Semi-Literate+ RPers Club [DEAD;NEW LINK IN FIRST POST]

[Toppyrocks]

Zmija, would it be humans? I don't know of a twist, but the plot sounds interesting.

[ossa di cervo]

Yea, humans. ^^ I've been obsessed with Steampunk lately. :3

[Clowesia]

Anyone want to come up with a "Living weapon" RP that I can join. xD Living Weapon as in, something along the lines of Soul Eater. x3 /But not a Soul Eater RP, something unique./ I just can't be arsed to make one myself.

[Lady Mekka]

Question: I'm considering making a steampunk RP.. The basic plot line is that you were in a huge war and you got hit, had a huge black out and the doctors did the whole freezing of the body stuff, and you wake up in a different time. You think its the past due to the Victorian era you see, but it's really the future with all the odd Steampunk machinery. Then you learn that sometime after the war, technology basically collapsed and now you're trying to find a way back to the past or just trying to fit in.

That isn't the exact plot, but thats the basic outline. If anyone has some interesting twist they would like to offer (Rather then just, "Now you're trying to find your way home!") Feel free to offer.

But anyhow, my question was that if anyone would join if I did put it up.

*Waves hand frantically* I'd join! I'd join! I'd join!

[ωιитєяfℓу]

I've made a semi-lit Eragon rp, and I've worked on it for a **long** time. I'll get a link up in a sec, I finished it yesterday. Please take a look and see if you'd like to join - I really do not want it to die after I've spent so long on it.

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[Kites]

Ohmygoshohmygosh yes please Unknown Child!

[Bartimaeus]

What do y'all thinkk of this so far?
WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE LIKELY TO GET OFFENDED BY JOKES ABOUT CHRISTIANITY, OR IF YOU ARE A VERY PATRIOTIC AMERICAN(I am neither patriotic, American, or a Christian).

Enjoy!



Sucks to Halloween! I hate this damned holiday, and all those stupid trick-or-treaters fishing for free candy on that one day of the month. They're making us look horrid, that's what. Us monsters, devils, witches and demons of the night. They're making fun of us, that's what! Stinky little brats, snotty-nosed kids, scoffing down handfulls of sweets, chocolate and all sorts. Why? Because some idot decided to turn our night, All Hallows Eve, the day when we're supposed to get our celebration, our time for fun and mischief, into some stupid holiday for little children!

Honestly! I mean... Honestly! Why should they get to celebrate the day we get to wreck everything? I know it doesn't make much difference, but it sure annoys the s*** out of me! And it's not just me... All my friends down here in the Underworld, we've been waiting all year for this day. The day where we're allowed out of our hollow prison in Hell to cause as much havok as we like, to get up to all sorts of nonsense and mayhem! Then we're locked up again for the year, those bloody saints! All Hallows Day... Ooohhh.... I'm so scared. It's just as usual, but I still don't get why these sorry little brats need to ruin our fun, dressing up like us, mocking our ways! It's not like we even like that sugary substance they beg and plead for every year. We don't need to eat, and never have done!

Ooohhh.... don't even get me started on that photo. Yes, that one up there, just at the top of this. Ugh... Some chubby, stumpy little thing with a camera phone and fake devil's horns snapped it of me whilst I was out late on Halloween. Don't know how the hell he could've spotted me. I mean, we're invisible to the rest of the mortal world, yet we appear in photos.

Shrugging this strange occurence off, I continued to make my way through the crowded streets, seeing the screeching children, all dressed up, ready to go fill their bags to the brim with sweets and lollies till their arms ache. Some of 'em aren't even in scary costumes. Counting on my fingers(Okai, so I don't technically HAVE fingers, but our kind can congure up some if we want), I figure throughout the night I saw about 38 fairies, 23 princesses, a couple of bunnies, and one rather overweight child dressed as a French Baguette. Things used to be so different centuries ago, before all this Halloween nonsense spread like swine flu, infecting countries all around the world.

