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Re: ~'\Utopia/'~
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magma72
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| 22 Apr 2012 05:45 PM |
Plot:
After many years, nations rise and fall. Former world powers become withering molds of dust, same with the other countries, falling short of world domination. On the year 2750, all nations had died. Ranging from America to China, from Japan to Brazil, to Italy unto Great Britain, all of them had died. A murder it was, the killer being a duet, a duet of trained assassins, planning to destroy the world. The duet consisted of Humanity and War.
Out of the nations' ashes, a city rose. The city started out small, as with any other city. The city was declared Valia Doftnia, and laws were set, laws that would shape the land into an utopia. Vaila Doftnia has no theft, no murder, no crime at all. And luckily, you were born here. You were born with the guarantee that you will never be harmed, verbally or physically. That was all a lie. Vaila Doftnia had a power like no other, a power to end hunger, poverty, and strengthen security, however, power comes with a price.
The citizens rebelled against the aristocracy, striking down many officers, beating officials. It brought down nearly half of the empire. This didn't stop the higher power, as they began fighting as well. Both sides clashed for more than twenty years, spilling red on the luxuriant green grass. To make matters worse, vicious creatures from the unknown have come, causing casualties for both sides of the civil war. It seems as if the war will never end, that you will keep fighting for life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, even though the pursuit will never end in happiness, just more and more bloodshed.
This is when you learn of an actual utopia, one that will never die. At first you think that those were just rumors passed around, so you stay. And then you think, think of the possibilities of true life, true liberty, and true happiness. You know of the dangers, that those monsters that attacked Valia Doftnia are still out there, waiting for you to come into its lair. You know that this is probably going to result in your death, but you can't resist. You decide to leave this rat-of-a-city in search of a better life, in search of the true Utopia...
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Geography:
Valia Doftnia rests on the Naviara #Pronounced Na-v-air-m# ountain range, a mountain range that was settled in 2875. Below the Naviara is the Jaded Forest, known for its dangerous wood creatures. Occasionally spotted inside the Jaded Forest are several plains. These plains would have been declared clearings, but everyone decided against it due to its massive size. The trees soon fade away into a rocky desert, with cracked rocks and a lack of water, this desert has never been crossed. After that is the Capat Cliff, where all known knowledge of the land stops.
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Monsters: (These are the monsters known to the citizens of Valia Doftnia, mainly because these are the ones that attacked the city. They're more monsters, but they aren't known due to their location.)
Cercopes: These monkey like beings are the closet to Valia Doftnia, for they live in the Naviara Mountain Range. These agile creatures make expert pickpockets, for they are small, fast and stealthy. These creatures are easy to defeat if you can spot them, yet hard to find. They have brown fur, usually stand at around three foot two, and weigh about forty five pounds.
Dryads: These creatures live in the Jaded Forests, although depicted as graceful tree nymphs, Dryads stalk their prey by leaping through the trees. Once the travelers stop to eat or rest, the Dryads sing twisted and graphic songs on how they are going to kill the poor victim. Clueless and afraid, the traveler is unable to fight unless the singing stops. It does stop however, but only when the traveler isn't alive to hear the end.
Dwarfs: These small little creatures try to hide in the plains of the Jaded Forest. These creatures are small, but also easy to find due to the nature of their environment. Dwarfs are also not the fastest creature around, but they are hardy.They can take quite a few hits before they die, so do not underestimate these beings. Dwarfs stand at two foot six inches and usually weighs about 120 lbs.
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Rules: (I know that those are a lot of rules, but they're easy to follow.)
