Announcements: Cutting Costs (2024) » January 2024 Copyfraud Attack » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Member Shoutout Thread » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » Frequently Asked Questions » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Adapa Adapa's for adapa » To the Rich Men North of Richmond » Shake Senora » Good Morning RPG! » Ramblings of a Madman: American History Unkempt » Site Revitalization » Map Making Resources » Lost Poetry » Wishes » Ring of Invisibility » Seeking Roleplayer for Rumple/Mr. Gold from Once Upon a Time » Some political parody for these trying times » What dinosaur are you? » So, I have an Etsy » Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas »

Players Wanted: Serious Anime Crossover Roleplay (semi-literate) » Looking for a long term partner! » JoJo or Mha roleplay » Seeking long-term rp partners for MxM » [MxF] Ruining Beauty / Beauty x Bastard » Minecraft Rp Help Wanted » CALL FOR WITNESSES: The Public v Zosimos » Social Immortal: A Vampire Only Soiree [The Multiverse] » XENOMORPH EDM TOUR Feat. Synthe Gridd: Get Your Tickets! » Aishna: Tower of Desire » Looking for fellow RPGers/Characters » looking for a RP partner (ABO/BL) » Looking for a long term roleplay partner » Explore the World of Boruto with Our Roleplaying Group on FB » More Jedi, Sith, and Imperials needed! » Role-player's Wanted » OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! » Long term partner to play an older male wanted »

0
followers
follow

Renton Frost

I tend to my garden and welcome art of all kind.

0 · 794 views · located in Victory Square

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by EarthWanderer08

Description

A Man who loves his country and his garden. He admires art and that's really all there is to him...or is it? Find out in the next episode!

So begins...

Renton Frost's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

 “ Shit... ”

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.50 INK

Renton, being a long term citizen of Aschen knew one thing: there should always be order. However, from his perspective, it was incumbent on the citizens, countrymen, and officers to make sure that the one's who were being served were the people. So everyone should do thier part to ensure a safe country. Officials who served government were no different, they should serve with the best interest of the countries future at heart. Which should be the citizen's best interest. He should know...he retired from the positions in the military to live a life of the civilian; it wasn't that long ago that he was an honored officer that everyone thought was odd, yet intimidating and highly efficient at his posts.

Renton went from being a highly decorated fields operative, to office, to confessor. He was one of the few that continued to move laterally until he learned everything he needed to know and did everything he could; and then, he decided it was time to pursue his other interests just as doggedly as he had served his country. Play after work right?

This is how he got into botany and other things related to nature like bugs and animals. He was in a place of learning and having a little peace. He served his time. So he just watched the others serve theirs and helped where he could. However, in the 30 years he served, he was not at all comfortable with what he saw sometimes.

He never voiced it, he never questioned it out loud...but every now and again, he would feel uneasy by the actions of he corrupt more and more. Growing pains of servitude and law were absolute unquestionable loyalty...and watching what was once a cause you believed in slip through your fingers and turn into dust certainly didn't help keep any of that. He was now a hardcore believer in trying to formulate change, but he wasn't sure how to go about it. He wanted to take some time to have a vacation off planet to think about that. He had a ticket reserved and everything! However, they shut down the transport and locked down the planet a couple of rallies ago.

He knew he should take the opportunity to vacate whilst he still had the ability to. The port seemed to be open again, so there was the possibility of him being able to get his head straight before joining back as a confessor or maybe even council. He wasn't sure at current. After helping to spy on civilians during his down time from gardening, he figured he could unload his responsibilities to another confessor who was willing to take up the task. Whilst he goes for a quick break.

Renton had been thinking all of this whilst strolling around the city. He had been just watching and observing for the last couple of days, and he was eating lunch at the moment. Knowing the Confessor he left the office of, would probably love to find out that he was spying on his ex wife.

Lovely times it was to live in...

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

1.00 INK

Cyrus had only recently arrived in Caprica City, to visit the well-known Victory Square. He had always wanted to see the center of the power and information of the Empire, but now that he had arrived, it honestly didn't seem to be much. He quickly shrugs off that thought, however. He's sure it would be much more awe-inspiring on the day of two minutes of hate. But that's not why he's here. As of right now, he wishes to do the thing he's been wanting to do his whole life. It had only been a couple of weeks since his seventeenth birthday, and he was officially old enough to vote and enlist. So he looks around for an enlistment stand, and, spotting one, walks up to it, only a couple yards away, and ponders; Army or Navy?

He spends a couple seconds thinking about it and goes with the choice that may determine the rest of his life.

So he walks up to the stand and says,

"I would like to enlist in the Empire's Navy."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Cyrus stands a couple feet in front of the recruitment stand. He thinks maybe the person in it didn't hear him? He's about to ask again when his datacom buzzes with an important broadcast. He opens it and views the message, a quick conversation with the great emperor about a group of insurgents. His face fills with disgust for them as it is mentioned they killed fifty schoolchildren. He didn't quite catch the name, something of Ash, he thinks. These... xenos, they might as well be, are trying to cause chaos during a time of war, and against their own empire. They must be put down, all of them that still want to fight, with extreme prejudice. So he looks up at the recruiter, and says, "Can I sign up to go fight these... these... Rebels? Is that a decision I can make?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Lawson looks around at the square. It was beautiful, in some sense. The red telescreens adorned with the face of Big Brother contrasted excellently against the drab grey background of the city, and gave it a splash of color it needed.
He flexes his hands against his sides, pressing his balled fists into his thighs. One of his hands is severely damaged, with three of his fingers missing.
A while ago, he wasn't even sure when, he did something that subsequently changed his life for the better, as he saw it.
He breathes in deeply, then exhales quickly.
He walks off, heading somewhere, hopefully away from all of the... noise.