Public Forum Roleplay - Parallel

This is a Public Forum Roleplay, we roleplay via text and patience.

You can choose to either wield the powers of Magic, controlling the elements and dabbling in dark magics much like Shamans or Warlocks. Or you could choose the path of the Technological, wielding powerful weaponry, robotic enhancements and such. Which ever path you choose will effect the outcome of the end of the FRP. You either choose the Magic-born or Technology.



Planet name: Valkeir


Basic Lore:

Spoiler

Due to gravitational disruption during a celestial event, Valkeir is now at an eternal standstill, resulting in one half of the planet being a scorching hot desert where the sun never sets. Whereas the other half is yet another frozen wasteland shrouded in constant darkness, where the only form of light in that wretched place is the light reflecting off it's moons; vice versa for the blazing side.. the only reprisal from the searing sun is the occasional passing of the moons. Both sides are habitable for people, though they have adapted in many ways 'evolving' new abilities and noticable features to aid them in coping in harsh conditions. A large majority of the cities, villages and such are located on the equator of Valkier, seeing that that's the most stable place on the planet.

Valkier may have come to a standstill, but it's moons keep on circulating. The Frozen side of Valkier is named Ba'luure. The Desert side of Valkier is Karu, meanwhile the equator of Valkier is simply called 'The Belt', simple names for a simple planet.

Valkier is inhabited by both Magic and Technology, though not everyone is Magic-born, and those that were are now segregated from the Non-users, otherwise known as the 'Dull'. Two separate soceities, Magic and Non-magic have been at eachother's throats for generations and only recently a world-wide war has broken out, brother turned against brother as a mass slaughter began, each side fights for territory across Valkier.


Because of these events the entire planet was thrown into chaos, however.. two gargantuan Sanctuary cities emerged out of the chaos. The first city being named "One", located in the northern region of Valkier, and the second city being named "Three" for reasons unknown located in the southern region of Valkier, Three being the city controlled by the Magic-born and One being in control of a politically neutral government, allowing both Magic-born and Dull in to live freely and away form the war. Rumors have spread across the planet of "Two" being somewhere buried somewhere around Karu as an abandoned refuge, decorated with siege weaponry and magical traps.

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Rules and stuff:

1. Don't be too overpowered, I don't need to explain.
2. Be as realistic as you can in terms of your survival situation. You no longer have the comfort of a warm home.
3. No Meta-gaming. (e.g. Seeing through walls, hearing people across the map or knowing someones name without meeting them.)
4. Try to be as grammatically correct as you can, I don't like having to go through and make 200 corrections a day.
5. Inactivity = Removal
6. Don't be a Douche, with a capital D.
7. If your character dies, you may create another one.
8. Use '//' or '(( ))' for OOC (Out Of Character) if you wish to talk Non-RP.
9. Attempt to have fun.


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You may create your own unique race if you want to aside from Humans, but you may have to give a descriptive background and basic Lore of it for it to be implemented.

Character Application:

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Age -
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You may have upto 2 characters at once, if your character somehow dies, you may create another.
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Magic-born will be starting in the city of Three. Technology users will be starting in the city of One. If you have any questions concering the nature or atmosphere of the Forum Roleplay PM SJD360 or Zeeee80.


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Let the funny fun fun begin?

Name - Bob
Race - Dull
Gender - Male
Age - 63
Small Description - Bob is a rather tall and athletic man for his age, he strives to outperform his allies and enemies, using either strength or intellect depending on the situation. He's never really been good friends with the magic-born, but he doesn't hate them as much as everyone else would like him too, he'd rather spend some quiet time tinkering away at basic mechanisms and more advanced weapons, which of course, are barely ever used by him. Bob's most unlikely feature is his robotic arm, it looks quite a lot like a normal arm too, only it's made of iron, and isn't quite as flexible. Nobody really knows what made him loose his arm, but some say he might have been wounded by some aggressive creature, which is quite an unimaginative guess in his opinion. Bob has light grey hair due to his rather old state, a thick mustache and beard that he proudly shows off, and wears regular commoner clothes.
Weight - 225 lbs, his arm contributing much to said weight.
Height - 6"6.2
Affiliation - Neutral
Birthday - 4th of May

Did I miss anything? Feel free to tell me if I did.

