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Lost History: Lineage




History, a topic that can either interest someone or bore them to death. A subject that spans an immersive length of human history and before it. But, if you try to deviate from what is accepted as history by scholars and archeologists. Then you are laughed at, and your theories are considered pseudoarchaeology.

But while some theories might just be false, like aliens building the Great Pyramids of Giza or Bigfoot. There are ideas, objects, and even places where accepted history cannot explain or try to deny that hint at something else. A hidden or forgotten past that most have barely scraped the surface.

There are those who do try to uncover this lost history of the world. But you have not heard of them, for they operate as secret societies. These secretive groups are dedicated to uncovering this lost history. However, what they do with this lost knowledge is what divides them. Some seek power, some seek knowledge, and some seek advancement.

However, one thing that has been discovered by all who seek this ancient past, are the Descendants. People whose ancestors come from this lost past and whose bloodlines give them a power that is separate from magic and have unlocked the use of it. Those who are Descendants are coveted by these secret societies for not only their power but also their bloodlines gives them an unexplained connection to relics from this forgotten era.

The secret society called the Order of the Ancients is one group that seeks to uncover the truth and its connection to Descendants. As the group was founded by a Descendant. The Order of the Ancients, with its resources and Descendants. Try to discover the lost past of humanity and learn more about the past and what it means to be a Descendant.

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. A max of two characters
5. Minimum of one paragraph
6. No time or mind control powers


Overview

Hello, and welcome to the rp. So, in this RP, you will be playing as a Descendant. A person whose bloodline dates to an unknown ancestor from the forgotten era of human history, and gives them powers and a connection to ancient relics. Your character will be a member of the Order of the Ancients, either a new member or already apart of the order. Which the rp will take the characters around the world and into ancient and forgotten places.

When it comes to your power, it can be anything but, time or mind control powers. Also it should be a hint to what your character's ancient ancestor is. While you can decide what the ancient ancestor is, I am still deciding if I should let people write it in their sheets or make it more of a mystery that only me and the player know until their ancient ancestor is revealed in the IC. Either way, your ancient ancestor can be anything. A powerful spirit, an elemental, a powerful mortal, a forgotten god. Just something or someone that would leave a mark on the ancient past in some way or would be important in the ancient past and had a power or ability that could be inherited.

Now, during the course of the rp, magical non-human races and beings will be encountered, and magic is a thing in the setting though underground, and said magic is rare in modern humans. Though character-wise the rp will be human only.

Also, I am debating letting people have side plots dealing with their ancient ancestors and would like to hear people's thoughts on it.

So that is the idea, and I am looking for a co-gm. If anyone wants the job, then either say something in the thread or send it to me by PMs.
I will get a cs out soon. Either tonight or tomorrow.
Andrés Moruga


As he sat there, Andrés heard a voice he had not heard in a long time. Turned to face her and saw a familiar face, "oh hey Cori." A smile appeared on his face, "it has been a while, yeah, and it is nice to see you. Things have been well for me." Andrés almost thought of saying something about recent events but decided against it since he did not want to spoil his greeting with Cordelia. It has been a long time since he saw her, and she looks good, as always. However, he did wonder how Jose was doing. Plus, he did not feel like talking about that right now, maybe later.

But then he remembered he was trying to get a drink and heard the barkeep talk about a menu. "Excuse me for a bit," he said as he turned to face the bartender and looked at the menu. For a moment, he thought about making up his mind. "I think I will go with the High Ball, please."

Whiskey, that is something he has not had in a bit, and Andrés was in a good mood, so why not. He is not a lightweight and can handle some alcohol. One drink should be fine, and so far, his day had been a good one.

Turning to face her again, Andrés continued. "So, how have things been going for you, Cori? Good, I hope?"

@Almalthia@Infinite Cosmos
Intan "Bomoh" Araki


"That sounds like a plan," Intan said to the troll. Having something to travel in will help in this city, and so they do not have to walk everywhere. Lisbon is a big city, after all.

