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Pterodaustro is not online. Pterodaustro
Joined: 01 Nov 2012
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29 Nov 2012 07:12 PM
PROLOGUE

"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.



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.

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...

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.

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:
Pterodaustro(Me.)
AlixeTiir



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:

MY CHARACTER SHEET:
Na.m.e: Lucien Orville

Physical Appearance: Lucien has a slender figure, but don't mistake his size for his strength. 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 is clean-shaven.

Lucien wears a cloak, orangeish-brown in color, over his clothing, as well as a brass demon mask, adorned with gears. Lucien has dark blue silk pants. Lucien wears a vest as well, dark brown in color, with many pockets full of his equipment, and a sachel containing of his folding cutless, among other things. Lucien's undershirt is a plain, silk white noble shirt, but with glitter, made completely out of brass shavings, covered gear-shaped patterns on the cufflinks.

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 thread creator.

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 orphaned himself at age seven, killing his parents in their sleep and hiding the bodies. Lucien quickly grew bored of the orphanage he was put into, and burnt it down.

When living on the streets, Lucien was quickly taught that mindless killing with no plan causes enemies, and had to learn to hide from the law-enforcement that sought to hunt him.
Lucien used his newfound skills to evade law-enforcement, and take things for himself.

Some point in his adulthood, he lost his hand and part of his forearm, replacing it with a brass prosthetic claw capable of creating artificial magic, and founded the Brass Claws.

The Box Text: Not needed, due to being the thread creator.

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
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29 Nov 2012 07:16 PM
Na.me: Alexander Lumstein
Physical Appearance: Alexander wears fine noble's clothing, in hues of blue, and also wears a pair of black leather gloves for climbing.
Gen.der: Male
A.ge: 26
Faction: Bronze Empire
Starting Location: Blackhearth
Skills: Climbing, running, firearms, tinkering
Do you want magic?: Yes

Notable Items: A modified flintlock pistol, with two barrels instead of one, thus it can fire two shots before a reload, a small, jeweled dagger, and a comb.

Properties: An estate in the more expensive district in Blackheart.

Biography: Born to a noble house in Blackhearth, Alexander always had an adventurous streak in him; he'd sneak out at night and ruin his good clothes while scaling walls. One night, Alexander had encountered someone else on the rooftop, someone who obviously didn't want him to be there. That man tackled him and threw him off the building, nearly killing him.The events inspired him to get a weapon, and eventually his natural borne talent for tinkering led him to add the extra barrel. Throughout his life, Alexander had gone from job to job, not finding one that suited him, until at 25, he joined the Bronze Imperial Army. Alexander's noble status prevented him from being a mere grunt, and instead he was assigned to a boring desk job in the Mineral Surveying Task Force.

The Box Test: I awake, feeling as if this had already occurred a thousand
times. Tired of sulking to myself, I examine my quadrilateral prison. The walls
breathe, expanding and contracting with the beating of the heart in the center,
I can see their veins pumping blo.od from place to place, sustaining the whole.
I reach my sharp nails into the soft, bloody sack which is the heart, and I
feel something hard and metallic, which I tear out. Now, my blo.odied hand
carries a key, and the living walls and heart begin to shrivel up and die. In
the midst of the rotten flesh, I see a metal door, locked with a heavy padlock.
I approach the door, unlock it, and step into the void beyond. I fall, and
fall, and fall, watching what appears to be thousands of other rooms rise above
me. Just as I think that this torture will never end, I hit the ground. I
awake, feeling as if this had already occurred a thousand times. Tired of
sulking to myself, I examine quadrilateral prison. The walls breathe...

Wanted?: No
If wanted, which towns?: N/A
Other: Steampunk. Also, cows.
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Pterodaustro is not online. Pterodaustro
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29 Nov 2012 07:18 PM
(Alixe, character accepted. Alixe, magic accepted.)
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29 Nov 2012 07:24 PM
Lucien

I run across one of the many pipes on the walls of Blackhearth's buildings. I had a contact to meet up with, said he'd pay a large fortune for someone to "disappear".
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29 Nov 2012 07:25 PM
(this looks fantastic but my brain has just shut down for the night , will join eventually!)
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29 Nov 2012 07:26 PM
(Okay.)
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29 Nov 2012 07:29 PM
I stand alone on a rooftop, gazing at the people in the marketplace below. Sometimes I wonder what they're saying, but I know it's probably not very interesting.

