RP idea


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So I've been thinking about a purely adventure/party style RP for a while. Not the usual kinds of Rps that are open plan free roaming war Rps or guild rp's or just main quest rp's that we usually see (or god awful zombie RP's like my recent attempt ) Instead I want to try something different.

I may post up a concept of what the tower actuallye looks like some time soon from birds eye (basically the entire Imperial isle has been destroyed along with half of lake rumare) and from ground perspective (yay photoshop abilities). I'd really like a good variation on characters for this, we will be solving puzzles mysteries and riddles aswell as fighting side by side. people will be alone, scared, lost, confused while their friends are safe and warm with a group in a "friendly" room within the tower (i.e a room with nothing dangerous thats safe to rest in).

Any ideas for levels we may find are encouraged, just PM them to me or post them in this thread.

I'd love to join as the famous J'skooma, who usually if not always at least has a mention in my fanfictions. Can I go as him, the insane khajiit almost none of us know and love?

That sounds awsome.

Ill jump it Ill slap up a character sheet

Sounds like a lot of fun. Just what I'm looking for. I'm in.

This sounds really, really cool, Solidor - well done for thinking up such an imaginative story! I'd love to join if I can find time.

I thought of it in five minutes

I'll post up a character sheet format to the Op some time today.

Mind posting my CS, OP, I PM'd it to you. Well mind posting it once the template is out?

Five minutes? I am impressed! I imagine that with a little more time thinking about the plot, you could make it even better. I take it it's a draft?

Yeah just a rough draft for now, was hoping to get a little more feedback before i make it any better though

Well, the idea seems great, but I have two main complaints:

1. I don't know if it is what you are going for, but pure adventure RPs only work with skilled RPers and good management. I know we are hardly in short supply of either, but just as a warning you should be very careful with this. I for one am only a fan of more down to earth adventures, with a lot of mystery involved, so here is my bit of suggestion: really play up the mystery part. Have ruins on the walls, strange creatures, unseen magics, etc. If it is a previously unheard of tower as far as lore goes, why not go further and make up even more stuff? Go all out with creativity, and remember anything is possible when you are making up the lore

2. I highly advise some OP cleaning up before you make the actual RP. Not that it isn't good, it gets the message across, but it doesn't have that "wow" mysterious feeling. It seems to ramble, like your ideas aren't finalized (well, idea thread, so that's a given ), and I know this is probably just your rough draft, but be sure to shorten things a bit and add some more mystery in the real one. Don't bother describing things in such minuteness, I advise giving a short phrase that can sum things up, usually in the form of a poetic metaphor. You did this with the "sword through paper" phrase, and it paints a better picture than three paragraphs of nonstop explaining can. Don't explain yourself, view it like a fan fiction and have all the details on a need to know basis. However, it must be different than a story in that people need to know what is going on well enough to RP it. A picture will help though

Other than that I'm all for this, I can't decide if I want to do a semi-powerful character with a lot of flaws, or a weak character that will shine through in a crisis. Or I might just go evil mercenary trying to ransack the treasure, who knows :shrug: But the point is I am going to try and find time to join this one, even through all the other RPs, stories, and contests I'm running right now. Eh, once midterms are over I should have more free time

Thanks, and keep up the good work :goodjob:


EDIT: Good, just checking. I'll try to offer some actually helpful ideas then once some inspiration comes to me. I'm not a very creative person :shrug:

1: I will be doing
2: Aye i'm going to change the op a considerable amount but thats just the basic story of what it is.

This sounds good. very good. I would very much love to role a character for this and be in. I too enjoy down to earth RP's, i don't understand those who "charge in a swing" thinking it makes any reasonable sense.

Hopefully you can get a Character sheet format up soon. I am already thinking up the ideas

I have plenty of free time for this too, i do almost nothing but hibernate on this ol' 'Puter.

I'm curious though, what is a good timeframe to expect this to begin? I'm eager as a beaver

So if the characters all have crowded around the base is that where we'll begin? or will it start as the tower emerges? I'm sure you're working this over I'm just curious on how the beginning of RP will be Implemented into the story.

Thanks for a great Idea :goodjob:

Could be tonight, tommorow, next week, a month from now. Depends on how much interest and feedback i get.

Any ways, heres a new op.



Just a general warning, i wont be accepting any other character sheet formats, read everything i wrote and fill it in accordingly -- not trying to be a nazi about sheets or anything, its just that what you put may very well effect what happens to your character as an indevidual.






Twenty-eight days six hours forty-two minutes and twelve seconds after the staples of time and destruction usher in the fourth and final era of man, the Obsidian sword of the end times will penetrate the virgin ground of the nexus of the world and shake the realm to its knees. Rivers will dry and famine will reign, the skies will sing in storms as they engulf the Black tower with their thunderous embrace.

- Prophecy of the Diamond Tablet




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The First day of the forth Era.



It began with a whisper.



