OPEN SIGNUPS IWAKU CHAT THE RIFT OF BELLMOORE - SAT SEPT 2ND @ 8PM-11PM CEN

[Diana]

THE RIFT OF BELLMOORE
IWAKU CHATBOX
Sep 2, 2023 at 8:00 PM ​

It's the start of autumn in a little New England Coastal town called Bellmoore. Despite the sunshine on these muggy evenings, no one dares go down to the beach for the fresh air and few locals are seen strolling around the town streets. Tourists, though, love coming to Bellmoore hoping to catch sight of one of the spooky urban legends or experience the odd earthquakes that've plagued the area in the past ten years.

Little does everyone know, the town of Bellmoore sits on top of a Hell Rift and tonight Hell is going to break loose.

*** The is a reboot of a plot I have done before!

EVENT INFO

WHO: Everyone is invited! Character Bios/Pics are not required, but totally encouraged! Post 'em if you got 'em.

WHAT: This is a modern supernatural that will contain elements of demonic and cult themes. You can play any character that fits within that genre who is visiting this town or lives in it.

WHERE: Join us in the BELLMOORE room in the Chat Box!.

HOW: This is SUSPENSE AND ACTION WITH IMPROVISATIONAL GAME MASTERING. That means the object of this roleplay is to do the job and try not to get killed in the process From those interactions I will create a plot and story around you. The majority of this roleplay will just be developing your character and interacting within the setting!

My roleplays are always NEWBIE FRIENDLY so even if you are terrible at roleplay or have never participated in a ChaRP before, this will be easy for you to get involved in. :D Ask questions, let me know when you need help. I often give tips and direction out of character in the main chat room when people need a little direction. You can also reference our MINI CHARP GUIDE!

 

[Diana]

reserved for bios?

 

[Diana]

reserved for bonus?

 

[littlekreen]

Jinhai, Proprietor of the Myrkul Emporium.

A specialist of very particular wares overtook an abandoned industrial building near town and gave it a new and strange life. The interior, now lined in old building materials as eclectic as its wares, is as well-kept as its minder. An individual who only admits to the name of Jinhai who wears the particular unrecognizable finery of an old suitcoat covered in filigree. Of his name, he'll not admit to anything more but to say he is a Jinhai, not whether it is a personal or family identifier. He remains an unknown figure hidden by the fine porcelain mask and leather hood and admits, 'It's preferred that way for a neutral party.' He wanders the streets at times, with a hurried stride of purpose as if on some obscure mission or another, to reach deep into rubbish for a specific object and then walk back to his shop.​

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Myrkul Emporium, formerly Bellmore Maritime Industrial

As to the shop itself, the sheer quantity and oddities contained therein defy the bare amount of token cargo that arrived when it first established. The wares seem to belie a particular fondness for clocks and machinery among its acre of space. As time passes, more modern incarnations have begun to take root among the knickknacks. Never anything less than a week lost has said the curious proprietor popping open the case of some new find. He has rules for his product and notes with some ambiguity that visitors must remain neutral to each other and the store. Whether this is enforced or not, there is a clear feeling of being watched from the darkened third story. A keen eye will see from outside that the warehouse does not have room to fit the unlit story at the top where no stairwell goes. The hallways seem to twist and turn as much as the products are re-arranged daily, making it difficult to tell how far one has walked.

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Which is not to say some oddities don't have a fixed appearance in the winding passageways. A very sturdy and unusual door is often seen along the hallways with nothing but a velour banister to imply it is not for customers. Jinhai merely says of it, 'Employees only.' What incorrigible customers or inquiring minds find after hopping the barrier suggestion, to press an ear to the freezing surface, is a deep and whistled howling of wind calling back. Sometimes, a deep bass call peals through the frigid door with a racketing on its hinges as something passes.​

 

[Diana]

Our first charp of September is TONIGHT! 8D See you in the chat box!

 

[Diana]

Charp starts in one hour! See us in the CHAT TAB!

 

[Diana]

LOGS!

• Diana:
  WELCOME TO THE RIFT OF BELLMOORE!
  
  Yesterday at 7:02 PM​
• Diana:
  

  OPEN SIGNUPS - IWAKU CHAT - THE RIFT OF BELLMOORE - SAT SEPT 2ND @ 8PM-11PM CEN

  
  THE RIFT OF BELLMOORE IWAKU CHATBOX 2023-09-02T20:00:00-5 It's the start of autumn in a little New England Coastal town called Bellmoore. Despite the sunshine on these muggy evenings, no one dares go down to the beach for the fresh air and few locals are seen strolling around the town streets...
  
  
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  Yesterday at 7:03 PM​
• Diana:
  This is a modern supernatural setting with elements of demons, cults and paranormal shit! Something is going DOWN in Bellmoore tonight, how will your characters handle it?
  
  Yesterday at 7:04 PM​
• Diana:
  TYPE FAST, TYPE BRIEF! This is a real time roleplay, so you don't want to be too slow or too wordy. Try to keep posts to 10 sentences or less so nobody misses out on action or details!
  
