Introduction
Artalf a world much like our earth, has suffered from an ancient war between two races; the Dwarves and the Angels. Their hatred for each other has continued on for so many years that both the reason for this battle and hope for the two to co-exist has been lost to history and ruin. The Humans, which are primitive and tribal are quite literally stuck in the middle. As they reside on Artalf's surface, called Tellus by most people. Dwarves live in the depths of the earth in grand mountain halls honing their skills as craftsmen of great works of art, war, and machinery, known as Miruvorren. The Angelic entities live above the lands and clouds in a floating city, named Saloriel, known for its technology and grand universities. Between the mixes, is an ancient race that has cut itself from the equation, Elves. They live in the Forest, Eosafa. No one dares to impose war on the Elves territory or seek help from them. They are one of the strongest and most wise races and they choose to not partake in the foolish trifles of the other races, but are not afraid to defend themselves if necessary.
Dwarves and the Angelic entities are currently on peaceful terms which were resulted by the act of a treaty. However, as of today. Agoost 27th, 3047β¦War has once again been decreed.
Dwarves-
These stocky creatures range from two feet at their shortest and 4.5 feet their tallest. The men are known for their huge coarse beards that are their pride and joy. Their woman are not skinny but their beauty can be found in their warm smiles and even warmer hearts. The Dwarves are a rowdy and loud bunch who love their drink and a good time with their budds. However, they are usually harsher to outsiders, but will accept them once respect is earned. They live in the high mountains filled to the brim with veins upon veins of precious metals and gems, which they have mined for centuries. Dwarves are sturdy and unlike popular belief, very clever and in no ways stupid. They are experts in machinery and its creation, and their weapons tend to be very effective and very creative. Their art is some of the most intricate and beautiful in almost all mediums. Their history and how they came to be is unknown, lost to myth and legend, some just assume the Dwarves have always been there. The will of the Dwarf is unlike any other, they don't give up when they want something.
To them the Angelic race is an annoyance to some and a thorn in the side to others, the opinion varies from dwarf to dwarf, but overall any dwarf will say they would love to stick it to an Angel. The Angels pride and snooty behavior is resented very much be the Dwarves.
Elves-
Not much is known about the Elves. Like the Dwarves, their origins are shrouded in mystery, but some have speculated that Humans were a creation of the Elves. This theory is extremely ridiculed, even by humans. All that is known is that they are beautiful, wise, swift, and have no interest in the world outside their home in the forests.
Humans-
Humans are the most basic form on Artalf, but they are survivors. Forced to live in a world with no technology and reside on the natural resources of this earth, they bring back the true meaning of willpower. Compared to the other races, they are not as strong. But their spirit and heart leave the other races in the dust. Their lungs are bigger, their feet and arms are stronger, their eye-sight better, and their hearing is sharper, the only race that can beat them in physical prowess is the Elves. Despite the lack of science or advance art and machinery, they are not dull by any means.
Angelic Entities-
Scientifically made to appear as an angel, they are the smartest out of the three races. They use to be humans until they had conducted experiments on earth to give those the appearance of an angel: with wings and the ability to fly. Once this had been accomplished-man kinds biggest dream- they felt nothing else was impossible. They designed a floating city, so that they may fully separate themselves from primitive humans. The society that now exists is one void of death from sickness, injury, and angels are rumored to live ten times longer than humans. They create their children, and parents have the option of choosing their chlid's genetic features, from what they will look like to how their bodies will work and grow.
They hate the dwarves and feel they are an abomination. They are not physically appealing, and their stubbornness pains them. Being up in the sky for so long has made them view themselves as Gods. They are egotistic, prideful, and intelligent.
You can add anything you want to make it look pretty.
**REAL PICTURE FOR CHARACTER PLEASE.**
Name: (first and last and middle if you want)
Age and Birth:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance: (Height, weight, tattoos?, scars?, anything else you think should go here.)
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
Dreams/Hopes:
History:
No Godmooding/Mary Sues/ Gary Stues.
This is gonna be a literate RP so I need at least 500 words per post. That's not that much. I want you to describe everything your character is thinking and feeling and seeing.
Make stuff happen! I love drama! Just keep the drama and stuff to the RP and not the OOC.
Bhu-Bhu and I are GM, so our word is law to all the world! Wahahahaha! >:D But seriously, don't go against our word.
When you submit a character, you're committing yourself to this RP, so don't just make one post and disappear until the end of the RP.
If you loose interest in this or can't make a post for a while, just let me know. I wonβt be mad. Maybe a little upset, but not mad. I will be if you disappear without rhyme or reason.
