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 Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 4:26 pm
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xWelcome to Of Scales and Feathers
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OOC Board | Profiles
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:16 am
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:17 am
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xThe World We Live In…Everyone knew it would happen eventually. No one knew how it would end or who would win.
The War of Magic versus Science.
The bloodiest battle in all of Gaea’s history. Dwarves, elves, dragons and all such creatures banded together against the humans; for once putting aside all differences for the sake of mere survival. However, it still was not enough. Humans launched attack after attack, their weapons growing ever more advanced. Until finally, every living creature with magical ancestry was annihilated.
Nymphs, faeries, and griffins are no more than children’s bedtime stories in the year of 4019 Gaean Calender (GC). In this day and age, men and women are more concerned with whether their jet packs have enough fuel to make it to work, whether or not to move their family to the outer space colonies, or to ask out that charming cyborg that works two cubicles down.
Technology has advanced to unbelievable heights; where the only limit in Gaea is one’s imagination. Paper is a thing of the past. No one needs a physical book when one can carry ten thousand books in one database and still have it fit in a pant pocket. Cars? Please. Get with the century. Flying vehicles are so much more fuel efficient and ten times faster!
In the metropolis of Paducah, a coastal city in the country of Argyle, anything is possible. Once a bright and shining city, known as a land of making dreams come true, people fled to its siren’s call. Still standing as one of the largest cities in Argyle and the social hub for many attractions and careers, there has been some turbulence within its city limits. The numbers of poverty stricken citizens has been on the rise as well as criminal activity. Nonetheless, the wealthy only seem to become richer and richer.
Paducah has high hopes of reviving itself through attracting new business-mongers are therefore creating new jobs. However, unknown to most of Gaea’s citizens is a thousands of year old threat, more dangerous than political and economical turmoil.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:18 am
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xAs Brothers we Fight! The Society of Scales…Never has Gaea beheld an evil such as the monster we fight.
Our numbers are dwindling while his only grow stronger. Are people really that willing to give into evil? For what? A false sense of security, for power? For what damn it?!
He has been finding our members and slaughtering them. One by one. Almost like it’s a game.
Our only hope of survival and of stopping him, is by giving hints to our children. And hopefully they will pass these tales to their children’s children and so on. As long as The Society lives in even fairy tales, we have a chance.
This evil threatens to destroy our world. Not only that, but every world he manages to come in contact with. We must find his Resurrection Pyre. It’s our only chance. But how do we find something like that? We found it once…and lost many. No doubt they have hidden it much better.
We have begun our search for the only man we can think of that might know where it is now: Dimitri.
We will not give up. While we are only men, we have the heart of dragons. Anyone who should find this journal, I warn you: Beware of those with Feathers.
PW
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:22 am
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xWhere there are living creatures however, there will be Prejudice and Discrimination. Androids, initially invented to serve man, have become so human in the past century that the line between human and machine has become blurred. Humans may see androids as their equal or inferior, just as androids have begun to see humans. Then of course, there are those that are mixed, cyborgs. Humans that suffered such severe injuries that their body was restructured with mechanical parts. Who knows what to think of those monsters…
And what of those humans with supernatural powers? Afraid of being different, they tend to hide away their special abilities. Some have taken more active roles in saving humanity and using their powers for good, then there are those that use their powers for self-gain. Some may have been genetically altered, or even infused with the DNA of another creature. Others were perhaps born with abilities…their lineage tracing back to races long forgotten.
Races of Gaea:
Human
Android
Cyborg
Human-Genetically Altered
Human-Supernatural Powers
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:23 am
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xDo I have a Purpose?Some of you are probably wondering, "So how can I make my character involved in the role play?"
You have several choices. 1. Your character can be a descendant of someone that was a member of the Society. If that is the case they should have been fed stories about:
• the strength and and majesty of dragons
• fighting for what's right
• bewaring those with feathers.
In addition to that and most importantly, they may have felt as if they have been watched all throughout their lives by a masculine and hooded figure. Though this quiet yet powerful figure never seemed to mean any harm and always managed to disappear before your character could ever get close enough.
Finally, your character receives a message, telling them that if they want to know the truth about "those with feathers and those with scales" they are to meet in a designated place. A replica of that message can be found in the next post.2. Your character may simply be a citizen of Paducah that happens to get caught up in this story. He or she may have been walking by as everyone is meeting.
Most all occupations are available and up for grabs. If you'd like a classification that may be helpful to the team you may want your character to be a:
Doctor
Ranger/Hunter/Sniper
Mechanic/Tech Expert
Warrior/"Tank"
Communications/Tech Expert
Historian
Etc.
