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On Set
Dusk settles in the streets of London. People, dressed to the nines, pour into the only source of light in the street: the theatre. Blazing triumphantly, it proclaims current plays and heralds ones in the making. Laughter echoes in the foyer, where crowds mill around and seek guidance to their seats. Once they're settled, the lights go down, the curtain rises, and the first actor steps out onto an empty stage... welcome to London, where you have to succeed to survive. We are active. We are literate. In The Wings.
Early Winter: The days are growing shorter, but the theatre is active as ever. The cold has not yet completely set in, but it is misty every morning and it often drizzles. This means that the theatre is always bustling, and there is plenty of work to be done before Christmas time.
The Advent Age « Result #1 on Jul 2, 2009, 10:01pm »
The Advent Age. The term granted at the clear beginning of a new era during the turn of the millennium. Human's with strange powers have existed throughout all of time but it was only recently did they become fully revealed. This advanced race of humans with special powers became known as Advent-Humans or Meta-humans. They were marked by a genetic signature that allowed them to develop abilities that defied the laws of physics. The Advent-Human population hit a large boom and soon enough millions of Advent-Human's walked the earth. Furthermore, beings of myth and legend emerged from hiding. Preliminary testing proved that the same genetic signature, although on a more drastic and precise scale, was likely the cause for the creation of werewolves, vampires, centaurs, 'spirits', and nearly anything imaginable and all of their many variants including some who could pass this signature onto normal humans and convert them to one of their race.
Amongst the inevitable chaos that ensued one man brought control. Isaac Everten. An alleged Advent-human himself and cunning businessman, he made a deal with the United States. He acquired a small section of land from the USA and granted it independence. A new city/state-country was formed as a strong ally of the US government. Isaac Everten used his resources and position of new leader to band together Advent-Humans, scientists, and those of the races of myth together. Very quickly his new country became a world power, the center of Advent-human research and development. The sole place that could deal with advent-human chaos and bring upon a much needed order. The country was named after it's first leader, Everten.
Only nine years later and the city-country of Everten is a bustling metropolis. The whole structure defies logic. There is no border control, anyone may freely be a citizen. The major prison facility DRESC is run solely by inmates who can leave whenever desired. No formal military is present. Yet somehow a form of peace is established. Things run smooth on the outside. But is it really? What is the secret behind the success of Everten? How can a city comprised of powerful beings with a large capacity for destruction avoid mass destruction and death? Wouldnt it be inevitable that SOME sort of catastrophe would happen at least occasionally? What about foreign interference?
Who said that it really was all it seemed to be? So begins the story of the city known only as Everten during The Advent Age... http://s1.zetaboards.com/The_Advent_Age
Plot Lord Voldemort has gone to extreme lengths to strengthen his army of Death Eaters… he is recruiting children. Purebloods, Half-Bloods, and perhaps even Mudblood are being attacked into joining the Dark Lord, being forced or willingly brought over to the dark side of magic… What will you choose to do? Will you fight for him or against him?
You decide for yourself. Voldemort won’t just take anyone, however. He needs powerful wizards and witches, not just some little kids who want to become a Death Eater because they think it is glamorous. It is a game of chance. You could be killed out there in the hushed warring world of Hogwarts. Choose your path wisely.
Time It is two years after Harry Potter has left Hogwarts. Severus Snape is the headmaster here at Hogwarts. First years will be arriving while upperclassmen will be returning for another fantastic year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Canons We are looking for some people to play as canons as well, students (former also) and teachers. If you’re lucky, you just might be able to nick your favorite canon character to roleplay as. If they aren’t born yet, go ahead and make them yours. Popular characters go fast!
Suspicious Mother « Result #3 on Mar 26, 2009, 9:01am »
Brian invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal, Brian's mother couldn't help but keep noticing how beautiful Brian's roommate, Stephanie, was.
Brian's Mom had long been suspicious of a relationship between Brian and Stephanie, and this had only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two react, she started to wonder if there was more between Brian and Stephanie than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, Brian volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you Stephanie and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Stephanie came to Brian saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?" Brian said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll send her an e-mail just to be sure". So he sat down and wrote:
"Dear Mom: I'm not saying that you "did" take the gravy ladle from the house; I'm not saying that you "did not" take the gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for
dinner. Love, Brian".
Several days later, Brian received an email back from his mother that read:
"Dear Son: I'm not saying that you "do" sleep with Stephanie; I'm not saying that you "do not" sleep with Stephanie. But the fact remains that if Stephanie is sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom."
Aunt Karens Moral « Result #4 on Mar 26, 2009, 9:00am »
The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment... Get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it.
The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories.
Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg-laying hens.
One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess."
"What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher.
"Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"
"Very good," said the teacher.
Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our family are farmers too. But we raise chickens for the meat market.
We had a dozen eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks, and the moral to this story is, "don't count your chickens before they're hatched."
"That was a fine story Sarah. Michael, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes, my daddy told me this story about my Aunt Karen.
Aunt Karen was a flight engineer in the Gulf War and her plane was hit.
She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whisky, a machine gun and a machete.
She drank the whisky on the way down so it wouldn't break and then she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops.
She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets.
Then she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. Then she killed the last ten with her bare hands."
"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"
"Stay the f#ck away from Aunt Karen when she's been drinking"
Violin Lessons « Result #5 on Mar 26, 2009, 8:38am »
"Daddy, can I learn to play the violin?" young Sarah asked her father. She was always asking for things and her father was not very pleased.
¡¡¡¡"You cost me a lot of money, Sarah," he said. "First you wanted to learn horse riding, then dancing, then swimming. Now it's the violin.
¡¡¡¡"I'll play every day ,Daddy." Sarah said. "I'll try very hard.
