Futuristic Steampunk Robin hood

[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

(Rules are in the overview)


This will be a Robin Hood inspired Steampunk RP! (taking from the rich to give to the poor)Just think Robin Hood, airship pirates, scientists, aristocrats, and of course everything steampunk!


Basic plot: the sheriff and his gang are the bad guys. They are controlling all of the politics in the city(they run the place) and through less the good means have made the poor pay lots of taxes and work in the factories and mines. The aristocrats live the life of luxury and pay the sheriff to keep their status, they do not have to pay taxes. Robin and his merry men are trying to stop the sheriff and his gang. They have contacts who are aligned on both sides including Lady Marian who is the apple of the sheriff's and Robin's eye. Who will win in this on going battle of bad vs. good. Will Robin be able to show the city how corrupt the Sheriff is or will they continue to blindly follow him. Only time will tell!


Places so far


A.S Sherwood


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Nottinghamshire city


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[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

Hello this is Mr. Vincent with your first post info. First off, Welcome to this RP! You will see my posts throughout the RP updating you with various things including weather, and summaries of what is going on! Okay lets get to business!


The weather is warm with a gentle breeze. It is the perfect weather to take your airship out for a spin!


Current time. It is mid-afternoon just a little after 1pm.


That's it for now! I will now put you in the very capable hands of our lovely RP mistress Lady Luna!





Luna looked out of the large observation window of her mansion. She was waiting for the arrival of the Sherwood, to see what robin had to say. She had changed out of her nice attire into her more comfortable airship outfit. She decided to let her long purple hair be down today, it reached almost to her waist when she wore it down. She didn't have any news herself so she was hoping the merry men to cheer her up. Today was supposed to be her one year anniversary with her former husband Sebastian but, he was taken away from her by someone. She wasn't sure who it was just someone evil. She got a little giddy when she spotted the Sherwood. She quickly climbed the ladder to her roof and waited for the airship to approach.

 

[gogojojo331]

Q was alone in the Sherwood research bay, the smell of gas, chemicals, and metals stinking to high heaven. It was down in the ship, what could be described as a renovated basement, with added rooms that he had installed so he couldn't leave his work. He sighed, as the sparks flashed and danced with his tinkering. "Hmm... Too much energy expenditure..." He said. He was working on what seemed to be a skeleton of a hand with blue circular ends on the tips of each one, crackling with energy. His newest device.... 'The Shocker?' No... Too cheesy, Robin likes names, always catchy. He really couldn't give a Care in the world... Just as long as he could do his work in peace... He sighed and wiped his brow

 

[kira blackthorn]

Falier ran and jumped across the buildings of Nottinghamshire city hoping he wouldn't be late. The whole crew was spending the day with Luna to help take her mind off her late husband and he was supposed to be their to greet her but a meeting with his sister Fickle ran late. He almost whooped with joy when he spotted the Sherwood up a head. Seeing that it was nearing Lucys mansion he sped up.


Hopefully he can make it there in time or he will fill so guilty that he won't be able to even look her in the eyes.

 

[ChronosDesine]

The sun was shining and the birds, or better said bird because Aaron only saw one bird, were singing. Aaron looked at the bird, a robin, next to him and smiled. The bird and him were sitting on a bench in front of a random building in Nottinghamshire. When suddenly he saw someone run past his, since when is it yours Aaron? Did you pay for it? Is your name on it? I don't think so. The bench, when he suddenly saw someone run past the bench. The person looked like they where in a hurry for something. When he looked at the direction that person was running he saw a airship. And not just an airship. Or maybe it was. He didn't have any idea who owned it or what purpose it had. But it probably belonged to some richass lass or lady. Deciding that it didn't matter Aaron focused his attention back on the bird


It was Aaron's third day in Nottinghamshire and he still didn't had a job. Or more important a place to live. He hopped from park to park, bench to bench, not staying at the same place longer than two hours. So sleep was pretty much not an option. Not even once people thought or looked at him like he was homeless. But that was probably because he didn't look and smelled like one. The probably all thought he was waiting to go to work or something else important. You know what they say right? No? Me neither. But in this situation it would probably be something along the lines of ''Don't dress or smell like a homeless person and people won't think you're one, even if you really are one''.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Will stood on the railings on the outside of the Shearwood, just enjoying the view of the city from the height of the blimp. Well, technically he was on observation duty meant to be watching out for the Sheriff's men but he was confident enough nothing would happen. So confident he was he leaned on the wall to the inside of the dirigible and took a good smoke of his pipe. As he exhaled the smoke he manipulated his mouth making the smoke come out in various basic shapes and watched them as the dispersed.

 

[Wondertainment]

Nottingham breathed as deeply as he comfortably could. He glanced around and observed Nottinghamshire. His Nottinghamshire. He was the genius who raised this city from the filth into its glory. Of course, not everybody could be pleased, but surely, he did not deserve the outrage of the people. Nottingham was only doing his job of maintaining blimp traffic in his shire's air-space. He was also responsible for taxing traders, which would explain the rage of the people. Yet how could they possibly blame Nottingham? He was simply following his orders, doing his duty to the people.


