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Posted: Fri, 21/08/2020 13:17 (4 Years ago)

Howdy~

Instead of spamming the sign-ups page with posts that I probably wouldn't go through with because I'm usually super busy, I figured that I'd just dump all my current ideas for roleplays into one post c':
So kind of like a poll thingy? And if there's significant interest in one then I'll go ahead and make an actual post for it?
I'll try to keep this updated-ish. I had a bunch more ideas but couldn't quite get any flesh on them.
Feel free to ask any questions - I'll try to answer them to the best of my ability lmao.
Also, if any of them give you ideas for your own roleplays, feel free to use them uwu

credit isn't necessary but would be appreciated



[Pokemon | Adventure | Slice-of-Life]

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Taking one last look back through the thickening smoke, the place where the lab once sat was now up in golden flames. It wouldn’t be long before they’d spread into the surrounding woodland. So, with only the clothes on your back, you’re forced to keep going despite the pain of your wounds. You’d managed to escape your ‘home’ of x-amount of years, just before the explosion.

Luck seemed to be on your side. But for the others? You weren’t so sure.

If you had a life before that place, the torture there suppressed any memories.


A sudden pain arose from your forearm, beneath the tightly wrapped bandage that had been applied days before.

They’d been so close-


Unwrapping the dressing for the first time revealed a familiar-looking stone, embedded into your arm. A Z-Crystal. It glowed brightly, almost blinding.

-to creating a way for humans to obtain power like pokemon.


Hours after passing out, you’re gently nudged to consciousness, the smell of smoke still lingering in the air.

“Hey, human, you have to wake up!”




[Fantasy | Vampires]

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With several hidden underground tunnels running all over the city, L'Éclipse Rouge is the hub of it all. What seemed to be your typical downtown nightclub, held secrets of it's own. Ancient ones at that. And it's regulars? They're not quite what they appear to be. However, the alcohol served here will have got to any common mortal's head before being able to realise that.

Besides, vampires are only a myth, right?

Vampirism was in it's prime, centuries earlier. But with vampires, there are also the hunters whose lives are committed to protecting their people from the blood-suckers. To this day, such families reigning back to those days still exist in small numbers and are continuing to sharpen up their skills. But today, Vampires are a dying breed over the years as the hunting forced them into hiding and blending in with society was their last resort. This has also meant them having to suppress their thirst with animal blood, ultimately weakening them. Which is why the L'Éclipse Rouge has become a popular hangout for the two remaining (and rivalling) clans of the city. They provide fresh, bag-free, human blood: a "secret menu" drink known as the 'Sanguine Kiss'.

Everything was soon to shut down, their cover blown as a group of feral, thirsty vampires attacked the club one night. Whilst the city's vampires were able to retreat unharmed, the intoxicated humans were not as fortunate. Vampires, once again, found themselves in the eyes of the media with the news quickly spreading across the region. If that wasn't enough, they were now left to figure out the truth, together, if they were going to survive.




[Mystery | Supernatural]

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Waking up on a deserted isle, you feel drained and your memory of the last hours are fuzzy.
There are no signs of life, besides the few other bodies of people around you. They, too, are in the same predicament.
You don't know them, but they may be your best bet of survival.
A cold band of metal twitches around your neck, sending a mild electric shock through your body.
And just as that happens, the sound of a speaker screeches in the distance, followed by a cheerful voice.

"Welcome~ And thank you for your participation in the annual Hunters' Game, have you heard of it?
I would first like to say that I hope you'll enjoy it as much as we will.
And now, the rules.
You'll have the remainder of the day to prepare yourselves, the hunters will be released at dawn.
They've been training their whole lives for this very moment, hehe~
You may team up or work alone; however, the same goes for the hunters.
The game lasts a week. Any and all survivors will be free to leave.
In the meantime, do not attempt to leave the playing field.
And do not attempt to take off the collar.
If any rules are broken, penalties will be awarded.
Finally, do try to survive. That way, it'll be fun for both parties.
Good luck, may the strongest species win."

Species of the supernatural have been living amongst society ever since laws were introduced, protecting them from being hunted. However, once a year, for a single week, these rules are disregarded by the elites, many belonging to ancient hunting families. On a small privately-owned island, in the middle of nowhere, the secret event is held. A selection of supernatural beings are "picked" kidnapped and are thrown into the arena, but not until they are drugged with a concoction of supplements with temporarily suppress their memories and powers.

However, this really is just a game: a - fun - cover-up for the experiments going on beneath the island. The hunters, of course, are in on this. It's their job to evaluate the live specimens before they become the building blocks of a man-made chimera.