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 Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 10:06 am
˟ ...௰ℯlʗѻϻℯ tѻ ℝᾷptυrℯ... ˟
Dream
When you're feelin' blue
Dream
That's the thing to do
Just watch the smoke rings rise in the air
You'll find your share of memories there
So dream
When the day is through
Dream
And they might come true
Things never are as bad as they seem
So dream, dream, dream
"Dream", by the Pied Pipers Rapture, the city hidden under the depth of the sea... After Fontaine's rule and the splicers uprising, the city's restoration had been a complete success. The place was turned from it's barren, fearful quarters into a work of art. Dazzling. But what happens to a work of art when you spill even a drop of water on it? It runs...
After the return of those monsters, Rapture had again been turned into a living nightmare... The year is 1990... Ⓒℎaractℯrs: Enya Ergos: A woman who used to work as an Engineer for a popular company in Rapture. When the monsters returned, she created a small army of home made robots to help protect her as she attempted to escape Rapture's crumbling walls. She's currently 23, has long red-brown hair and amber colored eyes. She enjoys hacking robots and rewiring security. [Not Taken]Jenus Havector: A man that worked with Enya in the Engineering tech. When the monsters returned, he fled to his "Safe Haven" back in his living quarters and guarded himself with his robots. Currently he still resides there, alone. He's currently 27, has unruly brown hair and green eyes. He enjoys technology and science and says he'd still continue his work even if the monsters were prying him from it. He is a dedicated worker but somewhat of a coward. [Taken: Johnny777Nny]Abigail Centus: A young woman that works at a club/bar called "Rouille Magique". A strong woman in moe ways than one, she decided going back home would be the best thing to do when the monsters came back. Expecting to die, she wanted to die at home. She is currently 19 and has long dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She enjoys dancing, partying, and mixed martial arts. [Not Taken]Chaz Shether: A young man who came to Rapture as an accident. While diving, his line separated from the boat and he was left to drift without him even knowing. Rapture appeared at his last moment and he entered without realizing the dangers of this newfound city. When the monsters returned, he was already inside. Fortunately, he happens to be a weapons expert, and made his own weapons from the remains of whatever he could find. He searches for a way out, and other people in this world. He is currently 23, has shoulder-length blonde hair with brown roots and light brown eyes. He enjoys Diving, Mechanics and Chemistry, along with daily hobbies like guitar. [Taken: SmexyFur]If you want to claim a character, make a post for them and I'll either approve or disapprove. If I approve, your name goes in red in the character description instead of [Not Taken]. If I disapprove, I'll delete your post. You can try out again, but if you try out more then 3 times, I'm going to have to say NO. Rules: ☑ BE LITERATE! This means, no txt speak, no 1337/leet speak, and USE CORRECT PUNCTUATION, SPELLING AND GRAMMAR! I am not here to correct you. But I will. I am a Grammar NAZI. Remember that. Use paragraphs.
☑ You can post with OC's if you'd prefer. I just made those characters because they go with the story. If you do use an OC, post his/her profile in the OC thread and possibly here as well.
☑ Have fun!
☒ No Cybering. This is against the ToS and you will get banned. Don't do it.
☒ Don't steal other people's characters. You can use mine, of course, they are here for you to use! No anime/manga characters here either. You cannot be Edward Elric. :/ However, the Bioshock Characters are okay, just make sure they aren't already DEAD, (Which most of them are...) and make sure you portray them correctly.
☒ No one-liners.
☒ No God-Moding. Of course, a person like Fontaine, loaded with Adam, is an exception. But know your limits. Same with you, Big Daddies.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 10:14 am
The city was quiet. A rare thing it would be. Usually it would be restless, surging, vibrating. But it was all quiet. The only sound the could be heard was the dripping of a slow stream of water.
A noise from below disrupts the silence. Chaz looks down at his watch, which is beeping wildly. He hits a button, but it doesn't stop, so he hits it again, and again, but still it relentlessly goes on. A can of rage busts in his chest as he tears it from his wrist and steps on it, grunting as it breaks under his weight. The silence returns and he sighs. "Peace... This place is so peaceful..."
But quiet was the best it had been lately, the liquor he'd drank had slurred his mind and confused his words, making him think it was always like this. But was he so wrong... Even now, the monsters were watching him... Those damn splicers were monitoring his every breath. But right now, he didn't care.
His mind was free, careless. He was lost in the euphoria of his drunken body, wandering through a deepening mist that was his subconsciousness... Thinking, waiting, listening for sounds, but it all seemed to be a blur to him, as if the memories he would record would be erased the moment he wanted to recall them once more. But he didn't care how foggy it all was, he just wanted some peace and quiet, at least for the moment.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 11:57 pm
I wonder why no one has asked to be in this yet?
I loved Bioshock and can't wait for the sequel.
I was wondering if I could be the prototye Big Daddy from the sequel.
If you haven't seen any previews, that is who you play as in the single-player. The original big daddy who forgot everything in the last 15 years; when they first started the big daddies and little sisters.
Okay I better stop before I go on a big talk about the game and not the RP.
He has plasmid abilities like splicers, unlike other big daddies; not *minor spoiler* including big sisters; and has both the weapons of the bouncer drill, rosie rivet gun and mines, and other assorted weapons. I probably will get a better list once the game comes out very soon, or has it already come out, I can't remember.
Does this sound okay?
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 11:36 am
Sounds good to me! Thanks for the interest!
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:28 pm
((Well in that case, I guess we might as well start.))
He lumbers through the streets for a while.
He has been looking for a hidey hole.
He wants to help a little sister.
The one he was protecting had to leave through a hidey hole for a while.
