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Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

_{"From these depths are all hearts born. Even yours."
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Introduction

For centuries, the bottom of the Abyss has been shrouded in mystery, fear, and superstition. Built on the ancient bones of the once fledgling start of man, the Abyss is said to house the strangest and most vile creatures. Long has legend passed of its murky depths to the unknown, when now the darkness below serves as a prison for beings small and large who dare to commit heinous crimes against man. Ages passed, the great kingdom of man expanded, and soon it was the continent of Altfare that saw host to reside above the Abyss’ deep cages of imprisonment.

Even now the people go about their days in the light, happy and ignorant, as they waged their blood wars amongst each other. But the Abyss has waited in patience, welcoming those cast down and locked up to damnation with soothing arms only the darkness can provide. There is no law, no jurisdiction in the Abyss. None are innocent, but all seek a way to escape, be it by power, schemes, or debauchery. Long have the denizens in the deep depths plotted, and long have they lived.

Their long exile would not go unanswered. Something is stirring on the surface. A great power or perhaps war has shaken the very earth above the Abyss. Less and less prisoners are brought in and whatever guards dared to safeguard these ports of hellish intent have all but fled or been disposed of. The prisons are opening. The inmates are escaping. And the nightmares are festering back to the surface in a strange new world rocked by the Catastrophe. Revenge is infectious.

All those cursed for eternity within the Abyss seek nothing less than to conquer the world above. Factions are forming, allies, cutthroat as they may be, are gathering, and the promise of becoming Alfare’s new overlord is enough to entice and seduce those who’ve suffered far enough. To what ends will revenge and hatred for the kingdom of man carry? To what shall be conquered before they reach the top? Questions abound in the coming days but one indistinguishable truth is known both to the Abyss and to the hapless victims above.

It’s a long climb up from the deep, dark depths.

Setting

A great Catastrophe has struck the land of Altfare, leaving in its wake chaos and destruction among the proud domain of humans. Out of sight and sound lays the Abyss, the great prison said to hold beasts and monsters who would finer feast on the flesh of their captors; or worse. Unbeknownst to the world of man, the prisons of the Abyss are shattering one by one in the Catastrophe’s wake. The time to escape and enact revenge is now, for none could be more perfect for your onslaught of despair above the surface.

Within the RP, players will be in control of such foul nightmares as they journey from the depths of the Abyss to the top and reach the land of Altfare. There are many trials to overcome, monsters to face, and legions to take command over as the very Abyss itself becomes your grounds for conquering. These depths attract all sorts of personalities, but all share the simple hatred of those who imprisoned them, and it is this darkness that drives them toward the surface.

As each segment of the Abyss falls to your gathering forces, your number will grow into a new force, a singular faction based upon the human concept of guilds in mockery; one unseen by the world waiting to be unleashed. Will you breech the surface ready to take what is rightfully yours? Or are you destined to be slain as you stand, body and soul cast back into the Abyss that desires to claim you again? Whatever may befall you, whatever faction you build in your rise to power, there is no doubt only mayhem lies in your presence.

You are the monsters who go bump in the night.

TL:DR: It's basically Overlord+Fire Emblem.

Characters

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• Appearance: Self-explanatory. As ex-prisoners to the Abyss, you are monsters that come in all shapes and forms. You may have a true appearance and a casual one if you intend to disguise yourself in interaction among humans.
• Title: Self-explanatory. What title do the humans use as they curse and fear you?
• True Name: Self-explanatory. What name do you reveal only to your closest associates and allies?
• Age: Self-explanatory. The Abyss has remained for eons and so too has some of its inhabits.
• Species: Only monsters are cast into the pits of the Abyss; the range of which to be is endless, but the rule is no humans for obvious reasons.
• Weapons: What weaponry adorns your form? What do you use to strike your enemies?
• Species Traits: As different species reside within the Abyss, so too do they have special powers inherited only by their species. Two each are allowed to each player for now.
• Special Abilities: Magic has existed in the world just as long as the Abyss. If you've learned the arcane arts over the years, then this is where to make it known. One brand of magic is allowed to each player for now with two special abilities to them if you so choose.
• Inventory: Any items that's aren't mentioned prior you may be carrying. They may come in handy at any time.
• Background: A quick summary of your character thus far. Why were they imprisoned in the Abyss? What drives them towards revenge? What plans do they have for future conquering? These are points that should be addressed in your background.
• Other: Optional. Anything else not mentioned above that you may wish to add goes here.

