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Hey guys, so the basic gist of this RP plot is that everyone is working in or is an experiment within the government facility which is working on creating super soldiers. The super soldiers can range in abilities but not to insane amounts. I know it's hard to keep superpowers within reason but try your best please, that way everyone can have a good time and a fair shot to fight with others if they must.
Like don't give me some bullshit ability like you look at someone and they blow up. Obviously we don't want any god-modding that's not fun for anyone, so try to keep things as reasonable as possible. I would much prefer if each character had a weakness of some sort (maybe even more than one if you want), something that can be used against a character and not ridiculously difficult to find or do (e.g Kryptonite).
I understand that this is technically considered 'Fantasy' or 'Sci-fi' RPbut if we can, lets try to have a bit of a realistic aspect to it.
That's all I really have to say as for rules and what not. In the end we all wanna have fun and enjoy a good RP. I will warn you guys that If I do not like something that someone posts I will message that person and let them know personally, if someone has issues with something let me know and we can resolve whatever the problem is.
That's it from me, enjoy the game.
-Huntress-
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The clear orange pill bottle was slammed against the counter. It read, Amelia Bratianu; who also happened to be the woman who nearly shattered the fragile plastic bottle. The doctor sat in a dull room. Technology surrounding her, the monitors the only things illuminating the room. A boring blue hue taking over. She cradled her head with one hand, rubbing her temples, trying to soothe the irritating pain that was shooting through her skull. Her jaw was clenched eyes shut tightly, her right hand held her glasses; her hair unlike the usual was let down, brown wavy strands flowing to her shoulders. She dressed simply, a feminine white button up shirt, a black pencil skirt with dark leggings and black heels; her lab coat was hung behind her office door. Sighing Amelia looked up and groaned. She looked tired as she exhaled in slight frustration. "I'll never be able to meet this deadline..." She muttered to herself, her british accent echoing through the room, drowning out the steady thrumming of the machinery that took up most of the room.
Leaning back in her chair she close her eyes once more and sighed again. "What did I get myself into..." Another complaint directed to no one but herself. Placing her hand over her mouth she shook her head with another exhale. Tossing her glasses onto the desk she stood up and was ready to remove her shoes. Glancing over her shoulder she could hear footsteps in the distance before the knock on her door followed. "Come in." She called out not sounding too eager. A young scientist walked in, her blonde hair in a bun, her lab coat a little too large for her figure.
"Doctor Bratianu?" The young girl questioned. As if the answer wasn't obvious.
"I believe that's what the plaque on the door says." Amelia responded with her typical rudeness.
"Sorry to bother you ma'am. But Mr. Elryk would like for you to come down to the lab to analyze something." The young woman spoke, she sounded very timid, slightly afraid.
"Tell him I will be down shortly, thank you for informing me." Amelia spoke and turned around to grab her glasses.
"Yes ma'am." The female scientist closed the door and walked off. Her footsteps ringing through Amelia's ears all the way until she was two and a half levels below her.
Adjusting her clothes and tying her hair up she left her office with her lab coat in hand. "I truly hope that this will be worth my time." She muttered under her breath as she locked her office and proceeded to the elevator.
Like don't give me some bullshit ability like you look at someone and they blow up. Obviously we don't want any god-modding that's not fun for anyone, so try to keep things as reasonable as possible. I would much prefer if each character had a weakness of some sort (maybe even more than one if you want), something that can be used against a character and not ridiculously difficult to find or do (e.g Kryptonite).
I understand that this is technically considered 'Fantasy' or 'Sci-fi' RPbut if we can, lets try to have a bit of a realistic aspect to it.
That's all I really have to say as for rules and what not. In the end we all wanna have fun and enjoy a good RP. I will warn you guys that If I do not like something that someone posts I will message that person and let them know personally, if someone has issues with something let me know and we can resolve whatever the problem is.
That's it from me, enjoy the game.
-Huntress-
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The clear orange pill bottle was slammed against the counter. It read, Amelia Bratianu; who also happened to be the woman who nearly shattered the fragile plastic bottle. The doctor sat in a dull room. Technology surrounding her, the monitors the only things illuminating the room. A boring blue hue taking over. She cradled her head with one hand, rubbing her temples, trying to soothe the irritating pain that was shooting through her skull. Her jaw was clenched eyes shut tightly, her right hand held her glasses; her hair unlike the usual was let down, brown wavy strands flowing to her shoulders. She dressed simply, a feminine white button up shirt, a black pencil skirt with dark leggings and black heels; her lab coat was hung behind her office door. Sighing Amelia looked up and groaned. She looked tired as she exhaled in slight frustration. "I'll never be able to meet this deadline..." She muttered to herself, her british accent echoing through the room, drowning out the steady thrumming of the machinery that took up most of the room.
Leaning back in her chair she close her eyes once more and sighed again. "What did I get myself into..." Another complaint directed to no one but herself. Placing her hand over her mouth she shook her head with another exhale. Tossing her glasses onto the desk she stood up and was ready to remove her shoes. Glancing over her shoulder she could hear footsteps in the distance before the knock on her door followed. "Come in." She called out not sounding too eager. A young scientist walked in, her blonde hair in a bun, her lab coat a little too large for her figure.
"Doctor Bratianu?" The young girl questioned. As if the answer wasn't obvious.
"I believe that's what the plaque on the door says." Amelia responded with her typical rudeness.
"Sorry to bother you ma'am. But Mr. Elryk would like for you to come down to the lab to analyze something." The young woman spoke, she sounded very timid, slightly afraid.
"Tell him I will be down shortly, thank you for informing me." Amelia spoke and turned around to grab her glasses.
"Yes ma'am." The female scientist closed the door and walked off. Her footsteps ringing through Amelia's ears all the way until she was two and a half levels below her.
Adjusting her clothes and tying her hair up she left her office with her lab coat in hand. "I truly hope that this will be worth my time." She muttered under her breath as she locked her office and proceeded to the elevator.