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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 1:49 pm
There was no bed in the boy's cell. There was, however, a sawhorse equipped with all manner of restraints. Televison glare (quite out of place in the dank little room) slightly illuminated his frame, huddled in the dark.
On the screen was a view of The Pit, the same view being broadcast across what passed for The World. Two boys circled each other in an arena, feet slipping in the mud; they were being rained on. They were wearing white masks, fashioned to be perfect, blank, impassive faces but for the eyes and nose holes. And they were naked, and they were both bleeding. And they both had razor-sharp, bloodied knives.
The prisoner clenched his fist. He hated this, The Games, and being more or less forced to watch them. The rules of this one were simple: The first combatant to cut his opponent seven times without killing him, wins (there was a footnote in there about avoiding damage to each other's genitals, but he wasn't really listening).
He would fight today's winner tomorrow. And so he watched, knowing planning a strategy was an exercise in futility. Every fight... every Game, as they called it, had different rules. And breaking those rules... he wouldn't dare. The things they did to...
The boys on the screen charged each other.
But the prisoner curled up and rolled over, scrunching himself into the corner, trying not to hear the sounds the fighters made, or the "witty" remarks of the announcers, shutting his eyes and wishing he had to means or the courage to silence the damn thing, and waiting impatiently for sleep to take him.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 1:50 pm
I suppose I'll start with the rules. I'll divide them into two categories, for my own personal amusement:
The rules I shouldn't have to even type out, because pretty much every game lists them, and they're obvious:
1. It's a PG-13 kind of thread. Because it's on Gaia, and writing anything dirtier is a violation of the Gaia Terms of Service. In fact: Rule 1, at least Look Like you've read Gaia Online's TOS. 2. Just to make sure it's clear: Any content that'd be more graphic or sexual than a PG-13 production can handle must take place in PMs, or otherwise be played out of public view. 3. If you aren't, at least pretend to be a good roleplayer, cool, smart, mature, and worthy of attention (That means... I can't believe I'm typing it: No invincible characters. If you're going to post, get at least a paragraph out of it. Check your spelling and grammar, though even the best of them make mistakes... the best of them also proof-read).
Rules unique to this game:
1. All Fighters must be regular guys. I'm not messing around with science fiction or magic or anything else (concerning THEM, anyway). 2. Everyone else, on the other hand, can have something wierd about them. Cool magic and technology, fine, just stay within the limits of being mortal and not a superhero. Catboys and the like... eh, I'll have to judge that on a case-by-case basis. So assume such people are not unheard of, but certainly uncommon. (If you invent something of a neat backstory as to where they came from, I'll be more likely to roll with ya) 3. Eyes (you'll see) can go everywhere, except for The Dungeon levels, locked beneath the sewers (which there's never anything going on in anyway... except maybe torture, as you read in the intro), and The Owner's Suite. 4. I Must Approve all character's profiles before you can game. I have something of A vision, here (Ha!). So PM 'em my way. I'll post bios as I approve them. 5. For the sake of ease, saving time and energy, and my sanity, this whole game takes place in the massive facility called The Pit. 6. Everyone wants something. 7. This is not a rule, but a good place to say it: I Strongly Encourage you players to weave each other's character backstories together. Talk behind the scenes, create some history. It'll make for a much more interesting game. 8. The RP will start as soon as... I say so, basically.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 1:53 pm
Types of characters (Let's get down to it, shall we?):
Fighters: These would be the young men who go into battle with each other in the arena. Reasons for doing so are numerous: pursuit of fame, wealth, power (especially since The King has offered to grant the winner of this latest tournament a title and lands to go with it, a whole Island), and in some cases, freedom. There are other less obvious ones as well, if you're creative.
There are two ways to become a Pit Fighter. 1. Show up at The Pit's gates and demand to be admitted, and then fight through the qualifying rounds and make it through the terrain called The Proving Grounds, and you're in. Huzzah.
