Blackoak Asylum Discussion

cirrus • 3 January 2014 at 5:57 PM

If you have not, please read the RP thread first: http://eggcave.com/forums/topic/46473

Rules:
-No Godmodding.
-No Mary-Sues.
-Any OOC talk on the RP thread must be short and accompanied by RP.
-Your character must have one power, which they might or might not know what it is. They can have up to three side powers that relate to the main power. (Ex. M: Shapeshifter S: Talking to animals, mind control on animals, etc.) (Ex2. M: Weather S: Electricity, Air)
-This is a remake of a previous RP (which can be found here: http://eggcave.com/forums/topic/42700/#998598) and it got too violent. On the lower half of page four, you can see that eggcaveteam posted something as a warning. For this RP, if I think a post is too violent, I will make you change it. And of course, if you find someone else's post too violent, tell them.
-You may have up to two characters.
-This is literate, so you must have at least three sentences per post and correct grammar.
-To prove you read everything, put a smiley in the other section on your form.
-I realize that this is probably confusing, so please ask any and every question you may have.
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Your characters have no idea of their life before they got to Blackoak. However, at the end of your form, write me a short story about their life before Blackoak, and how they got kidnapped.

Form:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Personality:
Appearance:
Main Power:
Side Power(s)[optional]:
Other:
Sample Paragraph:

featherstar_stormclan • 11 January 2014 at 10:10 PM

Name: River
Gender: Female
Age: 18 years
Personality: Rude, snappish, untrusting, and cautious.
Appearance: Six foot with long bushy dirty blond hair. She has bright green eyes
Main Power: Controlling water
Side Power(s)[optional]: breathing in water(pretty much grows gills), swimming incredibly swiftly.
Other: ☹️
Sample Paragraph:
River sat by the waters edge poking her toes in it and looking up at her mother smiling at her. She walked up to her mother reaching out to hug her, and as she did so a scream sounded from up the river. Her mother cried out as people came running out of the forest around them; without a moments notice her mother was drug off away from the small girl standing there crying out for her mom. And then she was being picked up and before she knew it the forest around her dissolved and faded as she sank into a dreamless sleep.

@skittlejg Did I do this right?

cirrus • 12 January 2014 at 12:44 AM

@featherstar_stormclan Yes, other than the fact that you put a frowny face rather than a smiley face in the other section. Accepted though. 😃

My form:

Name: Michael Budde
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Personality: Michael is easily angered, and he isn't afraid to use lethal force to escape. He doesn't trust people easily and finds a problem with almost everyone. He can be very hard to get along with. Michael usually tries to act very nice to people and get to know them. After a while however, he'll become more judgmental of them, usually ending up making them mad and vice versa.
Appearance: Michael has short blonde hair, and is about 6 feet tall. He has bright blue eyes. Michael wears a white shirt and black shorts.
Main Power: Ability to control plasma. It's yellow in color and he can manipulate it into weapons or use it like fire.
Side Power(s)[optional]: Forcefields from plasma, flight by using plasma to propel forward, electricity control
Other: 😃
Sample Paragraph:

The night came quickly to Michael. He could feel the darkness closing in on him. Soon his tired eyes were glued closed, and he fell to sleep in his quiet room.

Michael woke up to the sound of one hundred sirens. His front door burst off it's hinges. They were coming for him. They knew about his powers.

This was the third time he had moved in the past two years. He was running low on money and had decided to stay an extra longer so that he wouldn't be completely broke in the next city, wherever that would have been. But now he would pay for that decision.

The door to his bedroom burst open. He was standing on his bed, his hands ablaze with plasma. He had been training. He shot down the man in the doorway whose gun was pointed directly at him. Many more rushed in his room. He flung the plasma. Creating a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, he fought them off, but still they came. He was forced to shut himself in a forcefield while the guards shot at it. It became weaker with every bullet fired. Until suddenly it burst. A hot lava swept over the room taking out most of the guards. The walls sizzled, but more guards pushed through the doorways. And they were getting more creative. They blew holes in the walls, they threw small bombs at him. He fended them off, but his arms were aching worse than he had ever felt.

And finally, came the last straw. The window blew open, shard of glass going everywhere. More men rushed in all ready to shoot. His forcefield was getting ever weaker, and it wasn't large enough to cover all sides of him anymore. A man jumped at him. Michael gripped the man's shoulder with his plasma covered hand. The man shouted, kicking him in the back of the knee. Michael fell. The man in navy stepped on his back with one foot, pulling up his arms with another. He was trapped. He was brought to a vehicle that looked something like an ambulance. They threw him in the back.