If you have any questions just ask me or my smokinβ Co-GM Bhu-Bhu.
Most importantly, have fun!
- 54 posts here • Page 3 of 3 • 1, 2, 3
The Story So Far... Write a Post » as written by 6 authors
She supposed that the dwarves were a loud boisterous lot, who seemed to be merely interested in having a good time. She was hard put however to tell one from the other in the flickering torch light that threw their faces into moving relief. she had been through several loud, joyous drinking songs, and a cup of grog while she was down there. She sat there now however debating whether she should try to write her questions on a piece of paper for the dwarves to read, though she did not see anything to write with nearby, and her pack was still with her ride in the stable.
Thinking back on the trip she blinked once as she realized it had been several days since she had left the elven city, and the queens unusual morning summons. The trip had been quicker then it could have been, the mount she rode being strong and used to prolonged rides and Syl had run alongside part of the way.
One of the guards looked over the tall yet slender stranger who still wore her cloak from the rain outside, the hood hiding her face in shadow. It did not however hide the blonde lock of hair that fell from under the hood, or a pale silvery line that crossed where this persons throat would be making him shiver.
Pale green eyes glanced up and the guards slight movement and noticed his look of revolt-ion. "Ah, he saw my scar" Sylara thought as she pulled the neck of the cloak tighter to hide the wound.
"You've got another two cents coming if you think I will be accompanying you to that ruthless and barbaric place. I am not fond of those chemicals running through my blood stream. Waking up with a hang-over once was good enough for me to call it quits. And how many times must I tell you to not bring up that wretched name pun my parents gave me?" Ivan listened to Alic go on and just blew it all of with a small chuckle. "Oh calm ya'self, Alic-o-pal. Ya' don't have ta' go get ye'self drunk ta' have a good time! Ya' can just come and have a pint or two. And that pun of a name of yours is a jolly good one, it is!" Ivan said the last part with a chuckle. "Come on, let's go get a pint! It'll do ya' some good!" Ivan said as he grabbed Alic's wrist and pulled him out the door.
Walking down to the pub, you could hear the sound of laughter and singing. You could already smell the scent of beer and whiskey and various other moonshine. A big grin made it's way onto Ivan's face. "Ya' know, I used ta' make a hell of a great moonshine. Ti'was thee best in thee family. But after we had Seamus, he had gotten into the moonshine and made a big ol' mess outa' it. Ciaran made me stop da' business. It was a hearty sight though." Ivan paused his rambling and let out a chuckle. "I think the boy must've gotten ahold of some of that 'shine that day. He was actin' weird that whole day." Ivan ended his little ramble of a story as they came up to the door to the pub.
Just as they stepped in the door, someone else began a new song. "As I went home on Monday night, as drunk as drunk could be, I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be. Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see, that's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more. But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before." Ivan shook his head slightly at the song that this old fool sings every time he's in here about a week of drunkenness. It's still awfully amusing. Ivan's favorite part though is the part where he first see's the baby boy in bed with his wife. A very amusing song it is.
Ivan sat at a nearby table and got him and Alic a pint-o-whiskey. "Here ya' are, Alic. A pint 'o whiskey!" He said with a slight chuckle and a grin before taking a nice big swig of his own drink and started humming along with everyone else to the songs being sang.
"Oh calm ya'self, Alic-o-pal. Ya' don't have ta' go get ye'self drunk ta' have a good time! Ya' can just come and have a pint or two. And that pun of a name of yours is a jolly good one, it is!" Ivan said the last part with a chuckle. "Come on, let's go get a pint! It'll do ya' some good!" Ivan said as he grabbed Alic's wrist and pulled him out the door without another notice. The crickets chirped on this fine night and the stars laid in the sky in numbers equal to young childrens wishes in this world. Only bits and pieces of the night sky could be seen through patches of the underground ceiling to their home. Moonlight shined down in thin or large strips like showers, waterfalls of light. The houses held a warm glow to their window tints and the faint sound of factories and machinery could be heard in the distance. Everyone was officially shutting down the shops and everyone would be at the pub. The pub, filled with horrific Dwarf odors that compare to no other and music that he, well, did not classify as true music. Alic loved the classics, especially Beethoven. Instrumental music helped him reach his inner artist on the highest level. Of course, no one understood. Dwarfs minds are....simple after all. As they neared the dreaded building, singing and laughter was heard. Horrible singing, to clarify.