Now Intan was looking around when Tenno asked him a question. "A brothel? I suppose we could go there to find some information about the gangs. Not my choice of getting information, but it is a source." He sounding a bit uncomfortable which is strange for a shadowrunner. "So why not since I got no ideas right now. Though the Johnson did not say if the district was a red-light district or not. So I guess will find out."

Though as Intan said this, he noticed that Tenno had already started leaving and would catch up with him.


It would take some time to travel to the brothel with supposed ties to the Vultures. The two had to take a taxi, with Intan paying the fare. A brothel of mainly humans but with some metahumanity. As Tenno and Intan would find, the brothel would be in a district somewhat near the contested district, and it looked like a shady brothel one would find in a big city. Though a bit more on the style side, it looks a bit cleaner than one would expect. At least on the outside. It was called the Sliver Rose, with a large sliver rose symbol neon sign on the outside above it that was faded since it was still daytime. The Silver Rose was open with one satisfied human female customer coming out of it with a smile on her face.

@Letter Bee
Finally got a post out and I hope it is okay.
Deathstroke


It was a dark night at Gotham, and on a rooftop near Port Adams, a solitary figure was wearing black and orange armor. Silently watching the port with binoculars. It seemed to be a quiet and slow-going night at the port. "Are you sure about this Wintergreen?" Slade asked his friend over the radio.

"Positive, my intel suggests that Walsh has a contact in Port Adams, and he should be there tonight," spoke the Englishman. "Did you get the intel I sent you?"

"Yes," Slade not stopping his watch over the port. "I am looking for a man named Charles Graves, Port Adams supervisor, 5'11, brown hair, clean-shaven, blue eyes, forty years old. The depiction of that picture you sent me."

"Good, good, just find him and find out what he knows. How does the port look?"

"Quiet, besides a ship about to leave and lazy security. It should be an easy job getting in and out and finding the guy." Slade let out a small chuckle, "unless the bat shows up."

"Bat? What is that about?"

"It seems like there is a bat monster in Gotham right now, and unless it gets in my way, then I do not care." Besides, I should be able to take on a monster."

"Well, either way, be careful, and good luck, Slade."

"Thanks, and I will let you know what I find from Charles, over and out."

Turning off the comms piece in his helmet and with his talk with Wintergreen over, Slade put away his binoculars and slowly moved out of sight. Now it is showtime.

It did not take long for Slade to infiltrate the port, sticking to the shadows and using his physical talents to evade the lax security. It was child's play, really, he did not work up a sweat. It was a waste to be carrying his full gear but one thing that Slade does not like is not being prepared or caught off guard. One slip up, and he might be dead in his line of work and during his quest to find Walsh. Still, it seems too much for this night.

After dodging the guards and security cameras. He made his way to the central port building and found the door unlocked. Slade, before entering, could hear a conversation going on in the room and silently listened.

"Are you sure you do not want anything? I mean, it is late, and you are overworking yourself by being here this late." A younger voice spoke.

"No, I do not want anything, and I just want to make sure that sure that things go smoothly this night. Remember what happened last month?" An older voice spoke.

"I know, I know, Mr.Graves, I know," the younger voice spoke. "I should not be long and just try not to fall asleep, okay?"

The other voice did not say anything.

"Okay," that was all the younger voice said before leaving, and Slade could hear a door open and close.

Mr.Graves, it must be him, and at a good time, too. Slade thought and time to see what he knows.

So Slade quietly opened the door and closed it behind him. Then, he quickly ran over to Charles before he could react and placed him in a chokehold. Slade does not fool around, "Hello, Charles Graves, I have a question for you."

Charles tried to get out of the chokehold, but it was a futile effort as Slade had a tight hold over him. "Who... who are you? What do you mean you have questions about?" Sounding confused and startled.

"I am going to ask a simple question, where is William Walsh?"

"I do not know who you are talking about," sounding innocent.

"That we both know is a lie, so I will ask again, where is William Walsh?" Slade's hold getting tighter but Charles can still talk.

"Again, I do not know who you are talking about. I do not know a William Walsh."

