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[Funka Genocide]

We like to think the world is cold, unmoving. That we see all that there is. We believe in the rules, physics, chemistry, science. We believe that these things are independent of belief.

We are wrong.

What if I were to tell you anything is possible? would you write me off as a loonatic, a simpleton perhaps?

Reality is defined by what we believe, there are gods, angels and demons, there are ghosts and little green men. There are mythical creatures behind the 7-11.

But none of these things are quite so dangerous as man.

What will you do now? You've stumbled onto Pandora's box. A brief moment of insight and now the world is made from play-doh, yours to mold as you wish. Its a lot of responsibility, don't you think?

Its a good thing there are things out there to help you, isn't it?

.............................................

Hello, and welcome to my RP! The setting is modern day, right here, right now. The gist is this: the world is defined by belief, a consensus, the old ways are dying and science is the new god. You were just another regular person, before the supernatural knocked on your door. Your character is recently awakened into this surreal landscape of old gods and bewildering ghosts.

Its not just anyone who gets to see, and people like your character are in high demand. There are many entities which would love to recruit you, or destroy you dependent on your choices.

The worlds a little more dangerous now, a little more insane, and if your heads in the right place...

a whole lot more fun.

here is what you need as far as a character goes:

Name: everybodies got one, and please, make it a normal name. Anyone who calls themself "Nightbringer XXX" or any such nonsense will be asked to change. :)

Age: how long have you been hanging around? lower end 16, top end 35. little kids and old people scare me. :p

height, weight: your physical parameters.

appearance: what your character looks like, as well as usual styles of dress. Don't go overboard describing one outfit, this is the real world, nobody walks around wearing the same thing everyday (unless they don't have any other clothes, like a bum or something)

Personality: what does the character act like in general? Is he whiney, stalwart, gregarious? What makes them tick, and what lights their fire, so to speak.

history: a brief (or not so brief, whatever you feel like writing) description of your characters' life before the story begins. If you put unknown, I'm going to cry, and then ask you to change it. :p

and now, what you've all been waiting for, the superpowers!

Here's how it goes, as I previously mentioned, reality exists dependent on a consensus. Think of it as everyone in the world owning stock in whats real, they all have a vote to cast that weighs as much as how many shares they own. Your average person might hold one or two, you've got your hands on thousands, and your only getting more as the days go by.

What does this mean? You can change reality with the power of your mind. Your character is relatively new at this though, so they won't be able to make too drastic a change.

I'll use levels of difficulty to describe effects.

easy: minor changes that no one would notice. turning a stoplight green, tripping someone as they walk down the street. Making it so pigeons can't shit all over your car. Basicaly, if it could have happened anyways and doesn't involve messing with fate too much, its easy.

moderate: these powers either change the flow of destiny or create effects which would be considered out of the ordinary. Causing an all star hitter to strike out when they are facing a pitcher with the worst ERA in the majors. Making a penguin do the Samba. Bending an iron bar or various forms of telekinesis.

hard: manhandling destiny or creating truly supernatural efects that no one would believe. Causing a competent business man to go broke, creating a fireball from thin air. teleporting. turning a penguin into a ninja assasin. anything that someone would look at and go "no way!"

extreme: something which tears instead of bends the fabric of reality. these powers are highly dangerous and often produce startling results. This is the level at which demons are summoned and gods are entreated. Examples might include causing a building to vanish or erasing someone from history.

the levels of difficulty represent the strain on a persons mind the power takes. The consensus wants to remain stagnant, and toying with it drains not only your will, but your sanity. Too much power usage over a short period of time and you might find yourself locked up in the loony bin, or bleeding through your ears.

as a note, this rp borrowed heavily from several White Wolf games (Mage and Exalted mostly) but its not a white wolf game. The Mythos, the milieu, the general attitude will be different, and dependent on the players. Any questions you might have are welcome.

sign ups will end after about six people, just to forewarn.

[Cloud Strife]

Reserving a spot here, I'll edit as soon as I get my character made.

EDIT: Here we go!

