Epic Realms: An Escapist RP Crossover RP

[Sam G]

Spoiler: Backstory

Boredom.
For so many years, the GM had felt nothing but boredom. So many worlds: infinitely many, and yet so very few of their inhabitants were even slightly interesting. Some were too silly, some were too dull, some were too mopey, some were too over-the-top...
The GM imagined what the perfect world would be like. It would have some of the people of that world, some of the people of that other one, a few characters from here, a bloke from there... God, what a world it would be! Ah, if only he could create such a thing!
...Hang on. What was he saying? Of course he could! He was the GM, dammit! The bloody Game Master! He could do anything!
Feverishly, the GM started working. Who knows? Maybe this world would go down in history! Maybe it'd totally suck, and die after three days! Who knew with these things? All the GM knew was that this world would be something different; like nothing he'd ever seen before.
The GM was done. Satisfied with the outline as it was, he moved his hands over the keyboard and hit "post". Ah, this was going to be interesting. He could feel it.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Epic Realms! To my knowledge, the first massively multiplayer crossover RP in Escapist history! In this game, you shall take control of a pre-existing character you created for an RP on the Escapist and toss them out of their natural habitat into a world of my creation, where they shall interact with other such fishes-out-of-water, as well as doing various things.
The reason I came up with this thread is because I thought it would be interesting to see how characters from completely different settings interact with one another. If, say, for example, a character from something like "Atulon's Pass" and a character from something like "Avatar Adventures" were to meet one another and have a conversation, maybe even a minor skirmish, that could be incredibly interesting for both the players and the ones reading. What's more, the characters might get into situations they might never have done otherwise: actual character development and a romantic subplot for one of the Mall Fighters, for example, or that one bloke from "The Apartments" and that other one from Shaps's "Game of Life" teaming up to fight a dragon...
This could potentially be one of the most interesting and intriguing RPs in the history of the Escapist. It could, on the other hand, completely crash and burn within a few days, bearing in mind the premise lends itself to a silly comedy (which absolutely wasn't what I had in mind); particularly when we take into account my history of GMing disasters... Well, gang, let's do our best to make sure that second thing doesn't happen. Let's make this the best RP ever, eh?

Spoiler: Rules

1. Your character must be a pre-existing one you've used to RP on the Escapist with before. For the sake of keeping things interesting, let's say you need to try and have one from an RP that no-one else is using a character from; this is more a guideline than an actual rule, so if you feel you absolutely must use someone from something that someone else is already using someone from, or, more importantly, you feel that it would make for better roleplaying that way, go ahead.

2. Please try and keep your posts in the same tone that you would in the original RP your character's from. This way, rather than degrading into silliness like I'm so worried it might, the world will become an interesting mix of flavours that hopefully would go more the way of ham-and-pineapple pizza (interesting and delicious blend) than a pumpkin stuffed with melted marshmallows and live locusts (doesn't even bear thinking about)...

3. Oddly enough, Godmoding is allowed. Of course some characters will be more powerful than others: if a gravity-manipulating superhuman from "Surge" and a Painted Elf from "The Unknown" were to come to blows, the superhuman would naturally be the victor. Rather than to nerf the powers of the powerful and reduce from the authenticity of the character, I shall allow the strong to stay strong and the weak to remain weak.

4. Umm... I think that's it. I feel like I should have more rules than that, but none immediately spring to mind...

5. Oh, no, wait; I've got one! When making a sheet, just copy-paste your old one from the original RP, because, of course, each character will have individual aspects to them which are more important than others. The only difference is that you should post under their name their "RP Of Origin". For people using characters from RPs without sheets, You should just make a basic thing: Name, Appearance, Abilities, Equipment etc.
Also, if you feel like it, write up a brief little "Backstory" detailing what happened to them during the events of their RP of origin; that is to say, the RP they originally came from. Just a vague little overview of the plot; no more than a couple of paragraphs long.

Accepted Sheets

EDIT: Since I can't fit everyone's sheet up here, for the sake of fairness I'm not putting any of them on this first post except mine.

Spoiler: Sam G

Name: Sam G

RP Of Origin: Avatar Adventures [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/362.101127-The-Escapist-Avatar-Adventure-An-Open-RP-Now-Re-Opened]

Appearance: A pale, skinny young man with blue hair falling over one eye. Wears a red shirt with a black jacket over it, and black trousers. Always has a playful smirk on his face.

Personality: Sam is, on a whole, cheerful most of the time; he'll do his best to help other people, and is always up for doing something interesting. He can, at times, be a little insensitive to the feelings of others, but would never deliberately mock or tease a friend of his, other than in a playful manner.
Sam has an odd habit of referencing the world he and the others live in as being fictional. This has earned him the status of being "a bit weird".

Abilities: Sam carries with him an artifact known as the "Subspace Bag", a satchel of infinite depth. The contents of the satchel are directly linked to his imagination, meaning anything he thinks about will appear in his bag. In other words, his whole fighting style revolves around being a massive Trenchcoat.
In addition to this, Sam has anime-esque levels of agility and endurance; he is able to leap over the heads of others or survive being thrown off a building.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Reserve while I look for character.
*Walks off whistling into bookmarks*
*Returns*
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!

