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 Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 11:07 pm
The dusty plains, give the feeling of death. Only three things stand as landmarks in this place: The Hotel, The Oasis, and The Dream Zone. And there is no escape from this hell unless you find The Phone Booth, and only then if you know the right number. Only one problem: The Phone Booth moves, making it nearly impossible to find in this world.
This is The Wasteland.
We must call home.
***Table of Contents***
1. Intro
2. Rules
3. Storyline
4. Profile Skeletons
5. Accepted Profiles
6. Blacklist/Whitelist
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 11:08 pm
***Rules***
1. Gaia ToS and Guild Rules, duh
2. No godmodding…period. Nobody’s perfect.
3. Romance is okay, but it must be kept to PG-13 or lower
4. Semi-literate to Literate roleplay, here. Absolutely NO: ** or ~~ for actions. (()) for out of character. “” for talking.
5. PM me with the title Wasteland
6. Fighting is fine. In fact, fighting is great. Killing is fine too. If you’re the character who gets killed, you just wake up in The Hotel again.
7. Please don’t use any on these colors! I can't see them! People don’t have to be restricted to a single color, but if you have two characters, they at least have to have different colors from eachother.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 11:08 pm
***Storyline***
Welcome to The Wasteland: the terrible world between worlds, inhabited by all sorts of terrifying beasts and the occasional human. It abducts people from the real world and drops them here, putting them through the ultimate test.
People wake up in The Hotel and are each given a special charm. This charm has a strange number on the back and protects them from the beasts that lurk outside The Hotel. But The Hotel has plenty of rooms, and never runs out of supplies. The help is nice, and everyone is welcoming and charitable. Why would you want to leave?
The Oasis. A lush, green paradise set in the middle of The Wasteland. It is home to beautiful plant and animal life, and has all of the things you could ever want. And did I mention that if you find The Oasis, you live forever? And it’s easy enough to find: just go straight south from The Hotel, walk for about eight days, and don’t make any turns. Don’t trust your surroundings; just keep walking south, because if you stray from the path, there’s something a lot worse in store for you.
The Dream Zone: a trick of the mind and light. It looks just like The Oasis from afar, but up close, is revealed to be the worst place imaginable. You’re welcomed in and pampered to your heart’s content, only to be betrayed, tortured to please the citizens of The Dream Zone. You’re their entertainment. They like watching you die.
This is the world of The Wasteland: the content of The Hotel, the unlimited pleasures of The Oasis, the horrifying despair of The Dream Zone, and the blank void of everything in between.
And there’s only one escape.
The Phone Booth. If you find it, you have the chance to go home, back to your original life, back to your families and friends. If only you know your phone number. And there’s another problem:
The Phone Booth only stays in one place for one minute at a time. After that…it’s gone.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 10:27 am
***Profile Skeletons*** [b]Gaia name:[/b]
[b]Character name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] (people can't die in the wasteland, so any age is fine. but don' make it ridiculous. keep it under 1000)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (detailed description or linked pic)
[b]Sex:[/b]
[b]History:[/b] (try to be as detailed as possible. NO AMNESIA!)
[b]Charm:[/b] (a suggestion of what you would like would be nice, however, you do not make the final choice on what you get. Your charm will be given to you by me. It will have a certain power, and is recommended to be worn at all times)
***Characters*** Please, in your character request, tell me whether you've been there for a while or are just entering The Wasteland. Gaia name: HephaestusOS Character name: James Wolff Age: 38 Appearance:JamesSex: Male History: James entered the military at 19, earning top badges in all areas of expertise. He was assigned to go on a dangerous mission to Bali when he was 26, though he never got there, having mysteriously disappeared in his sleep. He awoke in The Hotel, and has remained there since. Charm: Hist dog tags. They give him the power of super strength, speed, and agility. Gaia name: LITTLE_devil74403 Character name: Juniper Age: 17 Appearance: JuniperSex: female History: Juniper has to be the only one in the wasteland trying to make the best of it.She has been there long enough to see the phonebook twice and was in it once,But she didn't know the correct number.Juniper was a princess before she was abducted.She has been doing alot of reaserch on the number she needs and she has to be about three numbers off of the correct one. Charm: A black rose with thorns. Gaia name:Hikaru26 Character name: Burakku Age:21 Appearance:He has silver hair and red eyes. He has a hooded black and somewhat long jacket. He wears red lensed gogles on his head and somewhat baggy black jeans. His under shirt is black and has a strange white symbol on it. No one knows what it means. Sex:male History: For most of his life, Burakku felt like he was at war with the world. His life had been fine until the age of 9 when his father died of cancer and his mother had been put in prison for drug abuse. The events of his life had turned him power hungery, and filled him a constant want for revenge on the world. He is an infamous criminal, mostly jewel and bank hold ups. He is not a nice person in the least bit, and he wouldent think twice about helping another unless it benifited himself. He never shows his anger, rather so he will simply resort to violence to solve the problem of someone angering him, rather than throwing a fit. Charm: A metal armlet allows him control over shadows. He can change the shape of darkness, as well as turn into a shadow.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 9:34 pm
James sighed, wishing to be anywhere by here. It's not that he wasn't grateful to be alive, but sometimes, he needed something to do. His watch gave a small chirp and he sighed again. He slipped out his journal from his bedside table, then tallied another day passed. Looking back through the pages, he realized that it was the 4380th day. He smiled. This day marked the twelfth year in the hellhole he called home. He stood from his bed and placed the journal on his bedside table. Going to the window, he crossed his arms over his chest. The moon was high, lighting the gray, starless sky with its pale light. It was another day in Hell. Maybe something exciting would happen. He'd have to make sure to do something to celebrate. Maybe he'd spar with someone.
