forum Sounds of the Underworld// 4/4 Closed// stalkers welcomed :)
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Oh how wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying…


At the beginning of humanity, there was one being who would travel around to take souls to the great beyond after death. Many call him the Grim Reaper, a human-like being with a long black cloak and a scythe. As the time went by, it was starting to get really difficult for there to be just one reaper. So the Grim Reaper and Fate joined together to create the Retrieval and Investigations Agency of Grim Reapers.

A lot of grim reapers were given the job as punishment for something they did in their past life. These days a good percentage of them voluntarily sign up for the job. New or old, all reapers are tasked with a lot of tasks like escorting souls to the afterlife and protecting them from evil spirits. Doing such duties are difficult and very risky, so each reaper has abilities to help them fulfill each duty thrown in their way. Along with these abilities, they also have scythes and other tools in order to protect souls and fight evil spirits. Some make reapers invisible to humans and evil spirits while others transport them to the underworld. When a reaper does come to retrieve a soul, they naturally become invisible to everyone else except for the dying person and other reapers.

They necessarily don't need to eat or sleep, but a lot of them tend to do so in order to blend in with humans better; plus some just really love food. Although, if they are terribly injured, they will need to rest and eat. Most are placed in a "post" or a city/town for a certain amount of time (ex. 5 years). When time's up, they will either move to another post, go back to the underworld, or they may stay there. Some work alone while others team up. Interacting with humans is allowed, but reapers are not allowed to fall in love with or kill them. Actually, reapers are not allowed to kill anyone, even evil spirits and demons.

Well friends, our story focuses on four particular individuals in the wonderful big city of Daross. Two grim reapers run/work at a second-hand bookstore, they use the place as a front for their actual job and as a place for them to live. Other reapers in the area tend to come over whenever they need something or just want to talk. Specific areas have a certain amount of reapers depending on the population, rate of deaths, and experience levels of reapers. In Daross, there are ten, including our three, but recently the number strangely changed to five. No one in the reaper business knows where they are. A lot of souls have also not made it to the underworld.

We also have two humans that posses almost the same abilities as grim reapers (seeing/touching souls, hearing and being able to communication with spirits, and so on). Why do they? Who knows. Rumors have gone around that descendants of reapers may have some abilities, but it's only just a rumor. The thing is, the two only recently have started to experience these right around the same time reapers and souls were disappearing. Like destiny, the two are drawn to the bookstore where they meet the two reapers. And with that….our story begins!


Rules

  • Andrew's rules apply
  • This rp is going to have some triggering things such as death, blood, murder, and so on. If you do have any, please let me know when/before joining so we can work around them.
  • At least one paragraph per response with good grammar please.
  • Although romance is not a big part of the rp, it is welcomed.
  • ^No sexy times, we'll skip those if we somehow get there
  • Swearing is fine, no slurs
  • I may ask for a writing sample
  • Please post as frequently as possible
  • That's it for now, I might add more later. If you have any questions or anything, let me know.

Okie dokie, welcome to another rp! That was defiantly a lot to read, but I can assure you that it's all good. I always wanted to do an rp with grim reapers and the found family trope so here we are! I'll put up a template once we get some peeps in here. :)

@Simon-Says

(Oki so here's one I wrote as a sample for another rp cause I didn't have time to write another one haha)
(Tuesday had always been Claire Voyant’s least favorite day. Every other day had something going for it; Monday was the start of a new week, a fresh start, the time when people made resolutions that they might not complete. Wednesday was dead center in the order of days, and anything that was directly in the middle was good. Thursday brought hope to schoolchildren, the ray of light that was the weekend getting ever closer. Friday was objectively one of the best days of the week, along with Saturday. Friday and Saturday were days on which a person prepared for the end of the week, when kids unwound and parents prepared to make pancakes. Not all parents, obviously. Claire had grown up in a home in which pancakes were made every day, and saw the making of pancakes as a sign of good parenting. But she shouldn’t judge parents based on their abilities to make breakfast foods. Sunday was the day on which Claire got the most energy from the world. Sunday was the ending of one week, the blessed transition day, when the world relaxed and most religious groups in Claire’s area practiced their worship. Sunday was golden. You see, every day had a purpose. But Tuesdays? Tuesdays were absolute fucking garbage.)

