Tobuketsu
Hilarious Lunatic
General Description : This is a sandbox RP with events that occur every so often. The setting is a giant Metropolitan city situated across five floating islands called "Windfall islands". The main nexus of activity is a nightclub called the "The Ninja Rave". For the most part, the point is the interaction between the eclectic collections of RP’ers and the organic events that occur. All OC’s are welcome. You can drop in and out whenever you want. RP “fights” do happen from time to time and it goes without saying that you should avoid God-modding and other cheese. Otherwise, the entire idea is the lack of structure laid out by me and the stories that are told between each other. The focal point does tend to be the Rave and the island it resides on, as a general jumping off point for where you should begin but this is just a suggestion and not a rule. The setting is one of futuristic fantasy, so advanced technology and other tropes are encouraged but not required in any way.
You do not need to submit a profile to participate. Drop in and drop out at your leisure.
There is not currently an over-arching plot.
I do ask that you take any OOC chatter to this specifically designated thread we use for such things.
Windfall OOC
Table of Contents –
1.The 5 surroundings Islands:
I. Gale
II. Tide
III. Seismic
IV. Flames
V. Paramount
2. Visual aid for the Islands (location)
3. The Sixth Island, The Rave Island
4. Serek’s Labs
5. Weather effects
6. Ongoing events and current announcements
7. Staff
NPCS: Every island save for A N G E R Y island is occupied with hundreds if not thousands of citizens using advanced technology provided by the Rave as well as its own scientists and engineers. The citizens that do not work for the Rave have no formal allegiance or obligation to it in any way as the relationship is one of mutual respect and barter.
Deeping Gale ( Wind )
Crystal blue lakes dot themselves in what seems to be random intervals on the Isle, surrounded by fields upon fields of green grass, their blades swaying in the gentle and soothing whisps of wind, that roll across, small indentations showing where the force is currently at. Rows of trees, the edges of forests, stand in clusters as they shield whatever lies beneath from the rays of the sun overhead. Directly in the center of the Isle, hangs a gorgeous, small garden, four giant sized trees adjacent to one another hold this garden up as it's flowers, paths and beauty cascade downwards until it meets the soil below.
Enigmatic Tide ( Water )
This Isle is entirely made up of crystal blue water, not quite crystal enough for you to be able to see clearly through its' depths, but a nice deep blue signalling the extent of its depths. There is Arena located in the middle of the island jutting out from the depths that twists upon modular platforms. The technology inside allows the arena to modify into any configuration within its confines to suit the users and spectators. The purpose otherwise of this square of land is for anyone that wishes to be able to gaze out over the waves of the water before them, stretching as far as the eye can see until the horizon.
Clairvoyant Seismic [Earth]
Volcanos rise from the grounds, dominating the Isle with their size, while being located on the four corners that can be made out then looked at from a birds eye view. Their funnel structures tower the surrounding land, while their molten lava spills out of their spouts to flow in red, raging rivers down their sides and running towards the centre of the Isle, where each river from the Volcanoes meets in one, large red lake that sends a wave of heat to anyone that is near enough. But inbetween these large, flowing rivers of lava is a completely different world, with forests that are dark, the trees leaves so thick that hardly any sunlight can escape through them, casting all that is below into almost darkness, making the trek through these woods treacherous, the animals that dwell known for praying on a lost soul. The only disturbances are the tremours that plague the grounds, being caused by eruptions from the volcanos, shuddering the Earth to let the lava spray from their tops. Geothermal energy is harnessed from this island and distributed to the others.
Drowsing Flames [Heat]
Flames lick their way across the horizon, the orange tips swaying in a breeze that dances its way across them so that the yellow within them stretches out, following the orange tips wherever they go. The entire Isle is full of fire , seering the skin of anyone that is within reach, the heat more than enough to instantly incinerate any living being that makes contact with it. All is yellow with orange tips, save for a small platform, a hundred feet above the flickering flames, surrounded by a dome of shield to protect anyone that is within it against the heat of the flames outside. Interestingly, the flora on the island has adapted to the extreme conditions and even thrives.