Name: Nick Granger

Age: 24

height, weight: 5'11", 160 lbs.

appearance: Dark blonde hair, and hazel eyes (Or so it seems... he just changes the color of his eyes to whatever he feels like from day to day), decnetly tanned skin. Nick keeps his outfits low profile, basically just an assortment of jeans and t-shirts, though he has a gold Rolex watch and a pair of flashy sunglasses (But not flamboyant a la Elton John, ya dig? :p).

Personality: Nick is very easy going, and loves fun. Not really a man of faith, isn't a fan of bible thumpers. If there's money to be had, he's there, and he almost always wins it. Confident almost to the point of arrogance, when it comes to betting and gambling.

history: Born into a fairly wealthy family, his childhood was uneventful. Did well in school, played a few sports, had good friends, etc. etc. At some point in high school is when he was awoken to the truth of reality. However, he didn't - and still doesn't - take it seriously. After high school, he moved out, and went to Las Vegas, where he has become very rich through gambling, and, as a result, has been banned from several casinos. He's made sure to not get banned from other casinos since then, though. He lives in a very nice house in the suburbs of Las Vegas. He's been visited by a few angels and demons, but he always waves them away.

Quote: It's all about the money, baby!

[OmniShadow]

I will reserve a spot as well, is it ok to be insane? I really want to play an insane guy who toys with reality :D

[VA_Ninja]

Name: Daniel Savage
Age: 19
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120 lbs.
Appearance: Clothes are often torn or messed up in some way. Wears black leather coats/vests, and usually a simple T-Shirt. Hair is wild and black.
Personality: Daniel is very cocksure, especially since realizing his powers. He is rather easy going and likes to play tricks on others. Although he does experience it, he never shows fear, hinderance, or doubt. He has no real goal in life that lasts for longer than 10 minutes and is often on the move.
History: Daniel grew up in a small rural area. He didn't have friends so much as a fanbase for his daring and trickery. Often he got into trouble with the law, but he's never actually been caught. After high school, he went to [insert name of city this takes place in] to attend college, more under his parents wishes than his own.
Awakening: Daniel realized his powers doing what he did best: being an idiot. During a family vacation several years ago, he viewed a tightrope walker performing her deadly feat of balance and thought, "I've got to try that." During the night, he slipped out out the hotel room and dared to cross the rope. After only a few steps, he soon lost balance and plumetted several stories. Overwhelming adrenaline took over as he willed for a way to stop, thinking as hard as he could to save his ass. He came closer and closer to the pavement and suddenly stopped. Daniel had willed the forces to stop his decent, leaving him only inches off the ground. From then on, he continued to train the abilities he possesed.

How's that?

EDIT: Added Awakening story

[Funka Genocide]

ixnay on the insane ay, ok?

One of the objects of this game is avoid insanity, it sort of takes the risk out when you're already there, don't you think? Also, crazy people typicly have trouble operating in groups composed of relatively sane people.

so, in closing, no.

Get yourself uncrazied and we'll talk.

VA: Good bio! The city is... Las Vegas! So I guess he's going to UNLV.

the initial setting will probably change as the story progresses, I just know a lot about Vegas, and it seems like it would be a hotbed of supernatural activity.

[Archbio]

Name: Janet Weir

Age: 28

Height, Weight: 5'9" 160 lbs

Appearance: A taste for unisex business clothes: dark blouses, vests and pants; shirts and ties. Otherwise she has been known to wear neat jeans in more casual moments.

Personality: Janet Weir can hardly be called rational, but a serene demeanor seems permanently with her, whatever particular fatalistic attitude she assumes at any given moment.

Her awakening has made her less integrally passive and a great deal more optimistic, but that limitless font of confidence in herself and the principles she sees as protecting the universe has not given her any ability to judge difficulties and situations any better. Her old natural sense of imminent doom hasn't disappeared in the least in her new world view and can easily returned to the fore at any moment if the right set of circumstances come into place.

She still doesn't have much belief in the efficiency of merely human actions, but now she sees new forces at work and herself, through her powers, as part of them.

Partly out of this conception, she considers others haughtily and tends to keep her distances in many ways, altough this doesn't keep her from being communicative, however cryptic this communication might be.

