True Blood:Maine(NonCon) ~(Need Fellowship of the Sun!Got a good idea brewing!)

Started by bubby, June 16, 2012, 04:44:34 PM

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bubby

YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO JOIN!!!

Once again I'm putting out feelers. This game has been going on for about a year, so we are a very established and dedicated group of True Blood fans! We have new story ideas going down, so we need to add to our player base.

Characters I'm looking for:

Fellowship of the Sun members: The proposed story idea is a small group of Fellowship who have actually been trained military combat style who have received intel on a certain situation in Bangor... Interested? Hell yes you are!

Fae: The Authority have orders to be given to the Sheriff... the scent of Fae has been noted.... Like that? You know you do!

Murderer/Antagonist: A poor hapless human was attacked, and the case has gone cold, but the cops are on it! Hopefully a clue will surface... Want to play a fanatical killer? Oh yeah baby!! Position filled!

If you have a char idea for either of these categories, or a char idea for anything else that relates to True Blood, toss up your interest here. This is a slow but steady game, so if your looking for a fast posting game, this isn't it. But we ARE still all in, and are always looking to expand our story lines! If you have any questions feel free to PM bubby anytime.

JDrew Spider

"Congratulations, you are no longer the most screwed over person on the planet". JD

Spider Hole
Apologies

bubby

Since I know you watch TB, I'll just say YAY! and go ahead and make up a char sheet! Here's the char thread so you can get an idea on a template https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=116770.0

Go ahead and post it here when complete.

LunarSage


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JDrew Spider

"Congratulations, you are no longer the most screwed over person on the planet". JD

Spider Hole
Apologies

Starlequin

I'd like to sign on as Mad Killer of the Week, if thats still open. I'm not familiar with the True Blood 'verse, but I think I can pick that up from the wiki.

(There...is a wiki, isn't there?)
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.

bubby

There better be a wiki..lol..it's in it's 5th season, with like... 10 books?

And yay for a Star! ADORE you!

PM me when you get some time I'll explain what I'm looking for exactly...

Aiden

The King of Maine would like a Fae pet to feed off of exclusively...  ^-^

JDrew Spider

Which reminds me....what exactly is going on. I plan on making my character quite tasty. :)
"Congratulations, you are no longer the most screwed over person on the planet". JD

Spider Hole
Apologies

bubby

Heh... a lot really..

Here are two of the biggest threads of the game:

The Lumination(Vampire bar)

Prickly Pineapple(Human&Shifter bar)

hopefully it helps you get an idea...















The Golden Touch

-Whaps the King and shakes her finger-  No munching on fae. Estelle and Omar create enough hubbub without nomming tasty fae ladies.


Right now, the game moves pretty slow- so there are plenty of places to jump in! Cannot wait to see what other people come up with.

"Yesterday was the easy day."
Ideas (Open) /What Floats My Boat\ Absences

Aiden


JDrew Spider

"Congratulations, you are no longer the most screwed over person on the planet". JD

Spider Hole
Apologies

LunarSage

Quote from: Aiden on June 20, 2012, 05:31:17 PM
Fuck that! I need a Fae so I can frolic out in the sun!

Yep, that worked out so well for the King of Mississippi...

Aw, what am I saying?  Frolic away!  >.>

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The Golden Touch

Because Omar frolicking would be hilarious... Since I'm seeing a tutu along with it.

"Yesterday was the easy day."
Ideas (Open) /What Floats My Boat\ Absences

GhettoMagick

Id like to join. I love Trueblood and the sookie stackhouse novels! I don't really know how to join.
I wanna be loved by you. Just you. And everyone else too. I wanna be loved by everyone. ;o)

The Golden Touch

You can browse the Character Thread and get an idea of the types of characters we've made in the past/currently. At the moment, we have a small confrontation between the Authority's choice for the new King of Bangor, Omar, the Voice of the Authority, Thea and the former King's Sheriff, Lilith and another vampire, Adar. You can find that scene starting at the Lumination (Vampire Bar.


One of the other threads, designated for all things Trueblood that do not get their own thread is Other Places around Bangor. It gets a lot of posts from Pack members, humans, the murder scenes and so on.

You can also see who's around to chat with in the OOC Chatter thread!

"Yesterday was the easy day."
Ideas (Open) /What Floats My Boat\ Absences

Starlequin

Alrighty, here's my boy. If there's anything wrong or not up to specs, let me know and I'll edit him right up.

