Title: Back Again For More!
Description: RL,shapeshifters,mutant,werewolf,&more!
Description: RL,shapeshifters,mutant,werewolf,&more!
macabremarionette - September 3, 2008 10:40 PM (GMT)
I'm back again for the umpteenth time. :] Every site I've been joining has either died, or no one's responding to my threads. Which angers me. -.- Buh anyway. On to the important stuff!
Genre: I'm not extremely picky this time around, really.These aren't all requirements that should be reached, just..things I wouldn't mind RPing.. Uhh..
Type(s) of Creature(s): Whatever fits into any of those categories. I don't care at all, just no..anthros I guess. Unique creatures are pretty amazing, too.
Preferred Rating: I don't really care, but I don't like places that flip out over a couple curse words. o__o Mature's a-okay with me.
Preferred Number of Members/Activity: I'd prefer places without an overwhelming member count, but I'm going to try and be.. less picky.
Preferred Time where RPG is set in: Modern or futuristic. A wee bit in the past is okay, but no medieval times, for my brain's incapable. xD~
Other Notes: Umm.. I'm gunna try to be not as picky as I was before. Just throw something by me, and if I like what's going on then I'll join. I guess I hate people with strictstrictstriiict rules and staff and stuff. I like laid back people who don't mind sarcasm and humor and rambling (haha, i incorporate all three into my daily life!) But yeah. Just.. send some ads my way. :]
OH, AND. I'm not eighteen, but I am capable of handling mature situations no matter what they are. So's. Yeah.
Genre: I'm not extremely picky this time around, really.These aren't all requirements that should be reached, just..things I wouldn't mind RPing.. Uhh..
- Alternate Universes (in other words, not earth), shapeshifting, real life whatevers, high school, boarding school, supernatural, LightvsDark, non- or loosely based off of's, magic school, werewolves, vampires, maybe animal if i find a place i'm interested in enough (big cats and wolf ONLY)... Just hit me with stuff.
Type(s) of Creature(s): Whatever fits into any of those categories. I don't care at all, just no..anthros I guess. Unique creatures are pretty amazing, too.
Preferred Rating: I don't really care, but I don't like places that flip out over a couple curse words. o__o Mature's a-okay with me.
Preferred Number of Members/Activity: I'd prefer places without an overwhelming member count, but I'm going to try and be.. less picky.
Preferred Time where RPG is set in: Modern or futuristic. A wee bit in the past is okay, but no medieval times, for my brain's incapable. xD~
Other Notes: Umm.. I'm gunna try to be not as picky as I was before. Just throw something by me, and if I like what's going on then I'll join. I guess I hate people with strictstrictstriiict rules and staff and stuff. I like laid back people who don't mind sarcasm and humor and rambling (haha, i incorporate all three into my daily life!) But yeah. Just.. send some ads my way. :]
OH, AND. I'm not eighteen, but I am capable of handling mature situations no matter what they are. So's. Yeah.
Tapestry - September 3, 2008 10:53 PM (GMT)
Well, I'd certainly say that HTM fits a goodly number of what you're asking for. :)
Description: It's 2008 and vampires and lycanthropes alike are legalized citizens of the United States, recognized as more than monsters and endowed with their own rights. But that doesn't mean everything is okay.
New Orleans is slowly but surely recovering from Hurricane Katrina. A city known for chaos, it is finally getting back on its feet thanks in part to its were community. But that isn't to say it's safe.
Hounding The Moon focuses on a city that's been controlled by shapeshifters for the better part of a century. Things change, though. Discrimination is never far, and with it the possibility of the day-to-day world coming down on you. The threat of a takeover looms on the horizon -- the vampires want their city back -- and out there in the swamps, someone is watching, and waiting.
Requirements: Hounding The Moon is an 18+ game which is focused predominantly between instant messaging (AIM) and message board role-play. The primary character influence in-game are currently lycanthropes (prone to change as the story progresses), but we are also looking for people to play the human variety as well: normal folks, animators, witches, psychics, RPIT officers, etc.
We are not currently accepting applications for vampires, but that will change once the game gets off its feet and the game-wide storyline progresses.
Site: houndingmoon.tehdarkangle.com
Forum: htm.tehdarkangle.com
Description: It's 2008 and vampires and lycanthropes alike are legalized citizens of the United States, recognized as more than monsters and endowed with their own rights. But that doesn't mean everything is okay.
New Orleans is slowly but surely recovering from Hurricane Katrina. A city known for chaos, it is finally getting back on its feet thanks in part to its were community. But that isn't to say it's safe.
Hounding The Moon focuses on a city that's been controlled by shapeshifters for the better part of a century. Things change, though. Discrimination is never far, and with it the possibility of the day-to-day world coming down on you. The threat of a takeover looms on the horizon -- the vampires want their city back -- and out there in the swamps, someone is watching, and waiting.
Requirements: Hounding The Moon is an 18+ game which is focused predominantly between instant messaging (AIM) and message board role-play. The primary character influence in-game are currently lycanthropes (prone to change as the story progresses), but we are also looking for people to play the human variety as well: normal folks, animators, witches, psychics, RPIT officers, etc.
We are not currently accepting applications for vampires, but that will change once the game gets off its feet and the game-wide storyline progresses.
Site: houndingmoon.tehdarkangle.com
Forum: htm.tehdarkangle.com
macabremarionette - September 3, 2008 11:06 PM (GMT)
There is no doubt in my mind that I'd love to join that site.
But!. I'm currently not 18. So that's the ooonly.. conflict with that one.. x:
But!. I'm currently not 18. So that's the ooonly.. conflict with that one.. x:
Scaramouche54 - September 3, 2008 11:34 PM (GMT)
At Boarding school...
...no one can hear you SCREAM
Owen Academy’s atmosphere used to be full of excitement, love, and harmony. Nowadays, however, it is infected with unease, tension, and hatred. When the school first opened, everything was fine. The girls took to singing or dancing while the boys took to band or drawing. Acting was unisex; no one really cared who went into that. Things continued in this manor for a while until one year, several new students came and crossed the unwritten gender boundaries of the school. The popular kids were furious and dubbed these new students “outcasts” because they cast themselves out of society freely.
The popular kids ignored these new students and made sure they knew they weren’t welcomed. For a while, the outcasts took this exile and put up with it all for the love of their art. There were some outcasts, however, that didn’t like this exile. They rebelled by attempting to date popular kids, socializing with them, and being all around rebellious. The popular kids were infuriated by this and retaliated.
They planned what was to be the ultimate prank. They would kidnap an outcast, tie them up, and leave them attached to a tree in the school court-yard. That would get the point across to the outcasts to leave the popular kids alone… or would it?
