IC Thread: http://www.roleplaygateway.com/the-seven-deadly-sins-t13523.html

NO MORE CHARACTERS ARE BEING ACCEPTED AT THIS TIME. THANK YOU!

Backstory:
The state of New York had seen better days. Declared a disaster area by the president, no one was allowed to enter for mysteriously undisclosed reasons. The media was ordered to report the incident as an “unfortunate natural disaster” and faced serious fines and criminal charges for any information disclosed without proper authorization. Heavily armed soldiers, formidable tanks and battle copters constantly patrolled the temporary borders, maintaining constant vigilance.

Across the nation, people watching the news about New York’s fate constantly questioned the reasoning behind a heavily armed patrol around a supposed disaster zone, but inquiries to the government were always met with stiff opposition and few clear answers. However, those who remained within the doomed state knew exactly how serious the situation was.

On Halloween morning of 2008, a mysterious package was received by the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Upon removing the wrapping, the curator discovered an ancient brown crate filled with seven seemingly unrelated artifacts – a brass scepter, an iron crown bejeweled with rubies, a silver urn, a hand-stitched silk handkerchief, a rose fashioned from untreated quartz, an empty oak treasure chest trimmed with gold, and an opera mask crafted from ivory. Because the items seemed nearly ordinary, they were left overnight to be examined the next morning.

As the sun rose the next day, a bloody scene was discovered by authorities in Times Square. Thousands of people had been murdered over night and dumped into the middle of street, their bodies torn and mangled as if something inhuman had gotten a hold of them. As investigators combed the city for clues, more mass dumping grounds were discovered in various locations throughout New York. Unable to give a reason for the mass killings, the government immediately locked down the state and forbid anyone from entering… or leaving.

Reports eventually began to circulate from the soldiers guarding the borders that “monsters” were seen roaming the streets at night. In order to prevent a nationwide panic, the president ordered the censorship of the press concerning the strange sightings. As a preventative measure, the commander in chief then ordered that anyone attempting to leave the state be shot on sight, whether they appeared human or not. While a secret international conference has been called to address the handling of the situation, those still trying to survive are quickly running out of time.

Back in the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the seven seemingly mundane artifacts have disappeared…

Premise:
You are a survivor in the state of New York. People around you are being murdered, while others are going crazy and appear to be the murderers! Even animals seem to be acting strangely, and you could’ve sworn you saw a two-headed dog attack someone in a dark alley last night. Stores and restaurants are indefinitely closed, electricity is all but unavailable, and drinkable water is running low. The government refuses to send support until a decision can be made at the international conference, and precious resources are beginning to run scarce. While trying to survive is the number one priority, the defeat of a growing evil may be the only way you can escape with your life…

Rules:
All the standard role playing rules apply. Do not control other people’s characters or NPCs unless given authority to do so. Use your creativity to progress the storyline – even when you think you have nothing to post, think of something to post! You can do it! I have a basic idea behind the progression of the story, but I would like everyone who participates to contribute something and help it grow and evolve. Do not post one-liners that do nothing to enhance the experience or add anything to the plot. You can have up to two (2) characters and as many NPCs as you can effectively keep track of. Above all else, have fun!

My Role:
I will create the major plot twists and villains, but I am not always available to post everyday, so I expect you all to at least be able to move the story along without me for short periods of time (I’ll always leave you plenty of creative room if I have to disappear for awhile).

Character Sheet (optional):
I know some of you are not fond of character sheets (i.e. you want to develop your character as the story develops), so this is entirely optional. However, you must still at least post your character’s name and basic statistics (i.e. age and appearance) for acceptance purposes. It would be NICE if all your characters knew each other somehow, but I will not make that a requirement. I do require, however, that your character is a survivor trapped in New York. Oh, and you have to be human. Sorry, no exceptions there.

Name:
Age:
Appearance: (provide an image or description)

Personality:

Background: (e.g. think about what happened to your family/friends and what your character was doing before the state was turned upside down.)