"Wrong answer," and Slade would push Charles to the wall and hold him against the wall. Slade, using this position, was prepared to start breaking bones. "If you do not tell me what I want to know then bones will starting breaking, your choice. Tell me or suffer," Slade sounded menacing.

But, before Charles could reply, his phone started to ring, and Slade, while maintaining his hold on Charles, went into his pocket and answered the phone. For a minute, Slade listened before declining the call and tossing the phone away.

"Charles, what is heading to New York City?" Slade asked in a cold tone.

Charles's demeanor changed from a confused worker to something else. "I will never tell you. I do not know who you are, but you are making a mistake by coming for Walsh. He... we are apart of something bigger and you will not get in the way."

"Yet since Walsh is involved, I think I will, and you will tell me more. Everyone has a breaking point."

Charles simply chuckled, "good luck then, you will need it for coming after us." He chuckled some more before biting down on a tooth and quickly poisoning himself with cyanide.

Slade, noticing the foam coming out of Charles's mouth and slowly let go, and Charles's body fell to the ground dead. "Cyanide?" Slade wondered as he watched Charles's corpse. "This... this changes nothing, I will find Walsh, even if it means fighting whoever he works for.

So, with his target dead, Slade quickly left the port, making sure that no one knew he was there by the time Charles's body was found. Slade was long gone, and while he had questions. He was sure that he could find them in New York City and maybe Walsh himself, but no matter what. He will get his revenge on that man, no matter how long or hard it will be. No one crosses Deathstroke.
Star Wars: United Force




Emperor Palpatine is dead, and with his death aboard the second Death Star, and with the second Death Star's own destruction. The Galactic Empire has come to an end, and it fractured after the Battle of Endor. Forming the Imperial Remnant. The rebels, now the New Republic, have made progress in liberating the galaxy from imperial rule. Even the Jedi are recovering as Luke Skywalker sets up a Jedi Academy on Yavin 4. Creating and training a new Jedi Order.

But, as the galaxy watches and prepares for the contentions of the Galactic Civil War between the Imperial Remnant and the New Republic. There is a new threat lurking, unknown to the faction of the galaxy. A long forgotten and lost threat that, after being unleashed on the galaxy by cruel luck.

This new threat threatens all that live in the galaxy. Now, in order to save the galaxy, old and traditional enemies must work together to defeat this threat before it completes its plans, and if it is successful. Then, the end of the galaxy as they know it, and a new age will take its place.

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. A max of two characters
5. Minimum of one paragraph


Overview

Hello and welcome to the rp. In this rp would be playing as someone who has learned of this new threat and has now banded together to face this new threat and stop it before it is too late. This threat being bad enough that Jedi and Sith, New Republic and Imperial personnel must work together to stop this threat.

Now while I will be letting people play as either a Jedi or a dark sider, Imperial or New Republic person. I am willing to let play as other force organizations if they choose to. Like the Jensaarai or the Disciples of Twilight if you are aware of them. Since this threat is a major one, any help is welcome. Just keep in mind that when you make your character, remember to make someone who, despite possibly working with their enemy or someone they would not normally work with. Can still work with them in the name of a common enemy.

The year is 15 ABY, and the rp will start on the planet of

Stranded: Lost Island




Oceanic Flight 115 was supposed to land in Los Angeles five hours ago, and so far, no one has been able to contact the missing plane. Everything was going well up until mid-way into the flight when all contact was lost. This made officials worried, and search efforts were being discussed to discover the fate of the missing plane based on its last known position.

While the outside world is unaware of the fate of the missing plane and its passengers. The truth of the matter is that Oceanic Flight 115, after encountering a sudden storm and lightning striking the engines to the point of disabling them. This forced the plane to crash land on an unknown island.

Now, the survivors of Oceanic Flight 115 must work together to both survive and find a way off the island and return to civilization. But unknown to them, the island is more than what it seems and to return home. It will take more than any of them will imagine.

