forum Close your eyes, you’ll be here soon. | SMALL GROUP RP | 5/5 PLAYERS — CLOSED

Started April 19, 2025 by @the-void-galactic public

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CW — THIS RP WILL LIKELY CONTAIN VIOLENCE AND SWEARING.

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”…And the third challenge commences… now.”

”Good luck, contestants.”

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Dear [Name],

Congratulations! You’ve been selected to participate in The Labyrinth, the game show of a lifetime! You and your fellow contestants will be competing for a grand prize of… well, bragging rights, we suppose. Cash prizes are not yet in our budget.

You and your fellow contestants will arrive in about two weeks. There is no need for preparation, everything will be provided on-site. There will be a week set aside for you all to figure everything out, and then the competitions begin! There will be rooms, clothes, and food, along with any possible accessibility needs, provided free of charge.

The competitions will last at least a week and a half, meaning your stay will last about two and a half weeks. More details will be discussed once you arrive.

Good luck, contestant, and we greatly anticipate your arrival!

- Horkos Corp.

_{P.S. - This is non-negotiable. Apologies for the inconvenience.}

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You receive a letter in the mail, or an e-mail, or whatever the most convenient communication method is for you, really. Naturally, you think it’s a prank of some sort— seriously, how could something like this be real? And you’ve never heard of this company, anyway. You discard the message without much thought, and quickly forget about it, going on with your life.

However, in two weeks’ time, you sleep for the night (or pass out, if your character is an insomniac/doesn’t need sleep) and wake up… somewhere different. It’s a plain room— only a bed, a nightstand, a dresser, and a table. The overhead light is strangely dim, and there are no windows. There are two doors. One leads to a small, simple bathroom, with a toilet, a shower, a mirror and a sink. The other leads out of the room, into a long, ominous hallway lined by more doors.

On the table, there’s a piece of paper.

Greetings, [Name]!

Welcome to The Labyrinth. You will meet your fellow contestants shortly. A staff member will come collect you when it’s time. In the meantime, perhaps get used to your room—you’ll be staying here for a while!

The logo in the corner looks like an odd, minimalistic river. The name written below it in a generic, corporate font—HORKOS CORPORATION.

It wasn’t a prank.

The competitions go on.. relatively normal at first.

But during the final game?

People aren’t the same afterwards.

They say you should face your fears.

This isn’t what they meant.

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HELLO, my lovelies! For context, this is a reboot of an old roleplay I made two years ago, but HEAVILY revamped and with better writing! Here’s some ground rules before we start—

• andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s rules.
• You can have one or two characters—but no more.
• Shipping characters is technically allowed, but I will ask if it’s okay with the player on the character sheet. Please respect these wishes.
• Please be active at least once a day. Life is busy, but I don’t want this to die immediately.
• There will be a posting order. No, we will not go out of order unless I give explicit permission.
• Your character can be mean, but you can’t. Be respectful to other players out-of-character.
• On that note, you can curse but do not use slurs of any kind. This goes for you and your characters. This isn’t due to any personal issue, I just want everyone to be comfortable here.
• 2-3 sentence minimum. I would prefer at least a full paragraph, but, I get it, we get tired and can’t write as well for the day, and that’s okay! Just try your best, nothing like “She sneezed.” and we’re on good terms, lol
• Also, if you think you may not be active for an extended time period, please warn me first.
• No godmodding or powerplaying. I am the narrator. I decide what the setting looks like, I control the NPCS. You do not control this OR other’s characters, INCLUDING their constitution. If I catch this, you will get a warning, but you will be kicked out on a second offense.
• I will give you a character template. You may edit the template a bit to match your character and preferences, but I would like it to stay moderately detailed. And please, don’t just send your character’s Notebook page.
• If I’m not familiar with your style, I’ll ask for a sample.
• I do reserve the right to say no. If our styles clash, or I otherwise don’t feel that we’d be good role playing partners, I may turn you down. It’s not about you, and I will say I’m a little nitpicky about writing styles.