One of the popular kids involved in this prank took it to a whole new level. He started beating on the outcast- as they were tied to the tree- and ended up severely injuring her. She had several broken ribs, one of which punctured her lung, several deep cuts, and internal bleeding, all of which led up to her death overnight. The school’s dean found the body, still tied to the tree, the next morning and immediately expelled the students who pulled the prank and pressed charges against them.
Ten years later, it is almost the spring semester of 2008. Rumors of a ghost haunting the halls of the academic building flew around the institution like wildfire and sparked the interest of several students. they formed a group and called themselves The Silencers. As a group, they planned a ghost hunt of all of the academic buildings determined to find this ghost and put it to rest.
But the night they went on the hunt, a dark chilly night over winter holidays, something went wrong. No one knows what happened that night, only that it happened in the Acting Building. The students went in, ready to hunt this ghost, but never left. the building, as well as every other inch of the campus, was searched from top to bottom. Not a single trace that the students were ever there was found.
Police were notified and the school was forced to close down for the spring semester. Now, it is summer and the school has been allowed to open it's doors again to students with the promise that rules and policies will be stricter and security will be much heavier. Students are no longer allowed to be out alone at night, all buildings are required to have security guards at all times, and all student organizations must be heavily monitored by staff. There are lists and books on the new restrictions for the school.
The students hate it. They rebel at every possible moment. From practical jokes on teachers to simply outright breaking th rules, it seems the entire student body is banding together against one force: the rules. When students with some of the top creative ability in the country join forces, who knows what will happen. But what was that whisper from around the corner? Was it the legendary ghost, Isabella, waiting patiently for her next victim? Only she knows. Think you can handle it?
The popular kids ignored these new students and made sure they knew they weren’t welcomed. For a while, the outcasts took this exile and put up with it all for the love of their art. There were some outcasts, however, that didn’t like this exile. They rebelled by attempting to date popular kids, socializing with them, and being all around rebellious. The popular kids were infuriated by this and retaliated.
They planned what was to be the ultimate prank. They would kidnap an outcast, tie them up, and leave them attached to a tree in the school court-yard. That would get the point across to the outcasts to leave the popular kids alone… or would it?
One of the popular kids involved in this prank took it to a whole new level. He started beating on the outcast- as they were tied to the tree- and ended up severely injuring her. She had several broken ribs, one of which punctured her lung, several deep cuts, and internal bleeding, all of which led up to her death overnight. The school’s dean found the body, still tied to the tree, the next morning and immediately expelled the students who pulled the prank and pressed charges against them.
Ten years later, it is almost the spring semester of 2008. Rumors of a ghost haunting the halls of the academic building flew around the institution like wildfire and sparked the interest of several students. they formed a group and called themselves The Silencers. As a group, they planned a ghost hunt of all of the academic buildings determined to find this ghost and put it to rest.
But the night they went on the hunt, a dark chilly night over winter holidays, something went wrong. No one knows what happened that night, only that it happened in the Acting Building. The students went in, ready to hunt this ghost, but never left. the building, as well as every other inch of the campus, was searched from top to bottom. Not a single trace that the students were ever there was found.
Police were notified and the school was forced to close down for the spring semester. Now, it is summer and the school has been allowed to open it's doors again to students with the promise that rules and policies will be stricter and security will be much heavier. Students are no longer allowed to be out alone at night, all buildings are required to have security guards at all times, and all student organizations must be heavily monitored by staff. There are lists and books on the new restrictions for the school.
The students hate it. They rebel at every possible moment. From practical jokes on teachers to simply outright breaking th rules, it seems the entire student body is banding together against one force: the rules. When students with some of the top creative ability in the country join forces, who knows what will happen. But what was that whisper from around the corner? Was it the legendary ghost, Isabella, waiting patiently for her next victim? Only she knows. Think you can handle it?
ShadowAngel - September 4, 2008 12:10 AM (GMT)
It all began in 1692. There was so much death and destruction that families were torn apart, and neighbors became suspicious of each other. Many began to see the ruin humans could cause and fled the countries and cities of their youth in search of haven elsewhere. Some found their way to St. Anthony’s Island and the town of Little Salem.
Those who were considered mythical beings joined together for protection and survival and so began the Treaty of Three, a treaty designed to protect the humans as well as the vampires, the werewolves and the witches.
The rules were simple enough: no harm was to come to any human; no human should ever learn the existence of these groups; and no member of the treaty was to purposely hurt another member of the treaty. Any violation of these rules meant death for all those involved.
Well, strange humans with the hell-bent intention of making myths extinct have begun arriving on the island. A vampire belonging to the more peaceful of the bloodsuckers’ families has been murdered, and found alongside an innocent human. And the Treaty has been broken by the ‘child’ of one of its original creators.
A war has been brewing beneath the guise of peaceful efforts, and things are about to explode. You’re not going to want to miss the next boat to
T H E . I S L A N D . OF . F A L L E N . S A I N T S
Those who were considered mythical beings joined together for protection and survival and so began the Treaty of Three, a treaty designed to protect the humans as well as the vampires, the werewolves and the witches.
The rules were simple enough: no harm was to come to any human; no human should ever learn the existence of these groups; and no member of the treaty was to purposely hurt another member of the treaty. Any violation of these rules meant death for all those involved.
Well, strange humans with the hell-bent intention of making myths extinct have begun arriving on the island. A vampire belonging to the more peaceful of the bloodsuckers’ families has been murdered, and found alongside an innocent human. And the Treaty has been broken by the ‘child’ of one of its original creators.
A war has been brewing beneath the guise of peaceful efforts, and things are about to explode. You’re not going to want to miss the next boat to
T H E . I S L A N D . OF . F A L L E N . S A I N T S
zuca1988 - September 4, 2008 12:27 AM (GMT)
fame hides her head in the clouds. but being normal starts here
"" RULES | CANON LIST | FACE CLAIM | ADVERTISE | AFFILIATE ""
so lets say your a celebrity. your living the life nothing can go wrong you know it. but sometimes fame is to much especially if your a teenager you cant make your own mistakes with out the world reading about it the next day. now normal life is looking better and better every day. life in la is looking shittier and shittier as each morning comes and your face is in the papers. what if there was a school that promised normalcy where you can go to school with other celebrity teens and normal teens. where only the celebrities know about the schools secret and the normal kids are there for the schools arts program.
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so now you have four years to be normal get a part time job make friends that youll keep for the rest of your life although they dont know your really the guy they crushed on from the movie. or the girl they fell in love with. or for that matter who they wish they were. they have no idea what they wish to become is something your running away from and that you wish to have their life.
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even though your running from hollywood you still have to do premieres, make movies, put out records and interviews. right? or else hollywood would suspect something if 50 teen idols picked up and left right? so even though you've escaped your still pulled back in from time to time and when you go you remember why your in the crappy town in Indiana in the first place. stardom isnt all its cracked up to be.
