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Post by The Rocketmen on Jan 20, 2022 12:33:05 GMT -5
 Welcome to the Fall of Castle Alaric. A new RPG fantasy game where we will explore the world of Alaric, after a devastating flood took hold of the city. We are here, ready to revisit the land of the lost, where families sank into the darkness, and a new community has taken hold of a once profoundly golden city.
Our participants will explore the secrets that lie beneath the ripples of the water, and search for the answers of what caused this wonderous city to find its roots tied to the darkness of the depths below.
Welcome Home.
To participate, please name a character. Build your profile by including the following details: 1. A short background of your character. 2. Name your weapon of choice. Nothing is off limits. 3. PM Me if you want your character to be "Good, Neutral, or Evil." Once all have confirmed their participation, we will begin. |
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Post by The Mighty Ducks on Jan 20, 2022 13:02:21 GMT -5
I'm in
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Jan 20, 2022 16:53:40 GMT -5
When you say nothing is off limits for a weapon.... let me get Iron Man's suit
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Jan 21, 2022 7:56:45 GMT -5
A land under water. Austin - i am iron man. Let's see how it goes works out for him cotton. _with_Hydro_Armor.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20131227163251) Someone didn't know about the Hydro suit. |
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Jan 21, 2022 10:40:06 GMT -5
Your player has to speak only in gifs again because that was hilarious. |
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Jan 21, 2022 11:32:31 GMT -5
Scientist: But sir, the device isn't ready yet?
Arthur: I think I know what I'm doing at this point, Norman. You don't make it as far as I have without taking risks! Now get the fuck out of my way.
The man steps aside, and Arthur steps in to his machine. The last thing he remembers is a blinding flash... and then darkness.
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Post by Team GAP on Jan 22, 2022 12:22:53 GMT -5
I am blurgle. I hold in my hands king tritons trident i am merfolk!
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Post by The Rocketmen on Jan 24, 2022 11:22:09 GMT -5
 The City of Justice. That is what they called it. It's true name was Clarity County, but what was once a near desert wasteland was now a rotten, overgrown, flooded swamp of a community where many of its citizens gave up as the decades brought with them an abundance of much needed water. Eventually, the water became all that it had, and would not stop. "It came up from the depth below, through the sand, softening the ground, then burying it with an azure dessert with waves that crashed newly developed shorelines," said the boat man. "And here, your purpose begins. You have all been called here to help. A great amount of coin paid to you as compensation to resolve the very question we have been unable to determine for hundreds of years." The boat man let that sit in the air for a moment as he waded around a small boulder that poked its head out of the water's top. "The question is simple. Why?" Skeletons of those who tried to survive the flood and keep their families and their businesses alive as they adapted to their new world were put on display, less as a warning and more to cement their dedication to this ruined place. "We need to stop it from continuing it's flood, from the ground shaking and threatening its next burst," the boat man continued. "Help us resolve this issue and you will have saved this God-forsaken place from itself. We are addicted to the misery." There was a ripple in the water next to the boat and the boat man returned his stick to the side, letting it drag at the top of the water. "He has come," he said. "He will join us, and is an excellent guide." Blurgle's head poked above the water as he slowly rose until only his knees were left under water. "Who are you talking to today?" Blurgle asked the boat man. The boat man looked back, staring at his empty boat, feeling the ghosts of the future in his presence. "I speak to those that can hear me, though they do not yet know that they are here," the boat man assured him.  |
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Post by The Mighty Ducks on Jan 24, 2022 13:54:08 GMT -5
Namne: jiff giff
Ability: Enhanced Hearing: Ability to hear sounds beyond normal limits.
bio: im lik 28. I strtd readin well at age 2 and reel well by age 4. was talkin ata 9th grad levl by ag 7. talkin and readn real good righ? so thn my fathr burnd my tong off. oh dads a chf. so he made this spiceyy thingg andit burned my tong right off my obdy. so thn i couldnt talk. i cold rite but i didnt lik it. or mayb i didnt learn caus i red so well so i dint ned to writ somethin olike that. so anywsy cant talk to nobody. but i lovd art. so i startd usin art to talk to peple and somtimes they knw what i wuz tryin to say and smetims not. so yeah. i cant talk but ill do thingss in gifs. and then u cna troy and figur out what i ws tryin to say. but iv got good hearings too!