@Painted-Iris group

(Cal felt a bit bad as the other seemed to have hurt feelings as he walked away. Once he saw Cameron grinning at someone in the exact same way as earlier, the feeling vanished. It was just an act to him. He should have guessed. That was one thing in the world that was constant. People did as they wished for their own satisfaction. Calixto had looked away, not seeing the look in those green eyes. If it was all fake, why did he feel a bit saddened? Sighing, he took another drink of the tea in front of him before standing. He fished a few coins as payment out of his pocket, setting them beside the cup as payment for the drink. As the man left, he kept a straight face. Perhaps he could just forget about all this. He could leave early, but his stomach would drive him to insanity if he didn't eat. The last twenty minutes had been far too complicated than it needed to be. Making it to his room, Cal rolled his neck lightly before opening the door.)
(This is from one of my current rps!)

@PastelTart

( The characters are cats because that's what the rp they're from is about.)
("Shadowpaw!" Shadowpaw simply grumbled, and rolled over in her nest. Her brother, Hollypaw, huffed and shoved her with his paws. "Hey! Holly-" "Come on, it's snowing!" Shadowpaw flicked her tail at her littermate. "I don't care! Let me sleep." "Nu-uh!" Hollypaw mewed, proceeding to push Shadowpaw out of her nest. "I'm not gonna let you sleep in when it's snowing! We are going outside to have fun." Shadowpaw rolled her eyes and stood. "If you're idea of fun is being woken up by someone pushing you out of your nest, then I think I'll pass." She moved to pass Hollypaw, but he stepped on her path. "Come on! Please Shadowpaw?" They stared at each other for a moment, before Shadowpaw sighed. "Fine." "Yes!" Hollypaw bounced on his paws like an excited kit. "Let's go!" He rushed out of the apprentices' den while Shadowpaw followed slowly behind.)

@knightinadream group

(Here's the template!)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Clothing:
Personality:
Background: (Be sure to include how/why they became a grim reaper or got their abilities)
Other:

@Simon-Says

Name: Clue
Age: Doesn't remember
Gender: Genderless, uses it/its pronouns
Sexuality: Ambiguously queer
Appearance: Small, androgynous, wispy. Rather child-like in its appearance. It has short, white-blond, curly hair, dark eyes, and pale skin; it doesn't get out much. About 5'2," with a generally airy aura.
Clothing: Sweaters. So many sweaters. It doesn't matter what season it is, Clue is wearing a sweater. Clue layers sweaters on top of sweaters. Cardigans on top of turtlenecks. Light sweaters under dark sweater vests. It wears jackets and hoodies when needed, and generally it wears jeans or overalls, but it would be an incredible shock for anyone who's met Clue to see it without a sweater.
Personality: Never seems entirely present, always a bit spacey. Definitely doesn't have human vibes? Perpetually bored, but caring. It likes people, tea, mysteries, and good stories.
Background: All Clue really remembers is that it's had this job for a long time. It thinks it chose the job; it can't imagine having committed something awful enough to be given the job as a punishment. And it likes its job, guiding souls to their destinations, fighting off spirits, coming up with elaborate backstories for every town it inhabits. It's entirely possible that Clue has been a reaper for centuries, but it wouldn't know. It never had a good memory.
Other: It wants a cat so bad and feeds every alley cat it sees
(Let me know if I should change anything :))

