((Oh, this seems interesting! I'm up for a new RP, and I love pirates, so count me in! Question, though, there's no gender, so I'm assuming you have to be male? It said laddy so yeah. Plus, as far as I know, most pirates were male.))
Appearance: To start, Viktor stands at 6'7" and has a somewhat muscular build. As well, he has thin lips, usually with a cigar between them, and a slightly prominent nose. His eyes are a crimson red color, and almost always seem to hold some sort of anger or annoyance in them. Other than that, his expression is, for the most part, nonchalant. He has dark auburn hair that barely reaches past the back of his neck. His hair is rather messy and shiny, and sometimes has a green and black hat with a red star obscuring it.
Onto his outfit, Viktor wears a black, long-sleeved black shirt and black pants. As well, a coat that looks rather new adorns his top half, the colors of it being black with red trimming. The coat has several pockets, mostly towards the middle-bottom. On rare occasions, he can be seen with a red star pin on his coat. Short black gloves cover his hands and black combat boots cover his feet and reach to just above his ankles. A scarf wraps around his neck, and sometimes over the lower half of his face, the color of it usually being white, gray or red.
Personality: Viktor is rather stoic and quiet, and usually only speaks when spoken to- sometimes not even then. He has a strong distrust of people and usually prefers solitude over the company of most people that aren't his sisters. He is extremely blunt, bitter, and sarcastic. As well, he is judgemental and, for the most part, serious. He's difficult to embarrass, as he has master the art of..The "poker face".
Also, he ends a lot of his sentences in 'da', for no particular reason.
Skills: He is skilled at using his pipe as a reliable weapon, and he is also fairly decent with a knife.
Powers: Other than being extremely intimidating?
None.
Bio: http://2phetalia.wikia.com/wiki/Russia This doesn't have a backstory, just some speculation, and theories, so I'm just going to make my own backstory for him..Since no one else officially has, I think.
So, my weird fanfic of his backstory...I guess!
Viktor doesn't remember much of his childhood, other than a few details. He was a privileged child who got in trouble for jokingly tormenting the other kids far too much. His sisters were always distant to him, especially Anastasia, his younger sister. Otherwise..Not much happened.
As he grew older, as a country and a 'person', he became quieter, his mentality bending. After World War II, he finally snapped. He became bitter and much more distant, losing trust in almost everyone. He became paranoid that something like that would happen again, or that someone would betray him. So, he distanced himself from everyone.
So, he continued life as a bitter shell of his old, upbeat self.
Other: He has a thick Russian accent and speaks the language fluently. Also, he carries a water pipe with him everywhere he goes, and I mean everywhere he goes.
Past Occupation: Human Experiments- Helping with the powers.
Power: Extremely high tolerance for poisons, gases, etc.
Personality: When you first meet her, Chrystal can come off as highly serious or depressing at first, and a person who likes using big words. If you start to get to know her, unless she doesn't dislike you, she'll begin to loosen up, laughing and smiling much more often, joking around if it's a good time. Still, even then she's serious when she has to, and gets annoyed extremely easily. She gets angry easy, as well, but would rather make clever comebacks instead of fighting. Lastly, she has social anxiety, where she thinks her friends, and everyone, really, hates her secretly, even if they don't show signs of it.
Appearance: Her hair is a dirty blonde color and wavy, reaching a little past her shoulder blades. As for her eyes, they're around the same color as milk chocolate. Her skin is pale, with a few burns on her arms. She wears a black zip-up hoodie, a plain white shirt underneath, and black pants. As well as this, she wears knee-high brown boots.
Backstory: Chrystal was never like the other kids. She's a little different. While others played hide and seek, she played doctor. When the other kids played Mario and Luigi, she was studying. She had a small group of friends, consisting of about three people, her included. Well, not 'friends', more..People she tolerated more than the other people.
Chrystal's parents were always proud, and terrified, of their daughter. Then again, she was, in a sense, a smart psychopath, why wouldn't they be? Throughout her life, Chrystal always had a love for two things; science and horror. People just..Weren't her thing.
