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Offline MissFireTopic starter

Steampunk. Sky Pirate. Fantasy. Adventure.
« on: October 22, 2015, 05:02:53 PM »

Another night at The Broadside. Port Bounty's most infamous pub holds a secret below it's main floor. While the surface it is all fairly humdrum both in decor and menu, all one has to do is know the right person and utter a whispered word. 'Round back lies a door that requires another password and a key. "Open sesame!" you said, while inserting the key you got from the man whom you'd whispered the first word. The road here had been paved with bribes, fast talking, and strong arming. The secret swings open on hidden hinges and the sounds of music, chants, and fighting fills your ears. You descend into a much more decadent decor, the lavish luxuries paid for with stolen and 'found' treasures. A den of pirates. The air is thick with smoke and the smell of hearty ale.

"Ahoy ye pox-faced monkey! Get on over here an' have a seat, I'll tell ye of my last adventure!" A throaty voice fills your ears. You turn and see the source is a strong-looking dark-skinned woman with patchwork armor, white facepaint, and an infectious smile. For a moment you think she is directly addressing you. A bit of embarrassment washes over you as you realize that she's addressing the entire crowd instead. Her charm and confidence seem to be drawing people in. She seems pleased and, soon enough, has half the tavern by her table. She stands with one foot on her chair.

"Isobel Rose of The Buzzards! Let me tell ye of a vast treasure never before seen!" Raising her arms, she spreads her hands out, as if unfurling an invisible map in front of her. "Ages ago, the dwarves -bless the little bastards- invented something mighty important. No, not airships an' black powder. Important as they may be, it's not flight or fightin' I'm talkin' about here. An' no it's not rum, ye drunkards! I'm talkin'," here her voice drops an octave and practically drips with mystery and awe, "about the greatest weapon anyone's ever seen. The mightiest force ta be reckoned with. It could make a peasant into a king, a pirate into a ruler! It, along with other treasures they sought to protect, were hidden away 'pon a mountain higher than any man could walk an' higher than any airship could reach. They sought to keep it away from those that would not wield it properly, yet were too prideful to destroy it. They sought to-"

"It's The Motherlode! Everyone's heard that fairy tale!" calls someone in the back. All eyes turn. Gazes are quickly drawn back when Isobel (or Izzy, as you later come to find she prefers to be called) slams her fist down on the table with a thundering crash. The room is tense. You think she's about to kill someone. She reaches. Pulls out a gilded piece of paper. Her hand slaps it down on the table and all eyes are drawn to it. The golden parchment is not what you expected.


It's all the excuse she needed to get her other hand on her sidearm and put a neat, clean hole in the interruptors forehead. He topples over, dead. Izzy's smile returns. The crowd, for the moment, is stunned. Not by the death, though. Mostly just by the gunfire and powder discharge. Your ears ring for a moment. When everyone has regained themselves they eye Isobel again and she continues. She waves to the map while tucking her pistol away.

"It's not a legend. It's not," she insists, firmly, "and here is half the map to it. Now, since me an' my crew had a bit of a fallin' out," (Later you find out that they fell out. Like, literally. She pushed them off the airship. All of them.) "I find myself a bit short 'o reliable help. So if ye sign on with me, yer in for the adventure of a lifetime an' ye just might end up with more treasure than you can handle. We split it, even. ...After I get my captain's share, of course!" She has a hearty laugh at this. "All we need to get goin' is two things; an engineer worth his salt and the other half of the map, which lies-"

And suddenly the speech is interrupted again. This time it's not by a loudmouthed drunkard, though, but a boot to the secret door which cracks off it's hinges and topples to the floor. In strides a man in the crisp white dress of a Navy officer's uniform. He is built like a brick wall and sports the finest mustache you've ever seen. At his side, a pair of naval soldiers sporting similar dress - though they are not similarly mustachioed. You recognize the magnificantly mustachioed man as Captain Regenald Orsvelt, one of the most feared men in the Imperial Navy. The Navy has found your new safe haven. Before he can act, however, Izzy's grin suddenly returns and she points directly at Regenald. Her words fill the tavern.

"-in the hands of that man! First one to put a bullet in 'im gets a bigger share!"

And all erupts into chaos.

Offline MissFireTopic starter

Re: Steampunk. Sky Pirate. Fantasy. Adventure.
« Reply #1 on: October 22, 2015, 05:03:05 PM »
The Buzzards is a pirate-themed steampunk fantasy adventure roleplay for four to six players. I am looking for some hearty pirates to fill the crew of Isobel's ship, The Wandering Liar. The story will focus on action, adventure, and player choice to construct a narrative that is dictated partially by the GM and partially by the players. In the style of Choose Your Own Adventure books, I will periodically be offering up choices to the group (myself excluded, as I'll be writing the narrative). The choices will cycle through all the players and then to the group as a whole. At every branch, players can take discussions to the OOC topic to help the player who's decision it is pick. Or, if it's a group decision, everyone can weigh in. I will then write out the results. This can result in good things or bad things for the party, but nothing fatal. I will not kill off characters (as is infamous in CYOA books) without permission (or the prolonged absence of a player). The rules of the roleplay are as follows;

1. Be able to post two to three times a week, depending on how many players we have. If you cannot, just give us a heads up. Do not just disappear. You disappear, I kill off your character.

2. Any player/gender combination is fine. Male writers can play females and females can write for men. Play the character that suits you. If this makes you uncomfortable, this is not the game for you.

3. Any sexuality is fine. As long as you're useful to the crew, Isobel does not discriminate. If this makes you uncomfortable, this is not the game for you.

4. This game is about adventure, action, and story. Not sex. Some sexiness is fine and bawdy talk is commonplace, but do not run off making new topics just to screw.

If all of the above sounds fine to you, please express interest below and I will come up with a character sheet soon. Thank you!

Offline MissFireTopic starter

Re: Steampunk. Sky Pirate. Fantasy. Adventure.
« Reply #2 on: October 23, 2015, 12:50:23 PM »
Nobody wants to be a mighty pirate?

Online Ace Flyer

Re: Steampunk. Sky Pirate. Fantasy. Adventure.
« Reply #3 on: October 23, 2015, 01:28:45 PM »
Hmm, this sounds like a lot of fun. Count me in! I can pick up multiple characters if needed, to fill out crew slots if you don't get the four to six people you want.

Offline Diingo

Re: Steampunk. Sky Pirate. Fantasy. Adventure.
« Reply #4 on: October 23, 2015, 05:59:54 PM »
I find this quite interesting, to be honest. Count me in for this as well :)