It's normal, 21st century Earth. Earth is not the place the adventure starts. Read the story, and you will understand. It started with 3 year old Rosie Swanse. She had a nightmare. But her parents couldn't shake her out of it. She never woke up. This became known as "Night disease" and it was considered worse than the plauge, a illness of a permenant nightmare. It chose random victims, young and old, boy and girl, all who suffered a fate worse than death. They didn't die, their nightmares took them to another world. They are people in that world now, the world of Miriha. The world of eternal night, the world of treachery, betrayal. You can never be safe in Miriha. In a world where thoughts speak louder than words, where death, treachery and betrayal are part of everyday life, you are a victim of Night Disease. You are stuck in a world of never ending darkness, with no hope of ever returning home. But you must try to discover why Night disease was caused, how to halt it, and most importantly, how to survive. That is the hardest task of all. Each person has a certain gift, a power, which they must use wisely.Watch every step, for one wong move could have tragic consequences. In the world, you live in the city of Nombre. Surrounding this city is the midnight woods, thought to go on forever. You may be wondering what happened to Rosie. Rosie was tortured by the evil forces at the other end of the tunnel of her nightmare. As a result, when they finally let her go, she was broken, but had gained the extraordinary power to see a little way into the future. She began to pop up in unexpected places to give others stolen from Earth advice, only to drift off after, not remembering a word of it. Good luck. You'll need it.
Rules: 1. Obey all forum rules 2. That includes the 7 line rule. 3. You may only have one power 4. Only involve others in you post if you ask them. 5. Have fun!
Character template: Name: Appearance: Personality: Life before nightmare: Life after nightmare: Residence: NPCs: (optional) Occupation: Power: Other:
My character: Name: Louisa Appearence: Personality: She's sweet and bubbly, but fiesty. Life before nightmare: At school she was smart, pretty and popular. But at home, she suffered from her abusive parents. Life after nightmare: She was lost in the slums of Nombre. Starving and cold, a cook took her to be a kitchen servant in a big manor house, belonging to a rich landlord. Residence: Servants quarters in Quinton Manor house. NPCs: The cook, Helena. Helena is warm hearted and kind, but she's firm. Occupation: Kitchen servant. Power: She can talk to animals. Other: Sice she had abusive parents, she's tough and good at self defence.
Members: 1. Mousie_Munch-Louisa-can talk to animals 2. Killer15-Alyson-can temporarily shapeshift into other people. 3. Mandarin-Carolina-can manipulate living things 4. ilovharvestmoon-James-can transform into bat-creature. 5. harvestmoon5864-Melody-can control water 6. Harvest Life-Fate-can control nature 7. Celia9-Nessi-X ray vision 8. bazooka544-Amber-can shapeshift into animals 9. Philler21-Fox-super speed 10.
Notice Board: Check this notice board every time you come on this RP. Thanks NEW NOTICE::: I added a rule: You can't have a power somebody else already has e.g you can't be able to turn rocks to chocolate if somebody else alredy can (hope you'll be more inventive though)
AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T MAKE YOUR CHARACTER HAVE A GIANT, MAJOT SUPERPOWER!! Example: Can make anything fall in love with anything.
This makes your character seem the best, which makes other characters seem minor. You understand why I'm talking about this? I don't want ANYONE feeling left out. Also, some people's powers may manipulate other people's powers, say, if somebody's emotions control temperature, then an emotion controller would have the same power if nearby. Understand?
Lotsa love Meggie
Thread Recap (last 10 posts from newest to oldest)
Apr 16, 09 at 11:50pm
So Chris was hired to break into some body's house and steal a few things for that person and maybe a few things for himself. So not a big deal right? Well, this time it was kind of strange. It was a normal house in the woods, and most normal houses are easy to break into. So Chris with his skills lock picked the door and began to look for stuff that the person wanted and maybe stuff that Chris wanted. However the house was vacant. Nothing, and the person wanted some papers that this person had. He was sure he found the right house. He made sure that it wasn't a trap. Nothing. Just nothing. The only things that were there were some shelves and counter tops. Other than that...nothing. Chris began searching around, looking for maybe a secret entrance to some place.