1: Limited romance. 2: No God modding/Mary (or Gary) sues. 3: Be descriptive with your CS, I don't want the admins (Or myself for that matter) to have to read through utter crap. Make it good. 4: Don't kill other peoples' characters without the other's permission. 5: If you are reading this PM (Private message) me the code phrase "New Hope". 6: My word>Admin's word>Your word 7: No asterisks (*'s) while in character. 8: Acceptable grammar is a MUST, but you should already know this... 9: As stated in the plot, it is likely that you will die, if you do, don't complain, make another character and play it off like you were there the whole time. 10: "It's not in the rules" is not an excuse, it's good that you've read the rules and all, but this is not tolerated. 11: Constructive criticism is allowed, but trolling, flaming, or other sorts of hate are prohibited. 12: Use brackets ( {}, [], () ) while in OoC (Out of Character) 14: No guns, but if you so desire for ranged weapons, bow/arrows, and slingshots are allowed. 15: More rules will be added with time.
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Admins:
RangerGirl3373 Viva12 Anyone who impresses me with their CS
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CS: (Follow rule #3 please...)
Name: A.ge: Gender: Personality (Please do not make it a list of words.): Appearance (Same with personality): Bio (Highly recommended if not required): Items (No guns, can be a small supply of food/water): Other (Whatever I missed, put it here):
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magma72
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| 22 Apr 2012 05:57 PM |
(I almost forgot, admin powers)
Admin powers:
1: Approve/Decline CS'es 2: Ban rulebreakers 3: More will be added with time. |
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tobin2006
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| Joined: 15 Jan 2011 |
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| 22 Apr 2012 06:05 PM |
CS: (Follow rule #3 please...)
Name:Jim Newt A.ge:15 Gender:male Personality (Please do not make it a list of words.):I am smart, except when I im not focused. I am a book worm and very creative. I space off a lot of the time. Appearance (Same with personality):I am tall ,and skinny. With blue eyes, and brown hair. I usally wear a Black shirt, with Blue jeans Bio (Highly recommended if not required):I was a scientest before the civil war. After i started helping the rebels by helping study the animals that attacked us. I left because I knew we would be doomed if we stayed there. I snuck out of the city with a tent and set up near water and covered tent with bushs and limbs of trees and my scent with mud on my tent. Items (No guns, can be a small supply of food/water): I have a stone spear, and a knief. I have 2 bottels of water and 4 rabbits. A tent, chemicals and a microscope. I also have sciene equpment Other (Whatever I missed, put it here):None
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| 22 Apr 2012 06:24 PM |
Name: Kalvin Jones A.ge: 14 Gender: Male Personality (Please do not make it a list of words.): Kalvin is short tempered and quick to act. He never puts much thought into anything. He can be kind, but only to the people who try to get close to him. He was a born leader, and he really just wants someone to realize he's there. Appearance (Same with personality): Kalvin is 5'7" with short tan hair with bangs that hang below his dark brown eyes. His skin is tan but not too tan, with dashes of sunburn over his body. He is kind of muscular, but not extremely. He wears a denim vest, that used to be a jacket, but he ripped the sleeves off. Underneath the vest he has a tight black t-shirt on, its extremely tattered. He has a pair of denim jeans with the knees ripped off. He also has a pair of Black and white sneakers that are ripped up and at the edge of being unwearable. Bio (Highly recommended if not required): Kalvin grew up in a large family. He was the youngest of ten kids. His father died of an unknown disease. No one really cared to know him, and he came in last for most everything. He wasn't book smart, the only real talents he had were fighting, and strategy. He didn't really care to leave, to find a better home. He was glad to leave his past behind him and start anew. Items (No guns, can be a small supply of food/water): Kalvin carries a signature flame shaped hunting knife given to him by his father at all times, it his most prized possession. He has three small canteens of water, and some dried, seasoned deer meat. He also has a box of matches, a lighter, and some lighter fluid. Other (Whatever I missed, put it here): N/A |
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magma72
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| 22 Apr 2012 06:53 PM |
Name: Marcus Alvoy
A.ge: 27
Gender: Male
Personality (Please do not make it a list of words.): Marcus is a person who would rather be alone then with a group, preferring solitude over friendship. It is also apparent that Marcus has trust issues, trusting only his younger sister Brooke, and even then he occasionally has trouble trusting her. While in solitude, Marcus likes to write poetry in a journal. He says it's "His outlet" of all of his emotions at the time.