Before, it was All Hallows Eve, the night when us creatures, ghouls and goblins would come out and scare the hell out of the townsfolk. Is it just me, or are people getting stupider and stupider, as well as harder to scare?

I mean, they'd sit there, huddling their childeren through the night, back in medival times, begging for All Hallows Day to finally arrive. I remember snickering down the cobble-stone streets with all my 'pals', floating mid-air and peering through the walls at the scared little childeren as the night went on. Ahhh..... Bliss. Where have the days like that gone? Down the sink, along with the rest of humanity, presumably. They are such thick creatures, mortals, aren't they?

Anyway, enough babbling. I've been sat here long enough explaining the ups and downs of All Hallows Eve, or 'Halloween'. Whisting and a-wondering, walking down the road I ponder over the tasty childeren that pass by. Agreed, I did just say that I don't eat. Well, we don't HAVE to eat. Certainly not sweets anyway... But don't worry. Those plump little things'll be filled with callories by the dozen, a trillion E-numbers, and probably half a ton of pure fat. Kids these days... None of 'em would be any good for my indegestion either. It always happens to me on Halloween...

Grinning, I stared down into the emptiness. It was now around eleven or so, and I only had about an hour left out to do whatever the f*** I like before I'm shut away again for the year. Sighing, now in a rather glum mood I sat on the edge of the pavement, still staring into the emptiness and fog. The night was growing short, and I was wasting my damn time sitting here and staring into space! Get up! I yelled to myself through thought, though my body paid no attention. I still had a migrane from earlier, when two sticky-faced chubs crawled up to me and started singing. The little nitwits...

Somehow I couldn't break that gaze. All I could do was stare... And stare... And stare... And stare. How pequliar, I thought again. As the gentle breeze kissed my fur lightly, I sat once more, motionless apart from the gentle sway and bob of my head in the wind. A broad smile suddenly stretched across my face, as I realised what was lurking before me, into the streets and blackness. It was far too dark for me to see on this plane of sight, but like I could be bothered to change my vision until now. Eventually I heard the squeaky little voice in my ear once more as she stepped from the shadows.

"Hello CandyCorn." She snickered at me. Generally, Sylimna had a habit of bursting into a fit of giggles each time she tried to muster out my name. Yes, CandyCorn. Don't laugh, that's it, okai?! I don't know what Candycorn is either... Some stupid American sweet, presumably. It's not my real name. More of a nickname I picked up after deciding to travel to the US. Lazy bunch of... Mumbling to myself I looked up once more, staring directly into Sylimna's shallow hazel eyes. She stretched herself out, now taking up her favourite form once more, a small, 'innocent' and skinny cat with wide, electric blue band of fur round her neck, and a mouth to match. The vain and deeply irritable feline paused for a second, yawning slightly as she stretched herself out, mid-air.

Poking my tongue out at the familiar witch, I sat down and paused for a second. She snapped her fingers, and a fat severed head came floating along, in her attempt to impress me. I rolled my eyes, rather predictably. She was useless, and a general nuescence.

"Why are you even here?" I asked dully, not a smile in sight on my part. She was boring me, to beyond death, as in fact, I was never alive. A broad grin spread across her face as she showed off her large teeth and fangs, once more, I was surely 'green with envy'. Or perhaps not. Sarcasm is certainly one of my many talents.

"I could ask you the same thing." She began to mince up to me, her fur ristling slightly against the tree we were floating next to. Our kind tend to fly, or float. We don't have to, but walking is for mortals and the extremely boring. Once more, my eyes rolled ackwards into my head, and came up from the other side. Another one of my many... talents. Safe to say, I could do anything if I chose. I'm just that amazing. Modesty, is but another of my many talents, along with that sarcasm coming back again.

"Oh, I truely love your capability to lie." I clapped my metephorical hands, my face still as blank as ever. "Now why are you wasting my time?" I began to snarl. "I've only got a bit left of All Hallows Eve, and you're ruining mine. Now scram before I dice that puny brain of yours." Her face began to twist as her smile faded away into a wrinkled frown and scowl, plastered right across her brow.