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but how long can you stay hidden with out hollywood figuring out where your coming from or for that matter the normal students to figure out that your the guy they have the hots for. and run you out of the school? when you fall in love can you trust the girl to keep the secret? or will she blab to her best friend and the entire town know? would you take her to a premiere? give her a wig and protect her identity? so many questions that will be answered.
"" RULES | CANON LIST | FACE CLAIM | ADVERTISE | AFFILIATE ""
so lets say your a celebrity. your living the life nothing can go wrong you know it. but sometimes fame is to much especially if your a teenager you cant make your own mistakes with out the world reading about it the next day. now normal life is looking better and better every day. life in la is looking shittier and shittier as each morning comes and your face is in the papers. what if there was a school that promised normalcy where you can go to school with other celebrity teens and normal teens. where only the celebrities know about the schools secret and the normal kids are there for the schools arts program.
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so now you have four years to be normal get a part time job make friends that youll keep for the rest of your life although they dont know your really the guy they crushed on from the movie. or the girl they fell in love with. or for that matter who they wish they were. they have no idea what they wish to become is something your running away from and that you wish to have their life.
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even though your running from hollywood you still have to do premieres, make movies, put out records and interviews. right? or else hollywood would suspect something if 50 teen idols picked up and left right? so even though you've escaped your still pulled back in from time to time and when you go you remember why your in the crappy town in Indiana in the first place. stardom isnt all its cracked up to be.
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but how long can you stay hidden with out hollywood figuring out where your coming from or for that matter the normal students to figure out that your the guy they have the hots for. and run you out of the school? when you fall in love can you trust the girl to keep the secret? or will she blab to her best friend and the entire town know? would you take her to a premiere? give her a wig and protect her identity? so many questions that will be answered.
TheFatPoo - September 4, 2008 01:50 AM (GMT)
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Welcome to Noire Academy! Your new home for the next four years and learning grounds for the future! The school has been waiting patiently for your completion of middle school classes and is now ready to teach you the greatest of life's lessons. Here you'll learn your advanced English, maths, sciences, and magics in due time. Though first things first, we all must learn how to control our true sides and understand that eating humans is not one of the school's motto. We all must remember the Foundation of Coexistence begins with us monsters and that humans are to never know the truth of our existence! So if you are ready to give living among the mortals a chance sign up for classes soon! Welcoming Committee The academy's flyer's for upcoming courses were as nauseating as much as the school itself sounded. Though all good monsters know that the school was required for them to live in a world where humans were the rulers. Even if the arrangements were argued the rules are respected. That is, to some degree. Enter NOIRE ACADEMY; school to the next generation of monsters needing a diploma from classes and a certificate claiming they were safe enough to live in a world of humans. Students from all over the worlds have come to this one school in hopes of finding a way to coexist with each other while living in secret among each other to prepare themselves for the grander world. Some may feel that their place among the others species, much less humans, is greater than others they have only themselves to argue their points over. Fights and battles have been drawn amongst the students and faculty and only a few have the chance of making it through the full four years. Where will you stand on the last day of school? |
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| New Orleans, the playground to the freaks. They come here wearing their masks and dancing to the music while laughing and having fun. Carefree and without worries...man it's good being a human! But who says you have to be human to have fun? Vampires, shifters, and witches have been living among us for years, yet we never knew it. They wear the masks as well as we do and dance just as much we can. So it is no wonder that we never knew the truth. But there is something building that wants us to know, something drawing us into the darkness and finding light. A principle as old as time is taking effect and this time humans are no exception. Could we welcome something so dark into our own hearts or be consumed by the shadows? Either way, we don't have a choice. Especially not when the FREAKS COME OUT. |
Blue Bloods - September 4, 2008 01:52 AM (GMT)
You should check out BB :)
HOME | PLOT | ADVERTISE | APPLICATION | RULES
Deep in the heart of NYC, amongst the high-end shops and ritzy museums lies a secret hundreds of years in the making. The rich and powerful are not as they seem. In fact they are from an ancient lineage, that of the Blue Bloods.
They are vampires who's memories have been preserved through their past lives, making them extremely smart, strong, and lethal. They have more power than you can imagine... but something is hunting them. The Croatans, vampires that feed on others of their kind, hide in the shadows and for now it seems Blue Bloods no longer hold rank at the top of the food chain.
©2008, All Rights Reserved.
- Friendly • Our staff are welcoming and our members are just the coolest. You should come by the chat and meet us while you browse. ^.^
Active • We've been open since January and we're still kicking. Members come and go like every site, but we usually have around 15-30 people active weekly, if not daily.
Variety • We don't like the cookie cutter Mary Sues and John Does. Psychos, Drug Addicts, All around A-holes, Old, Young, Males, Females... diversity is king!
Navigate with Ease • We try to make the skin and set up easy to navigate and organized. Everything is updated weekly so you won't get confused, and if you still need help staff's always on call
Creative Freedom • While our overall board is rated PG-13, there is a mature threads forum where you can be free of censorship and write your heart out
Plot with depth • Our vampires aren't your average run of the mill characters. They are the fallen angels, cast out of heaven and sentenced to being reincarnated on earth as vampires. They live life cycles, but when they reach puberty they start to get the memories of their past lives and realize what they are with the help of The Committee, the vampire undergound of NYC.
Book you don't have to read • While we are based on the Blue Bloods novels by Melissa de la Cruz, you don't have to have read the books to get it. We give tons of information threads for you to get a good idea of the world our characters live in.
Multi-dimensional • While you can get into the vampire aspect of the board, you can also choose to be a human with no contact to the vampires at all. Rpers have done this quite well and had fun too. So this isn't just a site for vampire lovers.
HOME | PLOT | ADVERTISE | APPLICATION | RULES
Deep in the heart of NYC, amongst the high-end shops and ritzy museums lies a secret hundreds of years in the making. The rich and powerful are not as they seem. In fact they are from an ancient lineage, that of the Blue Bloods.
They are vampires who's memories have been preserved through their past lives, making them extremely smart, strong, and lethal. They have more power than you can imagine... but something is hunting them. The Croatans, vampires that feed on others of their kind, hide in the shadows and for now it seems Blue Bloods no longer hold rank at the top of the food chain.
©2008, All Rights Reserved.
Lei - September 4, 2008 02:48 AM (GMT)
Hmm... how do you feel about superheroes?
Age of Destiny takes place in an alternate universe where the US went to war with Russia, and where ordinarily people have gained incredible abilities and the fabric of reality itself is unraveling. We invite you to check us out.
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Board Name: Age of Destiny
Url: http://z4.invisionfree.com/Age_of_Destiny/
Theme: Cold War AU featuring superheroes and supervillains.