¡¡¡¡"All right," her father said. "This is what I'll do. I'll pay for you to have lessons for six weeks. At the end of six weeks you must play something for me. If you play well, you can have more lessons. If you play badly, I will stop the lessons."
¡¡¡¡"0. K. Daddy," Sarah said. "That is fair.
¡¡¡¡He soon found a good violin teacher and Sarah began her lessons. The teacher was very expensive, but her father kept his promise.
¡¡¡¡The six weeks passed quickly. The time came for Sarah to play for her father.
¡¡¡¡She went to the living room and said, "I'm ready to play for you, Daddy.
¡¡¡¡"Fine, Sarah," her father said. "Begin.
¡¡¡¡She began to play. She played very badly. She made a terrible noise.
¡¡¡¡Her father had one of his friends with him, and the friend put his hands over his ears.
¡¡¡¡When Sarah finished, her father said, "Well done, Sarah. You can have more lessons."
¡¡¡¡Sarah ran happily out of the room. Her father's friend turned to him. "You've spent a lot of money, but she still plays very badly. he said.
¡¡¡¡"Well, that's true," her father said. "But since she started learning the violin I've been able to buy five apartments in this build very cheaply. In another six weeks I'll own the whole building!"
My Lucky Day « Result #6 on Mar 26, 2009, 8:38am »
tell me what you saw that was so bad tell me all the reasons why you made me so sad i wish that i was like you and i'm sorry that i'm not at least i still have hope i guess that's all i've got [chorus]: i know you must be happy thrilled that i'm not there yet i know that i will make it make it good for me out here and soon i will be smiling everything will be okay i'll not worry anymore that will be my lucky day i wish that you'd seen something special 'bout me too that you would think of something else not just the way i look to you i don't see what you see how different can i be and why does it really matter i'm just being me [chorus]: i know you must be happy thrilled that i'm not there yet i know that i will make it make it good for me out here and soon i will be smiling everything will be okay i'll not worry anymore that will be my lucky day i don't see what you see how different can i be and why does it really matter i'm just being me
I will devour you Take all the pain away I cannot stay my hand From reaching out so that I can Empower you For all eternity It seems to ease my mind To know that you've brought Meaning to my life
Modern day world setting where you can play a member of the Blood: either a Vampire, Shifter, or Mage. In a city of five million people, a dark masquerade is being played out by the world's most deadly of creatures. Vampires, with their eternal blood lust; Shifters with the ability to change into animals and stalk the night; Mages who can control magic - the city streets have never been more deadly. But there is a danger even more deadly and terrifying than the Blood, creatures who were once human who have become Converted, and now must drink Blood to survive.
As darkness grips the world in passion, war, and intrigue, there is but one hope to survival: don't walk the streets of Blood City alone. You choose your race and stalk the streets, surrounded by a raging battle that has been going on for thousands of years. An eternal war concealed by the darkness in Blood City. http://bloodcitydark.proboards52.com/v45index.cgi
Mature Content Warning - Gamers 18+ only!
Note: This is NOT a Twilight site! No canon characters from anywhere please. All original characters and ideas. PM Admin for questions, concerns, or comments.
Sinful Tears « Result #10 on Aug 30, 2008, 11:45pm »
[†]The Story[†]
Over 800 years ago large wolf like beings roamed the soils of this earth. They were feared by the Indians of the land, but also worshiped for their strengths and abilities. The Indians gave them sacrifices from their sheep flocks and cow herds. The wolves accepted them, leaving alone the villages and people, but a new threat soon came.
White men were invading the lands and taking over everything. This angered the wolves and they began killing all on sight, but little the wolves knew of the weapons they had. Instead of running and fearing the wolves, they began to hunt them. They used guns and knives, something the wolves had never seen before, so they vanished into the woods. There they evolved, turning from Werewolves to Lycans. They were able to keep their human forms and were able to live among the people of the world, but the time they chose to re-emerge was one of the worst. Talk of witchcraft and magic was spreading, and how all who possessed it were to be burned.
The lycans feared for their lives, so they stayed hidden and secluded. Slayers were being trained to hunt down the unholy creatures of this world, but to the lychons relief they were spared. They had been forgotten, but it wasn't long until they were once again discovered. The people of the villages began to fear the night and the Slayers began to hunt the lycans. Most thought they could not hold human form, but it was soon learned they could and killings of lycans in their human forms began to be reported.
The Slayers began to hunt the lycans as their main creature and their race began to disappear. Many Slayers appeared at night, when a lycan had no choice but to change into the wolf-like creatures. With fear once again striking them, they ran into the forests and hid away from the world.
The emerged once more, able to keep human form and change at will; but different conditions had different effects on the lychons, so clans began to form. The clans were separated by jealousy and hatred for each other. The clans began to fight and feud over who was better. Their war raged on for years in the silence of the night. Eventually all hunting for those of the dark arts stopped – the Slayers went into a state of dormancy, waiting till the return of the Lycans.The Lychons again began killing off flocks and herds, but with the disappearances and strange noises of them fighting in the night the Slayers soon returned. They were better equipped and with more knowledge of their species. An all out war broke out between the races, one against the other.
Throughout time the two have fought and many have been killed, generations of father and son have taken their places in the war, but the lycans still feud with each other, killing off each other along with the Slayers. As time pasded the lycans had to go into secrecy, living away and in secrecy.The slayers began to create new weapons,one in perticuler they have used like drugs.Once injected this serem turns a lycan normal,and once their powers are gone the slayers fornce them into their school,and use them to learn more about the clans. In today’s world they still walk among us, along with Slayers, but with a new school that trains the Slayers, and The Lycan clans becoming more aggressive from the temptations of today, will the lycan race be able to survive? Who will be left standing in the end?
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