"Oh come now, Candy..." She purred, a smile of pure evil stretching across her mouth.

"Don't call me that. They're called bloody sweets. Not this 'candy'. Sweets! And they're disgusting little snacks for brats and twits. Now bugger off!"

"But it suits you..." She smiled, in a false pout, delierately trying to wind me up. Tutting, I realised why she was really here. To enjoy Halloween, of corse, by p***ing the hell out of me.

"No, it doesn't." I blinked quietly at her, my face still as long and straight as it was before. "Now please leave me be! I have things to get on with before the night ends..." I muttered back at her in a dull tone.

"Like what?" She purred curiously, deliberately wasting my times. She began to play with the stray fur about my ghostly face, annoying me even more as a low and deep growl began to emmerge from the back of my throat. If she wasn't careful, I'd... Well, you don't want to know what I'd do. But, since I was a 'gentlemen' I wasn't about to engulf and swallow her escence just yet.

"Is that honestly anything you need to know?" I asked in return, noticing that neither of us actually seem to answer the other's question directly. She smiled once more. Honestly, that creature could probably muster up a smile for every occasion and emotion. I hate people like that. They annoy me terribly, as do... well, everything else, basically.

As the Autumn leaves fluttered down from the trees like buterflies in Spring, I rolled my head back lazily, watching them tumble down from above. Perhaps if this insessant thing would leave me alone I could get some peace for once. Surprisingly enough, I didn't actually fancy going around, up to my usual tricks and mayhem this Halloween. I just wanted some peace... and quiet, away from everything that reminded me of Hades the Underworld, Cerberus, the rest of the Hell Hounds, and all of those other demons that share eternity with me down there.

But of corse, that wasn't going to happen.

Sylimna purred again, rubbing her fur up against mine, and bristling against me. I shoved the girl off, now in an even worse mood, as the silence was broken. I looked down, seeing little kids scramble underneath us in the streets as we floated. It seems as if one of them had dropped their trick-or-treaters bag. And like I gave a damn.

I know so far it seems as if this is going no-where, ranting and babbling on about sweets, and holidays, and saints, and hell, and blah-de-blah-de-blahdeblah... But bear with me. My physcotic madness does have it's methods.

"Look, I'm in a bad mood already. Either you can scarper or...." I smiled triumphantly. "Or I'll start calling you Alice."


The rest of the plot continues as follows:
~ Fight against Cerberus + A few other Greek creatures
~ Alot of swearing about God
~ It pokes alot of fun at saints and angels
~ Candycorn meets Jesus on one instance, and Jesus takes the form of a white bunny with chibi wings and a halo.
~ There's no such thing as the devil - That's just something God made up to scare little kids.
~ Candycorn and Alice(Sylimna) loathe 'supporters of god' considering that they're helping the 'lazy old git'(not my words - Candycorn's) that locked them up in Hell.
~ He hates humans in general - especially Americans
~ He hates modernised things

What do you think? I'm really worried this'll offend some people... :S

~Barty

[ωιитєяfℓу]

I really like it, I found it quite funny (note: I am not a Christian though I used to be in the early Primary years). Well done!

It may offend some people though...

[Clowesia]

Omg.
I found this saved in my draft section on my messages.
It's been there probably since I started CS, I had completely forgotten about this RP idea.
It sounds awesome. >:I

Amaury-Aimé Ruel, has the singing voice of a beast, used to keep monsters known as "Cosmaruri" - (Romanian for Nightmares) away from the city of El Aroux. Hidden by the shadows, this is the story of how he and his cohorts save the city night after night from the god-awful beasts that lurk beyond the city walls.

I know it was inspired by the manga "Ningyou Kyuutei Gakudan" or "Orchestre Royal de Guignols." it's an awesome manga.
If I have time, I'm totally going to try and get this RP going.~<3

[Kites]

I'm in the middle of writing a story, so I could try and make it an RP...although it would have to be a one on one... I', still working on it.