'Strange, and I swear I saw a candle light in the window.' Chris was starting to think this was some kind of joke, and he didn't like to get pranked on. Opening the door then slamming it shut behind him furiously, Chris began to walk angrily away. That was when he heard a sound. It was like a scream. A muffled scream. Yes that was it, a muffled scream of terror, much like his when he got into this hell hole. But where did it come from? Behind. Chris turned around to only see the house. Even more strange once the scream stopped it was crystal clear, silent. This made his skin crawl. He stopped all known movement from his body and his sight, hearing, and knowledge went into alertness. No movements, no sound, no birds flying. So no one is coming. No sound though. A scream, stopped, no sound. Curious. Chris began walking towards the house again and opened the door. He looked inside, same as he left it. He circled the house three times before coming to a conclusion that there must be a basement of the sorts under the house. Where is the entrance? Chris's first thought was that maybe there was a secret entrance like a tree from a movie he watched. Not knowingly or why he did, Chris began studying the trees surrounding the house. Normal. Maybe he was dreaming? He began to pace around the house thinking of what the hell was going on. There was a sand patch that he didn't notice and all of a sudden Chris was sinking down into the depths of it.
It was a surprise to Chris when he woke up on a bed. He didn't have a house, only a safe-house but not a permanent one. What was the delicious smell? Smelled of coffee, but this hell hole didn't have coffee.
"Oh I am glad to see your awake. I am sorry that I had to knock you out when you got into my slice of heaven." A man from Chris's far right side came out of the dark. He was about four inches taller than Chris, big build, bald, brown eyes, big rounded nose with small ears. "Mind telling me where the hell I am? I'm not being kidnapped right?" Chris asked, not trusting the man. He got up to sit upright on the bed. He had a headache of some sort. He got a heartily laugh. "Hahaha! No your not being kidnapped, I am sure your not a kid." The man smiled. "You know what I mean.." "You are at my home. And I am wondering why you have come here. What is you name?" Chris rarely told his name to a stranger unless it was a contract business. "Henry Dashwood. And yours?" "I am Dr.Banfield, nice to meet you Mr.Dashwood." Banfield replied, offering a handshake. Banfield's face seemed to relax a lot when he heard Chris's false name. Firmly Chris shook it and was asked the question what he was doing here. "Well I guess you could say I was wandering through the woods to sell some junk, then I heard a scream, started to look around a bit then I fell through something and ended up here. Do you know what that scream was?" "Yes I do know what that scream was...one of my "patients" just died for some reason. She was perfectly healthy, no wounds, no sicknesses or diseases. She was 23. And I know why she died." "Oh really?" Chris was now mystified by this Dr.Banfield's story. "Curious fellow are you? Well she died back on Earth."
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Apr 13, 09 at 6:06pm
Nessi leaned against the wall, listening in. He could also see what was going on. Lila and Grace were discussing their birthday parties with the Master. Nessi thought of how she used to have rather extravagant parties. A pretty white dress, all silky with a red rose hem and red lining. A pretty, sparkly tiara with diamonds and gorgeous rose ties. A perfect cake with a ribbon wrapped around it and the room with a large stack of presents waiting in the hall. Afterwards everyone in their swimming costumes and playing in the pool. When everyone left, the french nanny would sit and comb Nessi's hair, stroking it lovingly. inging her Hushaby mountain to sleep and the comfy, four poster bed leaving Nessi, feeling like a princess. The thought of it filled Nessi with feelings of delight and glee, warming her heart to the old days, a flashback that could live forever. A sudden open of the door left Nessi flying across the hall in the nearest door. She slammed the door shut and turned round to see the Mistress reading a book on her bed. Oh no... Nessi ducked and crawled under the bed. Luckily for Nessi, the Mistress didn't see. She gently crawled out of the other end of the bed and slugged into the on-suite opened door. She opened the other door that was in the on-suite and ended up in the Mistress' living room. Toffee the dog was in that room and barked when he saw Nessi. The Mistress wandered into the room to tell Toffee off most probably but when she came in, Nessi quickly ducked under the coffee table. Then she realised it was transparent...
