|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 12:35 pm
Hello. As the title states this is After the Storm, a literate Post Apocolytpic RP. Coming up in the following posts are:
Story Line/Introduction
Rules
Profile/Application
Character Sheet
Events (A short summary of the story for those people who will be joining later on)
Announcements
Black List
Yes, that should do it. I'd like to take this opportunity to ask that you wait for all these items to be up and posted before posting yourself. Actually, as you will no doubt notice when you read the rules, you should not be posting until you PM me your profiles anyway! So there!
Hehe, anyway... Thank you for your time, and I hope you will be joining me in my post apocolytpic RP, after the storm.
Sincerely,
Rat
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 12:38 pm
Story Line:
"Michael, we have to go! NOW!" She screamed, rushing to get her family out of her house. The bombs were falling. They needed to get somewhere safe!
"Ok, ok..." He said, groggily. Of course they had come without warning, in the middle of the night, and the army base was not the best place to be. And poor Michael... He was just in town for a visit. No wonder he was so tired, what with all the celebrating the couple had done the night before.
"I'll get Trey. Meet you in the shelter..." Anne said anxiously as she ran into the nursery to get her precious child.
She turned on the light, and walked over to the crib... But the precious cargo was gone. Not only that, but the window was open, the wind fluttering the curtains as the hollow sounds of explosions came in from the night. "NO!!" She screamed, but didn't dare go near the window. They might get her too.
She ran back to get Michael, who was still laying in bed asleep. "Mike! They took Trey! We've got to get out of here!"
"Just five more minutes..." He muttered into his pillow.
"No, NOW!" She pulled the covers up from her drowsy husband, and helped him to stand. "Come on..." She said gently, and ran out of the room as soon as she was sure he wouldn't go back to sleep. She raced down stairs and out the front door throwing her robe over her shoulders. She didn't bother looking behind her, cause Michael was sure to be there... Right?
She ran out of the house, and saw Henry across the street, Michaels best friend from the military. "Anne, come on!" He called to her, waving his arm. She turned around, to see Michael... But that's not what she saw. Instead, she saw her house go up in flames as it was hit with the devastating weapon. There was no way Michael would survive the blast, even if their home hadn't collapsed.
"NOOO!" She screamed for the second time that night. She would've fallen to her knees if it hadn't been for Henry who grabbed her in his arms, and practically carried her into the shelter.
That night as the bombs continued to fall on the city... The city she grew up in... Her home... She was in the corner of the bomb shelter, crying her heart out for the loss of her son, and her husband. Only two more soldiers, other than Henry, had made it into the shelter, and another wife but she took no notice of them. She was in her own world, the world before the war, safe in the arms of her loving husband...
It was 15 years since the war. Anne was now 45, one of the oldest people left on the planet. One of five to be exact. Henry still lived alongside her, and then there were the other soldiers and their wives from their small town... They were known as the Elders.
The only ones left who knew anything about what was now called Old World. New World... New World was awful. Barren, empty except for the few survivors. Of course they, however, had no recollection of Old World. It was the Elders job to keep the memory alive. Anne hated it, longing to forget the whole thing. Besides, hardly any of the Babes (a more polite name for the New World generation) listened to them anyway... Much less respected them.
Not soon after the war, but close to the current time (15 years later, remember?) a drug was developed as a form of entertainment. Okay, so it wasn't developed... Just altered. The elders were not told of this, but of course they found out anyway. It was just as harmful now as it had been back then. The hallucinagin was not only so addictive that to get it out of your system you almost died, but now it caused brain tumors, cancer. Henry was the one to figure this out and tell the others...
The elders are too old to put a stop to it. So they told a select few they trusted:
Trinity, a Babe who had correct suspicions about the new government and was very smart for her young age.
Matt, a friend of Trinity's who was a bit naive but very strong willed and courageous.
Darryl, a loner who kept to himself mostly, but was skilled in almost every area there was.
To the East and West of the community they now live in are two seperate societys. The Eastern one is of Superior Beings.... Those who were effected by the war's radiation in a positive manner. They are beautiful... And with beauty comes vanity. They're perfect... In almost every way.
Then you have the misshapen creatures, on the other side of the spectrum, to the West. The radiation effected them in such a way as to become hideous. Most decided to take this as an excuse to develop horrible attitudes, and they mostly refuse to get close to anyone. However, in order to stop the production of the Drug, an alliance on each side is necessary.
Then there is Paul. Paul would be the inventor of the Drug, and the most powerful man on Earth. His castle is North of the city where the "normals" reside. Normals, as you can guess, belong on neither side of the spectrum, so live under the governing of the Elders. Why don't the Elders get an army formed? They tried. No one listens to them, remember.... Well, no one but Trinity, Matt and Darryl.
So that's the story so far. The three friends are about to embark on a quest to to find an ally to the East and West. Will they succeed on their journey? After all, most people rely on this drug. No doubt they will try to stop the trio, hopefully soon to be... Erm... A group of five.
And what of Trey? What every happened to him? Anne could feel in her heart of hearts that he was still alive... But where? Who was he sided with? Was he on a side at all? Was he already ruined by the Drug?
Little did she know, Paul had adopted the now 15 year old Trey as his own son...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 12:42 pm
The Rules:
(Every good Rp has them!)
