This is an RP thats been swimming around in my head for awhile, and I'm not the kinda guy to start roleplays, so don't bark at me if it sucks.
Every single one of our characters (except mine) starts off waking up in what seems to be a part of Station Square, but they only remember being in Twinkle Park for whatever reason. There are two parts to Station Square that transition into one another, the good part, and the bad part. In the good part, everyone seems fake, stereotypically nice, all smiles, like they're in their own happy little world if they stay in the good part of S. S.
Example
person 1: "It sure is a great day isn't it?"
person 2: "It sure is neighbor"
person 1: "How are the kids?"
person 2: "Oh, good, Jimmy got an A+ in school today."
person 1: "Well thats certainly good to hear."
Think almost creepy horror movie nice, but its just bad enough to make everyone seem fake if your character isn't of the totally oblivious sort. G.U.N. is an active force in this side of S.S. and they don't seem to be fake at all (if you can get someone without a helmet so you can check 'em out for yourself)
As you begin to transition into the bad part of S.S. (or if you do I should say) It slowly begins to start raining and begins to turn to night. There are more neon signs, everything seems more real to the senses, sight, smell, hearing, even the taste in the air seems more real. The people are simply darker in general, nobody is happy or upbeat in the good-person sort of way. Think of it as the ghetto of S.S. if you wish, but with a class-level of the vegas strip (i.e., clubs everywhere, places to gamble, bars, just anything.)
But the one place, where everything feels most real in the worst and hardest sort of way, is a place nobody in the lighter side of S.S. will talk or even know about, even if your in the darker side of S.S. you'll probably only hear of it by chance. Sometimes you can feel it in your feet as the ground trembles, with the loud roars of something going on beneath the streets where the metro runs....you just have to find a way down there. This place is called The "Dark UNDERGROUND" a place of heavy and deep metal music, and ANY type of dealing you can think of, everything has a price down here except the music....even your sanity. The main source of entertainment is a creature that seems to be of hedgehog origin, red like blood with markings black as pitch and horns just the same. This individual goes by the name of "Flayer" and his voice when singing sounds something like this.
You choose where you want to be, you choose on what side you want to be, it wouldn't be any fun if someone else made your decisions for you.....
http://radioblogclub.com/open/124047/devildriver/DevilDriver - Digging Up The Corpses
Note: Twinkle Park now sits between the two sides of S.S. and feels like more of a dream than either side of S.S., like its the connection between the two.
Side Note: You can find the emeralds in here, just don't simply trip over them, also, Flayer already has the red emerald so I can rp him a little, off-center since it holds Iblis' insanity.[nevermind, I just realized how lame that would be, sorry.]
Every single one of our characters (except mine) starts off waking up in what seems to be a part of Station Square, but they only remember being in Twinkle Park for whatever reason. There are two parts to Station Square that transition into one another, the good part, and the bad part. In the good part, everyone seems fake, stereotypically nice, all smiles, like they're in their own happy little world if they stay in the good part of S. S.
Example
person 1: "It sure is a great day isn't it?"
person 2: "It sure is neighbor"
person 1: "How are the kids?"
person 2: "Oh, good, Jimmy got an A+ in school today."
person 1: "Well thats certainly good to hear."
Think almost creepy horror movie nice, but its just bad enough to make everyone seem fake if your character isn't of the totally oblivious sort. G.U.N. is an active force in this side of S.S. and they don't seem to be fake at all (if you can get someone without a helmet so you can check 'em out for yourself)
As you begin to transition into the bad part of S.S. (or if you do I should say) It slowly begins to start raining and begins to turn to night. There are more neon signs, everything seems more real to the senses, sight, smell, hearing, even the taste in the air seems more real. The people are simply darker in general, nobody is happy or upbeat in the good-person sort of way. Think of it as the ghetto of S.S. if you wish, but with a class-level of the vegas strip (i.e., clubs everywhere, places to gamble, bars, just anything.)
But the one place, where everything feels most real in the worst and hardest sort of way, is a place nobody in the lighter side of S.S. will talk or even know about, even if your in the darker side of S.S. you'll probably only hear of it by chance. Sometimes you can feel it in your feet as the ground trembles, with the loud roars of something going on beneath the streets where the metro runs....you just have to find a way down there. This place is called The "Dark UNDERGROUND" a place of heavy and deep metal music, and ANY type of dealing you can think of, everything has a price down here except the music....even your sanity. The main source of entertainment is a creature that seems to be of hedgehog origin, red like blood with markings black as pitch and horns just the same. This individual goes by the name of "Flayer" and his voice when singing sounds something like this.
You choose where you want to be, you choose on what side you want to be, it wouldn't be any fun if someone else made your decisions for you.....
http://radioblogclub.com/open/124047/devildriver/DevilDriver - Digging Up The Corpses
Note: Twinkle Park now sits between the two sides of S.S. and feels like more of a dream than either side of S.S., like its the connection between the two.
Side Note: You can find the emeralds in here, just don't simply trip over them, also, Flayer already has the red emerald so I can rp him a little, off-center since it holds Iblis' insanity.[nevermind, I just realized how lame that would be, sorry.]