But for now, he was hungry.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 9:49 pm
Juniper sat by the oasis with a pen and a pad of paper in hand."Okay so that Might make the third number 9."She said to herself.She was counting the number of rocks in the oasis.There was 45 above ground so far.She added the 4 and the five together and wrote it down on the paper."Well, thats enough for today."She stood up and started back to the hotel
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 10:27 pm
She got back to the hotel and walked to her room.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 2:40 pm
Burakku was running, police lights where going off in the distance and two armed police officers where going after him on foot. He turned around and regretibly pulled out his revolver, and felled both of them. He ran frantically as back up was called and he was now being fired at. After making a turn and hopefully losing the police, he jumped into a dumpster. He pulled the hood over his head and sat curled up, keeping his head well below the lid. He sat theyre for a long time and conciousness slowely slipped away. When he was awake, he found himself in an unussually confortable bed. He sat bolt upward, and looked at his settings. He seemed to be in some kind of room. He jumped out, not bothering to wake up normally. He looked around, and then noticed a metal gauntlet on his right arm. It was very light yet seemed to be made of very strong metal. This was probably why he did not notice it imediatly. Fortunately it was confortable, because he did not know how to take it off, it seemed stuck on his arm.
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 12:36 am
James walked down to the tavern section of The Hotel and sat himself at a table. He yawned and looked around at the people inside. Most everybody was in their room by now. The waitress bustled over to him and looked at him expectantly. "You know what I want, Lucille," he mumbled. "It's polite to ask," she replied. Sighing, he looked her in the eyes. "Not only can you read my mind, but I also order the same thing at this time of night. I don't mind if you don't ask me." Sighing, she shook her head and walked away. "You'll never truly understand the meaning of etiquette, James," she said. He smiled and started fiddling with the salt and pepper shakers.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 12:07 pm
Cam groaned in his sleep, opening his eyes.
He then shouted loudly, hopping out of his bed.
"Holy s***!" he yelled, looking around the room he was in. "Holy s***!" he shouted again, leaning on the wall. Where the hell was he?
One minute he was in his room at home, about to wake up and have a beautiful weekend ahead of him.
Now, now...he was in a hotel room, God only knows where. Tentatively, Cam got used to his surroundings, calmed down a bit, and headed to the window, pulling back the curtains.
An endless desert awaited him outside.
"I'm f***ing dreaming!" he yelled, wrenching open his door and running into the hall, looking for the stairs, elevator, anything so he could get to the lobby and out of this...
Wherever it was.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 9:58 pm
Wes Sat up from the bed, opened his eeyes, and swore profusely. "what I wouldn't give to have a decent nap." he said to no one in perticular, kicking the covers off his legs and walking toward the shower, his pants and jacket pressed and folded on the dresser next to the bathroom door, his boots tucked in a corner. He climbed into the shower and turned the water on, letting the staming hot water flow over his scarred body, washing away the memory of yet another sleepless night.
When he finished his shower, he dressed and headed down to the Main floor, making a Beeline for the Tavern section for some breakfast.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 12:18 pm
Cam ran, almost jumped, down the hotel stairs, taking them 2 at a time. Where the hell was he?
He stopped at the lobby, looking around. A sign saying Tavern was nearby, and decided that was a good place to check.
Cam ran for the Tavern, panting as he stood at the door to it.
"Where...the...hell...am I?" he asked no one in particular, still panting.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 7:02 pm
Wes Chuckled, hearing the new guy's question. "You ever hear that Old Metal song 'Welcome to hell'? well this place uses that as its theme song..." He extended his hand. "Welcome to the wasteland, I'm Wes."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 4:05 am
"No, I haven't..." Cam started, then shook his hand. "Cam Davids" he told the man. "So, what exactly is the Wasteland, and what the hell am I doing here?"
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