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Hi!!


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- Waiting till Wed Feb 12 for all apps submitted pls!

- Waiting till this Wed Feb 05 to complete rosters
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Hi!!

Welcome to the RP! Chat it up, intro to each other and take a look around! So like any comments, questions, concerns lmk k?

Rn we still waiting on people to confirm their writing samples but we have at least one lol. As soon as we get 4 sent over, I'll open up the CS. But for now, you can go to the 'INVENTORS!' Tab and pls just fill in a quick blurb for your charrie concept. We'll go over the annoying relations part of the CS later once we have 4 concepts posted or discussed k?

So idk if we gunna get erybody on board so here's hoping! But TYSM for interest and Lfgooooooo!!
 
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K.wow some rrrrreeeeeeeeaaalllly nice posts from y'all that submitted very WOW!
 
Hi!!

K so like Daylight Fantasy Daylight Fantasy 83113 83113 sent samples. We still waiting on some to confirm their writing sample: Gears Gears PenGuinWritez PenGuinWritez boabo boabo Avythe Avythe

But for now, you can go to the 'INVENTORS!' Tab, copy paste and pls just fill in a quick blurb for your charrie concept.

I'll put up the full CS thread this weekend. Then like we'll go over the annoying Relations part of the CS and hopefully we have more submitted samples.
 
'Zala' - Zalencia Poe (of Cohr Poe Innovations Inc.):
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She/Her | 33 yo | 5'9 | 128lbs | Black Hair | Dark Brown Eyes | Warm Skin | Skinny Frail Build

🔹 Role / (Sphere): 'The Wickedly Ruthless Re-Inventor!' / (Tele-Brain Transmissions)
🔹 Specialty Invention: 'Sentient Calmness Adjustment Machine (SCAM)' ostensibly a mood adjustment mechanical companion that can teach meditation techniques and act as a friend to those in need. In reality, it is a mind controlling giant death robot.
🔹 Miraculous Advancement: Low frequency waves undetectable by the human ear resonate out of the robot to more or less hypnotize people around it, based on an invention Zala stole almost a decade ago. It functions on a nuclear fusion core - an invention that Zala stole from another inventor - and it moves using a series of cogs and gears, the design is obviously also stolen by Zala from another inventor.
🔹 Apprentice: 'Philippa "Blip" Cinnamon' a brilliant but clumsy engineer, secretary, assistant and personal aide who's very timid and extremely afraid of her boss.
🔹 Genie Mayhem: TBD

The idea is that she's a sort of patent jack idea thief who wants to hoard all the ideas and combine them into a giant death robot for world domination, the SCAM. I fully expect some silly hijinks with her tryna copy the other inventors' work only to find out that none of it works and all of it backfires on her. I think I'd like to start her off as a cunning and conniving businesswoman and have that facade quickly dissipate into a goofy cartoon villain like Doofenschmirtz or Plankton.
 
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'Zala' - Zalencia Poe (of Cohr Poe Innovations Inc.):
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She/Her | 33 yo | 5'9 | 128lbs | Black Hair | Dark Brown Eyes | Warm Skin | Skinny Frail Build

🔹 Role / (Sphere): 'The Wickedly Ruthless Re-Inventor!' / (Tele-Brain Transmissions)
🔹 Specialty Invention: 'Sentient Calmness Adjustment Machine (SCAM)' ostensibly a mood adjustment mechanical companion that can teach meditation techniques and act as a friend to those in need. In reality, it is a mind controlling giant death robot.
🔹 Miraculous Advancement: Low frequency waves undetectable by the human ear resonate out of the robot to more or less hypnotize people around it, based on an invention Zala stole almost a decade ago. It functions on a nuclear fusion core - an invention that Zala stole from another inventor - and it moves using a series of cogs and gears, the design is obviously also stolen by Zala from another inventor.
🔹 Apprentice: 'Philippa "Blip" Cinnamon' a brilliant but clumsy engineer, secretary, assistant and personal aide who's very timid and extremely afraid of her boss.
🔹 Genie Mayhem: TBD

The idea is that she's a sort of patent jack idea thief who wants to hoard all the ideas and combine them into a giant death robot for world domination, the SCAM. I fully expect some silly hijinks with her tryna copy the other inventors' work only to find out that none of it works and all of it backfires on her. I think I'd like to start her off as a cunning and conniving businesswoman and have that facade quickly dissipate into a goofy cartoon villain like Doofenschmirtz or Plankton.
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Lol SCAM. my gosh I love it. 're-inventor' is soooooo on point for this RP. My gosh tickles me.

