OtakuInBlack
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Hello everyone. It's been a long bit since I have posted here, but I have come back fueled with creative flow. This rp is inspired by the Telltale Game The Wolf Among Us. You don't really need to know the game, but it's based on a comics Fables. The series features various characters from fairy tales and folklore – referring to themselves as "Fables" – who formed a clandestine community centuries ago within New York City known as Fabletown. That pretty much all, but you get to choose what fable you want to be! It will be crazy to see the different directions this can take us!
Name: Bigby Wolf
Fable Name: The Big Bad Wolf
Abilities: Superhuman strength, speed, stamina, agility, reflexes, durability, senses, and wolf transformation.
Personality: Bigby is a hard and cold person because of his experiences in the fairy-tale Homelands and formerly being the most notorious fairy-tale villain to many of the Fables. His violent past causes him to be despised by many in the Fable community.
Background: Bigby Wolf is the renowned Big Bad Wolf of Legend. He's known for tormenting pigs and girls in red hoods but has since been trying to put those dark days behind him. Bigby has acted as Fabletown's sheriff and remained in his human form, mostly for centuries. However, due to his rough past, the citizens of Fabletown are slow to trust him, and he has been banned from ever setting foot onto the Farm.
~starter~
When a savage creature known only as the Adversary conquered the fabled lands of legends and fairy tales, all of the infamous inhabitants of folklore were forced into exile. Disguised among the normal citizens of modern-day New York, these magical characters have created their own peaceful and secret society within an exclusive luxury apartment building called Fabletown.
He wanted to be a different person, he desperately wanted to. He never got his happily ever after, like the rest of his Fable folks. He was the bad guy. He was never going to get his. He needed to change to show the people that he was better and that he was going to be better. No one trusted him because of his past and anger issues, so he had to work harder. He got a call from Toad about a disturbance in his building, The Tenement.
Bigby took a taxi to the building, and he got there around midnight. He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs before he headed into the building. Stopping at the door, he gave a soft sigh as he saw the Three-foot Toad out of Glamour. "Mr. Toad." He said, his voice deep and gravely. The Toad sighed, "Shit." He said before turning and moved his hands up. "Bigby! Listen, mate. I know I don't look human. It's a problem; I get it. I just stepped out of the apartment for just a second to see what kind of damage this drunk shit it doing. Just cut me a break, yeah? I'll get me Glamour first thing in the morning. Cross my heart." He said as Bigby watched the Toad. He can see the fear in him. Being out of Glamour is dangerous for their kind. "No need to kick up a fuss." Mr. Toad said, putting his Toad hands in his pockets. "I've heard enough of your excuses, Toad. This is unacceptable. If you can't afford to look human, then you're going to the Farm. It's as simple as that." Bigby said, being calm as he talked, but Toad's fear was more in his eyes now. "You can't send me up to live with those animals...." He said, worry in his voice. Bigby put his hand on his hip as he slowly took another breath of his cigarette and raised an eyebrow at him. "You know what I mean." Toad said, putting his hands back in his pockets. "Go see a Witch. Get a Glamour." He said, his voice a bit more assertive. "Bigby, they're bleeding me dry, mate. The quality of the spell goes down, but the rates keep climbing up. Do you have any idea how much it costs to have an entire family in Glamour?" There was a small crash upstairs. Toad looked up the stairs, shaking his head softly. He felt empathy for Mr. Toad. He gently shook his head. "I don't make the rules. Sorry." He said as Mr. Toad looked sadden. "I can't give you a free pass on this, Toad. My hands are tied." He said as Toad sighed. "Right, right." Bigby took another puff before blowing it out. "There's too much at stake. Whatever it costs, it's worth it. You don't want me catching you out of Glamour again."
Just then, there was a loud crash from a window breaking, and a TV fell outside behind him in the streets. Toad covered his head. "Fuckin' hell!" He cried out. "See? This what I called you about, Sheriff." He said then put his hands on his hips. "Are you just going to stand there? Do something, Bigby. Before he completely tears up the place." Bigby sighed and tossed his cigarette aside. "I should probably go handle this." He said as he started to head up the stairs. Toad sighed, relieved. "Yes, please. Thank you." He said as he watched Bigby climb up the stairs. He then started to mumble. "Furry pricked gobshite... tell me how to spend my money..." he spat on the floor before looking aside, hearing his child. "Dad? The lights are shaking again." Mr. Toad looked over, seeing his little Toad son poking his head out the door. "What'd I say? You want a Big Bad Wolf to take you away?" His son cowered a little behind the door way. "No." Toad started to head to him. "Then get the fuck back inside."