Combat Skills/Abilities/Weapon: (There will be plenty of monsters to deal with in this storyline, so you can be creative here, including silly weapons like frying pans and blowguns to minor magic/psychic abilities, all subject to my approval, of course. Just remember that your characters are not supposed to be “superheroes” with X-Men or Fantastic 4 type powers or magic wielding sorceresses and paladins, but I may make some exceptions. Hey, this is a fantasy New York, so it could happen! However, this story is mainly about "ordinary" people who have been plucked from their "ordinary" lives to face a great evil. Just make sure you do not pick anything too overpowering.)

Additional Notes:

Closing:
I will post my character and a few key NPCs soon. I’ll start the IC thread when I get at least 4 or 5 people who are interested. I will try to accept all the people that want to join, but I would like to TRY and keep it to a maximum of 6 (for now).

Characters:
Survivors
Ken (Ken)
Kelsey Hall (Twilight01)
Cyrus Gray (KennyRules)
Clark Mary Walters (MetalHeadGirl)
Saiga Akito (Windigo Puppet)
Zee (KittyCat97)
Daron Fawkes (KilroyWasHere)
Agito Rivera (Death jr.)

Villains
3 Undetermined Evil Characters (Treali Storm)

I'm interested, reserve me a spot, please?
Thank you.

Name: Ken
Age: 18
Appearance: Tall-ish, dark short hair, wearing jeans and a thick leather jacket, to protect himself from the weird monster things.He is in very good shape, muscular and trim.

Personality:Kind, but doesn't like nosense.

Background: He used to be a cop, but was fired for being to reckless when trying to capture criminals. His last offence was running through the side of a building with his squad car to get to a fugative faster.

Combat Skills/Abilities/Weapon: A pistol he owns, and a bunch of knives he grabbed from his kitchen. He knows how to box and wrestle a little

Name: Kelsey Hall
Age: 17
Appearance: or, if not real, anime
Personality: Kelsey is what you may call the "quite" type, she is a wonderful fighter, but not so wonderful at making friends or falling in love. She can, but rarely, be a social butterfly, she likes to party sometimes, and loves to sketch many different things.
Background: It will be revealed through the story.
Combat Skills/Abilities/Weapon: She carries around two razor edged daggers, on tucked in each boot.
Additional Notes: Nope

Ken and Twilight, you're both in, but understand that I will be monitoring posts for quality. Try to spell words correctly (use Firefox - it has a built in spell checker). It makes your posts easier to read and people will take what you write a little bit more seriously. Thanks and welcome!

I'll be logging off for a bit, but I'll be back soon!

I always use Firefox. Lol. It is very helpful and useful.

I would like to take a role as a villian I will PM my Character sheet to you.

Hi Lueshi, please refer to my PM regarding your request. Everyone else, I am currently not accepting any villains at this time. I've already got one person dedicated to three major ones. We need more survivors!

I'll be joining up. Working on my character sheet right now. Good pictures are so hard to find >.<

Thanks for joining up, Kenny! Your spot is saved.

I'm interested, though I'm scared that I'll probably not be able to post everyday. No matter, lettme thing of a character, and we'll just figure out how it goes.....^-^

Name: Cpl. Cyrus Gray
Age: 25
Appearance:

Personality: A gruff and silent man, he values the lives of innocents more than anything else. His time with the marines hardened him, but he has a compassionate heart. It rarely surfaces, though, as he understands the need for people who look at a situation without being swayed by emotion. He thinks calmly and logically about every situation, assessing the threat, and finding the best way to defend those he cares for. He is a withdrawn, yet fiercely loyal person.

Background: Gray grew up in the New York slums, and was taught early on to look out for himself. In his early years, he was nothing but a troublemaker and a deviant, creating trouble for himself and others. For the most part, his future was bleak. It was only brightened by the fact that he had a caring mother. When he was arrested for peddling drugs on the streetcorner, his mother appealed to him to go to boot camp. He accepted, and left.

Boot camp changed him. The presence of a very structured environment, and the total intolerance for insubordination, helped Cyrus to find his way. His bonding time spent with his fellow marines taught him the true importance of loyalty, and "never leaving anyone behind". He served a very productive and honorable 4 year term after he finished boot camp. During that time, he was looked to for his sound mind and solid, logical, and quick thinking capabilities.

