Bellicose is a futuristic fantasy rpg set on an original planet by the same name.
Gods and Monsters walk the Earth and an ancient Deity long since forgotten rattles her chains. She's been caged for too long, betrayed by her treacherous children: Nocturna, Jaecaer, Tythos, Marika, and Incarnate. They bound her in fear and locked her away. Then, they cast down her lover; stripped him of all powers and memories. It was his curse to be reborn a mortal over and over, never to remember his deific status.
But there are whispers circling of an unrest in the Celestial Realm. Mother is calling. The bonds are fading. A deity, bound to a temporal form, is beginning to remember his place. With each new memory, the draw of Mother grows louder. The Gods fear a war is approaching. With Mother enraged and the shackles weakening, she is starting to influence the mortals to her side as she calls to them in their sleep and subconscious thoughts. Those loyal to the fallen Gods are showing their colors as the Deities break apart. The Pantheon is preparing for battle and calling forth all who are capable of fighting in their honor.
The question is: Just who exactly is left for them to call on?
5'5" Short and filled with anxiety. Only second to Dillon in unhealthy caffeine consumption. Mage of Healing. Can also cause Plagues/worsen wounds/sickness. Whenever he heals someone, mentally or physically, he takes the damage onto himself. If healing mental trauma, ends up experiencing it. Causing plagues and illness is even worse. Can outright kill him. 70% Anxiety 20% Stress 10% Paranoia. 100% Done. Pretty lowkey suicidal, covers it with suicidal ideation though. Used to crush on Adam Shepherd, pretends it never happened. Super Soldier. Medical student. No sleep for him either lmfao. Always looks somewhat worried. Squinty. Wears glasses. The kind of nerd other nerds would shove into a locker
[player]http://k003.kiwi6.com/hotlink/fbq662t9ic/Hollywood_Undead_-_Party_By_Myself_Lyrics_Video_.mp3[/player]Shaking his head slightly, the elven male looked to the sky. 'Am I really going to do this? Why yes, I am. I need the time off and it's not like school is in' he thought, letting out a small groan. He was currently waiting in line to use the boom tube to get to his destination. Where exactly might he be going? The one place where people can be worry free until the next day.
Tapping his foot impatiently, he adjusted his glasses once before looking over at the line of people ahead of him. Usually, this would take a few minutes, but since a lot of people seem to want to go to all of a sudden, Theo was stuck waiting in line. Cursing under his breath, the elf waited for what seemed like an eternity before he finally was able to take a step.
However, there was still a long line of people ahead of him. Pinching the bridge of his nose he crossed his arms, jacket riding up his side even more. Gently tugging the leather down, he ran a hand through his hair and grit his teeth. There was someone behind him obnoxiously chewing gum. Every now and again he'd feel something wet and sticky land on the back of his neck. This made his eye twitch, fist clenching subconsciously. It was people like this that made him want to leave.
Then again he didn't have his coffee either. He had skipped on the coffee, taking his time to get ready for what he had hoped would be a night to get himself completely smashed. 'Just ignore them, Theo, you're right near the end of the line.' he thought, taking a deep breath, he continued to make his way to where he would finally be able to go and have his fun.
Raising his hand, Theo almost rubbed his eyes. Shaking his head, he ran his hand through his hair once more. He could see the exit, he was almost there. The male let out a sigh of relief when the person with the gum seemed to leave. Maybe the day was going to be good for the male.
Post by Vittoria di Guerra on Jul 13, 2017 0:43:25 GMT -5
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[attr="class","inside"][player]http://k003.kiwi6.com/hotlink/gvx621y3cu/Daddy_Yankee_-_Limbo.mp3[/player] [break] [break] Vittoria made her way through the Trans-Relay station with confident strides. The 'click-click' of her stilettos drew attention as it echoed through the corridor. It seemed as if those that looked couldn't decide whether to stare or look away. One couldn't blame them for staring, really. Not only was the elf quite the looker, but she displayed her ill-gotten wealth in ostentatious displays of fine jewelry and exorbitant fashion. Though, they equally could not be blamed for averting their eyes as she was well-known for her criminal actions. [break] [break] She was an enforcer to the expansive and lethal gang known as The Syndicate. Her adoptive father was none other than the leader, Andronikos. It wasn't that fact alone that kept those around her wary of offense. No, it had more to do with her tendency to get violent at the drop of a hat that dissuaded whispers or insults. Naturally, there were outliers; people who didn't know of her reputation, those that did and thought they were stronger or more vicious, and then there were those that just did not care. To say she enjoyed showing them exactly why she got the reputation was an understatement. One thing she absolutely enjoyed doing was fighting and causing trouble. [break] [break] Tonight, however, was an exception. She was looking forward to going to Space Vegas, a name she found hilarious, and letting loose. It really wouldn't be much different from how she acted on Bellicose, but there were more clubs, casinos, and opportunities for fun in that city of debauchery. A heavy and long fur-lined coat kept the bitter cold of Xandrial at bay as she made her way to the more crowded Hub. It seemed there was a line for Vegas, not that she was surprised. It was a popular place to party, especially on the weekends. However, she didn't exactly do lines. So, it was with that that she walked right past those waiting like good citizens and made her way to the front. Following rules and being an upstanding citizen wasn't high in her priorities. In fact, it was exceptionally boring to be so...vanilla. [break] [break] She ignored the looks and huffs, more concerned with getting to the clubs already. After all, she was looking way too damn good to be hiding it under this coat and wasting it on these people. Tori had people to mess with and tease. Hopefully, someone would get too cocky and give her the excuse to start a fight. As she neared the relay station, she noticed a rather familiar pair of irritated, golden eyes. A sly, trouble-making grin started to slip up her black and gold lips. This night was going to get much more interesting. She waylaid her destination for a moment to step in front of the short elf. Teodoro, or Theo as he was affectionately called, was dressed up for a night out on the town and she was going to absolutely aid in his journey. She heard he couldn't get drunk. That sounded like a challenge to her. [break] [break] Raising one perfect brow, smirk still in place, she spoke to the golden-eyed mage. "Why you waitin' in line, Theo? Night's gonna be over before you even get smashed at this rate. Come on, nerd. We got a city to wreck." Her tone was lighthearted and filled with just as much mischief as her grin. Deep ocher eyes scanned his colorful outfit and laugh left her lips after she read his shirt. That was one way to come out, that's for certain. "Nice outfit, Sparkles." With that, she made a motion toward the relay station, quite clearly meaning to cut off whoever was waiting next to use the machine. There was no way in hell she was standing around like a dumbass when there was a perfectly good club waiting out there to trash.
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