History: Born in Lewiston, Idaho, in an atheistic family. Moved to Idaho Falls when she was 18 in the pursuit of a lukewarm relationship. There, she studied the History of the Arts and Ancient Civilizations. At 22, she travelled south to Las Vegas to come work for the Luxor Casino, and just one year later, she was stranded in the desert for three days. An extended vacation from her work followed her return to the city, during which she travelled to Egypt to try and form her newfound worldview. Maintaining contact with Egypt, she passed the last four years expanding upon her discovery while working in Las Vegas.

[Darth SS]

Okay, quick question.

Any chance that, kind of like what Constantine does, we don't fight stuff head on but instead handily create circumstances and use old spells and relics that dramatically help us?

I.E. Instead of fighting a demon, we pull out some old cross and use it for a quick spell with dispells a demon?

P.S. I am reserving.

[Funka Genocide]

wow SS, you are very insightful!

Constantine the movie (which I just saw in Hong Kong) is also a big influence on this RP, I want to take it in more of an arcane, pseudo religious direction. So yes, you are correct in your assumption SS. And a damn good guess I might add!

[OmniShadow]

Damn... I was hoping that I might get to be a "bad guy"
I will withdraw from this rp then, hope to see you some other time.:)

[Darth SS]

*poses*

Yayuh!

Name: Greg Richards

Age: 23

height, weight: 5'11" and 140lbs (of MUSCLE)

appearance: Usually, he'll have a kind of ratty trench-coat, or a leather jacket on. Past that, almost always a business shirt, though he has been known to use t-shirts, and jeans of different colors. He's bald, and tanned, as well as muscled enough that most people will think twice about going after him.

Personality: Greg is a passive personality. He never has huge outburts, and when confronted extremely supernatural, his reaction is normally one of stun instead of fear.

history: Long story short, wanted to be a cop, couldn't, is now a Private Detective. Has his own modified catholic beliefs and personally believes that humans are making their world circle the drain. And he hates smokers.

[Bob The Mercenary]

Hope there's still a spot open. I'll write my description down in a few.

[Funka Genocide]

great job Super and Cloud! *gives the thumbs up*

also, if you'd like to post a short story about the particular incident that led to your "awakening" that would be cool too. Not absolutely necessary though, just helpful in fleshing out the character a bit.

and I'm sorry to see ya go Omni, but I never allow players to be the bad guy, the same as I never allow myself to be PC, I play all the bad guys and side characters in my RP's, I'm very "classical" in that sense. ;)

Mr. McEdit says: alright Bob! no problem here, I think there is one spot left after you.

so far we've got: Cloud, Archbio, VA Ninja, Super Saiyan, and Bob the Merc. just to recap.

[My Lead Airbag]

Sweet meat, We call a spot.

[Funka Genocide]

this looks like an excellent group!

Sign ups are now closed. This now becomes the pre game discussion thread, as well as the area to post more character information.

Sweet meats indeed! (I have no idea what that means)

[My Lead Airbag]

Name: Job Jameson

Age: 18

height, weight: Medium Build, he's got an ok physique from hiking and such throughout his youth.

appearance: A normal mountain-born teenager. Black hair which is usually messy, always wears a T-Shirt and jeans (seeing him in any kind of shorts is akin to seeing a pirhanna eating at a fancy diner with a fork and knife).

Personality: Job is competetive in almost everything, usually taunting and goading people around him. He likes to think of himself as a jokester. Although he is named after a famous Bible figure, Job isn't too JCHC*. He's a Chreaster** usually, but he isn't agnostic, just not stalwartly evangalizing.

history: Job was raised in the Colorado mountains, where he grew to love the mountains. Everyday he would hike along them and explore. In childhood he was always rapt with attention in Church, but by 16 is began to bore him and he decided to spend his weekend elsewhere, bothering his parents. Still, they decided not to stop him, figuring he'd gain the faith sometime later. Eventually Job realized that hiking mountains wouldn't be a good life choice, so he applied to a college at [wherever the RP is]. After getting accepted, he left his beloved mountains and settled down in a dorm, where he is now studying Wildlife Preservation.

*Jesus Christ Hard Core
**A person who only goes to church on Christmas and Easter, opting to spend the rest of his Sundays elsewhere.