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. A max of two characters
5. Minimum of one paragraph


Overview

Hello and welcome to the rp. So in this rp, you will be playing as survivors who have survived their plane crashing on an unknown tropical island. The plane was traveling from Sydney, Australia, to Los Angeles, United States. With the plane disappearing around the midpoint of the trip and have crashed land on an unknown island.

Now

Allverse Academy




The Allverse, or it is less known as the Multiverse. It contains all that there has ever been. Every reality, every universe, every living thing, and at its heart is the Source. The First Universe, the First Reality and while it is still unknown what caused the creation of the Allverse. Something about the Source and the energy it radiates throughout the void that spawned the Allverse and connects to all other realities.

Ever since its discovery in 2355, by scientists Alan Micheals and Ran Ji-Hu. The humans of the Source under the Allverse Exploration Initiative would explore the void and discovered what would be called the prime realities, unique realities that have their own alternative realities tied to them and stand apart from other realities.

But, as people grew to realize how big the Allverse was. The more and more they realized how it would be impossible to map all of it and continuing on would be pointless. So, Allverse Exploration Initiative stopped all further exploration and chose to focus on the fifty-three prime realities that had been discovered. Focusing on exploring them in earnest.

But, as humanity started to explore the prime realities did the AEI realized how different these realities were to the Source. Since while some realities seem to have similar to the Source in terms of laws of reality or nature. Others have completely different ones and magic, a force that humans of the Source thought was a myth. It was alive and well in a number of these prime realities. Along with the gods in a number of prime realities being real and present and one thing that all had was that humans were in everyone.

Now, before the AEI actually makes official contact with any of these civilizations. They were greeted by a member of the Eternals. An otherworldly, mysterious species that is said to safeguard the Allverse. The member, who referred to herself as Amiu, told the AEI that they had been watching them since they discovered the Allverse and warned them about the dangers of interacting and interfering with the prime realities. For sure, knowledge of the Allverse is not something that should be given out freely and should not be revealed until there is no other choice.

So, heeding Amiu's warning, the AEI restricted travel to the fifty-three prime realities. However, the AEI did not have enough personnel to probably guard against this as back in the Source. The human government, the United Earth Council, was expanding its hold in the Milky Way galaxy. Causing resources to be split between expansion and defense of the UNC and the AEI.

While it is unknown what caused it, and many suspect an illegal Source human expedition, but one day, a great evil called by the Twisted One managed to escape its prime reality and started causing havoc across the Allverse. Seenmly growing in strength as it ravaged prime realities and when it came for the Source, both the UNC and the Eternal Guardians worked together to defeat the Twisted One before it could enter the Source.

Now, two truths came out after the defeat of the Twisted one. The

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. A max of two characters
5. Minimum of one paragraph


Overview



Allverse Terms


Prime Reality -

Kodran Kveldulfsson


Kodran stood near the back of the room, as he watched and listened to what the rest said. Keeping quiet and not making himself known. So, the order's scope is farther than they let on. Not only are the archdemons still a threat, but so are the rest of the sidereal magisters. Five uncounted darkspawn who are doing what knows what. While he was concerned like Cadmus about keeping this a secret from the rest of the wardens. Kodran hopes they had a good reason to hide this and more from the rest.

But, he can see the arduous task laid before them. While they have a general idea of where to find an archdemon, somewhere underground, where do they even start finding the five sidereal magisters? Only two have appeared in the history of the Blights, and they appeared fairly recently. Finding them will be the harder task, and he can only imagine what it will take to kill one of them if they are anything like Corypheus.

Still, they are Grey Wardens, and ending a Blight before it begins would undoubtedly save many lives and the cost by the Grey Wardens to do so.... Well, is sacrifice apart of the deal with being a Grey Warden. If the world can be spared from another Blight and healed from the Taint, then he is all for it. Even if that means his death.

Now Kodran figured that he should introduce himself after some of the others have. So he spoke up, "I am Kodran Kveldulfsson, and I am ready for this task." Despite how hard it would be but he is prepared and now only waits to see when this mission will start.
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