Afterwards, he returned home to New York. He lived happily there, for a year, before the outbreak. Nobody knew what started it, but Cyrus Gray knew it had to be stopped. Whatever those things were, they were killing the people he had worked so hard to protect. And so, with his military training, he set out to save those that he could.

Combat Skills/Abilities/Weapon:
Skills:
-Capable of administering basic First Aid
-Knowledge of CQC (Marine Hand-to-Hand)
-Can use a mounted machine gun, and most mounted weaponry, with ease
-Can pick some locks
-Can hotwire cars
-Knows how to purify water

Weapons:
-M-16 Fully Automatic Rifle
-.50 Desert Eagle
-Combat Knife

Additional Notes: Yes, that is Liquid Snake. Sue me, I'm a MGS fanboy. Also, sorry, but I couldn't think of a way to "know" the other characters created so far.

Name: Clark Mary Walters
Age: 22
Appearance:
Personality: Clark is a very laid back and easy going, this comes from growing up with two older brothers and all their guy friends. She also isn't the most lady like female in New York, she sees no problem with burping or cussing in public and hardly ever bothers with makeup. However like most of the female population she tends to get very bitchy during certain times of the month. Other than that she never really throws any fits or makes a big deal out of nothing.

Background: Like stated earlier Clark has two elder brothers, John who is two years older and Chris who is 5 years older. She also has a mom and a dad who have been happily married for 29 years. She lived with her family in southern Idaho up until the age of 19. When she turned 19 she figured she should probably move out from her parents house and start living on her own. Not wanting to stick around the same area she had been in for 19 years she decided to head east.
She originally lived in Pennsylvania for a few months but for some reason she just couldn't make it feel like home. So after much contemplation she moved to the Big Apple. She wasn't really looking to "Make it big" in New York city, she mainly wanted to see what big city life was really like. Like most young people she found out that Hollywood once again lied and that New York was actually a harsh and unforgiving city. However Clark liked it well enough and at least it kept her life interesting so she decided to make NY her home for the time being.
Clark lived in a small apartment where she had roomed with another girl called Samantha. I use the past tense because that apartment is no longer standing and as far as Clark knows Samantha is no longer on earth. Clark doesn't have a clue to whats really happening she just knows she trapped and has a high possibility of dieing. All she can hope to do is lay low and wait the whole thing out and hopefully the government will have this thing sorted out soon enough.
Combat Skills/Abilities/Weapon: Clarks only combat skill is the few pressure points that she picked up from wrestling with her brothers. As far as weapons go Clark now has a decent sized crowbar and a can of pepper spray.
Additional Notes: n/a

Thanks for the profile, Kenny. And no problem, Emmy! You don't post everyday on your Awakening RP and its still cool! Your spot is saved as well, Emerald.

Thanks for your profile, MetalHeadGirl, very well written. You're accepted! Maybe just one or two more and I'll get the IC and other details into place...

*cough* that includes today...I don't think I'll be able to make a charrie today. I have to write an essay due tomorrow in which I haven't even thought of the thesis yet. xD I'm sooo screwed~~~

Yea, fair warning, I have a nasty little 20 page paper due in 10 days. So depending on my efficiency with that, I may not be able to get on as often. I'll probably still find time to make a post a day though, just because I will need study breaks.

You guys are too polite! No need to apologize, I do understand that everyone has things to attend to besides this RP. No problems!

I have plenty of time, I get on EVERY day, unless I go somewhere for the weekend or something, but I'll let you know, that isn't very often.
But on Saturday, November 22, I'll just go ahead and tell you I won't be on, I will that night though xD lol. I'm addicted to this site... now I'm rambling on... sorry...

Name: Saiga Akito
Age: 23

During the day he is a white collar drone behind a desk, beating away at the keys, trying to organize files. His work load is enormous, if the information he needed to retain was on paper he would literally be up to his ears and counting. Nice sunny days surpass him, he doesn't get many rays and has little time for walking the streets of new york or actually getting some friends. Saiga has friends at work, if you could call backstabbing, money laundering, butt kissers, friends. Every aspect of his day starting at nine in the morning to nine at night was controlled by a faceless man who sent him notes over the Internet.

