Calderthepirate
03-25-2012, 04:47 AM
Updated 3/26/2012
Seven Devils
A Realistic, Dark, Near Future, Super Hero/ Super Villain Tale
Brief Story
The sun beats down into an abandoned warehouse, where the dust is rising from the lack of upkeep. You slowly open your eyes, suffering from a terrible migraine that feels as though your head will just split into two. Even though the pain is great, you manage to look around. Six other's are finally opening their eyes to the sun which has now full invaded through the windows of the building. The others seem to also be in pain, moaning from the affliction. You have never seen any of these people in your life, they are new to you entirely.
You feel another pain begin to grow within you, a pain that is now forcing its way out. Others are also trembling from the pain, you clench your fist's then realize that there is something inside that was clearly not there in the beginning... You keep telling yourself everything is okay. Deep inside you know it to be false. Don't fight with the urge, it will consume you. Feel yourself change, and embrace the metamorphosis.
The year is 2031, The super powers have shifted dramatically after an arrangement of a treaty of Permanence. Thus a new world order is born. Our story takes place in a city in New India, which is located within the Polynesia island system within the pacific ocean. The city is the shining beacon of diverse cultures coming from all stretch's. Americans, Indians, Jewish, German, Spaniards, Latino's, African Americans, the city is known as the Neo Melting Pot.
The city is run by the major corporations that finance the democracy, fund the farms, and the national army. The biggest amongst the Corporations is King Tech. The corporation owns more than half the city, running its operations in the dark, encouraging and fueling criminal organizations to fight, seizure of power. Most cities crime rate is thanks to the choices made by King Tech to put these mobsters in control of gun rackets, protection rackets, and the such.
Weather on New India is tropical in nature, the rain is abundant, and the sun matches in value. The city purely looks like a cleaned up Miami before the Hurricane Ivan washed most of the coastal Floridian city away. King Tech made it very clear that what they decide to do in regards to human experimentation is completely legal and encouraged by their investors. They attempt to sugar coat the diabolical truth to their nature.
Now you lay upon the ground in a great sense of euphoria, you have been granted something spectacular... The use of this gift is completely up to the owner of the power. Will you use your abilities to come closer to the truth or use them for self gain and embellishment? You have begun this journey, this transformation... It has all came down to this.
Character sheet
-Basics-
Name :
Age :
Sex :
Race :
- Appearance - ( Picture optional )
Eye Color :
Facial Features :
Physical Distinctions:
Height :
Weight :
Clothing :
-Other-
The Change : (What is different from your character opposed to the six others? Please plan it now, and have your character discover its full potential later.)
Misc : ( Anything else that you wish to add )
Rules
This is a realistic, near future , super hero/villain tale. While deciding the change, please keep in mind that the powers should be balanced, have their own pro's and con's.
Any Over the top powers, please just don't even use them. The key here is that the characters are not invulnerable to all adversaries.
Contribute to the story, but also allow others the same courtesy.
Post only on your turn, which we will decide when the roster is filled. This will prevent over posting, and leaving other players behind.
Posts must be Literate
No Godmodding... this simply goes without saying. You have to be willing to collaborate with players.
If you choose to leave the role play for what ever reason, please be willing to write an exit for your character.
Players are allowed to play as many EXTRA characters as they wish. The Application for Extra's is at the bottom of this thread.
Have Fun!!
Extra Character
Extra characters are non essential players that can be made to enrich the story, players are allowed to make as many extras as they see fit.
Name :
Age :
Sex :
Race :
Misc : ( Anything you wish to add, that you feel must be explained or mentioned. )
How to join
Post your player profile on the thread. I have chose to not take PM's due to the fact that some members do not clean out their inbox's disallowing me to accept them into the role play through private message.
When will the Role play begin!?
When we have at least 4 players , and exactly 6 character bios (excluding my character).