CS Skeleton Code

[b][color=0072bc]• Appearance:[/color][/b] Self-explanatory. As ex-prisoners to the Abyss, you are monsters that come in all shapes and forms. You may have a true appearance and a casual one if you intend to disguise yourself in interaction among humans.
[b][color=0072bc]• Title:[/color][/b] Self-explanatory. What title do the humans use as they curse and fear you?
[b][color=0072bc]• True Name:[/color][/b] Self-explanatory. What name do you reveal only to your closest associates and allies?
[b][color=0072bc]• Age:[/color][/b] Self-explanatory. The Abyss has remained for eons and so too has some of its inhabits.
[b][color=0072bc]• Species:[/color][/b] Only monsters are cast into the pits of the Abyss; the range of which to be is endless, but the rule is no humans for obvious reasons.
[b][color=0072bc]• Weapons:[/color][/b] What weaponry adorns your form? What do you use to strike your enemies?
[b][color=0072bc]• Species Traits:[/color][/b] As different species reside within the Abyss, so too do they have special powers inherited only by their species. Two each are allowed to each player for now.
[b][color=0072bc]• Special Abilities:[/color][/b] Magic has existed in the world just as long as the Abyss. If you've learned the arcane arts over the years, then this is where to make it known. One brand of magic is allowed to each player for now with two special abilities to them if you so choose.
[b][color=0072bc]• Inventory:[/color][/b] Any items that's aren't mentioned prior you may be carrying. They may come in handy at any time.
[b][color=0072bc]• Background:[/color][/b] A quick summary of your character thus far. Why were they imprisoned in the Abyss? What drives them towards revenge? What plans do they have for future conquering? These are points that should be addressed in your background.
[b][color=0072bc]• Other:[/color][/b] Optional. Anything else not mentioned above that you may wish to add goes here.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Well, so long as you're fine. There's not too an immediate rush to post, @Darkmoon Angel.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Still with us, @Darkmoon Angel?

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Tomoko raised an arm up as the winds worked against her. Her coat flapped in place and papers scattered around from Yeshua’s initial spook; but soon enough, it all died down as the bird-like GMG realized the only harm that would befall her here were the disgruntled complaints of employees that had to clean her mess. Though it wasn’t like she paid any notice anyway, apprehension immediately replaced with excitement that was enough to bubble over the entire ship. Some of the employees stiffened at her jump for joy on the floor window, unsure if a GMG’s personal gravity was different enough to shatter the glass completely.

“Pssh, we’re not aliens. If anything, I should be asking you that question,” Tomoko chuckled to the Seika in her arms once the wind settled. “This is just years of planning, hard work, and maybe some illicit funding at play. Nothing alien about us-oof!” Now it was Yeshua’s turn to barrel her, sending the blonde straight to the ground with two GMG atop her. Thankfully Eris didn’t try the same stunt lest she be fully crushed.

“Well, I’d hope you wouldn’t have heard about a group like this! The point is to be secret after all,” Tomoko huffed under Seika, scrambling to get up. “Like I said, HART’s aim is to integrate GMGs into human society, at least until the world’s ready to be diplomatic first and shoot later. We provide the safety while you provide the cooperation.” Before she could elaborate on that, the entire station suddenly dimmed to red lights and an alarm went off. HART’s employees immediately halted what they were doing to scramble into position.

“Now’s as good a time as any to explain in further detail.” Tomoko picked herself up and dusted her coat off. By now night fell over the city and the low buzz of evening life lit up the world. But one more “light” flickered in the other side of the city, opposite of Yeshua’s earlier slip-up. “Someone bring up the screen please,” Tomoko commanded before an image flickered in front of them for all to see. A goop-like creature that glowed similar to the ocean’s deep-water creatures was sluggishly making her way out of the waters and into the mainland.

“Codename Goomie. Perfect. As I was saying, in exchange for protection and integration, we’d like to count on your assistance in safely helping your sisters. That means, we’ll be relying on you to go down there and…well, talk some sense into her, so to speak,” said Tomoko. She looked at all three of the GMGs, knowing it wouldn’t be long before the MFF reacted in kind. Indeed, even now, both Utena and Akari would be given warning updates and commands to return to their stations and prepare for the nighttime battle.

“I also have some questions for you, Yeshua. We’d like to know why you transformed earlier today.” A pause. “It wasn’t by choice, was it? Nevermind that, we’ll have plenty of time to get to know each other once this is done. Can we count on you to help us?”

Tower of Fable

Kanbaru’s bike bled its rage out into the night sky, having launched itself into the open air thanks to the ice ramp. The weight upon it lessened when one by one its occupants ditched the mad ride for the safety of the ground. With each of them gaining leverage back on solid ground in their own ways, Kanbaru’s ice ramp made to settle upon the bike, keeping it still before it could touch the ground. But its anger was still prevalent, never stopping, never ending. Even if it couldn’t reach the ground, the bike’s wheels screeched in place, sending a mist of steam rising to the air.

