forum || Age of Anarchy || Closed, but stalkers welcome || PG-13ish || OxO

Started March 27, 2020 by @Moriarty

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Hello, ma'am or sir. This is officially the last RP I'm going to start for awhile, unless some beautiful idea just strikes me from the blue and I can't resist it.

Brief backstory and such

Over fifty years ago, everything collapsed. The economy crashed. The grid went down. The government seemed to crumble altogether. As did structure. Security. Safety. Peace.
Riots broke out. Cities were burned. Stores were looted. Buildings torn down. People killed. Shot. Stabbed. The bloodshed was horrible.
It was only a matter of months before the nation was in ruins, nearly fifty percent of the population absolutely obliterated. Those that remained joined together into packs. It was the strong against the weak, and, as it turns out, the strong were usually jerks. Children hid in the tunnels in sewers, scrounging like rats for food. There was no police, no laws, no nothing to protect them. Everyone got to do whatever they wanted to whoever they wanted, and no one could stop them. It was survival of the fittest, and the fittest were generally cruel.
It was the Age of Anarchy.
Fast forward fifty years, and here we are.
Still in the Age of Anarchy.
Cities– now called refuges– have managed to establish themselves. Massive places with thick concrete walls around them– a necessary measure to defend against the packs. The packs? Well, that's the general term given to any group of individuals operating nowadays. Sometimes they're fairly peaceful, traders or hunters or trappers, but, more often than not, they're pillagers.
Each refuge has its own form of governing system. Not just anyone can enter a refuge and live there. No. You must be evaluated by the city council, and, if they approve, you may enter the city and live there. Generally, residents are required to get a job or occupation within the city in order to raise money and support the refuge. Refuges trade between one another, but, since the collapse led to a technological setback, only the rich or scientists have access to much technology, and cars are relatively unheard of. That means travel between refuges is a slow and dangerous task. One must look out for packs and wild animals.
Packs vary greatly. They, too, have their own creeds, beliefs, and rules. One group may be peaceful trappers who trade animal hides in exchange for goods, whilst another might be a band of slave-traders waiting to raid a refuge and steal away the inhabitants for selling or work. Sometimes refuges allow slave-trade and/or work, too. Sometimes packs will work for a particular refuge.

Your Character(s)

You. You are… whoever you want to be. A human, of course, as this isn't fantasy or magical, but anything within the limits of being a human. You can be the member of one of the pre-existing packs I will be listing, or you can make your own pack and be part of it. You can be a member of the refuge noted below and have a job there. Or, you can be neither, a wanderer, a vagabond, roaming the earth on your own accord. You can even have more than one character if you'd like. And, if you'd like further, this can be a group, though I tend to do better with one-on-one interactions.

Ideas for you (only suggestions, so you're not limited to these)

• Member of a pack below; member or leader of a pack you create yourself (if you intend to make a pack, ask me for a template and I'll give it)
• Worker in a refuge (I'll be posting a list of occupations soon)
• Vagabond

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Affiliation: (Name of pack or refuge)
Rank or Occupation: (Put Vagabond if neither in a pack or refuge)
Backstory:
Personality:
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Appearance:
Outfit:
Gear:
Other:

Again, you may have more than one character if you'd like. ^-^ The more characters, the merrier.
Also– DON'T SIGN YOUR CHARACTER UP JUST YET. I still have to post packs and ranks. ^-^

I will likely be playing many characters, but here is a brief description of my main boy. He is very soft on the inside, but now stoic due to his life. I will give a detailed sign-up once someone shows interest in the RP.

When he was a child, his refuge was destroyed and he was taken captive by a savage pack. His family was divided, each sold off into different slave markets. He was sold between many masters. He was beaten, abused, neglected, broken. At the age of twelve, he was sold to an infamous group that trains some of the best assassins in the nation. Though nothing about the boy's personality implied that he could ever be a killer, they trained him to be one, anyways. Their methods were cruel, but effective. He was sold to other masters after, who taught him weaponry and more varied fighting styles. With each master he has had, he has received a mark– as many slaves do– marking who has been his previous owners and what kind of training he has received. And he has received a lot.
He is an assassin. A killer. A hunter. A true weapon.
And because of this, he's incredibly valuable.
Now, at twenty-two years old, he is still a slave. His current owners have no need for him, now that they bought him and got their uses out of him. Now he's for sale again, for the umpteenth time in his life. Though, he's lost the motivation to care by now. He's as dead as the people he has killed. The only difference in him and them is that, somehow, he's still breathing.

Story prompts

Okay, so the RP will begin with our characters somehow meeting. Maybe the seller of my boy happens to come by the refuge where your charrie lives. Maybe your charrie visits the black market and– oh, lookie there. A perfectly good assassin for sale. Maybe you charrie happens upon mine and takes pity on him. Maybe something totally different happens. You and I will decide once I find a RP partner. There's a LOT of potential things that could happen throughout the course of this RP, so it'll be difficult for us to run out of ideas. Trust me. I always have too many ideas.