 

[CloggedDonkey]

Spoiler: Sheet

Name: Jaime Mathews
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Short, blond hair, white T-shirt, jeans, black hoodie and normal shoes
Weapons & Items: Hunting double barrel shotgun, one shotgun shell, and a bag with food in it
Personality: Born on a small farm, Jaime learned quickly how to use farming equipment, but fears other humans as her farm was burned down by savages, she hunts down the group that did this, the gray scale.
Bio before and after Day Zero: Born just before day zero, Jaime never knew life before to well, but she knew his life was not to good. Abused by her father, she never got to meet other people, and thus, never knew how to talk to people outside of the family. But the old farm house where they kept one cow was her sanctum, her home. She learned basic farming and agriculture and even knew the tools to use. When she heard that London was attacked, she started to pack up to join the help, only to find that the help had been hit and destroyed. But, she had taken the last beating her father was going to give her. when her father got mad and was about to hurt her, she pulled a shotgun on him, and, five years after the end of the world, she killed her father. She left soon after, but came back regularly to check on the cow. She came one day and found the gang "the gray scale" burning down the farm. She pledged vengeance and set off toward London, hoping to find survivors. She now rests inside a building just outside of the city.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Spoiler: Chraine

Name: Chraine (Ker-rain)

Gender: Male

Title: Lord of Time

Domain: Time

Personality: Oddly out of it all the time,completely unaware to his surroundings but at the same time knows exactly what's going on,and will go on,and what has go on.Is not a vengeful god and will usually choose the option he finds best for his people,though if he must fight he will usually succeed due to knowing what will happen,but This is not always the case.Will assist other gods seeking peace any way he can,as long as it corresponds with the future he sees.He will occasionally take pity on lost heroes and show them the way.

Divine Appearance: A large blob of flesh,with multiple tentacles extruding from it's person and one huge,white eye in the middle,usually floats when moving.Upon each tentacles are thousands on tiny multicolour eyes,covering his entire body,with each one he sees a different future.Occasionally,if he shows someone the future,the eyes will all change colour to show a large picture of the past,present or future.

Mortal Appearance: A short man,standing around 4'7,wearing a flowing white robe,with various blue markings on the back and shoulders,with milky eyes.Usually carries a staff taller than himself and seems to glow with an aura that makes everything as it should be.

Home: The home of Time is strange,it is full of bookshelf,each filled with books that tell everything that ever has happened and ever will.A follower will occasionally journey to this place via portal or priest and look up only 2 chapters of his life every two years,lest he try to change the future.

Town: A religious town that lives outside of time,in the frozen north,they are trapped in a time bubble that makes them immortal unless they leave.The houses are generally made out of the pelts of various mountain creatures or precious metals supplied by dwarfs.

Followers: Mostly monks of the human persuasion,has some dwarfs and gnomes worshipping him,having migrated from the mountains into the small,oddly warm and peaceful town.The main place of which they worship Chraine is in the very centre,home to a huge church,shaped like his mortal form holding up his staff,at the very top of which resides the high priest and a portal to Chraine's home..

Relationships with other Gods: See almost all gods as his children, being the very first god, even before life and death.Despises some of his children more than other,especially those who upset the natural order of time.

Trivia: None.

This guy,or some else that I'm still looking for.

 

[Sam G]

Spoiler: Sheet

Name: Jaime Mathews
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Short, blond hair, white T-shirt, jeans, black hoodie and normal shoes
Weapons & Items: Hunting double barrel shotgun, one shotgun shell, and a bag with food in it
Personality: Born on a small farm, Jaime learned quickly how to use farming equipment, but fears other humans as her farm was burned down by savages, she hunts down the group that did this, the gray scale.
Bio before and after Day Zero: Born just before day zero, Jaime never knew life before to well, but she knew his life was not to good. Abused by her father, she never got to meet other people, and thus, never knew how to talk to people outside of the family. But the old farm house where they kept one cow was her sanctum, her home. She learned basic farming and agriculture and even knew the tools to use. When she heard that London was attacked, she started to pack up to join the help, only to find that the help had been hit and destroyed. But, she had taken the last beating her father was going to give her. when her father got mad and was about to hurt her, she pulled a shotgun on him, and, five years after the end of the world, she killed her father. She left soon after, but came back regularly to check on the cow. She came one day and found the gang "the gray scale" burning down the farm. She pledged vengeance and set off toward London, hoping to find survivors. She now rests inside a building just outside of the city.

Okay, you're in. Would I be correct in assuming that this person's from the "Valiant Amongst the Dead" RP?

Spoiler: Chraine

Name: Chraine (Ker-rain)

Gender: Male

Title: Lord of Time

Domain: Time

Personality: Oddly out of it all the time,completely unaware to his surroundings but at the same time knows exactly what's going on,and will go on,and what has go on.Is not a vengeful god and will usually choose the option he finds best for his people,though if he must fight he will usually succeed due to knowing what will happen,but This is not always the case.Will assist other gods seeking peace any way he can,as long as it corresponds with the future he sees.He will occasionally take pity on lost heroes and show them the way.

