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| 08 Apr 2012 02:47 PM |
===READ THIS FIRST===
This is a TPRP [Tai's Partnership Roleplay]. I suppose it can be considered private, but I'm allowing a list full of RPers to join. Refer to the list to see if you may join:
http://www.roblox.com/Forum/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=64585196
The list continues on all three pages. If I know you, and you don't see your name, let me know *in a PM*. If you aren't on the list, and I DON'T recognize you, I apologize. I may consider letting you join, but don't get your hopes up. I can't let everyone join...
===READ THIS FIRST===
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When this small world - Cattos - was created, three peculiar individuals came into being. They are the Trinity. These three beings were shaped from the particles of a lake called Vacini, whom we may know as the divine founder of this world. The Vacini's water was designed to fill the People of Cattos with high-spirits. It cured almost anything. But, the Vacini was one lake out of several; the People of Cattos had difficulty finding this lake. They struggled to reach it before fate took one's life away. This lake that was specifically designed to aid the People of Cattos was not doing very well with its task. The people cried out to Vacini for help.
Thus, the Trinity was formed.
The Trinity emerged from the Vacini to take responsibilities into their own hands. There is...
Enros, the Wise and the Mindful.
Galos, the Valiant and the Assured.
Toron, the Healer and the Mender.
With these aspects, the Trinity passed from lake to lake, river to river, pond to pond, giving forth their essences that would match the Vacini's quality and significance. Heart-ache, disease, anger, bitterness, envy, jealousy, illness- these burdens of Cattos dropped tremendously. The villages of Cattos strived, and the People of Cattos were jubilant, longing for more of the Trinity's divine work. But, this longing turned to greed. And that greed turned to determination. And that determination led to corruption.
The Trinity could not withstand this rebellious civilization. The people flocked together and hunted the Trinity, in hope that they could take them prisoner. And it was evident that constant wars would break out from there- villages fight villages, battling for the possession of the Trinity, as though the Trinity was not people, but instead valuable relics.
The Trinity came to the conclusion that they could not hide forever. Vacini was not answering their requests, so he must have already established a solution. And this was it: the Trinity must build a labyrinth. It must be in the form of a tower, with ten floors, no more or less. There must be an outer ring with bridges connecting tunnels on each side of the ring. In the center of the maze, there must be "checkpoints". They are mere rooms that do not move. Everything will remain the same in them. There will be ten tunnels leading out of each "checkpoint" - there will be ten, one on top of another - and these tunnels will lead into the outer ring. The bridges will move frequently, and they will move in a pattern.
And thus, the Trinity constructed the labyrinth.
Enros designed the labyrinth, according to Vacini's regulations.
Galos formed the beasts and brutes that roam the maze freely.
Toron averted his purposes by filling the bottom of the maze with lethal substances that would burn skin, poison individuals, and stimulate hallucinations
With no further adieu, the Trinity filled a fountain with their own essences that would guarantee immortality to any who drink from it: no more disease or illness; no more pain or suffering; no more depression or sorrow; no more anger or bitterness; no more jealousy or envy; and, lastly, no more aging. And it is called the Fountain of Youth.
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A party of certain individuals could no longer bear the hardships of Cattos. Thus, they stepped forward to search for this Fountain of Youth so that they could prosper. But they face starvation, hallucinations that may result in death, and wicked beasts that won't hesitate to kill them. Vacini has abandoned them. The Trinity cannot help them. The other People of Cattos are too cowardly to take a risk. They are alone. And they don't even know if they will be successful...
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Character Sheet:
-Your name?:
-Your age?:
-Your gender?:
-Your appearance?:
-Your personality?:
-Your background?:
-Your weapons?:
-Your other provisions?:
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The Rules:
-No godmodding, complaining, arguing, cussing, and the like. -If you're going to join, please be committed to the RP. Or else, your character will die. -Only those on the 'Tai's Partnership List' may join. -Your character will likely die. Please be aware of this. -If you're having trouble with another RP, be the more mature one and inform me as opposed to carrying on with the argument. -I don't want any random teleportation please. That is to say, leaping from one location to another in a heart-beat. Be realistic, and travel the distance. -I may choose a few admins if I find it necessary. If I do, don't beg for admin if you didn't get it. And, respect the admins, as well. |
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| 08 Apr 2012 04:08 PM |
Character Sheet:
-Your name?: Bimmy Lee
-Your a.g.e?: 20
-Your gender?: Male
-Your appearance?: Bimmy has oak-colored hair, and poor-seeing green eyes. His skin is the color of birch planks, because he was from a very cold place and perhaps his face got red as a result of it.
-Your personality?: Bimmy Lee isn't going to throw a fight without initially testing a creature's capabilities (he was a wolf-killer, after all). He got cold often and rested when he could, but that doesn't mean that he'll just stop. Often, he'll have his axe ready for use.
