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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 8:08 am
Introduction What: The purpose of this short little RP is to give people the opportunity to develop their characters further by placing them in a series off different settings and situations.
Who: The house is ruled over and controlled by dear Dr. Rose. This attractive young lady may look good but deep inside her mind is no prettier than any mad scientist's. Her purpose in life is to lure unsuspecting souls to her house so that she may test her brand new "dream" machine while at the same time satisfying her evil streak by torturing and playing with her unsuspecting victims.How: Your character came to the SPA looking for treatment of some kind be it healing, rest, meditation, schooling etc. He/she/it was placed in a incubator. The doctor of the manor assures us that this device can give anyone any treatment he or she desires. Of course her evil scheme is really to taunt and torment you. The doctor will send visions to your character who will experience himself "teletransported" if you will to a series of different worlds, setting, stories and universes. Once there your character will have to decide how to react and behave to these sudden changes of scene. Note: To make things move along quicker the story will always start with your character already in the incubator.Also Note: I will mark the post concerning your character with that character's name at the top in bold. I hope this will make things run smoother and easier for us all, helping us stay organised. Do please feel free though to read other people's posts. It can be a good way to learn and gain inspiration =).
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 8:10 am
The Beginning... Fields of gold and green stretch as far as the eye can see. The sky is a brilliant blue out here, far away from any city, the air crisp and cold. The landscape is flat and open, allowing for perfect visibility from the hills scattered here and there. On top of one such hill stands a large house. A white manor house that towers over the peaceful landscape. It sticks out like a sore thumb, the only sign of human activity in a natural haven. On the large gate in front of the house there is a placat that reads, "Tranquility of mind - a Haven from all Weariness". Leaving your mode of transport behind you ring the doorbell. A servant in a white coat arrives and escorts you into a large waiting parlour. After only a few seconds you are joined by the lady of the house. Giving you a charming smile she extends her hand and says, "Hello there and welcome to Tranquility. I do hope you will enjoy your stay here. Now what can I do for you?" You explain your reasons for coming all this way. She nods and listens, making notes from time to time on her papers. Once you are finished she explains to you the radical new "dream incubator" treatment. "I am positively certain it will be the perfect cure for you!" She leds you down some stairs into a very large room. The scope of the room reminds you of a cathedral. This notion is enhanced by the curious oval patterns that decorate the walls and ceilings. To your suprise the doctor leads you to just one such oval. It is large, made from a cold blue material the top is a transparent glass. She presses a button and the glass top rises with a hiss. "Here we are then, please climb inside." You step into the strange machine. As the lid closes the last thing you hear is the doctors voice. "Sweet dreams!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 8:16 am
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wahmbulance 16 feb,08 Hi ........ uhm well I know that I haven't shown my ugly face here in a while (read my apology post on p17) and I'm afraid to say i don't think I will be able come back anytime soon to make this thread live again.
I think now the only thing is, for those of you who are still interested in the idea, to come together and decide what you want. Either to start a new thread (making it easier to post cha. profiles n such) or if you just want to stay here and help each other out with scenarios and ideas.
Good luck!
wahmbulance Nov 18 - Ok people I am officially running out of ideas. My list grows ever shorter as I'm crossing scenario after idea off. So please please do send me ideas, any at all sweatdrop ! Just so that we can keep things new and exciting for everyone. Thank you biggrin !
wahmbulance Nov 13, 8.50pm - We reach 10 pages rofl !
wahmbulance Oct 27 - I'm officially back biggrin ! I will post and reply to those that posted during my absence and there are also a couple of new people joining us. Welcome to you all, new and old, hope you will all have a great time !
PS. Do please send me a PM if you ever have an idea for a scenario. Either for your character, someone else's, or just a random idea. The creative juices don't always flow as well as I'd like them to xp .
wahmbulance October 4 - I will be gone from the 8th of october until the 27th. In the meantime I give you all permission to take up the character of the Doctor and give each other new scenarios and scenes.
People who wish to join are free to PM me but I will only be able to answer and invite people once I get back.
wahmbulance Sep 21, 07 - We open! heart
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 8:19 am
Rules and Guidelines - Respect the ToS like always - Stay polite and respectful to each other and to me - PM me if you are interested in joining including a brief description of your character. - If you feel it is important do try to tell me what era/genre your character is in if you want me to stick to that. Otherwise the machine will take you anywhere anytime. - You can only start posting once your character is on the incubation list - Once you are done or no longer feel like continuing here please PM so I can remove your character from the list. - If you have ideas for where you would like your character to end up just PM me - Have fun!