Description:
Welcome to a world where men in capes can fly.
Welcome to a world where the Cold War wasn’t cold.
Welcome to a world where the theories of a German Expatriate hold to power to destroy the fabric of reality itself.
The year is 2008.
Welcome to New Atlantis City.
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In the wake of the 1989 “M-Day” bombing, the world has been transformed. When a Russian missile destroyed New York City, it also tore holes in the fabric of reality and gave birth to a generation of meta-humans… a generation of potential super-heroes, composed of irradiated mutants, castaways from other worlds, and victims of both mad and terrifyingly sane science.
New technology is on the rise, as well as a whole new scope of possibilities. But also on the rise are crime, poverty, and corruption. The city of New Atlantis, once a haven for the lost, has turned into a grandiose slum, slowly tearing itself apart from the inside. Enter the masked revolution – a movement of vigilantism that has been sweeping the nation. Villains and Heroes have clamored from the dust of M-Day and the Dark Wednesday earthquake.
It is here for you to decide:
Will this be an age of chaos?
Or an Age of Destiny?
Age of Destiny takes place in an alternate universe where the US went to war with Russia, and where ordinarily people have gained incredible abilities and the fabric of reality itself is unraveling. We invite you to check us out.
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Board Name: Age of Destiny
Url: http://z4.invisionfree.com/Age_of_Destiny/
Theme: Cold War AU featuring superheroes and supervillains.
Description:
Welcome to a world where men in capes can fly.
Welcome to a world where the Cold War wasn’t cold.
Welcome to a world where the theories of a German Expatriate hold to power to destroy the fabric of reality itself.
The year is 2008.
Welcome to New Atlantis City.
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In the wake of the 1989 “M-Day” bombing, the world has been transformed. When a Russian missile destroyed New York City, it also tore holes in the fabric of reality and gave birth to a generation of meta-humans… a generation of potential super-heroes, composed of irradiated mutants, castaways from other worlds, and victims of both mad and terrifyingly sane science.
New technology is on the rise, as well as a whole new scope of possibilities. But also on the rise are crime, poverty, and corruption. The city of New Atlantis, once a haven for the lost, has turned into a grandiose slum, slowly tearing itself apart from the inside. Enter the masked revolution – a movement of vigilantism that has been sweeping the nation. Villains and Heroes have clamored from the dust of M-Day and the Dark Wednesday earthquake.
It is here for you to decide:
Will this be an age of chaos?
Or an Age of Destiny?
Lawman - September 4, 2008 03:42 AM (GMT)
I would like to invite you to Shin Hyakuji High School, an anything-goes, anime-themed high school RP. Going strong since 2004, Shin Hyakuji High School encompasses a wide spectrum of genres and accommodates different levels of role-playing skills; the community remains fairly active even during non-vacation periods, and we have helpful staff and a friendly community. Posting is done on an own time, own target basis - feel free to roleplay whenever you can, at your own pace.
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| Plot Overview is as follows: Hyakuji for much of its existence has been a sleepy town in Japan, dwarfed by both the major cities in the country like Tokyo and also even by regional cities, the largest of which Kaimu is far larger. Throughout it's history it has suffered both tragedy and success. The town's school has had a particularly eventful history. It originally started as a manor of the Hyakuji Family. When their servents rebelled the manor was burnt to the ground, killing the entire family. While the area around the manor grew into a town, the house itself continued to be left alone and run down. Eventually it was purchased by several wealthy investors and became a private school. The school flourished for several decades until it was burned to the ground in a mysterious fire that started in the library. More time passed and some said that the school was cursed, but the Japanese Government eventually stepped in and purchased the land at a cheap price setting up a high school. It decided to use extra funds to develop a school for students not only from the area, but also to attract students from all over the world who had developed special powers. Hiring rather unique teachers, it aimed to create a truly special place, unique in all the world. Matching this unique and global-apealling situation Hyakuji High School was set up apart from the traditional Japanese School System in several aspects. Hyakuji ended up being just that, each year growing more and more exciting than the next. |
To enroll, click below on my signature.
xolidja - September 4, 2008 04:06 AM (GMT)
Would be interested in a Boston-based band roleplay? It's still fairly new, so the more the merrier. <3
Once upon a time in the mid 90's there used to be one record company that ruled the scene in Boston. Jack Everett and Connor Wilson had spent years planning their label. The two friends wanted everything to be perfect. And everything was great. There was a little healthy competition between the bands but nothing terrible. It was great for a few years but then in 2001, the two founders of the company decided to split. Jack Everett stayed with the original company. After all, it was like his baby. However, Connor Wilson decided to create a new company with a fresh look. He started to build it up and create a name for Broken Mirrors Records. Now the two companies are one of the best known rivalries in the modern world. Broken Mirrors being the harder one, and Candy Kisses the less edgy one. The bands hate each other just as much as Connor and Jack do. Every performance is to out do each other. There's only room for one record label in this city, and its up to you and your band to make sure yours is the one who sticks it out.
Once upon a time in the mid 90's there used to be one record company that ruled the scene in Boston. Jack Everett and Connor Wilson had spent years planning their label. The two friends wanted everything to be perfect. And everything was great. There was a little healthy competition between the bands but nothing terrible. It was great for a few years but then in 2001, the two founders of the company decided to split. Jack Everett stayed with the original company. After all, it was like his baby. However, Connor Wilson decided to create a new company with a fresh look. He started to build it up and create a name for Broken Mirrors Records. Now the two companies are one of the best known rivalries in the modern world. Broken Mirrors being the harder one, and Candy Kisses the less edgy one. The bands hate each other just as much as Connor and Jack do. Every performance is to out do each other. There's only room for one record label in this city, and its up to you and your band to make sure yours is the one who sticks it out.
Don't be killed in action, drop beats like bombs.
Timezten - September 4, 2008 04:06 AM (GMT)
Strict rules and restrictions? Lets just put it this way, Its my site and I haven't even read them... I'm sure they're there but they're pretty basic; don't do things that will get us shut down and don't ruin the fun sooo yeah there's that. What else? Well since you don't seem too picky I offer you Project: Salem.
Set in the near future, Project: Salem is a modern day witch hunt. Rated N.C. 17 for the big kids in us, I think this might be what you're looking for.
... Warning I'm about to post a long plot but personally I hate reading through these things to figure out what's going on so I'm also posting a synopsis. If you enjoy reading long plots then by all means skip the synopsis and read it. I think its quite good but I may be a little basis. And hey if you like the synopsis, read the plot anyway.
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Synopsis: Salem is a secret military agency created to track down, capture witches. The main story revolves around a young witch capture by Salem and trained to hunt her own, the suicide of her former watcher, a Salem agent and national hero, a suicide letter telling all about the secret organization, and one miserable detective stuck between his job or revealing the truth.