Someone spots me and points, gathering their friends over. I go to the other side of the building, where they can't see me, and I climb down and walk to the marketplace.

At the marketplace, no one recognizes me, because I was too far away to identify. I go to a stall and buy a meat pie; it's overpriced, small, and delicious. I go to a bench and eat the pie, heartily.
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29 Nov 2012 07:37 PM
aaaaaaa


so much reading

so little tiem

~ missingo ~
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29 Nov 2012 07:37 PM
Lucien

I leap from pipe to pipe, ledge to ledge, no one seeing much more then a blur.

I scale a building, and see a large gap in my way. I run ahead full speed, leaping over the gap. Only a child sees this, but no one believes him.

Finally, I land in an alley, rolling to break my fall. My contact approaches me.
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29 Nov 2012 07:43 PM
After finishing my meat pie, I walk down a nearby alley, where I see a man getting money taken from him by a ruffian. Feeling courageous, I yell "Stop, vile fiend! Unhand that man's material goods, or face the dire consequences."

The criminal laughs, walks up to me, and punches me in the face, knocking me unconscious.
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29 Nov 2012 07:46 PM
CHARACTER SHEET:
Na.m.e: Ethan Andrews

Physical Appearance: A sleek man with black hair. His skin is deepened around his cheeks. He isn't as scrawny as other but he isn't fat. He has strong arm and leg muscles but his core strength is off. He is a Caucasian.

G.en.der:M

A.ge: 29

Faction: Bronze Claws

Starting Location: Blackhearth

Skills: Master of deceit, agility, and romance.

Do you want magic?: Yes

Notable Items:A engraved dagger that says "Populo nonne divites"(Assuming they speak latin.) (For the people, not the rich.) and a fine horse.

Properties: A small 1 story cottage. The cottage has 3 rooms; a den, kitchen, and sleeping quarters. He also owns a carriage and 2 horses. His horse he uses the most is a beautiful black stallion. It has white "socks" right above the hood. He managed to win this horse through a magnificent game of poker.

Biography:
Ethan was raised by a poor family. His father killed in the war, his mother taken by the nobles. He plotted to kill the noble who took her away from him and almost executed his plan if he wasn't a dru.nk. While at a local pub he got to dr.unk and told his plans to the man next to him. This man saw potential and managed to persuade Ethan to join the Bonze Claws. He can get a job done but he is very accident prone. He manages to trick women into following him with his clever words but he is not into a long term relationship.

The Box Test: I had noticed the dark black stone walls. they were cold to the ouch like that of ice. The walls had no windows just well polished black marble. Was I being watched? I had no clue. was their a place to escape? It looked like the walls were a good foot thick. Then the walls came in. First the roof then the left the right and finally the floor. I tried to scream but my voice was lost. When it seemed like I would be crushed by the walls they expanded more and more. As they expanded the colors went from a solid black lighter until they were so white I was blinded. The marble room then went back to its orgional shape and color. I slumped against a wall and looked at the roof. It seemed to turn translucent and I saw the stars. Thousands upon thousands of stars. Their light seemed to create a glaze on the floor creating the illusion of gold. I was a prisoner to myself, the world, the people, and to this box.

Wanted?: Nope

If wanted, which towns?:

Other:Steampunk
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29 Nov 2012 07:50 PM
Lucien

"You told me you had an assignment for me." I inquire. "Yes, yes indeed, Brass Demon. A nobleman inventor by the name of Octavious has been stealing business from my elixir shop, and, so, I need you to eliminate him." My contact responds. "Very well. Have the money ready, shopkeeper." I jump on the alley's walls, and onto the rooftops.
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29 Nov 2012 07:52 PM
(Plastic, please add more detail on your appearance. Also, your horse would count as one of your properties.)
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29 Nov 2012 07:56 PM
I awake several hours later, with a city guard standing over me, the moon shines over his shoulder, he helps me up, and reminds me that it's "dangerous at night." If he only knew just how dangerous the night could be.

