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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 04:51 PM
PROLOGUE

[This does not need to be read initially but it is recommended you do.]

"Succulent," stated Emperor Theodore Ulysses, ruler of the Bronze Empire, as he took a bite of his steak "I've always liked my meat rare." A drop of burgandy steak sauce dripped from his fork, and unto the royal purple tablecloth. The Emperor cared little about the expensive cloth, after all, why would he? He was the richest man in Blackhearth.

Angelo simply smiled, not sure if he should be impressed or disgusted by the Emperor's favor for blood.

"It takes ten men to move this wrought iron tower, and it will put nine of them out of a job." Angelo said, smiling and pointing to the sketches of his invention, "You'll be even richer. Just think: you won't have to pay as many people, because a single person will be able to do the job for you just as fast"

"We already have more than enough inventions that reduce the amount of money we have to pay for employees. You continue to boast of this great invention, but I've yet to see what it does - if anything." said the Emperor, finished with his meal. "It's also simply rude that you haven't even touched your meal yet."

Angelo looked down at his plate; it was true, he hadn't even lifted his fork, as he was too excited by the idea of untold riches. "I'm quite sorry, my Emperor." Angelo started to eat his meal "You really should come to my workshop some time, I've already prepared the working prototype for my invention and I'm sure you'd fancy a look at it."

THE NEXT DAY

The Emperor and his royal guard arrived in Angelo's workshop. A myriad of bizarre machinaries lined the shelves, some ticking away, and almost seeming alive. "Erm... quite the workplace, Angelo." said the Emperor.

Angelo motioned the Emperor to move to a back room. A small, brass cylinder, designed to be incorporated in a gauntlet or weapon, lied on the other side of the dusty, shabby workroom, and with a quick clap of Angelo's hands, it opened. A magical substance flew out and began to swirl around the room.

An awestruck Emperor almost touched the moving dust, but had his hand batted away by Angelo. "We don't know how well the artificial magic works yet, so don't touch it." Angelo exclaimed, and with another clap, the magic returned to its home.

"Very well." stated the Emperor "You'd do wise to bring it to the palace by the morrow for testing. I don't fancy being tricked, so be sure that it works for more than a silly light show."

"Y-yes, my Emperor." said Angelo, nervously.

As the Emperor left, Angelo began looking over his design plans to be sure that his invention will function. Meanwhile, a shadowy figure entered the room, beneath Angelo's notice - the shadowy figure took the brass cylinder, and left as quickly as he came.
[Congratulations on actually reading this, insert worlds after steampunk]

Morgan Nimrod was spending another day working at the Wetworth docks, lifting crates on to boats, and checking cargo to make sure there was no contraband, when his friend Pat pointed at a banner being strewn across a nearby building "Morgan, you'd want to see that."

The aforementioned banner being set up had a picture of a round object among the clouds, beneath the image was the words "Angelo's Amazing ZEPPELIN!" it also claimed that "You'll never need to use BOATS again when you can FLY among the CLOUDS."

"Yet another crazy invention that renders us humans obsolete." sighed Morgan "Remember those fancy grain mills that could operate without people?"

"Yeah, but those was way before our times" exclaimed Pat. "Though'm sure that's what the millers said 'bout the those automaticifying corn plows."

"The point is, eventually we won't have any jobs. Manual labour is going to be replaced by machines, and we'll starve on the street." said Morgan, angrily. "Something needs to be done about this."

"Suchess?" Pat queried

"Something drastic." Morgan said, plotting...

THE NEXT DAY

Morgan was at the Wetworth docks again, but he wasn't working this time, he was planning. There were almost forty dockworkers surrounding him, including Pat. "Tonight, we gather all the poor and forgetten members of our society, the street cleaners, who will be replaced by infernal machines, the carriage drivers who are being replaced by the trains, the sailors who will soon be replaced by flying 'zeppelins', all the working class who have fallen prey to 'industry' and 'progress'. I call it 'genocide' and 'poverty'." Morgan spoke triumphantly "Tomorrow, we take our army, and march to the ruling body of Wetworth! We will take it over! The rich and pampered will fall to the poor and strong men."

