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Post by Joffrey on Jun 11, 2017 20:12:35 GMT
Hello! If you are a new member- fill this out! This will determine whether or not you join the RP. We are a literate RP, thus request literate players! Three sentences is enough for us, really. Read on to see the application- but first, let's get a few things straight!
As you can see, discord is MANDATORY for this RP. Please be sure you have it!
Provide your discord tag. You may receive a friend request from Joffrey. Accept it if ya wanna join!
Due to our registration being restricted, you will post this as a guest. You MUST include the username you will be using to sign up. If usernames are unfamiliar, we will not accept it!
We request you have read the rules and basic information before you fill out this application. Click the spoiler to get started.
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Post by Joffrey on Aug 15, 2017 3:57:10 GMT
Discord Tag/User: example: xxxx#0000
Website User: (what you will use to register on website)
Character Name:
Character Gender: (male, female, other)
Preferred Residence: (new darwin, noxu-lyta, utu, moweg zero)
Provide a Roleplay sample. We prefer AT LEAST 3 sentences, and no less. Take your time!
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Post by Carter the Designer Soldier on Feb 26, 2018 16:36:06 GMT
Discord Tag/User: LaughingIdiot#5359
Website User: ^^^
Character Name: Carter (Last name unknown)
Character Gender: Male
Preferred Residence: (new darwin, noxu-lyta, utu, moweg zero) Uhhhhhh
Whichever has the most residents. Prolly New Darwin!
RP Sample:
A blaring siren filled the small apartment, at a frequency so ridiculously uncomfortable Carter could feel it rattling about in his skull in a way one could only describe as a rabid animal. If he had ever believed technology had gained sentience, it was in this very moment, with the alarm clock. Grabbing a pillow, the assassin smooshed it over his head only to discover it was not in the least bit effective against his opponent. Seconds stretched out into minutes of inaction.
Glass smashed into the street down below, showering about a mangled scene best described as a crime of passion. A smoking bullet hole disfigured whatever brand the alarm might have been, and the impact of falling three stories had all but destroyed its surface, suffering every conceived method of damage except the actual destruction of the device. The little old lady that had been making her way over the street stood quite still. Staring at the clock that had fallen a few steps to her right, shaken and clutching her purse, she listened to its piercing alarm, "Dear me," She mumbled to herself, "I remember when this street wasn't full of those pesky hooligans." After a few moments of flustered silence, she shuffled off.
Carter drank three cups of coffee, and than brought another one with him as he dragged himself down the street in the clothing he could still afford. He wore nothing fancy, just no name brands that he had picked up at the local supermarket that were neither stylish nor ugly, just plain. When his coffee ran out, he pulled out a little packet of instant coffee powder, and mixed it into his water bottle. He than drank that as he walked down the streets of the slums. John said his coffee addiction was going to bite him in the ass, if anything was going to do that, he was at peace with it being coffee. Today was the day, today would _finally_ be the day he actually got a job. Being an assassin hadn't been paying his medical bills lately, and with the ever fear of what would happen if he could no longer get it started to kick in he decided it was time to hang up his pride.
"Hello, welcome to Saladsmart, how may I help you today?" A young man sat behind the counter, drawling out every word with a sort of tired exasperation that you only really saw in movies.
"Hello there," Carter replied curtly, and placed down his resume. "I'm here for the part time job opening."
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Post by Muramia on Feb 28, 2018 3:56:00 GMT
Discord Tag/User: Muramia #3387
Website User: Muramia
Character Name: Elise Heinberg
Character Gender: Female
Preferred Residence: New Darwin
RP sample:
The sun filtered through the window, a languid and lazy ray making its way into the dimly lit room, making the many particles of dust that flew in the air visible as they passed through the light. The messiness of the woman sleeping inside of it was evident: the posters, old and yellowed by time, hanged loosely from the wall and many were slowly starting to peel off. Whenever anyone asked, Elise simply said that they had been in her family for generations, and that she wouldn't get rid of them even if the actual technology permitted her to have something that wouldn't ever get discolored by time itself. On the floor laid clothes from past days, alongside a robot that seemingly had ran out of energy because its owner hadn't bothered to maintain it charged, or maybe it had been damaged, it was unknown.
On the nightstand beside the large bed with dark covers was a pile of papers, organized neatly and held together by a paperclip to make sure none would slip away on accident. Pasted on the front page was the photo of a brunette woman with some freckles and warm amber eyes, smiling at the camera. It was a resume. On the bed laid the same woman, but she looked nothing like her picture: her hair, slightly wavy when she seemed to brush it, was more comparable to a bird's nest with how disorganized and frizzy it was. Her face was half buried in the pillow, probably hiding from the sun to remain in the land of the dreams; and the covers reached up to her waist, making it evident she hadn't even bothered to put her pajama bottoms (which were actually laying on the floor beside the bed) on. A loose tank top covered her chest, one of the straps falling down thanks to the cloth being pushed by her awkward position, and soft snores could be heard as Elise slept placidly in her little haven that was the warm bed.