Roster
Character sheet
Name : Jordan Rosemary Mitchell
Age : 20
Sex : female
Race : African-descended
Eye Color : amber
Facial Features : She has an oval shaped face with slightly pouting lips of medium plumpness. Her cheekbones are slightly high making for subtle definition but not considerably fine features. Her nose is pert with a long bridge and her eyes distinctly almond-shaped.
http://www.showhairstyle.com/wp-cont...ium-length.jpg
Physical Distinctions: Jordan’s hair is naturally curly and resists being straightened for long periods of time. She is a shapely girl with a decidedly hourglass figure, and most people would call her a little leggy with long arms. Being of African descent ensures that much of her weight lies in her bust, bottom, hips, and thighs. But she likes the fact that at least she is proportional. Her skin is a smooth, caramel complexion. And recently, she has developed dimples from a very humorous life up to this point.
Height : 5’8”
Weight : 142 lbs.
Clothing : She prefers comfortable clothing to apparel that is too tight fitting. More often than not, Jordan can be found wearing solid-colored or graphic, fitted tees. Her favorite leg-wear is a comfortable pair of jeans, but she’ll wear shorts on hot days. She doesn’t care much for matching. Her style is tasteful discord, which means that, depending on her mood, she will toss on a sweater with Capri pants or even a tank top and Corduroys while topping it all off with a scarf wrapped around her slender neck, and let’s not forget the flip-flops.
Personality Pro's : Jordan is ever the optimist. She is a firm believer of that silver lining that’s supposed to be around everything as well as humanity’s inherent goodness. She can be sweet as well. She likes people in her own way; she usually will not be the one to start a conversation, but she does like to talk. Sometimes she is whimsical and childlike, but she won’t show this side to just anyone for fear someone might take advantage. She has a good sense of right and wrong, but she doesn’t always do well in situations that pose moral dilemmas. She feels deeply for things and will act before planning if something tugs at her heart strings hard enough. In most ways she is a good girl with a free spirit and much love to give.
Personality Flaws : Jordan is introverted. She has a hard time connecting with other people. She is kind, but what good does it do if she has trouble expressing herself? With those she feels comfortable with, she speaks and acts as garrulous everyone else, but then there is the issue of her temper. Jordan is picky on certain subjects. There are a select group of things that really “grinds her gears” and because of her quiet nature, when she goes off, it can be quite explosive. She gets nervous easily and if anxious enough will resort to the childhood habit of near obsessive nail-biting. And in a funny twist of events, she cannot under any circumstances wear high-heeled shoes. She has acrophobia, and being 5 foot 8 inches does not help. She despises that she turned out so tall, and on occasion, she experiences vertigo from her own height.
The Change : [I hope you don’t mind Calder. I couldn’t think of just how to explain her change in description alone, so I figured I’d make my change description also my RP sample. ^^ p.s. Thoughts are in ‘’ marks]
‘It hurts… everything hurts.’ Jordan felt her body. She really felt it. How could anyone ignore such screaming agony. Her insides felt like they had been rearranged and set on fire. As she worked to move her sluggish extremities, she tried to remember something. Anything that could explain what was going on. However, it seemed she was experiencing some kind of amnesia. How long had she been out? Hours? Days? As a matter of fact, where the heck was she anyway? She only had a brief glimpse of intense pain before even that snippet of the past was lost to her aching mind. Her thoughts raced while she moved herself bit by bit. Her toes twitched sending little stabbing shocks of pain like bits of glass, and moving her feet had much the same affect. ‘Well, at least I know why I hurt so bad…’ She had definitely been in her current slouching position for a while. Her whole body had gone to sleep. “I think it’s safe to say I passed out.” There was something comforting about speaking to oneself, and in her case, anything that kept her focus away from the hurt was good.
“Ow, damn it…” she hissed between clenched teeth. She had finally straightened into an erect posture, and her frame ached with protest. Through all her motion, she hadn’t done the one thing that should have come first. Open her eyes. She knew it was because whatever had happened to her was something she probably didn’t want to know. She already felt like she’d been trampled. Why make her pain worse? What if she had been kidnapped and locked in a basement? Or what if she had been snatched by a Techie? Hell, what if she was dead? There was only one way to find out, right? Right. “Here goes…” her voice was raspy. ‘My throat’s too dry.’ Next on her list was to get some water. That was, if she could move.