By the end of the night, nearly all the fighting men and women of the slums of Wetworth had rallied under Morgan's cause - but he needed a symbol, a banner that they could unite under. Morgan saw some silver coins on the table next to wear he was drawing the banner, and he knew what to call his army, and what to make his banner: the man who discovered silver was considered revolutionary, and Morgan's army was a revolution; Morgan wanted fairness, and the scale was a symbol of that, thus the banner was formed: A blue flag with a silver scale.

Not more than a fortnight later, all of Wetworth had been taken by the Silver Revolutionaries, and thus, the Industrial War officially began.

FIVE YEARS LATER

Wetworth has become the capital of the Silver Revolutionaries, and, although their ideals are still attached to their name, Morgan and his army seldom follow them. Where ever there's a village that's been pilfered, you can bet that the Silver Revolutionaries have been a part of that village's demise. Although, Generel Patrick's army seems to avoid that most of the time... most of the time.

Worse yet, poverty in Wetworth is just as bad as it always was, the only difference now is that the ones who used to be nobles are trapped in poverty.
[Insert Rocks after World]

Meanwhile, Blackhearth is still the bloated mass that it always was - enough wealth to support everyone, yet only a selective few groups have it. The Emperor and his court have been continuing to enjoy their decadent lifestyle, all while men are dying on the battlefield in the fight against the Revolutionaries. Some of the noble houses have tried to provide aid to the war effort, and go on mercy missions to heal the wounded, but they are by no means the majority.

Although Blackhearth is in slightly better condition than Wetworth, it's simply appearance - there are still just as many starving families roaming the back alleys.

Curiously, an assassin's guild known as the Brass Claws have arisen across the kingdoms. These mysterious warriors are difficult to find, and even more difficult to kill. It's rumoured that they can get anything done, for a price...

[Relevant info begins]

FACTIONS:

Silver Revolutionaries: Lead by the notorious Morgan Nimrod, the Silver Revolutionaries are best compared to a band of idealistic bandits; although they fight for a cause of fairness, their methods typically involved self-justified pillage and murder, excused by the belief that "if they're not with us, they're against us." Although General Patrick's army reduces this a bit, the lack of organization in the Silver Revolutionaries makes it impossible to stop. Their capital is Wetworth, and their flag is a sky-blue flag with a silver scale on it.

Bronze Empire: Headed by Emperor Theodore Ulysses, the Bronze Empire is the jewel of civilization... or so they think. Although the Bronze Empire is highly advanced, it isn't immune to the plagues of famine and poverty, it just looks like it's immune, because the rulers enjoy decadent feasts, as the soldiers push the poverty stricken in the dark alleys where none will see them. The Bronze Empire is a sworn enemy of the Silver Revolutionaries, and is currently running a smear campaign against them. Their capital is Blackhearth, and their flag is burgandy with a vine of bronze grapes on it.

Brass Claws: A group of assassins who will do anything for the right price, but they don't tolerate betrayal. They're headed by Lucien Orville, the Brass Demon; his prosthetic brass claw bearing the iconic title from which the group comes from.

Beggar's Guild: A minor group, formed to pool handouts together in the hopes of leading all it's members to prosperity. Although an altruistic concept, it has thusfar been unsuccessful, and will remain so until an interested and economically well vested party invests in them.

MAGIC:

NOTE: In order to have magic, you must complete The Box Test. see below

Only those born into to magic are capable of using it naturally, and the secrets to manufacture it artificially are long, long lost. The major differences between artificial and natural magics, is that artificial magic can only be created by a long lost machine created by Angelo the Inventor, where as natural magic can be only created by biological creatures born into it. Additionally, natural magic changes form based on it's user's morality and personality(e.g. an assassin's magic would be dark enough to move through the dark, and accurate enough to kill someone, while a priest's magic is more likely to summon blinding lights to stun infidels.) A minor difference between natural and artificial magics is that natural magic tends to follow a more fluid pattern, while artificial magic tends to be more rigid.

Magic is controlled by it's user's mind, so the more creative the user, the more the magic can do, and, as it can fluctuate with the user's emotions, magic can also change in mid casting if the caster becomes distracted.


THE BOX TEST: You are in a box, describe it.