  Yesterday at 7:05 PM​
• Diana:
  HOT TIP: Write your character name in every post. That way we know what character you're playing - especially if you're playing multiples! You can also use bbcode color to help your posts stand out.
  
  Yesterday at 7:05 PM​
• Diana:
  Game Master and Narration posts appear in this bright bold yellow. Pay attention to those because they are guiding you to what to do next in the story.
  
  Yesterday at 7:06 PM​
• Diana:
  My roleplays are always NEWBIE FRIENDLY! If you get confused or have any questions I'm in the main chat room to help!
  
  Yesterday at 7:06 PM​
• Diana:
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  Yesterday at 7:06 PM​
• Diana:
  Dusk falls on the town of Bellmoore, but with the overcast sky and the fog rolling in, all that anyone could see was a slow dimming followed by the warm yellow street lights flickering on. The air felt clammy and wet. But despite the weather, the streets were filled with the usual night crowd of locals leaving work or going out for dinner, and the tourists jumping on board for ghost tours or walkabouts.
  
  Yesterday at 7:58 PM​
• littlekreen:
  Jinhai had concerns for the night as the shadows grew disquiet throughout the day. The weakness in this place was one reason it was here. The tourists and their stories made for a certain kind of unreliable surveillance from the subtleties of stranger movements. He was walking about the town. The eyeless dark holes in his mask peering about the town as he headed to a diner. A place where many things were lost, and information could be bartered for. The finery made him both something to gawked at and intellectually invisible to the tourists. As a thing in costume for the town, it was not to them a person inside.
  
  Yesterday at 8:09 PM​
• Diana:
  Some of those tourists indeed found Jinhai something of a fun oddity to stop them in the middle of the sidewalk and try to take pictures as he walked back. Though cosplay and costume wasn't a typical sight on an everyday night like this, there was always a spectacle or two out to grab a quick buck from tourists. In fact, there was one at the four way stop, full on dressed as one of those blow-up sasquatches, trying to get people to pay him five bucks a pop for a poloroid photo. Perfectly harmless, really. Nothing to worry about.
  
  Yesterday at 8:14 PM​
• littlekreen:
  Jinhai's movements were something not.. quite right. His head never bobbed. The elegant uniform never pleated, and it was undoubtedly always clean. Despite their efforts of photography, they never managed to get any view of what was under the mask. At least not through the eye holes. The porcelain mask was stuck fast despite obnoxious tourists or small children to dislodge it like he was some mall store santa. He approached the sasquatch and peered for a long moment before saying, "A curious rendition of a lost creature. We do not deal in... natural property. Have you found anything lost today, good sir? Besides yourself."
  
  Yesterday at 8:38 PM​
• Diana:
  "Dude, c'mon, this is my corner. I got here first." complained the sasquatch. Or rather, the young man inside. There was the faint smell of a dead skunk wafting from some of the air holes. Apparently he was only then getting a good look at Jinhai, as the inflatable body did a double take. "Whoa, you got something freaky going on then! Like woo woo, trinkets and shit?" No one seemed to be interested in his whole photo deal at the moment, so he seemed to have time to waste!
  
  Yesterday at 8:42 PM​
• littlekreen:
  Jinhai reached into a pocket, barely a seam in the lapel, and pulled out a small set of keys, "Of a sort. the ah, woo woo is not for tourists. They get into enough trouble already. You should keep a better eye on your keys. They've been lost in a bush for over a week. Do consider it a public service rather than a takeover." Jinhai didn't have any real appreciation for the smell if just a certain intellectual awareness with his other hand behind his back ever a formal position.
  
  Yesterday at 8:52 PM​
• Diana:
  "Aw man, I been looking for these!" exclaimed the sasquatch with excitement. "Dude, thanks a bunch. My car's been stuck over at the river for like, uh... well you know. A week." He paused suddenly, some of his costume deflating. "...the you mean with takeover?" he asked, sounding almost afraid to ask, but also puffing up a bit in case he needed to rumble. "C'mon, guy, we got enough trouble out here as it is. Y'know those weird cloak fuckers have been hasslin' all of us buskers. We don't need more trouble from legit weirdos."
  
  Yesterday at 8:58 PM​
• littlekreen:
  "We've been aware of the situation for some time and also find it disquieting. Do not worry yourself on our part. I only mean to say I have no need to take your corner. Wherever they have been lurking they are not welcome in our shop." Jinhai produced a small card and offered it in two gloved fingers to the man then smoothly opened the thin paper to three, "A coupon, in case there are other lost things you or the buskers have interest in. Have the buskers found any other dire things or lost bits of indecipherable knickknacks?"
  
  Yesterday at 9:08 PM​
• Diana:
  "Uh, naw man, but I'll ask I guess--" Before he could say much more, there was a sudden rumbling and a shaking. Subtle at first, so that it felt a bit like an earthquake... but then there was a loud BOOM from way on down the street - unfortunately for the sasquatch in the direction of where his car was parked down by the river bridge. "Aw shit, not my Gremlin!" he yelped, snatching the offered coupons from Jinhai but then quickly running in the direction of the big boom to make sure his car was alright.
  
