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| 15 Aug 2012 09:19 PM |
A sequel of sorts to an MRP, as well as the prequel to the thread Onward.
The year is 200 M.A. (Modern Age), taking the place of the Reconstruction Age after the War of the Elves. Cities not unlike our own spring up all over the continents of the world. Each of the nations hold a share of the Old Land, but the majority of each country is located elsewhere.
Species:
Human: What could one possibly describe?
Praecessor, High Elf: Believed to be the original stock of Elven traits, tall with pointed ears and a long life span
Eirini, Wood Elf: Appearance similar to a High Elf
Verratir, Water Elf: Ears have a blue tip on the point
Saoritin, Fire Elf: Hydrocarbon-based Elven species, feeding off of coal and oil, red irises and ear tips, strangely pale skin, appearance is real @ge divided by nine, hair is black or red (or striped both), deadly aversion to water (causes blue "burns" and death after long submersion and/or lack of treatment), often a strict and militarial personality
Idaweic, Ice Elf: Ears have a light blue tip on the point, difficult to distinguish from Verratir at first glance
Drow, Dark Elf: Gray-skinned Elves, remembered for their animosity towards others in the War of the Elves
Molior, Orc: Green-gray skinned people, often with a larger muscle mass and greater height
Factions:
(Feel free to create your own corporation, PMC, circus, etc.)
Kingdom of Chromeer: Human kingdom
Kingdom of Tethghir: Human kingdom
Kingdom of Valdemar: Kingdom of several Elven species, ruled by their High Queen
Second Saoritin Imperium: Empire of the Fire Elves, ruled by their Emperor/Empress (There are several other administrative positions already named)
United Idaweic Kingdoms: Monarchy of Ice Elf Kingdoms, led by their Overking Kavaltajia Dominion: Government of Water Elves, ruled by their High Council
Drow Shadow Empire: Government of Dark Elves, led by their Cloaked Emperor (Their Commander of Armed Forces is called the Dagger General; see what I did there?)
Eirini Republic: Government of Wood Elves, ruled by their President
Church of the Lightfire: Religious organization of several species, primarily Saoritin, led by their Annunciator and organized in a manner that I'll probably describe later on
High Kingdom: Government of the High Elves, ruled by their Prime Justiciar
CS: Name: Species Gender: RPAge: Faction: Physical Appearance: Personality: Items Carried: Short Biography (Optional): Other (Optional):
Rules: No Godmodding, Flaming, etc. The basics.
Admins: They know who they are. If there is trouble, then just PM me.
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| 15 Aug 2012 10:14 PM |
CS: Name: Alari Tonfi Species: Saoritin Gender: Female RPAge: 19 (171) Faction: None Physical Appearance: Alari has black eyes and hair, tall and willowy, relies on brains rather than brawn. Looks a lot like Shaya. Personality: Alari is brash and sarcastic, defying anyone to try and befriend her. Items Carried: Handgun Short Biography (Optional): Alari is the grandaughter of Shaya and Hadrian Tonfi. Unlike the rest of her family she didn't hold with Lightfire, or anything else. In a rebellious fashion she left home and disowned her family.
(Ok, is this like 2000? Or 200? Cause that is NOT modern.) |
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| 16 Aug 2012 12:26 AM |
| (*facepalm* Of all people, I was the one who forgot Elven aging when we discussed your char's ancestry. Granddaughter is fine. The year system is different. Notice how I said 200 M.A., and that there was an age before that. It's like with B.C. ending at 0 and becoming A.D.) |
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| 16 Aug 2012 12:40 AM |
Name: Garnet
Species: Psh...High Elf, of course.
Gender: Female.
RPAge: About 180, looking around 18.
Faction: None right now, no.
Physical Appearance: Garnet has skin, that is almost as white as snow, since she is albino. Her eyes are red, and blood-curdling, screaming from the childhood pains she has had. Her hair is black, falling down past her shoulders, and to her waist like dangling cobwebs. Her lips are painted a thick, dark red. Her eyes outlined with black, that shimmer with a dark red. Her hair is usually tied in a simple bun, with strands hanging across her face. A crown, from her nobility, is a dark coal-color. Roses are slid into her hair, with the actual flower of a rose sticking out from the crown. She is usually wearing a simple black and red gown, all of a different style. Her shoes are simple ballet-flats, usually died red. Her ears are pointed, and on her hands are laced red gloves, with ribbon intertwining the fingers. Around her neck is a collar, it's red, and laced, hiding a scar.
Personality: Her personality varies.
Items Carried: She carries around a ring of her father's, and a necklace around her neck.
Short Biography (Optional): Garnet can not speak, due to an odd birth, she was born with only one vocal chord. Thus, being, she was neglected by her mother and father. Just recently, however, she was captured and held for ransom. Her last, and final vocal chord being cut out. She can no longer speak or scream, she can only laugh, since it is uneven breathing. She can mouth words well and write, however, she can not sign. Her hearing and sense of smell is heightened because of this.