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To whom it may concern,
However I'm not sure whom would be to concern with the ramblings of this old man any longer. But I still sit and write, I suppose we all want our story's told one way or another, for a man with no family I assume this type of letter is the obvious choice... Choices, the ones we have and the ones we do not, isn't that how these stories always being. For me, a man of my position, to speak of such explanations as the god or the devil is out of the question. However I have no choice for that is the only way I can even begin to phantom what I've witnessed during my time with Salem.
How that word brings back memories, ones not even this old corpse can forget. They told me I couldn't speak of it, S.a.l.e.m., the "Secret Association in League towards the Exploration of Magic." That was our official title but I'm no longer sure if I can believe even that anymore. Is what we were doing really exploration? The more I think about it the less I can accept it. No, I've always known somewhere, deep down, that wasn't exploration, it was extermination.
Oh god how many have I killed? How stained are these hands, that fumble to write these lines, in blood? It sickens me, just the thought of the pain I've caused, and the horror of her face keeps me from my sleep: hunting my nightmares. Its gotten so hard to even shut my eyes, that face, that face of an angle and a demon torturing me. Damned hand, stop your accursed shaking how many times will you force me to write this letter. Let me continue before I lose what little nerve I have left.
You may find this next part hard to believe, even after what I've witness I still have troubles believing. Enough with the run around, I've always been a direct man, that's how Ive lived my life, there's no reason to change now. Salem was created with the sole priority to hunt and capture witches. After they were caught they were taken back to our labs where they were probed, prodded, and experiment upon until ultimately there was nothing left to test: at which then they were disposed of permanently.
Then I believe what I was doing was protecting my country like any good soldier, and believe me I was damn good. You see I say was because; a good soldier never questions his superiors, he carries out his orders without hesitation and most importantly he keeps his country's secrets to himself: yes I was damn good once upon a time. But after what I've seen, at the end of my life I've begun to doubt what is most important. Is it being a good soldier, or a good human. I know I'm going to hell for the sins I've committed, there's no doubt about that, so this letter isn't the redemption of my soul but a plea for the rest of the ones I've destroyed.
I can't name them all, hell I can't even count them all, the live I've ended. But one, it stands out, I wish it didn't for it hunts me so, but it stands out. Her name I do know, Anisette Marie, I made sure they spelled it right on her tombstone. Beautiful girl with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. I suppose anyone's would be so sad witnessing there parents murdered before them. She was but a mere child and yet she still stood up to her parents' killers and in front of those monsters she summoned what little power she had to keep us away from their lifeless bodies.
I reacted like a soldier, like I was train to when facing a threat. No matter how big or small you crush it. I remember her name, I remember her face, I remember the weight of her lifeless body in my arms. She bleed the same blood, she cried the same tears, as did her parents. And from that day on I was no longer a good soldier. I questioned, I disobeyed, and now, on this tear stained pad I'm telling the secret: to whomever will listen. Here is my secret, here is my country's secret. I still felt heart beat...
I sincerely wish I hadn't,
Sergeant Major, James T. Fields
Imagine yourself a detective, you stumble upon a scene of an decorated officer in front of you, and a little over here and a some more over there on the wall. He no longer looks familiar but the name still rings clear, how couldn't it its been everywhere in the news. This years metal of honor recipient put a bullet threw his head a day after accepting the damned thing, how the news'll love to get a hold of this story. Sometimes they can just make you so sick you need a ci... right, right no smoking in the crime scene.
As you put that rectangular box of heaven back in you nameless officer one hands you the blood soaked letter in a plastic bag. Great your job just got tougher, "James T. Fields is a national hero... he will be missed dearly... the cause of death was accidental... a gun malfunction..." Gah who would believe that, a decorated soldier accidentally shoots himself in the face while cleaning his firearm. And this letter just put the final nail in the coffin, although you're sure that the higher up's will make this disappear too, they already have there story so why are you here. Well to keep up appearances no doubt. You have that promotion coming up and you'd hate to be passed by again, right?
So you do like a good little flunky should; you keep your mouth shut, when they call the press conference you stand there as the detective heading up the case, you give you sincerest condolences for the loss, and you rule the case as an accident and close it. That's what you'd do right? That's what Detective Avery Nickolas did, or was suppose to do. Stepping up to the podium he clear his trough repeating his sincerest condolences for the loss when his chief by his side nodding in agreement. Just the sight made Avery's stomach turn into knots so when it came time for the ruling he paused before delivering the phase that lunched a news frenzy.
"Ahem, James T. Fields was and is a national hero who's unexpected death affect the lives of many... he will be missed dearly. As of now the cause of death will be ruled as an accidental... gun malfunction.... However during the course of the investigating there was a discovery of possible evidence to a different crime. That is all the information we have until further investigation, any questions please addressed to the chief. Thank you."
Set in the near future, Project: Salem is a modern day witch hunt. Rated N.C. 17 for the big kids in us, I think this might be what you're looking for.
... Warning I'm about to post a long plot but personally I hate reading through these things to figure out what's going on so I'm also posting a synopsis. If you enjoy reading long plots then by all means skip the synopsis and read it. I think its quite good but I may be a little basis. And hey if you like the synopsis, read the plot anyway.
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Synopsis: Salem is a secret military agency created to track down, capture witches. The main story revolves around a young witch capture by Salem and trained to hunt her own, the suicide of her former watcher, a Salem agent and national hero, a suicide letter telling all about the secret organization, and one miserable detective stuck between his job or revealing the truth.
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To whom it may concern,
However I'm not sure whom would be to concern with the ramblings of this old man any longer. But I still sit and write, I suppose we all want our story's told one way or another, for a man with no family I assume this type of letter is the obvious choice... Choices, the ones we have and the ones we do not, isn't that how these stories always being. For me, a man of my position, to speak of such explanations as the god or the devil is out of the question. However I have no choice for that is the only way I can even begin to phantom what I've witnessed during my time with Salem.
How that word brings back memories, ones not even this old corpse can forget. They told me I couldn't speak of it, S.a.l.e.m., the "Secret Association in League towards the Exploration of Magic." That was our official title but I'm no longer sure if I can believe even that anymore. Is what we were doing really exploration? The more I think about it the less I can accept it. No, I've always known somewhere, deep down, that wasn't exploration, it was extermination.
Oh god how many have I killed? How stained are these hands, that fumble to write these lines, in blood? It sickens me, just the thought of the pain I've caused, and the horror of her face keeps me from my sleep: hunting my nightmares. Its gotten so hard to even shut my eyes, that face, that face of an angle and a demon torturing me. Damned hand, stop your accursed shaking how many times will you force me to write this letter. Let me continue before I lose what little nerve I have left.
