Burngate ( Recruitment )

[Lovable Dark-side]

Burngate

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We can feel the invisible shackles around our ankles weighing how young bodies down. We know the feel of Iron collars that wrap around the thin necks of the young, binding us to a leash, which leads to a master's hand, as if we were dogs. We are expected to work all day and night. No rest, no hope. Our bones turning brittle, skin like paper, eyes bloodshot. But we still stand. Why we don't know. Maybe it is, because really deeps down inside. We still hope.

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We know everything building in this city, every stone was placed by our smalls hands. Washed in the blood and sweat of the children who work at the construction camps. Each one dying a little more each day, yet no one cares. All they care about is their fancy cars, food, and who is dating who. Living a life of Luxury and leisure never lifting a finger in there entire lives. They don't know the Truth, but we do.

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This city was built on the backs of orphans, nobodies, and lost souls. It was built on the bones of the troublesome and "Unworthy". Our sweat, blood and hope is within Every rock, Every brick, and Every Building. The whispers of the lost, still haunting this city, but painfully ignored.

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This is The City of Burngate.

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Plot: Far from The City of Burngate, lays a medium size construction camp where the children stay. The ones who were rejected, or troublesome. The children who had lost it all and could never get it back. Well, these children weren't of use to anyone really, so The Fair King of our land decided to give them a purpose. " Lets put them to work," He said, a small smile upon his face. He already knew what they could do. That was how the construction camps were born. Each one holding about 300 children in them, maybe more. But everyone of them were terrible Barely any food was given to the children, water was sparse. The guards, or Bounties as they are called were wicked people who had no qualms beating a child. If fact some of them might have found it fun. Most of them not knowing when to stop. It was a hard life for these children forced to be here, working all day and night. Building a city they would never get to live in, or even have the chance to have life. Iron collars that held there I.D. tags around their neck, along with a interwired shock system to keep them under controlled. Many of the poor kids didn't live above the age of 13, and if you were lame and couldn't would. They would put you down. So, this rp takes place in a construction camp about 150 miles away from Burngate.

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Spoiler

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1. No god modding

2.No marry sues ,or gary stus

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3. Cursing is allowed, but please keep it decent.

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4. I am sorry, but no romance. This isn't an Romance thread.

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5. No ditching please. If you are going to quite please tell me.

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6.Keep your characters creative. I don't want like twenty good characters. I mean give me snitches and snobs,Idiots, hard heads. Just give me something different.

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7. Don't be a jerk,your character can be, but not you.

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8. Keep occ to a minimum a question is okay here and there, but come here if you want to talk.

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9. Put (A whispers dream) in your sign up so I know you read the rules

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CHARACTER SHEET

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Name:

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Age:

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Gender:

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I.D Number(Just put in 7 random numbers/letters):

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Skills:

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Possessions(You may only have 3):

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Personality:

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History(opt):

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Appearance:

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Stand out feature:

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[Lucem]

This sounds really interesting.

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Yeah, I am still trying to figure out the bugs though.

 

[Lucem]

Such as?

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Nothing really I am just trying to get some visual aids for the Rp like. The camp itself and the collars everyone wears around their necks. Along with some minor role descriptions. Also, my characters if I get enough peoples interest to actual make this Rp happen.

 

[Lucem]

I could help, if you'd like.

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Sure if you want. I don't want to bother, or anything.

 

[Lucem]

I'll search for some visuals and suggest them over a PM, sound good?

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Yeah, sounds great thanks!

 

[Nem]

I'm definitely interested, and I could probably help with some visual aids as well, myself, should you need some more.

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Cool the more help the better. I mean I still have to get the characters sheets set out and also role descriptions, so yeah the more help with visual aids will help. You know what they say, "The more the merrier"

 

[Nem]

Not exactly sure who they might be. Sounds a bit ominous.


I'll start looking for those visual aids, then. Would you like them sent over pm?

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Yeah, sure thats what Lucem said he was gonna do.


And They are the voices in my head. Mawahahahahahahaha Jk. Just trying to creep on yah.

 

[Nem]

You have creeped successfully.


I've gotten the idea this is a more modern rp. Would I be right, or is this a tad more futuristic?

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Hmmm Yeah, modern. Likes it is kinda my version of what kind of present we could have had.

 

[Nem]

A present we could have had? I wonder what kind... Better shake the box to find ou- Oh. That kind of present.


(Kidding, kidding. Geez. Don't go all 2013 on me, here.)

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Lol very funny. Anyway, yeah.*throws a spoon at you* HERE IS A SPOON

 

[Nem]

I catch the spoon.


"B-But, what? What is this even..? Why..?" I stammer, determined to find a reason for this nonsense. "I guess... thank you for the spoon?"

 

[Lucem]

For the roles, you could look at real life examples, like foremen for instance.

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

Your welcome and Thank you Lucem *throws spoon at you 2*

 

[Lucem]

In that case, I'll go make a bowl of cereal.

 

[Nem]

I catch the next spoon, wondering what the reason is for this mad barrage of spoons all of a sudden. "Who is this strange-looking person in the spoon?" He asked, looking at his reflection.


This is such a strange new world.


So, ehmn, I'll have to wait until this account is a day old to send you those links, sorry. xD .

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

YOUR WELCOME! I shall go find some pictures of people. 
Its okay Everyone has to go through that it is a pain.

 

[Nem]

No, not really. Entirely understandable.


Stop trying to be nice.


If I hosted a forums, I'd do it myself. Spammers are quite a pain.


Oh, now you're just small-talking.


Anyways, it'll be a pleasure to participate, I'm sure.

 

[Lovable Dark-side]

You confuse me*stares at him intensely* Anyway I got to go get some stuff to get ready for this Rp