((Fallout, you could just leave this as an open world criminal roleplay and have things happen every once and a while. I'm fine with just writing random things my character is doing and sometimes interacting.))
((Oh, and I know this might sound stupid, but what if we gave our personal idea on a plot-line to falloutgirl? I mean, I have had various experiences writing books and I have made my fair share of role plays since my first years here on the forum and even managed to make a simple monster hunting RP to have a deep lore I didn't even imagine I could have created.
from there falloutgirl can modify and tinker with our idea's and get one which she really likes))
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While alive, you have a 100% chance of dying, so don't sweat it.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
But some criminals understand, their can't be organized crime, without justice.
Some gangs needed to be higher than others, so that everything remained clear, criminals needed a leader, someone they could look up to, someone who's only name struck fear into people's hearts.
A gang war is brewing.
But not a simple battle between 2 gangs.
This is complete war, between all the gangs.
The former leader of the strongest gang has died, and it is our time to assemble our own gang, get on top of the food chain, but our little gang had something special in mind......
A certain person not only wants to become gang leader of all, but he also wants to become the Kingpin of this city, he want's to get close to leading it.
And that's what we are here for, hired by this man to be part of his special army, his army of criminals and killers. He wanted to form the Alpha group, the group that would lead him to being king of the city by defeating other gangs, corrupting cops, gaining information and finally making the government of the city fall under his command.
We will be robbing, killing, Hijacking trains and cars, hacking, spying, assassinating, all to reach the final goal….
Gain the equipment and info to infiltrate the Glass tower, a skyscraper in the middle of the city, guarded by the government, it contains all information, bank codes, money, everything in a criminal's dream and especially....The throne to the city
Come one then, we got a government to take down.
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While alive, you have a 100% chance of dying, so don't sweat it.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
To avoid confusion and delay, I'll post as the employer as well as my own character, FalloutGirl can take command whenever she desires, if anyone doesn't have anything to object I'll start)).
"Nobody" .
The Ripper was staring through the coffee shop window, no one was there.
"Might it be a trap?" Drake thought, in that same moment, his phone buzzed.
Change of location, alley next to StreetPark 11, can't miss it, waiting for you there"
"This better be a damn joke" The Ripper said, slightly frustrated, he hated being played in this way.
He started walking away from the coffee shop and directed himself towards the alley, surprisingly, it was just opposite to the alley where he had murdered the assassin.
"Fate can be a funny thing you know Drake?" The Ripper stated while sighing, hopefully, they wouldn't have gone near that alleyway, his black hoodie and jeans easily mixed him with the other civilians.
"And I'll also need to change into my work clothes again" The Ripper said, even more frustrated than before
He reached the alley, he saw a man, sitting on a chair next to a table which didn't seem to belong there, Ripper couldn't see him clearly, he slowly advanced with his trench coat on and his civilian attire in his backpack.
"Ah, you must be one of the criminals I contacted" the man said without standing from his chair.
"Take a seat, wait for the others to come" He continued, with a calm and reassuring voice.
"Others?" Ripper asked confused
"Yes, you're not the only one in this operation, no one could lone wolf this one Drake Ellerton" The man responded in a calm voice.
"HOW DOES HE KNOW MY NAME" Rippers confused mind said, but after a minute, he decided to sit down next to the man and wait for the others to arrive.
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While alive, you have a 100% chance of dying, so don't sweat it.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Streetpark 11. Kayla turned right into the dark alleyway, the bold crashing of her boots echoing down the small space.
"Uh..." Was all she managed to say at the sight that awaited her. Two men were conversing, one cast in shadow, and the other wearing a large trench coat. Oh man, she wished she'd been wise enough to bring her FAL... instead, she unsholstered the small 92FS Inox handgun that she kept under her jacket, drawing it on the two men.
"Why did you invite me here?" She asked, steel in her voice. She wouldn't hesitate to shoot both of them.
((Fallout, you could just leave this as an open world criminal roleplay and have things happen every once and a while. I'm fine with just writing random things my character is doing and sometimes interacting.))
((But I want The Ripper to keep ripping D:
keep the role play up!))