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 8:20 am
Incubated Characters Adamathias Name: Dunsinare Age: 34 Gender: male Race: half Demon Bio: Once a scientist in his past, his experiments with dark magic and the occult led to warping his body and soul. his expeiments also led to the deaths of 100 other scientists who were working for him. though now his memories of the past are nothing but faint relapses, he has carried the shadow of guilt with him ever scince. Personality: judgemental, but obediant, he never second guesses himself. Appearance: look at my sig . shadow dragon 13 Name: shadow dragon Age: 20 Gender: male Species: not important Place of Origin: secret training grounds Marital Status: single Weapon(s): katana, shurikins, Element(s): fire, spirit Strength(s): (Emotional): inteligence (not neccessarily a good speller), kindness, honor, respect (Physical): balance, speed, strength, control Weakness(es): (Emotional): kindness, and goal to protect and serve, no matter the cost to self (Physical): mortal Skills: stealth, magic, high level meditation, martial arts (unarmed, and armed combat), logic, weapon mastery Background: For as long as he can remember, he's been training with the Masters of the Protectors. An ancient and sacred legion of scholars and fighters. He has only recently completed the training of his masters, and now he seeks the training of life. He is trained in many forms of armed, and unarmed combat, his preference is the katana. He is familiar with pegan beliefs, old and new, this world and others, and is not afraid of the spiritual realm. He is devoted to the protection of the inocent beings, no mater who/what they are, and to the aid of those that ask for it, or need it. He is devoted to the point in which he doesnt care about his own well being, as long as he protects, and serves. He uses many secrets of nature and magic to aid in his endeavors. He has now come to this interesting planet, called Gaia, and hopes that he can be of help to someone, somewhere. GS Professor Tomoe Name: Delfino Age: Appears to be in her early 20's Gender: Prefers being in a female body Species: Nautilis* Place of Origin: Undertow** Marital Status: Single Strengths: "The pen is mightier than the sword in my case," she'd say. Abilities: She's a shapeshifter, but she can also reduce herself down to a mist or liquid. However, she cannot hold her shape with sounds that are too loud or too high. Weaknessess: Any freezing spell, binding/dispelling magick, high-pitched frequencies Background: Delfino was the kind of princess that never wanted it all. She could never play with the kids because she was always studying laws. Her social skills were spent with royalty and the upper-crust people. But when she was able to get out and see "her people", she always found her time fruitful, yet short. Her little tricks would never save her, and she'd end up having to go back to the jail cell she called "the palace". Delfino always felt out of place in Undertow's royalty; the personality was a snug fit for a lady like her. Her heart truly want to disappear into the common peoples. The closest thing she could do was talk to them, listen to them for what she could do to help improve their lives. It was very shameful to Delfino to only hear the gossips of the palace walls through her day-to-day life. As a child (such was a part of the customs), she's had countless husbands and wives over the years, each one of them were sent back because she had a rather radical idea; disposing of the idea of divine rule. She came across this idea through her studies, and it resounded with her very well. Ever the spectator, never the player. "Why don't we set up a government where the people can decide what's best for them? Why are we in power? " What was best for her on that day, she found out, was to keep her mouth shut. While Undertow was involved in its usual affairs, a rival organization called Royaume Pas Plus began to take seige of the throne. They, too, wanted to usurp and break the traditional ways Undertow was to be governed. One by one, they slipped through the cracks undetected. At first, it was people asking for jobs. One of the members befriended Delfino. This was her first friend and confidant. They would laugh and giggle, do many of the things that were denied to her earlier in her life. As you know, parents can be a buzz kill sometimes. When the caught wind of what her friend was a part of, they sentenced her to be beheaded while Delfino was punished to watch. This triggered the anger of the RPP. They waited until the king, the queen, and no longer little Delfino were out parading for a ceremony. Delfino was abducted while her parents were assassinated in front of millions of Nautilis. Her short-time captor was a brother to her late friend,"I'm sorry you had to see this, Princess, but this is the best I can do. I'll never forget how well you treated my sister. For this, I spare your life on the occasion that you will leave. I can't promise your safety if you stay any longer." It was an odd feeling. She was leaving her people, and she had no where else to go. Her surviving skills were dull, her parents were dead. The king and queen, she