[Dante]

...Funka, so you;re basically basing this off M:tA? Sweet.

[Bob The Mercenary]

Name - Zack Trillian

Age - 19

Height/Weight - 5'4'' 110 lbs.

Appearance - Obvious traits are his curly brown hair and his eyes. His eyes look weird at first glance, like they have a weird shine, but when looked at closer, it looks like there are four pieces of broken glass in each eye (explained later).

His usual dress is composed of blue or khaki jeans, an assortment of vests and short-sleeved shirts, and a light brown suade jacket.

Personality - Zack enjoys privacy, but is friendly when around people, sometimes outgoing. He is quiet most of the time due to his slight uneasiness around others. Not being a thrill-seeker, he likes the simple things in life like reading and playing games. Forced into this new experience, he finds it a positive change in his life that has been up to this point rather boring.

History - He was adopted at a very early age to a family of three and recieved a sister, Erica, also of his age. His father is a commander in the armed forces and he never knew his mother. She died of unknown causes shortly after giving birth to Erica. He spent his life going to school, but failing most of his courses. He was searching for his place in life and school bored him. He wanted something more.

[Funka Genocide]

ok, lets see if we can get this thing started off today. for a little more information on the setting.

the place is the city of sin, that glimmering jewel of neon opulence in the middle of the desert. The city known as Las Vegas. Its a nexus of chance and fortune, even to the normal folk. To the opened eyes of the world, its a shining beacon of danger and promise. Many journeys begin here, and many end.

Most wouldn't find it surprising that a large percentage of the tourists running through the valley are dealers in chance and destiny. How many have thought to themselves that controlling chance would be helpful here? There is a belief beyond reason here, the belief that you will be the one to hit it big, the belief that against all odds, the big money's coming your way.

there are some who can take advantage of this belief...

.................................................. ...............................

All the characters are in this city for some reason or another, and all will be placed into a certain circumstance common to them all. I don't really have any storylines set in concrete at the moment, I'll just see where this idea takes us. It should be a lot of fun.

So, the last few people just post your character biographies and if anyone has any questions, please don't hesitate to ask.

:)

[Dante]

Name - Vergil

Age - 36

Height/Weight - 184cm, 78kg

Appearance - White hair, slicked back. He wears a long blue duster, under which he has a ribbed black waistcoat, pants, and boots. Although it seems hard for someone dressed like he is to fade into the background, he somehow manages to do it. People misremember his features, vehicles that he commandeers (he doesn't own much property of his own) are confused with others, and so on.

Personality - Vergil is quiet and intense. He doesn't have much of a personality which he shows the world, but one of his few friends spotted him handing an envelope to an orphanage, which shifted premises to a better building shortly after. When said friend started spreading the news around, he was quickly crossed off the list and never spoken to again.

History - Vergil Awakened at a very young age, when he found that he could think about being someplace and suddenly, he was there. He soon came to call this gift "shifting", and made frequent and obvious use of it. His brother, Dante, was not possessed of such power, and regrettably, Vergil was far too ostentatious with his shifting.

One morning, as Vergil was teasing Dante by shifting from behind tree to tree in their backyard forest, Dante got upset and declared he was leaving. Virgil laughed, expecting to see his brother at home at the end of the day.

Evening came. Dante had not returned. Their parents were worried and notified the local authorities, and grilled Vergil about the whereabouts of his brother. Vergil didn't know. As he tried to find Dante via shifting, he transported himself to the copse where they had been playing that morning.

To his horror, the place was completely different from how it had been in the day. There was no trace that they had ever been there. And Vergil feared, deep in his heart, that he would never be able to find Dante again.

After that, the family broke up. His mother became a Valium addict, while his father became ever more distant from them. And Vergil was left alone in the guilt that it was his fault, his fault that his brother had vanished.

Vergil ran away from home, unable to take the guilt he felt every time he saw his mother sobbing for her lost son. What followed was the most miserable three months of his entire life, living in the countryside, sleeping in barns, hiding from the police in ditches.It was soon turned around as one of his delinquent friends introduced him to the Mob. When his ability came to be known to the local Don, Vergil was trained in the gentle art of murder, as an enforcer to the Mob. However, the Don was too eager to have his enemies eliminated, and after his entire Family was wiped out in a massive revenge hit, Vergil discovered the value of being inconspicuous. However, he still needed to feed himself, and death was the only living he had left.