Divine Appearance: A large blob of flesh,with multiple tentacles extruding from it's person and one huge,white eye in the middle,usually floats when moving.Upon each tentacles are thousands on tiny multicolour eyes,covering his entire body,with each one he sees a different future.Occasionally,if he shows someone the future,the eyes will all change colour to show a large picture of the past,present or future.

Mortal Appearance: A short man,standing around 4'7,wearing a flowing white robe,with various blue markings on the back and shoulders,with milky eyes.Usually carries a staff taller than himself and seems to glow with an aura that makes everything as it should be.

Home: The home of Time is strange,it is full of bookshelf,each filled with books that tell everything that ever has happened and ever will.A follower will occasionally journey to this place via portal or priest and look up only 2 chapters of his life every two years,lest he try to change the future.

Town: A religious town that lives outside of time,in the frozen north,they are trapped in a time bubble that makes them immortal unless they leave.The houses are generally made out of the pelts of various mountain creatures or precious metals supplied by dwarfs.

Followers: Mostly monks of the human persuasion,has some dwarfs and gnomes worshipping him,having migrated from the mountains into the small,oddly warm and peaceful town.The main place of which they worship Chraine is in the very centre,home to a huge church,shaped like his mortal form holding up his staff,at the very top of which resides the high priest and a portal to Chraine's home..

Relationships with other Gods: See almost all gods as his children, being the very first god, even before life and death.Despises some of his children more than other,especially those who upset the natural order of time.

Trivia: None.

This guy,or some else that I'm still looking for.

Ah. Should I not add you to the roster just yet then?

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Spoiler: Sheet

Name: Jaime Mathews
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Short, blond hair, white T-shirt, jeans, black hoodie and normal shoes
Weapons & Items: Hunting double barrel shotgun, one shotgun shell, and a bag with food in it
Personality: Born on a small farm, Jaime learned quickly how to use farming equipment, but fears other humans as her farm was burned down by savages, she hunts down the group that did this, the gray scale.
Bio before and after Day Zero: Born just before day zero, Jaime never knew life before to well, but she knew his life was not to good. Abused by her father, she never got to meet other people, and thus, never knew how to talk to people outside of the family. But the old farm house where they kept one cow was her sanctum, her home. She learned basic farming and agriculture and even knew the tools to use. When she heard that London was attacked, she started to pack up to join the help, only to find that the help had been hit and destroyed. But, she had taken the last beating her father was going to give her. when her father got mad and was about to hurt her, she pulled a shotgun on him, and, five years after the end of the world, she killed her father. She left soon after, but came back regularly to check on the cow. She came one day and found the gang "the gray scale" burning down the farm. She pledged vengeance and set off toward London, hoping to find survivors. She now rests inside a building just outside of the city.

Okay, you're in. Would I be correct in assuming that this person's from the "Valiant Amongst the Dead" RP?

Spoiler: Chraine

Name: Chraine (Ker-rain)

Gender: Male

Title: Lord of Time

Domain: Time

Personality: Oddly out of it all the time,completely unaware to his surroundings but at the same time knows exactly what's going on,and will go on,and what has go on.Is not a vengeful god and will usually choose the option he finds best for his people,though if he must fight he will usually succeed due to knowing what will happen,but This is not always the case.Will assist other gods seeking peace any way he can,as long as it corresponds with the future he sees.He will occasionally take pity on lost heroes and show them the way.

Divine Appearance: A large blob of flesh,with multiple tentacles extruding from it's person and one huge,white eye in the middle,usually floats when moving.Upon each tentacles are thousands on tiny multicolour eyes,covering his entire body,with each one he sees a different future.Occasionally,if he shows someone the future,the eyes will all change colour to show a large picture of the past,present or future.

Mortal Appearance: A short man,standing around 4'7,wearing a flowing white robe,with various blue markings on the back and shoulders,with milky eyes.Usually carries a staff taller than himself and seems to glow with an aura that makes everything as it should be.

Home: The home of Time is strange,it is full of bookshelf,each filled with books that tell everything that ever has happened and ever will.A follower will occasionally journey to this place via portal or priest and look up only 2 chapters of his life every two years,lest he try to change the future.

Town: A religious town that lives outside of time,in the frozen north,they are trapped in a time bubble that makes them immortal unless they leave.The houses are generally made out of the pelts of various mountain creatures or precious metals supplied by dwarfs.

Followers: Mostly monks of the human persuasion,has some dwarfs and gnomes worshipping him,having migrated from the mountains into the small,oddly warm and peaceful town.The main place of which they worship Chraine is in the very centre,home to a huge church,shaped like his mortal form holding up his staff,at the very top of which resides the high priest and a portal to Chraine's home..

Relationships with other Gods: See almost all gods as his children, being the very first god, even before life and death.Despises some of his children more than other,especially those who upset the natural order of time.

Trivia: None.

This guy,or some else that I'm still looking for.

Ah. Should I not add you to the roster just yet then?

Put me in,just be aware I may change it.

 

[Fraught]

Even though my part in that epic RP was short-lived, I picked him since I really, really liked the character (and was sad to see 'im go so fast), and a bit because he has supahpowahs, muthafuckas!