Appearance (Same with personality): Marcus stands at 6'1" and weighs 175 lbs, giving him a wiry build, just like both of his parents. His eyes are a natural steel gray-blue, although it tends to change at times. His hair is black, but looks brown in direct sunlight. His facial features are strong but innocent, just like him.
Marcus wears a light brown coat with a white dress shirt underneath, matching light brown slacks, brown almost hiking boots, and a brown and white pinstripe fedora. He also wears glasses to help curve his poor, near-sighted eyes. The lenses on these glasses are transition lenses, so they turn into sunglasses in the sun.
Bio (Highly recommended if not required): Marcus was nine when he got his journal from his mother for his birthday. At first he really didn't have a use for it, then he found poetry. His love for poems started when he was twelve. He had learned about it at his school, where the teacher was teaching the students about limericks. Instantly he was hooked, he would try to find scrap pieces of paper to write some down. He then remembered about his journal, and began to write in that.
One day when he was seventeen he came home from school to find all of his journals dumped into a trashcan, above the journals was a letter that stated that he was too old for childish things like poetry. He looked down to see both of his parents' signatures at the end of the letter. Marcus basically raged, he dug out the journals and rushed to his room to find his sister Brooke on sitting on his bed, looking straight at him. "I tried to stop them, but.... You know how it is with Dad, always demanding." From that moment on, Marcus couldn't trust anyone, except his sister, whom he knows better than well... Everyone.
After giving up all hope with the rebellion, Marcus and Brooke left Valia Doftnia in search of the Utopia.
Items (No guns, can be a small supply of food/water): Marcus has brought a backpack with an assortment of knives, a package of crackers, a canteen to hold water, and his collection of poems that he wrote in several journals each having a leather cover.
Other (Whatever I missed, put it here): Did I mention that he has a sister? Who I'll also make a CS for.
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magma72
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| 22 Apr 2012 06:59 PM |
@Tobin
Can you fix some of you grammatical mistakes? That would be highly appreciated.
@Frank
Accepted. |
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Tantivy09
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| Joined: 10 Mar 2009 |
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| 22 Apr 2012 07:26 PM |
Name: Anjii Wellersmitt
A.ge: 16
Gender: Female
Personality (Please do not make it a list of words.): She's somewhat clumsy but that's only when she's tired. When she isn't tired she keeps herself busy by doing cartwheels and backflips. She's a strong, bubbly, outgoing person, and always a tiny bit hyper.
Appearance (Same with personality): She has long red/brown hair that she keeps tied in a thick braid. She has brown eyes, a smooth, tan complexion, 5"6 and skinnier than other girls her age. Bruises are common because she always falls and runs into things. She usually wears a solid red teeshirt over a black tank top with jeans, fingerless, leather gloves, and red hightops. When she's cold she has a leather jacket.
Bio (Highly recommended if not required): TBR
Items (No guns, can be a small supply of food/water): Bow with twelve arrows, a bent dagger, a 16 oz water bottle that's never full, and 2 small bread rolls
Other (Whatever I missed, put it here): Can she punch people and if she hits them on a pressure point they become immobilized? Say for two or three minutes? Just enough time for her to run? |
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magma72
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| 23 Apr 2012 04:14 PM |
@Tan
Accepted, and for a minute, 60 seconds is plenty of time for a person who's "...a tiny bit hyper". |
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magma72
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| 23 Apr 2012 04:52 PM |
(Time to make Brooke...)
Name: Brooke Alvoy
A.ge: 25
Gender: Female
Personality (Please do not make it a list of words.): Brooke is the kind of person that you would see working in a hospital. She is a caring person that you would want to see everyday. She is very interested in the medical field and tries to practice as much as she can. However, she hates killing anything, so hunting for food is NOT an option for her.