 

Name: Unknown, but people call it "The Demon shade"
Race: Unkown
Gender: male
Age: Unkown
Description: Its a entity wearing a dark cloak and a oversized tophat. It has a long tail. Many say its a evil being. It hides in the shadows and shows up at events happening in Valkeir. It fights with Dark magic/Fire magic and it has a death sickle enchanted with dark magic as meelee wapon. Not alot of people have seen it fighting, but from what they saw so far they can tell that that "The Demon shade" itself is pretty weak. But he uses strong magic. It can also create Illusions, it uses this to get away from soldiers trying to catch it. It has a bounty on its head, but not alot of people go for it becouse they are to scared from the dark magic and the mysterious aura surrounding it. Many think that the creature is an Undead, wandering the land and feeding on souls from its victems.

 

Adair Kroll


Name - Adair Kroll
Race - Human Magic-born
Gender - Male
Age - 39
Weight - 79Kg/12.4 stone
Height - 5ft 11"
Affiliation - Magic-born Revolutionaries
Birthday - February 11th

Description:
Adair, renowned and infamous around all of Valkier as one of the main leaders in the Magic-born Revolutionaries. He does not remember where he grew up, the only thing he remembers of his childhood is a decade of slavery, forced to work in the smoldering mines of Karu for many years until he turned on his captors.. by manipulating the blood in their veins to cause multiple cerebral hemorrhages. Adair had the opportunity to release his fellow miners, but instead collapsed the mine, killing dozens upon dozens of innocent men and women for no particular reason. Adair specializes in Blood Magic and Fire; when it comes to killing his enemies he likes to be spontaneous and unique, often igniting the blood and causing it to combust as a 'finishing move', per say. Adair loves his colossal weapons, though they're mostly just for show, he forges his weapons himself, he creates them to intimidate his opponent, he isn't often seen using his blades, only when the situation becomes dire enough that he has to use his sword for protection.

At the age of 24, living in Three, tensions began to rise between his people and the Technology users, resulting in mass terrorism in both parties in order to get eachother to leave, these tactics failed as their plots grew dull and meaningless, and thus dawned the Magic-born Revolutionaries, Adair caused a mass riot among the city, either forcing the Technology users into the wastelands or slaughtering them like pigs. Either way; Adair is not a man you would want to piss off, for if you managed to do so, you would be seeing what your intestines looked like for the first time.

 

Name - Dreyfus Oberon
Race - Dull
Gender - Male
Age - 38
Small Description - Dreyfus was born in the sanctuary city of One to a poor family, as the city was strained with refugees from the conflict that loomed outside its great walls. He was born with no magic and called dull, like so many others who did not know why they were like this and the question would always haunt him. After continuously scrounging for scraps of food by the age of 17, he grew tired of not getting enough to eat, so he said goodbye to what remained of his family and left One, his return uncertain.
He did return to One at the age of 30, having lived a life that was dangerous and unpredictable in the wastelands of Ba'luure. The cold changed him, turned his heart cold and taught him how to survive. He built himself up, so that he would never have to scrounge for a living again and when he did return to One, he immediately joined the military police, called the Ones Guard. The first couple years were rough, as most of the police were magic born, who never left the city, for everyone knew when it really came down to it, they would help their own.
After Serving for 7 years, he started to grow tired of endless politics in his government who got nothing done, except for bicker. Three had cast out or murdered all Dull, yet here One still protected them as citizens. Something needed to changed. A new note needed to be played on the great tapestry of time and he would be the instrument to change it. For the next year he gathered like minded Dull who felt that their oppression needed to end, and many of them were in the Guard. Soon the time to strike would be at hand and a new note would be played. The Sons of Ba'luure were almost ready.

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Weight - 182lbs without armor. 282lbs with armor
Height - 6ft
Affiliation - Sons of Ba'luure
Birthday - Festival of Kal

--- Double Post Merged, Jan 19, 2015, Original Post Date: Jan 15, 2015 ---

https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/75286/posts/ooc
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