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SolomonGraves
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REAVERS
Warriors of the Red Moon
A warm fire crackled gently, filling the small study with warmth, casting a shifting, flickering light over row upon row of old tomes, blank screens and contraptions you couldn't even begin to understand. Your eyes flicked with no small amount of apprehension at the tall figure standing nearby, staring thoughfully into the flames, clasping a small glass of brown liquid in his long fingers. You could not help but notice the gold ring upon his middle finger, stamped with the visage of a growling wolf beside a cresent moon shape carved from a red crystal.
"Do you know why we refer to the universe..or reality in general as a fabric ?" asked the white haired man. His eyes met yours , twin orbs that glowed like the moon itself which rose through the tall glass window to his right. You got the feeling that this man and the moon were linked, they were nearly one andthe same.
" If you were to view reality, every universe, every paraverse, every plane of existence." he began " You would see a grid, a grid with trillions upon trillions of intersections. At each of these intersections is a universe,a reality all it's own." he said " Generally, not a single one of the inumerable realities will become aware of the other. They will exist and end within their own time and another will appear. It is how it has always been." he said, moving a bit closer "However..every once in a while..something happens and the lines between these realities shorten...the space between spaces disappears and when this happens, anything that wants to come over from one side to another only has to be in the right spot at the right time and that, young man, is where we come in." said the man with a smirk, drinking what was in his glass.
"This shortening of lines does not happen naturally. They have to be manipulated and I've never seen anything good come from it . Have you ever heard stories of Ghosts ? Demons ? Undead ? These creatures exist, my friend, just not in this world..not in this reality..yet..how do we know about them ?" he asked " Because at one point or another, they existed ..here..in this plane..because someone in another reality decided they wanted to play with something they shouldn't and sent a whole lot of trouble our way."
"We are the cleanup crew, the reavers, the scythe to the weeds. When something is displaced, it's our job to make sure it's eradicated. It's not a pretty job, but i'd lie to you if I didn't say it was fun sometimes..though it has it's moments. You should also know that we are hypocrites by nature. None of that fight here belong here..we are just wayfarers, moving from one reality to the next..cleaning up the messes that other people have made." he said, leaning in closer to you, his moon colored eyes turning white as the moon reached it's height over his shoulder
" It doesn't make any sense, it's crazy, it's fucked up, ain't it ? It is..but it's how things are most of the time..so let me ask you, kid, you wanna go on a wild trip and see how crazy this shit can really get ?"
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The following roleplay idea is one that I've been toying on and off with for about a year now. Basically, it's about a group of very odd characters who have taken it upon themselves to form a interdimensional cleanup crew called the Reavers. Their job is to locate interdimensional disturbances created when one dimension intersects with another . Generally, this is done by the designs of another, generally with the desire to take over, absorb or simply destroy another.
The Reavers themselves are what might commonly be called Monsters, they have , for whatever reasons, decided to leave their native realities to support the balance of the Fabric as a whole. They can be anything from anywhere, but the Reavers don't just accept anyone. If you want to be one of them, you have to be willing to shed blood..lots of it..There's a reason that they're called Reavers.
Despite this " do or be anything" context, I will be somewhat selective as to whom I allow into the roleplay. You can be very powerful, but you also have to be creative. Both science and magic abound here, but this is no place for your standard wizard or mage or scientist. Application does not insure approval.
Likewise, this roleplay may be lethal. You're character may die, but you are free to fashion a new character and try again.
I would request that people attempt to shy away form human characters. Human in appearance is just fine, but plain old human is boring. We're going for a metal, crazy splatterhouse feel here, so don't be afraid to do something daring, weird or out there.
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The Reavers themselves are what might commonly be called Monsters, they have , for whatever reasons, decided to leave their native realities to support the balance of the Fabric as a whole. They can be anything from anywhere, but the Reavers don't just accept anyone. If you want to be one of them, you have to be willing to shed blood..lots of it..There's a reason that they're called Reavers.
Despite this " do or be anything" context, I will be somewhat selective as to whom I allow into the roleplay. You can be very powerful, but you also have to be creative. Both science and magic abound here, but this is no place for your standard wizard or mage or scientist. Application does not insure approval.
Likewise, this roleplay may be lethal. You're character may die, but you are free to fashion a new character and try again.
I would request that people attempt to shy away form human characters. Human in appearance is just fine, but plain old human is boring. We're going for a metal, crazy splatterhouse feel here, so don't be afraid to do something daring, weird or out there.
GENERAL CHARACTER STATISTICS
Character Name:
Gender:
Species/Race:
Age:
Birthplace/World:
Occupation/School/Grade:
More:
PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS
General Appearance:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
More:
MENTAL CHARACTERISTICS
Current Goal/Purpose:
Talents:
Inabilities:
Fears:
General Personality:[/
