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Keep in mind that I'm stll pretty new at this, expect some inconsistencies and weird points of confusion or something of the sort ^^'

RolePlay

You are one of the very few immortal beings from the birth of humanity, unable to die in any sort of way. Your wounds heal much quicker than the average human, even wounds that have blown you to smithereens. At first, some of you thought it as a gift. You were praised by those who knew you, and you were able to do so much more than them. As time went on, you realized how much of a curse it was, some earlier than others. You were being forced to watch as the world aged without you, seeing loved ones die, wars ensue, everything. Then, just as you thought your misery couldn't get any worse, you were forced into an experiment in the early 1900's with everyone else of your kind.

It started as a simple offer, a group of scientists with advanced technology asking if you would partake in a small experiment. Some rejected it, some accepted the offer. Either way, everyone who was sent a letter was taken out of their homes and thrown into hell. This is where everything changed, nothing would be the same for any of you after that. You were forced into torment, every day was torture to live through. Some went insane because of it, in fact, most of you did. After a long, painful time of torture, they began to use you as murderers, taking advantage of your fear and insanity to mold you into assassins. It was decades until you were free of it, they began to die off and you were left with freedom. The question is... what do you do with it?

This is where the story begins, the last of the immortals have been freed and are left to try and find their way back in the world.


Rules

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1. PH rules apply
2. This is a semi-lit roleplay, try to keep your posts 3-5 sentences at a minimum.
3. I encourage you to make up your own story, but try to keep the main elements mentioned a part of it
4. No power-playing or insane powers. You are allowed to have enhanced abilities, but keep it something simple and not too powerful. An example is enhanced speed and strength, or possessing an artifact of legend or something. That said, try and keep the power level between all the characters equal.
5. Please try and be active, notify me if you are unable to post for a while
6. Any plot-changing events should be pal-paded to me to confirm
7. Just have fun, but keep in mind that this is a more mature RP, expect serious moments
8. Don't take advantage of any rules I haven't added, like I said, I'm new to this.
9. Remove everything in parenthesis, that is the password

Form

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Name:
Gender:
Appearance (include the age they appear to be):
Personality:
Backstory (optional, but highly recommended):
Other:

My Form

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Name: Syrai
Gender: Female
Appearance: She has the appearance of a 17 year old girl, who once looked as though she was quite astounding. She still has her dirty blond hair, but her medium-light toned skin had been nearly stripped from her and replaced with prosthetics. None of her limbs remain, and they are instead 2 pairs of highly advanced, human-like metal arms and legs. Syrai stands at 5'6 and appears to be significantly malnourished, but she covers it up with baggy clothing that she uses to hide herself. Her jade-green eyes have dulled over the centuries and now appear to just be a soft pale green.
Personality: Before the experiment, she was quite easily attached to others and their deaths affected her greatly. She also tried to be the positive one, not letting her boredom or suffering get to her. In the end, she would break down every time she was alone, wishing for an escape. She would often doze off, or lose attention very easily as well. After and during the torture, she was completely filled with hatred and a need to please her boredom. She would have random fits or bits of laughter, accompanied by the constant hate of those who looked at her funny. The rest is tbrpd
Backstory: At first she was one of those who were loved for being immune to pretty much everything. She grew close to those that knew her, living a wonderful life for a while. Soon, they died, and then it repeated with the next generation. She grew close and had a wonderful life with them, but the memory of the ones before still lurked in her mind. Then, the next generation died and the process continued. In the end she couldn't handle it, she just wanted death. She attended many wars and battles, not having much of a care anymore. She attended most major events in history, some to hopefully find enjoyment and others to hopefully die. During the middle of the first World War, she had received a letter. It was a request, one she was wary at first about. The 2nd letter came soon after, which convinced her to accept. She hoped it was something she could find enjoyment from. At first, the torment wasn't as bad as the pain she had experienced before, but it got worse each day. Since she was one of the first to join, she got one of the worst treatments. She had experienced 46 years of torture, and 32 of them had her being a ruthless murderer. Now that she has her freedom, she isn't sure on what to do. Further details will be roleplayed.
Other: I'll be going into further detail with her personality and backstory in the rp, everything mentioned was before she was freed

[spoiler]

"𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑, 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢.
𝑇𝘩𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑖𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒?
𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑎 𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟,"
⸸ basics

✞ - [ Designation ] [ 1034 ]
✞ - [ Birth name ] fenrys voronova
✞ - [ Nicknames ] the raven
✞ - [ Age ] appears 28 years old, actual age unknown or undisclosed
✞ - [ Gender ] cismale, he/him/his
✞ - [ Sexuality ] closeted bisexual
✞ - [ Origins ] unknown ethnicity, presumed japanese or middle eastern

⸸ species information

historythe shaliz'na, as they were called, did not deviate much from the normal human appearances, save for a few key differences. being an avian race, they have large wings, talons and avian-like eyes. their sight and hearing is a lot sharper than a normal human.