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
((Oh, and I know this might sound stupid, but what if we gave our personal idea on a plot-line to falloutgirl? I mean, I have had various experiences writing books and I have made my fair share of role plays since my first years here on the forum and even managed to make a simple monster hunting RP to have a deep lore I didn't even imagine I could have created.
from there falloutgirl can modify and tinker with our idea's and get one which she really likes))
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
((I'm on the same boat as district.))
((Plot Idea:
In this city, something is happening.
Crime, is finally grouping together.
But some criminals understand, their can't be organized crime, without justice.
Some gangs needed to be higher than others, so that everything remained clear, criminals needed a leader, someone they could look up to, someone who's only name struck fear into people's hearts.
A gang war is brewing.
But not a simple battle between 2 gangs.
This is complete war, between all the gangs.
The former leader of the strongest gang has died, and it is our time to assemble our own gang, get on top of the food chain, but our little gang had something special in mind......
A certain person not only wants to become gang leader of all, but he also wants to become the Kingpin of this city, he want's to get close to leading it.
And that's what we are here for, hired by this man to be part of his special army, his army of criminals and killers. He wanted to form the Alpha group, the group that would lead him to being king of the city by defeating other gangs, corrupting cops, gaining information and finally making the government of the city fall under his command.
We will be robbing, killing, Hijacking trains and cars, hacking, spying, assassinating, all to reach the final goal….
Gain the equipment and info to infiltrate the Glass tower, a skyscraper in the middle of the city, guarded by the government, it contains all information, bank codes, money, everything in a criminal's dream and especially....The throne to the city
Come one then, we got a government to take down.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
((We still need to see with falloutgirl though))
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
((DANGIT FALLOUTGIRL AGREE TO DISTRUCT'S IDEA I WANNA TAKE DOWN THE 'MURICAN GOVERNMENT))
((psssh, we're aiming for teh staaarz))
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
//LET'S DESTROY AMERICA!
Translation: That idea is awesome, so let's do it. :3//
((Should I post in IC post describing my character "talking" to a recent captive?))
//Erip: Uh, if you want to?
teesee: Yeah, that'd probably be best.
*Doesn't know if should post new starter or not.*//
((We'll meet in an alleyway.
To avoid confusion and delay, I'll post as the employer as well as my own character, FalloutGirl can take command whenever she desires, if anyone doesn't have anything to object I'll start)).
"Nobody" .
The Ripper was staring through the coffee shop window, no one was there.
"Might it be a trap?" Drake thought, in that same moment, his phone buzzed.
Change of location, alley next to StreetPark 11, can't miss it, waiting for you there"
"This better be a damn joke" The Ripper said, slightly frustrated, he hated being played in this way.
He started walking away from the coffee shop and directed himself towards the alley, surprisingly, it was just opposite to the alley where he had murdered the assassin.
"Fate can be a funny thing you know Drake?" The Ripper stated while sighing, hopefully, they wouldn't have gone near that alleyway, his black hoodie and jeans easily mixed him with the other civilians.
"And I'll also need to change into my work clothes again" The Ripper said, even more frustrated than before
----------------------------------------------------
He reached the alley, he saw a man, sitting on a chair next to a table which didn't seem to belong there, Ripper couldn't see him clearly, he slowly advanced with his trench coat on and his civilian attire in his backpack.
"Ah, you must be one of the criminals I contacted" the man said without standing from his chair.
"Take a seat, wait for the others to come" He continued, with a calm and reassuring voice.
"Others?" Ripper asked confused
"Yes, you're not the only one in this operation, no one could lone wolf this one Drake Ellerton" The man responded in a calm voice.
"HOW DOES HE KNOW MY NAME" Rippers confused mind said, but after a minute, he decided to sit down next to the man and wait for the others to arrive.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
Streetpark 11. Kayla turned right into the dark alleyway, the bold crashing of her boots echoing down the small space.
"Uh..." Was all she managed to say at the sight that awaited her. Two men were conversing, one cast in shadow, and the other wearing a large trench coat. Oh man, she wished she'd been wise enough to bring her FAL... instead, she unsholstered the small 92FS Inox handgun that she kept under her jacket, drawing it on the two men.
"Why did you invite me here?" She asked, steel in her voice. She wouldn't hesitate to shoot both of them.
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