Apologies for the vagueness of everything. I'm trying to be brief.

Alright, RULES

• No cussing. Blot it out with @#$% if you need to. Don't be inappropriate.
• ROMANCE IS WELCOME, but nothing 18+. No sex scenes, man. C'mon. Not cool or necessary. Now, every other form of physical affection… Go right ahead. But MxF ships only plz.
• As many charries as you want.
• Try to post daily, but no hard feelings if you can't. Life happens.
• Keep grammar mistakes at a minimum, but don't worry. We all have them.
• LONG TERM RP, so don't join if you're gonna skedaddle on me anytime soon.
• Don't be OP .
• VIOLENCE WELCOME :D PAIN ALSO WELCOME.
• No auto-hitting though.
• Feel free to ask questions.
• Most importantly– HAVE FUN.

Once interest is show, I will be posting:

Refuge & occupation information

Pack information

My character sign-up

Answers to questions, etc.

(I need to stop joining RP’s, despite me looking in the forums almost every day- But, I am very interested in this idea! It seems like a lot of thought went into this(I’m very jealous). May I possibly jo-? Ah- frick. Someone already wants to join.)

((I haven't yet rped with you yet, so YES, let's try it. You and I shall do this. However, I will not reject my other friend, so I'm creating a second thread for this. :D))

@Ash-married-four-people
I created a thread for us :D

Meow, if you'd like to do this one with me, you're more than welcome. ^-^

Alrighty, since I’m given this opportunity, I’ll take it!

Excellent! So, I'm in the middle of something right now, but I'll be back in a little bit. When I return, I'll throw down the rest of the information I promised. In the meantime, if you have any suggestions (or questions) feel free to voice them, and I'll respond ASAP.

Then I guess I’ll re-read everything to see if I have anything to say. I’ll also be going through my character folder to try and find someone to bring back for this.

Okay. ^-^ Sounds great to me!

Thank you. I’ll try and get up my character quickly, and try and think up of some pieces we could possibly use in the RP. A lot of my thinking will probably go towards my characters backstory and linkage to different people though, eheheh.

Take as much time as you need! ^-^

(Right so, here is a character that I pieced together, I re-did a lot of things over and over since I couldn’t make any final decisions. And I still think I could probably make a better character, but this is what I’ve got to offer for now. There’s still some gaps I need to fill, so I’ll be trying to do that and make her a more polished character. Let me know if I need to fix or change anything!)
Name: Ayano Yona Kameko
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Affiliation: The Merchants, rather- a weapon maker who works with them and other assorted members.
Rank or Occupation: Servant
Backstory: Ayano grew up in what would be considered ‘a pretty good childhood’. She’d stayed in a small, pretty civilized refuge, barely did she witness abuse or slavery, and had both her parents with her, she supposedly had a younger sibling but they never met. Though, not much later into her life, some of the Merchants pack came to collect her from her parents. She’d always assumed that her parents grew up here too and never questioned it, but it became apparent that her family had some history with a few packs. She was then separated from her parents and raised to be a comfort tool and was given as a gift to a high ranked member in the Merchants pack. There she became a servant, and was sold by the promise of learning more about her parents and her being let go if she did everything she was told. Eventually she learned more about her parents and what the word ‘hardships’ meant.
Personality: Most of the time now, Ayano is uptight and serious in manner, mainly in front of ‘important’ or dangerous people. She’s got the whole obedient and quiet facade down now, not that she enjoys doing it. Due to the things she learned soon after she became a servant, she gained a hatred towards her parents, because of the way the information was given to her, it made it seem like they were the reason she was being held back. After a few years of the first time Ayano had really tasted her own blood, she had probably lost a bit of her sanity. Her ideals have boiled down to “If you’re here, you might as well have a good time.”, as she barely values life anymore, which leads to her, when she can, to do whatever she wants. She didn’t get much freedom past the age of 11, so she tries to make as many random decisions as she can. With the ‘security’ her position provides, she would never end up caught for any crimes if she was a good enough tool for someone.
Skills: Household skills(cooking, cleaning etc.), slight medical skills, knifemanship, basic hunting skills, analytical skills(really almost anything that will make her a better tool)
Weaknesses: Defensive personality, her position in the world, her spontaneous decisions, her ideals
Appearance: Her hair was originally an indigo black, but was bleached quite a bit and is now a more faded violet shade. She has bangs that mainly cover one eye and separate around the other. The rest of her hair goes down to her waist and is very haphazardly cut on the ends. She has a pair of white, X-shaped hair clips.
V-shaped jaw, a rather slender and delicate looking face. Honey coloured eyes.
170 cm(approx. 5’ 7”). Slightly tanned complexion. Strong but thin build. Completely peppered with scars, all varying in severity.
Outfit: Her clothes consist of whatever she’s given or is told to wear. Though, she learned that she enjoyed wearing longs socks and gloves.
Gear: A pair of black welders goggles with green tinted glass, 18” black gloves, two Bowie knives, a clipboard and pen
Other: Obviously Ayano was and will probably never be let go from her services, though she was slowly allowed a bit more freedom. As she became more used to completing her chores and became more efficient at them, she also earned more ‘free time’. As it went on she also became more of a shared servant and occasionally gets rented out to others. She’s received some sort of twisted respect from always doing what she’s told and is definitely taken advantage of.