She peeked her brown eyes open slowly. “Gah!” It only took a second to be blinded by the sun. She whimpered softly. Screaming just made her hurt worse. ‘Go slower, idiot.’ She scoffed. Since when was it normal to be admonished by your own self? But she did open her lids slower the next time around, and what she saw confused her greatly. “Well…at least it’s not a basement.” She squinted usually wide eyes around the room taking note of the seemingly deserted place. That was until she heard groaning to her left and right. With greats pains she oriented herself so she could look around, and to her increasing surprise there were six more people in the room with her. They all seemed to be waking up like she did with painful slowness and much cursing. At least she wasn’t alone.
She managed a little smile even if it was uncomfortable with her still unconscious face muscles. Not being by herself made things a little better, even if she didn’t know anyone. Preparing to speak a little louder, her breath hitched as the same hot knife feeling in her gut grew a hundred-fold, “Ugh, what the..ah!” She couldn’t help the string of expletives that fell from her lips while she doubled over. Amazingly enough, her body moved of its own accord. Her spine arched sharply drawing another cry from her strained trachea. Her teeth gnashed. She clawed the filthy floor trying her hardest to fight the surge of ungodly activity in her body. She swore her bones were moving. Her blood felt like acid in her veins. She bit her tongue through the whole of whatever transformation was taking her over and gagged at the blood filling her mouth. Maybe she was dying after all? But before she returned to the unconscious world of blissful darkness, it was over.
Once again her thoughts had shattered like so many bits of crystal. As she lie panting and convulsing on the ground, changes about her form would be found. Her hair had taken on a red hue, making the logs go from deep brown to a shade of cherry wood. Her figure, once slender, had become strangely more voluptuous, but the most striking feature of all was the color of her eyes. No longer were they cool amber but a bright acidic green, but Jordan wouldn’t know this. And no one was there to tell her of her physical changes. She would only last mere moments before being taken into sleep’s embrace once again, a slowly deepening hole accompanied by curious sizzling where the blood dripped from her parted lips.
Seven Devils
A Realistic, Dark, Near Future, Super Hero/ Super Villain Tale
Brief Story
The sun beats down into an abandoned warehouse, where the dust is rising from the lack of upkeep. You slowly open your eyes, suffering from a terrible migraine that feels as though your head will just split into two. Even though the pain is great, you manage to look around. Six other's are finally opening their eyes to the sun which has now full invaded through the windows of the building. The others seem to also be in pain, moaning from the affliction. You have never seen any of these people in your life, they are new to you entirely.
You feel another pain begin to grow within you, a pain that is now forcing its way out. Others are also trembling from the pain, you clench your fist's then realize that there is something inside that was clearly not there in the beginning... You keep telling yourself everything is okay. Deep inside you know it to be false. Don't fight with the urge, it will consume you. Feel yourself change, and embrace the metamorphosis.
The year is 2031, The super powers have shifted dramatically after an arrangement of a treaty of Permanence. Thus a new world order is born. Our story takes place in a city in New India, which is located within the Polynesia island system within the pacific ocean. The city is the shining beacon of diverse cultures coming from all stretch's. Americans, Indians, Jewish, German, Spaniards, Latino's, African Americans, the city is known as the Neo Melting Pot.
The city is run by the major corporations that finance the democracy, fund the farms, and the national army. The biggest amongst the Corporations is King Tech. The corporation owns more than half the city, running its operations in the dark, encouraging and fueling criminal organizations to fight, seizure of power. Most cities crime rate is thanks to the choices made by King Tech to put these mobsters in control of gun rackets, protection rackets, and the such.
Weather on New India is tropical in nature, the rain is abundant, and the sun matches in value. The city purely looks like a cleaned up Miami before the Hurricane Ivan washed most of the coastal Floridian city away. King Tech made it very clear that what they decide to do in regards to human experimentation is completely legal and encouraged by their investors. They attempt to sugar coat the diabolical truth to their nature.
