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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: SadDubwool on February 19, 2016, 02:33:54 AM
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You are in 1950's New York, The world is still recuperating from world war 2 and it seems like america is back on it's feet, You just happen to be in one of the most populated cities in the world. and it's not crime free or perfect as it could be...hint hint.....
any way, i'll just post the rules
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-No in rp sex, do that elsewhere
-Period accurate clothing is highly appreciated, no future weapons please
-No fighting pwease..
-romance is allowed..i'm getting my hopes up...
-HAVE FUUUN!
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Name:
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Age:
Sex:
Clothing:
Weapons:
Personality
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Name:
Species: Fox\Cat
Age: 36
Sex: Male
Clothing: Same ol suit and bow tie
Weapons: Knives and a baseball bat. Will use a gun every now and then like a revolver.
Personality: Bit on the loco side. Crime boss that doesn't want money or fame he just wants the world in flames. He won't fill regret, remorse, or mercy on any of his victims or gang members that die. He will rob a bank and just burn the money. He will kill any person that rejects his decision and will harm them if they try to beat him, harm them so much they won't be able to think straight just like him. He also has a voice in his head so he is a registered crazy person but the cops can't find him.
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Name:Red Locus
Species:Ragnos
Age:21
Sex:Male
Clothing:Dark Cream Suit with Light Tan undershirt and Dark Orange striped Tie, And a Dark Tan vest, some brown suit shoes
Weapons:Colt Official Police, Thompson Submachine Gun
Personality:Red is kind, but is very serious with his job and values justice over all criminals
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(I'll be posting one as well... let me just figure things out.)
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((I'm really excited for this idea however if there is no fighting, why do we need weapons? :|))
Name: Crest
Species: Dire Wolf
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Clothing: Black vest and trousers. Wears a long tan trenchcoatl
Weapons: Pocket knife and a pair of revolvers.
Personality: Carefree and sarcastic. Has never officially worked in a gang before but is an associate of many
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((Ohhhhhhhhh. Okay. Yeah that makes sense))
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(Yeah... the city can be a cold place, full of more scum than a dump yard. *puts feet up on desk* .... Are we allowed to talk in first person? o-o)
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Species: Raccoon
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Clothing: Simple white collared shirt, yellow long coat, yellow slacks and black loafers.
Weapons: C96 Mauser pistol, and a serrated switchblade.
Personality: Cautious, tries to be the voice of reason. Enjoys walking along any river or lakeside roads.
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(By the fighting, i mean no ARGUING with eachother, and yes, yes you can cifero)
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(.... Yep, I'll join. o-o Though I may take a bit to, I've got a lot on my plate right now.)
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((I'll join. I love the 1950's America!) *sits down in a restaurant, reading the local paper.* Man today is boring.. I wish I was still in Germany bullying a Nazi to death. oh boy was that fun.
Species: Guardian Angelmunk that can change size, mostly stays in human size.
Name: Nathan T. Brown.
Fictional age: 21
Sex: Male
Clothes: A suit that he hand made himself, with a mafia style hat.
Weapons: A German Lüger pistol for a sidearm, and a Kar98k for his main rifle. His secondary loadout is an MG42 and a Walther P38 (if he is angry, and wants to shoot targets at his firing range.)
Personality: Shy but lovable, is clumsy at times but tries to stay out of trouble. He has a weird passion for playing his Hammond organ with his Leslie speaker and recording equipment. But his main goal in life is to acquire a lot of Second World War gear, so he travels the city in hopes to find veterans like him who want to sell their captured gear and uniforms. He sometimes dresses in a Nazi German officer uniform, but looks don't always make the man. He always gets mistaken for a ghost of a Nazi officer, but he always states that he only wears the uniform, because it is comfortable. It is complete with armband despite controversy. He has not got many friends, but he enjoys talking with anyone, especially with criminals of the law.
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((What's the estimated start date for this?))
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Today ray...or tomorrow atleast
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((Neato-burrito. I eagerly await.))
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Name: Zaida (no last name)
Species: Vexū
Age: 20 (looks younger than she actually is)
Sex: Female.
Appearance: Go check it out on my profile.
Clothing: Boots, black Capri and Cigarette pants, grey with a hint of teal shirt, and leather jacket.
Weapons: Dual revolvers, Close combat, Double bladed knife she made herself.
Personality: she's mysterious and quiet, cunning, demented, can be cold, a bit of a loner, superior to others, tough, however as she opens up she's kind, broken, and can be silly.
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(lets start this!)
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It was a cold, miserable day when Ray stepped out of the cab, paying the hefty $21.50 to get to his rented office from the airport. The rain was cold and sharp, like shards of glass tumbling from the sky. Ray had to keep a paw on his hat, lest the mischievous wind whip it away. The young raccoon smiled, as he approached the door of his office. Maybe I'll get someone to put my name on it? Though, I'll probably need a mentor; no-one's gonna hire a young detective.
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Red looked out his window, the cold and bleak weather was calming, in a sense... he sighed continuing to smoke a cigar before turning his head to his door, he sighed closing it before sitting down and resting his feet on the desk and looking at his tv some ´I love lucy´ playing he huffed butting his cigarette
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Ray, after getting acquainted with his office, left to go find a partner/mentor. He wandered the city streets, hoping to get a clue as to who wants to take a young raccoon under their wing.
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Red looked out his window at the young racoon before pulling his head back in
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Ray spotted Red when he moved back into his office, and waved.
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*red looked at him through the window, waving back he smiles kindly*
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Ray called up at Red, hoping to get lucky. "Are you a detective!?"
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*he nodded looking at him*
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Ray smiled, and ran into the building, looking for Red's office.
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*Red opened his door looking at the door, his tail lighting a candle*
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Ray, after a time, spotted the open door, and smiled. "H-Hello! I'm...I-I'm Ray. And, uh...I'm looking for w-work."