K Imma add her to the Inventors tab

I'll have a full CS out this weekend but like still holding out for more replies.



K sooo like again erybody I can't stress this enuff: we already know each other so Relations will play a huuuuge role in this RP. No Lone Wolf Play. It's in the rules lol aaaaaand you'll see on the actual full CS too.

Tysm again to erybody sharing samples with me and tysm for your patience!
 
Decay was never use to the Well no matter how many times he visited. He was likely the first human to ever leave this place alive- if he could be considered "Living." True, his master had supernaturally elongated his life with Hemalurgy and Necromancy- but he had never died in the first place. He still needed breath, sustenance, rest- but he no longer aged. Most who received this boon from his Master where subject to a brutal death and resurrection- leaving some mental faculties damaged by the moments spent in the afterlife. He still studied ways to prevent this, along with the decay of the common undead mental abilities, but he had much work to do. Today was a day in which months of planning and positioning by he and his master would finally come to fruition. The heavy suits of armor of the Sage Knights clanked against the worn stones of the hallowed halls he desecrated. His master would need to excuse his lack of true undeath to the Church of Entropy- but for now he relished in the depravity these creatures hated.

Early into his days in the academy, Decay had been fascinated by the concept of the unliving. Creatures of Nightmare and Legend- legions of man-eating creatures, all breaking the most natural law all beings followed no matter their race or power- Entropy and Death. Many sought the unnatural lengthening of their lives, but Decay wished for something more. True Immortality- a blessing even The Gods didn't enjoy. For all the talk and worship of the beings, they could easily die- whether they faded from human memory or where destroyed by another warring deity. No creature was truly unkillable- at least not yet. Decay would be that first being to truly ascend, no matter the cost or the process in which he would reach his destiny. Decay was born one of the most intelligent people in his land- likely the brightest of this world, but that was not enough. Although he could find amazing discoveries, he still aged, death was around every corner. As a lowly farmhand, death had been everywhere- ravaging monsters, brutal wars, and disease. Decay would have never guessed that the solution to his greatest fear was that same curse that had killed his family. The Doctor who had come to clear the bodies had recognized his intelligence and immunity to most disease- the blessing of Health, and had offered a role as his student. Decay had done well, saving many patients- though unfortunately his teacher did not see the logic in his experiments.

"Evil, Twisted, Horrific."

He had called Decays process- but what was the lives of a few peasants already suffering from plague, in the name of progression of the human (Or Decay Himself)'s lifespan. Decay was removed from his mentorship- blacklisted from all academies in the lands, but he still progressed his learning. After subjecting his former master to the very tests he had disregarded, he stole the mask of a master doctor and began "Treating the people." A plague just so happened to be spreading through the land, so Decay found ample test subjects. None cared that a drunkard or a Harlot would disappear in the night- most died, but he found more and more information with every death. Soon he returned to his obsession with the undead from his academy days and experimented with them, easily twisting the creatures into perfect puppets for his plans. The idea of truly intelligent and organized infected never crossed his mind. True Necromancers could command a horde or two, and some intelligent undead would command a small army- but they would always remain a small enough faction that no one would worry or care about them- until one of those leaders found Decay.

The Revenant strode before the Knights, Decay and the other advisers followed- while Decay's newest triumph slinked through the shadows- none of the Pathaotorian guardsmen noticed as he silently killed each undead. The blade he used was a recent breakthrough of Decay's- requiring major resources and time, but with the soul of an ancient an dying god- paired with a being of such raw power and skill, it was glorious. Each guard faded into shadow as he died- some absorbed by their killer, the rest fading away into the stones of these halls- and to think, only one other soul had been taken in this complex. It would be joined by many more should the plans go as intended.