2. For whatever reason, you've been imprisoned, and for whatever reason, been sentenced to serve in The Pit (It's not uncommon that prisoners are offered the choice). Do well, fight well, behave, and your future will look brighter if you aren't used as cannon fodder. Be a troublemaker and... erm... well, all kinds of unpleasant things might happen to you, courtesy of... whoever wants your a**, if only for ten minutes.
Fighters, in part for the sake of their safety, and because half of them were prisoners, can not leave The Pit and it's property, which The Watch will ensure.
The Watch: Primary job is to keep everyone safe. In years past... it was not uncommon for members of the upper class to sway certain wagers in their favor by arranging Fighters to have... accidents. Since the inception of The Watch, this has no longer been a problem. These people are bodyguards for The Fighters, caretakers, even cooks and housecleaners. If you are someone who is good, or desperate (a lot of people are, there's a big gap between the rich and the poor and almost nobody in the middle), or extraordinary...
Someone from The Watch may show up at your door. And they'll tell you that it's going to sound too good to be true. And they'll tell you that if you work for The Pit, you will want for nothing, your immediate family will want for nothing, for the rest of their lives, no matter how long you live, no matter how long that happens to be, no matter how long you work for The Pit. What they want in return is that you do the best possible job. They get exclusive use of your experience, your talents. Your job is to keep people living and working within The Pit facility safe from harm. Magic and gadgetry are permitted, if that's your thing. Keep in mind, this is all supposed to look like they all came from the same planet, same country. (Yeah, good luck with that smile )
Most people in The Pit are part of The Watch, exceptions being Doctors, Whores, Eyes, and The Royal Family (and Fighters, obviously).
Doctors: Primary job description reads something like this: "Patch Fighters back together. Oh, and should someone else need medical help... yeah, you should probably step in." Magic, fantastic technology, are allowed.
There are also doctors there who are more concerned with advancing scientific knowledge. Observing medical procedures, enlisting the aid of Fighters in experiments (this generally means assisting with the heavy lifting, because scientists are small and weak. heehee), and collecting or analysing data in the labs is the norm for these people.
Whores: Have an unfair title. These boys are more than just... well, whores. They are entertainers, story tellers, dancers, artists, all recruited and very, very well paid by The Pit for their trouble, to serve and entertain The Fighters. Fighters may enjoy their talents for no cost. As far as anyone else, charges and "standard rates" are left to The Whores' discretions. Some of the most sought after were gifts from The King.
Eyes: These people are why The Pit has so much money, and, why most Fighters are young and attractive. The Eyes film and broadcast The Pit Fights, and young, attractive people look better on TV. And they are not very well paid. Basically The Pit has the standpoint that competition is good, and the better the Eyes have to be at cinematography to get commisioned to cover Fights, the better the end product will be.
As for how they record their images and sounds, you can get very creative as to in what form the camera's take. Magic and technology can do wondrous things.
There's also an underbelly to The Eyes' business. Clips of Fighters in... shall we say, compromising positions, sell for good prices on the black market. And these people gotta eat, just like anyone else.
They are given nearly free reign within the facility, however, perhaps to unofficially encourage their exploitative activities. The Dungeon is forbidden to them, as things take place there that The Public doesn't need to see.
The Owner (NPC): A mysterious figure who is almost never seen owns The Pit. And in terms of the game, likely, never will be. The richest person in the world, richer even than The King. Years ago, it was said The Owner had a mission to make the world better. Lately, little has changed, out there.
The King: (Now played by Nolas, how great is that? smile ) Rules The World, which is actually an archipelago. Isn't a very good king. He's about 25, 26. He spends more time at The Pit than he does at the palace running the country. He argues that The Country Runs Itself. Might be the biggest fan of Fit Fights in the world. It's also been rumored that he's had some young men sentenced to The Pit for... shall we say, questionable reasons. But he's The King. He says a prisoner is to serve The Pit, that's how it goes. He says he's going to take a walk through The Pit's grounds, he does it. King's word is law. (In game terms, if the King would like something done, or to do something to someone's character, all the players involved must agree to it. Sorry, fairness sucks like that.)