Only then did Michael realize he was half naked. They gave him a cheap white shirt and a pair of shorts. He wished he had shoes, but he wouldn't get those. As they drove, men asked him all sorts of questions about himself. After about 15 minutes, they grabbed a syringe with a large needle. He only then noticed he was strapped down. He shook, blasting one of the men with plasma, but it was useless. As the needle entered his body, he felt drowsy. They world started to go black. Michael slipped into unconsciousness. When he awoke, all of his life would be erased from his memory.

tillypup • 12 January 2014 at 9:05 AM

Could I join?@skittlejg

My form:

Name: Andrea Collins
Gender: female
Age: 18
Personality: Andrea is kind and sweet, but has a sharp, cold mind. She isn't afraid to use her powers, that's for sure.
Appearance: She has short red hair, grey eyes, and a splash of freckles. She is five foot four.
Main Power: Invisibility
Side Power(s): Can manipulate shadows, can use stars to defend herself and others
Other: 😊
Sample Paragraph:
Andrea woke up with the rise of the sun. Andrea walked over to the fire and started it up. Pulling out a cooking pan, she decided to search her backpack for breakfast. Two pancakes. She put the pancakes near the fire to let them warm up. As she was waiting she heard sirens blare. Quickly Andrea put a shadow barrier around the camp. She ran, not remembering to make herself invisible. Andrea felt a poke in her arm, and she slipped to an blank sleep...

jupiter_hollow • 12 January 2014 at 10:10 AM

@skittlejg Can we make psych keepers? The people who take care of the crazies? ^^ I might end up making either two of those or one such and a power human. o3o

cirrus • 12 January 2014 at 10:30 AM

@tillypup Accepted

@jupiter_hollow Uuh, would they be trying to escape or what?

jupiter_hollow • 12 January 2014 at 10:38 AM

@skittlejg
The psych keepers are the ones that take care of the mental hospital patients... So no, they wouldn't be trying to escape. And they wouldn't have powers.

cirrus • 12 January 2014 at 10:45 AM

@jupiter_hollow Okay but I'm just wondering, how would they contribute to the plot?

jupiter_hollow • 12 January 2014 at 10:46 AM

@skittlejg
Wait... Dude, we are going to start when the patients escape? Like, no backstory, no reason of the escape, just start from there? o-o

cirrus • 12 January 2014 at 11:10 AM

@jupiter_hollow Uhh, yea... What do you mean no backstory? The reason of the escape is they don't want to be tortured in there anymore.

jupiter_hollow • 12 January 2014 at 11:12 AM

@skittlejg
No, but the reason that the doors open. xD

Nevermind x'DDD I'll just make a mutant. =P Eventually >.>

cirrus • 12 January 2014 at 11:17 AM

@jupiter_hollow Okay, well I was thinking, you could do a thing like you did with Nostromo where one of the workers is secretly doing stuff to help them.

jupiter_hollow • 12 January 2014 at 11:28 AM

@skittlejg
My point exactly. However, I won't make the outisde person all that good... I don't see how an inside person would benefit them, so I think I'll make the enemy instead - the leader of Kraven's group of guards that would be sent after the patients?

cirrus • 12 January 2014 at 11:47 AM

@jupiter_hollow Okay, that's fine.

tillypup • 13 January 2014 at 2:46 PM

@skittlejg When will we start rping?

cirrus • 13 January 2014 at 5:38 PM

@tillypup wHEN WE GET AT LEAST ONE MORE PERSON.

spiritkoi • 13 January 2014 at 6:14 PM

@skittlejg I night join, but I've been a little busy lately so I won't post as much as I would usually...

Name: Rina
Gender: female
Age: 14
Personality: each time she shifts into another person's image she takes an aspect of their personality resulting in randomness, people consider her insane when she's not
Appearance: long black hair, brown eyes, slightly tall for age
Main Power: shift herself to look like another person
Side Power(s)[optional]: can mimic a person's voice exactly and other sounds
Other: 😋 😊 😃
Sample Paragraph:

Why was she following them? She looked ahead of the line. Why was she here? She looked behind her. Hollow eyes stared back at her. Rina closed her eyes. What was it my mother said?