I thank the kind guard, and run off towards my home, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. I stop cold in my tracks, as I see two guards in an alleyway not far from my home, shoving a street urchin into a sewer grate, and laughing sadistically.

I shout "Hail to thee! I'd remind you that attacking children is very... dishonorable. Perhaps I'd take the place of him, and duel you two?"

The guards, thinking that I can only shoot one of them, laugh and say "Very well, nobleman. An honorable duel it is. We'll send whatever's left of you to whichever pitiful house you belong to."

I jump down to the guards, guiding the child behind myself, and as the duel begins, I shoot each guard with one bullet in the head, and reload my weapon.
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29 Nov 2012 08:03 PM
Lucien

I had been traveling on the rooftops for several hours, and had finally gotten to the inventor's house. I checked in the window, but he wasn't there.

A steam-powered horseless carriage was coming out of a small box with a liftable door, called a "Garage". It began to growl and slide out of this "Garage", steam shooting out of it's pipes.

I jumped off of his house, sliding on the concrete floor under his car, and grabbing onto it's under-frame.

I made a quick jerk forward with my cutlass handle, and the blade immediately unfolded from the handle. I stabbed the cutlass through the leather seat he was sitting on, and blood seeped down from the hole and onto the smooth, clean road.

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29 Nov 2012 08:21 PM
As I walk away, I hear a faint "Thanks mister."

There's now blood on my coat. That's not going to end well with the Bronze Imperial Army, when they find out that it could mean I killed two of their men. I rush home and change into clean clothes.

I go to sleep, and dream troubled dreams. I'm walking along a thin pipe, and just as I reach the end, it becomes very hot and explodes, causing me to plummet into the mysteries below.
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29 Nov 2012 08:27 PM
Lucien

I climb out from under the automobile, covered in blood.

I clean my cutlass off with a handkerchief and do a quick jerk backwards, causing it's blade to fold back into the handle.

I walk home(It's technically a Brass Claw base, so...), not needing to take the rooftops to avoid being seen, due to the time of night.

Inside my home, I dump my clothing into a bathtub full of water, and go to bed.
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29 Nov 2012 08:33 PM
I awake in a cold sweat. It's almost morning.

I go to bathe and clothe myself, preparing for today's big job. Apparently, I have to go to the outskirts of Stableton, which could be dangerous, and exciting.

As I finish bathing, I excitedly head to the horseless carriage which is supposed to carry me to Stableton. I watch the city as we progress away from it, remembering the previous night...
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29 Nov 2012 08:47 PM
(We need more people.)
Lucien

I get up, very groggily.

Walking to the bathroom, I remove my clothing from the bathtub, the water now tinted red with blood.

Wet. I can't wear wet clothing. Making sure no one sees me through the window, I push my brass claw forward, creating a blast of wind which instantly dries my clothing.

Now dressed and ready for the day, I take off my brass mask, hood, and cloak, preparing for a "normal" day of masquerading as mild-mannered Lucien Orville, instead of the deadly assassin "the Brass Demon".
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29 Nov 2012 09:04 PM
Upon arriving just outside Stableton, our vehicle is shot, and rendered useless, except as an expensive piece of cover. I jump behind the vehicle, and retrieve my gun from it's holster.

Upon peeking over my newfound cover, I see three Silver Revolutionaries, reloading. I shoot two of them, one in the chest, and the other in the leg, and my driver kills the third with a deadly headshot from his rifle.
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29 Nov 2012 10:26 PM
(I did put the horse but it was also valuable so I put it in that. For appearance what do you men like clothing or more detailed about his look?)
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29 Nov 2012 10:31 PM
(I didn't know we could have pistols!)
Notable items: like I said the dagger, a mini axe, and 2 flintlock pistols 1 with an extended barrel another regular one.
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29 Nov 2012 10:45 PM
(Of course you can have pistols, it's steampunk. Steam-powered guns are preferred, though that doesn't mean you can't have flintlock guns, as "black power" exists in steampunk.)
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30 Nov 2012 04:34 AM
(I mean black POWDER. God, I really sounded racist.)
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30 Nov 2012 07:16 PM
(Bump.)
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