You may find this next part hard to believe, even after what I've witness I still have troubles believing. Enough with the run around, I've always been a direct man, that's how Ive lived my life, there's no reason to change now. Salem was created with the sole priority to hunt and capture witches. After they were caught they were taken back to our labs where they were probed, prodded, and experiment upon until ultimately there was nothing left to test: at which then they were disposed of permanently.
Then I believe what I was doing was protecting my country like any good soldier, and believe me I was damn good. You see I say was because; a good soldier never questions his superiors, he carries out his orders without hesitation and most importantly he keeps his country's secrets to himself: yes I was damn good once upon a time. But after what I've seen, at the end of my life I've begun to doubt what is most important. Is it being a good soldier, or a good human. I know I'm going to hell for the sins I've committed, there's no doubt about that, so this letter isn't the redemption of my soul but a plea for the rest of the ones I've destroyed.
I can't name them all, hell I can't even count them all, the live I've ended. But one, it stands out, I wish it didn't for it hunts me so, but it stands out. Her name I do know, Anisette Marie, I made sure they spelled it right on her tombstone. Beautiful girl with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. I suppose anyone's would be so sad witnessing there parents murdered before them. She was but a mere child and yet she still stood up to her parents' killers and in front of those monsters she summoned what little power she had to keep us away from their lifeless bodies.
I reacted like a soldier, like I was train to when facing a threat. No matter how big or small you crush it. I remember her name, I remember her face, I remember the weight of her lifeless body in my arms. She bleed the same blood, she cried the same tears, as did her parents. And from that day on I was no longer a good soldier. I questioned, I disobeyed, and now, on this tear stained pad I'm telling the secret: to whomever will listen. Here is my secret, here is my country's secret. I still felt heart beat...
I sincerely wish I hadn't,
Sergeant Major, James T. Fields
Imagine yourself a detective, you stumble upon a scene of an decorated officer in front of you, and a little over here and a some more over there on the wall. He no longer looks familiar but the name still rings clear, how couldn't it its been everywhere in the news. This years metal of honor recipient put a bullet threw his head a day after accepting the damned thing, how the news'll love to get a hold of this story. Sometimes they can just make you so sick you need a ci... right, right no smoking in the crime scene.
As you put that rectangular box of heaven back in you nameless officer one hands you the blood soaked letter in a plastic bag. Great your job just got tougher, "James T. Fields is a national hero... he will be missed dearly... the cause of death was accidental... a gun malfunction..." Gah who would believe that, a decorated soldier accidentally shoots himself in the face while cleaning his firearm. And this letter just put the final nail in the coffin, although you're sure that the higher up's will make this disappear too, they already have there story so why are you here. Well to keep up appearances no doubt. You have that promotion coming up and you'd hate to be passed by again, right?
So you do like a good little flunky should; you keep your mouth shut, when they call the press conference you stand there as the detective heading up the case, you give you sincerest condolences for the loss, and you rule the case as an accident and close it. That's what you'd do right? That's what Detective Avery Nickolas did, or was suppose to do. Stepping up to the podium he clear his trough repeating his sincerest condolences for the loss when his chief by his side nodding in agreement. Just the sight made Avery's stomach turn into knots so when it came time for the ruling he paused before delivering the phase that lunched a news frenzy.
"Ahem, James T. Fields was and is a national hero who's unexpected death affect the lives of many... he will be missed dearly. As of now the cause of death will be ruled as an accidental... gun malfunction.... However during the course of the investigating there was a discovery of possible evidence to a different crime. That is all the information we have until further investigation, any questions please addressed to the chief. Thank you."
Tapestry - September 4, 2008 02:07 PM (GMT)
| QUOTE (macabremarionette @ Sep 3 2008, 06:06 PM) |
| There is no doubt in my mind that I'd love to join that site. But!. I'm currently not 18. So that's the ooonly.. conflict with that one.. x: |
More's the pity for us! We'll be here when you do hit 18, though. :)
samaside - September 4, 2008 02:30 PM (GMT)
rewind ten years or so. a fellow named banner, another named
hudson, and a snappy woman named wayne, all lawyers, got
together (not like that) and decided to start their own law firm.
none of them imagined that banner, hudson & wayne would last
one year, let alone ten. certainly none of them imagined that their
firm would become one of the biggest and the most formidable in
the whole of america.
known for it's eccentricity (the BHW christmas party makes the
newspapers every year for it's theatrical nature, don't even get
me started on the halloween party), the firm is going as strong
as ever. behind the murder trials and the environmental lawsuits,
the lawyers themselves have been known to get themselves in
some 'dramatic' situations.
as one person put it, they fuck like rabbits.
on that note, hop on your jet plane, get over to the big apple, and
try not to get yourself into too much trouble.
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Poisonedink - September 4, 2008 03:04 PM (GMT)
There is no war between lycanthropes and vampires. The were-folk do their best to avoid the night stalkers and the night stalkers do their best to keep out of pack affairs. While lycans rule the suburbs and vampires stalk the high crime end of town, they don’t mingle well. Their separation also allows them to remain hidden- hidden from the basic laws and physics of the one dimensional human world. That’s how everyone likes it and that's how it's meant to stay.
Atleast, mostly everyone. A modern Sherlock Holmes, John Alden is known for solving cold cases and puzzling crimes. It was only a matter of time before the missing persons, maulings, and murders would unearth timeless mysteries. John Alden has uncovered the world’s best kept secret and there’s a legion of supernatural beings that will stop at nothing to keep it that way.
John knows that no one would believe that vampires and lycanthropes exist, let alone commit crimes and murders. He also knows that these supernatural beings could never be incarcerated. But he could deal out his own justice, with help of course. The kind of help from docile lycanthropes and a few vicious vampires, has brought many to justice. Only those who have managed to remain secluded and unpunished are the witches. Their conniving and secretive ways remain a mystery to all, save for a select few who have gained enough trust to dive into their corrupted world.
The witches have remained unscathed in the dangerous city of Aldenville. Until recently. A strange case that was assigned to John Alden would just look like an ordinary woman attacked by a vicious dog while out for a jog to anyone else. But John’s knows better. He needs help to figure out why anyone would want to commit the first witch assassination in years. He needs to find it out fast before the witches turn on the lycanthropes. He needs to find it out before his whole city goes to hell.
Will you be brought to justice, or will you be the harbinger? Or… will you just go on through life without knowing about the supernaturals that live amongst you and others like you? You can only ignore it for so long. Even a young child notices when things go Bump in the Night.
At Bump in the night, there is all sorts of possibilities for plots- from joining in the new order, to taking various high-level positions that remain open, the possibilities are endless. Positions open include Coven leader, Witch Council positions, Pack positions.