CITIES:

Blackhearth: Blackhearth is the metropolitan capital of the Bronze Empire; it takes pride in it's clean streets, lucrative industry, and wealthy residents; however, the "solution" to the pollution caused by industrial workings is to simply send it off to the sea, right near Wetworth. The poor in the city are segregated to slums, and not allowed to go to the wealthier districts, all in the name of "preventing pollution and overpopulation of the richer districts" all while the noble houses enjoy decadent feasts, enjoying their luxury, and laughing at the poor. The guards in the slums of Blackhearth tend to act more like common thugs than actual guards, and are more of an issue than the actual criminals. Blackhearth is also home to the Royal Palace, where the Emperor himself resides. Recently, the Emperor has ordered that a number of propaganda posters about the city, featuring images such as Morgan Nimrod preparing to dine on the flesh of a dead child; these images are obviously untrue, but the Emperor believes that his people are idiotic enough to believe his childish lies.

Wetworth: Wetworth is a large seaport community which used to be Blackhearth's favoured harbour, but over time, pollution had rendered commerce in the city all but gone; due to the thick smoke clouds, and the slushy, green, contaminated waters, very few boats could make it to Wetworth, and those that did suffered a lot of damage. With little options, the lower rungs of society would come here to find a job, usually carrying crates off the few boats that came to the ports, though, it was even more lucrative to smuggle goods into the port, because of the lack of lawmen in the poor district. Wetworth is now the capital of the Silver Revolutionaries, but it really hasn't changed much; the water is still polluted, the clouds are still full of smoke, and although there are soldiers about, to "protect" the city, they mostly just extort money off of incoming ships. Still, Morgan has promised an end to the pollution, but no one knows how he intends to accomplish it.

Bronze Harbour: A large port city near Blackhearth, Bronze Harbour is currently Blackhearth's only means of naval military and seabound imports, due to Wetworth falling to the Silver Revolutionaries. Foreigners coming into the harbour are often subject to extreme propaganda, and high taxes, under the pretenses that the taxes are required to "protect from the Silver Revolutionary radical bandit group, and help increase the quality of living for the poor in Blackhearth," although that is not truly what they use the money for.

Stableton: The de facto military capital of the Silver Revolutionaries, Stableton is a sleek, clean, beautiful city where the Silver Revolutionaries recruit new members, and keep their public image untainted. Stableton's shiny stones, healthy horses, and balanced economy is the ideal resolution to the Industrial Wars, although, one of the least likely. General Patrick and his army spend most of their time here, indulging in cheap ale, and attempting to supress the public image of the Revolutionaries being "common bandits."

Silvathel: A community of landowners in a rainforest that's technically part of the Bronze Empire, Silvathel is used as a remote place for a lot of high-society backroom deals due to its obscurity and security caused by the constant rain and dense forestation. The residents of Silvathel mostly keep to themselves unless they need protection, or need to get something done, and for the latter, they'll simply get some imprisoned labourers illegally imported from Bronze Harbour.

Cacklemere: A farming community closely guarded by the Silver Revolutionaries, as the lake in Cacklemere is the only source of clean water for the Silver Revolutionaries. Cacklemere is surrounded by warm, sunlight plains, and dotted by the occasional farm. Unfortunately for the farmers, the constant military presence results in annoying, rowdy soldiers, taking free food and drink, and trampling crops in drink induced rages.

Abadon: As an independent state, Abadon isn't much to look at; its economy is failing miserably, and its best industry comes from dangerous mines, however, Abadon's location makes in a very tactical military position. Abadon has a large army, members of which tend to have more food and money than anyone else, which just encourages more people to join the army. Recently, various factories have been erected, built into the mountain and in the mines, which makes some wonder if Abadon is planning war.

Bristol: Although it has led to prosperity for the rainy cityscape, Bristol's independence is not without its flaws. The city may be industrious, and own a good piece of the metalworking industry, but its lack of support from any external government has resulted in a very small army and police force, leading to criminal activities. Anyone who lives in Bristol needs to learn to fight, or they'll become prey to one of the many gangs that wander the street after the sun sets.

Among these cities are various nameless villages(Foreign and domestic alike), often raided or taken over by both sides due to their small size and neutral approach.


CHARACTERS OF INTEREST:

*NOTE* You cannot play as these characters unless an admin. These characters are purely for plot elements, not preset characters you can choose from.

