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| What race would you be? |
| Vampire |
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21% |
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| Werewolf |
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34% |
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| Mage |
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15% |
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| Promethean |
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5% |
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| Changeling |
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10% |
[ 4 ] |
| Human |
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13% |
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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 12:30 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 6:25 am
.:sits in a dark area. watches everyone from a distance. every once and awhile her eyes glow blood red:.
"try and control yoursel--aghh.....!" she cringed and put her face in her hands.
"that fool--- that took my peace... and love away from my very heart... he even took my family..my sisters... my mom... my dad... they died... thinking i hated them..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 2:18 pm
Still planning on doing this, but as I mentioned in the game I'm DMing, we have a flea problem and one of our cats just died. So it will be a little while before I'm ready.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 2:39 pm
I've never done anything like this before, but I am willing to try... apologies if I do something wrong, though. ^^;[Jem J. Lindsbury, Secretive, Aloof Librarian] Player: [.chiaroscuro.] (Chi) Age: 28 Height: 5'5" Weight: 139lbs Eyes: faded green-blue Hair: Neck-length, center-parted, layered black-brown Skin: Mildly tanned Race: Human Attributes: Intelligence 2, Wits 2, Resolve 1; Manipulation 1, Composure 2, Presence 1; Stamina 1, Dexterity 2, Strength 0 Skills: Academics 3, Investigation 1, Computer 2, Medicine 2, Occult 1, Crafts (Sewing) 2; Empathy (Lies, Motives, Personalities) 2, Subterfuge 3, Streetwise 1, Expression 1; Athletics (Long-Distance Running, Sprinting) 1, Survival 1, Stealth 1. Merits: Eidetic Memory (2), Direction Sense (1), Meditative Mind (1), Fleet of Foot (2), Weaponry Dodge (1) Willpower: 3 Morality 7 Virtue: Prudence Vice: Lust Initiative: 4 Defense: 2 Size: 5 Speed: 7 Health: 6 Background: Jem lead a normal, quiet childhood in suburbia, keeping in touch with both of her divorced parents regularly. She ran track in both middle and high-school, specializing in running rather than jumping and pole-vaulting. She didn't like relays, because the idea of losing because someone else on your team wasn't fast enough appalled her. Jem enjoyed living a loner's life: having no peers meant no peer pressure, and thus she has been a successful teetotaler with abstinence to every addictive substance under the sun, save the occasional indulgence in chocolate. She is not an avid sewer anymore, but her grandmother taught her the basics: How to sew up a tear and run a machine, and how to crochet your own socks. She was very close with her grandmother before she died of natural causes. She realized in her teenage years that the edited, tested-for-ratings knowledge being spoon-fed to her by way of national broadcast was not what she wanted to resign her life to, so Jem allowed herself to study the world as much as possible and retains an open mind to this day. Her photographic memory is quite useful for this task, but is sometimes foggy: I.E. She remembers what table, the general area of the page of a book, and the layout of that page, but the context of the words are sometimes beyond her. She can also remember pictures better than words. Her job at the library has left her with endless time at which to study and read at leisure, a pastime which she indulges in regularly. She doesn't really consider anyone her 'friend', but she does get along with a few people. Jem's distance was not put in place by any sort of occurrence, she simply observed the rocky, tear-stained relationships with her acquaintances and parents and decided that love and attachments were just not for her. Because of her caution, she usually avoids things such as parties and other social events. She has taken a few self-defense classes, but has found that the movements involved in such were quite strange and fairly impractical and has been looking into a different style of defense in case her distrust in just about everyone proves to be accurate. She has had little regrets in her life until now, when she hears of her co-workers talking of marriage and happiness... Desired Race: Changeling, Werewolf or Mage. Haven't decided yet? ^^;
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 9:51 pm
[.Chiaroscuro.] I've never done anything like this before, but I am willing to try... apologies if I do something wrong, though. ^^;[Jem J. Lindsbury, Secretive, Aloof Librarian] [[Chia, sorry to bother, but we need to establish character connections (i.e. friends, distant relatives, coworkers, etc.), although, that's really up to you. If they don't know each other, we can eventually roleplay it out, okay?]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 9:54 pm
Galvorte Still planning on doing this, but as I mentioned in the game I'm DMing, we have a flea problem and one of our cats just died. So it will be a little while before I'm ready. Okay, I don't mind. I just need you to fix your char sheet, all right?
