[Salone]

New characters! More meat to fill the maw of the grave! More people to torture, to press through the jaws of life itself, to submit to the crushing darkness of the broken psyche!

[CupcakeDolly]

^^^ What the hose said.

[Lawtan]

Originally Posted by Espy

Ooooor you could always make a new character! (Says the person with over 100 OCs)

Sort of prefer practice on fleshing out a bit. I have probably close to 100 OC's. (I mean, I have 10-20 stories to write. 5-10 characters per story gets that easily...not counting that ones like Gwion, Kadia, and Goliath are't from those stories...and not counting the inhuman characters...if you want I could try my hand on one of them)

[Salone]

Originally Posted by Lawtan

Sort of prefer practice on fleshing out a bit. I have probably close to 100 OC's. (I mean, I have 10-20 stories to write. 5-10 characters per story gets that easily...not counting that ones like Gwion, Kadia, and Goliath are't from those stories...and not counting the inhuman characters...if you want I could try my hand on one of them)

I mean you can always bring one in, personality wise. When bringing an OC in to a different universe, I keep the personality and try to write a new background for them that explains how they became this way. I suppose it's easier to write the personality and find the right character that fits it. Being an original setting/universe, no one in character will know what most real world places are. I think the setting is going for a darker steampunk/maybe a bit deiselpunk. I'm sure out of your library you've got someone who would mesh rather well with the overall atmosphere.

[CupcakeDolly]

You guys make me giggle. I guess it's cool that you put so much effort into your characters, though. I always just whip up a new one based on the setting/theme of the RP, with the personality traits I'm wanting to play at the time.
Normally I go crazy with setting up RPs though. I write a lot of backstory, draw maps, create banners for each section - the works! I didn't put as much into this RP as I usually do though, so I don't really expect anyone to wrack their brains coming up with characters. I think it would be fun to just go along real casual-like and see what crazy things end up happening!

[Salone]

I just say join anyway! Sod everything holding you back!

[Lawtan]

Just give me a day or two to get them in.

[CupcakeDolly]

Sooo, I've almost convinced another player to join! He would be a Trisphee virgin and somewhat new to roleplaying online, but still an excellent writer and a veteran tabletop gamer.
The thing is, he would like to play as our villain, and he insists on having his character be dark and psychologically traumatizing. I am definitely all for this idea, considering the theme of the RP, but I was wondering what everyone else would think.

[Lawtan]

Well, this could be interesting...in the "Dexter Morgan vs. Moriarty" way as far as my character goes.

[CupcakeDolly]

Whoo-hoo! Someone else is on the psychopath train!
Apparently my man friend is fleshing out a character who is a doctor at the asylum, and insane in the way that... well, a doctor at an asylum would be.
Now I just need to convince him to actually join.
And... educate him about avatar sites. xD

Law!! Have you come up with a character? I forgot to mention that joining up also practically guarantees character art. -bribe bribe bribe-

[Salone]

Do it Law. Do it for your art. Do it for her art. Do it for me.

[Lawtan]

I will after this hell-week is over. (Has had about 12 hours of sleep total this week. Add that I have had my anxiety and an extended - 2 week - depressive episode, papers, and a test tomorrow... x_x)

[CupcakeDolly]

-files nails and ignores multiple ringing phones-

[Lawtan]

Godia “Goliath” Maximus
Age: 42
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 120 lbs
Appearance:

A woman with dark olive skin and dark slightly greying hair, and always with a grin and a twinkle in her blue eyes, as if calculating and judging the area around her. Goliath is not imposing in presence, but in deed and arrogance. She carries Binoculars, a repeating rifle with a bayonet attached.
Goliath is dressed in a Navy Blue leather military coat, modified to carry a good deal of ammunition, and two pistols. She sold her military honors and covers the buttons – so as not to have them be caught.
Under it is an armor made of thick white silk, both for warmth and due to early reports of silken cloth deflecting bullets slightly. It comes down to act as a short skirt, and she has been able to wear that in “civilized” environments.
She carries an old cloak that acts as a sleeping bag. It has pockets that store food and other necessary supplies – from a compass to a computing sliderule. Though difficult to find, she wears blue leather jeans and thick combat boots.

Profession: Huntress/Forager, (Former) Military Espionage Agent
Skills: Tactician, Information Gathering, Chemistry (poisons, toxins, and gunpowder), Mathematician (Ballistics), Ranged Weaponry (Rifle & Archery), Foraging, basic Close Combat abilities, Charismatic, Ruthless
Flaws: Paranoia, Insensitivity, Fatalism (Excited to go into battle), Arthritis, God Complex
Bio:

These people must know me if I am to be their conqueror. Like little savage badgers crawling across the ground, begging for an end to their struggles. Ha! As if a superior would waste the time. The beasts outside this city offer a greater challenge. Death takes all eventually, and as a dealer of destruction, that makes me an agent of Death.