We're mildly slow moving right now, but with the devotion of the members already on site, things are definitely looking to pick up. Join in now to get the positions that are going fast!
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Atleast, mostly everyone. A modern Sherlock Holmes, John Alden is known for solving cold cases and puzzling crimes. It was only a matter of time before the missing persons, maulings, and murders would unearth timeless mysteries. John Alden has uncovered the world’s best kept secret and there’s a legion of supernatural beings that will stop at nothing to keep it that way.
John knows that no one would believe that vampires and lycanthropes exist, let alone commit crimes and murders. He also knows that these supernatural beings could never be incarcerated. But he could deal out his own justice, with help of course. The kind of help from docile lycanthropes and a few vicious vampires, has brought many to justice. Only those who have managed to remain secluded and unpunished are the witches. Their conniving and secretive ways remain a mystery to all, save for a select few who have gained enough trust to dive into their corrupted world.
The witches have remained unscathed in the dangerous city of Aldenville. Until recently. A strange case that was assigned to John Alden would just look like an ordinary woman attacked by a vicious dog while out for a jog to anyone else. But John’s knows better. He needs help to figure out why anyone would want to commit the first witch assassination in years. He needs to find it out fast before the witches turn on the lycanthropes. He needs to find it out before his whole city goes to hell.
Will you be brought to justice, or will you be the harbinger? Or… will you just go on through life without knowing about the supernaturals that live amongst you and others like you? You can only ignore it for so long. Even a young child notices when things go Bump in the Night.
At Bump in the night, there is all sorts of possibilities for plots- from joining in the new order, to taking various high-level positions that remain open, the possibilities are endless. Positions open include Coven leader, Witch Council positions, Pack positions.
We're mildly slow moving right now, but with the devotion of the members already on site, things are definitely looking to pick up. Join in now to get the positions that are going fast!
[align=center]Plot - Rules - Affiliate Request
samaside - September 4, 2008 10:21 PM (GMT)
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WELCOME TO DELIRAMENTI ASYLUM
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- Despite being a hospital slash mental institute, the weight of death had never really dawned upon the staff of the Deliramenti Asylum until the passing of Dr. William Korsakov. Although the Seattle City Police Department had concluded his death as a tragic accident of natural causes (mainly old age), even the 'saner' staff of Deliramenti could not settle with such deductions. Because clearly, but Dr. Korsakov, like an old habit, was rather die hard. It was so strange and perhaps psychologically disturbing for the staff to have to accept that even men like him were simple human beings, like everybody else. His death had to be a suicide or a homicide. Either way, Korsakov could not have died like everybody else... Right? And so, the medical and psychological staff all pointed fingers at each other, blaming the other for the death of their employer. Friends stuck together, and if there ever were cliques within the Institute, then they had become more strongly defined in structure.
Of course, the other perhaps more 'normal' rumor buzzing about the lounging areas over the steam of scalding hot, insipid coffee was the matter of who would be the next head of this Institute? Of course, James Breckenridge's name was the first name that everybody popped out. He had worked alongside Korsakov the longest, and had successfully worked his way up to the ranks of being the head of the Male Ward. Between himself and Julia Monroe, the head of the Female Ward, Breckenridge had the obvious advantage, given that he was more experienced, and well, although she was a successful and most definitely wanted psychologist, she had been a changed woman ever since the second asylum breakout, six months ago.
Even someone as alone and quiet as Breckenridge obviously gets the rumors through the cracks of his office, and therefore he, too, had anticipated his promotion... Of course, that was only to have it shot down with the mysterious appearance of William Chambers. Coming from London, England, he stepped right into the shoes of Korsakov as if it were his birthright. Of course, people would have questioned this move, except for the fact that even the toughest of the staff were frightened by Chambers' intimidating nature (if they had thought that Korsakov was intimidating, they hadn't seen anything yet), and for the fact that their former employer had left Chambers to take care of business in his own will. The mystery that arises here was that nobody had ever heard of Chambers in their lives. Not even those whom Korsakov had kept dear. Not to mention that a certain James Breckenridge, with his chance of a promotion crushed, seemed oddly... Twisted. Changed, in a way. He wasn't the Doctor that everybody had known before since the appearance of Chambers.
And that was when the first suspicions had started to arise.
As mentioned before, the death of Korsakov was surrounded by mystery. Of course, with Breckenridge's shady behavior, especially with the sudden appearance of Chambers, people started to suspect that it was Breckenridge that had framed Korsakov's 'natural death'. He had the motive, and he had more than enough medical knowledge to, you know, poison him or something and still make his death seem accidental...
The weight of having two major escapes (and no signs of recovery by the escapees who have been contributing to the once again increasing crime rate to the city of Seattle) seems to have harmed Deliramenti's reputation, which, of course, takes its toll on the (mostly) innocent staff of the Asylum. Whatever happened to its good old days of being the most recommended mental institute in the country? Was that not why some of the most talented medical and psychological staff worked here? And what compel them to stay? Reputation or not, there certainly still exists a charm to Deliramenti that keeps the employees getting out of bed every morning.
With a new kind of tension arising within the asylum, not only between colleagues but amongst fellow inmates, and between doctors and their patients, and rumors of Korsakov's suspected 'homicide' spreading, the truth will slowly unwind.
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formerly city of delusion; an advanced insane asylum rpg.
formerly city of delusion; an advanced insane asylum rpg.
Ryo - September 7, 2008 12:41 AM (GMT)
| QUOTE |
| Maybe TNG will be to your liking? |
The Year is 2012.
Countries worldwide have fallen like dominoes to the diseases of 'Greed' and 'Power'. With the United States and Great Britain gone, it was only a matter of time before the rest of the world fell victim to the same fate. Only one place was able to stand strong against this self destruction.
It's a world where the gangsters rule like kings and the good people tremble in their wake. How far will you go to become one of them? Or will you become another nameless corpse on the street? In a world where the Gangs rule everything from police stations to grocery stores, will you be the last one standing in the end?
But what lurks in the shadows of Japan is much worse than any gang or weapon. Welcome to the city of Nihon, Japan, a city that will see brighter days ahead...the only catch is, can everyone stay alive long enough to witness peace?
RULES |
RACES |
GANGS |
TEMPLATE | FACE CLAIM
Welcome to The Nihon Gate?. We hope you enjoy your stay.
“They say the world is changin'...and I believe 'em.”
fishycrackersxo - September 7, 2008 02:01 PM (GMT)
We're intermediate not Literate, but we can write decently. like 3-4 paragraphs per post usually. Check out the site if you get a chance. :]
The Site
The Flipside is a brand new site. With it's first term starting on September 14th, you'll be able to start the fun with the rest of us. Staff positions are open and we're welcoming plenty of new ideas.