My CS Application
Name: Seth Meadows
Actual Age: 26
Apparent Age: 36
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Human

Appearance:

Powers: Short-term bursts of heightened strength, speed, and sensory awareness via V ingestion/injection. Altered states of perception grant very minor resistance to illusion. Complete and utter disregard for safety of others, self-preservation or personal hygiene.

Skills: Ropework, phlebotomy, improvised weaponry, bladed weapons, improvised explosives, word and number puzzles, cake decorating

Occupation: Homeless Junkie

Weaknesses: Human fragility, suffers frequent audial/visual hallucinations, often hears nonexistent voices, mild obsession with picking up dropped or scattered coins, hardcore V addict

Personality: "They've all...What? No thank you, I don't want pie -- yes, they all have to die. Freaks. Leeches. Monstrous maggots and miserable mongrels masquerading as 'mainstreaming' making mankind mop up motley messes merely means more militant malevolence in my mind. There are others, too. Think like me. Everywhere. We're everywhere. But they're everywhere, too. Hidden. Down in the dark with the rats and worms. Down in the cellar. What? Yes. No. That's...no, factor of seven, not five. You whittle with the grain, see? Gives a sharper point. Yeah. There was one. A good one. Heard about him. He did good work. But they got him. Probably they got him and took him down in the dark. It's ok. They got him. But they won't get me. I'm gonna have me some fun, hee hee! And those things...all those pretty dead things...they're gonna scream..."

Brief History: Seth was born in Chicago, to what probably would have been a happy, idyllic family...if his mother Cassie hadn't died giving birth to him. His father, a floor manager for a local factory, was unable to deal with the loss of his wife, and fell into a bottle. Seth did his best to be a good son, keep his grades up, stay out of trouble, but unfortunately there wasn't much he could do to earn his drunken father's approval. Without the love and care of his better half, Carl Meadows proved to be a mean, rotten son of a bitch when in his cups, and to young Seth's heartbreak, home proved no safe haven growing up. Often the boy would spend his days wandering the city's safer streets, but as he grew he began exploring the darker alleys and back roads. By the time he graduated high school, he was living on the streets more often than at home...not that his father took notice.

When Seth was nineteen, Carl Meadows took his last shot of whiskey before his liver gave the great 'Fuck You' and quit on him. Seth watched, numb, from across the street as the paramedics hauled his father's corpse off to Sisters of Mercy Hospital. He waited maybe an hour before he packed a bag and struck out for the East Coast. He found Bangor when he was 22, having spent a few years snorting and smoking his way up and down the coast. When the vampires came out and V hit the streets, it was like a revelation. Fuck coke, to hell with smack, piss off meth; in the immortal words of Socrates, V was the shit. Of course, one can't just mainline one addiction after another without breaking something, and after the first few hits, Seth's mind finally cracked the big one. Reality became Something Other People Did, and much of the next couple years were spent in dim, dullwitted, delicious delirium. But then came the voices...the ones that slithered through the haze and instilled in Seth a purpose his drugged out brain saw no reason to refuse. There were monsters out there, right? And monsters needed to be fought, right? And people who fought monsters were heroes, and heroes got whatever they wanted, right?

Right...
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.

bubby

Quote from: Starlequin on June 21, 2012, 04:57:27 AM
Alrighty, here's my boy. If there's anything wrong or not up to specs, let me know and I'll edit him right up.

My CS Application
Name: Seth Meadows
Actual Age: 26
Apparent Age: 36
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Human

Appearance:

Powers: Short-term bursts of heightened strength, speed, and sensory awareness via V ingestion/injection. Altered states of perception grant very minor resistance to illusion. Complete and utter disregard for safety of others, self-preservation or personal hygiene.

Skills: Ropework, phlebotomy, improvised weaponry, bladed weapons, improvised explosives, word and number puzzles, cake decorating

Occupation: Homeless Junkie

Weaknesses: Human fragility, suffers frequent audial/visual hallucinations, often hears nonexistent voices, mild obsession with picking up dropped or scattered coins, hardcore V addict

Personality: "They've all...What? No thank you, I don't want pie -- yes, they all have to die. Freaks. Leeches. Monstrous maggots and miserable mongrels masquerading as 'mainstreaming' making mankind mop up motley messes merely means more militant malevolence in my mind. There are others, too. Think like me. Everywhere. We're everywhere. But they're everywhere, too. Hidden. Down in the dark with the rats and worms. Down in the cellar. What? Yes. No. That's...no, factor of seven, not five. You whittle with the grain, see? Gives a sharper point. Yeah. There was one. A good one. Heard about him. He did good work. But they got him. Probably they got him and took him down in the dark. It's ok. They got him. But they won't get me. I'm gonna have me some fun, hee hee! And those things...all those pretty dead things...they're gonna scream..."