1. No Godmoding! Big No-no! Of course, this should go without saying.
2. Literacy is a must! This also goes without saying. Thank you, Guild. ^ ^
3. Let's keep violence and Romance to a PG-13 limit. Really, do I need all of these?
4. Let's keep cussing to a limit. I have problems with excessive use of the F word, so let's try to keep that word hardly used if not completely out of the RP. Thanks! ^ ^
5. No killing. Well... I think if killing is part of the story, it should be allowed. So I'm going to say as long as the character's owner says it's ok, then it's ok.
6. PM me your Profile Application. I reserve the right to refuse you entry.
7. Please be respectful to me, the thread creator. Can't respect me, get out.
8. I reserve the right to change the rules on a whim, so pay attention to the announcements as well as this section. For your own good. *Wink*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 12:46 pm
Profile/Application:
(If you wish to join, again PM this to me. If you don't you will be warned. Second offense gets you blacklisted with chance for being taken off. Third offense gets you permanent blacklist status, and banishment. Also, just because you PM it to me won't automatically reserve you a spot, so wait for acceptance. I doubt you'll be refused though, so don't get discouraged! ^ ^)
Gaia Name:
Name: (May be a made-up, or any of the originals mentioned in the story line. Except for Anne which will be played by me. I will also be playing another character. Yes, you can play more than one as well.)
Race: (Either "Normal," "Elder," "Superior," "Creature." No Vampire, Demons, anything, ok? Those three are your /only/ choices, so get over it! >.<)
Age:
Sex:
Bio:
Appearance: (Either a description or picture is fine.)
Other:
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 12:58 pm
Character Sheet:
Originals:
Anne:
One of the five Elders
Gaia Name: Rat1326
Name: Anne Radington
Race: Elder
Age: 45
Sex: Female
Bio: See Story-line
Appearance: I'll get back to you...
Trey:
Anne and Michael's son
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: Trey (You Pick last name, though if Paul is chosen before you, take his last name.)
Race: "Son" of Paul
Age: 15
Sex: Male
Bio: Kidnapped as a baby. (You can add what happened after being raised by Paul.)
Appearance: (You pick)
Other: ?
Henry:
Henry:
Second Elder. Friend to Anne. More than a friend to Anne?
Gaia Name:
Name: Henry (You pick last name)
Race: Elder
Age: (You decide)
Sex: Male
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance:
Elder 3:
Another of the surving soldiers.
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: (You pick)
Race: Elder
Age: (You pick. Between 45-60)
Sex: Male
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance: (You decide)
Other: Married to Elder 5.
Elder 4:
Last of the surving soldiers.
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: (You pick)
Race: Elder
Age: (You pick. Between 40-44. See other.)
Sex: Male
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance: (You decide)
Other: Youngest Elder.
Elder 5:
Soldier's wife; survivor.
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: (You pick)
Race: Elder
Age: (You pick. Between 40-60)
Sex: Female
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance: (You decide)
Other: Married to Elder 3.
Trinity:
Female of the Resistance group.
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: Trinity (You choose last name)
Race: Normal/Babe
Age: (You decide)
Sex: Female
Bio: You decide
Appearance:
Other:
Matt:
First male of the Resistance group.
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: Matt (You decide)
Race: Normal/Babe
Age: (You decide)
Sex: Male
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance:
Other:
Darryl:
Second male of the Resistance group.
Gaia Name: CaptainCumshot
Name: Darryl Narom
Race: Normal/Babe
Age: 14
Sex: Male
Bio: Born just after the Old World ended, Darryl grew up a recluse from society, filling his mind with wisdom, coordination and skill. He mastered everything he did by mastering the technique and then making himself faster with it. Darryl was always a perfectionist in everything he accomplished ranging from reading to fighting.
Appearance: Black hair, green eyes. He always wears a white bandana holding the bangs from his long black hair out of his way. Below the bandana, his eyes slanted, but not the slant of an Asian, but more of the slant developed from intense reading or squinting. His jaw masculine and well formed clung tightly shut, a habit from years of silence. His body was well-toned for his age, probably from strict years of discipline combined with PT. Fortunately, he's too quiet to be violent.
Other: Has a souvenir sword from the Old World that he trains with just in case.
Lorian:
"Superior" member of the resistance group.
Gaia Name: Rat1326 (Sorry. I really wanted this one. I am the writer, so razz )
Name: Lorian Cold
Race: Superior
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Bio: Grew up to the East of the main society. She is the type to stand at the boundaries of the city's sections, daydreaming about the others. Everyone in her community is the same, and she longs to see something different. She is a dreamer of her society, and therefor a loner. But not outcast. To them, she's still perfect... Even if she does keep to herself. She would be the perfect ally to the Resistance group... If only they can find her.
Appearance: I'll get back to you...
Other: None thus far. Subject to change.
???:
Mishappen Creature-like member of the Resistance Group
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: (You decide full)
Race: Creature
Age: (You decide)
Sex: (You decide)
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance: (You decide)
Other: ?
Paul:
Evil ruler of New World. Inventor of the Drug.
Gaia Name: (Available)
Name: Paul (You choose last name)
Race: Ruler. What else can be said?
Age: (You decide)
Sex: Male
Bio: (You decide)
Appearance: (You decide)
Other: ?
Made-Ups:
Normals:
Superiors:
Creatures:
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 1:01 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 1:02 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 1:04 pm
Blacklist:
None so far. Let's keep it that way.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