Other (Optional):
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| 16 Aug 2012 08:13 AM |
| (*one clap of the hands* Good! Now, does anyone have a plot? I might've forgotten that one.) |
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| 16 Aug 2012 10:14 AM |
| (*Rolls eyes* I'll kick it off. I'm gonna guess this is basically 2000?) |
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| 16 Aug 2012 10:41 AM |
| (Mhm. Anywhere between 2000 and 2012, or something along those lines.) |
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| 16 Aug 2012 11:54 AM |
Name: Yarik Valek
Species: Drow
Gender: Male
RPAge: 555 (Appears in his 50s)
Faction: Drow Shadow Empire
Physical Appearance: Valek is tall, with gray skin, black hair, and a slightly muscled form. He is often clothed in a gray uniform.
Personality: Valek is not to be annoyed.
Items Carried: He always carries a ceremonial, obsidian dagger and a Desert Falcon pistol (New brand names!)
Short Biography (Optional): Valek is the Dagger General of the Drow Armed Forces. Basically, he is one of the most powerful men on the planet. Other (Optional): N/A
Name: Marn Volca
Species: Saoritin
Gender: Male
RPAge: 252 (Appearance of 28)
Faction: None (Citizen of the Imperium as a technicality)
Physical Appearance: Marn is of medium height, with red hair and angular features. He is lithe in shape, and he has the red eyes and ear tips of a Saoritin. He often dresses in a black suit.
Personality: Marn is cautious in deals and such, but is often cheerful.
Items Carried: Any wares you could want! (as well as a 9mm)
Short Biography (Optional): Despising the workings of the Imperial bureaucracy, Marn left the Saoritin home country to become a freelance trader and salesman.
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| 16 Aug 2012 04:48 PM |
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Name: Sedivost Pritmie Species: Drow Gender: Male RPAge: 226 (appears early twenties) Faction: Independent Mercenary. Physical Appearance: Tall and verging on skeletal. His skin is ashen, and hair kept in a combed formal military cut as befitting an officer. He wears a modified military uniform, all insignias carefully removed; charcoal knee-length officer's coat that buttons only upon the right, crisp black trousers and grey hiking boots, a plain white shirt with black silk tie is underneath and he also wears a pair of thin black leather gloves. Personality: A calm, confident man; trusting in his previous military and intelligence training to keep him alive. He overflows with cynicism and a lack of faith in anything but skill, both of which contributing to his lack of tolerance for other beliefs. He quite happily accepts any job which will challenge him, in return for sustaining and supplying him until his next job. Items Carried: Clothing, funds, a long thin knife, two silenced handguns and often a briefcase containing a composite bow that splits into pieces and accompanying arrows. Short Biography (Optional): What is known by others is all above, anything outside of this dossier is exclusive only to those who share the memories and a small cadre of colleagues and close friends. Other (Optional): When between jobs and not either searching for another contract or information his can usually be found tucked away in the lesser known places of the world - often a quiet bar or gentleman's club, usually with a false identity. |
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| 18 Aug 2012 01:31 AM |
| [Well, Garnet feels old-fashioned. D;] |
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| 18 Aug 2012 12:45 PM |
Sedivost is sat in a small alcove tucked away in the depths of the Black Rose Tavern. The barmaid, a young pale human girl with the most unusual eyes brings over his usual small glass of Firebrand and smiles at him; she places the drink before him and then speaks to him. "You look like you've got the ear of intelligence, is it true what the rumours say? There was a sizeable military convoy making for the Nacht mountains? It seems a bit odd given that there's nothing there but my old grandfather." Sedivost lets one side of his mouth curl up in a twist of a smile, "Well, you are the curious one. That's certainly what rumours say, I couldnt say which nation or faction it hails from though."