Brief History: Seth was born in Chicago, to what probably would have been a happy, idyllic family...if his mother Cassie hadn't died giving birth to him. His father, a floor manager for a local factory, was unable to deal with the loss of his wife, and fell into a bottle. Seth did his best to be a good son, keep his grades up, stay out of trouble, but unfortunately there wasn't much he could do to earn his drunken father's approval. Without the love and care of his better half, Carl Meadows proved to be a mean, rotten son of a bitch when in his cups, and to young Seth's heartbreak, home proved no safe haven growing up. Often the boy would spend his days wandering the city's safer streets, but as he grew he began exploring the darker alleys and back roads. By the time he graduated high school, he was living on the streets more often than at home...not that his father took notice.

When Seth was nineteen, Carl Meadows took his last shot of whiskey before his liver gave the great 'Fuck You' and quit on him. Seth watched, numb, from across the street as the paramedics hauled his father's corpse off to Sisters of Mercy Hospital. He waited maybe an hour before he packed a bag and struck out for the East Coast. He found Bangor when he was 22, having spent a few years snorting and smoking his way up and down the coast. When the vampires came out and V hit the streets, it was like a revelation. Fuck coke, to hell with smack, piss off meth; in the immortal words of Socrates, V was the shit. Of course, one can't just mainline one addiction after another without breaking something, and after the first few hits, Seth's mind finally cracked the big one. Reality became Something Other People Did, and much of the next couple years were spent in dim, dullwitted, delicious delirium. But then came the voices...the ones that slithered through the haze and instilled in Seth a purpose his drugged out brain saw no reason to refuse. There were monsters out there, right? And monsters needed to be fought, right? And people who fought monsters were heroes, and heroes got whatever they wanted, right?

Right...

O_O! HAHHA!! Omg...he is frikkin AWESOME. I expected no less for you Star m'luv! Accepted. Just below are a few pertinent threads for you to bookmark, and I'll PM you the other game threads you'll need. Say howdy in the OOC, then pick a thread you'd like to start in!

JDrew Spider

"Congratulations, you are no longer the most screwed over person on the planet". JD

Spider Hole
Apologies

bubby


bubby

Ghetto, I've sent you a PM if you're still interested in joining!

JDrew Spider

Name: Deja Kunik Harris


Actual Age: 23
Apparent Age: 18
Sex: Female
Sexuality: straight
Race: Fae/human

Powers: Thought projection, slight telekinesis
Skills: Guitarist and singer.

Personality: She’s somewhat outgoing and bold. Very random at times with a good sense of humor, but she can be sensitive. She can be a very curious person which often leads her in to trouble. Other times she knows exactly when to get the hell out of dodge to avoid an accident. Deja has big dreams and often has an idealists spirit.

Brief History: Deja was adopted from birth. Her origins were left severely unknown. She was raised by an elderly couple in Washington. Growing up with two creative parents allowed her to explore her hidden talents. She was awfully good at playing the flute and other assorted wind instruments. However her favorite instrument is the guitar. The first time she ever kissed a boy was in the 9th grade and that’s the first time she ever heard anyone’s thoughts in her head. Unfortunately that boy wasn’t the most romantic thinker so she slapped him and walked off. In the tenth grade she dated basketball player and on the night they were to consummate their relationship she said she wanted to get married first. However this didn’t go to well for him and he dumped her, later on she discovered he had herpes.

The last two years of high school flew bye and before she knew it she was off to college in Maine to study music. Bangor was the first place she had traveled too in all her suburban years. She's officially on her own and calls her parents everyday. In her whole life she's never had any relations with the supernatural unless her cock-eyed fifth grade teacher counts as supernatural. She doesn't know much about werewolves, vampires or any of that in between. All the information she retains is either by word of mouth or the news. Currently she holds a night job working at bar and attends school during the day.

Ons: She's a bit of a romantic, but every now and then a girl just needs hair pulling, biting, scratching and rough sex in public places.
Offs: Toilet play and gore

(let me know if this needs a changing!)
"Congratulations, you are no longer the most screwed over person on the planet". JD

Spider Hole
Apologies

bubby

She looks good to me hun. Since you have her a bit ignorant about the Supers, how about you have her working at the PP?

Aiden