"Ya' know, I used ta' make a hell of a great moonshine. Ti'was thee best in thee family. But after we had Seamus, he had gotten into the moonshine and made a big ol' mess outa' it. Ciaran made me stop da' business. It was a hearty sight though." Ivan paused his rambling and let out a chuckle. "I think the boy must've gotten ahold of some of that 'shine that day. He was actin' weird that whole day." A smile spread across Alics composed face.
βSeamus? Haha, I knew he was a trouble maker the second I laid eyes upon him.β his expression changed to one of seriousness, βOr shall I say, when his airplanes propellers went into my eye balls and he thought it the funniest thing he'd seen. And the moment he pulled my hair, and the time he put explosive powder into my mech suit I was making, Remember that? Half my house disappeared. And the time-β Alics eyes widened when they had reached the doors of the pub. Headache? Yes, and he hasn't even gone inside the toxic zone yet. He could feel his IQ slipping away from him already. Just as they stepped in the door, someone else began a new song, his attention was brought elsewhere however. Sitting on the bar with his feet hanging off the chair, was an irishman Dwarf staring into his drink with passion, nostrils flaring. He watched him pick a fly out from his drink and wave it around over his beer, shouting at it.
βSPIT IT OUT!! SPIT IT OUT YOU BASTARD!!!!β Saliva went forth from his mouth and he slammed his other fist against the metal table. Everything here was built by the Dwarfs hands. Alic could think of numerious warnings for pubs to put outside their door on a sign.
WARNING:
Consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
WARNING:
Consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your pants.
And his personal favorite that he has been a victim too far too many times.
WARNING:
Consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell the same boring story over and over again until your friends want to SMASH YOUR HEAD IN.
Ivan sat the both of them at a nearby table and got Alic a pint-o-whiskey.
"Here ya' are, Alic. A pint 'o whiskey!" He said with a slight chuckle and a grin before taking a nice big swig of his own drink and started humming along with everyone else to the songs being sang. Alic groaned and rested his chin on the palm of his hand, fiddling around with the pint-o-whiskey. His fingers tapped to the beat of the song against the rim of his pint, catching this he clenched his drink and it went down the hatch into his stomach. There was a reason he hated drinking, drunks, and bars, because it was when men drunk that they acted like woman. 100% of the men gain weight, talke excessively without making sense, become overly emotional, can't drive, fail to think rationally, argue over nothing, and refuse to apologize when wrong. Enough said. He raised his cup for another pint.
Finally she could stand it no more. If the ones that sat in front of her were not going to take her to the one in charge, she would find another way to him, and she no longer cared if it was rude to leave at this point. Reaching into her pouch she pulled out a coin and placed on the table for the service. she then stood and began to make her way out of the pub.
It took longer to make her way out then it did to make her way in, as the dwarves were in the middle of another rowdy song and were all singing and dancing drunkenly together. She made her way past two dwarves sitting at a table her ears, and despite the volume of every one around her, heard one of the dwarves commenting to the other "Here ya' are, Alic. A pint 'o whiskey!" and saw the other bolt it down soon after nearly clipping her as he raised his glass for more.
Finally she made it outside the bar, though she had to step to the side to let more dwarves inside, to an already too full area in her opinion. Looking around she frowned. What next? she asked herself.
- 54 posts here • Page 3 of 3 • 1, 2, 3
View All »Arcs
Arcs are bundles of posts that you can organize on your own. They're useful for telling a story that might span long periods of time or space.
There are no arcs in this roleplay.
View All » Create New » Quests
There are no quests in this roleplay.
Add Group » View All » 0 Factions to align with
Here's the current leaderboard.
There are no groups in this roleplay!
Game Master Controls
Welcome home, Promethean. Here, you can manage your universe.
Arcs
Arcs are bundles of posts from any location, allowing you to easily capture sub-plots which might be spread out across multiple locations.
Add Quest » Quests
You can create Quests with various rewards, encouraging your players to engage with specific plot lines.
Add Setting » 2 Settings for your players to play in
Settings are the backdrop for the characters in your universe, giving meaning and context to their existence. By creating a number of well-written locations, you can organize your universe into areas and regions.
Navigation
While not required, locations can be organized onto a map. More information soon!
Add Group » 0 Factions to align with
There are no groups in this roleplay!
Collectibles
By creating Collectibles, you can reward your players with unique items that accentuate their character sheets.
Once an Item has been created, it can be spawned in the IC using /spawn Item Name
(case-sensitive, as usual) — this can be followed with /take Item Name
to retrieve the item into the current character's inventory.