thought with icy bitterness, not my parents. The land that she knew was no more. With all the odds against her, she decided to make the best of it. She was going to build a new home, travel to different places. See different things! She was now the king and queen of her own life! And, she'd finally get a taste of the surface. The surface world was a stark contrast to what she had been accustomed to. It was very hard for her to walk, so she figured she'd have to drastically alter her appearance, too. So came the extra limbs that would change whenever she liked. She'd have a bit of fun with her "body", seeing what she could do and what she couldn't... Appearance: pic*=This was a race I created based off of a water critter, the Nautilis. **=This was based off a planet in a video game called Ristar. :3 . Cli0dna Name: Seigyoku Manako Keevia (prefers to be called by his last name) Birth name Asris Tancred Gender: M A L E Age: 21 Race: Human Preferred world for playing with him: More-or-less medieval fantasy History: Is human. Was poor. Lived in city. Mother was lunatic, father was alcoholic. Killed his father, would have been linched by people. Mage Sirid saved him, also took care of his mother, until she commited suicide. Became Sirids bodyguard/assassin-thingie and Sirid gave him wings so that he would be more useful to him. Got into explosion. Got burn scars from there. Los half of his wing and one eye. Sirid gave him the jewel eye, which don't have any magical powers. Works for Sirid. Appearance: Rather short (about 1 metre 60 centimetres (about 5 feet, if I'm not wrong?), but n o t abnormally short, like a dwarf or something. Skin is not very tanned, because he doesn't like to expose his skin very much. He has white weathers instead of his hair, but his eyebrows are brown, like his original hair. He likes to wear greyish pants, with long boots, though the pants cover the footwear mostly. He also wears a dark violet shirt with long sleeves and few darkblue stripes and grape pattern on it. Shirt is opened from its back allowing wings to spread out. He can make his wings disappear. He is not able to fly with them anymore. If he looses control over himself (panics, looses contious, dies, falls to sleep), then his wings will come back. Over the violet shirt he wears a brown leather jacket-thingy, that mostly covers the back of the shirt. He takes it off, when he is about to make his wings visible. Sometimes also wears a long, darkgreen scarf. Sometimes, when he doesn't want people to know his face he also wears a dull brown cloak with hood. Burn scars are covering the right side of the body. They start above the right eyebrow, move lover, over his jewel eye, slightly touching the right side of his nose and mouth, ending on the jawline, only to start again on the neck. Scars run over his shoulder and arms, until the hands and also over his chest and stomach, ending at hips. There are some less-noticeable burn marks on his legs, but they are not as bad, because the pants he wore while the accident happened did not take fire that easily and were thicker ^^ Pix: 1. Aww pic2. Pixel picart3. Charsheet thingie. pic4. A picture portraying how his shirt is opened from back allowing wings to spread out. picAbout personality and other stuff... I am not sure, because my characters personality seems to change according to what the game is. For him there is only one god - mage Sirid. I think he maybe feel uncomfortable near women, because he hasn't socialized with them much. He does not sleep well. I mean it's not like he will wake up on every sound, but you can often tell what he is dreaming by looking him, because he sometimes crys, laughs, moans, talks and moves in his sleep. [WolfVs.Wolf] Character name: Sakaru-Ookami Age: 25 Sex: Male Race: White Lycan (note: White Lycans are peaceful and loving to other beings. Quite different than Black Lycans.) Weapons: "The Lycan Spirit" A sacred Katana With Sapphire gems running up the legnth of the blade and the head of a wolf at the end of the handle holding a sapphire the size of a marble in it's mouth, Powers: Super human hearing and sense of smell. Healing powers to heal self and others. In Lycan form: Can be lightning quick and has super human strength. Appearance: Human Form http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k50/AbRuleZ/Cloud1.jpg?t=1194419393Lycan Form http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k50/AbRuleZ/werewolffierce.jpg?t=1194419324Bio: A full blooded White Lycan born into a tribe of White Lycans with two loving parents and a kid sister. He loved them all very much. He had a simple life and couldn't ask for anything more. His tribe trained in a number of ancient oriental fighting styles while staying in there human forms. While sufficent in battle. The training was mostly used to control and discipline the changing from human from to lycan and vice versa. So to be utilized at other times besides full moons. This was A technique that Sakaru began to master at around the age of 5 years old. Sakaru was about to begin the phase of his training where he would hope to master the ability to control changing from his human to Lycan form while under stress, anger, or