Spoiler: Sander Tramsczki

Name: Sander Tramsczki

RP of Origin: Prototypes: Super Hero RP [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/362.115702-Prototypes-Super-Hero-RP-Finished?page=1]

Subject Number: #42

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Appearance: Short dark-brown hair, blue eyes. Is caucasian, but has a darker-than-average complexion. Wears whatever clothes he has managed to get, but usually prefers dark jeans and a pullover. Is very self-confident and narcissistic.

Past life: A playboy before, he lived off his father's money for a long time, who was a massively successful enterpreneur. Past jobs had always been looked down at by him, as he saw no need. After years and years of support by his father, his father finally, one day, told him to find a steady income for himself. After he had to bear through a period of poverty and hunger, he finally managed to get a job as a dentist. After a short while, het got high on narcotics while being on work, and the gory results made his boss unbelievably angry and vicious. His boss took him to the outskirts of the city he lived in, and beat him up thoroughly, leaving him barely alive. He was found by a scientist, by pure coincidence, who took him right away, as he was unable to fight with the scientist.

Powers: Has extremely powerful telekinetic powers. Is able to manipulate air (more specifically, all the molecules in it), pressuring it so greatly that it takes on an almost solid state. Can make items pop out of existence, and create either a bigger or smaller exact copy of the item (though doesn't have to create a copy). After being injected with the serum, somehow gained extremely good fighting skills, especially with items/weapons.

Scientist notes:

Spoiler: Subject #42

Spoiler: July 15th, 2009

So, my first subject. I wasn't quite sure what to do, either inject him right away, or let him first wake up. I decided to inject him as quickly as possible, to avoid any later hostility. After getting the injection, he started struggling, and I think that he floated for a moment. Very weird, I'll have to think about this one.

Spoiler: August 29th, 2009

Over a month has passed, yet here I am. I've been extremely busy. Subject #42 has now gotten company. It's still limited to visual company, though. He hasn't shown any signs of the kind of superpowers I'd wait from a newly-injected. Quite the opposite from his companions.

Spoiler: September 9th, 2009

Bad news. Subject #42 is now the only one left. All the other ones have shown exceptional powers, except for him. All of them have died. Except for him. Imagine that! The only one who doesn't show any promise, is the only one who has survived.

Spoiler: October 1st, 2009

Ahh, the first day of the month, the first day of proper advancement. Instead of staring at everything with a blank stare with his pale face, subject has now gotten back his complexion, and can talk. I conversed with him, and I like him, he's a funny guy. Must keep a keen eye on him, he might even surprise me.

Spoiler: October 2nd, 2009

A new day, a new discovery. He seems to be a friendly fellow. Certainly eccentric, but friendly nonetheless. I let the subject walk around for a while, and even talk to my daughter. He exhibited a certain curiousity for her, which I found odd. My daughter was afraid of him, like she is of me. A pathetic child to have. No ambitions, no curiousity, no fearlesness. No nothing.

Spoiler: October 3rd, 2009

I haven't noticed any patterns in the behaviour he has shown, but subject seems to have some kind of mental defect. At certain points, he starts talking nonsense. And not just talking, it seems like he still retains his ability to talk, but not his ability to think. Starts acting unpreditably and randomly. It might be dangerous, I must be careful around him.

Spoiler: November 17th, 2009

I've been monitoring him very carefully. Ever since he was able to talk, his powers have started showing up. One day, I slid him food on the ground. I was completely in awe, as subject #42 made it disappear, and created a slightly bigger, identical meal. It just popped out of existence, and the new meal popped into existence! Amazing!

Spoiler: December 31st, 2009

Ahh, another New Year's Eve. In the morning, I was hit with a surprise. Some men in black suits came. I was lucky I let my daughter answer the door. I'm sure they were searching for me. I just knew it. They must have had their suspicions. I hid myself. I was so happy my daughter told me that I had disappeared, run away. I'm so proud of her. I'll buy her anything she wants. Subject #42 seemed to be very interested in them, though. Later that day, I went to visit my family. I checked everything, that everything was okay, and went out, to visit my family. If there's one day I never wanted to miss, it was New Year's Eve.

Spoiler: January 1st, 2010

After I c-c-ccame back the next morning, I had made a grave mistake. When I opened the door, I almost froze in place. My daughter lay there, d-d-dd-dead. I ss-shouldn't have left her come b-back earlier than m-m-mme. I was sh-sh-shh-shocked, and I ran. My life is now r-ruined. I swear revenge on Subject #42. I swear, I will get him, and I will kill him, whatever it sta-I mean, takes. It's so..horr...horri..ble. *sounds of crying, and someone collapsing onto the ground*

Spoiler: January 2nd, 2010

I thought of leaving this whole Prototypes business behind, and running. I finally decided against it. Maybe I can get them to cooperate with me, and help me kill subject #42. I must find new subjects, and fast. Lots of them. Either way, subject #42 is now not my project anymore. I will never speak his name again, unless it's on his tombstone. Yeah, if I'll let that happen.

 

[Sam G]

Even though my part in that epic RP was short-lived, I picked him since I really, really liked the character (and was sad to see 'im go so fast), and a bit because he has supahpowahs, muthafuckas!