Fast forward a few years. When Chrystal was thirteen, her parents were killed. Where was she during this? Hidden in a closet, staring coldly at the murderer. Later, she was sent to an orphanage, which she ran away from. Not long after, her hair began to slowly turn white, due to Marie Antoinette syndrome. Eventually, however, when things began to stabilize as much as they could for the girl, this began to fade, her hair slowly going back to normal as it grew.
Fast forwarding again, when she turned 20, she began working as an intern at ExStar. Not long after, she was promoted, and when she turned 24, she was trusted enough to help implement powers into people. Two months into being a twenty-five year old, and they implemented one power into her. And now..Here she is..
Skills: Being sarcastic and occasionally funny, smart, can sometimes calm people down..
Gear: A knife, and two syringes, one filled with a 'poison' that knocks people out for a few minutes, and an empty one.
My white knuckles clenched even tighter around my scythe as I slashed through the last of the centipeedles. Relaxing my grip, I allowed the weapon to disappear. I lifted my gaze off the ground, scanning the area for the mother, to no avail. Eyes narrowing, I slowly made my way out of the cave I found the corrupted gems. I coughed a bit as I made my way home, eyes flickering around, in case I, for some reason, saw something out of the ordinary.
I, being the generous person I am, have decided to give you, lucky person, a vacation for the next three days. You were chosen at random, as I went to six random houses across the area, setting up the invitations.
Please, enjoy your train ride, and be safe. I'd hate for something bad to happen..
Sincerely,
J.C. and co.
Six people, all sent on a trip to Manchester, England, all from this 'J.C.' person. The people seem to be in the same general area, not as close as to know each other by name, but just close enough to board the same train.
While it may not seem like it at first, every person there has one thing in common, other than being in the same boat. They all have had a feeling of being watched for the past six months. Perhaps this wasn't so 'random' after all?
Either way, the train leaves tomorrow, on February 13, 1965, so get ready.
Nothing could go wrong, right?
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Rules:
-Normal RP rules apply. No powergaming/godmodding, metagaming, etc. You know the drill.
-PG-13.
-Drama ICly is fine, and even encouraged slightly!
-OOC drama is out of the question.
-One character per person to start out. I may allow more later.
-Try to post at least one paragraph per post. Longer is fine, as well!
-These are normal people. No super human abilities or anything of the sort.
-Three chances to apply.
-Put 'madness' somewhere in your application so I know you read the rules.
-You're more likely to be accepted if you have a bio versus if you leave it blank, Just a tip.
-Have fun!
Application:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Inventory:
Bio(Optional):
Fears:
Other:
This is not a normal train. That's all I'm giving you..For now.
This is what was going on in my head when I made this..Sorry..
Hey Anna, you're a sucky person, so you wanna know what you should do? Make another forum roleplay without responding to your other ones! YEAH! THIS'LL BE AWESOME!
Brain: and this is why you're a disappointment to everyone..
Oh, wait..Dang it! Someone already did Moonstone-kind of.. Oh well..))
Name: Emerald Appearance: Emerald has long, wavy green hair, reaching to about her shoulder blades, framing two dark green eyes. Her skin is mint green, with random darker splotches scattered about. She wears a half-shirt, with an diamond in the middle, which is different shades of green. For pants, she wears black leggings, cutting off mid-calf. On her feet are green boots, overlapping her leggings. Her gem is located on her left shoulder, and is shaped like a teardrop. Personality: When you first meet her, she's cold. Slowly, however, Emerald would begin to lighten up, showing you the softer, lighter side of her. She gets angry easy, and has a smart mouth. At times, she can seem happy, other times sad, leading many people to believe she has bipolar disorder- which she might. Weapon:Scythe Place of residence: A small, quiet town called Aegis. Other: I like storms, especially the thunder.
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((Oh.
well
uh
i knew that
totally.
hehehe..))
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((You're welcome, I think! Anyways, expect an app within the day(maybe).))