A whisper carried on the wind with the defeat of destruction; a whisper the fluttered through the hearts of thousands and drew them closer to the source, a whisper that spoke every word known with beauty that was not.

It was unnatural, unbelievable, but they heard it. In droves of hundreds people flocked to what they where now calling the Nexus -- Cyrodiil. Gathering at the foot of Gnoll mountain where the whispers had drawn them to, the Diamond ruin sat atop of the mountain, a prism of a thousand never before seen colours in the light of Magnus.

Only one man entered. A simple scholar of no claims to fame or any groundbreaking intellect, not in comparison to his peers any way. However, where every one else heard a beautiful whisper he heard something different, a desperate scream clawing through his mind.

He re-emerged seconds later though to him is had been a lifetime, he did not walk out the same man, young and full of life. He walked out shrivelled bitter and grey, speaking in tongues that none knew, holding a diamond tablet tightly to his chest. The only words anybody got out of him in a language that could be understood where simply Twenty-eight days? The Obsidian sword?




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Twenty-eight days after the appearance of the Diamond ruin.

It ended with a scream.



The screams of hundreds, pain anguish and fear, all drowned out by the destruction as the spiralling Obsidian tower reduced the Imperial city and the surrounding land to dust and rubble as it commenced its corkscrew climb to the heavens. The few people who saw the towers birth died immediately after as a bellowing storm engulfed its walls, spiralling around in a torrent of black clouds and white thunder.

Then the climbing stopped, the tower stood still, cradled in the arms of a relentless unnatural tornado. People gathered around the remnants of lake rumare all transfixed by the great monolith, some screamed of the apocalypse, others preached of the coming of the gods who would finally walk among men.

The only person who did not sing scream or preach was the wizened old scholar who ventured too far into the diamond ruin; he didn't say a word as he walked across the still standing Imperial bridge that once connected the City to the fishing town of Weye, he just walked on and disappeared into the storm.

It took twelve hours for anybody to notice he had gone; by then heroes, adventurers, soldiers and scholars gathered with the horde of people gathered at the edge of Rumare. The Champion of Cyrodiil amongst them, standing in the centre of a fire lit camp in the same glistening gold dragon armour he had been awarded by the Elder Council, a meagre reward in his own eyes for all he did for the empire.

He was the second to enter; alone and proud, he walked across the bridge to the storm-shrouded tower, twenty-eight hours later he left, but not by conventional means. Hundreds of people took a break from debauchery and celebration, fear and preaching, prayer and singing, to see a body in shining gold armour falling through the spiralling black smoke that acted as a veil to the tower.

The body never hit the ground however, with a crack of white lightning and the grown of a demonic thunder he was whipped from the sky, disappearing into thin air.


Now many people question what evils lay in the tower, they wonder how the champion could so easily be over come, they whisper of the end of times.

Not much is known, but many believe that time is running out.

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Character Sheets:




Name: (Nicknames and pronunciations as well if possible)
Age: (don't have to be specific, a ball park figure like 20-25 or 40-45 will suffice)
Race: (If you're a vampire mention it here. No half breeds at all, I don't want to be sending people character sheets back saying they cant be half dunmer half Breton just because they want red eyes and light skin.)
Gender: (obvious)
Birthsign: (Don't make anything up and we should be golden)

Appearance: (includes height, weight, build, and hair colour eye colour hair style facial hair, everything you can into this bit.)
Clothing/Armour: (Please keep it realistic -- refrain from using ebony and glass and Daedric and other extremely rare materials such as that.)
Weapon: (Same again, no enchanted gear, maybe you can find something later but not now.)

General skills and talents: Do NOT just give me a list of major and minors, not interested. Please don't just tell me he uses a sword, what kind of swords? What kind of fighting style? Etc etc, describe it.

Personality and temperament: (How is your character under pressure? What is he/she scared of? What is his/her ambition? Are they funny? Sad? Humourless? Bitter? It all goes here..)

Brief History: Doesn't have to be pages long, but please don't send me a paragraph with "Some years later" repeated every line with a small event after it, I wont buy that. I want some level of details, even insignificant events or what your character parents or first loves looked like, or their first home or where they currently live, its all relevant and may very well effect what happens to your character as an individual in this story.

Misc: Couldn't't fit something any where else? Put it here

Thankyou very much for putting up this idea just as I found enough time to join in on it.

Make sure you read the new op, you posted at the same time that i edited it in

nice

Wont be here tommorow, if i get enough sheets submitted by monday I'll post up the Op then.

Sounds pretty neat. It has a very classic feel to it, sometimes the simpler plots prove the most gripping. Remember Devil May Cry 3? Hack n' Slash, sure...but it had a very similiar plot. Tower pops outta nowhere, buggers up alot of peoples days, and you gotta simply climb that mofo to the top and pop a cap in the main baddies behind. It was simple and had no real twist or in-depth story...but by god it was awesome.