The Prince: Is the King's adopted son, actually. And he's sixteen. And he doesn't want The Throne. He wants The Pit. Which, in his view, is more powerful, both in that it has more money than anyone, and the adoration of The People. The Owner has taken to allowing The Prince to choose the rules and conditions governing Pit Fights. (Nothing wrong with a slightly sadistic mind wink )
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 1:56 pm
Pit Facilities:
The Proving Grounds: A large area which is essentially a collection of artificially maintained biospheres, ranging from desert to forest. During try-outs for new tournaments, obstacle courses are set up in each of them, and the potentials must make their way through them and the Fighters, who's jobs are to stop them.
It is in the forest biome in which equipment and facilities for the Fighters' physical conditioning is housed.
The Garden: Is a massive area that's a hanging garden, waterfalls and waiding pools and little secret coves abound. This is where The Whores are when they're working, a place so opulent and beautiful, it is said The King himself was slightly jealous and had his own Harem at the palace renovated, in order to keep up.
The Dungeon: Is where Fighters who were sentenced to The Pit are kept, at least until they've proven they can be civilized.
The Pit: Is the arena itself. Only place where The Public can get into, but The Watch screen them for anything Bad. No one's sure how big it actually is. It seems to change. And sometimes it appears to be outdoor and sometimes it appears to be indoor. Sometimes the stage is sand or mud and sometimes it's polished marble. Very odd.
The Tower: Houses the medical and research wing of the place. You can just see the blue of the ocean beyond the city's limits.
The Commons: A big open-air courtyard in between everything, and all around it are the apartments for all those who live and work in The Pit, except for those Fighters kept in The Dungeons, obviously.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 1:58 pm
Bio Form:
Gaia name: Character name: Age: Appearance: (I like written descriptions better than pictures.) Job: (Prince, King, Fighter, Watch, Eye, Doctor, or Whore.) Skills: (A bit about what they can do, both the "mundane" and the "extraordinary") Seme/Uke: History:
I am off to work now, and I will happily check my private messages when I get back smile
It's all up for grabs, people.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 11:23 pm
People who are in, because that's how we roll:
Gaia name: Natsura-chan Character name: Shiyaa Age: 17 Appearance: A very effeminant boy. He has long, flowing light brown hair and beautiful grey eyes. His face and build are also effeminant, although he is less curvy than a female. While he usually wears female clothing as well, he also can be seen wearing clothes that don't cover much. He loves showing the world his pale skin, although he always wears enough clothes to be moderatly decent. He has a sapphire earring in his left ear, along with many other earings. He has two tattoos, red stripes on his slender shoulder, starting from his shoulder blades and ending at his collar bone Job: Whore Skills: Shiyaa can dance very well, and play many instruments. He can sing, too, but doesn't like to because of how feminine he sounds. He also has experience as a thief and can be deadly with a dagger. Seme/Uke: Uke History:Shiyaa and his sister were abandoned when they was younger, and Shiyaa was sold by his sister so she could get money. He escaped and ever since then has had a hard time interacting with others. Shiyaa lived most of his life seducing and killing in order to stay alive. Then, he got a job playing various instruments, and was able to live a semi-normal life. He also has remained a happy, cute person through all of this.