Now you lay upon the ground in a great sense of euphoria, you have been granted something spectacular... The use of this gift is completely up to the owner of the power. Will you use your abilities to come closer to the truth or use them for self gain and embellishment? You have begun this journey, this transformation... It has all came down to this.
Character sheet
-Basics-
Name :
Age :
Sex :
Race :
- Appearance - ( Picture optional )
Eye Color :
Facial Features :
Physical Distinctions:
Height :
Weight :
Clothing :
-Other-
The Change : (What is different from your character opposed to the six others? Please plan it now, and have your character discover its full potential later.)
Misc : ( Anything else that you wish to add )
Rules
This is a realistic, near future , super hero/villain tale. While deciding the change, please keep in mind that the powers should be balanced, have their own pro's and con's.
Any Over the top powers, please just don't even use them. The key here is that the characters are not invulnerable to all adversaries.
Contribute to the story, but also allow others the same courtesy.
Post only on your turn, which we will decide when the roster is filled. This will prevent over posting, and leaving other players behind.
Posts must be Literate
No Godmodding... this simply goes without saying. You have to be willing to collaborate with players.
If you choose to leave the role play for what ever reason, please be willing to write an exit for your character.
Players are allowed to play as many EXTRA characters as they wish. The Application for Extra's is at the bottom of this thread.
Have Fun!!
Extra Character
Extra characters are non essential players that can be made to enrich the story, players are allowed to make as many extras as they see fit.
Name :
Age :
Sex :
Race :
Misc : ( Anything you wish to add, that you feel must be explained or mentioned. )
How to join
Post your player profile on the thread. I have chose to not take PM's due to the fact that some members do not clean out their inbox's disallowing me to accept them into the role play through private message.
When will the Role play begin!?
When we have at least 4 players , and exactly 6 character bios (excluding my character).
Roster
Character sheet
Name : Jordan Rosemary Mitchell
Age : 20
Sex : female
Race : African-descended
Eye Color : amber
Facial Features : She has an oval shaped face with slightly pouting lips of medium plumpness. Her cheekbones are slightly high making for subtle definition but not considerably fine features. Her nose is pert with a long bridge and her eyes distinctly almond-shaped.
http://www.showhairstyle.com/wp-cont...ium-length.jpg
Physical Distinctions: Jordan’s hair is naturally curly and resists being straightened for long periods of time. She is a shapely girl with a decidedly hourglass figure, and most people would call her a little leggy with long arms. Being of African descent ensures that much of her weight lies in her bust, bottom, hips, and thighs. But she likes the fact that at least she is proportional. Her skin is a smooth, caramel complexion. And recently, she has developed dimples from a very humorous life up to this point.
Height : 5’8”
Weight : 142 lbs.
Clothing : She prefers comfortable clothing to apparel that is too tight fitting. More often than not, Jordan can be found wearing solid-colored or graphic, fitted tees. Her favorite leg-wear is a comfortable pair of jeans, but she’ll wear shorts on hot days. She doesn’t care much for matching. Her style is tasteful discord, which means that, depending on her mood, she will toss on a sweater with Capri pants or even a tank top and Corduroys while topping it all off with a scarf wrapped around her slender neck, and let’s not forget the flip-flops.
Personality Pro's : Jordan is ever the optimist. She is a firm believer of that silver lining that’s supposed to be around everything as well as humanity’s inherent goodness. She can be sweet as well. She likes people in her own way; she usually will not be the one to start a conversation, but she does like to talk. Sometimes she is whimsical and childlike, but she won’t show this side to just anyone for fear someone might take advantage. She has a good sense of right and wrong, but she doesn’t always do well in situations that pose moral dilemmas. She feels deeply for things and will act before planning if something tugs at her heart strings hard enough. In most ways she is a good girl with a free spirit and much love to give.
