forum House of Chaos (RP as your characters, everyone is welcome)

Started September 10, 2020 by @bluebee55

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Gatzi looked around the room, a small smile on her face - one that did not quite reach her eyes. “Mm, well, may as well. My name is Gatzi; some people know me under different names, but that’s irrelevant. Though I..” She paused, in thought, but continued only a moment later. “..currently reside on Earth, I originate from somewhere more out of the boundaries of time and space. As for the year… 2032.” She was quite used to the idea of transporting herself through dimensions, though it was something she rarely did.

Korb stayed silent, lowering himself slightly. His tail curled in closer to his legs as he took a step back. There were so many people…so much information, though. His hazel eyes flick around the area - the left pupil almost seeming to leak into the iris, the right looking normal enough for a human. Earthling? Were some of these people born on Earth? There was only one human he’d met from Earth, and that was his..Father. He shook the memories away.

"Hello Gatzi," Colby forced a smile. She still was uncomfortable with the sudden changes and the mystery of this place, but she decided that no one was here to kill her. "You all are from the younger years of your planets. I'm from the year 3007 from the planet Ketvania."

Myra ran for the door, she wrenched it open and stumbled into the hall. Out. She needed to get out.

Standing awakwardlyto one side of the room Alys watched the others with suspicion and curiosity for a bit before taking a few steps toward the group. "since were all introducing ourselves. Hi im Alys, i am 20 years old, im from Alaska, and i go by they/them pronouns, i like art and photography, im not really sure what else to say about myself" they pause, and look around the room trying to collect their thoughts "i guess im pretty boring but i tend to socialize alot so if you have any questions about me feel free to ask i guess?"

Arwood landed heavily onto the hardwood floor with a loud bang. Pain tore through his side were it connected with something hard, and unforgiving. The are was snatched from his lungs, and he lay dazed for a second, the back of his neck growing red. Had he really missed the bed? Rolling over onto his back, he stared at the….wooden ceiling? Lunging to his feet, he caught sight of the forms of a crowd of people.
Instinctively, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and moved to the right, positioning the wall against his back, and facing the crowd. “Who are you?” He asked, examining the strange group around him closely. “Why am I here?”

Melanie offered a smile. "We… don't know. But we're stuck here for the time being. Alright, including sword boy, can we get a head count here? Maybe introductions, at least?" She offered. Mel turned to the newcomer. "Oh, and if you actually think about attacking anyone, I will not hesitate to shoot you. That being said, I'm Mel, nice to meetcha."

Colby instinctively placed her hands over her ears as another person appeared. The loud sound of him falling brought a sudden pain to her ears, even with her ear plugs in. She winced as a small headache formed in her head. "Damnit…" She muttered. "I thought people were done appearing." The throbbing pain in her ears slowly faded but the headache was more persistent and refused to dissipate. Colby thought her acoustic therapy was working, but the sound was still as painful as ever. Colby slowly removed her hands from over her ears making sure that the sound was gone.

"Yeah, not attacking anyone would be a good choice," Colby agreed with Mel. "We have truce for now."

Arwood turned slowly to look at the woman named Mel and grinned crookedly. It never reached his eyes.
“I am not a monster, lady, and do not attack people for no reason.” He removed the hand resting on his pommel. “As for my name, I am called Hemlock.”

Korb had no intentions of sticking around when new people were arriving quite often. The fear in his mind was more of, I must get out of this area, and he didn’t bother pushing that down. Though much to his dislike, his clawed feet were quite audible on the floor, clicking against it as he departed from the room of which most of the people were appearing in. There didn’t seem to be any exit from what he could see, so he placed his priorities on exploring the house and getting a feel for the surroundings.

Gatzi, meanwhile, stuck around. She remained silent as she observed everyone in the room, curious to know just who these people were. Though, they didn’t seem to know each other, much to her interest.

Myra couldn't find a way out, every door she opened led to another bedroom. There were no windows to break and escape through. She stopped searching only after she had opened the same door 3 times. She slumped against the doorway feeling helpless.

"cant find the exit?" Alys asked grimly "perfect, well might as well get confortable right?" they said in a lighter tone trying to rais the spirits of the group, "Hey did you find any thing resembling a common area, i feel like we should have a group meeting there, do a proper head count, and if need be assigne rooms"

(I'm running with the assumption it's okay for me to join, here's a brief synopsis of my characters and then I'll jump in.

Henry Jekyll/Edward Hyde: I made an adaptation of them and rolled with it. They use they/them pronouns and identify as genderfluid. They are basically gifted child burnout personified and are severely depressed, using substances as a coping mechanism for their problems. It is unclear whether they are one person in two bodies or Hyde being an extension of Jekyll, but they prefer to be treated as their own things when they get the chance as Hyde is incredibly mentally removed from basically everything Jekyll is. Hyde cannot science, but tries. Jekyll can science, but doesn't. They are currently stuck as Hyde, and can sometimes transform at will, but not as of the present. Jekyll is extremely tall, Hyde is unusually short.

