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Name of RP: Countdown Synopsis: Every three years a group of men abducts a school bus full of teenagers and forces them to play the most ultimate game of their lives. It is a battle to the death where only one is allowed to be crowned victor and set free. It is that time again and this years group is in for a whole new world of hurt and terror. There will be traps, betrayal, murder, possibly suicide(?), fights beyond compare, and the possibility of more than one winner? Who thinks they have what it takes to survive? Genre: { Suspense ✖ Horror ✖ Action ✖ Adventure ✖ Survival ✖ Puzzle ✖ Mature ✖ Advanced } Link: ✖ OOC Link: ✖ Activity: No longer accepting applicants. Other: Once the roleplay is posted, no more applications will be accepted. Created by: HYUGE It seems I forgot to do one for Renewal, best get that up there as well. Name of RP: Renewal: A House ☾of Night Roleplay Synopsis: Merry meet, fledgling. Welcome to a new life, a new world, and a new you. Welcome to the Salt Lake House of Night! This might seem like a scary time, Fledgling, but never fear! As you start your journey through the ancient halls of the House of Night, these indispensable classes will aid you in your transition from human to fledgling. Within these walls you will find invaluable information about the history of vampyres. You will also come to a better understanding of your body’s transformation, as well as read words of hope from great vampyres of the past and learn essential foundations of rituals and lore. Now, Fledgling, learn on. A new life awaits you; your path to that magickal future begins here! Genre: School ☾ Fantasy Link: ☾ OOC Link: ☾ Activity: CLOSED Created by: HYUGE & CSTAR
I'm Hyuge! Resident Badass and all around awesome person who needs modesty. If you need any graphics done -- sigs, avvies, etc. -- feel free to stop by my Shoppe. You will also find me in the Roleplay Arena and Writer's Nook. I keep all my work in one little organized corner of the Nook and I'm a devoted member and spokesperson for the Arena. If you have any Q's or see something of interest, lemme know! ;]
DT and Midnight have already been on the poll. The list is on the OP.
@TheWorldThatNeverWas Added to the list!
Main Thread { Suspense ✖ Horror ✖ Action ✖ Adventure ✖ Survival ✖ Puzzle ✖ Mature ✖ Advanced } ❰ Fifteen years, five cities, 150 victims, and no leads. The agency has developed a detailed profile regarding them, but they continue to evade us. They have a three year cooling off period and now it's year eighteen. Any day now, a group of high school students will go missing somewhere in the United States and begin the worst game of their life. These men are sadistic - psychopaths. They derive pleasure from torturing teenagers like it is a game. Given the nature of these deaths and how long they've been at it, we believe they must have started in their early twenties. They would be in their mid - to - late thirties by now. The Unsubs are male and physically fit -- they would need to be in order to come off intimidating enough to subdue this many able - bodied teens. They are armed and dangerous. After evaluating the profile further, we have come to believe that this will not stop unless we catch them. They are organized and will find new, younger followers to take over for them. This way, they may enjoy the game even after they are unable to continue running it. ❱ ❰ Sir, we've just received word that it's happening. A bus went missing one hour ago on route to school. They're hitting Detroit this time. ❱ ✖ This roleplay is inspired by: The Hunger Games, Gamer, Death Race, this one episode from Season 8 of Criminal Minds, Battle Royale, and the Hide - n - Seek event in Cupid's Brew. ✖ This is meant to be a fast - paced RTS [ Real Time Strategy ] based roleplay. That being said, just because it will move quickly and not last for long, doesn't mean it will be lacking detail. ✖ This is an Advanced Roleplay. ✖ Minimum 3 paragraph requirement ✖ Thought and effort required for each post ✖ Smaller posts are only permitted on the basis that a timed event occurs or you are really having a hard time figuring out what to write.✖ There will be counters. ✖ There are two types of counters, time based and post based. ✖ Time based means you have a certain amount of time to post before the counter reaches zero. ✖ The most typical outcome of reaching zero is some sort of major event. ✖ You want to stop the counter from reaching zero.✖ Post based means that one or several people need to post a certain number of times before the counter reaches zero. ✖ The most typical outcome of reaching zero is death. ✖ You do not want to be the person that didn't get a chance to post.