Oh how I miss the early days, where I would squash the houses aligned against the Lords. The beauty of their children’s dead eyes as the Lords established power decades ago. Order to the chaotic world, or so they believed. We are all beings of chaos, but chaos is weak – easily domesticated under the shells of machines.

Oh, the artillery. Such an unrefined monster. I still remember my map of the city and wildlands. Region 12, 7 degrees south, 54 degrees west. Area shelled: 160 meters. At an estimated downward velocity of of 242.16 meters/second towards the Earth, the canister-shot would unleash hundreds of bullets shredding the area. And I was the one responsible for it’s target. Technology is truly a beautiful, obedient thing.

Sad that those days against other lands are over. The fools saw fit to betray those of us who gave them power. They tried to force us back into normal life. After the glory of seeing a building reduced to its base components? No. Better that I keep my standard weapons and work in these dredges, fulfilling my destiny.

These people see fit to pay me in what I need in exchange for meat and protection. It is a convenient deal, and all deities of old had their clients. I am an avatar of Death.

WANTED FOR QUESTIONING: Godia Maximus
Shortly after returning from war, Ballistics and Espionage division was under investigation for multiple mistaken targets. Investigations lead to questioning the mental stability of one Godia Maximus, whose intelligence resulted in unintended targets and casualties of friendly fire. It is possible that the latter was intentional. She has not been seen since the initial ceremony, and a fire in her apartment erased most other evidence. If you see her, be warned, she is well trained and in the words of those who worked with her, “In cunning, she is like a demonic machine. She once talked her way into and out of camp with a bare container of mustard gas.”

[Suzerain of Sheol]

CUPCAKE, I DID THE THING!

Username: Suze
Character name: Laurentian Sicari Schwarzstein

Age: 39
Height: 6'1”
Weight: 193 lbs
Appearance: Powerfully muscled, Laurentian cuts an imposing figure, standing with impeccably-straight posture. His face is haggard beyond his years from the harsh life he has lived, and his hair has faded to a premature gray. He dresses in elegant but functional garments and carries a great many weapons on his person. He wears a glass eye in the empty socket where his left should be.

Profession: Mage-exterminator

Skills: Extensive knowledge of alchemy, Exceptional discipline and pain tolerance, Assassin's marksmanship and hand-to-hand training, Working knowledge of sorcery and the anatomy of magical beasts

Flaws: Lack of depth perception, homicidal inclinations, addicted to a variety of alchemical drugs

Possessions: Compactible repeating crossbow with silver-tipped quarrels, a pair of revolvers (with various specialized ammunitions), several throwing knives, extra-long rondel dagger, sword-breaker, scramasax, a lining of six-weave tempered steel maille worn under his clothing, fire- and waterproof cloak, stockpile of alchemicals (bombs, poisons, stimulants, esoteric drugs), a collection of Madness Grimoires stolen from the libraries of mages he has killed

Bio: The disciple of a master whose name he will never speak, Laurent's past is a mystery best left undelved. He appeared in the city some ten years ago, taking contracts with the wealthiest barons and criminal bosses who had need of his particular qualifications. Suffice it to say, if a personage of power and station in Atticus requires the elimination of a sorcerous rival, Laurentian is the first name on the list. He has been responsible for the assassination of several high-profile mages over the years, all of which are now classified as cold cases. He maintains several hideouts throughout the city, especially in the lawless outskirts, and one can only lament the fate of the occupants of the homes before he chose to re-purpose them. For that is where Laurent's other pursuits intersect with his work: perhaps as a result of damage done to his brain by alchemical stimulants, he routinely takes it upon himself to massacre entire families in the slums. Sometimes the attacks are executed with the precision that is the hallmark of his professional work; other times, the crime scenes are the sight of mutilations, vivisections, and sheer butchery, likely as the result of fits of drug-induced frenzy.

When he is not engaging in such activities, Laurent obsessively studies his collection of Madness Grimoires, memorizing the deranged rituals and invocations of the True Ones scribed within. He flirts with the idea of attempting a summoning, but has as yet refrained.

His only companion, if the term has any relevance for him, is his sometimes-partner Herbert Mansfield, an unfortunate necromancer who had a nonconsensual transcranial encepheloplasty performed on him by some mad mage-doctor, imprisoning his brain in the body of a greyhound. Herbert provides Laurent with aid in his magical research and occasional assistance on his assassination missions, in exchange for shelter in Laurent's many bases of operations and the odd table-scrap.

I really hope this setting has wizards, otherwise I've wasted a great deal of time. D:

Also, had to make a few things up, hope it's okay. :X

[Lawtan]

O.o

I was not aware of magic. Doesn't mean there isn't, just didn't know.

Actually am curious about the beasts of this place, seeing as how Goliath hunts around them.