Emperor Theodore Ulysses: Ruler of the Bronze Empire, aristocrat, and refined sampler of all things pleasurable, the Emperor had always lived a pampered life of ettiquette, although his parents were killed in a political assassination. No one knows why the Emperor wasn't killed alongside his parents, but since a young age, he's been used to the stresses of ruling, and the decadence of it, too.

Morgan Grandular Nimrod: The jaded commander-in-chief of the Silver Revolutionaries, Morgan had always had a difficult life of manual labour, which he was born into. Morgan's parents were loving to him, but they didn't survive very long past his adulthood, due to the pollution caused by Blackhearth's industry, and because of that, Morgan became a very bitter man, and eventually he was bent on revenge against the Emperor.

Angelo Martinez DeAbadon: A greedy inventor from Abadon, Angelo's love for money had always led him into trouble, but the last time sent him to the Imperial Dungeon, where he's going to reside for life, or at least until he's saved.

Jebediah Owen Morris: Prime Minister of Bristol.

Josehpus Levi Lafayette: Millitant, yet benevolent dictator, ruler of Abadon.

Lucien Orville: Leader of the Brass Claws. Lucien has a missing hand, which is replaced by a brass prostethic gauntlet, although it's unknown how he lost his hand. As a person, Lucien is mysterious as he is skilled; sweeping through daylit streets with ease, and not alerting a soul, and keeping everything about himself a secret, even to his closest disciples.
[Reserved for Swedishlemon]

Patrick McBuford: Although born into riches, Patrick had never much cared for all the rules that came with money, and ran away at a young age. Pat was raised on the streets, and learned most of his mannerisms from common thugs. When Morgan raised his banner, Patrick understood why; even though Patrick himself didn't care for the rules of wealth, he still enjoyed the luxuries it provided.










RULES:

1. If I or another admin says that something isn't okay, it's not okay, whether or not it's in this list. This applies for everything, and is the most important rule.

2. R.om.ance at your own risk. Doing anything on this thread that's against the ROBLOX community guidelines or the TOS is not my responsibility.

3. No godmodding. This means performing actions that are ridiculously unreal, such as single-handedly defeating an entire army, or covering the distance of a mile with a single leap.

4. Avoid creating mary-sue styled characters. This means any character who has an excessive amount of special traits and/or an excessively dark past.

5. Please use storymode roleplaying. This means you should not say "*uses magic*" but instead "I feel magic flow through my veins. I instantly freeze some of the nearby lakewater, resulting in a deadly ice spike."

6. If you read all of this, including the plot and such, put "Steampunk" in Other.


ADMINS:
Swedishlemon
pawzkat
Alixe Tiir



CHARACTER SHEET:

Na.m.e:

Physical Appearance:

G.en.der:

A.ge:

Faction: (if applicable. Place 'none', if you wish to remain neutral.)

Starting Location:

Skills:

Do you want magic?:

Notable Items:

Properties: (land, vehicles, etc. anything too large to fit in your pocket)

Biography:

The Box Test: (If magic is requested)

Wanted?: (Whether you're a wanted criminal.)

If wanted, which towns?:

Other
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WiFiKing42 is not online. WiFiKing42
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13 Jan 2014 05:07 PM
Ooh. Marked!

May I have a Tl;DR along with the acceptance post?
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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 05:10 PM
TL;DR version, for those of you who are busy

Civil war. Steampunk. Assassin group. Beggers. Did I already say steampunk? Steampunk :3
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WiFiKing42 is not online. WiFiKing42
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13 Jan 2014 05:12 PM
I understand there is an Empire/Rebellion thing going on. Is it sort of like a Skyrim thing going on?
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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 05:14 PM
Well originally it started out good, the rebellion that is, but five years later the rebels are just as bad as the ruling kingdom they are rebelling against, pillaging like bandits and such.

So no, it's mainly bad against worse :/

And then theres that assassin group lurking around,

And the beggers, they're the only good group really, but they have nothing...beggers. But I supposed they could rise up ;)
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WiFiKing42 is not online. WiFiKing42
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13 Jan 2014 05:17 PM
I have a suggestion for that bland name of Beggars Guild.