⸸ backstory

historyx

⸸ psychology

historyx

⸸ stats
historyquote here

statisticsstrength ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsstamina ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsspeed ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsagility ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsmedical knowledge ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticscombat knowledge ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticssocial skills ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsfaith ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticspain tolerance ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsloyalty ☆☆☆☆☆
statisticsmental stability ☆☆☆☆☆

⸸ unrelated trivia

historyhere

"Just Give up. I did a long time ago."

Name: Admin / Case file 14, "The unwilling killer"
Gender: Male
Age: appears to be in his mid-twenties, but is really thousands of years old
“Hah... well, you better treat your elders with more respect.”
Appearance : he has bright red and orange hair, the color of fire in a fireplace, and his eyes are a dark red, though his eyes used to be a bright red. his right eye is covered by an eyepatch, stained a faded red with blood. he has his mouth in a constant smile, albeit one that tells a tale of centuries of sadness. he wears a baggy dark gray hoodie, stained with blood at the edges of his sleeves and around his general chest area, along with a few small cuts on the arms.. His right arm is replaced with an advanced metallic, silver arm. he wears black fingerless gloves, and he wears black baggy pants. His shoes are a dulled white, and is scuffed and dirty.
Personality: He gave up trying long ago. He's fallen into a downward cycle of depression and anger at the world, at himself. He views his immortality as a curse, but has decided to at least help those who have not become like him.
‘Hey, I made an oath a long while ago to protect people like you.”
Backstory: though he was once loved for being immune to many things, becoming a well trained soldier, he grew quickly arrogant. one night, a group of people murdered his best friend, and sent him down a downward spiral of revenge. he ruined lives and was blinded by his arrogance but when it came to killing someone, he could not do it. He isolated himself, and did not come out of his house for weeks at a time, only coming out to gather food or water. when he was contacted to go to the lab, he didn't care. he'd been alone for centuries, afraid that if he did make friends or loved ones, they may turn out like his friend from so long ago. he didn't want to ruin lives. so he went, willingly. he let them experiment upon him, but in there, he found people like him, who hadn't given up. so he decided to make a promise to himself. to help these people in any way he could. He was one of the first immortals to be contacted, and was a willing subject. People now consider him a freak, and are scared of him, due to his past as a killer.
Other: he is highly proficient in hand-to-hand combat, Bladed weapons and projectile weapons. He also has a slight british accent, and can sense when something is going to happen. He is one of the oldest immortals, existing since the dawn of mankind.

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@admin accepted
@immortes accepted

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Name: Elam, "The Distant Destroyer"
Gender: Male
Appearance: Elam stands at about 5'7," a fair height for his looks of age. On that same note, Elam appears to be no older than twelve, his eyes the only thing that could truly give away his true age of many centuries. Where his skin is soft and young, and his nose is small and rather fair, his eyes seem distracted and permanently troubled. The blue eyes in question sit under a long assortment blonde hair, which seems either very bright or terribly dark, depending on the light. He appears German in race, the blond hair and blue eyes fitting to the stereotype.
Personality: Elam is very quiet and distracted, his eyes often going out of focus when others are speaking. Originating from Germany, Elam is surprisingly warm, turning against the stereotypes. However, he does seem very direct and unfeeling, likely due to the experiments and confinement, as well as the assassinations he was trained for.
Backstory: Elam has a very steady hand, as he learned very soon in his lifespan. That helped him not only to draw maps, but also to use long ranged weapons, when they came about. From there, he started to make a name for himself, both positive and negative. A mapmaker, a ranger, and a youth. He challenged many to shooting contests, often makings his target quite a bit farther away than his opponent's. He also seemed to be a trickster, occasionally making his maps incorrect in some small way, just to try and mess up who ever was using the map. Of course, that was only sometimes. he was named "The Distant Killer" at first, being able to fire a weapon at anything that seemed to need being shot. As technology advanced, however, Elam did not. The musket was, in his opinion, too short-ranged and inaccurate. That lead to him using a bow and arrow until further advancements in technology changed his preference to firearms.
Other: Not Applicable

@panzer accepted

alright, once immortes finishes i believe we can go ahead and start. is everyone ok with a group chat being set up for the rp?

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@Daiko I'm fine with it :>

(Also just wanna say this seems so fun ngl ive been wanting to do smth like this.)

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"How much time has passed doesn't matter
Surely there will be things that can't be changed.
Determine the correct or incorrect on your own
Within the distorted world & unnecessary interference"

Name: No. 9958 (Jiu)

Gender: Fluid | Any Pronouns

Appearance: Having cycled through so many disguises, even it doesn't remember its original appearance. Currently, it wears the skin of a man that is listed to be in his mid to late twenties though he looks much younger. It wouldn't be odd to find Jiu's current skin in the dark mangy dumps of an unknown alleyway, hair stylized into a messy rat tail of flyaway black hair that shimmer gold in the right lighting. His skin is pale enough to let anyone know that he's a shut in, rarely letting the sun tan it. In contrast, his gold eyes are bright and piercing, giving him an air of other worldly eeriness that would unsettle anyone but they always seem kind enough. Probably.
In this skin, Jiu sports a grunge sort of biker vibe with black and gold being the primary colors. Leather jackets, high waist skinny jeans artfully painted over with dragon and kintsugi motifs, sleek combat boots, everything about this skin screams bad boy down to the heavily pierced ears. His clothing is primed for a motorcycle, warm yet light clothes that can help keep the rider warm while hurtling through the streets. Who knows how it got the multitude of jewelry that knocks against each other whenever it walks, but its there. It almost makes him look like a douche bag but somehow he still carries a refined air