Apr 12, 09 at 1:16pm
Umm, well, since I'm British, I don't understand American currency. In British terms, it's a bit like- Copper- half a penny Bronze- 20p Silver- 1 pound Gold- 5 pounds.
Apr 11, 09 at 4:22am
OOC: I hope you don't mind if I budge in aye? Mousie, could you PM me the value of Gold, Silver, Copper. Like is copper Five dollars, silver 10 etc. I'm sure everyone else would like to know. Right now Ill assume that copper-5 silver-10 gold-20
Name: Chris S. Walker (Chris) Age: 21 Appearance: Around 5'8", brown buzz cut style hair, deep blue eyes, small yet sturdy build. Not the very handsome looking...has a cruel looking scar that runs down from his forehead across his left cheek down to his main artery on his neck. Wears a very well cotton sewn hood, leather duster with cotton sewn jeans, and dusty black boots. Personality: Secretive, quite, cunning, smart, hot-headed, known to be very sarcastic at moments but dead serious at other times, a little greedy, honorable, Very christian. Life before nightmare: He was a mercenary-for-hire Life after nightmare: mercenary-for-hire Residence: The woods NPCs: none Occupation: Mercenary Power: Has the ability to be seen when he wishes to be seen. Not invisibility, more like he walks very brisk and fast in crowds or anywhere without being seen. If not walking at a certain speed he can be seen. Other: If you want to contact him you probably have to see him when he stops walking, If he starts walking again you can track him. Or find a note in your pocket saying to meet him somewhere, have the insignia of "Work" to do on the left side of your cloak. Usually the shape of the Holy Cross.
Chris passed a figure about his height who of course, was wearing a cloak. But not just any cloak as for Chris knew this only. On the left hand side there was the insignia of Chris, a order that he gave so he knew if he was the right person. Not one hour pass, Chris did this man's dirty work. Something that even Chris thought was very sinister but good pay can erase anything. To him at least. By now the fire that he started should be damp, and the three scorched bodies should be burned to no identification. All of this for two gold, five silver, and four copper pieces. A fair sum of money to Chris(I hope?). As he passed the man, Chris pick-pocketed him to make sure that he paid up. The man did sort of see Chris, but his mind tricked him because when Chris got here(here=Realm) he sort of landed in a pool. He didn't know what the pool water was but it was kind of like gel that spread across his whole body. And he soon found out the trick to the gel and so-for. So not knowingly the man dismissed Chris and kept on walking like he was told to until nightfall.He turned around a corner and stopped to count his day's earnings. 'Hmph, you seem to be short a few pieces...' Then of course, if you didn't pay up to Chris's standards when the job was finished, you either got the blood beaten out of you, or if lucky, just died. But today Chris was feeling generous, and he already kille- murdered...three people. And of course greedy him, looted the house and then...then he burned the house. Besides, he had other contracts to fill. Chris began walking again out into the sidewalk passing people not seeing him, he looked over his shoulder to be sure no one was following him. All clear thankfully, he gets paranoid when ever he stops walking then begins. Chris was known yet not known. People knew of his name but never saw him or if they did was the last thing they saw, most of the time... To some knew of him from Earth, but only from Chris knew there were four that knew. All four were killed by none other Chris. But not knowingly there were two more who knew of him. When they heard that four people were murdered they ran into the woods. Only to come back to town to get supplies and sorts. Why did Chris kill those four people? Well, Chris is a secretive person. He was trained that way back on Earth. Doing the dirty work for countries who didn't want to send in a army to do one simple thing. Hell why not hire a mercenary. Almost all of the countries knew him besides Australia and the U.S.. It was a good thing to Chris that the U.S. didn't know of him. He was a celebrity back then you could say. Kind of a scary one there and here you can say also. Those four people each knew separate facts about Chris. Knew of some of his missions, secrets, childhood. If they told the public Chris would be screwed. Either wanted dead or feared. And that would put Chris with no money to survive on and nothing to do in this god-forsaken-hell. Yes Chris was very christian, he thought of himself of a God's Soldier, back on Earth at least. Here he thought of himself as God's Will. Filling contracts for justice or good. Or filling ones that are foul play, thief, sabotage, murder. Of course Chris has his standards, and places he won't even go. Lets say for example, interfering with someone else's contract. Chris would never interfere, he would honor and respect that person and go fill a different contract. If he was asked to sabotage a building in Nombre, well depends. But mostly he would ignore that person's request, and of course go fill a different contract. Killing a child, hmph, never would he do that. Never would he kill a monk, priest, if this place ever had any. Asked to kill a innocent? If the pay is good, asked to kill a villainous? If the pay is great. To Chris, dispatching the evil is more important then dispatching the innocent, so it costs more. Greedy little bastard isn't he... So Chris was a neutral mercenary, or so he stood in the gossip. And that is where he wanted to stand. To be able to be asked to do things from the good and the bad. To make more money the greedy yet smart little bastard... By now Chris thought, that word reached town of the, "Accident" ,that happened out in the south south-west direction of town. Some guessing it was a pshyco, others guessing a mercenary, other suspecting someone in particular. So Chris walked down the sidewalk, passing people, unnoticed, walking to fill another contract, or looking for one.