Gaia name: Youkais Tigerboy Character name: Tristan O'Daniel Age: 17 Apperance: Tristan is tanned and tall.He's got shoulder length red hair that frames a delicate and somewhat feminine looking face. He wears a black leather midriff sleeveless shirt with a hidden purple luster. He's got a form fitting midriff jacket that basically ats as a pair of removable sleeves for his shirt. The endes of the jacket sleeves lace around his thumb and middle finger, held in place by silver rings, on both hands to secure it in place. He wears a pair of form fitting, black leather, capri length pants with a hidden crimson luster. He also holds a pair of very sharp elbow blades made of an unknown black metal with bloody scarlet colored thunderbolt designs on the blades in clips on his hips. He's got an odd looking holster on his left thigh that holds a set of dice and a deck of diamond sharp throwing cards. He's got soft pastel green eyes that have a tendency to show the opposite emotion to the one he's feeling. He wears a pair of knee high black leather boots that share the hidden crimson luster of his pants. He's got a silver earring in his left ear with a solid black opal in it. He does occasionally get pointed out as a woman due to his attire, especially on the slender, yet muscular frame he has. Job: Whore/Fighter Skills: He's an excellent dancer and has skills as a fighter to match. He has a small amout of telekinetic control over the throwing cards on his thigh and will often use them to show off when he's dancing. Seme/Uke: Uke. History: Tristan was abandoned as a child because of how feminine he always looked. The worthless man that called himself the boys father has wanted a son that looked like him, a short, rugged, tough-as-nails, man that looked the part. He didn't want anybody to even link Tristan to him so he just left a note witha made up name on it pinned to the boys shirt in his sleep and left him on some random doorstep. Tristan traced himself back to his true father though and found his real last name. He's gone through many jobs trying to find a place where he fits in and found that he seemed to be accepted in his femenine apperance when he was dancing. He learned to play a sitar and pan pipes in a rather hypnotic way but usually only plays them for his music. He still dreams of being a fighter although he knows that he can't really be. He still uses the name his father gave him to sneak into fights occasionally.Surprisingly he's never gotten any scars from his fights.
Gaia name: Fae.Prince.Shahir Character name: Yaru (Last name long forgotten) Age: 19 Appearance: Yaru is around 5'5" tall. He has waist-length crimson hair he normally keeps tied back into a high ponytail or up into a bun. He hates having it down, but sometimes he is forced to do so. His body is slender and smooth, with only the slightest bit of muscle tone. His eyes, at one point, were brilliant amber, but sabotage at a fight blinded him and now he wears a blindfold over his eyes. When allowed to he commonly a long black Yukata, cut short to allow for free movement, griffins of lore were blazon across it in threads of silver and a deep amethyst. Job: Fighter, currently a whore. Skills: Even before his injury Yaru was good at 'blind fighting.' He was able to focus on an enemy he necessarily couldn't see, but his targeting skills lay in his eagle-like eye sight. After the fight however his skills waned and between servicing other fighters he taught himself a new skill. Now his aim is so good one thinks he may not even be blind, but he has yet to test this skill. His extordinary speed made it seem like there were more than one of him in the ring, an optical illusion that won him several battles. Yaru also studies the skill of 'Enemy Sight' an ability that during battle allows him to get a world view through the eyes of his opponents. Seme/Uke: Uke (though at times he dare not admit it) History: Yaru was a thief, born and breed and it was thieving that got him into trouble. When he was trying to steal from a Lord, he was nearly caught by the Lord, but stabbed him and escaped; little did he know he had killed the man. He didn't get far was sentenced to the Pit. Once there he began to fight, using his speed and sight, adapting them to fighting skills. He was at the top of his game, until the final round. A double-whammy was planned behind his back, in this fight it was hands on hands only, no weapons of any kind save your fists. The opponent was given a kunai, stolen from Yaru and used it to blind him. When questioned he claimed Yaru had planned it that way, so he could ensure himself a victory. It wasn't soon after that he was knocked down to being a whore and since then he has been steadily climbing his way rung by rung up the ladder to becoming a fighter once again.