Those thankless larvae. Nottingham was cursed, honestly. He just wanted to bring some justice to the world, some order so that filthy charlatans like that Robin the Hood. The Merry Men were just anarchists that refused to actually help their country, but chose to simply rob the honest workers of his town.


"I built this town," Nottingham muttered, "I raised it for the people. Yet they call that hoodlum the hero."


Nottingham bitterly sighed and, though he knew it was in vain, tried to warm his cheeks. One day, he will catch the Hood. After all, he built this town.

 

[TacoMann]

Q's ears draw the sound of a flirtatious chuckle behind him, as the round of several wrenching gears makes itself heard from the approaching mercenary's folded weapon. How in hell did Leeron get back on the ship?


"A cute little gadget you've got there, mhmhm..." Getting almost uncomfortably close, as he cranes to examine Q's latest creation. "...I suppose I could learn a thing or two from you...But then again, we'll see how long I'm aboard this time." The foppish mercenary bats his eyelids, royal purple eye-shadow, matching his gown (why a gown!?) pronouncing itself as he does so. He cocks a coy grin, and a predatory leer, as he retires against a boiler. "Surprised to see me, hon? You look to be growing up handsome."

 

[kira blackthorn]

Falier made it to the the Sherwood before it got to the mansion and managed to sneak on before they got there. Breathing a sigh of relief he hurried to his room to grab his tool kit which he hadn't been able to grab before he left. On his way he was only slightly shocked to hear Leerons familiar flirtatious chuckle though was shocked when he realized it came from the Sherwood research bay. Curiosity peeked he decided he had some time. He sneaked in and settled down in the shadows to watch the show mentally cackling at the scene. You could always trust Leeron to bring some entertainment.

 

[gogojojo331]

He looked at the man, and sighed. He couldn't handle people in his workspace, much less this guy.... Q wondered how the hell he got in. He swore he locked the door.... He looked at him, and tapped him with the Shocker. This would knock the guy out, or paralyze him, or kill him.... It depended. He felt watched, so he shifted his eyes to the shadows, whilst moving his head toward the door to fake the assailant out.

 

[kira blackthorn]

Falier almost burst out laughing when Q use one of his devices to knock Leeron out but managed to restrain himself. As long as he wasn't dead Falier had no reason to get mad on his behalf. Noticing Q trying to find him while trying to fake him out he grinned and deciding to reveal himself stepped out of the shadows."If he's dead Robin will be mad at you."

 

[gogojojo331]

"Doubt it..." He said to the woman, rolling the man out the area. Such a strange creature, the man was. He wondered why he was kept around. No wonder there were rumors that the merry men were 'more than merry'... He had half a mind to throw him out the disposal bay. He looked at the woman again. "And you are?"

 

[TacoMann]

Leeron did not hit the ground, but stood, seemingly paralyzed, after awhile a high-pitched yip, somewhere between a squeal and a moan echoes from him. His gear and proximity to the brass boiler got the current out of him through his head and fingers quite hastily. "Oooohhhhh th-th-th-that th-thing has a pleasant kick to it. Never would've thought you the kinky sort, Q...." He takes a step back. "Relax, I'm on your side for the time being. It tends to be more fun with you boys, after all... mhmhm.... And god'en to you, aswell, Falier. Don't you know it's rude to sneak up on two people enjoying some privacy together?" He shifts an annoyingly aggressive gaze to Q, a flirtatious invitation. Its amazing that Robin allows him onboard, let alone hires him, considering his gun was once used to cut down the airships of several "Dangerous Insurgents". 
He spins on his heel, and sets off, the folded gun a series of pipes and tanks covering his backside. "I'll see you two around. Mhmhm..." Despite his seemingly cool demeanor, he still seems more than alittle frazzled by the retaliation. Although that may in part be due to most of his hair now being on-end.

 

[The Doorman]

Rhett Rogers, "Robin Hood"


Rhett awoke with a creaking sound too nigh to his ears for comfort, and remembering how he'd fallen asleep... Where was he?, "Mmmm... What a way to wake be this?" The young adult mumbled, sitting up and stretching his arms, twisting them for a satisfying crack before he cracked his knuckles and his neck, soon hopping down to his feet and finding his back to be a bit stiff, stretching with a strained groan and cracking his back, "Mm, much better." He chuckled and looked around, he wasn't in too odd a place, thank the gods.


"If he's dead Robin will be mad at you."


"Hm? Ah, what have they gotten up to now..." The man wandered in the direction of the vaguely familiar voice, his eyes looking around as he walked, soon arriving at his destination, "Ah, please tell me no one died... You know how difficult that is to explain..." He said, entering the area to see Leeron, the oddity, Q, the genius... Though his names were always lacking, and Fa... Fable? Fallow? Eh, let's just call her F. He stepped out of the odd man's way as he walked past, "Goodbye? Eh, not an issue. How're things goin'... In the... What is this agai- Ah... The... Mmm..." Rhett found himself befuddled in his half-asleep state, was this the research bay or... No... Ah, to hell with it. The young man shrugged it off, though it'd problem bother him the rest of the day if no one could remind him, or not.