You do not have to fill one of these classifications. They are merely suggestions.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:24 am
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xMany Are Called But Few Are Chosen... It's time.
I dare not say much here, lest this messege be intercepted.
There is a museum at the corners of 34East and 88North - be there at exactly 5:30 tomorrow evening. Do not try to find me - I will find you.
If you've ever been wary of those with feathers, then it's time for us to stand and fight like dragons.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:25 am
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:26 am
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xProfile Skeleton...All profiles must first be approved by Spawn of Enmity before they are posted on the Profile Board. [IMGright]url for your picture[/IMGright]
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(( OOC: Feel free to use my posted profile as a reference. ))
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 8:50 am
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xMy Word Is Law And You Shall Obey...First, I assume anyone applying for this role play is intelligent and literate. So I’m not going to state any of the obvious except to keep all violence and romance to a PG-13 level.Secondly, please keep all posts (except for the introduction and special occasions) to about 500 words or about 3-4 paragraphs. This is to keep from writer’s burnout. I don’t want everyone posting 10 paragraphs and everyone getting worn out by two weeks. This is meant to be a long term role play. Besides, we’re all literate so the writing should be good even though it may be short.Thirdly, you must commit to posting at least once a week. PM me with special circumstances that may arise along the way and we’ll work it out.
Fourthly, I reserve the right to add rules as I deem necessary.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 10:58 am
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xFrequently Asked Questions Why do only Enmity and Dusty get to role play multiple characters?
Because this is our plot. And we don't want to divulge too many secrets by letting others role play as "bad guys." Just feel lucky we're doing most of the work for you. :3 Don't worry, we won't ever really be role playing two people at once so we shouldn't slow things down or die trying to keep up.
What is Paducah's stand on carrying weaponry about the city?
Generally, the law prefers only those with a license to carry weapons. But it's the year 4019...you can probably find a travel-sized battle-axe that expands to the size of a grown man. If you can hide, you can carry it.
So where will the role play begin?
The role play will begin at the designated meeting place and time mentioned in the letter given to a chosen few.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 10:59 am
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 5:56 pm
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 5:57 pm
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 5:58 pm
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She had managed to get Martin to cover the tail end of her shift at the hospital, remembered to eat breakfast and when she was singled out in class and asked what the cure for Guinea Worm Disease was, she had said the right answer.
“Trick question, Professor. There is no cure for the disease. The best containment method we have is prevention through education.”
Oh yeah. Cassandra-Badass-Miller was on fire.
With pep in her brown booted steps as they crunched softly in the steadily accumulating snow, the blonde medical intern--soon to be licensed doctor--made her way to the front doors of Walker Museum, located at the intersecting corner of 34 East and 88 North. Cassandra ducked her head slightly and pulled her arms closer to her body as her mid-back length tendrils swayed gently in the chilly wind. Although only about 5:15PM, the sun and its warming rays were already receding and forfeiting the sky to darkness. Perhaps only another half hour remained of sunlight, thanks to the shortened winter days.
Adorned in skin tight jeans that slid into warm, furry winter boots—complete with two pom-poms per foot—Cassandra’s taller than average figure was encased in a mud-colored winter coat; extending only as long as the light blue turtleneck she wore underneath. While enough to keep her body warm from the winter chill, her fair face had become sanguine and she was just grateful to have finally made it to the museum. Pulling a few silver pieces from her purse and placing them into the donation box—Walker museum was run on donations and subsidized by the government—the blonde walked inside with a sigh of relief.
But now…where was she supposed to go?
Walker Museum was a magnificent building consisting of five stories and white marble walls. Its architecture was the first in history to be built with a semi-Penrose staircase design, making it possible for a person to visit the building hundreds of times and still never take the same route up and down the structure twice. A maze of wonder, full of pristine white walls, glass encasements, android attendants, and ebony floors, Cassandra had no idea where she was supposed to find the sender of the mysterious note.
“Well…he or she said they’d find me…but I at least want to make it easy for him…or her.” She mumbled under her breath. Where could she go? And why would the person choose this museum?
Dragons…of course!
Walker Museum was famous for its display of the War of Magic and Technology. Dragons, historians claim, existed during the primitive time of magic…maybe she the person she was searching for would be there? It was worth a shot.
Walking briskly up the steps, the medical intern made her way to the display, a nervous smile creeping onto her face as she unzipped her jacket and adjusted to the warmer temperature. Whoever this stranger was, she was desperate to meet him…or her…it. She had to know…who were those with feathers?
And why had they killed her parents?
Glancing down at her watch, Cassandra exhaled a sigh, “5:26. Almost time…just be patient Cass. You’ve been searching for years now. You can wait four minutes.”
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