Gaia name: Aaron Ran Character name: Dust Age: 17 Appearance: His hair and eyes are a very, very dark blue, stands just shy of six feet tall, and there's not a remarkable mark on him, just unadorned skin except for a birthmark on his belly. His smile's slightly crooked, and he smiles often. He's proud of his body, keeps himself in shape, fast runner, could go toe-to-toe with some of the better fighters. His clothing is always very neat and clean, doesn't wear anything with rips or tears in it regardless of how fashionable it is to do so. He favors loose fitting clothes, though, for a lot of reasons. Doesn't like to show off his body unless he's got some kind of reason to, and seeking out casual sex doesn't count as a reason. Job: The Watch. He's a recruiter. And he keeps an eye on Pit Fights to make sure nothing supernatural or otherworldly is going on. Skills: He's a good baker. He's a decent sketch artist. Claims to have an excellent memory. When he gambles, he tends to win, because he's psychic. He tends to just know things. He's never failed to pick out people who have extraordinary or otherworldly abilities. This is why he was approached by The Pit in the first place. Seme/Uke: He can switch, generally Seme. History: There are families in this world that are poor, his wasn't any different. There are parents who have sold half their kids in order to feed the other half. That's what happened to him. Ended up at a horsefarm. Cleaned a lot of stables. Got beaten a lot. To make a very long and not terrifically interesting story short, after he predicted the outcome of a horse race, a Pit Fight, another horse race, and another Pit Fight, The Owner of The Pit basically had him kidnapped, so the story goes. So he's one of the only people to ever have actually seen The Owner. And now he's got a job, a roof over his head, and people don't try to beat or persuade information out of him in order to further gambling careers. Life is good. But, supposedly because of his upbringing of being used... he has a very utilitarian approach to people, and more often than not a sadistic approach to sex.
Gaia name: Nolas Character name: Marrek Valorian Age: 25 Appearance: Standing at around 6'2, his face is framed with almost constantly windblown-looking blonde hair which falls just past his storm-gray eyes. He isn't as built as his castle guards and soldiers, but by no means is he a push-over. Not only does he keep himself well-toned, but he likes to keep a point of muscle definition. He has strong, handsome features along with tanned skin. He is often found wearing the finer materials of clothing and a sturdy set of boots. At all times, however, he has his rapier strapped at his side and a ring with the royal emblem adorned on his finger. Job: King Skills: Claims he has both keen eye and ear to know if people are telling the truth or not. (Whether this is only one of his useless ramblings or not is uncertain) Prides himself on not only his sharpened fencing skills, but he does quite well with heavier weaponry as well. Though it may not always show, he has quite the poetic tongue. Seme/Uke: Seme History: Marrek, of course, lived in the easy comforts of life. He had servants attend to his every want and need, entertainment handed to him with a snap of his fingers. But all entertainment was dull once he attended his father to The Pit one afternoon. The sheer blood-rush of it all had him wanting to watch every match, observe how each fighter moved. From lack of a better word, he became an obsessed fan. EVen after his father tried to ban him from going so he could practice the ethics of becomming a 'good king', he still found time to watch the bloody events. He is now proud to have a ruling hand over The Pit.
Gaia name: LyreStonehart Character name: Caprica Kuronamida Age: 18 Appearance: Caprica is very very pale. So much so that if you weren't standing close to him you might assume he had painted his skin white for some reason. His hair is very straight, and long, down to his backside. It's black. Caprica wears leather. Lots of it. Lots of buckles as well. He commonly wears a thick collar right up to under his chin that hides all of his neck. He also wears a somewhat 'corset-like' affair around his torso which stores lots of nice sharp throwy things. He wears long fingerless gloves with nice little pockets on the backs for storing his 'ninja claw' things. His pants have straps and buckles all the way up his thighs. These straps have convenient pouches on them as well which contained poisoned throwing needles. His boots, which come up to his knees have a line of five curved spikes on each toe for the purpose of climbing things or kicking your a** with. Over all that, he wears a long heavy leather trench coat... cloak... thing. It has various blades and fun things hidden in the inner pockets. Oh yeah, he's 5'8" and quite lithe in build. Black eyes with nice raccoon circles around 'em. Job: Fighter Skills: Caprica is really, really fast. He's very flexible too. In a pinch he's actually not usually strong enough to outmuscle his opponent but as long as he has room to move or he can use subterfuge, he usually comes out victorious. He's also creepy as hell and not scared of much. Seme/Uke: uke but shhhh! He thinks he's straight. History: Caprica grew up in a rough neighbourhood. One evening when he was walking home from his friend's house he found the door broken in and his parents pretty much gross smears on the floor. Before he could run for help, he was pounced upon by a nasty attack dog, compliments of the gang who had broken in, which ripped his throat to bits. His vocal chords were irrepairable and to this day he can only make a creepy-a** hissing noise. Well, he should be thankful. He's lucky to be alive. He doesn't know how he survived or who helped him. All he remembers was waking up with his throat bandaged with a talisman inside the wrappings and a note telling him to leave the bandages on for three days before changing them. He decided that he would never be made to feel that weak again and as soon as he was strong enough he joined the very gang that destroyed his family. They trained him to be a fighter and one night, he got his gristly revenge. He then strutted up to the gates of the pit and demanded to be allowed to enter and fight, still covered with the blood of his foes. So began his career as a pit fighter.