Martyr’s paramount
This isle is the most desolate of them all, the darkest in its light as the sky is filled with dark, forboding clouds that are more black than they are grey, going as far as the eye can see and not allowing a single ray of sunlight to stream down upon the ground beneath. Down on the land of the Isle, the skin will creep with the emptiness, with not a tree to be seen, not a single plant to live among the grey dust that layers upon the Earth. The only onbject to protude out from that dust is the many Tombstones that are on display, at the head of each gravesite that is placed it what looks like to be a laid out formation, but when looked closely, this formation begins to blur, and look random. A white mist spins its magical web, getting all that walk through it lost within seconds, no matter how good their navigation is. Only those that know the secret can walk through this site without getting lost. Otherwise known as Daddy island.
You do not need to submit a profile to participate. Drop in and drop out at your leisure.
There is not currently an over-arching plot.
I do ask that you take any OOC chatter to this specifically designated thread we use for such things.
Windfall OOC
Table of Contents –
1.The 5 surroundings Islands:
I. Gale
II. Tide
III. Seismic
IV. Flames
V. Paramount
2. Visual aid for the Islands (location)
3. The Sixth Island, The Rave Island
4. Serek’s Labs
5. Weather effects
6. Ongoing events and current announcements
7. Staff
NPCS: Every island save for A N G E R Y island is occupied with hundreds if not thousands of citizens using advanced technology provided by the Rave as well as its own scientists and engineers. The citizens that do not work for the Rave have no formal allegiance or obligation to it in any way as the relationship is one of mutual respect and barter.
Deeping Gale ( Wind )
Crystal blue lakes dot themselves in what seems to be random intervals on the Isle, surrounded by fields upon fields of green grass, their blades swaying in the gentle and soothing whisps of wind, that roll across, small indentations showing where the force is currently at. Rows of trees, the edges of forests, stand in clusters as they shield whatever lies beneath from the rays of the sun overhead. Directly in the center of the Isle, hangs a gorgeous, small garden, four giant sized trees adjacent to one another hold this garden up as it's flowers, paths and beauty cascade downwards until it meets the soil below.
Enigmatic Tide ( Water )
This Isle is entirely made up of crystal blue water, not quite crystal enough for you to be able to see clearly through its' depths, but a nice deep blue signalling the extent of its depths. There is Arena located in the middle of the island jutting out from the depths that twists upon modular platforms. The technology inside allows the arena to modify into any configuration within its confines to suit the users and spectators. The purpose otherwise of this square of land is for anyone that wishes to be able to gaze out over the waves of the water before them, stretching as far as the eye can see until the horizon.
Clairvoyant Seismic [Earth]
Volcanos rise from the grounds, dominating the Isle with their size, while being located on the four corners that can be made out then looked at from a birds eye view. Their funnel structures tower the surrounding land, while their molten lava spills out of their spouts to flow in red, raging rivers down their sides and running towards the centre of the Isle, where each river from the Volcanoes meets in one, large red lake that sends a wave of heat to anyone that is near enough. But inbetween these large, flowing rivers of lava is a completely different world, with forests that are dark, the trees leaves so thick that hardly any sunlight can escape through them, casting all that is below into almost darkness, making the trek through these woods treacherous, the animals that dwell known for praying on a lost soul. The only disturbances are the tremours that plague the grounds, being caused by eruptions from the volcanos, shuddering the Earth to let the lava spray from their tops. Geothermal energy is harnessed from this island and distributed to the others.
Drowsing Flames [Heat]
Flames lick their way across the horizon, the orange tips swaying in a breeze that dances its way across them so that the yellow within them stretches out, following the orange tips wherever they go. The entire Isle is full of fire , seering the skin of anyone that is within reach, the heat more than enough to instantly incinerate any living being that makes contact with it. All is yellow with orange tips, save for a small platform, a hundred feet above the flickering flames, surrounded by a dome of shield to protect anyone that is within it against the heat of the flames outside. Interestingly, the flora on the island has adapted to the extreme conditions and even thrives.
Martyr’s paramount
This isle is the most desolate of them all, the darkest in its light as the sky is filled with dark, forboding clouds that are more black than they are grey, going as far as the eye can see and not allowing a single ray of sunlight to stream down upon the ground beneath. Down on the land of the Isle, the skin will creep with the emptiness, with not a tree to be seen, not a single plant to live among the grey dust that layers upon the Earth. The only onbject to protude out from that dust is the many Tombstones that are on display, at the head of each gravesite that is placed it what looks like to be a laid out formation, but when looked closely, this formation begins to blur, and look random. A white mist spins its magical web, getting all that walk through it lost within seconds, no matter how good their navigation is. Only those that know the secret can walk through this site without getting lost. Otherwise known as Daddy island.