Personality Flaws : Jordan is introverted. She has a hard time connecting with other people. She is kind, but what good does it do if she has trouble expressing herself? With those she feels comfortable with, she speaks and acts as garrulous everyone else, but then there is the issue of her temper. Jordan is picky on certain subjects. There are a select group of things that really “grinds her gears” and because of her quiet nature, when she goes off, it can be quite explosive. She gets nervous easily and if anxious enough will resort to the childhood habit of near obsessive nail-biting. And in a funny twist of events, she cannot under any circumstances wear high-heeled shoes. She has acrophobia, and being 5 foot 8 inches does not help. She despises that she turned out so tall, and on occasion, she experiences vertigo from her own height.
The Change : [I hope you don’t mind Calder. I couldn’t think of just how to explain her change in description alone, so I figured I’d make my change description also my RP sample. ^^ p.s. Thoughts are in ‘’ marks]
‘It hurts… everything hurts.’ Jordan felt her body. She really felt it. How could anyone ignore such screaming agony. Her insides felt like they had been rearranged and set on fire. As she worked to move her sluggish extremities, she tried to remember something. Anything that could explain what was going on. However, it seemed she was experiencing some kind of amnesia. How long had she been out? Hours? Days? As a matter of fact, where the heck was she anyway? She only had a brief glimpse of intense pain before even that snippet of the past was lost to her aching mind. Her thoughts raced while she moved herself bit by bit. Her toes twitched sending little stabbing shocks of pain like bits of glass, and moving her feet had much the same affect. ‘Well, at least I know why I hurt so bad…’ She had definitely been in her current slouching position for a while. Her whole body had gone to sleep. “I think it’s safe to say I passed out.” There was something comforting about speaking to oneself, and in her case, anything that kept her focus away from the hurt was good.
“Ow, damn it…” she hissed between clenched teeth. She had finally straightened into an erect posture, and her frame ached with protest. Through all her motion, she hadn’t done the one thing that should have come first. Open her eyes. She knew it was because whatever had happened to her was something she probably didn’t want to know. She already felt like she’d been trampled. Why make her pain worse? What if she had been kidnapped and locked in a basement? Or what if she had been snatched by a Techie? Hell, what if she was dead? There was only one way to find out, right? Right. “Here goes…” her voice was raspy. ‘My throat’s too dry.’ Next on her list was to get some water. That was, if she could move.
She peeked her brown eyes open slowly. “Gah!” It only took a second to be blinded by the sun. She whimpered softly. Screaming just made her hurt worse. ‘Go slower, idiot.’ She scoffed. Since when was it normal to be admonished by your own self? But she did open her lids slower the next time around, and what she saw confused her greatly. “Well…at least it’s not a basement.” She squinted usually wide eyes around the room taking note of the seemingly deserted place. That was until she heard groaning to her left and right. With greats pains she oriented herself so she could look around, and to her increasing surprise there were six more people in the room with her. They all seemed to be waking up like she did with painful slowness and much cursing. At least she wasn’t alone.
She managed a little smile even if it was uncomfortable with her still unconscious face muscles. Not being by herself made things a little better, even if she didn’t know anyone. Preparing to speak a little louder, her breath hitched as the same hot knife feeling in her gut grew a hundred-fold, “Ugh, what the..ah!” She couldn’t help the string of expletives that fell from her lips while she doubled over. Amazingly enough, her body moved of its own accord. Her spine arched sharply drawing another cry from her strained trachea. Her teeth gnashed. She clawed the filthy floor trying her hardest to fight the surge of ungodly activity in her body. She swore her bones were moving. Her blood felt like acid in her veins. She bit her tongue through the whole of whatever transformation was taking her over and gagged at the blood filling her mouth. Maybe she was dying after all? But before she returned to the unconscious world of blissful darkness, it was over.
Once again her thoughts had shattered like so many bits of crystal. As she lie panting and convulsing on the ground, changes about her form would be found. Her hair had taken on a red hue, making the logs go from deep brown to a shade of cherry wood. Her figure, once slender, had become strangely more voluptuous, but the most striking feature of all was the color of her eyes. No longer were they cool amber but a bright acidic green, but Jordan wouldn’t know this. And no one was there to tell her of her physical changes. She would only last mere moments before being taken into sleep’s embrace once again, a slowly deepening hole accompanied by curious sizzling where the blood dripped from her parted lips.