So he hired himself out as an independent mercenary, accepting the dangerous and well-paying jobs, circumventing the most elaborate defenses with his ability to shift. However, the heat eventually built up, and Vergil decided to take a break from his work and concentrate whole-heartedly on the purpose which had consumed his life since that fateful day in the woods:

Finding Dante.

[RangerAidan]

Curse you, I love sweet meats!


Just fyi if anyone somehow drops dead from a terrible disease or accident, I'm first on the waiting list.

[Funka Genocide]

ok, I'm writing up the introduction scene right now, the rp should be posted, under the same name, in a few... minutes, hours or days. ;)

Just to get something straight in my mind, and help me to define the characters a bit,

Vergil, no last name, odd manner of dress, white hair, somewhat far removed from normalcy, an eventual translation of humanity that spends enough time on the edge. I'll use him as an example of what might happen, he's the spookiest character we have. Think about it this way, once your realize the vast potential and mutability of reality, its only that, a realization, you can go the rest of your life pretending you don't see the ghosts at the supermarket, that the world is just going on its own course without a care. You can fool yourself into anything, one of the benefits of free will. However, once you start to ask questions, hard questions with hard answers, the concerns of normalcy tend to drip away like so much excess fat from an Atkins addict.

Vergil is one such example of diving deeper than most would, a pioneer on strange frontiers, thats the way I see it, and thats the reason I'm going to allow the character to remain as bizzarre as it is.

like I said, this is just for my own benefit, and perhaps to give a peak inside my mind while I create this story. (don't stare too long, might get cancer! :) )

and with that, I'm off to write an introduction!

[Cloud Strife]

So, I suppose it'd be a bad idea to post right now, considering that you said we should wait and have the dialogue be between you (the cowboy) and SS? Or is it okay to make an introductory post?

[Funka Genocide]

you can go ahead and write an introduction. So long as nothing drastic occurs during your monologue its ok. Write a little bit about your character, about whats going through their head, anything.

Just tryo to keep from knocking over a liquor store or anything. ;)

[Cloud Strife]

Eh, I'll post it in the morning, when coherent thought once again runs through this mind o' mine. But I'll keep it toned down and such, no worries there.

[Funka Genocide]

Absolute linkage... ENGAGE!

This link will transport you to the rp thread in the most extreme fashion possible!*


Isn't that way far out to the max?!™

*Actual extremeness may vary depending on location, void where prohibited

[Archbio]

I guess I should wait still before posting again, nay? There's not much to add now until the old dam breaks.

Maybe I missed something, but I think my character is the only one without any indication of where she is in relation to the others (not that it's a problem).

Was that "flew by" a metaphor, or is it really The King?

[Edit]

Ah yes, kudos as well.
Especially for the last followup on my character. Intuition and signs is the way she goes.

[VA_Ninja]

If I may say so Funka, damn fine job my good man.

As for what's happening right now...
*waits for shit to hit fan*

[Cloud Strife]

Well, the stage is set for a showdown at high noon. This oughta be fun.


Let's just hope the Ferarri stays intact. :p

[Funka Genocide]

Arch: well, flying by could be considered a metaphor, or perhaps a hyperbole? The car wasn't actually flying, just driving really fast, as to the identity of the driver...

well, how many Elvis impersonators could there be in Las Vegas, eh? ;)

thanks for the kudos! and your character is within line of sight to Greg and the cowboy, although she is not aware of anyone else yet.


I'll be dropping the other foot shortly. :bmage:

[Archbio]

It should have been obvious that it wasn't literal flight, but seeing the nature of the setting in question... I just wanted to make sure!

[Funka Genocide]

in case anyone was wondering what the hold up is, I'm just waiting to see Dantes reaction to my last post. After Vergil acts, I'll move the story along.