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CHARACTER TEMPLATE (minimum info— feel free to add more!)

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Name:
Age:
Nickname(s):
Gender/Pronouns:
Sexuality:

Skin tone:
Eye color:
Hair color & Style:
Height:
Scars/Markings:
Other:
Reference Images (OPTIONAL, these can include drawings, picrews, face claims off Pinterest, etc— but no AI.):

Personality:
Hobbies/Talents/Interests:
Background (OPTIONAL, can be any length.):
Conditions (Mental or Physical):
Is Shipping Allowed?:

Other Information:

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If needed, the APPEARANCE section can be compiled into one category—as long as we know what your character(s) look like.

The turn order will be decided after everyone has joined and all character sheets are posted.

This will not be starting until summer break, due to schedule compatibility. Please consider this before joining.

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@Bluestarlett Psst… here’s the guys
I’ll post my characters shortly. :]

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Name: Helios Stellaris
Age: 19
Nickname(s): None that he’ll let you use.
Gender/Pronouns: Transmasculine, He/They
Sexuality: Aroace

Skin tone: Pallid and slightly blue-toned, almost like a corpse
Eye color: Vivid cyan
Hair color & Style: Black with slightly lighter brown roots, short & messily cut, frizzy, with some fringe over his right eye and a cyan streak. His hair is naturally curly, and usually coils back up a bit after getting wet.
Height: 6’0”
Scars/Markings: A large burn scar on the right side of his face, peeking out from under his hair at the edges, along with scarring around his prosthetics and voice modulator.
Other: He has both prosthetic arms, in a bluish-silver, with cyan stains on his fingertips from hair dye. He also has a voice modulator clipped around his throat that allows him to speak, with a small screen displaying the sound waves of his voice. The right half of his face is partially paralyzed, making his expressions lopsided. He has smudged black eyeliner that he apparently just never takes off.
Reference Images (OPTIONAL, these can include drawings, picrews, face claims off Pinterest, etc— but no AI.): Official Reference

Personality: Outwardly, he’s just tired, sarcastic, and blunt, but not necessarily impolite. He’s just really bad at talking to people. He gets nervous easily, but he normally hides it well. Once he grows more accustomed to someone, he’ll be a little jokey, though his humor is usually always at someone’s expense. He’s good-natured overall, but a bit paranoid and confused, and naturally distrustful of people.
Hobbies/Talents/Interests: Astronomy, robotics, marine biology, music (specifically percussion), a bit of mythology.
Conditions (Mental or Physical): Double amputee, selectively mute, partially blind (right eye vision is extremely blurry), autism, insomnia, anxiety/paranoia, psychosis, crippling nyctophobia.
Is Shipping Allowed?: No. He’s aroace.

Other Information: His psychosis is usually triggered at night, when he’s alone in a dark room, but it can also be triggered in a smaller scale by extreme fear and adrenaline. Sometimes, he simply hears voices unprompted, or sees something in his peripheral that no one else does. He avoids talking much about his family or past, and shuts down easily if prompted to.

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(Sample.)

Markus sat on his father's throne arrogantly, staring coldly at his father's bloodless head resting neatly on a pike propped up against a nearby pillar.

His attention turns to the doors as they open.

An old man, appearing to be in his 80s, walks in, bracing himself on a staff nearly fouble his frail and shriveled height.

"Tû əvåƙesh frêz ðoļkå?" the man asked raspily.

"Speak sensibly or don't speak at all, Xanthus." Markus sighs, his eyes narrowing at the man in slight irritation.

"My apologies sir… I thought merely to-"

"You thought? When did I give you permission to think? I called you here to weave your witchcraft, and you start to think? With what authority?"

Xanthus blanches visibly. "My deepest apologies sir…"

"Ensure that it doesn't happen again," he drawls. "Now, weave your magic."

Xanthus bows.

The scene fades.

Name: Arche
Race: Elf
Age: 19
Nickname(s): None (feel free to make some up)
Gender/Pronouns: FtM trans, he/him
Sexuality: Unrepentantly bisexual.