depression. An area that he had a lot of trouble with throughout his life for an unknown reason, even to Sakaru. So his master decided to save it for last. Hoping Sakaru would come around after becoming an adult. But sadly he never got the chance... At the beginning of his training session. A bunch of human soldiers began to raid Sakaru's village. Armed with silver weapons and armor, the peaceful tribe of Lycans were no match. The humans were well organized and attacked without warning or mercy. Sakaru witnessed the slaughter of his sister and parents. After this Sakaru grew angry and began to change. He attemped an attack on the humans but was badly injured in the process, knocked out cold, and left for dead. When he woke up he did so to the smell of fresh ashes and blood. The entire tribe was wiped out. The huts were burned and his entire tribe was sprawled out around him, slaughtered like Cattle. A sad and depressing sight. Sakaru let out a howl into the full moon, Went and grabbed "The Lycan Spirit" Sacred Katana, carried by the head tribesmen. and then took off into the woods. Sakaru has been running from one place to another. Making his way as a bounty hunter. Drifting from town to town Doing what he must to survive. His anger, sadness, and hate still haunt him. As well as that dreadful day... KaguraUrano Kagura Urano : Waist length , blood red hair. Bright green eyes. Has a key shape on the gront of the neck. She is 16 and is a master of the martial arts and dual swords. She hardly ever smiles and has a red hot temper. She is a Neko Hanyou and has 2 red cat ears at the top of her head.  Steel Jay Name: Jusaku (pronounced Jus-aku) Age: Unknown Gender: male Race: Demon Bio: Created from alchemy and magic, a assassin from the dark clan, the bloody roses. The clan sent him to examine what Dr.Rose was doing. Ironically, Jusaku ended up in the machine, looking for her. Personality: Looks at everything lower than himself, always carries his giant sword, sees humans as pathetic lower beings, sees demons as the high beings, never really trusts anyone, very wise. Appearance:  (i take no credit for that drawing, it artist is herehttp://naramura.kdn.ne.jp/ , i just found it and liked it. the drawing is based off of monster 11 from rpg maker xp) Valentine_Rp Name: Valentine Age: 23 Gender: Male Species: Human Place of Origin: Born on the planet Earth. Raised on planet Typha Marital Status: Single Strengths: Uses his intelligence and strength to get out of bad situations Abilities: Growing on the planet Typha, he developed large black wings like typhons and can scream at annoyingly high pitched voices. Weaknessess: All weaknesses that apply to mortals; Women Background: Valentines parents believed the Earth was a bad place to raise any child. He moved to Typha when he was 2 years old. He was raised by his parents and the other Typhons that lived there. He is unusually smart for a human because Typhons are by far more advanced than people on the planet Earth. Appearance:  gensotekei Character name: Sosuke "Raven" Takahata Age: 27 Race: fallen angel (will be explained later in the post) hair color: orange eye color: green usual clothing: robe found in a monestary, sickness mask (due to strange disease that prevents him from breathing normal air) Family: family missing, possibly dead Weapons: six knives that he puts between his fingers, weak holy spells and weak necromancy weaknesses: , pyrophobia Rp's: modern, fantasy Past: a happy child living a normal life, sosuke's life was perfect untill his 13th birthday. on that same exact date, a powerful demon was about to break free from the depths of hell. seeking to test his power, he attempted to possess the body of an archangel. however, his essence was attracted to sosuke's body, and instead, possessed the young boy. dissatisfied by the body he received and irritated that posessing him had drained all of the demons energy, as if the boy was an angel, he began to alter the young boy's body to fit his own means. due to the intense pain, which was like having a branding iron pressed into your skull, sosuke passed out. when he came to an hour later, he had smoke colored wings on his back, and blood on his hands. a small boy had just decimated an entire plaza with his bare hands. screaming in terror and fear, he ran untill he was found by a mysterious masked man. after explaining his situation, the man offered to train him in the ways of combat to use his new abilities to the fullest. fourteen years later, he is finished with his training and leaving his home in the forest to get his vengance on the demon who cursed him. personality: quiet around those he doesnt trust. mysterious and calculating. although he prefers doing whats right, he is not above turning to the dark side in order to further his quest to end the existance of the demon who ruined his life.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 2:16 pm
Her high-heeled shoes echoed as as she walked down the stairs into her underground room. She flickered through some papers as she approached the semi-circular control panel in the middle of the large space.
"Let's see who is new for today......one Willhelm Vis Veneratio."
