forum An RP that doesnt die? Please? (open)

Started October 19, 2018 by @InfinityCry*

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And we have a plot (kinda)

Idk will we start????

Should we have character templates first?

Probably haha

I feel like starting off gives more room for character to develop but character templates tell important info such as gender, sexuality and age. It's up to you.

I guess if we wanted to get it started, we could go right into it?

Sure, and we can just introduce our characters as organically as possible after that

Who wants to start?

I will if you allow me. Just can you give me a few details of the setting?

I think this is all we have: A freakshow where all the freaks are inhuman, superhuman, or subhuman, and are trapped there by a Ringleader who is one of the Princes of Hell. They must free themselves or suffer hellish abuse

Kay Hold on it'll be up in a bit

It's time for the show to start. Welcome to the Freaks. Come see the weirdest creatures of all time. Every weirdo, freak, and loser is here. From the physically weird to the mentally. Come one come all to see the Freaks of this world.

(This is so bad, Someone else can do a better beginning if you don't like it.)

Ellis walked around the almost circus-like area. He had not an idea how he got here, but he was in his performance outfit, as if he hadn’t changed out of it the night before. He glanced from side to side, confused, what is this place? he thought.

Nykidia started walking around. Night's (her shade who she had a bond with) wisp was wrapped around her waist and her hands on her shoulders. Nykidia was wearing all black with an also black tie on cape with hood. She spotted Ellis. "Hey! You look confused! Need any help?" She yelled as she walked over to him.

Ellis nods, knowing that his long forgotten speech wouldn’t be recognized here. He recognizes the language she’s speaking in and tries his best to mimic it, his strange accent making his words clunky, “ah…yes…I don’t have a knowledge on how I got here”

(Gonna use Ezra!!!)
Ezra sat in his trailer, alone, reading the Divine Comedy. He pulled out a cigarette, and lit it with his Zippo lighter. He wanted to join the fun, but wasn't in the mood yet. Oh well. He drew in, savoring the heavy, spicy smoke, and puffed out the window, releasing a huge mass of grey haze.

Nykidia noticed Ellis's struggling with the language. "Don't worry about language. Night can translate. Night speaks almost every language and can translate for me." She giggled. (I'm going to be bed folks. 'Night!)

(hey its not dead!)
Alex walked around her own trailer. There were others in the trailer, but no one she knew well. She was going to be called out shortly for her own act, but didn't really want to perform. She never wanted to anyway. Oh well..

Ellis lets out a sigh of relief, “ah thank you! I don’t quite understand how I arrived here though, just the night before I had retired from one of my shows…”

Seliana sat in her trailer. She looked out the window and sighed out of pity.
Our world sucks.. She thought to herself.

Night whispered in Nykidia's ear. "Oh well I'm actually not sure how any of us got here. But your here now and that's all that matters. What do you preform?"

“Oh! Well…I do magic on the streets…I’ve been doing it since I was a young boy” he glances around nervously, “but I cannot say this to anyone, my aunt was killed for it”