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(Compiled appearance down to the reference images. The reference images are screenshots of my custom model I made for myself on an app called Reality. Not AI, but VTuber. All models, assets and associated imagery are free use.)
Reference Images:

Other: He does have freckles but they aren't showing up very well due to sizing issues. He also has scars hidden all across his forearms and legs, in neat rows.

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Personality: He's a bit of a shy figure - gets startled if even his own voice is raised above its normal soft tone, flinches at the slightest wrong tones of voice, has extreme trouble reading social cues. Basically? He's nothing like a normal elf. And elves hate different. He prefers the company of the dark and of his bed to literally anything.
Hobbies/Talents/Interests: He calls himself a "good for nothing" but he's actually a very decent cook. He also enjoys poetry and likes to climb, though due to his poor health he can't do much physical activity.
Background (OPTIONAL, can be any length.): Arche grew up different from his peers. As a matter of fact, he wasn't even born as a male. He was born as a woman - and knew from the instant he could even vaguely remember his own name that something was severely wrong with his body in a number of ways. Not just in the way that he couldn't run like his friends could without starting to cough violently, no. It was that he didn't feel comfortable in his own skin. And so, when he turned 14 he realized he wasn't comfortable being a girl - and decided to commit what elves view as "the greatest sin." He used a spell - just one - to change his body, and changed his name. His parents screamed at him, the village elders nearly banished him, but what good would that do? Arche was sick, they decided. They could convince him to change it back, they thought. They still haven't. He's dealt with years of abuse and fighting just over this choice. Basically, elves of Arche's world hate difference, and Arche is the exact opposite of every tradition and rule and norm they have. And so Arche's endured years of physical and mental abuse from his family and his peers because he was mentally and physically different.
Conditions (Mental or Physical): Depression, autism, social anxiety disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, agoraphobia, PTSD, BPD (borderline personality disorder); asthma, chronic migraines (noise triggered, somewhat light triggered)
Is Shipping Allowed?: Yes, but do so with caution.

Other Information: He hates being misgendered - even as a joke. He will shut down for hours if it happens. His main form of defense against things he can't mentally handle is actually just shutting down, full dissociation. He's also vegetarian, which is unusual for elves.

Name: Lilian Siderfell
Race: æternal
Age: 19
Nickname(s): Lili
Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/they
Sexuality: aro/ace lesbian

(Can get a picture up in a bit, don't have access to an uploading site rn)
Skin tone: brown, medium
Eye color: Jade green
Hair color & Style: black, wavy, kept long but pulled back, often in braids.
Height: taller than an average human, but not enough to be noticable. Around 6'1
Scars/Markings: no scars or markings
Other: n/a
Reference Images (OPTIONAL, these can include drawings, picrews, face claims off Pinterest, etc— but no AI.): will get later

Personality: extremely weary of people, dosen't trust, not friendly, but cordial.
Hobbies/Talents/Interests: Poison mixing, learning different weapons, agility work.
Background (OPTIONAL, can be any length.): At a young age, she was sperated from her tribe of æternals that lived in rural forests, and was found and taken in by a mob who raised her to be the ideal assassin. She mostly didn't mind, and still works for the same mob.
Conditions (Mental or Physical): probably not but may add at some point
Is Shipping Allowed?: yes, at own risk.

Other Information: æternals are very similar to humans, undetectable at a glance. However, they seem to be a little bit more in all they do. A little faster, a little stronger, a little more agile. Alongside this, it is hard to kill them, as they heal insanely quickly, though they can control the healing ability to some extent. Their blood is also a powerful poison when mixed with their spit, and a powerful sedative when mixed with their tears. Æternal poison is one of the only ways to actually kill one, and æternal sedative is one of the only ways to sedate one. They do need sleep, but not as much as a human.

Oh, but healing that fast takes a lot of energy, and they have to eat a lot more than humans do.

https://ibb.co/GQx10jy3
Ignore the clothes, its a fairly old drawing