The streets of Stormshield were an utter wreck. Buildings were toppled, rooves were caved in, weapons were broken and scattered on the floor, and the blood of both demon and man were still being cleaned by various civil servants. Citizens were crying in the streets, mourning those lost in the...
A tall man sits before you. He's old, with a long grey beard and a balding head. His eyes appear tired, accentuated by the wrinkles lining many of his features. Still, he seems to be sharp, and he begins asking you questions with a voice that's surprisingly powerful despite his age.
Your name...
Here's the CS! Feel free to format it however you'd like!
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Role:
Appearance: (A brief description plus a picture if possible. Photos preferred over pics, but not required!)
Personality: (At least a paragraph, just to get an idea of their character)...
A glowing yellow moon illuminates the streets of Stormshield, the capitol city of Warshandein. Dark storm clouds are starting to set in, yet there are no signs of rain. There are hundreds of citizens standing outside of their homes and businesses, most of them brandishing weapons ranging from...
Hey everyone, I've been in the mood for an RP that centers around a band or two, and I wanted to see if anyone would be down for something? I have some ideas for plot that I'll list below, but I really want everyone person who participates in the RP to have a major influence on the story. I...
An tall man sits before you. He's old, with a long grey beard and a balding head. His eyes appear tired, accentuated by the wrinkles lining many of his features. Still, he seems to be sharp, and he begins asking you questions with a voice that's surprisingly powerful despite his age.
Your name...
In a cramped room located in the Underbelly of Dalaran, a small group of men and women are gathered around a large wooden table. It's dark and damp, and hardly a good meeting place, but nonetheless, those that have gathered here have important business. They are all either well-armed or...
Bright, neon lights glistened off the New-Chicago streets as the city's inhabitants explored the shops and restaurants of the upper district that made up a rather small fraction of their home. The flashing lights of probably the biggest party that the city had seen illuminated the sky, lights of...
Wednesday, December 18th, 2554.
Rain falls gently on a smooth glass surface. A man, likely in his late 50's, stands in his office, looking down at the city below. It's bright despite the late hour. Holoboards display advertisements for the newest products, the headlights of hovercars...
Hey everyone, thanks for checking this out. I'll make this brief, a RWBY RP that I'm a part of recently lost our 4th team member, and so now we're looking for a new one. We have just finished orientation at Beacon and are waiting to continue from there until after we have a new player. First...
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Corvo looked down the barrel of his gun again and eyed the amount of polish within it. Cleaning his weapons was a routine activity, made difficult because of the extra mechanics within it. It could be frustrating, sure, but he took some pride in his cleanliness. It made sure that his guns...
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Corvo leaned against the glass of the airship and looked out at the city below. His scarf fell to just above his waist and flowed slightly from the fans above him. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, while his hat was tipped just slightly forward. He looked around the ship...
Hi there, checking to see if anyone is up for a RWBY roleplay. We could follow either the plot of the series or create a new plot from scratch. Obviously each team needs a total of 4 people, so we could either have two characters each or this could be a 4-person roleplay. Comment if interested...
The Plot:
Taking place just a month after the destruction of Starkiller Base, the Resistance is continuing their fight to end the tyranny that is the First Order. Within the past week, reports have come in of a device that has the ability to predict the outcome of a battle with flawless...