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((Oh, this seems interesting! I'm up for a new RP, and I love pirates, so count me in! Question, though, there's no gender, so I'm assuming you have to be male? It said laddy so yeah. Plus, as far as I know, most pirates were male.))
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((oh.
butlike
I'm not cool.
XD))
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Name: Viktor Bogdanov or '2p! Russia'.
He prefers the former over the later.
Gender: Male.
Age: He doesn't know, he doesn't care.
Appearance: To start, Viktor stands at 6'7" and has a somewhat muscular build. As well, he has thin lips, usually with a cigar between them, and a slightly prominent nose. His eyes are a crimson red color, and almost always seem to hold some sort of anger or annoyance in them. Other than that, his expression is, for the most part, nonchalant. He has dark auburn hair that barely reaches past the back of his neck. His hair is rather messy and shiny, and sometimes has a green and black hat with a red star obscuring it.
Onto his outfit, Viktor wears a black, long-sleeved black shirt and black pants. As well, a coat that looks rather new adorns his top half, the colors of it being black with red trimming. The coat has several pockets, mostly towards the middle-bottom. On rare occasions, he can be seen with a red star pin on his coat. Short black gloves cover his hands and black combat boots cover his feet and reach to just above his ankles. A scarf wraps around his neck, and sometimes over the lower half of his face, the color of it usually being white, gray or red.
Personality: Viktor is rather stoic and quiet, and usually only speaks when spoken to- sometimes not even then. He has a strong distrust of people and usually prefers solitude over the company of most people that aren't his sisters. He is extremely blunt, bitter, and sarcastic. As well, he is judgemental and, for the most part, serious. He's difficult to embarrass, as he has master the art of..The "poker face".
Also, he ends a lot of his sentences in 'da', for no particular reason.
Skills: He is skilled at using his pipe as a reliable weapon, and he is also fairly decent with a knife.
Powers: Other than being extremely intimidating?
None.
Bio: http://2phetalia.wikia.com/wiki/Russia This doesn't have a backstory, just some speculation, and theories, so I'm just going to make my own backstory for him..Since no one else officially has, I think.
So, my weird fanfic of his backstory...I guess!
Viktor doesn't remember much of his childhood, other than a few details. He was a privileged child who got in trouble for jokingly tormenting the other kids far too much. His sisters were always distant to him, especially Anastasia, his younger sister. Otherwise..Not much happened.
As he grew older, as a country and a 'person', he became quieter, his mentality bending. After World War II, he finally snapped. He became bitter and much more distant, losing trust in almost everyone. He became paranoid that something like that would happen again, or that someone would betray him. So, he distanced himself from everyone.
So, he continued life as a bitter shell of his old, upbeat self.
Other: He has a thick Russian accent and speaks the language fluently. Also, he carries a water pipe with him everywhere he goes, and I mean everywhere he goes.
Also, Kazoo.
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((omgnoadversisingbanned.
I'm kidding. x3
I did, and it seems really cool!))
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((Accepted.
Sorry I didn't get to it sooner! I was on vacation.))
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Name: Chrystal Surrielle
Age: 25
Past Occupation: Human Experiments- Helping with the powers.
Power: Extremely high tolerance for poisons, gases, etc.
Personality: When you first meet her, Chrystal can come off as highly serious or depressing at first, and a person who likes using big words. If you start to get to know her, unless she doesn't dislike you, she'll begin to loosen up, laughing and smiling much more often, joking around if it's a good time. Still, even then she's serious when she has to, and gets annoyed extremely easily. She gets angry easy, as well, but would rather make clever comebacks instead of fighting. Lastly, she has social anxiety, where she thinks her friends, and everyone, really, hates her secretly, even if they don't show signs of it.
Appearance: Her hair is a dirty blonde color and wavy, reaching a little past her shoulder blades. As for her eyes, they're around the same color as milk chocolate. Her skin is pale, with a few burns on her arms. She wears a black zip-up hoodie, a plain white shirt underneath, and black pants. As well as this, she wears knee-high brown boots.