Coralynn: A messed up science project that lead only to shame and misery. She is, effectively, a corpse. Except brought back to life through complicated reanimation stuff. She has few memories of who her body once was and doesn't want to know. Mom friend, but wine mom. Holds a grudge against her creator for making her a miserable monster, like all the others Victoria (creator) had made.

Hope that's good)

Edward Hyde, or… who were they? They were the short one, yes, still the short one. And where were they? Somewhere they shouldn't be, they reckoned, the place looked too fancy for them. How smashed were they? Enough to black out, at least. And find themself in a nice, nice house nothing like anything they'd seen before. Why not look around? They stood up, and immediately fell over. It looked like a kitchen, to them, and they were sitting in the back of the pantry.

Coralynn woke up in a bed that was not hers, in a room she had never seen before. She got up and began to look around, finding the door and shambling out into the common area. When she found others, she hid, not wanting them to see her monstrous form. Not wanting them to react like all the others had, with fear and violence.

"Common area… sure." Myra nodded a little wincing. Her head hurt. Everything hurt, but she turned around and went to look for the right door.

(( May I join?

(yeah it says everyone is welcome :))

Alys opened several doors slightly, each held a random room, one seemed to bee a greenhouse area where something that appeared to be sunlight showed through the slightly cloudy glowing walls, they noticed there was no natural light anywhere else in the house, they shut the door and opened the one across the hallway. "this place is huge" they said quietly looking into the room, inside was a dimly lit library area, books filled the dark bookshelves, several desks with small lamps, seemingly untouched, everything seemed so tidy, so uninhabited. they closed the door and opened to reveal several bedrooms, each a different color, a few bathrooms, a kitchen, and finally a medium-sized area with large couches, a wall of cd cases, and a rather large tv, "hey, i found it!" they called to the group, opening the door wider. "whoever or whatever put us here obviously had plans for a large group"

A 7' tall man with a smile reminiscent of Bendy from Bendy and the Ink Machine, and terrifyingly crimson eyes, was walking around the house that he appeared in. He was very attractive. His name was Vozreal. He sounded like an relaxing 1930s radio. He began humming.

Myra scanned the shelves looking for an interesting book, she picked one about talking frogs and sat down. "Might as well get comfortable," she said looking a bit guilty.

"ok do we need to redo our introductions or is everyone caught up, like with names and basic information, like name, age, etc. We might as well get to know eachother a little better. Also a head count would definitely help me try and figure things out, like what the hell we are doing here, seeing if we have a connection etc." Alys looked around the room at the many faces it held, they were all different, they didnt see the possibility for a link. "i guess ill go first? in case some of you didnt know, im Alys, im 20, and i use they them pronouns" they looked around the room again "whos next?"

Frances sighed and raised her hand. "I guess I'll go next. I already introduced myself, but it doesn't hurt doing it again. Hi, My name is Frances, I'm 18 and I use she/her pronouns." After her introduction, she went back to hiding in the shadows, like she was doing before all of this happened.

Arwood positioned himself in the back of the group where he could visibly see the door. When no one else made a move to speak, he tried to break the awkward silence. “Well met Alys, Frances.” He nodded his head in both of their directions. “I am called Hemlock, I have lived 110 years and hail from Nýr.”

"I'm Vozreal! I come from Tartarus and I'm 13.8 billion years old!" Vozreal said, walking into the room where most of the people were. He sounded like an 1930s radio; it was very soothing and relaxing.

Azami stretched, finally coming to on the floor. "Oh, we're doin' introductions?" The woman rubbed her eyes, looking around the room. "Azami. Uh… 21 years old, was born on Aquin, grew up in Goa, now live on the Sunny." Azami yawned and lay back down, snoring softly again.

Teigi, still perched on the counter, couldn't help but giggle as Azami fell asleep. "I'm Teigi. I'm twenty, maybe? Nineteen? Don't remember where I was born, I use he/him pronouns."

"Ooh, introductions? I love those!" Gatzi said, mostly to herself. "Well, my name is Gatzi. No last name. About seven billion years old, don't bother asking how life was for me growing up because it's more than likely that I don't remember it. Not that I'm forgetful or anything, it's just I probably voided it from my memories. As for the pronouns I answer to..any will really do, I don't care too much; but most refer to me as she/her." She paused.
"Pleased to meet new faces!"

Korb hadn't much luck with wandering the house, so he returned to the room where he caught wind of introductions. He debated internally if he should, and eventually, decided to bite back his initial fears and speak. "Uh..Korb, I'm Korb. No last name either. I don't know how old I am..adult or something, I think. And I live on planet Seron." He'd never met other people from different places before. Aside from Father, but that was a different situation. This was all pretty interesting, he realized it could prove an opportunity of knowledge to him; as he made his way from the corner and back to a spot by the walls.

"My pronouns are he/him…" Vozreal said, humming a familiar song. It was 'I can't decide' by Scissor Sisters