-Your background?: So Bimmy Lee...the most notable thing about him was that, in his family, he was set to guard the house from wolves. He had a family of five, and their house often got raided. So Bimmy was handed an axe and was taught to fight these canines. He did a good job, but for all intents and purposes he could rarely stay warm. As a result he almost froze to death, but thankfully there was a fireplace inside the home. Safety at last, but not quite...
-Your weapons?: About two steel hatchets.
-Your other provisions?: He has about four fish on him, uncooked, and a fishing pole just in case.
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| 08 Apr 2012 04:15 PM |
| I find it unfair that you are not letting everybody join. |
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| 08 Apr 2012 04:18 PM |
| I will probably join when I get back to my laptop that is. I hope you guys don't start without me. I'm on my iPad btw.) |
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| 08 Apr 2012 04:18 PM |
(I do this because the senior RPers have more experience. They know me more, and, thus, I'm allowing them to join. But, because I may be stereotyping those I don't recognize/the newer RPers, I said I may allow a few people who aren't on the list.
If you'd like to join, go ahead.) |
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| 08 Apr 2012 04:22 PM |
| ( Alright. Sorry if I sounded a bit snobby. ) |
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| 08 Apr 2012 04:38 PM |
-Your name?: Elora Saenz (Pronounced 'signs')
-Your a.ge?: 22 -Your gender?: Female
-Your appearance?: Elora has medium, wavy hair that stops about two inches below her chin. Her hair is an chestnut brown. Her eyes are a doe eye shaped and are an light brown. Isabel has a very slender figure. She's 5.6 and weighs about 100 hundred pounds. Elora has a wide nose and small peach colored lips. She has unnoticeable eyebrows and very short eyelashes.
-Your personality?: Elora is quiet, reflective, and idealistic. She is interested in serving humanity. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. She is mentally quick, and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.
-Your background?: Elora lived on her own ever since her father died. She works as a maid for people who can afford it.
-Your weapons?: Pickaxe
-Your other provisions?: She has a skin filled with water.
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| 08 Apr 2012 06:24 PM |
| ROBLOX Keeps blocking my CS.. can I sum it up? |
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| 08 Apr 2012 06:55 PM |
| (Oh, great. Had to restart computer and lost all work.. I'll re-write it later.) |
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| 08 Apr 2012 07:01 PM |
| :D Finally a TPRP! I'll make my CS soon. |
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masterx
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| 08 Apr 2012 07:11 PM |
holycrapholycrap and i'm on the LIST alright is this a fantasy world where magic can be used and if so, give an explanation of how it works |
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Xzerizon
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| 08 Apr 2012 07:38 PM |
(Hi Tai.)
-Your name?: I'm Llysi Lacigol. Or, at least, I think so.
-Your age?: Last time someone bothered to tell me, I was fifty.
-Your gender?: Well, I do believe I am male.
-Your appearance?: Well, I detect a mirror here. I'll take a look. I have long, white hair, rough and greasy from lack of washing, and a rough halo of what looks like broken thorned circling my head. My eyes are white, big surprise, my blindness affecting them so. My forehead seems to be dirty, as is the rest of my face. I seem to have a slightly bent nose and the corners of my eyes seem a bit mashed in. My mouth is also badly deformed. In front of all this, my face is covered with... a bandana, black in color, with various designs drawn across it. It leaves a hole for my nostrils and holes where my ears can poke through, vital, because I am blind and unable to speak. Some sort of charm is attached to my neck by a flax string: sturdy, brown wood, in the shape of an S with various tails letting off. I have broad shoulders and a sturdy build under my heavily sunburned skin, and I am covered with a light brown leather robe and some strange wooden armor beneath.
-Your personality?: You could call me whatever you want: pessimistic, quiet, obeying orders, whatever.
-Your background?: I was blinded at an early age, and my voice was taken from me a while later. My mentor, a kind man, tutored me in telekinesis and telepathy, allowing me some sort of vision of the world and some speech (although it is only in the mind). Now, it might have been better for me to die, but I am alive, so be it. I don't know what I exist for: no one seems to care about me now. I've lived as a begger for fourty years and I am sick of it. I seem to have a small sense of memory loss too.
-Your weapons?: A long, wooden staff, carefully mended in several places, with an iron tip fastened on both ends. The charm seems like something too.
-Your other provisions?: The clothes on my back, and some food.
> Couldn't care less ▬ Xžε⌐¡z○╖ |
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| 08 Apr 2012 08:27 PM |
(@Master,
Mmm... I'm sort of hesitant to say yes. I'd rather everyone be human, so that this would be more difficult, but I s'pose some magic is allowed... But only minor stuff. Let's say, most magic is, erm, cut off in the maze, so to speak.