✖ There is no limit on characters, but once the roleplay is started, no more participants will be allowed to join which means no more characters may be created. ✖ Think hard about how many you want. ✖ You must post at least every four days. ✖ There will be no warnings. ✖ If you get three strikes or if you exceed the 4 day posting requirement, your characters will just be killed off. ✖ It is crucial to talk to me if you are going to be gone for any period of time. ✖ I am willing to make exceptions for people that have notified me or have a legitimate serious excuse for being gone. ✖ For every day after the fourth that you don't post, one more character will be killed off until you either post or all of your characters are gone.✖ There are no second chances. ✖ I am tired of giving second chances to people that don't deserve them, it just hurts the people that do.✖ You are out of the roleplay once all of your characters are dead. ✖ You will not be able to make more [ yes I am repeating this, I hope that means you get it by now ]. ✖ Your characters will die. ✖ Only one or two characters may survive. ✖ No Godmodding or Power Playing. ✖ Deaths, fights, severity of injuries will be determined by me through either a coin flip or an RNG ✖ I am the neutral third - party that will keep everything fair. ✖ My characters are obviously not meant to win, just progress the story. ✖ There is no end of day. ✖ Characters are still required to sleep. ✖ You will be notified based on the Random Number Generator as to when you have to send a character to bed. ✖ Their length of sleep will depend first on the current situation, and second on a RNG. ✖ It will usually range between 4 - 8 posts. ✖ They will never know what time of day it is given that they are below ground.✖ Depending on the number of sign up sheets, the characters will start out in either two, three, or four groups. The groups are meant to be a way for the characters to bond and make relationships before they all start dying off, which won't take long. ✖ Everything important I have to say pertaining to the roleplay will be posted in the OOC for everyone to see and so that there is a record of it. ✖ No one will be able to dispute that they never saw it. ✖ Everyone else is required to post anything important they have to say, there as well.✖ Occasionally there will be `announcements' posted in the thread. These are usually just a few short words or a sentence that tells one or several characters what they need to be doing at that moment. ✖ If not everyone is online at the time, then there will be a link to it in the OOC Thread✖ All characters should have a familiarity with the other characters. They all go to the same school and were picked up on the same field trip bus. ✖ They do not have to be close. ✖ Some characters should have established friendships [ alliances ] and/or people they dislike [ rivals ]. ✖ It is not required to make these familiarities prior to the roleplay starting. You can just introduce your character as someone else's friend in your first post and vice versa. ✖ This should NOT cause problems or be an excuse to take out your issues on an actual member in a controlled setting. If I see flaming you will be out.✖ Do not hotlink to Zerochan! ✖ This is a very long list for a reason. Be sure you're reading everything prior to signing up. ✖ I reserve the right to add or subtract to this list as I see fit. A notification will be made if done so. 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It - All ✖ Judgey ✖ Superiority Complex ✖ Quiet ✖ Group: 4 ✖ Kills: ✖ ✖ Name: Matthew Grey ✖Age: 18 ✖ Appearance: ✖ ✖ Special Skill: Running ✖ Basketball ✖ Biggest Fear: Losing his sister ✖Personality: Lazy ✖ Fatigued ✖ Gamer ✖ Loner ✖ Protective ✖ Group: 3 ✖ Kills: ✖ ✖ Name: Simon Fraire ✖ Age: Eighteen ✖ Appearance: >O< ✖ Special Skill:Extensive movie buff, Problem solving, ✖ Biggest Fear: Death ✖ Personality: Laid back, Pessimistic, Realist ✖ Group: 1 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Kaied Hale ✖ Age: 17 ✖ Appearance: {x} ✖ Special Skill: Improvisation, Versatility, Careful Listener ✖ Biggest Fear: Becoming Blind ✖ Personality: Careful, Quiet, Considering ✖ Group: 2 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Allen White ✖ Age: 16 ✖ Appearance: {x} ✖ Special Skill: Good Memory, Good with Puzzles ✖ Biggest Fear: Amnesia ✖ Personality: Kind, Compassionate ✖ Group: 1 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name:Leon Hardy ✖ Age: 18 ✖ Appearance:{x} ✖ Special Skill: Durable, Some fighting knowledge, Quick on his feet ✖ Biggest Fear: Losing ✖ Personality: Reckless, Determined, Headstrong ✖ Group: 4 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Lucas White ✖ Age: 17 ✖ Appearance: {x} ✖ Special Skill: Is good with technology, Note taking ✖ Biggest Fear: Being trapped in a extremely loud room ✖ Personality: Protective, Cautious, Worrisome ✖ Group: 1 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Aeron Rivers ✖Age: 17 ✖ Appearance: Ω ✖ Special Skill: Agile, able to remain calm and cool headed, observative, ✖ Biggest Fear: to die without changing anything ✖Personality: Silent, Serious, Determined ✖ Group: 2 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Dominik Black ✖Age: 15 ✖ Appearance: Ω ✖ Special Skill: Dismantling and resembling things, great with tools, quick learner ✖ Biggest Fear: To stop moving ✖Personality: Curious, subdued ✖ Group: 3 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Derron Howard ✖Age: 18 ✖ Appearance: Ω ✖ Special Skill: Physically strong, Brawling skills ✖ Biggest Fear: Death ✖Personality: Rash, abrasive, harsh ✖ Group: 2 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Nolan H. Valentine ✖ Age: 18 ✖ Appearance: ♆ ✖ Special Skill: Planning ► Observation ► Hunting ✖ Biggest Fear: Being stabbed in the back ✖ Personality: Laconic ► Courteous ► Amiable ✖ Group: 4 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Lester McQueen ✖ Age: 17 ✖ Appearance: ♅ ✖ Special Skill: Parkour ► Contortionist ✖ Biggest Fear: Getting crushed under a rock ✖ Personality: Reserved ► Cynical ► Blunt ✖ Group: 1 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Casey Roth ✖ Age: 16 ✖ Appearance: ❣ ✖ Special Skill: Being resourceful, arts and crafts, baking (especially deserts - specialty: cakes and decor) ✖ Biggest Fear: Macabre/Gore, being completely empty handed/running out of resources ✖ Personality: sweet but straight forward, timid, creative, persevering ✖ Group: 1 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Anthony Crest ✖ Age: 18 ✖ Appearance: ✷ ✖ Special Skill: Agile with good upper body strength (tennis varsity), Quick learner ✖ Biggest Fear: Open water (especially bodies of water where you can't see what's under) ✖ Personality: Observant, Analytical, Somewhat charming, Intelligent but not street smart ✖ Group: 2 ✖ Kills: ✖ Name: Jennifer Dunn (Goes by J.D.) ✖ Age: 18 ✖ Appearance: Photo from 1 year ago (Source) • At present Jenn is a little bit chubbier, his hair is longer, and his entire torso is covered in tattoos. (He has also quit smoking.) ✖ Special Skill: Excellent cardio & core strength, some fighting experience (MMA), reads people well ✖ Biggest Fear: Touching/being touched by women ✖ Personality: Just, kind, protective, sincere, moody, short-tempered, withdrawn, anxious ✖ Group: 2 ✖ Kills:
Main Thread { Suspense ✖ Horror ✖ Action ✖ Adventure ✖ Survival ✖ Puzzle ✖ Mature ✖ Advanced }
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What is this? How did you get here without my knowledge?? Are you ready to stop the charade? Can we move on now? I won't be held responsible for your actions!! Who is your secret site crush?? Your most favoritest member? What would you do for a Klondike Bar? Why not Alliance? Rin is not an option, so who do you swim Free! with? Which members would make up your Avengers team? Are you sick of my questions yet? Is it making you sick of me? Is this over? Are we done? Will you let it go? How long did it take my magic to make you fall under my spell? Why am I still asking questions? Why did you wanna be friends? What are you doing tonight? Are we going to drink? Will you bring the tequila?
if you guys haven't started yet, you can go ahead without me. skype is refusing to respond and let me even sign in.
I will second drew babu's nomination. Voting for @Beau
Llave I feel your pain. We had to get our cat put down last Thursday as well. It's kind of crazy that it was the same day, but yeah... We only had him for a couple months so it wasn't a super deep attachment, but I'm sad to see him gone. He had End - Stage Liver Disease and vet at the Humane Society figured that he was probably in the beginning phases of it when we adopted him at the end of December. I was at work when it happened, so I heard about it second hand which made it less painful for me than it did my boyfriend. I know he had a really hard time considering he was the one with him when they did it and he got all cuddly and decided he wanted to curl up in his lap with him while he filled out the paperwork and it just made it all the more painful for him. I hope you're doing a bit better now that you've had a week to try and let it sink it. We've gone through a lot of pets in the last couple years and it never gets easier when one of them dies. ;{[
Since things have calmed down a bit, I'd just thought I'd pop my head in quick and see if there has been any sort of news on the counter for the RPA. I know you were waiting to hear back about it.