Backstory: Chrystal was never like the other kids. She's a little different. While others played hide and seek, she played doctor. When the other kids played Mario and Luigi, she was studying. She had a small group of friends, consisting of about three people, her included. Well, not 'friends', more..People she tolerated more than the other people.
Chrystal's parents were always proud, and terrified, of their daughter. Then again, she was, in a sense, a smart psychopath, why wouldn't they be? Throughout her life, Chrystal always had a love for two things; science and horror. People just..Weren't her thing.
Fast forward a few years. When Chrystal was thirteen, her parents were killed. Where was she during this? Hidden in a closet, staring coldly at the murderer. Later, she was sent to an orphanage, which she ran away from. Not long after, her hair began to slowly turn white, due to Marie Antoinette syndrome. Eventually, however, when things began to stabilize as much as they could for the girl, this began to fade, her hair slowly going back to normal as it grew.
Fast forwarding again, when she turned 20, she began working as an intern at ExStar. Not long after, she was promoted, and when she turned 24, she was trusted enough to help implement powers into people. Two months into being a twenty-five year old, and they implemented one power into her. And now..Here she is..
Skills: Being sarcastic and occasionally funny, smart, can sometimes calm people down..
Gear: A knife, and two syringes, one filled with a 'poison' that knocks people out for a few minutes, and an empty one.
Got lazy on the appearance, sorry.
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((It's k!
))
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((It's fine, Spark. I mentioned it in a PM.
))
[Emerald]
My white knuckles clenched even tighter around my scythe as I slashed through the last of the centipeedles. Relaxing my grip, I allowed the weapon to disappear. I lifted my gaze off the ground, scanning the area for the mother, to no avail. Eyes narrowing, I slowly made my way out of the cave I found the corrupted gems. I coughed a bit as I made my way home, eyes flickering around, in case I, for some reason, saw something out of the ordinary.
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((Either or, I suppose.))
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Dear Reader,
I, being the generous person I am, have decided to give you, lucky person, a vacation for the next three days. You were chosen at random, as I went to six random houses across the area, setting up the invitations.
Please, enjoy your train ride, and be safe. I'd hate for something bad to happen..
Sincerely,
J.C. and co.
Six people, all sent on a trip to Manchester, England, all from this 'J.C.' person. The people seem to be in the same general area, not as close as to know each other by name, but just close enough to board the same train.
While it may not seem like it at first, every person there has one thing in common, other than being in the same boat. They all have had a feeling of being watched for the past six months. Perhaps this wasn't so 'random' after all?
Either way, the train leaves tomorrow, on February 13, 1965, so get ready.
Nothing could go wrong, right?
This is what was going on in my head when I made this..Sorry..
Hey Anna, you're a sucky person, so you wanna know what you should do? Make another forum roleplay without responding to your other ones! YEAH! THIS'LL BE AWESOME!
Brain: and this is why you're a disappointment to everyone..
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((Oh, alrighty then!))
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((Yay! I love Steven Universe!
Oh, wait..Dang it! Someone already did Moonstone-kind of.. Oh well..))
Name: Emerald
Appearance: Emerald has long, wavy green hair, reaching to about her shoulder blades, framing two dark green eyes. Her skin is mint green, with random darker splotches scattered about. She wears a half-shirt, with an diamond in the middle, which is different shades of green. For pants, she wears black leggings, cutting off mid-calf. On her feet are green boots, overlapping her leggings. Her gem is located on her left shoulder, and is shaped like a teardrop.
Personality: When you first meet her, she's cold. Slowly, however, Emerald would begin to lighten up, showing you the softer, lighter side of her. She gets angry easy, and has a smart mouth. At times, she can seem happy, other times sad, leading many people to believe she has bipolar disorder- which she might.
Weapon: Scythe
Place of residence: A small, quiet town called Aegis.
Other: I like storms, especially the thunder.
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((I'd be willing to continue! I get out of school tomorrow, so..Yeah! I do have camp, but that's only a few hours on weekdays.))