Heat and friction slowly made way in melting Kanbaru’s ice, sending large chunks of it falling towards Itsuko and her group. Only when the sirens came closer did the bike end its maddened rampage. Just as the cops arrived, the bike burst away in a flash of light before shooting towards Kanbaru’s chest. A moment more and the Corpse Collector card ejected from her and back to her pocket in a similar vein of light. “Woah, that was pretty cool!” Itsuko said.

She temporarily let go of Akiko and her group to bounce over to Kanbaru now. “That bike you got there? That’s totally the coolest thing I’ve seen in this city! How’d you make it do all those stunts and tricks without getting smashed?” She distinctively remembered the new group riding on the walls at some point before nearly taking their heads off. Before she could press on with more questions though, the cops caught up to them, parking in front of the alleyway’s entrance to block off any and all escape.

A familiar shine that lit up the night came from above, idly blinding them for a few moments before Iona descended like a wrathful angel. The disapproving glare on her face told them she was exactly that. “Oh no. Who invited the killjoy,” Itsuko groaned. The candy shop visit looked to be postponed for now no thanks to the Vassal. “Psst! You uh, didn’t do anything to piss her off, did you?” Itsuko asked Kanbaru, the two foxes and…was that a bug crawling in Kanbaru’s hair? Itsuko instinctively made to whack it off before it could go in the bluenette’s ear.

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Tower of Fable

Kanbaru’s motorcycle roared louder under the threat as well as her fists pummeling into it. By illogical means, the bike sped even faster, swiveling like a demon possessed between cars and passersby alike. It shook and cut corners with hard banks and deathly curves, eager to throw its occupants off or, in the best scenario, murder them outright in a grisly crash. So fast and rampant was the bike’s unhandled manner that it was doing circles around the major streets of the city now. Iona wouldn’t have lost its trail far when the roaring was nonstop.

Indeed, the angel might have even caught a glimpse of them as they sped past. The bike seemed hellbent in tearing off its riders one by one or all at once; whatever was faster. Naturally, it was enough to cause a disturbance and more of the police cars from before started popping up, each one handled by a robotic driver. The bike didn’t care however, skirting past the larger roads and now entering the alleyways. Defying gravity and all sense, it bucked to the side violently.

The mark of burning tires left a streaking trail of black as the bike scaled the alleyway walls, driving without gravity and still eager to toss Kanbaru away. At this point, the roaring buzzed in all ears and it was coming closer and closer to Itsuko’s group. The blonde looked around before seeing the harsh flash of motorbike headlights coming at them from a scaled wall. “Woah, look out!” she told the others as Kanbaru’s bike flung itself directly at Akiko, Takara, and Caprice. Candy would unfortunately have to wait when the only meal here was asphalt.

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Malevolence from Beyond

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Something was wrong, strange even, but that was the norm for Mana. Circumstances never really aligned her with the others, and it was no real surprise to see nothing had changed aside from one strange night terror. But this sensation wasn’t borne out of social cues or in-breed awkwardness. There was a heavy, almost pressing presence in the air that permeated wherever Mana stepped, and she was slowly being convinced it was only her who’d paid notice to it.

It was a low buzz during the journey to school and slowly persisted all throughout her morning classes. Always, however, was it there, just beyond the corner of her eye and the margin of her gaze. Without having many people close to her to speak to, it meant Mana had most of the morning to hypothesis just what was going on herself in her own thoughts. More than likely, she was probably just getting sick with the flu; or whatever else kind of bug passed through.

Her theory didn’t hold much water when the sensation spiked during lunch. When at first, she was convinced the sensation by her own delirium and lack of sleep, now she was certain it came externally. That was because one of her peers brought a sense of nausea whenever she looked at her; indeed, the stoic girl could feel her guts twisting whenever she laid sights on Saya Koizumi, as if something unnaturally wrong dormanted the other girl.

Naturally, curiosity was an ample key to solving the mystery, and a perfect reason to cut short her queasy stomach. That was why she followed Saya where she went for lunch, having decided not to eat lest she retch with more sights at Saya. The closer she got, the stronger the sensation became, and by the time she did “bump” into Saya, it was with a hand clenched to her gut. “…”

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Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Tomoko nodded along, still smiling as the three girls rightfully had their doubts and even defended themselves. “Ah, but you are. You are GMGs, hiding in plain sight. No one could have ever guessed you could turn into such cute forms~” The subtle pitch in wind did not go unnoticed by the blonde and she nodded once again, though more to herself than to any of the others. “You’re definitely Terrokeat. And the data descriptions label you as…Dancer? Devil? No, no, it was Diva!” Tomoko said, looking at Seika.

“Not sure about you. You must be a new one.” A final glance was given to Eris now before she huddled closer to the three girls. “Hey, hey, relax. I’m not working for the MFF or anything like that. Frankly, their shoot first and ask later mentality really cramps my style. But I know how confusing this must be for you, so let’s talk over at that café I promised yah, kay?” Shifting in place, Tomoko tapped the ground a few times with her boot before the three of them disappeared.