In your settings, you should be able to disable the emotes so that they won't interfere with your posts. Anyway, I'm Hyuge! Resident Badass and all around awesome person who needs modesty. If you need any graphics done -- sigs, avvies, etc. -- feel free to stop by my Shoppe. You will also find me in the Roleplay Arena and Writer's Nook. I keep all my work in one little organized corner of the Nook and I'm a devoted member and spokesperson for the Arena. If you have any Q's or see something of interest, lemme know! ;]
... though we let him run the Introductory Hall. Reevaluations must be made! Anyway, I'm Hyuge! Resident Badass and all around awesome person totally not modest or anything. If you need any graphics done -- sigs, avvies, etc. -- feel free to stop by my Shoppe. You will also find me in the Roleplay Arena and Writer's Nook. I keep all my work in one little organized corner of the Nook and I'm a devoted member and spokesperson for the Arena. If you have any Q's or see something of interest, lemme know! ;]
ℬeauty is a ℬeast.
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It took a long time for Min to calm her mother down after the others left. It was exhausting really. She tried to talk to her about what happened, but her mom had a one - track mind and she was not having any of it. Instead, Min went back to her computer after awhile and filled the others in on the events. It was strange. She looked at the large bulletin board on her wall with various articles about mythical creatures being spotted around the world pinned to it. Could she become the subject of one of those articles tagged her bedroom wall? That was the dream, right? She made herself dinner later and ate in her bedroom, giving her mother space. Min spent a lot of time looking up everything she could on the things happening around the world. She didn't even realize how late it had gotten. When she finally checked the clock it was well after her bedtime. She had school in the morning and now it would be difficult to get up for it. Min closed out of her browsers and switched into some pajamas for bed. ----- Mali refused to sleep now the the place stunk with more angels. One had come to check on them and she just glowered at the man. It would be easy to slip out past the sick sleeping man and the others that were asleep, but she didn't know how many were awake and in good health. They might not all be so lenient to let her live so she sat grudgingly in the chair with her arms crossed.
Caius was rather quiet. Sometimes she honestly wondered what he might be thinking. The child usually kept his thoughts hidden. What did come out of his mouth, surprised her. "....How's Mali? Where is she?" he asked her. Lu sighed. She could lie to him, but if he did decide to come with her, then it wouldn't take long for him to realize it and push away from her. The truth would be the easiest way -- part of the truth, that was. "Right now, Mali's with Soren's father." "How is she doing? Is she alright?" Caius said with a ting of concern in his voice. She smiled and pat him on the shoulder. "She's a little banged up, but she's fine. Soren and Anna's father is taking very good care of her." Caius was a bit surprised, but he calmly closed his eyes and let out a relieved sigh before looking over to the side. "Um... You told me you needed my help... but you didn't say what you needed from me..." Temeluchas nodded once. "Well I need to put a stop to the fighting. In order to get Mali back safely and make sure we can win so that the five of you stay well protected, I need your help in the battle. I'll be there and Alistair too, so you won't be alone. The demons and the other angels are making things harder on us than it needs to be." There was only silence as Caius sat there and after a while Caius stood up and reached into the bag hanging over his shoulder. Calmly he pulled out a wrapped box and placed it on a nearby table. Pulling out a small card he wrote Cal's name upon it and placed it on top of the box before turning to face Temeluchas "Alright then..." Caius said. Lu got to her feet, glancing over at the box. How sweet. She pulled Caius into her arms and held him close. Things went well. "I'm proud of you Caius." she said as they were enveloped in mist.
The child seemed wary of her and Lu wondered what the other Nephilim were saying about her now that she was gone. She had always been relatively nice to Caius. Plus, she wasn't even the one to drag them all back. "H-help? What for? Why would you need my help?" She smiled at him and took a step forward, conscious of the fact that he had put some distance between them. "You have a special set of gifts that the others don't. You're strong in a way that you do not even realize. There's a lot of fighting going on and with your help, it could end quickly." Temeluchas gave him a look of desperation and pointed out the door. "If you did it, it would help keep the others safe." And for good measure, "It would help keep Calamitosum safe and I know how you want that more than anything else. I've seen how hard you've tried for that girl. Mali's told me a lot of it too. You want to protect her, don't you?" Lu took a seat in one of the chairs and motioned for Caius to join her. She had no intent to hurt him. She created them for a reason. "Caius, are you aware of the difference between you and the others?" She hadn't told any of the children this, but they must have figured out something was up by now. "My blood runs through all the veins of the Nephilim, except yours. Their fathers received part of my blood, which is what gives Soren, Anna, Cal, and Mali the ability to control the Hellfire. You don't have that, but it's not a bad thing. Instead, you have demon blood due to your own father's experiments. I'm sure you at least know that last part by now, what with the horns and everything. You're a unique species -- product of human blood, angel blood, and demon blood. No one ever sees something like that. It makes you more powerful than the others, which is why only you can help me."
