's Sample

The old canal had been dammed up, and served as a foot highway from the north to the west of Utopia. Well, for him at least. Not many others liked to use it. He had a package to deliver, which wasn't new but it was a bit strange. He'd been running for half an hour, but he wasn't tired quite yet. Cardio is a beautiful thing to train. That and legs. He never skipped leg day, because leg day was every day. He was letting his thoughts wander when he felt his old, indestructible Nokia buzzing. He'd left his dummy on a ledge near a cafe, making it appear that he's eating there.

When he answered the phone he heard Rose's voice come over the line. "Simon? You're in the field now, yeah?", She asked.

"Yeah, man. What do you want?"

"I had a runner leave a cash drop near Canterbury Avenue. He had to ditch the money quickly. It's under the bin outside of number... 20. In an old drink bottle.

"You want me to grab it, yeah?"

"I thought that was fairly obvious"

"I'm on my way. Gotta make good time though, see ya round." Simon said, his tone indicating the end of the conversation. He hung up, and continued to run.

It almost took too fucking long, but he made it there. The package was small, jar shaped. Why a jar was so important beat him, and he couldn't deny how curious he was. It was wrapped in paper though, so any attempt to spy the contents would lose him business in the future. The person who took it just reached through the ajar door and took it. No words or anything. Fine. He began to make my way to the money drop.

He was four blocks away from the drop when he almost ran into a police patrol. They knew him by sight, and while they wouldn't have grounds to arrest him, they would surely perform every check they could legally perform, of which were a lot. He ducked down an alley, and up a wall. He followed the wall around to the roof above the drop, and went down onto his belly, commando crawling up the slanted tile roof. Thank fuck it wasn't raining.

The patrol's dog must've smelled the cash or something, because it went mad as it passed the bin. Obviously, this caused the officers to check under it, and find the goddamn money. It looked like they found something else, but Simon was too far away to see what it was.

He slid his hand into his pocket for his phone to consult Rose on their next move...

Skills:

• Parkour: 3 (Speed)
• Teaching: 1 (Will)
• City Layout Knowledge: 2 (Perception)

Stats:

• Reflexes: 1
• Speed: 2
• Strength: 0
• Endurance: 1
• Perception: 0
• Will: 0

Resources:No current formal job, but still 'earns' money through the Resistance. He has two phones, one old Nokia which he actually uses, and then the smartphone he only uses for a dummy. He lives at the abandoned train station HQ, and needs no transport other than his legs
Connections:

• Rosalin Pasos. Another founder of the Rebellion, and typically does the 'financial' work. Meaning she steals the money.
• Alexander Wun. Another founder of the Rebellion. He typically does the brunt of the organisational work
• Fiona Corkill. Simon's sister. She works at a record label.

Theme Song: Doused by DIIV
Misc. Info: (favourite book? What kind of food do they like? How is their pet doing?)

The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

Utopia. It's not meant to be ironic, is it? Well, it is anyway.

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Twelve years ago, following several 'tragic' events, the city had a major crackdown on security. Citizens were forced to walk or drive certain routes, lockout and curfew laws were passed, and all citizens were required to carry cards that pinpoint their location. This is only the more extreme stuff, too. Increased amounts of street cameras. Streets that send out electric shocks. It crossed the line. We had no privacy as citizens.

With this came resistance, but the apathetic authority of the government won out over the stubborn citizenry. Over time, some began to accept it, and some just left. Sheep and cowards. We stayed. And if you hadn't already guessed, we were dissatisfied. At first we were just roaming where we could, amazed at how much empty city space there was. We found so many magical places. Places so full of emptiness we felt like intruders. I mean, we were. But these areas... they got us feeling desolate. An old rubbish bag. A twisted bone. Faces carved into the walls, staring at us with infinitely judging eyes. We made them ours, though taking things that belong to themselves is difficult. We're on the rise now. We've gathered over fifty followers, which is a good deal more than three. Everything we were we still are, just more of it. It's great.

What we do exactly? We run raids, thefts, propaganda, sabotage, anything that'll make it easier for us citizens to reclaim some control. You want in?

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Summary

Hello players! Welcome to Utopia. The most oppressive city on Earth! You had the inkling that something was going on under the surface, and recently you were proved right. There's a rebellion going on under everybody's noses, sabotaging, stealing, vandalising. They occupy the empty parts of the city: Abandoned warehouses, Old train stations, unused rooftops, forgotten construction sites, and the like. How you found out about them is up to you.

IC will start when I get 4 characters approved and in the tab, not counting mine. Try describing your recruitment in your first post if you can't think of something. I'll do the first IC post to kick things off.