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Personality: Perhaps there was a reason why it was always so paranoid. Jiu doesn't like socializing much and often keeps to itself, preferring to indulge in personal hobbies rather than the matters of the world. It is awful at communicating it's thoughts though. It is skittish and distrusting, disregarding the words of others with an expressionless and unfriendly face but it loves rarely and fiercely, its attitude comparable to a dragon defending to the death its treasure. It's current skin, however, is as a DJ track mixer by the stage name of Yashura who always draws a big crowd. Fans swear that Yashura is the sweetest cinnamon roll ever even if he is a bit awkward and soft spoken off stage.

Backstory: Once, Yasha had been an actual person. Someone with dreams aspirations, likes, dislikes, and the biggest personality Jiu had ever seen. Yasha was a genius and Jiu was drawn to his brilliance. Jiu constantly changed its appearance and profile, starting from scratch every few generations but Yasha captivated its attention and it impulsively barged into Yasha's life while taking up the moniker of Shura. The two lived together and began to produce music together under the joint name of Yashura, two demonic musicians who took the musical scene by storm and created the best few years of Jiu's life. It was this fame, however, that proved to be it's undoing as Yasha was severely maimed in order to coerce Jiu to join the experiment. Perhaps because of its timid nature, Jiu broke easily under the torture and was one of the more loyal experiments, following orders without question as it's mastery over poison made it's killings virtually untraceable. When it was finally free from the experiment, the first thing it did was find Yasha again only to find a decrepit headstone. Yasha had been its first murder after all
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Other: Baby Boy Baby

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@tsukoyomi accepted
that backstory though :')

@admin glad to hear it!

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I'm fine with it!
Also like admin said I was waiting a long time for this, since this is so canon for aelin ^^

Name: Varroa, Witch of Execution.
Gender: F
Appearance: Varroa appears to be a young girl in the body of a woman in her twenties. She has shoulder-length white hair with the end curled up. Her eyes are violet and pierced while they are illuminated under the sun. She usually wears a purple suit with a white collar and a single green gem in the center.
Personality: Varroa is a carefree young lady with a typical teenage girl personality, who prefers to do things at her own pace. She sleeps on a whim and rarely bothering to do anything unless when truly necessary. Underneath her friendly attitude, which could make some people forget about her psychopathic nature, she rarely expresses any compassion for all the deaths she has caused.
Backstory: She burned all reports about her past.
Other:
- She mainly uses kusarigama.
- She will sing a lullaby while going on a killing spree.

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"Darkness allows us to understand others, to see what they value when they believe no one else is looking."

Calverus
Cal
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Basics
Species: Sith Pureblood
Gender: Male

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Description

Appearance: Calverus has dark red skin, as well as all the appendages attatched to every Sith pureblood. His eyes are a bright yellow, the color sometimes filtering past the darkness of his helmet. The helmet is designed to fit over his appendages, with small horns protruding from the sides of his forehead. The helmet is also equipped with filters. He appears to be around 29 years old.
Defining Features: 4 fingers, 4 toes, left-handed, scars by mouth.
Personality: Calverus appears to be a solemn, cold figure with little care for the lives of others. Truthfully he'd like to be that person too. Granted, he tends to be rather violent, the thrill of the battle and the carnage left behind very familiar to him. However, Calverus had been born with a kind heart that struggled to fade even during his experience. Calverus occasionally will find other beings he enjoys being around and quickly grows attatched though he doesn't allow himself to show it.
Likes: Battle, cats, freedom
Dislikes: Authority figures, doing nothing

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History

Calverus has always been intrigued by the concepts of war and fighting, though it was mostly innocent. He liked to watch friendly spars and study the movements. He also understand how violence was sometimes necessary and never shied away from doing what it took to resolve conflict. Then he found himself bested in combat even after years upon years of experience. He did his best to fight back and withstand their torture, but found himself struggling. Calverus grew more and more frustrated with his situation as time passed, and all he wanted to do was hurt the ones responsible for his pain. Then they died off. He felt cheated, robbed of his kills. He hasn't quite been able to get rid of this resentment.

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moving fenrys's form

@soup accepted
@vanto accepted

@immortes thanks, i appreciate it! and yeah, sounds good!
everyone has such interesting characters lol, can't wait to see them!

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This still open? 0:

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Hell yes!

yup! i usually don't close my rps anyway, and this one hasn't begun yet, so feel free to join!

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I'm still in school, so I'm not available for a few hours (like 6) each weekday. Would I still be able to participate even if I'm inactive for so long?

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sure! as long as you're able to post when needed, i think you'll be fine. i'm not on most of the day either, but i'll still try :')

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Accidental double post

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