forum "It's something wrong for the right reason, right?" (1/1 closed)
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@-LemonTail- language

Greetings!!

So…

I have a couple ideas. Would you like this to be like based on Earth or have our own world? I don't really care either way.
The kingdom of (Insert Name Here) has ruled and has been in high authority for centuries. The past and current leaders have made (Insert Name Here) a strong place where they are feared. The people fear the Queen and/or King, and the rulers destroy anyone who gets in their way. For the last few decades, there have been a group of people who plan, and have tried to overthrow the leaders. Their group is known as the (cool name when I come up with one). Recently, someone has leaked information to the King and Queen about these people, giving names and places of living. The rulers of (Insert Name Here) decided to take action immediately. They hired Person A to hunt the people o the group. After a couple weeks of hunting, Person A has captured everyone but one, Person B. The King and Queen want all of the members of (said group with cool name) together for their punishment, which naturally, would be death.

We need to decide who will be who. I also don't care who is the assassin and who's the victim. We can also play other characters along the way, too.

Let me know if you have any questions, and I'll post a character template up once we figure out who will be who.

@maglohydracreati

@-LemonTail- language

Alrighty here we go


Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Strengths)
Weaknesses)
Likes)
Dislikes)
Other)
Background:
Other:


Also, do you have a preference for whether it's FxF, MxM or FxM?

@maglo-the-stressed-person language

I'd probably prefer FxM or FxF, and additionally, could we just make sure this stays mostly clean-ish? I was just in a more recent rp that took an unexpected hard turn into uncomfortable territory so.

@maglo-the-stressed-person language

Name: Ethan
Age:22
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short brown hair, sharp blue eyes, wears glasses. Wears simple clothes to help not stand out, generally has a bag at his side with his journal and other items inside. He is Medium-short, about 5'6.
Personality: Is pretty quiet, with a strong sense of admiration for peoples creations. He doesn't hesitate to call people out for things, can be quite blunt and has a strong sense of justice. He is also a bit of a coward, if his life is at stake he runs pretty quickly. All in all, he has a good heart, even if he can seem a little rude and blunt to others.
Strengths- Has good memory and tactical intelligence, is adept at hiding and escaping situations. Has mastered the art of blending into a crowd,
Weaknesses)- Very weak physically, tends to adapt poorly(If a plan goes sideways, he will get anxious and have a bit of a hard time coming up with back-up plans on the spot) is a sort of scaredy cat having prefered to stay out of danger,
Likes- Art pieces, pictures, paintings(As a sort of representation of people being able to freely express themselves, also art is just real good ya'll) and strategic board games (Ex: Chess), staying alive, eating sweets,
Dislikes) - being watched, people being oppressed and restricted, spicy food, overexerting himself, people judging his hobbies, anyone reading his journal,
Other)- He tends to write in a journal to record any important happenings, ideas, plans, and just any feelings he's having that he wants to write down. Before the rebellion, he and his friend used to kind of write a book together, Ethan writing the story, the friend the visuals.
Background: Was the Tactician of the Rebel faction, having come up with the plan, and having been one of the co-founders of the movement as a whole. (Co-founder was an Artist, and old friend) Came up with the plan, is currently trying to both hide, and perhaps figure out who leaked all the private information. He and his friend were orphans in their youth before being adopted, and so they picked up some skills in thievery and staying on the down low.
Other: Misses his friend, and is worried about what happened to them. Hopes they're still alive.

@-LemonTail- language

Name: Anne (Last name unknown)

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance: Long curly brown hair, but is usually hidden with hood. Usually wears a cloak, and clothes that would be easy to move around in. Wears boots. Blue-ish, gray eyes. She is average build, and around 5’5”. Has many hidden pockets where she keeps her daggers, poisons, etc.

Personality: Often cold, and rude. Also not very open to anyone. Prefers to get the job done quickly, and not to hesitate or ask any questions. Often very impatient, grew up in a household wear you have to be prepared, aware, alert, dangerous, ruthless, or die.

Strengths) Running, hiding in shadows, just hiding in general, sneaking, actually quite skilled with the bow and arrow, good memory

Weaknesses) Gets overstimulated in crowds, thinks being vulnerable is weak(probably a weakness)

Likes) Being alone, not talking to anyone, wild animals, being in the woods, mixing together potions and chemicals
Dislikes) Crowds, people getting in her way, 

Background: Anne escaped from her family at the age of 12, has been alone for the past 9 years. Doesn’t care about her family, has no regrets. She came looking for a job around local cities and kingdoms. Eventually, she was found by a king, who saw potential in her to…. Be what she is now. He trained her to be even more ruthless than she already was, and to ki//. The king hired her when she was ready, and then she has been known throughout the many kingdoms as one of the best assassins around. Now, she hops from kingdom to kingdom, job to job.

Other: I’ll figure that out laterrr

@-LemonTail- language

In the kingdom of Waryn, an proclamation was issued by the King and Queen to capture all of the members of the Reubaltach. The rulers of Waryn hired an assassin, the infamous figure known for ki//ing, getting the job done, and having no mercy. After several months, Anne had captured all of the members but one. The members were now in the dungeons of the castle, waiting to be executed. Currently, she was searching in the town of Riversville.


Anne walked through the dusty streets of Riversville. The sun was beaming down on her black cloak, making Anne sweat. Her hood was over her head, and her cloak covered all of her weapons. Step, step, step. The main street of Riversville led into a circular clearing with a fountain in the middle, and shops bordering the perimeter. Kids ran back and forth, playing on the streets, some with wooden toys, some with tree branches and flowers. Anne stepped into the clearing, hand on the handle of her favorite blade — a dagger — which was bouncing in the sheathe with every step she took. Anne slid the hood off and looked around, blinking at the sun, which the hood no longer shielded her from. She headed towards a building and walked inside, shutting the door behind her.

@maglo-the-stressed-person language

It had been a few weeks since Ethan and Daren had split up to stay under the radar, and ever since, Ethan had been hiding out at his safe place, an old hideout from his and Daren's younger days. It was decently hidden, but wasn't perfect to hide from. There was always a chance that someone could come and find it. Ethan took a deep breath as he placed his purchased wares into his bag. He needed to restock on supplies for the week, and was feeling a little paranoid. He kept his guard up, eyeing the people around for anyone who might be looking for him. He knew an assassin was taking down the members of the Reubalatch, though he didn't know who they were, or who they had taken down. After checking the area one more time, he makes his way towards an alleyway, making his path towards his temporary home, making sure to stay unseen by anyone around. As he does, he remembers memories of his youth when he and Daren would sneak around the city. Not for the first time since the intel leak, he wonders where Daren is, and if he is safe. Finally, he slips through the side door of the house, and begins to look around for any intruders that might have broken in. Once he confirms he is still alone, he pulls his hood down and breathes out in relief. He begins to put away the food and tools he acquired from the market, and sits down for a moment.

@-LemonTail- language

Anne walked inside what seemed like a bar. Sliding her hood back on, she made her way over to the counter. The bartender glared at her as she spoke. The room fell silent.

"Hello. I have a few questions for you." She sat down on a stool.

The bartender scoffed and turned his back to her. Anne moved forward, hand on his shoulder, thrusting him forward and then grabbing the collar of his shirt.

"You'll answer my questions, and then I'll let you go, yeah?"

The man was silent. Anne looked at him and tossed him a couple coins. The clattering of the coins on the counter echoed throughout the room.

"So." She let go and crossed her arms.
"Do you know what the Reubaltach is?"

As Anne questioned the bartender, the quiet noise of conversation, and mugs clinking, filled the room again.