But today was the day where she applied for a job and became an integral member of society. Today was the day where she'd be able to rub her new job in her brother's face, or at least, so she hoped. The alarm clock blared, an annoying sound that repeated itself until the brunette was half awake and using a lazy hand to practically slap the clock's alarm off, groaning loudly as she got up, yawned, and stretched her arms above her head. Lazily, she rubbed her face, blinked owlishly for a couple of seconds and muttered a quiet curse under her breath before she got up, bare feet stretching their toes when they touched the ground, and sleepily headed towards her bathroom, shedding her clothes on her way and opening the water to take a long and nice shower to wake herself up
Today was a new day, a new beginning... And if anyone tried to ruin it, she'd make sure to kick their asses until they felt sorry for themselves.
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Post by Joffrey on Feb 28, 2018 16:34:40 GMT
Discord Tag/User: Muramia #3387 Website User: Muramia Character Name: Elise Heinberg Character Gender: Female Preferred Residence: New Darwin RP sample: The sun filtered through the window, a languid and lazy ray making its way into the dimly lit room, making the many particles of dust that flew in the air visible as they passed through the light. The messiness of the woman sleeping inside of it was evident: the posters, old and yellowed by time, hanged loosely from the wall and many were slowly starting to peel off. Whenever anyone asked, Elise simply said that they had been in her family for generations, and that she wouldn't get rid of them even if the actual technology permitted her to have something that wouldn't ever get discolored by time itself. On the floor laid clothes from past days, alongside a robot that seemingly had ran out of energy because its owner hadn't bothered to maintain it charged, or maybe it had been damaged, it was unknown. On the nightstand beside the large bed with dark covers was a pile of papers, organized neatly and held together by a paperclip to make sure none would slip away on accident. Pasted on the front page was the photo of a brunette woman with some freckles and warm amber eyes, smiling at the camera. It was a resume. On the bed laid the same woman, but she looked nothing like her picture: her hair, slightly wavy when she seemed to brush it, was more comparable to a bird's nest with how disorganized and frizzy it was. Her face was half buried in the pillow, probably hiding from the sun to remain in the land of the dreams; and the covers reached up to her waist, making it evident she hadn't even bothered to put her pajama bottoms (which were actually laying on the floor beside the bed) on. A loose tank top covered her chest, one of the straps falling down thanks to the cloth being pushed by her awkward position, and soft snores could be heard as Elise slept placidly in her little haven that was the warm bed. But today was the day where she applied for a job and became an integral member of society. Today was the day where she'd be able to rub her new job in her brother's face, or at least, so she hoped. The alarm clock blared, an annoying sound that repeated itself until the brunette was half awake and using a lazy hand to practically slap the clock's alarm off, groaning loudly as she got up, yawned, and stretched her arms above her head. Lazily, she rubbed her face, blinked owlishly for a couple of seconds and muttered a quiet curse under her breath before she got up, bare feet stretching their toes when they touched the ground, and sleepily headed towards her bathroom, shedding her clothes on her way and opening the water to take a long and nice shower to wake herself up Today was a new day, a new beginning... And if anyone tried to ruin it, she'd make sure to kick their asses until they felt sorry for themselves. You've been accepted! I've sent you a friend request. Thank you for joining! |
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Post by Cait on Mar 28, 2018 7:34:45 GMT
Hello! If you are a new member- fill this out! This will determine whether or not you join the RP. We are a literate RP, thus request literate players! Three sentences is enough for us, really. Read on to see the application- but first, let's get a few things straight!
As you can see, discord is MANDATORY for this RP. Please be sure you have it!
Provide your discord tag. You may receive a friend request from Joffrey. Accept it if ya wanna join!
Due to our registration being restricted, you will post this as a guest. You MUST include the username you will be using to sign up. If usernames are unfamiliar, we will not accept it!
We request you have read the rules and basic information before you fill out this application. Click the spoiler to get started.
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Post by Joffrey on Apr 2, 2018 1:35:19 GMT
Hey there! If you're interested in joining, you need to fill out this application: Discord Tag/User: example: xxxx#0000 Website User: (what you will use to register on website) Character Name: Character Gender: (male, female, other) Preferred Residence: (new darwin, noxu-lyta, utu, moweg zero) Provide a Roleplay sample. We prefer AT LEAST 3 sentences, and no less. Take your time! Thank you! Sorry if anything was confusing haha! |
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Post by Odogaron on Apr 3, 2018 23:45:49 GMT
Discord Tag/User: Odogaron#5368
Website user: Odogaron
Character name: Dingo
Character Gender: Male
Preferred Residence: Unsure
Roleplay Sample
The tusks of the beast would slowly peak through the hooded clothing that shrouded his figure, though used to the wintery conditions, this lumbering creature seemed almost unphased against the bellowing winds that battered at him, his structure easily withstanding the beating that this planet, but alas it was in these conditions that he thought was best to train, to surrender his body and mind to the wilderness to remain centred and at one with his feral side. His oddly shaped physique resembled that of a upright kangaroo, though whilst his anatomy rung that way, the surface of his skin were lined with dazzling scales which seemed odd on a warm-blooded mammal such as himself.
A soft yawn would ring through the jawls of this warrior, his strange four-fingered paws slowly rubbing together in order to craft some warmth between them as he sat in his solitude, cross-legged against the frigid terrain beneath him, well in this place at least Dingo could find some peace of mind, ah yes New Darwin was such a loud place, and the forest was definitely no place for something as colourful as he, that darn desert was just too hot for his liking, this place at least, he would be camouflaged, his face hidden from familiar eyes. Not many could hack it out in the bitter cold after all, at least he hoped he hadn't been followed... There were many whom for the lack of a better term, wanted his kind gone.
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