⟦ WEARING † OOC † MOOD ⟧ ⟦ Day: 77 † Location: Home † Interaction: Sal ⟧ The tan guy seemed to think about the whole proof concept. Was it that foreign? ⌠Well, I don't know how to prove that you yourself are an angel, the only proof being,⌡ he pulled out a broken compass and showed it giving off a massive reaction towards her, ⌠this only reacts and points to fallen angels who haven't already been awakened and are wandering the world by themselves. It's the only way we were able to find you, but I realize that's easily dismissible evidence.⌡ No kidding. Anyone could rig a compass to point at someone and say that it was meant to find them. ⌠Now, when it comes to angels in general, we all have our own unique skill - set, with a few abilities being across all angels, and the voice of the angel your hosting normally finds some way to speak to you.⌡ Speak with her? No one had ever tried to speak with her, so they were either wrong or she was defective. He then pulled out a wand and threw it up, only to catch it, and repeat tossing it in the air. ⌠In addition, we all have our own weapon that takes the appearance of a wand but,⌡ as he tossed it, the wand shifted between a sword, a shield, a small ax, and back to a wand. No way! Min gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. It was a trick, some sort of illusion. This man must have been a skilled magician was all. ⌠It can easily shift between differing weapons and even certain accessories if they are within the right shape. Now, I have no idea what your power as Remiel, Angel of Thunder, is specifically, but my own power is control over the wind. That's why I can do this.⌡ He had stopped throwing the wand at this point, and instead the wand just sort of began juggling itself. ⌠So, has this provided any substantial proof or would you like me to demonstrate further?⌡ Her eyes were so focused on the craziness that was the floating wand that she didn't hear her mother walk in. It wasn't until the sound of glass shattering on the floor occured that she realized they weren't alone. Min turned in her chair to see her mom wide - eyed and stumbling back. She had been holding a cup and dropped it at the sight of a floating instrument. ⌠Wǒ de shàngdì! Shénme yàng de wū shù shì shénme? Zhè shì bù zìrán!1⌡ Min rose to her feet and hurried to her mother's side, mindful of the glass. ⌠Māmā!2⌡ She grabbed her by the arm and started to shake her. ⌠Zhènzuò qǐlái! Māmā, āi. Māmā! Zhèxiē rén shuō, tāmen shì mǒu zhǒng duòluò tiānshǐ, ér wǒ hěn xǐhuan tāmen. Tā biǎoxiàn chū tā de lìliàng - 3⌡ ⌠Quánlì?4⌡ Her mother's dark eyes landed on her and a slew of indecent Chinese words regarding dark omens, devil worship, and the occult persisted. Min looked back and forth between her mad mother and the group in the living room and she gave them a helpless shrug. ⌠I think it's time for you to leave.⌡ she urged them desperately. The only way to calm her mother down at this point would be for the sight of the large group to disappear. She didn't handle things like this well. 1My god! What kind of sorcery is this? This is unnatural! 2Mom! 3Snap out of it! Mom, hey. Mom! These people say they are some sort of fallen angel and that I'm like them. He was showing his powers -- 4Powers?!
Lu sent a wall of mist at one of the damned hellhounds that actually thought it stood a chance against her. Mammon wasn't even bothering to come down and fight her like a real birdman. He just flew in circles above, constantly keeping watch. He was obviously relaying everything going on back to Lucifer. Engaging in battle was probably against orders. Did he think that she would so easily be killed off like this? He was a fool if he did. Her golden eyes moved to the doors of the church. Mali never returned, though she was not worried. The Nephilim child was more than capable of holding her own. Though, Lu felt it might have been about time to bring the other child -- the one that was so easily swayed by affection. She smirked widely and looked to Alistair with a determined grin. "You stay here. I'll be back shortly." She waved and was engulfed in smoke. It cleared and she walked down the hall whistling cheerfully. Things were going well. "Where might this child be?" Mist shot forward and seemed to mark a trail. It bypassed the bedroom and pointed directly towards the Operating Room. Interesting. Lu walked in to see the boy standing there. She composed her face to look more caring and rested a hand on his shoulder. "Caius, Pet, I need your help with something. You'll help me, won't you?" She never directly did anything to him that would warrant any sort of negative reaction from him, but if he refused, there was always a trick or two up her sleeve.
