Sunbather's Plaza

[macathan]

Do I see a...


Chloe Price FAN!?

 

[Sunbather]

[QUOTE="Lilah Tunth]
Do I see a...
Chloe Price FAN!?

[/QUOTE]
You are seeing THE Chloe Price fan!

 

[macathan]

@Sunbather


Yay for Life is Strange!

 

[Sunbather]

cvlt shit

• Intro
• The Roleplay
• The Characters
• Where This Roleplay Can Go

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  Somewhere in one of New York’s gentrified corners, a small Café called “cvlt shit” attracts a peculiar crowd. A haven for those fed up with chain-store atmosphere, general hipsters and connoisseurs of fine coffee, this coffeeshop scores with its gritty design, unconventional music and quality products. Somewhere in a booth, blurred by the sanguine light of an oil lantern and the silhouette of a fishing net, a young man with giant gauges sips on his cup while his friend bobs her head to the crescendo of droning post-rock playing in the background. The dusty milkglass lets through an orange cone of light, revealing specs of dust floating around. The annular counter is made of wood and suits the lumberjack-looking man behind it. A pile of novelty decoration and plants gives the impression of a souvenir shop or a bazaar.
  
  
  It’s ironic really. Despite being so up-to-date on fashion, culture and art, none of them would dream of what is about to happen in just a few minutes. And a few of them will have to deal with the realization that they aren’t as unique as they thought they were…
  
  
  In fact, they’ll come to see there are seven people just like them. And they’re all in this very café. The Strangers awake.
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  This roleplay will follow eight citizens of New York into their favorite hang out. They will discover the supernatural potential that slumbers deep inside of them, but most importantly they will fight for their survival and, in the process, the safety of the entire city. Legends, fables, mythical creatures and abilities that'll make Paranormal Activity seem like child's play.
  
  
  This RP is inspired by various supernatural shows, such as The Magicians, Lost Girl, Sens8, Jessica Jones, Supernatural, Sleepy Hollow and so on.
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  They may come from different places, upbringings, walks of life and generations, but they will have to band together in order to escape the looming danger. Wether you're young or old, African, Asian, Caucasian, Indian, Latino or whatever else - Someone's out to kill you, and you just found the only seven people who share your fate. You are a Stranger.
  
  
  The Strangers are a collective of eight people with a bloodline that has retained a connection to the supernatural throughout thousands of years. Strangers can only awake under unlikely conditions, leaving many with the predisposition oblivious to their ancestry. It follows that the awakening is a rare happenstance.
  
  
  A Stranger’s ancestry is or has been rooted in the supernatural - creatures referenced in legends, myths, religions and even some fairytales - and has retained its paranormal quality. For that reason, ones heritage decides what a Stranger turns out as. If the bloodline has come into contact with the supernatural in Asia, the off-spring might become an Okami. If it developed in Europe instead, they might become a vampire.
  
  
  All Strangers are humanoid, however, never fully feral, avian, reptilian etc.
  
  
  IMPORTANT NOTE:
  
  
  You are not required to play a stranger. If you wish to play a normal person, you can. The awakening is possible regardless of player cast.
  
  
  
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  There are several different routes this RP could get to the juicy bits.
  
  
  Option #1: Urban Hunt - The group would play a cat and mouse game with an antagonist. Meanwhile, they have to work with the struggles their daily life brings about and consider who they want to drag into their dangerous mess. Reclusiveness, false identities and detective work is required to get ahead.
  
  
  Option 2#: War of the Innocent - Large parts of New York are pulled into the mix, not only putting our heroes in danger but presenting the moral dilemma of deciding over casualities.
  
  
  Option 3#: Civilian Carnage - Similar to the second option, this route would force many situations where morals are grey. In this scenario however, the antagonist actively caused situations which will turn a majority of the state against you. This could come in the form of somehow bringing about new laws and exiling you to the extent of being chased down, a plague turning people into zombies or similar issues.

 

[Sunbather]

Page 73, Untheon Heiligschrift


"Before the first day, god looked down onto the world through the eyes in the moon and the sun. god saw the world and made it beautiful. Adornments, towers and statues, all clean and pure. god created the Jewel Cocoon, high above the sky, where the universe was laid, and the godchildren were sleeping in their cradles. When god lay to rest, the world blossomed.