Appearance (Same with personality): Brooke stands at 5'7" and weighs 135lbs. Her eyes are a steel grey-blue, just like her brother Marcus. Her hair is a choclate brown and is styled to curl at her shoulders.Her facial features are some-what small, but not too defined. No scars are present on her, but a few freckles can be spotted.
Brooke's clothing consists of a white jacket with a fur from some sort of animal around the edges, white jeans, white winter boots with matching fur at the top and with balls covered in the same fur on a 2" string connected to the inside. She doesn't wear a hat, seeing that the jacket has a hood. Below the jacket is a purple t-shirt.
Bio (Highly recommended if not required): Brooke was a normal kid back at Vailia Doftnia, she would come home from school to see both of her parents and her older brother Marcus at the door, waiting for her. Being the youngest of the family, she was spoiled back when she was a child. Then the teenage years came and her parents just drifted away, now focusing on Marcus and his "Poetry problem". In a way, she felt just a hint of jealousy, but her naturally caring instincts took over.
Now as for the revolution, she was born about three when it started, so she got to see the world before it ignited. Man how she wishes things would be just like that, free of death and destruction. This is probably her motivation for leaving the city, but that doesn't matter, just as long as she gets to the Utopia.
Items (No guns, can be a small supply of food/water): Brooke's backpack contains: one some-what large cantine filled with water, iodine, instructions for the iodine, a roll of bandages, a couple of slices of pork, and Marcus's pen that he forgot.
Other (Whatever I missed, put it here): Brooke = Marcus's sister, I cannot explain that enough.
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magma72
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| 23 Apr 2012 08:26 PM |
| (Why don't we start now so this thread won't die early?) |
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magma72
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| 24 Apr 2012 04:58 PM |
(Good, everyone who is accepted is online, let's begin. We each leave at diffrent times, so as to not meet up right at the VERY beggining.)
Marcus
I take on look back at Vailia Doftnia, such destruction and pain, I knew I couldn't trust them. I sigh and advance down the mountains, one of my knives in hand. Right next to me was Brooke, she didn't have any weapons on her so I guess I have to defend her. But that's alright with me, after all she is my little sister.
Brooke
I walk foward to se my big brother Marcus staring at the city. So I wait for him to catch up. He does and we're off, off to the great unknown. We leave the smoke and flames, the red on green, the death and destruction. It's all a mess, so we're leaving, leaving for good. |
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| 24 Apr 2012 05:06 PM |
~Kalvin~ I sit in my room, preparing for my journey to Utopia. |
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Tantivy09
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| 25 Apr 2012 04:28 PM |
Anjii
I silently glide through the alleys of the city, my city. I was going to leave today. Sure, I had lived in my own house that my parents had paid for, but the city was horrible. I had barely any money. There was no other way. I told my parents that if I found the Utopia rumored to exist I'd come back for them. I sat down and checked my pack. Everything was there. My bow. My twelve arrows. My dagger. My water bottle. The bread. Everything. This was my life. I stood up and slipped out of the city. |
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magma72
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| 25 Apr 2012 05:34 PM |
Marcus
We come about 60 feet down the mountain when a Cercope comes and tries to take Brooke's backpack. I quickly thrown a knife at it and it falls to the ground. Dead. I guess I'm better at these things then I thought. Brooke and I continue down the mountain.
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Tantivy09
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| 25 Apr 2012 06:01 PM |
Anjii
A few minutes into my journey I pull out my bow and load it. I really wished there was someone with me to watch my back. I wasn't safe. I knew I wouldn't be safe doing this but I wanted peace over death in that godless place. It was behind me. I switch to being light on my feet and turning slightly each step, watching for any movement. |
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| 25 Apr 2012 06:01 PM |
~Kalvin~ I start out the door, hopefully this Utopia is worth my time. |
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