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Recently returned from an extended period of. . . not being here, I guess? Looking to start some stories, so gimme a message if you've got ideas you think I might like!
3 yrs ago
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Recently returned from an extended period of. . . not being here, I guess? Looking to start some stories, so gimme a message if you've got ideas you think I might like!
@Jangel13 I was waiting until you were done to comment. But if you want I can say a couple things now.
A) I wouldn't mind if you fixed up the grammar and formatting a little bit just to make it more organized and easy to read. But it's a first draft so don't worry too much about it.
B) Warlocks aren't human XD They're the rare happenings of a successful union between a demon and a human type being - usually a half fey, half human female. These unions aren't normally conceptual either. You could probably work that into his backstory too.
C) Can you organize the likes and dislikes into a list? I can only see two likes and one dislike in there.
Hey, how's it hanging? I seem to be a bit late to the arty but I hope you're getting on well so far :) If you have any role playing need you can thow me a message any time
A certain famous [unnamed] band has taken the world by storm and are known for their hypnotic music and ability to please almost anyone with their music - even though they play mostly metal and rock XD. They aren't exactly what you would call normal, or human and each of them has a specific talent they use when they combat the forces of Darkness. Unless traditional Hunters, this group formed a band and decided that while doing something they loved they would destroy the monsters with their music. The story starts after the previous bassist of the band 'left' for unknown reasons and the three remaining members go back to their home town and essentially kidnap a girl to be their bassist.
The band consists of four members, three male and one female, each with their own gifts. Here they are.
[b][/u]Crow - Lead Guitar - Lead Vocals - Warlock[/u][/b] Dark hair and light eyed, this young man is a Warlock, half human and half demon with a strong affinity for magic. He's the leader of the band and often does the face-to-face encounters. He's the primary source of magic channeling in the band when they play. His real name is yet unknown, as is his parentage.
Alder - Rhythm Guitar - Lycanthrope - Secondary Vocals The oldest member of the band he's reached his late twenties with his own battle scars and drive to find the young woman Crow is looking for. He's strong, possessive and easily angered; the muscle of the group and sometimes has a few issues controlling his shift - especially when angry or excited.
Felix - Drummer - Prophet This one was born completely human and ordinary, if one classifies his ability to see the future as ordinary. He's best friends with Crow and more of the silent type than anything. He can also see and talk to the dead. Crow is currently teaching him how to raise the dead.
Vivian Hawk - Bassist - Secondary Vocals - Siren/Human Halfbreed [CLAIMED] The soon-to-be member of the band and recent kidnapping victim - regardless of how much she actually likes this - is a first year collage student and upcoming author. She is completely unaware of her heritage - her mother died when she was young and her father never told her - and doesn't know that magic is real.
I'm only looking for three other players, though more can be taken if there's plenty of excess interest. Additional roles can be thought up as well. Most bad guys and monsters will be NPC's for the majority of the story. I am however, aware that people are not fans of predetermined characters; though, if one looks closely there is a simple outline of what is expected so as to have some sort of variation. If you feel the need to ask a question about them, then simply ask yourself and make a character application. All character outlines are up for possible negotiation, and tweeking though it's largely left up to you, my fellow player, to truely bring this character to life.
Quote about or by the character Appearance Name
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Within the confines of the castle upon the mountain cliff, as the afternoon sun hid behind the light clouds after the night's rain, the Dark Lord himself and his trusted Seven gathered around a large table to speak of their plans. One, wished for them to find support in the human population of Ellyria though they all knew that it was the humans hatred of the inhuman that had begun the conflict. Another was silent, speaking only within the safe confines of his masters mind while the others breathed their opinions, some loud and others soft. They were not humans as it was, and few of them cared to be humane to end the means of this long war. A few of them had been alive since it's very start, others born long after, but few remembered what it was like to be at peace and none knew the feeling of acceptance from humans. A map was spread out over the large table, held to the corners by knives since the wood itself was old and had been used for roughly a hundred years to hold this map in place. The positions of their armies were marked by small black skulls, with a red one marking the place where Jaquen currently stood, the ruins of a village that existed near the boarder three nights before. Sunlight filtered through the clouds through the windows to dance upon the floor, and the remainder of the room was lit with candles while a fire in the hearth kept the room warm while autumn and winter began to sneak up on them. It would be another long winter, and a place where humans would welcome all help. Perhaps the bow had a point after all, though one would sooner kill the boy than allow his master to entertain mortals.
LightKeep
A battle won was a small victory in a very long war, but with as few casualties as their had been the king felt proper to celebrate and raise the moral of those who sat within the capitol. The visiting nobles would feast and dance, enjoying life while the Kingsguard kept them safe and the princes continued to court and flirt with the young ladies of the court. The Princess would allow her father believe her helpless, though the few who knew would keep the secret of the fey-touched girl while staying at court, lest they befall an unforunate accident upon the road home from the capitol. The space outside overlooked the deep blue ocean where sunlight sparkled on the surface and the sun shone brilliantly in the sky. If one looked from the highest tower of LightKeep they would be able to see the clouds hanging still in the sky, far toward the mountains though one would only be able to see the peeks if they looked closely. It was a long march from here to the boarder, and further still to the place where great evil rested and few dared to make the journey, much less as many times as Ser Jaime has.
Love Dove