  Yesterday at 9:14 PM​
• littlekreen:
  As a sign of dire things and shifting shadows, this was rather the irony of an occasion of brightness and very much likely to be related. With both hands behind his back, Jinhai took off chasing the sasquatch. Following the thread of new knowledge called out with a calm voice, "Careful you don't meet the same fate as your car. I'll follow and see too."
  
  Yesterday at 9:39 PM​
• Diana:
  Down, down at the end of the long main street where a bridge over the river took a slight turn, there was a nearly empty parking lot that would usually be full of cars for day tripping tourists going on boat tours. There, poorly parked almost onto the curb was an olive green old Gremlin, that wouldn't have been in good shape even BEFORE a giant molted red rock had smashed it near flat. The rock itself seemed to pulsate with a humming sound and was at least twice the size of the now dropping to his knees sasquatch and his following companion. "No..! Oh god, I don't have insurance! That's my wholeass car!"
  
  Yesterday at 9:45 PM​
• littlekreen:
  Jinhai stopped at the sasquatch's side and eyed the boulder, "Well, perhaps it was best you did not have your keys. The great machine of fate seems to have marked your car." He took a few steps closer to the boulder to listen to the pulsing, then looked back to the Sasquatch, "This, friend inflatable lost perpetual, is... woo woo. I do not suggest we linger. Medical insurance, I suspect, is another feature you do not have."
  
  Yesterday at 10:08 PM​
• Diana:
  "My STUFF is in the back, man!" His stuff was likely as equally squashed and potentially scorched, but that didn't stop him from dejectedly moving to the back of the car to see what he might be able to pry out of the trunk. Unfortunately, Jinhai's suspicions on the woo woo being an increasingly larger problem were confirmed when a few POP POP POPs preceded cracks appearing on the surface of the molten rock. Steam - no - smoke billowed out from deep within, spilling into the air with a hiss and smelling of acrid sulfur. Something snaaaaarrrled.
  
  Yesterday at 10:13 PM​
• littlekreen:
  Jinhai couldn't physically force the inflatable man to leave out of a very particular set of obligations. Not that Jinhai thought the different outer creatures inside would respect them. The sulfurous scent and billowing fire. The list of such things was small. He quickly headed to the man's side and put a gloved hand on the shoulder, "You could replace many of your lost things at the store. We are not alone here anymore. I do not think an arrival by a sulfurous meteorite is common to things that offer coupons and good advice." He pointed at the snarling crack, "We need to run."
  
  Yesterday at 10:27 PM​
• Diana:
  "Dude, c'mon, you're freaking yourself out. Molten shit like that naturally starts to crack as it cools," There was no one there to see the inflatable sasquatch's single moment of intelligence. Unless one counted the CRACK POP and sudden RUOOOOAAAAARRGH!! that followed. Charred pieces of rock went flying everywhere as the rock cracked fully opened and big black leathery wings emerged. Twisted obsidian horns came next. "...uh, fuck! Okay! Okay! I'll buy a new fucking crab suit, shit!"
  
  Yesterday at 10:34 PM​
• littlekreen:
  The consent finally motivated Jinhai to grab the man's shoulder the placid voice had a sarcastic sort of urgency, "Oh good? Let's away, shall we? Very quickly to somewhere not here." Jinhai's grip was more iron than it looked as he hauled the man to his feet trying to move him back the way they came, "Have you heard the saying run like the devil is at your heels?"
  
  Yesterday at 10:43 PM​
• Diana:
  The idiot in the inflatable sasquatch suit seemed to get the hint that running was the best idea, and didn't make comment about the bodily hauling his ass up. In fact, he was more than happy to start chuffing it - his suit wheezing air as he ran. Behind Jinhai and the dummy, the molten rock had all finally fell away to reveal a huge bright red demon of what appeared to be one hella bulky and ripped bastard ready to do what his type did best. And his sights were zeroed in on the two fleeing. "YOU. BRING BACK MY SUMMONNER."
  
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• littlekreen:
  Jinhai dragged the sasquatch away having far more affinity to mankind than ever demonkind. In the flat voice of a salesman, he offered it a bit loudly, "Natural property is your bailiwick by right, you know! I'll see what he can do!" A bit more conciliatory while jogging along with the inflatable sasquatch, "I think you may have just been made into an employee of one of us, my friend. Perhaps I suggest our retirement plans are more likely?"
  
  Yesterday at 10:59 PM​
• Diana:
  "THE HELL?! I DIDN'T SUMMON SHIT!" yelped the inflated sasquatch. But what did he know anyway! He sure as hell didn't understand what this weirdo in the mask was getting at either! But as they escaped down the street, they could hear the snarling demon flap flap flap his mighty wings and take to the sky. Something else had caught his attention. ...for now.
  
  Yesterday at 11:02 PM​
• Diana:
  DID THIS DUMBASS SOMEHOW SUMMON A DEMON? HAS JINHAI MADE A NEW FRIEND? WHAT COMES NEXT IN THE TOWN OF BELLMOORE? FIND OUT NEXT TIME AT A CHARP SCHEDULE NEAR YOU.
  
  Yesterday at 11:02 PM​