Overall Saiga is a fairly nice man, a pushover and rather naive, but nice. People tend to underestimate him. In his white shirt and multi-colored tie, he has often been the target of men who are low on cash. He can defend himself from attackers but has a hard time hurting people, and use to faint at the sight of blood. Although he does have a girlfriend, he expects that she is cheating on him and never worked up the gall to talk to her. Saiga can tend to be fairly romantic, and likes to play pranks on people (as long as they don't involve physical harm). However it often seems as though his playful side is slowly being eaten by the 'Massive Case Load Monster'. At night he is a rock star for a masked group of men who call themselves 'The Seven Avengers'. Although Saiga can play any instrument you put in front of him, he has a hard time playing for people without his mask on. For some reason he has convinced himself that he cannot do it, he has to take on another personality to play in a band. His talent might provide some relief to depressed survivors.

Saiga has an obsession with sweets, and with his abnormally high metabolism he suffers from non of the consequences of his high glucose diet. He has a mutt named Rover, a cat named Cheese, and loves animals to the core. Going to animal shelters melts his heart, he has a tendency to bring an animal home every time he goes so a while back he stopped going to the shelters. It takes quite a bit to get him angry, but his 'so called' friends pity the poor fool who does work him up.

After the attacks he changes severely. His soft spot for humanity grows dim and he becomes quite beligerant, and pessimistic, finding himself in a state of constant shock. While he would like to believe that everything is going to be alright, he decides to panic and spends all his money alcohol, sweets, and guns, while spending hours doing nothing constructive but composing music. That is until, she (an NPC for now), stumbles into his life, a bright light at the end of the dark tunnel.

Background

On the eve of the first attack Saiga was on his way home from work. He had opted to walk because his car had gotten towed and he didn't live too far away. Tonight he was coming home early and had intended to show his girlfriend a good time, after stopping and buying chocolates he sauntered onto making reservations at a ritzy resturant. Being fairly loaded he didn't mind indulging. When he got up to his condo he greeted the dog and checked his messages before walking into his bedroom to change clothes.

At first he hadn't noticed, his powers of observation were not quite, perfected. So he walked into the bathroom, changed his close before noticing that he had some red goop on his black shoes. He followed the sanguine to it's source only to find what could only be described as a slaughter. There were two people in the bed. The bodies were so mangled that the cops wouldn't be able to identify them. Jumping to conclusions he figured that the woman was his girlfriend the man being her lover. While he might have been inclined to call the cops his cell was dead and the house phone wouldn't page. So, forgetting to take a jacket he walked outside to go fetch help.

The last thing he remembered was a sharp blow to the head and waking up in an alley way with the bright sign shining down on his bruised, but fairly unscathed body. By that time the cops had discovered the first plight. Sirens blared just beyond his homestead. Stumbling from the mess he walked in the direction of the noise and came upon a scene that no man in his mental state should see.

There were bodies everywhere, hanging from awnings, skewered on giant poles. He didn't scream out in terror but continued to fall forward tripping into the ripped remains of what use to be a torso. Cops surrounded him, took him to the station but released him later that day figuring he was the only one who had survived the first attack. There wasn't much for him to go back to, they were still cleaning up the mess in his apartment. So he went to a winery and bought a hotel, for the next three days he drank himself into oblivion. He seems like a lost hope until he rescues a little girl from a rat creature and takes on a new responsibility. Now he will do what ever he can to protect her, come hell or high water.

Combat/Abilities/Weapons:: Although he never use to be a person who adhered to carrying guns, after the end of the world he took a pistol off a dead man, robbed a pawn shop for bullets, and decided to keep it on him at all times. His aim isn't very good, not good at all. Saiga's only hope for being able to aim is at close-range and sometimes he even misses that. His best defense is a pair of brass knuckles he keeps in his shirt pocket. Despite his less then predisposing fighting skills he has a few other skills under his belt. Saiga is an expert climber, can run faster then almost all the people he has met and knows how to put his college science/physics courses to good use, setting traps, and keeping creatures off his tail. He can even test the PH level of liquids to make sure they aren't poisoned.

<Is this still open for me to join?>

Oooh, may I reserve the spot?
Man, I just might ask for that little girl that Saiga rescued. Is that OK, WindigoPuppet?