"Dear, it's for your own good..." Then the men came. Big, menacing men. Their eyes were cold as ice. Rina felt her feet fly up the stairs into her room. What could she do? She tried turning into her cousin, but they weren't fools. No one was a fool but her. They took her.

And now she was here. Here walking. Walking how far? The line stopped. He came down. The same man she saw before they took her. Ha, the strange man... He stared in her eyes, her soul. "Her," he simply said. The darkness welcomed her. Just like it did before. She always did like the dark....

Deleted • 14 January 2014 at 12:11 AM

@skittlejg this topic sounds interesting, mind if I join?

Name: Ashlin Mells
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Personality: Reserved; through years of punishment for her words, she has learned to contain herself and only speak when others initiate the conversation. She is caring and although sometimes sarcastic, she means well.
Appearance: She's quite short and petite and covers her sharp figure with large flowing clothing. She has unusual violet eyes and long hair that flows like river down her back.
Main power: She possesses the ability to heal minor wounds of others by speeding up the natural clotting process. She is however unable to mimic these results upon herself.
Side powers: Mutating cells to create small amounts of cancerous cells.
Other: 😊
Sample paragraph: Her eyes flickered open after mere seconds of silence. Bile rose up into her mouth as the unmistakable cry of a young child echoed down the hall, bounding off every corner, every nook until it completely consumed the crushing darkness.

"Stop crying. Please. Stop" She silently pleaded to the young boy she knew only as Shift. Then, the sound of boots marching ever closer. She ventured to speak, rolling her dry tongue over in her mouth. The movement was foreign to her. "Shift, no. They're coming."

"Quiet, kid" The voice was harsh and low. The sobbing intensified. Scraping as the door whined open and she retreated to the corner covering her ears pleading against the inevitable. But nothing could silence the sounds of torture. Then it was done. The steps faded away.

"I told you not to cry, Shift. I told you."

cirrus • 14 January 2014 at 8:20 AM

@spiritkoi Accepted

@mila_titan Accepted

@tillypup @featherstar_stormclan
I think we have enough to start.


@jupiter_hollow
Are you going to make a character?

jupiter_hollow • 14 January 2014 at 12:56 PM

@skittlejg @spiritkoi @featherstar_stormclan @mila_titan @tillypup

Should I make a boy or girl? I'll definitely be making one of my characters male, I have him planned and he's a weirdo xD But I need your collective opinion on a probably future second character. xD

tillypup • 14 January 2014 at 3:34 PM

Maybe you should do your main male, and a female. Just my opinion.

cirrus • 14 January 2014 at 5:38 PM

@jupiter_hollow I agree with tillypup. Have your main a male, then have another female.

jupiter_hollow • 14 January 2014 at 5:49 PM

@skittlejg @tillypup
My main? xD And does that make the other character an addition or something? Dudes, there is no main or side characters. Whatever, I'll decide for myself. ^^"

cirrus • 14 January 2014 at 6:03 PM

@jupiter_hollow Well you said you'd make a character, then possibly another one in the future. I meant the one you make now should be a guy, but make a girl if you create one later on.

jupiter_hollow • 14 January 2014 at 6:10 PM

@skittlejg
Yeah but neither is a 'main'. xD I know how people create one character and then add another one for the sole purpose of adding to the first character. That's what I assumed you were implying.

cirrus • 14 January 2014 at 6:49 PM

@jupiter_hollow Oh, no, when I said main I meant more like original. Your original character should be a boy, but if you decide to make another, it should be a girl.

jupiter_hollow • 14 January 2014 at 7:32 PM

@skittlejg
@tillypup I'll think about it, but it will most likely be a girl, yes ^^