Spoiler: Sander Tramsczki

Name: Sander Tramsczki

RP of Origin: Prototypes: Super Hero RP [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/362.115702-Prototypes-Super-Hero-RP-Finished?page=1]

Subject Number: #42

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Appearance: Short dark-brown hair, blue eyes. Is caucasian, but has a darker-than-average complexion. Wears whatever clothes he has managed to get, but usually prefers dark jeans and a pullover. Is very self-confident and narcissistic.

Past life: A playboy before, he lived off his father's money for a long time, who was a massively successful enterpreneur. Past jobs had always been looked down at by him, as he saw no need. After years and years of support by his father, his father finally, one day, told him to find a steady income for himself. After he had to bear through a period of poverty and hunger, he finally managed to get a job as a dentist. After a short while, het got high on narcotics while being on work, and the gory results made his boss unbelievably angry and vicious. His boss took him to the outskirts of the city he lived in, and beat him up thoroughly, leaving him barely alive. He was found by a scientist, by pure coincidence, who took him right away, as he was unable to fight with the scientist.

Powers: Has extremely powerful telekinetic powers. Is able to manipulate air (more specifically, all the molecules in it), pressuring it so greatly that it takes on an almost solid state. Can make items pop out of existence, and create either a bigger or smaller exact copy of the item (though doesn't have to create a copy). After being injected with the serum, somehow gained extremely good fighting skills, especially with items/weapons.

Scientist notes:

Spoiler: Subject #42

Spoiler: July 15th, 2009

So, my first subject. I wasn't quite sure what to do, either inject him right away, or let him first wake up. I decided to inject him as quickly as possible, to avoid any later hostility. After getting the injection, he started struggling, and I think that he floated for a moment. Very weird, I'll have to think about this one.

Spoiler: August 29th, 2009

Over a month has passed, yet here I am. I've been extremely busy. Subject #42 has now gotten company. It's still limited to visual company, though. He hasn't shown any signs of the kind of superpowers I'd wait from a newly-injected. Quite the opposite from his companions.

Spoiler: September 9th, 2009

Bad news. Subject #42 is now the only one left. All the other ones have shown exceptional powers, except for him. All of them have died. Except for him. Imagine that! The only one who doesn't show any promise, is the only one who has survived.

Spoiler: October 1st, 2009

Ahh, the first day of the month, the first day of proper advancement. Instead of staring at everything with a blank stare with his pale face, subject has now gotten back his complexion, and can talk. I conversed with him, and I like him, he's a funny guy. Must keep a keen eye on him, he might even surprise me.

Spoiler: October 2nd, 2009

A new day, a new discovery. He seems to be a friendly fellow. Certainly eccentric, but friendly nonetheless. I let the subject walk around for a while, and even talk to my daughter. He exhibited a certain curiousity for her, which I found odd. My daughter was afraid of him, like she is of me. A pathetic child to have. No ambitions, no curiousity, no fearlesness. No nothing.

Spoiler: October 3rd, 2009

I haven't noticed any patterns in the behaviour he has shown, but subject seems to have some kind of mental defect. At certain points, he starts talking nonsense. And not just talking, it seems like he still retains his ability to talk, but not his ability to think. Starts acting unpreditably and randomly. It might be dangerous, I must be careful around him.

Spoiler: November 17th, 2009

I've been monitoring him very carefully. Ever since he was able to talk, his powers have started showing up. One day, I slid him food on the ground. I was completely in awe, as subject #42 made it disappear, and created a slightly bigger, identical meal. It just popped out of existence, and the new meal popped into existence! Amazing!

Spoiler: December 31st, 2009

Ahh, another New Year's Eve. In the morning, I was hit with a surprise. Some men in black suits came. I was lucky I let my daughter answer the door. I'm sure they were searching for me. I just knew it. They must have had their suspicions. I hid myself. I was so happy my daughter told me that I had disappeared, run away. I'm so proud of her. I'll buy her anything she wants. Subject #42 seemed to be very interested in them, though. Later that day, I went to visit my family. I checked everything, that everything was okay, and went out, to visit my family. If there's one day I never wanted to miss, it was New Year's Eve.

Spoiler: January 1st, 2010

After I c-c-ccame back the next morning, I had made a grave mistake. When I opened the door, I almost froze in place. My daughter lay there, d-d-dd-dead. I ss-shouldn't have left her come b-back earlier than m-m-mme. I was sh-sh-shh-shocked, and I ran. My life is now r-ruined. I swear revenge on Subject #42. I swear, I will get him, and I will kill him, whatever it sta-I mean, takes. It's so..horr...horri..ble. *sounds of crying, and someone collapsing onto the ground*

Spoiler: January 2nd, 2010

I thought of leaving this whole Prototypes business behind, and running. I finally decided against it. Maybe I can get them to cooperate with me, and help me kill subject #42. I must find new subjects, and fast. Lots of them. Either way, subject #42 is now not my project anymore. I will never speak his name again, unless it's on his tombstone. Yeah, if I'll let that happen.

Spoiler: Sander Tramsczki

You're definitely in; even moreso because you remembered to do that thing I asked you to do about posting where they came from.

 

[Fraught]

*snip*

You're definitely in; even moreso because you remembered to do that thing I asked you to do about posting where they came from.

Yippee!

Thanks. I look forward to this.