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Apr 10, 09 at 9:06pm
"Hello."I said,recognizing it as the girl I helped.I smiled."I'm James,and you are?"She said"Louisa."I smiled,then said"Fancy meeting you again."She asked"Again?"I smiled,And turned bat demon for a moment,then back to human.I said"Take anything you'd like,or give me something and take some money."I smiled.She asked"Why do you have that-"I cut her off."Bandage?Don't know."She put something down,then took some money.She looks like someone I used to know.I thought to myself.I turned into a bat demon,and flew behind her.I grinned,showing my fangs again.I quickly said"Don't go."I had an urge to show her the darkness,a place were the moon was real.I grabbed another album from the album shelf,then flipped through the pages until I found a picture of her as a child.I said"The people here,they have pictures of everybody from Earth as a child."I passed dozens of people as children's pictures.Then,I closed the book and said"One more thing."I took a deep breath."Have you ever heard of the names James Throurow and Teresa Palms?"
Apr 10, 09 at 8:49pm
Louisa watched the figure go, then put her hood up once again, gliding swiftly and silently through the dark, treacharous alleyways. The moon didn't exist, the only light you'd get was from lanterns or fire. Tough groups of men would hang around the corners, but didn't ambush, for you never knew who you were attacking. She passed small deserted shops of all kind, from candlemakers, to wheelwrights (out of buisness). She held her cloak tight as she passed a particualy murderous group of gangsters. It was beggining to rain. First dizzle, then light, then pouring. Louisa shivered and hugged her cloak tight for warmth, her bare feet splashing in the puddles. It was all so eerily silent, the silence was deafening. She passed a group of street children, moaning piteously, their hands outstretched, begging for anything, even a stale crust of bread. Louisa's heart softened. Even though it was her weeks wage, she bent down and gave the skinny girl they were all huddling up to her copper coin, and the bony fingers closed over it. The children stared at her, sunken eye sockets with haunted looking eyes. Louisa got up, and continued. A few alleyways later, and she saw the shop she'd been looking for. A pawn shop. Reaching inside her pocket, she took the bracelet which'd come from Earth in her hand and stepped into the shop, lifting down her hood.
Apr 10, 09 at 7:06pm
Ooc:I'm just going to continue before this turns into a spam fest. I walked along for a while,then tranformed.I flew with my unfolded bat wings,then stopped to see a girl tied to a tree.I smiled,showing my fangs.I used claws to cut the rope,but I cut her arm a little.I said"Come."I led her into the darkness,were I knocked her unconscious.I layed her down next to the tree,with a branch on her head.I left,and turned human.I sat down and thought of the girl.I gently fell asleep.I'll miss you,Te-I woke up,and ran to my shop.I grabbed an old dusty album I found when I first got here.I flipped to a page,with me as a child and a girl.I looked at the back of it.James Throurow and Teresa Palms.I said"Teresa was my best friend."I quickly ran back to the girl,and said"Wake up,wake up."She didn't wake up,so I left.I saw a man going into my shop,so I ran in.He asked"Do you have any old photos?"I gave him the album,and he left.Strange.I sat down and stared at the picture of me and Teresa.I muttered"I'm closer to finding my past."