Name: Rok (no other name)
Gender: Male
Age: Looks to be around 18-19, though since the boy himself can't say so, his age is still unknown.
Personality: As a result of his long stay at the asylum, after being subjected to a fair amoutn of torture, the previously happy-go-lucky boy's mentality went completely awry and eventually he instilled in himself the idea that he was a wolf - he could muster no other explanation as to why he was treated as such. And after receiving the treatment of an animal, he eventually became one himself. He acts entirely like a wolf, demonstrating different variations of canine behaviour. He is as playful as a wolf pup and, sometimes, as distrustful and scared as one. Often seeking refuge next to people he receives proper treatment from. Wary at first, but very lovable once he finds himself an 'Alpha' (someone he associates with closeness, kindness and support), which he then proceeds to follow around and protect fervently.
Appearance: His built and appearance is hardly visible since Rok constantly walks on all fours or retracts himself into a crouch, long (mostly matted) hair often shielding his eyes from view. When straightening to his full height (which is a rare occurence nowadays), he's revealed to be quite bulky and well-built. His body is lean, made of chiselled muscle as the boy takes a liking to exercise and running around constantly, which makes for maintaining his strong physique. His large form is accentuated by an improper posture - aside from his wolfish walking, he also tends to keep his body narrowed when walking on his feet, with knees slightly bent, as if his body is coiled and ready to spring. Dark skin, heavily tanned from hours on end spent outside - he favours daylight greatly, as opposed to the animal he transforms into. He has chest-length dark brown hair, mostly unkempt and rarely brushed, which hangs in matted strands over his shoulders and seldom covers his face as well. While he tries fervently to brush the floppy 'mane' away from his eyes, it keeps curtaining them. Said eyes are a warm brown color, lighter than his skin, which is to imply they're nearly amber.
Main Power: Shapeshifting into a large dark brown-furred wolf.
Side Power(s)[optional]: Communicating with canines and felines alike.
Other: 😈 Used to have a brother, Ragnar, who unfortunately died in the asylum, at the hands of their captors. The older sibling had the same abilities as his brother and was definitely the more intellgient one. His death was one of the preconditions of Rok's gradual downspiral into insanity.
Sample Paragraph: (Rok is 15 and Ragnar is 20 here, Rok is sane and a normal boy)

"Ragnar!" his voice rung over the noise of angered chatter of the men trying to confine him. They had him in a firm necklock, strong hands gripping at his bicep and wrists, encircling his torso firmly as well. He struggled feebly, any atempt against the multiple strenght of numbers fruitless. "Ragnar!"
They all seemed to pause. He himself quieted down as well, listening into the silence long enough to hear the low, guttural rumble resonating through the house. His captors shrinked under the sound of threateningly sharp footsteps, periodic rumbles and the sound of cracking bones.
A scream. The men seemed to recognize the voice as one of their own. He knew they could sense the beast raging in the other room, but were all to afraid to go and check.

However, he appeared shortly. A man, monstrous in build and appearance, hair marking the sides of his face as well as his wired forearms, both limbs clawed and covered in hair from the elbow down. His muzzle, very much humanlike, was parted in a vicious snarl, meat from the neck of another man still dangling from in-between his sharp teeth.
Rok grappled towards him, recognizing.
"Ragnar!" he pleaded, reaching a hand pleadingly towards the other. He found himself manhandled, arm twisted behind his back - he heard the crack of his own shoulder joint soon enough. He screamed out in agony, head thrown back and teeth grit.
This was the last straw...
The beast howled.
With a heavy pounce, Ragnar attacked the men head on, regardless of the feel of bullets dotting his chest periodically. His inner wolf ignored the pain and grappled towards its sibling fervently. Clawed hands ripped apart human flesh, drawing ragged screams from the fallen men, claws gutting and tugging on dangling flesh. Regardless, Rok reached towards him, falling into those same arms as soon as his captor fell throatless beside him. He clung tightly onto his brother, drawing strained breaths of relief and choking his tears back.
Being close to each other after nearly being taken caught them in the moment entirely and it wasn't until the blearing of a siren reached them did they realize they were surrounded.
"Mosnters." a sniper growled out, aiming the first sleeping dart as precisely as he would a deadly bullet; then fired, finding satisfaction at seeing the younger of the two's body coil from the pain of the needle.
Rok gasped, eyes snapping open as his entire being began to become dull from paralizys. His head swam, arms mindlessly clutching onto the fabric of his brother's shirt.
Why had the men come? Or tried to hurt them? Surely there couldn't be anything monstrous in two tortured souls trying to survive...
He could distinctly hear Ragnar's pained wail, not of pain, but of sorrow. He felt the older embrace him warmly and curled into that warmth just as he was falling asleep.

#Vcharacter

cirrus • 15 January 2014 at 7:48 PM

@jupiter_hollow @spiritkoi @featherstar_stormclan @mila_titan @tillypup

We can start whenever, I posted last though, so I can't.

tillypup • 18 January 2014 at 8:09 AM

@skittlejg @jupiter_hollow @mila_titan @mila_titan @spiritkoi
May all our characters meet each other soon?

jupiter_hollow • 18 January 2014 at 8:30 AM

@tillypup
Well, technically, I think our characters will eventually meet since they would be the only ones that escape the asylum.

@skittlejg I assume so, that is.