The contingent of knights opened the door into the central hall, revealing the occupants within. Every soul inside was undead- consisting of almost every variant. The hall itself was enormous, steep balconies and alcoves in which a few of the demons and gods that supported the Empire watched. Perhaps even the demon king was in those shadows. In the center of the room was a massive stone table, each ruler seated in their given seat. Ogrin of the Festering Fleet sat at a chair made of the first Undead pirates Ship Helm- bound by rope and covered by barnacles. The Undead Pirate glowed from the permanent flame his undeath produced- lit by their God, Ogrinalan Okesh- Death God of Thieves and Fortune. At his side was Bolok, his suit dapper despite the strange designs lent by his nature. His throne was covered in symbols of his many followers- Bokors and Voodoo priests, Shalanis and Gralagors. The more primal and natural necromancers. Unlike many religions, they followed this creature- a master in The Feral Dead, animalistic resurrected that haunted children's nightmares. He passively rolled a set of bone dice in his hand, watching Decay from his Bone mask- if it was a mask. Lilith Blackmoore sat at the far right of the table, her flowing dress of spiders silk dyed by the poison of her favorite snakes covering her seductive form. Queen of the vampires, temptress of hell. She chuckled as the contingent walked in- winking at Decay as he stepped in, he did not pay mention to the vampire- he had long since decided inefficient desires and emotions where below him. At her side was The Blood Queen, Lady of the Hemalurgists, masters of blood magic. Of course Lilith would have forged an alliance with her, with their courts overlapping. He was certain the previous blood queen had been disposed of by Lilith, she and almost every member of the Undead Court regularly secretly warred with one-another; an issue his master would deal with today.

Thirty total seats surrounded the room. Thirteen where unoccupied, their holders minds reduced to mush after long periods of undeath. Some had been exterminated by the Gunslingers before they had been dealt with, and because they where given to a particular clan, it was relatively unheard of that a new clan would take one of the fallen seats- and a previous fallen faction would never return and reclaim their seat, though his master was the only exception. A honor guard for each army stood behind their leaders and the small contingents of advisors that stood behind their master. Revenant and the Dahlia Court took their seat- a simple chair covered in the same black roses that covered both his masters mask and armor. The Black Rot they called it, the side effect of using the Courts magic, slowly killing the user as the malevolent infection took over the body- history showed that before the extinction of the previous court, many mages where crippled by the curse, their leader bound to the chair permanently until the infection ended them and they sunk into the chair. Decay could see the faint outlines of skulls from the ancient leaders of the Dahlia.

Thirty years ago, Revenant had appeared- bearing the armor of the Dahlia Royalty and bestowing the boon of The Bleeding heart to several minions. Many had protested the return of the court after three hundred years of an empty seat, but after a while they had decided the court was small and weak when compared to the forces of the longstanding chairs like The Banshee's spirit society or any of the lost factions. Banshee herself sat at Revenants side, her long hair covering most of her face, while she sat sadly- equally solemn attendants silent as always- if they used their well known banshee screams, the degrading of their mind would increase- so she stayed silent. At the left sat Fear Mistress of the Fey Undead, a more whimsical creature- known for stalking children's nightmares with Bolok. Her escapades where more weird and demented then the rest of the court- her fey powers twisting her mind into insanity. Decay took his place behind Revenant as prime attendant and waited as the Entropy Priests walked in, stepping before the council before bowing to the center piece of the entire fortress- The Throne of Souls.

On the far wall of the room was a throne- comprised of gold and obsidian, decorated by rubies and other red gems. The Gem shone with light, constantly cleaned and maintained for the King by his loyal devotees. The cult-like church currently controlled this fortress, their Pathaotorian guards usually marching the halls of the ancient catacombs. If all was going according to plan however, everyone outside of the room would be dead because of the unexpected forces that the Revenant had snuck within months ago. Crimson Candles covered the throne- always lit to show their Kings eternal life, the wax like blood as it stained the floors. The High Priest took his seat by the Kings side, before opening the Necrochronical- the great record of the unliving and souls of the dead. His tongue had been carved out so he could carry out his duty to record the words of every council. Next to the High Priest sat Obadon, the Ghost King. The most ancient of the current council sagged in his seat of ectoplasm- the slight green glow illuminating the throne behind him. Among the original council, only one had remained- Obadon. When the Rot King had began his conquest, a small backwater kingdom had begged for mercy. Their Weak-Willed and Grossly Benevolent King had offered his life for his peoples salvation, and the amused conquer had given it- a life as impotent spirits. The King himself sat straight in his throne- his blood red robes flawless, shining from the gold inlays. His eyes seemed to bore through Decay's soul, or what was left of it- and he felt a chill. Decay pushed aside his emotions, he had no reason to fear The Rot King- creator of the Undead Race, Herald of The Damned, Engineer of Undeath- for he was dead. The King was nothing but a skeleton- well preserved by his followers, but still he remained a corpse on a golden throne- another case of an illogical religion- worshipping a dead man.

The Priest stood up, and all bowed before the corpse- all was ceremony of course, only the church truly believed that these bones held power- the rest simply played along in armor of the long dead monarch. The Tongue of the King stepped forward, standing before the table- he had been selected today to be an intermediate between the undead chairs, and would be put to death tonight after the meeting concluded- at least that was what would happen normally. Before he could utter a single condescending word, a gunshot rang out and the zombie fell over- a bullet in his head. Warriors called for arms as two figures stepped from the shadows- pale gunslingers, here on time as Revenant had planned.