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 10:01 pm
Well, since we have one character ready, I guess I can start now. Remember, everyone, KEEP OOC TO A MINIMUM!!!!!!!! If you must speak OOC, then I need you to put it in parentheses, all right? Thank you! ::bows::
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 10:05 pm
Sensual Enigma Tourmaline [.Chiaroscuro.] I've never done anything like this before, but I am willing to try... apologies if I do something wrong, though. ^^;[Jem J. Lindsbury, Secretive, Aloof Librarian] You almost have everything completely correct, except for the Attributes. All you had to do is add one more point to every score, and you're done. I'll do that, and then I'll put your character on page one. :3 Actually, I had to remodify a few more things. You had 2 too many Skill Specialties, so I changed that for now. ^_^
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 10:43 pm
Accepted [Gary McCulough, "Dedicated Catholic"] Player: SET Age: 43 Height: 5' 6" Weight: 120 lbs. Eyes: Greyish-Blue Hair: Straight, Cropped Platinum Blonde Skin: Light Tan Race: Human Attributes: Intelligence 3, Wits 2, Resolve 3; Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2; Presence 1, Manipulation 1, Composure 4 Skills: Academics (Religion) 5, Crafts 3, Occult (Witchcraft) 3; Athletics 3, Firearms 1, Larceny 1, Survival 2; Intimidation 2, Persuasion 2 Merits: Common Sense (4), Meditative Mind (1), Language: German (2) Willpower: 7 Morality: 7 Virtue: Faith Vice: Gluttony Initiative: 6 Defense: 2 Size: 5 Speed: 9 Health: 7 Background: Gary knows what it's like to be at the bottom. He remembers what it's like to sell your friends and families out for drugs, what it's like to get that ultimate, and what it's like to die because of it. Gary used to be a heroine addict a few years back. This was the addiction that caused the loss of his house, wife, children--basically everything he had! He sold it all for his own selfish gluttony, his own sick NEED! Eventually, Gary OD'ed, having a seizure that caused him to die in the hospital. Then, Gary saw the light, the one at the end of the tunnel that everyone seems to talk about. He came back that day, too, vowing to give up his addiction for a better life. He decided to start over, start fresh. That's when he found religion. Finding God was the path to happiness, the path to everything good! From that day forward, Gary dedicated himself to the Catholic religion, initiating himself within its ethics and codes. He rigorously studied religion, becoming a great theologist. Through his studies of religion and theology, he came across the phenomenon of Witchcraft, which he immediately took a great interest in. He learned the rituals, the spells, and many other things that come with this neo-religion. Naturally, he still commited himself to one Ultimate being, one diety; therefore creating his own secret "cafe religion." Knowing that others would not approve of this discovery, he secretly devouts himself to Church and its community while practicing Witchcraft in secrecy, lest there be another Inquisition. Gary is a kind man, understanding the tribulations of addictions and hard times. He is cold to laziness, believing that only those who are dedicated are fit to survive. Those few that work hard are the ones who overcome the obstacles of life and the many conflicts it brings. Gary is also a mentor through the NA and AA programs, helping those that wish to better their life and ultimately themselves. He pities the lost souls that wonder through life, confused and tormented, and he raises his hands against all evils. He is a paladin of good, one with a secret life that could ruin his life and faith if he is not wary and careful. He can only hope that his charade may last him for the rest of his life, always fearing curious eyes that may not even be their. Desired Race: Human ((Okay, well, there's my character, so this game can be more exciting. Yay for WoD!))
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:31 pm
[[Time to be all "Storyteller" and stuff...]]
The hour is late, darkness and late-nighters cover the many streets. The numerous clubs are packed with ravers, addicts, sexual deviants, frats, and many other people of the night. Parties dot the landscape, at least each block having one or more of these enibriated celebrations. But all the noise, all the chatter, the socializing--it's not your thing. Instead, you, Jem, have decided to spend your time at the college library, a facility that is open almost exclusively to you because you are head librarian (and the only one who would spend midnights among dusty tomes).
As you are reading, you happen to look up and your eyes wonder over to an older man who is studying at a table across the room. He seems about middle-aged, his early 40's perhaps, but you don't recognize him (even with your photographic memory.) You know he's not a professor or any of the college faculty, which leads you to wonder, "Who is he? And what's he doing here?" Perhaps he is faculty, but you've never met him before. Hmm... How curious...
What do you do next?
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:20 am
((I might need some help, but I'll definatly join. This looks so fun!))
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:28 am
[[This one's for Jack]]
"Hey, Jack, what's up?" John, your brother, asks, bumping into you on the dance floor. The new punk club, The Spike, is packed, as usual, with ravers, goths, punks, and emos (the ones that no one liked...) "You got a girl here or somethin'? Or did you come here alone... again?"
He grins at you, hanging his arm around the shoulders of a petite goth-looking girl with jet black hair, fishnet, and thick-soled boots. The only thing that isn't black on her is her red lipstick, which emphasizes the size of her lips against all the black she is wearing. She almost seems to take the style to an extreme. For all you know, she probably has her nipples and c**t pierced, too...
What do you do next?
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:29 am
xOFixOx ((I might need some help, but I'll definatly join. This looks so fun!)) [[Okay, well, try the best you can, and I'll help you whenever you get stumped or something.]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 2:20 am
"I'm alone, but I'm looking forward to the next band, I heard they play the Kennedys... this is your new girl, heh? I'm Jack, how're ya? Hey, I'm getting a beer at the bar, want some?"
Jack goes to the bar, looking around, hoping any girls are noticing him...
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