 

[CloggedDonkey]

Spoiler: Sheet

Name: Jaime Mathews
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Short, blond hair, white T-shirt, jeans, black hoodie and normal shoes
Weapons & Items: Hunting double barrel shotgun, one shotgun shell, and a bag with food in it
Personality: Born on a small farm, Jaime learned quickly how to use farming equipment, but fears other humans as her farm was burned down by savages, she hunts down the group that did this, the gray scale.
Bio before and after Day Zero: Born just before day zero, Jaime never knew life before to well, but she knew his life was not to good. Abused by her father, she never got to meet other people, and thus, never knew how to talk to people outside of the family. But the old farm house where they kept one cow was her sanctum, her home. She learned basic farming and agriculture and even knew the tools to use. When she heard that London was attacked, she started to pack up to join the help, only to find that the help had been hit and destroyed. But, she had taken the last beating her father was going to give her. when her father got mad and was about to hurt her, she pulled a shotgun on him, and, five years after the end of the world, she killed her father. She left soon after, but came back regularly to check on the cow. She came one day and found the gang "the gray scale" burning down the farm. She pledged vengeance and set off toward London, hoping to find survivors. She now rests inside a building just outside of the city.

Okay, you're in. Would I be correct in assuming that this person's from the "Valiant Amongst the Dead" RP?

Nope, she's from a dead RP, "The World that Was". It was really my first important RP, it's also where I learned how to write decently and where I made my first deep character, so it holds a special place in my heart.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Reserve me. I'm trying to decide between Jericho from Master of Puppets or that other gguy I made in BURST RP.

EDIT: I've decided it would be funner with Jericho cause he can get killed over and over and never die! Plus he can make illusions.

EDIT EDIT: Oh, he won't be actingg ike his personality says, I'm gonna rip him out of the end of MoP, where he's pretty awesome and nice.

Spoiler: SHEET

Name: Jericho Sim

Age: 28

RP Origin: Master of Puppets: A Madman's RP

First Gender: Male

First appearance: 6'2", toned muscles, Black hair, normal length hair for a man, soul patch. Wears camoflage pants, White tee, and fingerless combat gloves.

First personality: Jericho was never good with others, he never played fair and was usually a bully, but he was always the star athlete, which gave him an ego boost. He does act kindly towards women though.

Power: Illusions


RP Description: In Master of Puppets, me and a group of seven others were kidnapped by an insane scientist. We were injected with a drug that made us immortal, no matter how many times we died, we'd be revived, and we were forced to fight one another for his amusement in different dimensions that were under his control. Eventually, 5 of us, me, Ryan, Rex, Liam, and Marcus all met one another and decided to find the madman who forced us to fight amonst ourselves. Along the way, Ryan and Rex both became female due to the drug. They developed second personalities which named themseves Mary (for Rex) And Rachel (For Ryan). Eventually, we met a strangge woman the who claimed to be the first person the scientist used the drug on. Her name was Susan, and she presented us with two antidotes. One would completly change you back to normal, all change made due to the drug would be erased, the other would only rid you of immortality. Rachel and Mary wiped Ryan and Rex's hopes of ressurection when they took the antidote that only made them mortal. Liam and Marcus took the other. I chose to remain immortal, in order to fight back against the scientist as the main force of the group. With the help of Susan, we reached the scientist's ab and faced horrible creatures. Both Liam and Marcus lost their lives to the beasts. Marcus was revived by the scientist as a cyborgg and forced to fight against us. In the end, we destroyed him. Then we found the sciesntist and his two cronies, Jamie and Gina. They somehow merged themselves together in a machine and became a horrible monster with three heads. Me, Mary, and Rachel killed the beast with the help of Susan. Susan pushed herself to the brink of death and allowed us to get home at the cost of her life. 5 years later, Rachel gave birth to a child that bore Ryan's soul. 10 years after that, I was forced into hiding due to the fact that I did not age. I left Mary, Ryan, and Rachel a few syrines of the immortality drug to use incase they ever wanted to join my forever. They both took it and we set out, moving from city to city, leading lives of eternal youth. I fought crime with my powers of Illusions for many years after we moved from Boston. And now I find myself here...

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Well, I like this idea so i'm not gonna let it die.
C'mon guys, Sam needs some people!!!

 

[Lost In The Void]

Call me curious for now. Wait until I get home and can read some of the sheets first and I might try to get in on this. I would like to use Raisen again, despite the Castle wrapping up. I'll definately be using his older psych profile though, as opposed to the one he's at right now. Then again in the Castle he's slowly dying so I guess that would be a psych to avoid eh?

 

[Sporky111]

I'm definitely interested in the concept, but I'm worried about the godmoding allowance. I planned to pull a serious character, but I doubt I could really play the part if I'm expected to be matching over-the-top-powers with a time lord and telekinetic.

EDIT: I've decided it would be funner with Jericho cause he can get killed over and over and never die! Plus he can make illusions.

...And this guy. Do you think you can keep this under control, Sam? I'd need your confidence before trying to enter.

 

[CounterAttack]

I'm fully keen on joining this. Please put me in reserve and I'll have a character for you soon.

 

[Nukey]

...Alright, you've lured me in Sam. Even though I'm a handful of RP's as it is, and I'm working on my own, I simply can't resit the opportunity to use some of my old favorites again.