She thanks him with a smile and walks around the corner back to the bar. |
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| 18 Aug 2012 12:54 PM |
| [Yup...Very old fashioned...I don't know how to start. D:] |
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| 18 Aug 2012 06:05 PM |
| (What happened to kicking it off? Also, someone feel free to interact with Sedivost if there are no other ideas. I haven't got a plot but a few story ideas.) |
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| 18 Aug 2012 06:08 PM |
(Well, be in the bar. That usually works.) ~Alari~ I recline against the wall, hat pulled over my eyes, and two chair legs off the floor. This crowd ought to make sure I'm not found by scent or sight, but I am. "You're coming with us," a gruff voice says in front of me. I sit up and pull my hat away from my eyes with a smirk. "Think you can make me?" He makes a grab for my arm and when his belly is unprotected, I kick him with as much force as I can muster. He drops and I make my escape. How did they find me here? |
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| 18 Aug 2012 11:10 PM |
| (...I have no idea, so, Sent, do whatever you want. I'm giving you the blank check of thread plots.) |
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| 19 Aug 2012 02:33 PM |
| Sedivost throws back the last of his glass of Firebrand and gets up to stand between Alari and the exit. "You know that killing them here stops them chasing you." |
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| 19 Aug 2012 02:43 PM |
- Garnet -
Taking hold of the door-knob, she slams the door shut behind her, leaving her mother's house. She places a hand on the lace collar that is around her neck, and sighs. It was a habit of hers. Her ears perk above her hair as she sits on a bench, just needing something to do for the day, seeing as she can't come home until her mother is asleep. |
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| 19 Aug 2012 05:13 PM |
| CS:Name: Elska mun Blomstra.Species: IdaweicGender: FemaleRPAge: 162 (appears 18)Faction: Idaweic family lower nobility.Physical Appearance: White skinned, with satin-blonde hair that comes down to rest upon the shoulder - what comes in front of the ears is plaited and finished with a small silver clasp engraved with a rose-bud, that above the ear is left loose and sweeps gently just over the tops of her eyes and down to her shoulder blades. Her irises are like polished lapis, and her ears arc backwards a inch to a point of an increasing azure hue.She wears almost two outfits, one closer to her race's roots and when anywhere but home she covers herself with a long thick navy overcoat that reaches almost to the ankles. The coat has long cuffs that cover the hand up to the fingers, the cuffs short white fur with swirls of blue stiching along both edges. The collar wraps up around her neck a short way there are clasps all the way down to the bottom of the coat, each decorated with a single pearl. The main body of the coat is covered in swirls of lighter blue tones dyed into the fabric and a swath of white fur around the neck. Under the coat is something much less 'conservative', a short shoulderless sleeved dress that comes to a little above the knee - an extended cuff also forming a point just over the back of the palm. The dress is an ice-blue and made of a silk-like material, the colour of the cloth gradually darkening towards a sky blue.Personality: Intelligent academically, well versed in politics and history but naive when it comes to people outside of a debating hall. Usually accompanied by hired protector who can occassionally act as an advisor to her sometimes impulsive nature.Items Carried: Clothing, some money and a small concealable Snjor-brand firearm.Short Biography (Optional): A member of a small Idaweic line of nobility, not important or powerful enough in the current climate to hold much voice in the court of the Overking but the land brings with it wealth and Elska has grown up with it practically at her fingertips.Other (Optional): |
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| 19 Aug 2012 11:40 PM |
(Might want to space that out. Even I can't read it.) ~Alari~ I glare at him, offended. "As much as it'd give me joy to, I can't. Mind moving before I have to rack you?" |
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| 20 Aug 2012 04:26 AM |
| Sedivost moves to the side by just a few inches, "Then I'll do it for you, I've got to keep in shape after all." |
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| 20 Aug 2012 10:00 AM |
~Alari~ I grab his arm. "No. I repeat, family. Leave them alone." |
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| 20 Aug 2012 10:04 AM |
"death after long submersion and/or lack of treatment"
i'm pretty sure that's called drowning |
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| 20 Aug 2012 11:48 AM |
Sedivost:
"Ah, gone are the days when a stranger's aid was appreciated. Enjoy being chased, though at least let me slow them down." He steps to the side. |
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| 20 Aug 2012 11:52 AM |
(I apologise for how the other turned out, I simply copied and pasted from a word processor and the line breaks were removed in the transfer. Here it is as it should be, with a small amount of extra words in a couple of places.)
CS: Name: Elska mun Blomstra. Species: Idaweic Gender: Female RPAge: 162 (appears 18) Faction: Idaweic minor nobility. Physical Appearance: White skinned, with satin-blonde hair that comes down to rest upon the shoulder - what comes in front of the ears is plaited and finished with a small silver clasp engraved with a rose-bud, that above the ear is left loose and sweeps gently just over the tops of her eyes and down to her shoulder blades. Her irises are like polished lapis, and her ears arc backwards a inch to a point of an increasing azure hue. She wears almost two outfits, one closer to her race's roots and when anywhere but home she covers herself with a long thick navy overcoat that reaches almost to the ankles. The coat has long cuffs that cover the hand up to the fingers, the cuffs short white fur with swirls of blue stiching along both edges. The collar wraps up around her neck a short way there are clasps all the way down to the bottom of the coat, each decorated with a single pearl. The main body of the coat is covered in swirls of lighter blue tones dyed into the fabric and a swath of white fur around the neck. Under the coat is something much less 'conservative', a short shoulderless sleeved dress that comes to a little above the knee - an extended cuff also forming a point just over the back of the palm. The dress is an ice-blue and made of a silk-like material, the colour of the cloth gradually darkening towards a sky blue towards the edges Personality: Intelligent academically, well versed in politics and history but naive when it comes to people outside of a debating hall. Usually accompanied by hired protector who can occassionally act as an advisor to keep in check her sometimes impulsive nature. Items Carried: Clothing, some money and a small concealable Snjor-brand firearm. Short Biography (Optional): A member of a small Idaweic line of nobility, not important or powerful enough in the current climate to hold much voice in the court of the Overking but the land brings with it wealth and Elska has grown up with it practically at her fingertips. Other (Optional): |
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| 20 Aug 2012 02:07 PM |
(Lol, no problem.) ~Alari~ I nod and dash off into the streets. |
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