Apr 10, 09 at 3:29am
Oi, Oi. NO MORE POSTING FOR NOW. Please go back and edit each post. All seven of them from each one of you. Otherwise it will get extremely confusing when we have to plow through and delete them all.
Guys, I hate wasting my time. I didn't make the Q & A thread for no reason at all. I thought it would be a helpful thing for people who weren't sure of the rules, but instead, it has been completely ignored. Use it, or the punishments will be a bit worse than a simple deletion of the posts. There are several examples in the multitude of rule-threads we've made in an attempt to help people to better understand things, and it stings when people show little to no interest in your attempts to make things easier for them.
Ooc:Anyone can use James. I slowly started home.I tried my hardest to remember something,anything.All I know is my name.Suddenly,I saw a picture of a girl in my mind,me,as kid,running to her in a burning building,shouting her name.But all I could hear was"T-"Before it was cut off in my mind.I looked around,and shrugged.I transformed and quickly ran the way home,only to turn normal again.I sighed,and muttered"I know that girl."All I saw was her back,with long,golden hair with a blue streak in it.I sighed,and fell asleep.Kid!You can't go in that burning building!I have to!My friend is in there!You hear that,a kid is still in there!As tears trickled down my face,I muttered"I'll miss you,T-I woke up.I looked for the time."Oh yea.No time."I muttered to myself.I got up,and pushed up my bandage.Everyone wondered why it was there.To tell the truth,I don't know.I can't take it off.It's like a seal to my memories.All I know about it is something painful happened,and I got hurt.I yawned,and said"I'll go for a walk."
Apr 09, 09 at 11:23pm
Carolina winced as a rat bit her foot, dropping her knife. The girl behind all the animals bent down and picked it up. Her cloak hood fell down, revealing long, golden hair. Carolina brightened up, she wasn't strong enough to outface a man, but a girl she could manage. But first she had to deal with the animals. Carolina closed her eyes and spread her mind out to all the animals, ignoring the girl, who probably thought her mad to shut her eyes in the middle of a fight. She located the sleepmaker inside one of the cats, triggering a chain reaction, all of those species laying down, yawning fishy yawns, and fell fast into an enchanted sleep. She did this painstakingly to all the animals, down to the last rat. Carolina opened her eyes. "Give me the knife," she whispered in a cold voice. Carolina didn't tolerate people standing in her way. The girl winced, as if she had been physically struck. "No!" she cried, visibly stumbling. Carolina had punctuated her words with sharp stabs of pain, as the girl obviously wouldn't give it to her otherwise. She took a step forwards, carefully avoiding a black mangy cat. "Give it to me," she said menacingly, increasing the amount of pain. The girls should literally be screaming by now, but she was standing firm, drops of sweat running down her temples. "No!" she yelled, so loud it would have burst a bat's eardrums. Carolina scowled, now there was no chance of the house being unaware of her presence. She would have to kill Lord Quinton another time. She wrenched the knife from the girl's limp hand and raised it, pointing straight between the girl's eyes. "I should kill you," Carolina's voice was so quiet and brittle that only the trees and those within a foot of her would have heard it. The girl's face blanched in fear and pain, and Carolina's face softened. She let the pain fall away from the girl's body, leaving only a slight ache in her chest as a reminder. The knife should be enough, she thought. Then she felt a cold breath on her neck. Carolina spun around to find the wasted body of Rosie Swanse staring at her from sunken eyesockets, deep pools of unbroken black within them. "Do not fight," she rattled, breath whistling through her cracked lips. "If you fight, it will mean the end of our race." she whispered, already gliding away. Carolina stared after her, an inscrutable expression on her face. "Nut," she muttered under her breath, then turned and looked at the golden-haired girl with the faintly surprised air of someone who has been interrupted in a private thought. "I should kill you," she repeated, but this time she didn't sound so sure. Carolina looked sadly at the girl, who was slumped on the ground. "Sorry," she muttered, then pulled a rope out of her pocket, tying the girl's hand loosely to a tree. "When your animal friends come round, they'll untie you." Then she turned, wriggled through the hole, and disappeared into the darkness.
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