She opened his file on her computer and read through what little she knew of him.
"Trying to attone for his sins is he! Well that should open up some possibilities for fun."
The doctor smiled happily and whistled a little tune as she worked. She started typing, pressed some buttons, connected a few cables until finally she was ready to wake him up.
"There we are my sweet, how would you like to relive your first kill!"
She decided to place him standing over his first victim, the weapon in his hands. The doctor watched the scene through her monitors, eagerly waiting for his reactions.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 3:15 pm
Huh? Deja vu...
The man was lying on the ground, clutching a picture of his children close to his chest and started to cry. There was blood covering his face.
That smell... Ha! He wet himself.
"The money. Give me the money."
The man hands Willhelm the briefcase and begins to plead for his life. Willhelm smiles and points his gun downwards. It's the last thing the man ever sees.
"This is easier than I thought it would be."
What's happening? I've been here already... My head hurts.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 3:27 pm
The doctor smiled, this was going well. It was a good start but let's spice it up a bit. She typed in some more text for new commands and visions. Wilhelm would be forced to see his crime again, but this time as a third party, a ghost if you will. Watching himself pull the trigger.
When she had hit enter she started searching his memory for something else she might use against him.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 3:43 pm
"Don't do it!"
They couldn't hear him. The man continued to cry. This is a moment that has haunted Willhelm for years but he has never been able to recall it in such vivid detail. Seeing the hatred and callousness in his eyes made him feel weak.
How could I be such a monster? I'm going to puke.
Willhelm continued screaming at the young him.
This is almost twenty years ago I shouldn't be here.... I can't be here. What's going on?"
He collapsed as he watched himself pull the trigger.
Oh my God. I killed him. I killed him. He had a wife and kids and I killed him.
Willhelm held his face and began to cry.
"What have I done?" He whispered to himself. "I'm a monster"
His head began to hurt again until he was blinded by pain.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 3:17 am
The young doctor's laugh echoed in the great hall. This was to easy! The poor little dear. His despair, confusion, and grief had been most entertaining.
"And now to confuse him even more."
This time when Willhelm opened his eyes he would find himself in a beautful garden sitting at an elegant tabel under a little tent, surrounded by three young ladies all in beautiful gowns. In his hand would be a cup of tea. The girls were all looking at him intently as if waiting for him to speak.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 4:44 am
"What the..."
WIllhelm jumped to his feet.
Where're my weapons?
He began to look around. He finally noticed the three beautifully dressed women.
I know them. Why do I know them?
For a second he saw them covered in blood huddled together crying.
No! That's not it I'd remember killing them. I remember all my kills. It's my curse.
"Who are you?"
The three women smiled at him. This time he saw a man standing over them with two swords drawn.
I couldn't save them. I tried and I failed. I couldn't save them.
He knew then that they wanted an explanation.
"I'm....................... sorry. I wasn't good enough. I was young."
It wasn't good enough. They didn't look happy.
Suddenly they began to fade away and Willhelm was left standing face to face with their killer.
"No. I killed you. You're dead. You can't be here."
The man smiled.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:17 am
The doctor was simply delighted with her patients progress. They were always more fun when they were fresh. She loved to watch their feeble attmepts to reason their way out of what was happening to them.
"Well bringing up the past certainly seems to hit the spot with this one but let's take full advantage of the current situation first before we move on."
Taking control of the killer the doctor made him run his sword through Willhelm. Making people believe they were dead was a trick she rather enjoyed.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 11:16 am
The cold steel ran through Willhelm's chest and he fell to his knees. He tried to speak but the only thing that came out was blood. The pain was blinding, it was burning his chest.
This isn't right I killed you. I watched you die. I can't die yet. If you live and I die then I've failed. I can't fail. How could I forgive myself?
Willhelm felt him self drift away.
Oh God.
Wilhelm opened his eyes.
"Where?....."
He reached for his chest. There was no blood and no wound.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 12:39 pm
"Ah yes where did the blade go, and no blood? How can this be?"
She giggled happily and searched Willhelms mind for something else she might want to dig up. It had to be something good.
"Let's run you through a standard scenario while I go exploring in your brains shall we love."
The first thing that would hit him this time would be the sound of wind and a sense of travelling very fast. He was on a horse that was running as though for its life. Around him were more horses, all running in the same direction, running past him. In the distance there was a crowd and bright lights. He was in a horse-race and if he didn't act fast he would loose.
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