How about Scraps? As in scrap metal and such...
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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 05:18 PM
Works for me, but I'm not reposting it or anything, just call it what you like.
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WiFiQueen42 is not online. WiFiQueen42
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13 Jan 2014 05:37 PM
Last question. Is it located in a Europe-style world?
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WiFiQueen42 is not online. WiFiQueen42
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13 Jan 2014 05:41 PM
Ah, I think that's a yes.

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13 Jan 2014 05:43 PM
^
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13 Jan 2014 06:05 PM
Na.m.e: Parvo Conmentor
Physical Appearance: Parvo has light skin. He stands at around 5'7" with a sinewy build. He has incredibly nimble and long fingers that allow him to make almost miniscule designs by hand. Where his left cheekbone is there is a small, pink scar. It is the sign of the past he cannot forget.
His eyes are more of a dark hazel. with just a hint of green in there to add flavor. They are angled slightly upwards. His dark brown brows give him an "angry" look, which helps hide his true emotions.
He has short and thick dark brown hair that has a very small hint of reddish-brown, only seen under the sun.
Gen.der: Male
A.ge: 22
Faction: An associate of the Beggar's Guild, whom he calls Scraps.
Starting Location: Blackhearth
Skills: The mechanic's assistant. Works on the smallest projects that only he can accomplish.
Do you want magic?:No
Notable Items: Lucky cog coin, box of cigs, small fanny pack on his side to hold his gear.
Properties: Cogworker's Galore- Parvo's room.
Biography: Once a farmer in Cacklemere and went by the name Lester Ferdinad, the Silver Revolutionaries took his town. He watched as his father and mother was cut up by a small group of people. As they cut into his left cheekbone, shots were fired and the group of rebels lie dead. The shooter, Marcus Sator, bandaged him up and sneaked him out and went to a neighboring town. The rest will be told along the way
The Box Test: (If magic is requested)
Wanted?: No
If wanted, which towns?:
Other:Steampunk
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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 06:33 PM
Accepted
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WiFiQueen42 is not online. WiFiQueen42
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13 Jan 2014 06:34 PM
(The RP Depression is too much)
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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 07:08 PM
I know, it's downright depressing...
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WiFiQueen42 is not online. WiFiQueen42
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13 Jan 2014 09:24 PM
So should I just start or what?
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soardlo is not online. soardlo
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13 Jan 2014 09:27 PM
I hate to start, as soon as I do people stop wanting to join if they decide they want to, it intimidates people to join a started RP for some reason :/

But we can start tomorrow.
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13 Jan 2014 10:00 PM
Definitely joining.
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13 Jan 2014 11:17 PM
CHARACTER SHEET:

Na.m.e:
"My name is Aiko Tanaka."

Physical Appearance: Aiko is a physically fit young woman. She has a height of 5'7" and weighs 128 lbs. She has medium black hair but usually tied up with some bangs covering her right side, she has a scar on her nose, and she has dark brown eyes.

Clothes(I just added this on.): She wears a ragged yellow shirt with an inner long sleeve, black loose garments(like leggings), black flat shoes, white long socks, and she wears a red rag around her neck. Dirty clothes since she works in a factory.

G.en.der:
"For your information, I am a female."

A.ge:
"I'm twenty-four."

Faction: (if applicable. Place 'none', if you wish to remain neutral.)
"None."

Starting Location: Bristol

Skills:
[Fighting]
She specializes in some type of martial arts. She's not fast nor slow, average runner type. Since she lives in a crime-like city(the hood), her self-defense is pretty high. If there's like 6 people surrounding her... She knows she should strike, scream, and run. Just kidding she won't scream but she will strike and run.

[Stealth]
She's pretty stealthy. She's like a tiger lurking in a forest(I just used a tiger's stealth skill not the attack skill). When she walks, it barely makes a sound. Well, hiding and walking/running without any noise is pretty stealthy but not like ninja stealthy. That'll take lots of time for her to practice.

[Cooking]
Her mother taught her how to cook at a young age. Since now, she mastered one of the basic survival skills.

[Engineering]
She tends to fix things in the factory she works in. Aiko has some experience from the place.

(I don't know what else to put in the skill, I'm tired..)

Do you want magic?:
"No."