Whether anyone saw wasn’t her concern, though it would explain why she made sure to speak to the three monsters out of public sight. In any case, all four girls were standing in the streets one moment and in the next, their environment was completely new. The sound of busy bodies and people moving and talking among themselves revealed a massive control center. None of them really batted an eye at the newcomers or the fact they’d just been whisked into the middle of activity.

The ground beneath them was clear like glass and revealed the gray blots of clouds that covered the sky. If they looked closely, they could see the tiny dot of a street they were standing on a moment ago. “Welcome to the proud and only flagship of the Human Anti-Radical Team! Better known as HART,” Tomoko said, finally letting the three go and swerving an arm dramatically. “No need to fear, GMGs. For we are here! To better your lives and the lives of the humans of our world!”

Naturally, it might have been too much to take in. But at the very least, none of the people were training guns on them and if Tomoko’s earlier sentiments about the MFF were serious, this was probably illegal activity. “We’ve got you covered about a living space, Yeshua. You’ve just been beamed up by the SS Silencia, safe from airfare and any pesky MFF that can try to find us,” Tomoko said with a thumbs up.

Tower of Fable

In similar manners to others in the Tower, Lin and Elijah were whisked away suddenly, though not by malicious winds. By choice or chance, they were deposited back in Cait’s bar for safekeeping, though that only meant lesser numbers for the two divided groups in the new floor. Of course, Itsuko would know nothing of this. “Technically, yeah. I think. You can really do whatever since that’s a crime in itself,” Itsuko answered with a puff of pride at Caprice. “So long as you-woah, hey calm down kid!” The blonde nearly lurched backwards under Takara’s glomp.

Though in hindsight, it was less of a glomp and more of a yank once Takara grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to the group of….strangely older girls accompanying him. Hand in hand now, Itsuko blinked at the new link she was a part of. “Anyway, if you’re transfer students, then I can sure show you how we do things here in the big city! The cops aren’t usually strictlers but you know, it’s close enough to the Umbral Games. No one wants to be accused of cheating before the actual cheating!” She tugged once on Takara’s hand, spying his other was held by Caprice.

“Not that I’m one to press, but it is kind of weird seeing you tog around a toddler with you….unless, gasp! You’re totally doing a crime right now, before anyone else! I bet you kidnapped this kid, didn’t you!” There was too much excitement in Itsuko’s voice to be considered normal but thankfully the sentiments died down when something else caught her attention. It would have caught all four of them off guard as a harsh roaring reverberated throughout the streets, reaching even the furthest corners of the alleyways. “What was…?”

The roaring sounded mechanical and hideous, like a beltering beast in the darkness. And it was coming from Kanbaru’s bike. Out of her hands and out of her control, the motorcycle suddenly roared to life on its own, uncaring of its driver or the passengers. Snarling, its wheels kicked up whatever remained of the ice bridge, sending splinters of frost and steam in the air. The bike roared past Iona now in the opposite direction Kanbaru drove it, streaking down the city road as if fueled by incomprehensible malice that hounded these streets.

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Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

With the rampage of Terrorkeat coming and passing, the normalcy of life in Central City ebbed back into its natural flow. It wasn’t long before the sun dipped down and cast an orange glow over the city, or what was left of it. It was the dying lights of a fading afternoon that illuminated the streets and the gathering of not one, but three GMGs in disguise. The likes of Yeshua, Eris, and Seika were located as such so as not to be a major block in the road. But even without attracting attention, they still caught the one of one who sought them out.

“Actually, I heard the café’s closed for tonight. Something about repairs from the last GMG attack,” said a newcomer who overheard their conversation. With the city plates rearranging back into place, the three girls were on level ground once more. Unfortunately, it was in the middle of the street and near the debris of the last building destroyed in the attack. The new girl wasn’t phased by this however, yet she had some light concern in her gaze watching over the three.

“You know, this place is gonna be crowed with PR soon. Or those engineer types who get to work rebuilding the…er, building. Point is the place is gonna be overrun. Not the best hanging out spot for some high school students,” the girl said. She paused before realizing she missed out on the obvious. “Oh! Sorry, name’s Tomoko. I run around these parts, so GMG attacks are kind of common for me; common enough to know how the process goes.”

Tomoko strode on over to the nearest one, that being Yeshua. Without asking, she casually wrapped an arm over her shoulder as if they were long lost friends. With a hand, she beckoned the other two closer in a group huddle. “Soooo, we should head on over to this new place I’ve heard about. I hear it’s a great drinking well for, uh…your type. You know. The GMG type.” Before either girl could respond, she raised her hands up innocently. “Hey, I’m a friend to you guys…er, girls, trust me...Yeshua Sands, Eris Tomaki, and Hourai Seika.”