@knightinadream group

Name: Zachary Noh
Age: 628, if his memory serves him right
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Sexuality: Demi-bisexual
Appearance: Zachary stands at around six foot three to four inches. He has medium brown almond-shaped eyes. His hair is dark brown; he prefers to have it cut short and styled neatly. All of his features are pretty much defined. His body is more on the lean side, but he is muscular. On the right side of his lower abdomen, there is a scar that's been there ever since he can remember. Also there's a small mark on his left ring finger too, it's really small though.
Clothing: When not doing his reaper duties, Zachary wears a white t-shirt with a long-sleeve light blue flannel along with some jeans. Other times he wears black shirts or tank tops with cargo pants. On his wrist, he has on a silver watch with "NMK592" engraved below the 12th hour marker. Occasionally, he'll have on reader's glasses.
Personality: If one were to describe him in less than a sentence, half himbo and half protective dad. Usually he is a laidback person who doesn't normally get too worked up about things. Zachary typically is a vibrant person who isn't afraid to take a leap into the unknown. He likes to be around people and to make others feel safe. He likes hugs, to give hugs, and to give more hugs. While he may be pretty talkative, he keeps many personal things to himself. In fact, he's a great listener if you ever want to tell him something. On the other hand, Zachary is extremely serious with his job. He can be a whole other person when focused on something or when he's angry, but no worries, he is, typically, a kind gentle soul.
Background: Zachary barely remembers a single thing from his past life. All he remembers is seeing his grim reaper during his moment of dying while someone was holding him, sobbing. Once he did die, he was taken to the underworld where he found out that he was to become a grim reaper. Because it was 1392, Zachary had to become one as punishment for disrupting the fate of his family and himself. Fate really hates it when someone changes destiny, so Zachary was given the job as punishment for the damages he's caused. They also erased everything in his memory, gave him a scythe, then sent him back into the world. Being a grim reaper is actually something that he oddly likes. He always comforted the souls he escorted while in the gateway from life to the underworld. The journey he calls being a grim reaper has been tremendously long, but he's been enjoying it for the most part. Zachary was given the name he uses now from a friend he had during the 1920s. He stopped using random names ever since. Eventually some decades after, he was stationed in Daross and opened up, what he calls, the greatest bookstore of all time.
Other: He uses a walking stick, which he always keeps at his side. Also he doesn't know how to use a phone nor will he admit it.

@PastelTart

Name: Elizabeth (Eliza) Hollister
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Aro/Ace
Appearance: Eliza is 5'6 in height, with light tan skin and grey eyes. She has long black hair that's been dyed blue at the bottom, and is usually worn in a ponytail.
Clothing: Typically a shirt and jeans, but Eliza almost always wears a windbreaker that belonged to her father, and a pair of tennis shoes. She also wears a necklace that her mother gave her on her 16th birthday.
Personality: Eliza is loyal and caring, and is always willing to lend a helping hand. She's very stubborn, and is a bit of a thrill seeker, but she does enjoy peace and quiet sometimes.
Background: Eliza had a rough childhood. Her father left when she was three, and her mother had to work two jobs to take care of her. When Eliza was sixteen, she started working at a convenience store after school and during the summer to help her mom pay the bills. Her mother died two years later, and a few weeks after her death, Eliza could've sworn she had seen her mother everywhere, at the convenience store, school, and in the house. Eventually, Eliza decided to leave town and headed to Darros, where she is currently looking for a job, and also trying to ignore the strange people that no one else seems to be able to see.
Other: She has a pet cat named Momo.

@Painted-Iris group

Name: River Authement (Oh-t-mon)
Age: 21
Gender: Biologically male, but is considering being non binary
Sexuality: Demi-pansexual
Appearance: Blonde, short, somewhat wavy hair with slightly darker roots. He's slightly tanned with a fit form. He has a bit of freckling on his shoulders. His eyes are thinner and a deep brown, face somewhat of a rounder shape.
Clothing: Usually he dresses casually, but quite nicely. His favorite type of outfit being a plain colored shirt, jeans, and a longer jacket or trench coat.
Personality: He''s somewhat of the quiet sort, surprisingly not quite bookish. He's an introvert, but of the social type. He enjoys being around others in small groups, and is very friendly. A good handful of the spirits see him as a bit rude as he doesn't like looking as if he's talking to himself.
Background: He's always lived in Daross. He's never had that exciting of a childhood apart from experiencing divorce at a young age. His father remarried, to the same sex, and thus he grew up to develop an understanding that love can happen in many ways. Now old enough to be on his own, he woke up one night in his apartment, having strange dreams. Upon waking up, he notices a few spirits simply staring at him. Yelling was heard from next door, a neighbor coming to check on him. He pointed out the obvious group of people inside, but due to no one actually being there, he's often seen as crazy. If his parents found out, they would probably take him to a therapist.
Other: He really likes photography, a bit saddened that he can't take photos of any of the spirits.