The combined armies prepared to face off the assassins, but the Dahlia Court raised their own blades, with other reinforcements joining. Duskwatchers formed from the shadows and raised their blades of light, spirits collected around the army- all undead that where lacking representation in the court- the perfect ally's in a hostile takeover. A few lords where eliminated of course- the most powerful enemies to his master and any threats to their plans. Revenant stepped forward at the shocked crowd- the crimson cloak that covered the ancestral armor blowing in spectral wind as the renegade Undead Lord addressed the crowd. Thankfully, with the start of the meeting all Gods and Demons had left the court to its private affairs- otherwise armies would pacify this revolution.

"For how long have we suffered under the tyranny of Gods and The Living burdened our destiny. A destiny promised by our King."

Revenant gestured to the skeleton- did it seem to be grinning rather than the enraged snarl? Surely it was a trick of Decay's mind.

"We where promised control of this world- the enlightenment of all beings of this land, those who see us as monsters and abominations. Under this councils complacency we have withered away into insignificant fleas to this world. Long ago, we would lay siege to kingdoms- control continents, while now we cower from adventurers and Ghosts."

The two gunslingers stepped forward, raising their sleeves to reveal near-identical emblems of playing cards on their wrists- causing a rush of gasps and outcries. Moloch the Bloated one stood up- the massive homunculi raised a bloated finger to the Revenant.

"You would bring our sworn enemies- and a human into this sacred place? You may hold this room, but our armies will-"

Moloch's outrage was silenced as a being of shadow sliced through him- leaving him to fade into the shadows as he stepped toward Revenant and bowed- inspiring even more terror and amazement into the crowd than both the Gunslingers reveal and the entire rebellion.

"To address the departed Moloch's flawed argument- our enemies the Gunslingers are extinct. A Rogue element has eliminated all leaders and destroyed their organization- leaving pockets of resistance cowering in the shadows. With assistance of this Human, I have awoken our long missed weapon- The Assassin. Our combined forces augmented by The Assassinspawn will clear out any remaining vermin. Even before their death, the Gunslingers had abandoned their identity and Cause. Many who where slain in the One-Man Purge have joined my ranks in return for his head. With these new allies and the advancements of my scientists led by Doctor Decay, we will take over this world- then destroy the Gods."

People murmured among themselves- the corruption of even a few gunslingers was impossible, along with returning the slumbering assassin- but killing the very gods they had served since their Kings Death? Their silence was broken by a shattering as Revenant raised the Crimson Blade and brought it on the ground- shattering the blood red sword and revealing a twisted metal hilt made of a separate material than the weapons of the Dahlia- the material that the Rot King sat upon, The Throne of Souls.

"I have reclaimed the first piece of the blade of Pestilence. Using its power and the advances Decay has discovered, we will empower our armies and bring back our long dead King. With the return of the truest god we will kill and absorb every deity until all life has been enlightened into the truest form of life."

Decay held his breath as the doors slammed open and a human was dragged into the room- his clothed tattered and bloodied- a sack covering his head. The two servants ripped off his mask and revealed Rot-Render, the foremost hunter of undead. His body was covered with scars- each notch an undead life he had ended. The Shattered Hilt's crimson blade reformed- nothing like its original form depicted in myth, but still a deadly weapon augmented by Dahlia Hemalurgy. Revenant stepped forward and slit the heroes throat- spraying blood all over the table before she hefted the corpse before the throne. Decay watched, crushed by anticipation as blood flowed from the body- until the bloods travel to the ground tilted- now surging into the throne. Every orifice gushed blood- circling the throne as it began to glow, the long dim eye sockets glowed for a moment as the body withered away before Revenant threw the desiccated and mummified corpse and fell to their knees. The mummified hunter got to his feet, now joining the ranks of the very forces he had sworn to destroy- and everyone in the room heard a booming Voice.