Excellent! I. Love. Her. She's amazing. <3 <3 Perfect.

Name: Birth name is Sawyer Kirk Everett, but nobody calls him that. Each new master usually gives him a new name. His current owner calls him Fox due to his overall stealthy nature.
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Varies. He's been part of a lot of different ones. For the purposes of this RP, he will likely be sold to someone within the Merchant's group in order to interact with your charrie.
Rank or Occupation: Slave (Assassin)
Backstory: He spent the first eight years of his life in a poor– but relatively peaceful– refuge with his family. He had a good relationship with his three siblings– an older sister and two little brothers. His mother was disabled and confined to a makeshift wheelchair, and his dad was a very meek, anxious man. When the refuge was invaded, there was no hope for the family. Sawyer's father was killed, and his mother was too, as she was deemed worthless due to her disability. The four children were separated and sold off as slaves to whoever chose to take them. He never saw his siblings again, and he himself went through countless masters– the vast majority of which were quite abusive to him. He made attempts to escape, but all of these were to no avail, and earned him nothing but beatings and ungodly punishments. However, when he was around twelve or thirteen, he was sold to a pack renown for their skills in stealth and fighting. He was trained for several years by a well-known assassin, and given a tattoo on his right forearm to prove his experience (as this would raise his value in the market). After this, he was sold to multiple different packs, and he has accumulated quite a bit of knowledge– and with each bit of learning he has received another mark or tattoo. He has been bought and sold between many people who have wanted him for his skills– and, because of his skills, he has been required to kill and murder a large number of people. As of now, he has just finished a task for his previous master, who is now looking to sell him for a good price. He hopes his siblings are dead so that they did not have to endure the same kind of suffering he has.
Personality: Probably an INFJ. Before his life went downhill, Sawyer was a good kid. He was very soft-hearted and cried easily, but he was protective of his siblings and loved his family. He's quite broken now, mostly due to the unspeakable torture he has endured. He doesn't speak much unless spoken to, due to being beaten for saying words amiss. But, he's smart, and a lot goes in his head, whether he speaks it all or not. Although he can actually read other people's emotions well, he struggles to express his own, and his expressions are usually stoic. Even when he's in pain, he doesn't show it unless the pain is severe enough that it forces him to. He rarely cries nowadays, both because he has been punished in the past for doing so and because he promised himself he would cry no more. Killing people bothers him, and he has nightmares about it often, but he does so obediently anyways because he has been trained to do nothing else. He has been treated like garbage for so long that he cannot comprehend the concept of someone actually caring about him remotely and doesn't even think about it, really. He is incredibly obedient and submissive to whatever master he has, though he has been known, even in recent times, to make a break for it if the opportunity presents itself. He may seem to have been completely broken, but the desire to attain freedom from his horrid lifestyle still burns strong somewhere deep inside of him. There's a lot more to say about his personality, but I think it's best if we let the RP explain it.
Skills: He's stealthy, has good aim, and is practically unrivaled in hand-to-hand combat. He's familiar with a variety of weapons and can take apart guns with ease. He can also use knives, throwing knives/stars, and bowstaves. He's strategic, intelligent, and good at reading others. Very quick in his movements.
Weaknesses: He has a lot of nervous tics and is terrified of random things due to some cruel and unusual forms of punishment he has been through. If too many of his nervous tics are set off at once, he may breakdown or freeze up. He's afraid of water and cannot swim. Sometimes too submissive. Seems to have no real opinions of his own anymore. Doesn't trust himself, or anyone else. Mildly suicidal at times (but too afraid to go through with it). He's not incredibly strong physically, but he's not weak by any means, and his skill makes up for it.
Appearance: 5'11", with a wiry, lean build. Solid arms. He is fair-skinned, though he's covered in scars on his face, neck, arms, back, stomach, etc. etc. etc. Everywhere, truth be told, and these range from whip marks to burns to knives, and much more. His hair is copper-colored, and naturally it's very curly, but it is currently cut very short so the curl isn't noticeable. He has large blue-gray eyes and dark lashes, and a prominent jawline and nose (though the latter isn't large by any means), both of which are fairly sharp. He has lips of average fullness and straight teeth.
Outfit: Generally, his masters give him whatever's cheap and comfortable enough for him to kill in. When not on a mission or assigned a task, he usually wears tattered and worn-out clothes. Not by choice, of course. He has no say in the matter.
Gear: Only whatever his masters provide him with.
Other: Sorry this is so brief. I was trying to hurry. ^-^