Notable Items:
"I really don't have much with me... Umm.. I have some money, a pocket knife, a necklace, and a charm."

Properties: (land, vehicles, etc. anything too large to fit in your pocket)
"Ah, I own my mother and father's house also a fixed bike."

Biography:
"Hmm... Well I really have nothing to say about my parents.. They moved on a long time ago(passed away). I was born in this dirty place. Sorry, I really can't remember most of my past now but I just currently work in a factory near."

The Box Test: (If magic is requested)

Wanted?: (Whether you're a wanted criminal.)
"Nope."

If wanted, which towns?:

Other:
SteamPunk World Rocks! I know right!

(Oh my.. x_x)
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13 Jan 2014 11:54 PM
Name: Zeir Sadrtio
Physical appearance: Zeir looks like a average man. He has short black hair and small blue eyes. He is falrly short only being 5'5. And he has large feet. What Zeir wears. Is a dirty green vest. Ans brown villager like pants. He wears old worn out brown sandals. And Old small black gloves from his dead father.
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Faction: none but wants to join the brass claws
Starting location:Bristol
Skills: Fast runner Lock picking
Do you want magic?: Yes.
Notable items: Short bow with a few arrows. A crapload of lock picks.
Properties:A very small house.
Bio: Zeir was in Bristol in month of march. He was only 4 years old when found out he had magic, his dad Sezrir Had magic too. His parents were mercents selling and buying goods. His dad died when Zeir was only 8 year old only leaving his son his black gloves. After this sad moment his mom Terde Had him work so he they could keep living the way they were. Zeir had to run house selling random items in hope he could make some gold that day all this running made him fast. After selling things as a child he was asked to do some petty crimes. He never told anybody about it . But It paid more so he did it in this job he quickly learn to use his magic and how to pick locks to get by. It was a fun life. He thought he might even he have a chance to join the brass claws. He was a pretty good thief.
The Box Test: Where am I? I see nothing yet I can feel something. Something powerful. I stand up and walk around I keep walking till I just stop, like a wall is blocking my path I try to sca but no one is here. I walk around till I notice there is four sides like a box.
But a box I should be able to see if am in a box. Should I? I only see darkness but yet there something stopping from going any further.
My brain says it's a box but it feels like a box my hearrt says it's something else something powerful. All I know is that am trapped in nothing what did I to get here. Did I piss off some god? Did I die? Who knows but I know this could be a box it's should be a box. I think am going insane. Over a box if even is that . Will I leave this box? Some many question none answer. So sad with but my box. My dark invisible might not even be a box box.
Wanted?: no
Other:steampunk
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14 Jan 2014 12:00 AM


Name : Vathias Eingrail

Physical Appearance : Slightly taller than average height, grey eyes , Long black hair that is slightly past his shoulders, slightly light skin tone.

Gender : Male

Age : 26

Faction : None (Partial to the darker side of things ; Brass claws if forced to choose.)

Starting Location : Bristol (slums)

Skills :

/_ Detection _\

Vathias always could smell the food before his siblings, or hear the seeker coming in a game of hide-and-sake in his youth, this talent developed as he grew older.

He is good enough in detection to hear a bird taking off, given that the sounds aren't blocked.


/_ Acrobatics _\

Having been a hunter in his teenage years, Vathias developed the valuable skill of being light and quick on his feet.

Though he isn't as good as the trained Brass Claws, he has enough skill to get around.

(If magic is accepted) /_ Stealth Magic _\

Vathias had always a better time with sneaking around that anybody he casually knew.

Over the years, he came to realize that it was infact magic that supported his years of pickpocketing and espionage.

He specializes in blending with the darkness, camouflaging, and becoming physically 'transparent'.

(If magic is not accepted) /_ Targeting _\

Vathias had the uncanny ability to case someone out in a crowd, and keep track of them for hours on end.

This also works for objects, animals, and areas on the body that require stabbing.


Do you want magic? : Yes.

Notable Items : Dagger disguised as a collar clip, musical stopwatch, crystal flashlight, brass knuckles

Properties : None, Vathias is homeless.

Biography : Vathias lived a generally poor childhood in the lower parts of Abadon, but moved towards Bristol after his parents died in hopes of earning a fortune.