This seems like a great idea. I'll probably make a Ranger or something. Haven't done that in a while.... that is, if you'll have me.

Crap I totally forgot that :/ Now I feel like a rip off.

huh I was thinkin of warden's keep from Bg2...

Sheet coming monday btw, I call crazed Breton poet

Don't worry about it, I didn't think of that either. Besides, there are no new ideas anymore, just different ways of expressing them.

If this is an Ayleid tower, and a bunch of creatuers survived, couldn't some Ayleid have survived as well? Not to mention all their fancy magical weaponry and spell power, make for some interesting puzzles and the like.

Thanks, I'll keep an eye on this :goodjob:

updated

Name:Guillaume de Bergerac
Nickname: Guy
Race: Breton
Gender: Male
Age: 21

Talents:
Despite all his faults, Guy has received a classical education and is a well read and sometimes intelligent individual. His skills lie mostly within the realm of spoken verse and random, useless trivia although his plans for extensive travel have made it necessary for him to become passably competent with a blade.

Appearance: At 5,9' Guy isn't unusually tall, nor is he very bulky instead rather thin and wiry though surprisingly fit and healthy thanks to a passion for hiking in the hills around his father's manor. Classically pale and blue eyed, Guy is a model Breton and it's was quite obvious that he once lived comfortably. Now though, the once finely dressed young man is looking decidedly ragged as the stresses and strains of his new life are introduced to him.

Personality:
Guy, was raised from a young age on tales of great heroes and evil villains. This has stuck with him through to advlthood and he holds very strong ideals about life, chivalry and adventure that don't quite fit in with reality. He is apt to day dream or to wax lyrical about the nobility of adventure, something he has yet to personally experience, save for the odd thief.

Despite being somewhat detached from reality, Guillaume is warm and friendly, sometimes sharp witted, put simply; genial but unreliable. If you talk to him for a period of time, the enthusiastic young Breton comes across as na?ve although it's almost as likely that he is only listening to what you're saying. When the Breton does occasionally get his act together however, he proves to have a formidable mind, something that would become very quickly obvious if he ever managed to get someone to agree to gamble with him.

History:
Guillaume stared up in awe at the Spire, it stood dark against the sky, surrounded by clouds, swirling angrily around the tower as if trying to rip the colossal shaft out of the ground. Around him, Guillaume was aware of nervous mutterings from the crowd. Guy knew what they were thinking; the champion was defeated. They were doomed. The man in the golden armour had been a talisman of the empire ever since the Daedric invasions. He was a warrior of incredible calibre, a faultless hero. He remembered reading somewhere of a wizened scholar, driven mad by some ruin in the mountains.

Obsidian sword...

The words sent a shiver down his spine, though it wasn't fear that had inspired it. It was tension, excitement.

All the world's a stage and all the men and women but actors

He could feel it now, welling up inside him, he was to bear witness to one of the greatest deeds ever committed. He could practically feel the history flowing through him. He closed his eyes, revelling, swaying slightly in the strong winds cast off by the storm. Guy was sure that he was earning some nervous looks from those crowded about him but he didn't care: Destiny swirled and looped before him, its many webs stretching as far as his mind's eye could see in all directions, black on gold. Yet he could feel them, all drawing in towards him, a line for every one of a million people passing through a bottleneck, it was his moment, his time in the spotlight. Guillaume knew well that a blade rested just above the thrashing lines, ready to slice. Around him stood some of the most powerful and notable people in Cyrodil, all murmuring in fear. He was not afraid, fear comes from darkness, the unknown. Uncertainty was never something that had plagued Guillaume, he was ready, this was his quest, he would be the one to step up to the plate, to win fame and glory to stand forth a shield against the Obsidian Sword. The verse began to flow from his fervour and he murmured to himself, the words coming out in a jumbled muddle as he repeated lines and perfected each stanza. He was unaware of this however as the words flowed pure and clean, as gold as destiny within the darkness of his mind.


Against the Morning Sun

It stands, a solitary, brooding dark
A shadow on the landscape

And Golden heroes toil
Though winds still whip harshly
About its colossal shaft

Hope flickers, and goes out.
Out of reach, barely in sight
Fearful of its fiery touch
We stand mouths agape

Yet we stand still,
Clutching bow and arrow
Swords and shields
Spells at the ready,
Axes by their haft

Ready to stand, to fight at a word
To hold fast the Obsidian Sword.


Weapons:
Guy still carries his trusty steel sabre which he has had since his time in Daggerfall.

Armour/Clothing:
Guy is currently dressed in a leather vest, worn over the top of a coat of chainmail and black trousers. On his feet he wears a worn pair of leather boots, they appear to be quite old although seem to be holding up quite well.

Misc. Items:
Various quills, vials of ink and paper a small collection of assorted books, both fact and fiction and a small amount of money. He also carries a small pack of cards.

Are we posting Character Sheets already??