He sees someone stumbling around down the hall a ways.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:08 pm
( This seems awesome. I'd like to try out for Jenus, as well as maybe jumping in as the needed Splicer or Big Daddy every now and again. So, so excited for Bioshock 2. Didn't know if there were still Big Daddy's but I will assume for this post at least. )
Jenus sat in a darkened corner of his room. He preferred the dark now; it attracted less Splicers. The occasional light would pass by his window, the faint yellow glow from a Big Daddy moaning for it's lost Sister, the flicker of a dying vending machine. And of course, the little lights of Jenus' drones, small hovering security bots or simple machines on wheels with cameras. He didn't need to leave his room to know what was going on outside. And lately, it was much better that way. It was safe here, it was quiet. It wasn't like he had any Adam, still maintaining his humanity, for now. Splicers had no interest in him, Daddy's certainly didn't care about a feeble human holed up in his room.
Jenus ran a hand through his hair, pressing his head back against the wall and closing his eyes. He had no desire to work, no need to forage; he was stocked up on food for at least a few more days. Today seemed a fine day for rest. He fell asleep, a more severe darkness between the frail light he spent most his days now. He was awoken by a small camera-bot bumping into his leg. But he would worry about downloading that information later. Nothing mattered for today.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 4:35 pm
He finds a hidey hole now.
He knocks on it with his giant fist.
A little sister pokes her head out and he helps her down.
He picks her up and puts her on his shoulder.
"Let's go find some angels Mr. Bubbles!"
The little sister says as they move on.
They come upon some kind of building.
It turns out to be a living quarters building.
They find a room that say Havector on the sign.
It seemed to have a bunch of electronics inside.
"I see angels in there Mr. Bubbles."
The little sister squeaks in their cute yet creepy voice.
The Big Daddy bangs on the door.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 5:18 pm
Chaz turns around swiftly, hearing the soft voice of the little sister. He knew better than to go towards it, but if he just watched, maybe he'd learn something... He'd always been interested in the big daddies and their little girls, it was such an interesting reltaionship that he just had to watch sometimes. Occasionally he'd get attacked by the big daddy, sometimes he'd just follow along and hardly even be noticed. He knew how to be stealthy, well, sometimes.
Tiptoeing upto the corner, he peeks around it, watching as the big daddy turns to leave through another door. Unconsciously he scurries closer, hiding behind the next thing he could, a desk.
He watches as the little girl carefully climbs up onto his shoulders, making sure to hold onto one of the many bars lining the mask of the creature. As he stands up to follow the pair, the gigantic metal beast turns to him, his panels turning a yellow color.
He freezes up, staring back.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 5:24 pm
The big daddy turns and sees the man he had saw earlier.
He was frozen in stillness, probably a little freaked out.
Not unusual.
He makes sure his little sister was securely on his shoulder before pointing his arm-mounted minigun at him with just his one arm and charging a eletro-bolt plasmid on his left hand.
This was a warning not to try anything.
((Also if you have not seen any pictures of what the new prototype big daddy, me, looks like. He looks thinner and his helmet looks more like a rosies's helmet ,but he is much thinner compared to them since he is not as beefed up. But he is faster and has plasmid powers. His helmet is rounded off on the top but, not on the bottom. It doesn't really have a bunch of bars like the bouncers))
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 5:39 pm
He holds his hands up and takes a step back cautiously. A smile crosses his lips as he realizes the seriousness that he'd failed to recognise a moment before.
(s**t, I got to go shower, be right back.)
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 5:45 pm
"Maybe he has the Adam for me to drink Mr. Bubbles. Maybe you should get him."
The little sister says in a playful, sweet and creepy voice.
The big daddy moans and starts advancing toward the man slowly.
His gun raised and his plasmid ready.
((Okay I will be right here. xd ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 6:04 pm
Suddenly his face goes gray and he starts to back up even faster, almost tripping on a pile of books as he scrambles to escape. What the little girl says, goes, he remembered, and now was not the time to be harvesting any Adam from his core, not that he had any that he knew of.
The thought of killing, or trying t kill the big daddy ran through his mind, but he was currently defenseless and wouldn't be able to take it down with a shotgun anyway. That was immediately expelled from his mind. His next thought was to run, of course, but running from a big daddy could also be fatal, as the splicers were just ravenous today... And they would surely see him in his panic.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 6:09 pm
The big daddy approaches, but as he nears a two spider splicers and three leadhead splicers appear behind him.
The leadheads (ones with guns) start to shoot him with pistolsthey bounce off him harmlessly but one nearly hit the little sister.
She screams some.
The Big Daddy roars a very low sound.
He turns around putting himself between her and the splicers.
The spider splicers (the ones with hooks and crawil around on walls and ceilings) start to dance around throwing a hook at him every now and then.
They bounce off.
He pulls his gun and starts firing.
Being careful to put himself between them and the little sister as he fights them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 6:23 pm
Chaz watches in awe as he witnessed their bond truly being put to the test. The last time he witnessed something like this, the big daddy swung his arm around and hit him smack in the face, knocking him out immediately. This time he was a safe distance from the battle.
He wanted to reach out and touch the two, just to see if he was dreaming or not. His fingers instinctively curled out and he stepped forward, but stopped as the little girl's eyes now stared back at him with a mixture of fear and curiosity, just like his own.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 6:31 pm
He shoots two of the leadhead splicers and then switches to an incenerate plasmid.
He makes crispy toast out of the other leadhead.
ONe of the Spiders tries to jump on his back.
His right hand turns into a drill as he slams the splicer into the ground and grinds him up.
The other splicer freaks out and climbs into a hole in the ceiling scurrying away.
"Good job Mr. Bubbles. I see angels now."
The little sister says as she climbs down from his shoulder.
She moves to the dead bodies and begins sticking them with her syringe.
The big daddy waits patiently while she works.
He watches the man carefully.
Keeping drill and plasmid ready.
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