When the first men came, the black bile followed. The world became tainted when they began to consider and think, to plan and scheme and deceive. Soon, the first victims of their savagery fell, and their souls seeped into the ground, nurturing something that was as dark as those of mankind.


The decline of humanity's mind clawed at the Jewel Cocoon, tearing apart its shell. Soon, the slumbering gods found themselves surrounded by the fragments of the Cocoon. Filled with rage, the gods descended upon the earth, where their judgement was to be awaited."

The land is freezing. The winters are harsh in this land, and endure for multiple seasons. To the west of Lupique, a decrepit gothic town famed for withstanding the winter's famine, a small fishing hamlet is located. Rain descends endlessly there, even in the winter, making the hamlet a dreary place. It seems the hamlet, however, is the only domain the ice avoids, with the snow melting along the beach. The grey beach itself is lined with wrecked feathers all year round.


The small community entertains a strained relationship with Lupique, whose noblemen tone down their animosity only for the fishermen's pickings. The fishing hamlet seems the lone gathering place for the Deep Slugs, small nacreous creatures. They are sought after by collectors and people of status alike, and the hamlets habitants are possessive of them, attacking outsiders trying to snatch some. Living with unending rain, opposed to the freezing the rest of the land endures, they have an edge that enables them to ward of intruders.


Further up north, just above the hamlet, three gargantuan trees stretch into the sky, their crowns barren. Large, black cocoons grow from within a knothole in each of the trunks.

Lupique itself has a murky history, and even those in the know are reluctant to share their findings. The strange relationship with the hamlet's fishermen, however, seems ancient. The otherwise immaculate houses, the slender, art-nouveau-styled towers and churches, and even the fountains are hung with ropes, earning Lupique the nickname of "Spider's Home". The populace seems unable or unwilling to muster the vigor to remove the countless strings, ropes, and nets. In fact, the city's citizens appear to regress, physically, further enabling the fishing hamlet to keep its position with ease.

Human life is sparse throughout the land. The hills, the valleys and most meadows are covered in powdersnow. The only life is found within tiny camps, often belonging to a single wanderer, lost without refuge in a city able to handle the winter. Recently, however, the population seems to rise and, oddly enough, finds itself diversified with outsiders. They wake up, void of recollection as to how they got there and what their life was before finding themselves here. They remember who they are, they remember being on a ship, and they remember the darkened sky. They quickly assimilate, usually. The threat that looms throughout the lands is indiscriminate, and forces one to grow into the local way of life.


High above the earth, nestled into the sky, floats a milky, translucent shell, half of it broken. Shards are clearly visible against the darkened sky. Anyone willing to interact with an outsider knows the significance.


The gods are coming. For all of us.

 

[Sunbather]

● the truth:


What if there was an objective truth to our lifes? To our beliefs? What if someone knew all these truths; Or rather knew how to verify them and every imaginable aspect of human existence? Of the universe? Would you want to know? And what price would you be willing to pay for that knowledge, if it tempts you?


These questions drive many people. But when coming across the possibility of it becoming reality, most people dismiss it. So what would YOU do if you found a flyer on the post? A sticker on a corner shop? Right now, you're at the station. The asphalt is grey, the walkways a grey, and the sky is grey, too. An occean of identical looking busses drives in and out. A train drives into the connected station nearby. You can see it slither into the station in the background. Where were you headed anyways? Is it more important than a chance?


The flyer reads "I'm not a conspiracy theory idiot. Please believe me. They are real. The illuminati. The Freemasons. The ones behind the ones. The shadow organization. They exist. And I can prove it."


The sheet is simplistic. At the bottom, an adress and a date are listed. A gathering perhaps? But it's nonsense, right? Unrealistic. You wouldn't mess up your scheduele for this, would you?


So maybe you should get on the bus and sit down? The driver's looking at you and the few people behind you. I think he's been calling you, but you were lost in thought, it seems.


Hurry up.

 

[Edric Yuma]

I would totally be down with doing a Zombie roleplay with you!

 

[Sunbather]

What is this site, even?


Nah. I'm out. Bye.