[pendejochy]

This looks intresting. Ack! Sign-ups are closed?! I'm gonna pay attention to This Clay Earth to see if sign-ups reopen anytime soon.
By the way, are the charactors aware of their ablity of their ablity to malipulate things through belief?
If they are, I would suspect they would invest some time trying to win converts to their way of thinking, so that their view of the world would be more "solid" for lack of a better word.
If they aren't, would the likelyhood of their special ablitys working be affected by their surrondings? For example, a u.f.o. being more likely to apper at a u.f.o. convention or miricles being less likely to happen at Athiest conventions.
And what if the beliefs aren't compatible. For example if you had to go to the center of the Earth, and 1 person belived it was hollow, 1 belived it was cold as ice, and another belived it was filled with magma, what would happen?

[Cloud Strife]

To VA and Bob:

the colors drained back into the world,

There's not really a grey world anymore, guys. ^_^

[My Lead Airbag]

Crap, thanks to work (seriously, a guy can't be expected to cover for everybody (especially the same person THREE TIMES in as many days(We figured out yesterday we had to close for 6 straight days (which wouldn't be so bad if the bus for school didnt come at around 6 in the morning leaving us with about four hours of sleep[this aside is in brackets])))) and Our general absentmindedness, We are completely lost.

Is there any way to summarize the posts since the Denny's one? We tried to read over them but it seems like all Hell broke loose and the such.

[Funka Genocide]

to MLA: After your tragic homage to lost delishness (which touched me deeply by the way) The cowboy turned into an english gunman and tried to kill Vergil, who skillfully avoided the bullet and went into agressive negotiations (I fucking hate that movie! GET OUT OF MY HEAD, DEFILER OF MY CHILDHOOD STAR WARS FASCINATION!!!) there were some words exchanged, mostly nihilistic nonsense, and everyone began to congregate around the action, Bob's character wondered into the middle of the street and was almost ran over by a car, which he inadvertently totalled with his newly realized reality bending abilities, after that the black and white focus of the world was broken and pedestrians began noticint what was going on, Dante put his sword away, englsih cowbaoy did some villain type monologuing and Elvis showed up in an old Chevrolet and asked Janet is she had his keys, whcih she did!

I have to go pass out now...

[Cloud Strife]

Just checking here... is Dante's character (Virgil, or however you spell it) with us, or did he stay behind back at Las Vegas?

[Dante]

Don't worry, Vergil will catch up. He's infamous for it. :p I just haven't been posting or looking at the thread for a while because I wanted to see how you guys would turn out.

Oh,and I'm blasted lazy too. =3

[Funka Genocide]

just to inform everyone, I am lazy.

I'll update soon though, its just all the liberty, and drinking, and cookies, and stuff thats getting in the way right now.

what I mean is, I'll update tomorrow, because I are teh drunxorrz right now...

:D

[Cloud Strife]

Not to be pushy... but we're still waitin' for that update, Funka. :p I'd like to keep this RP going. ^_^

[Funka Genocide]

sorry for the hold up everyone!

[Archbio]

Sorry for the delay, the crash interrupted the last time I tried to compose that post.

[Bob The Mercenary]

For the time being, Cloud will be taking over control of my character, Zack. I have some business here at home to attend to for a while, this is why I haven't been posting recently. Sorry for the holdup. I'll catch up when I come back.

[Archbio]

The monsters were under 10 feet of earth, concrete, and asphalt. I hope that holds 'em.

That was every last one of them?

[Cloud Strife]

Eh heh, whoops. That was only a few of 'em, not all.

[Darth SS]

*points people to the first page of the sign-up*


What ever happened to listening to that?

[Archbio]

The thing about the levels of difficulty? No one has went "extreme" yet, I think.

"I'm EXTREEEEME!"

[Dante]

Will we be fucking anyone's moms while doing drivebys?

:p

[Archbio]

We might have a problem here (or several, I don't know).

Edit: Damn this prank-day!

[Funka Genocide]

me is back

write words more later

face burns...

with acid

eating now, for the good of man

chicken

*mmmm*

[Cloud Strife]

Sorry folks, but due to forces beyond my control, I will hardly ever be online for the next couple weeks, if at all. I'm sorry 'bout this, really. 'Til then, take care of the characters.

[Funka Genocide]

warning: player involvement necessary for continued existence of rp!