As he climbed up the stairs and looked around before hearing someone yelling. Their voice was also low. "...you're gonna know who I fuckin' am. You hear me? Hey! Look at me!" He started to head to the door before stopping seeing a matches outside the door. Soon, he heard another voice. "Just, stop. Okay? Your drunk!" He hummed and pocketed the matches. On the other side of the hall was a phone off the receiver beeping. "Let me go!" The other voice yelled. "Take a look! Take a good look! You know who I am now? Hey! Look at me!" He looked at the door and hung up the phone. "Get off of me!" Said the other voice before a loud crash. "Aaaargh!!!" The deep voice yelled. Bigby growled and went to the door an kicked it in. The man who was creaming inside was tall and angry. "God dam you!" He cried out before slapping (y/c) hard enough that they fell to the ground. "You know who I am!" Bigby ran up to the man. "Woah, woah, whoa! Hey! HEY!" He yelled before using his forearm to push and pin the larger man against the wall. He was a white make with a bald head and a big scruff red beard. His face was red from the anger and drinking.looking aside, hearing his child. "Dad? The lights are shaking again." Mr. Toad looked over, seeing his little Toad son poking his head out the door. "What'd I say? You want a Big Bad Wolf to take you away?" His son cowered a little behind the door way. "No." Toad started to head to him. "Then get the fuck back inside."
As he climbed up the stairs and looked around before hearing someone yelling. Their voice was also low. "...you're gonna know who I fuckin' am. You hear me? Hey! Look at me!" He started to head to the door before stopping seeing a matches outside the door. Soon, he heard another voice. "Just, stop. Okay? Your drunk!" He hummed and pocketed the matches. On the other side of the hall was a phone off the receiver beeping. "Let me go!" The other voice yelled. "Take a look! Take a good look! You know who I am now? Hey! Look at me!" He looked at the door and hung up the phone. "Get off of me!" Said the other voice before a loud crash. "Aaaargh!!!" The deep voice yelled. Bigby growled and went to the door an kicked it in. The man who was creaming inside was tall and angry. "God dam you!" He cried out before slapping (y/c) hard enough that they fell to the ground. "You know who I am!" Bigby ran up to the man. "Woah, woah, whoa! Hey! HEY!" He yelled before using his forearm to push and pin the larger man against the wall. He was a white make with a bald head and a big scruff red beard. His face was red from the anger and drinking.from the anger and drinking.
(If you got this far comment what fable you want to play as! I'm open to anything. This rp is very mature and lots of graphic and colorful words. 18+ please)
Name: Bigby Wolf
Fable Name: The Big Bad Wolf
Abilities: Superhuman strength, speed, stamina, agility, reflexes, durability, senses, and wolf transformation.
Personality: Bigby is a hard and cold person because of his experiences in the fairy-tale Homelands and formerly being the most notorious fairy-tale villain to many of the Fables. His violent past causes him to be despised by many in the Fable community.
Background: Bigby Wolf is the renowned Big Bad Wolf of Legend. He's known for tormenting pigs and girls in red hoods but has since been trying to put those dark days behind him. Bigby has acted as Fabletown's sheriff and remained in his human form, mostly for centuries. However, due to his rough past, the citizens of Fabletown are slow to trust him, and he has been banned from ever setting foot onto the Farm.
~starter~
When a savage creature known only as the Adversary conquered the fabled lands of legends and fairy tales, all of the infamous inhabitants of folklore were forced into exile. Disguised among the normal citizens of modern-day New York, these magical characters have created their own peaceful and secret society within an exclusive luxury apartment building called Fabletown.
He wanted to be a different person, he desperately wanted to. He never got his happily ever after, like the rest of his Fable folks. He was the bad guy. He was never going to get his. He needed to change to show the people that he was better and that he was going to be better. No one trusted him because of his past and anger issues, so he had to work harder. He got a call from Toad about a disturbance in his building, The Tenement.