One thing after another, he ended up in trouble with the law, and ran from his siblings, hoping the authorities would leave them alone and give chase to him.

He was wrong, and his entire family (unknowingly excluding his sister) had been executed.

Since then, he had harbored a rage towards the Empire and their war with the rebels, wishing nothing more but to end it.

The Box Test : When people ask me to describe a bland, 2 word object, I often imagine ridiculous universes.

but, since I can't exactly communicate my thought process, here goes ;

At first, the box is dark.

It's black, and cramped.

Give it a thought, and it changes.

The box is a fountain.

The box is a river.

The box is a wasteland, or a tower, where you must slay a dragon.

Technically, the box is impossible to describe within my mind.

Wanted? : Yes, death row criminal.

If wanted, which towns? : Bristol

Other : Steampunk (And bananas.)


Ψ the Lightning Strikes Ψ
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vamking12 is not online. vamking12
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14 Jan 2014 12:15 AM
You clever genius.

Other: steampunk worlds
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vamking12 is not online. vamking12
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14 Jan 2014 12:17 AM
Holy crap!

Other: steampunk world rocks.
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14 Jan 2014 03:12 PM
@ TDL
Accepted

@Vam....
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SwedishLemon is not online. SwedishLemon
Joined: 19 Nov 2008
Total Posts: 8728
14 Jan 2014 03:42 PM
Na.m.e: Lucien Orville

Physical Appearance: Lucien has a slender figure, but don't be fooled that his small size means he's weak. Lucien has long, medium-length, brown straight hair. Lucien has dark brown eyes, giving off a glow of sorts. Lucien is overall pretty clean, with fairly white teeth. Lucien stands about 5'3. Lucien has a slight amount of stubble, but is clearly being shaved just enough to prevent heavy stubble or actual facial hair.

Lucien wears a dark brown tailcoat, over his clothing, as well as a brass demon mask adorned with metal gears. Lucien's tailcoat has a dark brown hood which can fold into itself, giving off the illusion that he can manifest his hood at will. Lucien has dark blue silk pants. Lucien wears a vest as well, amber in color and underneath his tailcoat, with many pockets full of his equipment, and a sachel containing of his folding cutless, among other things. Lucien's undershirt, found under both his is a plain, silk white noble shirt, but with small metal circles woven into the fabric, made completely out of brass shavings, as well as gear-shaped patterns covering the cufflinks and forearms.

G.end.er: Male

A.ge: 27

Faction: Brass Claws

Starting Location: Blackhearth

Skills: Lockpicking, stealth, assassination, magic.

Do you want magic?: Yes, and I already have it due to being admin, but I'm doing the box text anyways.

Notable Items: Lucien has a mechanical brass prosthetic claw, capable of using magic. No one knows where Lucien acquired this claw, nor how he can use magic with it without being born into it. Lucien's claw also functions like a normal hand, minus the nerves, and can be moved like one as if it was his normal hand.

Lucien also has a cutlass, it's blade able to fold into itself, engraved with an ancient language which reads "The Brass Demon lives".

Properties: All Brass Claw bases.

Biography: Lucien's past is mysterious as his brass claw, and few know more than a few fragments of his past.

These few people know he lived on the streets for a while, he had lost a beloved woman he had plans to make his betrothed, and that eventually his hand was amputated and had to be replaced with a brass claw.

The Box Text: Not needed, but I'm doing it anyways.

I awake, as if I hadn't breathed in days. I feel as if I had been here before. Lost in this labyrinth, I wander through. The walls appear to crumble, giving way to a perfect cube which I reside in. A beast roars, and darkness fills my lungs. I cough and run, plunging myself into a fleshy substance and phasing through. A blinding light pierces my eyes, and I begin to fall for an unknown amount of time.

I awake, as if I hadn't breathed in days. I feel as if I had been here before.

Wanted?: Yes. (But only the Brass Demon identity is wanted, while Lucien can walk around with no worries.)

If wanted, which towns?: Blackhearth, Stableton, and Bristol.

Other: Steampunk worlds rock. Soardlo told me the S he added in was an accident.
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OrangeKe is not online. OrangeKe
Joined: 14 Jan 2013
Total Posts: 1290
14 Jan 2014 03:52 PM
(I'm going to change my name to Evelen Bourne.)
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