The Facts
Based in a public school in Vermont “The Flipside” is an original character RP. Make your character and post away. Every 20 IC posts counts as $10 raised for you club. You can RP in classes, the halls and even on the buses to and from school.
The Site
The Flipside is a brand new site. With it's first term starting on September 14th, you'll be able to start the fun with the rest of us. Staff positions are open and we're welcoming plenty of new ideas.
The Plot
Baybird High’s students are a bit competitive to say the least.
When the High School announces that they’re going to give the club that raises the most money in the fall fundraiser 2,000 dollars the whole school turns into a warzone. The Cheerleaders won’t talk to the Football Team and the Stage Crew and Drama Club are trying to sabatage eachother!
Baybird High’s students are a bit competitive to say the least.
When the High School announces that they’re going to give the club that raises the most money in the fall fundraiser 2,000 dollars the whole school turns into a warzone. The Cheerleaders won’t talk to the Football Team and the Stage Crew and Drama Club are trying to sabatage eachother!
The Facts
Based in a public school in Vermont “The Flipside” is an original character RP. Make your character and post away. Every 20 IC posts counts as $10 raised for you club. You can RP in classes, the halls and even on the buses to and from school.
sabiruna - September 7, 2008 06:11 PM (GMT)
My sites don't censor members, so their rated R, but we have had no rated R threads. It's just open if that's where your muse goes :D We're moderate to advanced and our posts run between one to two paragraphs. Nothing huge but no one liners! We like people that want to develop their characters into three dimensional characters and are open and creative. We're open for just about anything, so come up with it and we'll probably find a way to fit you in! Sites are in the sig if your interested.
zander - September 7, 2008 10:12 PM (GMT)
RADIO WAR!
radio war is a forum for those who consider themselves
writers before role-players, who are tired of e-drama and
imbeciles and are simply looking for a place to challenge
and inspire themselves. those of all writing levels are accepted
and sorted into a group that bests suits their current skills.
radio war is all about improvement and the different member
groups are designed so that over time members can move
up as they refine their skills. we also have a hefty amount
of role-play resource and chat boards. the forum is equipped
with awesome features and countless ways to develop your
writing. there are character battles where participants are
given prompts to base characters off of concepts as offbeat
as the kitchen table or adapt the star crossed lover romeo
montage for modern times. there are writing challenges
where all the community members post responses to a given
prompt or writing battles where two members go head to
head and much, much more. radio war is always looking for
new members, so take the time to check us out today!
rules & application & group criteria & faq
radio war is a forum for those who consider themselves
writers before role-players, who are tired of e-drama and
imbeciles and are simply looking for a place to challenge
and inspire themselves. those of all writing levels are accepted
and sorted into a group that bests suits their current skills.
radio war is all about improvement and the different member
groups are designed so that over time members can move
up as they refine their skills. we also have a hefty amount
of role-play resource and chat boards. the forum is equipped
with awesome features and countless ways to develop your
writing. there are character battles where participants are
given prompts to base characters off of concepts as offbeat
as the kitchen table or adapt the star crossed lover romeo
montage for modern times. there are writing challenges
where all the community members post responses to a given
prompt or writing battles where two members go head to
head and much, much more. radio war is always looking for
new members, so take the time to check us out today!
rules & application & group criteria & faq
Pieces - September 8, 2008 07:01 PM (GMT)
one year.
that was all it took.
the past was forgotten,
the world moved on,
and all was well.
but on the anniversary
of that last stand
the ground shook,
the earth trembled,
and everything changed.
one year.
that was all that was needed
to bring us to now.
the cure will fade
and the dead will walk.
welcome to the
new dawn
we hope you live to see it.
Melissa - September 10, 2008 03:43 AM (GMT)
In the mists of time, long before Saetan was called to make his legend in the realms, wearing the darkest of jewels, the Black. Long before he used that power to rub the entire territory of Zuulman out of existence. Long before the coming of the most powerful witch to walk the realms. The dark weaving of Mother Night calls you from the comfort of the Darkness to bring you forth into a world of light and conflict.
In the glaring Light you see edges and differences that had no meaning in the Darkness, differences in race and social status, leading to conflict with ones self, your neighbors, sometimes all the world. You have been born into a world where violent emotions of hate, fear, jealousy and anger, especially anger, can erupt for the smallest offense.
You are Blood. Mother Night has given you more, a caste and the ability to wear a jewel. Your caste and jewel are yet more means to differentiate you from your peers and bring more hate, jealousy and delicious anger. Yes delicious anger, for your jewel can channel your anger into power, power to strike your enemies and power to frighten your friends. It is indiscriminate, cold, and dark, the darker the more powerful and frightening.
Simply by being Blood you are dangerous to all around you, everyone sensitive to the chill in the air that announces one of the Blood tapping into the dark depths of their jewel. It is the calm, cold, still moment before all that anger and dark power erupts upon the world in dark violence destroying all that are not protected by the power of an even darker jewel. There is no jewel darker than the Black. When Blood wearing Black go cold all you can do is summon your courage. There is no place you can run to, no one to whom you can pray. You have to summon the courage to take the anger that fuels the Black away, to lead the Blood gone cold from the killing edge.
It can't be all anger, hate and conflict that the Light offers, for Mother Night could not be so cruel to call you to a world so harsh as to offer only pain. The jewels gifted to the blood respond to, enhance and violently manifest all emotions not just the destructive ones. Blood will sing to Blood, jewels will sing to jewels, lords will sing to witches and Princes will sing to Queens, the darker the Blood and the jewels the more violent the passion and the more beautiful the song.
What will be your song? Will be a song of pain full of the wild notes of war, conflict and death? Will it be a song of celebration strong enough to stir the ancient hearts of the dragons still rumored to live in the realms, thanking them for the gifts they bestowed to the Blood? Will it be a song of sorrow, a keening howl or mournful dirge, deep and dark enough to blunt the edges and ease the anger? Will your song call to all the Blood of the ages resonant with a violent joyful power, transformative to all it touches and born from the deepest love?
Somewhere a weaver of dark webs calls the silken strands of joy, pain, sorrow and celebration left in your passing and the passing of all the Blood. Black strands of the darkest power fitted one to the other into the darkest web, forming the shape of a dream, and one day that dream will be made flesh, calling Witch to the realms.
Welcome into the world. Welcome to the Darkest Web.
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The Darkest Web is a mature, advanced role-playing board based off of Anne Bishop’s Black Jewel Trilogy. In a time of blood and tribulation, we are forging our own tales about the men and women that make up the Blood Race. Romance, war, and scandals fill up the pages of our book as we tell the stories of those that could become legends. The Darkest Web has been an active board for two years now, and we plan on being around for many more to come. We have wonderful administration team and very active players. We are always looking for new players and new ideas. We would love to have you.