I'll edit this upon deciding who I'm going to use.

Spoiler: My entry

Character name: Cecia.
RP: Children of the Deep.
Character age: 26
Character gender: Female
Character personality: Cecia is somewhat of a tomboy, with tendencies to act crude or impolite to anyone who she isn't feeling comfortable with. She's never been an easy woman to work with, as she cares about her ambitions and desires more than the lives of those around her. Needless to say, she's quite the opportunist, more than likely to stab you in the back should it improve her own standard of living.
Character background: Cecia was born and raised by a group of bandits calling themselves "Eclipse", a gang with little goals other than raid settlements to ensure their own survival. Her father, Cyrik, was the leader of this fifty man platoon, normally operating from his base a few miles south of the New York Deep. From there, he taught Cecia everything that she needed to know about surviving in the wastes, which included shifting her mindset to be more self-centered. In order for one to survive, he said, they must be willing to make sure others don't. She didn't bother arguing with her dad about the concept of betrayal, it seemed perfectly logical.

Why risk your own life when someone else can do? She reasoned.

Within a few years she became older, more knowledgeable to the wastes and those roaming it, and of course, how to exploit all of it, much to her father's delight. Unfortunately for her dad, Cecia took her training close to home, strangling him to death with a piece of barb-wire in order for another clan-member to take control, thus allowing herself to leave the base and go off on her own.

She spent the rest of her life as mercenary, informant, and double-agent, most of time working for multiple opposing factions to shift the odds in her favor. Ironically, one of these factions happened to be Eclipse, the same group she had been born to, and ended up sabotaging their operation without even a thought.

She had learned well.


Character appearance:

Spoiler: I'm too lazy so I decided to use a picture

Character relationships: None, and she doesn't plan to make any permanent ones any time soon.
Skills, talents & aptitudes: A chess-master at heart, Cecia is excellent at telling lies, acquiring information and tipping the odds to her favor. When talking isn't in the answer, she's also a decent shot with most handguns and planting/disarming explosives. She's also fairly agile, but in return, lacks strength.

EDIT:
Equipment: Two large combat knives are tucked in her belt, along with a bulky revolving handgun, a few grenades, and some plastic explosive. Other than that, she carries some dried food and water in her back pack.
Implants: Her right arm is robotic as a result of loosing her original one in a gun-fight. It is nimble and sleek, similar in appearance to that found on a manikin, and complete with a touch of silver paint. The nails on the hand can extend outward into blades if need be, but her knives are far more deadly.

I bet you were expecting Dark Mist, eh?

 

[Fury Is Me.]

I like my guy cause when he dies, somethingg changes. Jer could get freaky powers whenever he dies.

 

[CounterAttack]

I think you in particular might know this one, Sam. I've rewritten the sheet slightly to update him, 'cause I figured some sections were missing little details.

Spoiler: Sheet

Character:
Name: Daniel Russ
Call-sign: Farseer
RP of Origin: Associates
Age: 17
Appearance: Farseer is Caucasian, with straight, shoulder-length brown hair, and blue eyes. He wears a short-sleeved white polo shirt, jeans and a lucky charm in the shape of a game controller around his neck.
Personality: Gamer by nature, Farseer is skilled in all genres of game. He is cold, cruel and unforgiving on the battlefield. Outside of combat he is generally friendly, willing to be perfectly sociable with an opponent he just thrashed or lost to, and can be trusted to the hilt. He likes a mix of rock and techno music, when he gets the chance to listen.
Equipment: Personalised System (ice blue with black trim), two Associates as detailed below.

Associate 1:
Name: Magus (Chrono Trigger)
Equipment: Warscythe, Raven Armour, Raven Helm and Status Protect Amulet.
Abilities: Commands Lightning, Fire, Ice and Shadow magic. He is more skilled in Shadow than the others.

Associate 2:
Name: BLU Engineer (Team Fortress 2)
Equipment: Shotgun, pistol, wrench and PDA.
Abilities: Can build, upgrade and demolish a sentry gun, a dispenser and a teleporter. However, he needs to collect metal (almost anything will do) to build and upgrade them.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Jer won't have the rubber thing... He's gonna start from scratch.

 

[Broken Orange]

Spoiler: Evan Burke from Dark Times

Spoiler: Evan Burke from Dark Times

Name:Evan Burke

Age:38

Appearanceirty Blonde, Blue eyes. 5ft 11in. A light scar down his cheek. When off the clock, he prefers to wear a business casual suit
Specialty: Former SEAL. He is a cleaner. he steals, recover stolen property, assassinate

Spoiler: The audition sheet

"Excuse me? I have an appointment with Mr. Diaz. Is he ready to see me?"

Evan Burke is standing at the receptionist desk, with a busty red head with a face full of freckles on the opposite end of the desk. He had placed his brief case at his feet and leaned with one hand propping him up against the desk. A large sign that reads Giga Enterprises watches over all who enter the lobby.

"May I get your name to confirm your appointment?" the receptionist asked, looking over him from leg up.

"Mr. Henry Howard" Evan told her with a warm smile, as he took of his sunglasses. His voice has a slight southern twang to it. Evan discovered people are more at ease with people with a Texan accent. His hair is jet black and is stylishly cut. His eyes are a deep green. Among his cheek, there is a slight scar.