Mobs
Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!
Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!
Current Mobs
No mobs have been created yet.
Spawns
Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.
Events
You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.
The Forge
Use your INK to craft new artifacts in All is Fair in Hate and War. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.
Notable Items
No items have been created yet!
The Market
Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.
Market DataMarket conditions are Quick Buy (Items Most Recently Listed for Sale) |
Open Stores
View All » Add Character » 13 Characters to follow in this universe
Newest
Alicia Sober
"I kind of made the decision 'No, dont' right as I was saying it :/"
Anglecia Azazel
"I can feel it. It won't be long now."
Habaine CrookSwallow
"Why is that?"
Clarity Twist
"Do you think fake tears is just going over the top?"
Queen Sphira Leyroux
"Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another steppingstone to greatness.
Noella Kingston
The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams.
Angelica Crystoff
"Progress is what happens when impossibility yields to necessity."
Nara Selstin
"I am the four seasons, I am true neutrality itself, never faltering, never stepping outside my bounds. Nah, just kidding, come and play with me!"
Marcus Spencer Hastings
"Have you ever heard that joke about the two electrons? Haha, just kidding I'm not a total nerd."
Levi Herondal
"This is definitely NOT fabulous, I REFUSE to take part!"
Trending
Ivan McDerfinsmear
"Ay, I may me drunken as can be, but I ain't that drunk!"
Marcus Spencer Hastings
"Have you ever heard that joke about the two electrons? Haha, just kidding I'm not a total nerd."
Habaine CrookSwallow
"Why is that?"
Noella Kingston
The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams.
Queen Sphira Leyroux
"Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another steppingstone to greatness.
Levi Herondal
"This is definitely NOT fabulous, I REFUSE to take part!"
Nara Selstin
"I am the four seasons, I am true neutrality itself, never faltering, never stepping outside my bounds. Nah, just kidding, come and play with me!"
Anglecia Azazel
"I can feel it. It won't be long now."
Alicia Sober
"I kind of made the decision 'No, dont' right as I was saying it :/"
Clarity Twist
"Do you think fake tears is just going over the top?"
Most Followed
Marcus Spencer Hastings
"Have you ever heard that joke about the two electrons? Haha, just kidding I'm not a total nerd."
Angelica Crystoff
"Progress is what happens when impossibility yields to necessity."
Ivan McDerfinsmear
"Ay, I may me drunken as can be, but I ain't that drunk!"
Jensen Shackles
"If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead by now. I'm here to try to talk some sense into you."
Levi Herondal
"This is definitely NOT fabulous, I REFUSE to take part!"
Sylzara Maraua Harahrah
In silence man can most readily preserve his integrity.
Noella Kingston
The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams.
Habaine CrookSwallow
"Why is that?"
Nara Selstin
"I am the four seasons, I am true neutrality itself, never faltering, never stepping outside my bounds. Nah, just kidding, come and play with me!"
Queen Sphira Leyroux
"Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another steppingstone to greatness.
View All » Places
1 posts · 1 characters present · last post 2013-07-08 03:35:47 »
because i was an idiot and made us chat in the RP, here is this so that wont happen again xD
Fullscreen Chat » Create Topic » All is Fair in Hate and War: Out of Character
Discussions
-
- Topics
- Replies
- Views
- Last post
-
-
All is Fair in Hate and War
1, 2, 3, 4, 5by UtaUsagi on Wed Jul 03, 2013 12:00 am
- 82 Replies
- 2982 Views
- Last post by firebreaker2262
on Fri Sep 06, 2013 10:30 pm
-
All is Fair in Hate and War
-
-
Before The War: Jensen & Levi
1, 2by UtaUsagi on Fri Jul 05, 2013 6:37 pm
- 25 Replies
- 1379 Views
- Last post by QueenJen
on Sun Aug 25, 2013 9:46 pm
-
Before The War: Jensen & Levi
-
-
Brainstorm ze Arcs!!!!!
by UtaUsagi on Thu Jul 11, 2013 1:17 am
- 0 Replies
- 253 Views
- Last post by UtaUsagi
on Thu Jul 11, 2013 1:17 am
-
Brainstorm ze Arcs!!!!!
-
-
The Months
by UtaUsagi on Thu Jul 04, 2013 12:47 pm
- 0 Replies
- 330 Views
- Last post by UtaUsagi
on Thu Jul 04, 2013 12:47 pm
-
The Months
Most recent OOC posts in All is Fair in Hate and War
There have been no posts in the OOC topic for this roleplay!