Bigby took a taxi to the building, and he got there around midnight. He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs before he headed into the building. Stopping at the door, he gave a soft sigh as he saw the Three-foot Toad out of Glamour. "Mr. Toad." He said, his voice deep and gravely. The Toad sighed, "Shit." He said before turning and moved his hands up. "Bigby! Listen, mate. I know I don't look human. It's a problem; I get it. I just stepped out of the apartment for just a second to see what kind of damage this drunk shit it doing. Just cut me a break, yeah? I'll get me Glamour first thing in the morning. Cross my heart." He said as Bigby watched the Toad. He can see the fear in him. Being out of Glamour is dangerous for their kind. "No need to kick up a fuss." Mr. Toad said, putting his Toad hands in his pockets. "I've heard enough of your excuses, Toad. This is unacceptable. If you can't afford to look human, then you're going to the Farm. It's as simple as that." Bigby said, being calm as he talked, but Toad's fear was more in his eyes now. "You can't send me up to live with those animals...." He said, worry in his voice. Bigby put his hand on his hip as he slowly took another breath of his cigarette and raised an eyebrow at him. "You know what I mean." Toad said, putting his hands back in his pockets. "Go see a Witch. Get a Glamour." He said, his voice a bit more assertive. "Bigby, they're bleeding me dry, mate. The quality of the spell goes down, but the rates keep climbing up. Do you have any idea how much it costs to have an entire family in Glamour?" There was a small crash upstairs. Toad looked up the stairs, shaking his head softly. He felt empathy for Mr. Toad. He gently shook his head. "I don't make the rules. Sorry." He said as Mr. Toad looked sadden. "I can't give you a free pass on this, Toad. My hands are tied." He said as Toad sighed. "Right, right." Bigby took another puff before blowing it out. "There's too much at stake. Whatever it costs, it's worth it. You don't want me catching you out of Glamour again."
Just then, there was a loud crash from a window breaking, and a TV fell outside behind him in the streets. Toad covered his head. "Fuckin' hell!" He cried out. "See? This what I called you about, Sheriff." He said then put his hands on his hips. "Are you just going to stand there? Do something, Bigby. Before he completely tears up the place." Bigby sighed and tossed his cigarette aside. "I should probably go handle this." He said as he started to head up the stairs. Toad sighed, relieved. "Yes, please. Thank you." He said as he watched Bigby climb up the stairs. He then started to mumble. "Furry pricked gobshite... tell me how to spend my money..." he spat on the floor before looking aside, hearing his child. "Dad? The lights are shaking again." Mr. Toad looked over, seeing his little Toad son poking his head out the door. "What'd I say? You want a Big Bad Wolf to take you away?" His son cowered a little behind the door way. "No." Toad started to head to him. "Then get the fuck back inside."
As he climbed up the stairs and looked around before hearing someone yelling. Their voice was also low. "...you're gonna know who I fuckin' am. You hear me? Hey! Look at me!" He started to head to the door before stopping seeing a matches outside the door. Soon, he heard another voice. "Just, stop. Okay? Your drunk!" He hummed and pocketed the matches. On the other side of the hall was a phone off the receiver beeping. "Let me go!" The other voice yelled. "Take a look! Take a good look! You know who I am now? Hey! Look at me!" He looked at the door and hung up the phone. "Get off of me!" Said the other voice before a loud crash. "Aaaargh!!!" The deep voice yelled. Bigby growled and went to the door an kicked it in. The man who was creaming inside was tall and angry. "God dam you!" He cried out before slapping (y/c) hard enough that they fell to the ground. "You know who I am!" Bigby ran up to the man. "Woah, woah, whoa! Hey! HEY!" He yelled before using his forearm to push and pin the larger man against the wall. He was a white make with a bald head and a big scruff red beard. His face was red from the anger and drinking.looking aside, hearing his child. "Dad? The lights are shaking again." Mr. Toad looked over, seeing his little Toad son poking his head out the door. "What'd I say? You want a Big Bad Wolf to take you away?" His son cowered a little behind the door way. "No." Toad started to head to him. "Then get the fuck back inside."
As he climbed up the stairs and looked around before hearing someone yelling. Their voice was also low. "...you're gonna know who I fuckin' am. You hear me? Hey! Look at me!" He started to head to the door before stopping seeing a matches outside the door. Soon, he heard another voice. "Just, stop. Okay? Your drunk!" He hummed and pocketed the matches. On the other side of the hall was a phone off the receiver beeping. "Let me go!" The other voice yelled. "Take a look! Take a good look! You know who I am now? Hey! Look at me!" He looked at the door and hung up the phone. "Get off of me!" Said the other voice before a loud crash. "Aaaargh!!!" The deep voice yelled. Bigby growled and went to the door an kicked it in. The man who was creaming inside was tall and angry. "God dam you!" He cried out before slapping (y/c) hard enough that they fell to the ground. "You know who I am!" Bigby ran up to the man. "Woah, woah, whoa! Hey! HEY!" He yelled before using his forearm to push and pin the larger man against the wall. He was a white make with a bald head and a big scruff red beard. His face was red from the anger and drinking.from the anger and drinking.
(If you got this far comment what fable you want to play as! I'm open to anything. This rp is very mature and lots of graphic and colorful words. 18+ please)