 

[TacoMann]

"Mhmhmm...good-morning sir...."


He sidles along the corridors, silently slipping out of a utility door to climb up to the observation catwalks.

 

[gogojojo331]

Crazy man, Leeron was. He sighed, and looked at the girl. Definite girl, he believed. Leeron was his impression of a tranny, and This girl was not one. He waved to the boss, and nodded for him to come in the Research area. "New equipment." He said. He nodded at the girl, giving her the okay to stay around, taking his goggles, fully revealing his face.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"Was it supposed to do that?" Falier questioned as he watched Leeron wobble away in amusement. He ignored Robin deciding to wait till he was fully awake and alone to inform him about the happenings of the brathol. It wouldn't be good for just anyone to be aware of Fickles status as as a spy. She had a image to uphold after all.

 

[The Doorman]

"Oh?" Rhett entered the area, approaching Q and the woman he'd forgotten the name of, "No weird names?" If the man said no, he'd be genuinely surprised, he always seemed crock full of names that made him laugh at their... Well... Hilarity. The young leader shifted his feet, only slightly awkward in his immense height though he slowly stopped paying attention, wondering just what Q could've been up to while he was unintentionally dozing. Ah, Falier, that's it... Isn't Falier a man? Eh, not a problem, I don't judge. Rhett thought, in a daze of sorts as he slowly woke.

 

[gogojojo331]

He showed his table, seeing a display of the wares he had prepared. "I've decided to dabble in electricity, a rare art indeed, and dangerous, but I have done it before." He spoke this as a sort of prepared speech, and as a waiter, cook, or any artists would display his work. "First off, as I have demonstrated..." He showed the Shocker. "This will be modified later on to adjust to any of our members hands. This device can stun or paralyze any enemy just by touch on any open skin." He put it back on the table. He then walked over the second item. "For a more disguised approach." He showed him a cane, with a cubic zirconium diamond on top. "The Shock Walker." He pressed the diamond, and the electricity crackled. Another touch, and it turned off. "The third device I'd like to call... Is the 'switch'" he said. "As you know, the aristocrats have high electrical defenses. This can shut all of them off in a certain radius for a certain amount of time." The Switch was a elegant, painted sphere.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"Nice." Falier complemented leaning back against the table. He wasn't particularly good at building such stuff. Usually he was only able to build simple things so he was really impressed that Q could build such complex things.


'I'm glad he's on our side.' He thought to himself idly playing with a screw from the table. He froze standing straight as a idea came to mind.


" Hey, you don't think you could invent a pair of boots with one of those shocker things on the tip, so if you kick someone they get electricuted do you?'

 

[The Doorman]

The man looked intently at each item, now that he was nigh full awareness his analytical gaze had returned and it was as if a million equations were right before his very eyes though, all that was there was Q's work, and once he'd come back his eyes returned to their usual nonchalant glow, though the electric objects had awoken a spark in his gaze, "Mm... How interesting... As always Q, you amaze me with the quality of your work." Rhett spoke, giving one more look over the things before he remembered why Falier was there, glancing over his shoulder at the spy a moment to acknowledge his presence and the knowledge of his intended action, they'd have to wait before they spoke. Either way, he had a lot to do, a lot of people to see, things to say, opinions to share. Rhett was temporarily too distracted by the thoughts if his responsibilities, and just missed that boot idea, though either way he wouldn't have lost or gained much.

 

[gogojojo331]

"Hmm..." He said. "I guess I could..." He said. He grabbed a pice of paper, and wrote the schematics for this idea. "Yes... Inside the boot... What would be a good trigger? Clicking of the heel?" He looked at her. "Why did you come here? And why did you ask such a strange request?" He still continued to scribble down schematics.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"What?" Falier asked momentarily shocked By the change in subject. Shaking his head at his own foolishness he answered." I was actually on my way to my room to get my tool kit when I heard Leeron chuckling I figured something amusing was about to happen. It seems I was right."


Stoping to giggle at the amusing memory he continued speaking after a moment." As for the request well," He shrugged." I figured they would make good secret weapons. Why?"

 

[gogojojo331]

"No one asks much of me or snoops around here." He told the girl. "They are scared of me, I guess." He rubbed his face, showing bags underneath his eyes from seemingly days without sleep. Some-well, most- people were shocked by it, But that was his existence. He worked and slept. And waited for the day he found him again... Robin promised that... Q felt his vision blur, but he shook his head, and... Tried to fight off sleep... Can't now, he said to himself. Work...

 

[kira blackthorn]

"Are you alright?" Falier questioned worridly as he watched Q's eyes droop. It's not good for someone in his profession to work when their so tired. Mistakes can be made, and people can get hurt even killed." You shouldnt overworke. Yourself. Not in your profession."