The Rot King Rises
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Male | ???| 6'7" | 120lbs | ???| Grey | Pale| Athletic

🔹 Role / (Sphere): 'The Miracle Salesman' / (Snake Oil Seller)
🔹 Specialty Invention: 'Panacea- Cure To All That Ails You!!' title says it all
🔹 Miraculous Advancement: Mixture of various chemicals that create a visual illusion of health and vitality
🔹 Apprentice: Claude, young alchemist who has no idea that his master is a scam artist- believes in magic
🔹 Genie Mayhem: TBD
 
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Male | ???| 6'7" | 120lbs | ???| Grey | Pale| Athletic

🔹 Role / (Sphere): 'The Miracle Salesman' / (Snake Oil Seller)
🔹 Specialty Invention: 'Penicillin- Cure To All That Ails You!!' title says it all
🔹 Miraculous Advancement: Mixture of various chemicals that create a visual illusion of health and vitality
🔹 Apprentice: Claude, young alchemist who has no idea that his master is a scam artist- believes in magic
🔹 Genie Mayhem: TBD
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Awesomes! K loves the original snake oil salesmen concept. Oh and d'awwwww Poooooooor Claude

The only thinkg is can you chance the name of the invention to something made up pls. Penicillin is an actual for real cure. The running gag is like we supposed to be like mad scientists really that are peddling grandiose bombastic BS! Wow factor yeah! but still bs tho lol

Imma add them to the Inventors! tab

Oh wait! Lol what's their name!
 
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Awesomes! K loves the original snake oil salesmen concept. Oh and d'awwwww Poooooooor Claude

The only thinkg is can you chance the name of the invention to something made up pls. Penicillin is an actual for real cure. The running gag is like we supposed to be like mad scientists really that are peddling grandiose bombastic BS! Wow factor yeah! but still bs tho lol

Imma add them to the Inventors! tab

Oh wait! Lol what's their name!
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I wrote the wrong name- Panacea is what I meant
 
K ssoooooooooo! Like just posted the CS thread!

K so DON'T post anything in the CS thread till app is Approved! No placeholders. Just post your WIP/app here first so we can go over it k?

Just a couple notes: not expecting gouts of purple prose. Take a look at Markies sheet k? Just simple answers. Tbh the most you'll be writing for is the relations.

As you'll see there will be some IMPROV for interpersonal stuffs between charries. Dun worry! We will go over it all when apps are in!

Any comments questions concerns eyo hit 6angirl up right here!

Oh link to CS is upper left top of this thread!
 
K still waiting on others to respond here but kinda doubtful cuz been a week now. Like already tagged 2x sooooo like will wait till Friday for them.
 
Heeeyo!

'Astro-Ko' - Kohaku:

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Male | 25 | 5"8 | 132 lbs | Black Hair | Brown Eyes | Tan Skin | Average Build

🔹 Role / (Sphere): 'The Onlooker of Stars' / (Astrolo-Enhanced & Elemental Connectivity)
🔹 Specialty Invention: 'Lets get closer to the cosmos together. Star Generator!!' Able to generate small stars right into your backyard!
🔹 Miraculous Advancement: With a few levers, the invention is able to control how much each elements gets put into the star.
🔹 Apprentice: 'Orion' A stubborn and narcissistic wannabe astronomer who is often at Kohaku's throat.
🔹 Genie Mayhem: TBD
 
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Heeeyo!

'Astro-Ko' - Kohaku:

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(かもい on Twitter)
Male | 25 | 5"8 | 132 lbs | Black Hair | Brown Eyes | Tan Skin | Average Build

🔹 Role / (Sphere): 'The Onlooker of Stars' / (Astrolo-Enhanced & Elemental Connectivity)
🔹 Specialty Invention: 'Lets get closer to the cosmos together. Star Generator!!' Able to generate small stars right into your backyard!
🔹 Miraculous Advancement: With a few levers, the invention is able to control how much each elements gets put into the star.
🔹 Apprentice: 'Orion' A stubborn and narcissistic wannabe astronomer who is often at Kohaku's throat.
🔹 Genie Mayhem: TBD
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Double dipping on the spheres I see. Loves it! K added to the inventor tab. And yet another quirky assistant lol
 
83113 83113 Gears Gears Daylight Fantasy Daylight Fantasy

Hi!!

K sooooo like let's move on to Relations!

So you'll see there is an actual CS to fill in. But you can do that as we go BUT most importantly I need you to fill in the Personality Section and the Relations

Now basically in relations you'll see a bunch of categories and an open ended section for a memory interaction. Now you can work it together or just propose to the other RP how you see their old interaction. **Remember a feature of this RP is that we already know each other.

Once we get to know each other charries better we will each fill out what we see the genie doin to create mayhem with your invention. More on that later

But for now let's just work on the CS and relations first
 
K seen gears workin that CS!

Anyone else need help just come on down and I'll be here k?
 
Slepy
 
K looks like you the only one who is working on a Cs lol. Tysm. But like Idk where the others are but just gunna wait til Wed for them
 
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