Gaia name: Heiharu Ace of Dark Blade Character name: Jaunus Valorian(hope i spelled that right) Age:16 Appearance: Jaunus ia a boy fair of eye and fairer of stature(if that makes any sense to you).He stands five feet, eleven inches tall.He has vibrant orange eyes and dark skin. He has long deep blue hair that is spiked up and curved so it looks like a laural with his bangs. The curved part has been dyed black. He often wears a strange golden hair piece that looks almost as if a crown had sunken into his head so only the top spikes were shown. As for clothing he often wears a black-metal breast plate with a leather backing with a light platemail underneath it. He wears a giant bealt with a skull buckle that has a long black skirt that is rimmed with gold along the outside and the split in the skirt. On his arms he wears arm length Silver metal gaurds.He, like his father, has kept himself well toned. There is a deep gash in his cheek hes always had. Job: Prince but likes to indulge in the other jobs in secret Skills: Jaunus has always has been an all around kind of fighter. He is very quick on hsi feet and has little trouble comboing up his strikes. He has a distinctive knoledge of Capoera which he has no trouble applying to his natural fighting style. He also prides hismelf on being able to spit fire like the firebreathers at the circus. As well as being very nimble he is very strong. Seme/Uke: Either or History: Jaunus cant remember much from his childhood days. Maybe because he would rather not remember them. All he knows is that the day he was adopted by his father, the king, was the day his life began. He had never felt true happyness. The first time he saw the pit he was amazed and enthralled in the entire event. He loved the adreneline rush he got from the fights. When the realization dawned on him that he would eventually have to take over as King he became sad. He would much rather control the Pit. To him it was a more enjoyable job. Sometimes, even the pit cant help his mood. He remembers the violent flashbacks of his past and it haunts him to this day. He vows to eventually find the truth in the pain he has felt. For now, he is content on watching and maybe even participating in the Pit events.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 6:24 pm
Aaron Ran Okay regarding the rule Lyre pointed out, that was a joke. Fixing it now. smile ((*laughs* Good one Aaron-san. You'll fit right in here. rofl I wish I wasn't part of so many rps. Or I'd join this one. It looks kickass.))
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 12:57 am
I wrote this game thinking, "On the other hand, what if it was really damn cool?"
Which translated into: Any character can be uke or seme or something in between.
I only mention this because I've gotten three profiles which have these two in common: Uke, and Whore. And that's perfectly fine. No matter what kind of collection of profiles I get, I'm going to have fun playing this thing. (I don't know about the rest of you, but I am Determined to have Fun.)
But any character can be an uke or a seme. Whores can be seme's, Fighters can be Uke's. They're your characters, you can make what you want of them, but diversity always makes for an interesting time smile
Hell, The King can be an uke.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 10:21 pm
Yes, the King can be an uke, that just goes to prove that it doesn't matter how far up the ladder you are, you can still be at the bottom. I have a young shogun that is bottom to his Ninja Master. ninja 4laugh
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 4:28 am
Yeah...I have a lot of ukes, especially in high places. Shiyaa's main use is the ninja prince, and he is definantly uke ^_^;;....O_o...so, should we wait before there are more people before we start?
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