@Zerizon,
All I suggest for you is that you add another weapon, since magic is isolated. But, you're accepted.) |
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ix3Candy
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| 08 Apr 2012 08:53 PM |
dahkjdfhasdfj
since you addressed me as a senior roleplayer i guess i should make a huge CS to show that im worthy
お断りします! |
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masterx
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| 08 Apr 2012 09:09 PM |
(ugh character ideas seem to be blocked) |
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| 08 Apr 2012 10:10 PM |
-Your name?: Awnia Pelas Faine
-Your ag.e?: 21
-Your gender?: Female
-Your appearance?: Awnia generally wears her jet black hair over her left shoulder. Her eyes are a bright shade of brown, and her nose is is notably long. Her face is freckled, and her skin is of a light shade of brown. She is fairly slim, and stands at a height of 5' 4".
-Your personality?: Awnia has a crabby and hostile attitude most of the time. She is headstrong, and prefers to be the leader in any case. She also struggles to come to an agreement with anyone on anything. She is scarcely mindful of her decisions, and this choice - to enter the labyrinth - is not one of those times. She can be very fierce and wrathful when she is provoked.
-Your background?: Awnia lived in a closely-packed village with her husband, Caddis. At this time, she was satisfied with her life. Caddis was the only person who brought a smile to her face. She adored him because he promised that he would be by her side in times of need. And he kept that promise during the rebellions organized by the other villagers. One night, Caddis wrapped his arms around her waist while they sat inside their cabin. Outside, the villagers marched. Caddis had expected them to pass through without bringing harm to the village. Alas, the villagers had begun to burn cabins, kill those who refused to take part in the rebellion. A man had driven through the door to their cabin. Awnia let out a cry and tightened her hold on Caddis. In poured more bulky villagers, and they dragged Awnia off of Caddis; they continuously beat him until his body was still. For the first few moments, Awnia was petrified. But she quickly recovered this shock, and made a beeline for the door. She successfully escaped, but not with the man she had hoped to escape with. Caddis was dead. She strived to overcome this sorrow brought upon her by the loss of her husband, and she did eventually. But, her entire personality changed. She was hostile toward any individual, including small children. She was no longer mindful of her decisions. And, then she heard of the Fountain of Youth...
-Your weapons?: A fairly long, broad steel knife with a crimson, leather hilt and blow darts
-Your other provisions?: A canteen of water, and a pack of fruits, meat, and loaves of bread. [I may add a couple other things] |
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| 08 Apr 2012 11:21 PM |
[Wonderful roleplay, Tai! I'm sorry I didn't get around to this much earlier.]
-Your name?: Celestia Faline Marore
-Your ag.e?: 19
-Your gender?: Female
-Your appearance?: Celestia is thin and not very tall, weighing in at 134 pounds and standing at 5'4". Her skin is a paler tone, but not ghostly, highlighting her brunette locks of hair that reach to her upper back. Celestia's face is a gentle heart shape, and a miniature widow's peak creeps over her forehead. Her eyes are a gracious blue, a color that would remind you of the ocean. Several sca.rs linger on her cheeks from her past, and a unique assortment of freckles skatter her cheeks.
-Your personality?: Celestia is brave but shy, keeping to herself most of the time. She is a mildly intellectual person that seems wise, like a wise soul enclosed in a young form.
-Your background?: Celestia grew up with her mother, her father, and her brother on a farm, secluded from other homes due to the rows and rows of crops. Her mother was shy and obedient, never defying others and always tending to their needs. She was loving and caring, always caring for Celestia and her brother. However, Celestia's father was an abusive man, inflicting harm on her and her brother since they first could walk. When Celestia was seven, her dear brother, her seemingly only friend, was beaten so severely by their father that he passed on, leaving Celestia all on her lonesome in a metaphorical manner. After many more yea.rs of the torture, Celestia finally ran away, living on her own in the wild for a long time, until she finally managed to get her own home.
-Your weapons?: Celestia's main weapon is a hand carved oak bow, with a taut twine string and willow arrows.
-Your other provisions?: Slung in a hay woven satchel over her shoulder, Celestia carries a small supply of wild berries and a small, turtle shell bowl for any drinks or meals. |
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| 09 Apr 2012 09:51 AM |
(Thank you, Wicked. :3 And, it's fine.
Accepted, by the way.) |
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| 09 Apr 2012 10:59 AM |
(I was going to join, but then I was like;)
(-Name: Klar Unbranden
-A.g-
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Never mind.) |
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Xzerizon
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| 09 Apr 2012 12:40 PM |
(Magic is isolated? Does that mean there is no magic? Hmm.
Might as well add a dagger to my pack. Strong steel.)
> Couldn't care less ▬ Xžε⌐¡z○╖ |
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