Quite an attractive young lady. Such a shame we wont have the pleasure of getting acquainted.

After the receptionist quickly typing his name into her computer, she then turned her attention back to him "Ah yes, Mr. Howard. Mr. Diaz has been looking toward this meeting. He is on the 98th floor. You can take the elevator right behind you."

"Thank you very much, Miss..." Burke quickly glanced to the name plate on the desk,"...Julie Ray. It has been a pleasure meeting you, and I hope I can get the chance see you on my way down." With a quick wink, Evan Burke reached down, picked up the briefcase and walked to the elevator, feeling Julie staring at his ass.

Once he walked into the elevator and pressed the 98, an electronic, sultry voice started to offer Henry jewelry to buy for his wife, Mrs. Martha Howard.

Looks likes the identity that they gave me is good. By the time the police start looking for suspects, Henry Howard will no longer exist.

As the enclosed room started to ascend to the sky, he got down to his knees and open his briefcase. Security took a look through the case, but they did not find the hidden space. In there. Even see the parts for a pistol. As he started to put it together, he placed a headset to his ear and said "Mother" for the speed dial.

'Mother' was the code name that he was told to use when he was given the phone. After Evan heard the click of the answer. He responded before a voice could say anything,not as if anyone was going to say anything. "I am on my way to his office" Evan said with a slight English accent. "be sure to transfer the other half of the funds once I am drop of the drive and pen." With that, Evan turned off the phone and cocked the now assembled silenced pistol and placed it back in the briefcase. He straighten his suit and waited till his carriage stopped and open.

The elevator opened up to a massive office that looked across the city. At the other end of the room, there sits a small, but fit man. The tiny man is a member of the board for Giga Enterprises. Someone in the company believes that he is selling important trade secrets. That was the reason Evan was hired. When ever a W2 corporation has a problem, internally or externally, Evan Burke cleans up the problem for them.

Henry, on the other hand, was here to buy some company secrets.

"Mr. Howard, so good to finally to be able to meet each other! Sorry that you had to take the trip from Dallas to meet me here. I prefer to have meetings about sensitive matter in person. I hope that you can understand that" Mr. Albert Diaz got up and shook Evan?s hand with an excessively tight shake.

Evan chuckled and responded in his faux Texan accent "No bother, I prefer meeting face to face. More...intimate." As the two of them sat around Albert?s desk, Evan grabbed a pen from his jacket pocket and started to spin it between his fingers, but not before he pressed a button that turned on a device to record their meeting. After a moment, Evan placed the pen and said "Should we get started? Tell me what you can offer me, then I'll tell you what I can offer you."

"That sounds brilliant! Now, what I can offer you is the sequence that we use for our medication so that the group that you represent can use to make a new version that you can use to sell. I can also give you the plans for a revolutionary system to replace the MRI..." Mr. Albert Diaz droned on for 34 minutes and 25 seconds, according to Burke?s count, on what company secrets that Albert could sell to him, with Evan asking a few questions here and there.

Once he finished going through what he had to sell, Albert then said, "...and that is about all that I have to offer you." Albert lean forward and asked "So, is that every thing you need to know before making your decision?"

"Yes, Mr. Diaz. That is all I needed to know." Evan then reached for his briefcase and placed it on the desk. He opened it up and grabbed the pistol and aimed it at his head. "It is not a good idea to sell things that don?t belong to you, Mr. Diaz" Then he pulled the trigger. with a quiet swish, the window behind Albert got splashed with red and gray gore.

Evan then got up and walked around the desk and pushed Albert?s body off his chair, and sat down in the chair. He pulled out a flash drive and insert it in a port in the computer. It copy all files that contain the secrets that he already sold and who he sold it too. The drive also contained a virus which would erase all the files, to hinder any police investigations. Giga, like most W2 corporations, prefers to solve all problems in-house. It was cheaper than lawyers and took up less time.

Once all the files were copy and the virus uploaded, Evan picked up his briefcase and walked back into the elevator and press a button to go down to the lobby. During the decent, Evan removed a wig and took out colored contacts to revel a person with messy dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. The scar was his, but make-up made it less noticeable.

Once he got to the lobby, he passed Julie the receptionist, who paid him no attention, and walked out the front door. A few hours later, after Evan dropped off the flash drive in a non-descriptive waste bin and got confirmation of the cash transfer to his account, Evan went back to his apartment and watched the news. Thirty Minutes later, his house phone rang. After muting the TV, Evan turned to the phone and pressed a button to revel his agent, Robert.

"Evan, that was wonderful work! Giga was pleased on how you dealt with their pest problem. They told me that if they have anymore problems they need taken care of, You will be the first person they call."

"Good to hear. Just make sure that you keep the jobs coming. I'll hear from you later". and with that, Evan hung up on Robert and turned his attention back to the television to see if Albert Diaz made the news.

He doubted it.

This is my character from Dark Times (A Cyberpunk Assassin RP) [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/362.193036-Dark-Times-A-Cyberpunk-Assassin-RP-Started?page=1]. Evan is an witty, but professional assassin from the near future. The first spoiler box is his description. The second one is my audition sheet to get me accepted in the RP. Need anymore information?