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Jan 24, 2022 14:03:55 GMT -5
Namne: jiff giff Ability: Enhanced Hearing: Ability to hear sounds beyond normal limits. bio: im lik 28. I strtd readin well at age 2 and reel well by age 4. was talkin ata 9th grad levl by ag 7. talkin and readn real good righ? so thn my fathr burnd my tong off. oh dads a chf. so he made this spiceyy thingg andit burned my tong right off my obdy. so thn i couldnt talk. i cold rite but i didnt lik it. or mayb i didnt learn caus i red so well so i dint ned to writ somethin olike that. so anywsy cant talk to nobody. but i lovd art. so i startd usin art to talk to peple and somtimes they knw what i wuz tryin to say and smetims not. so yeah. i cant talk but ill do thingss in gifs. and then u cna troy and figur out what i ws tryin to say. but iv got good hearings too! No special weapon? |
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Post by Sons of Anarchy on Jan 25, 2022 9:14:50 GMT -5
Dr. William Bittlespark awakens in the sand, only to see a figure on a boat. He calls out to him:
William: Excuse me sir! I think I might be lost!
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Post by Team GAP on Jan 25, 2022 10:29:14 GMT -5
Blurgle says "where do i start?" Blurgle gets out of the water with trident in hand and starts walking to the nearest building... knocks on the door with his trident.. "Heeeelllooo!?!"
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Post by The Rocketmen on Jan 25, 2022 15:54:47 GMT -5
 DM:The Boat Man: "By the winds of mercy, I can hear them now. I can hear their trials and tribulations. There are whispers in the trees that echo the forgotten memories of our yesteryears. But these souls do not know that which they have already come to see. For merely a ripple in time can be reflected on these waters glassy surface. The sun has no hate, but still it burns into the crumbling walls of our ancestors homes. But soon, this too will be a memory. That, of course, I can only hope."
DM:Scientist: But sir, the device isn't ready yet? Arthur: I think I know what I'm doing at this point, Norman. You don't make it as far as I have without taking risks! Now get the fuck out of my way. The man steps aside, and Arthur steps in to his machine. The last thing he remembers is a blinding flash... and then darkness. There were noises, but nothing decipherable. The stale air tickled at Arthur's lungs. But soon, that air would run out, it's taste exhaled in his dying breaths. It was then Arthur learned that he might have some claustrophobia after all. It is only by the limits that we push ourselves that man truly learns who he is inside. Arthur struggled to move in such a confined space, but there seemed to be a pocket below, in the darkness, edged by concrete and rock. And there, for Arthur, was hope after all.
DM:Dr. William Bittlespark awakens in the sand, only to see a figure on a boat. He calls out to him:William: Excuse me sir! I think I might be lost! The boat man merely stood, staring at the shoreside, knowing truly that William was exactly where he was meant to be. The Boat Man: "I cannot help he who requires none. But you can help those who do."
DM:Blurgle: "Where do i start?" Blurgle gets out of the water with trident in hand and starts walking to the nearest building... knocks on the door with his trident.. "Heeeelllooo!?!" A thud. In the quiet of the rock, it's initial tap was merely a distraction, but the frequency of it's three knocks alerted he who was trapped inside that it was not the stone nor animals that caused the sound. For a moment, in the darkness, in his confined cell of stone, Arthur smiled. |
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Jan 25, 2022 20:39:40 GMT -5
Arthur: Hello!? Can you open the door? I seem to be stuck in here!
Arthur wiggles his way closer to what sounds like the exit, and attempts to push the door open.
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Post by Team GAP on Jan 26, 2022 14:16:10 GMT -5
Blurgle tries to open the door.
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