Rules

Posting will be once a week, if at all possible. If you can't post because of RL stuff, there is seriously no pressure, but letting me know would be highly appreciated. Takes three minutes. Less if you're on the Discord.

No godmoding, Mary Sue/Gary Stu

GM has final say. I trust y'all to be reasonable with each other if I'm not around.

Pass characters through me first

Make sure you don't auto perform significant actions. Doing regular things is all good, but when the stakes are high, I'll resolve it.

Wait for everybody in your group to post before posting again. Share the spotlight, and allow others to have input.

The rest of the stuff you see around. Site rules apply, fade to black, etc. I'm fine with graphic violence, but it should ideally add something other than itself to the story.

Finally... Disobey the in-game rules. Not these ones, please. I'm going to be a dick if you disobey these, and I might remove you. Maybe.

Character Information

This is the Character Sheet. I was going to change it, but it actually works pretty well.

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Name: (well ain't this a difficult field to fill out)
Age: (17 - 40. PM for exceptions. If it's interesting, I'll accept)
Sex: (not how many times they've had sex.)
Height: (In whichever system you prefer. Keep it reasonable)
Build: (Short description will do)
Style: (Fashion)
Hair, face, markings: (Any strange visible quirks. Scars, tats, piercings etc.)

Concept: (3 sentences max to build the rest of your character around.)
Disposition: (A few words to describe your character's... well... disposition.)
Fears: (Yep. I'll play with these.)
Morals: (Strongly preferred, but if nothing comes to mind, don't worry too much.)
History: (Just a few paragraphs is fine. Don't feel afraid to stray from what's obvious in the post.)
Sample Post: (To make sure you're committed. I'd really prefer it if people didn't drop out halfway through.)
Skills: (6 skill points. Assign them to whatever you want, and you can go up to 3 points in a skill.)
Stats: (4 stat points. I have Reflexes, Speed, Strength, Endurance, Perception, and Will. You can double up to 2.)
Resources: (Income, places to stay, transport, shit like this.)
Connections: (Name, occupation, and relationship to a few NPCs. They will be brought in later.)

Theme Song: (because who doesn't love choosing a theme for their char? Not required.)
Misc. Info: (favourite book? What kind of food do they like? How is their pet doing?)

STATS: -1 is actively bad, 0 is average , 1 is well trained, and 2 is highly trained. You may not go higher than 2. Taking a negative gives you an extra point to spend. By default you have 4 points.

Each stat has a 'twin', as you may have noticed. It's a simple, yet somewhat elegant system for determining interactions. They don't modify die rolls or anything, but help me judge how effective your significant actions are.

You may 'Call' a stat, which you can only do once every two posts/rounds of the post cycle. Doing this will increase your chance of success by a significant margin, especially if you have more than 1 in a stat.

• Reflexes determines how good you'll be at resisting things via speed. Also determines acting speed in combat/racing
• Speed determines how good you'll be at influencing things via quickness. Also determines how fast you move... obviously
• Endurance determines how good you'll be at resisting things via power. Also determines how long you can run/fight etc for
• Strength determines how good you'll be at influencing things via power. Also determines how much you can carry and how hard you hit in melee
• Will determines how good you'll be at resisting things via the mind. Also determines productivity, resistance under stress, and memory
• Perception determines how good you'll be at influencing things via the mind. Also determines persuasion

SKILLS: 0 is untrained, 1 is hobbyist level, 2 is professional level, 3 is 'doctorate' level. You have 6 points to spend, and cannot take negatives. This is because I don't like the idea of people doing shit like taking a -1 in "Moving toes individually". What the shit.

Players will come up with skills, as you can probably think of a much wider variety than I could, especially as tired as I am. Skills will be a make them up style. When you make them assign them an attribute that makes sense. If nothing really fits, ask me and I'll deal with it.

Miscellaneous

Extra laws of note:

• Curfew from 10 pm to 4 am. Strict enforcement. Punishable by Heavy fine
• Lockout from 9:30 pm to 5 pm. BAC may not exceed 0.080. Punishable by loss of bar license and heavy fine.
• Citizens must take one of three routes to and from their chosen location. This is determined by an app you must install to access basic city functions, such as public transport. The app also tracks you, but this isn't public information. Punishable by an informational class on the danger of deviance.
• Citizens may not speak out against law enforcement or current city laws. Punishable by an informational class on the danger of deviance.
• Just imagine now, but more strict for the rest. More police patrols, too. Significantly more.

As a tidbit of info, I will be posting as both the world and in character. My posts will be split in two, one half describing the world and the outcomes of your significant actions, and the other half will be as my character.

I'm certain I've left stuff out, and will continue to do so! Please ask me any questions over at the Discord, as its easier for me to reply there. discord.gg/rKhMDDQ