Roaring Twenties RP (Special Hell)

[Hopeyouguess62]

I've been working on a new freeform RP (not smut-based, but not excluding smut either), to be run in the

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on a semi-regular basis (currently looking at Sundays). It would be set in 1920s Chicago, during the days of Prohibition. Rather inclusive fantasy races available to characters. If you're interested in playing, feel free to respond to this thread or stop by the Special Hell Chat and let me know there. More information available upon request.

 

[lurker]

Re: Roaring Twenties RP (Special Hell)

I'll toss my hat into the ring, cus wainaught.

Player Name - lurker
Character Name - Heraphoticales, Hera for short
Character Race - Chimera
Description - See http://www.ulmf.org/bbs/album.php?albumid=928&pictureid=15331
Items and Equipment -
Motivation - A migrant worker from Greece, Hera is looking for employ in this land of the free, a wording that seems slightly ironic now that Hera's here but it's hard to argue that now when you barely have more than the clothing on your back to keep you around.

 

[Zilrax]

Re: Roaring Twenties RP (Special Hell)

Player Name - Zilrax

Character Name - Rainblossom "Rani" Petalbreeze

Character Race - Seelie Pixie

Description -

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Rani is about a foot and a half tall, wearing a trenchcoat and fedora sized to her tiny body. Gashes in the back allow her butterfly wings through so she can fit. Rani wears an oversized crossbow on her back and is usually seen chewing on the ends of candy sticks, since real cigarettes burn her little lungs. Rani is pale skinned, having b cups and wide hips with soft pale skin. Her cock erects to roughly 4 inches, being quite large for something her size but not so much for the larger species.

Items and Equipment - Package of tiny candy sticks, Oversized crossbow loaded with magical sleep darts. Tough vines to use as bindings. Secret flask of flower nectar.

Motivation - Rani grew up in a fairy circle in the odd dimension of the fae. Very few of the fair folk ventured out for a long time into the mortal world, but sometimes mortals stumbled into their realm. One such mortal brought with them some of the stories of the times about policemen and the justice they brought to criminals and such. Rani found these all very fascinating, obsessing a bit over them. While other fae danced amidst the flowers, she wanted to play police and thieves and such.

Eventually, she grew bold enough to head out of her home circle and go to school in the mortal realm, taking the studies she'd need to become a police officer. She passed her classes with great colors but when it came time to enroll at the actual police academy, she didn't meet the physical requirements, being only over a foot tall. There was no way she could restrain criminals or be taken seriously.

Rani was heartbroken, leaving in shame. That shame eventually turned to bitterness then defiance. She;d prove she could be good! It was around this time she discovered the burgeoning rise of private eye fiction. Rani looked at these and saw the potential for a new path of justice she could take, and went off to take up the mantle!

Rani tends to try hard to be a gruff private eye individual but at times she get's excited and her bubbly excited nature seeps through. She can act a bit stereotypical at times to the genre, but she means well overall. She has to sometimes struggle to not take the fae way of looking at things which can sometimes mean some very odd responses from her.

Rani lives in an over sized doll house strung up into a tree haphazardly with ropes she found, hanging at an angle.

 

[cross_grave]

Re: Roaring Twenties RP (Special Hell)

Player Name - cross_grave/Grave

Character Name - Angus Armstrong

Character Race - Dorfiest Dorf to ever Dorf (Dwarf)

Description - A middle-aged dwarf of average (for a dwarf) height. Very stocky and well-built, has a large beard (and moustache) that's pretty well groomed. His eyes have the color of steel and his hair is a dark brown color. Tends to have a rather stern expression most of the time, but occasionally relaxes while in a good mood.

Items and Equipment - Aside of his uniform, long (for a dwarf) duster and a hat for protection from weather when the day's feeling lousy, he also has his badge and a .45 revolver, standard issue for cops who can handle a gun of that caliber well. He also carries a baton, but unless the situation really calls for it he tends to solve problems with his fists.

Motivation - Scion of the Armstrong family, Angus is the son of a couple who migrated to America from Scotland when the times got tough for them, hoping to find employment. Raised in relative poverty, he seemed like the kind of man who'd do well in a gang or even mafia - strong, loyal, and he doesn't give up easily. However, young Angus had a very specific dream - he wanted to be a cop.

With time, the illusion of being a man of justice who brought criminals to heel was replaced with grim reality, but Angus was a man of principles and had a fair bit of faith in himself. Even with the city being what it was, and the Police Department being what it was, he remains true to his ideals of being a good cop. Unlike some of the less moral elements, he's not on the payroll of any criminal organization.

On the job, Angus is a fairly straightforward guy who takes no bullshit. Laws were made for a reason, after all, and he's there to uphold them. That being said, he recognizes the necessity of bending a rule or two if it means doing the right thing and that stepping on toes of those more powerful than him might end badly. He also recognizes that criminals can sometimes, just sometimes be decent people who just chose or were forced into the wrong kind of career, and that not every bum on the street is automatically a crook.

Balancing pragmatism, law and decency ain't easy, but he'd be damned if he didn't do his bloody best. He's an Armstrong, and Armstrongs ain't no weaklings. Every day he's walking the beat, patrolling the streets to keep the people safe, he does his damned best. It's his job to keep people safe and he ain't letting anyone stop him from doing it. Off duty, he's a more relaxed and fairly open kind of person. He lives in a somewhat small, cheap apartment with rather sparse furnishing, but otherwise it's a fairly solid place.

 

[Caulder]

Re: Roaring Twenties RP (Special Hell)

Player Name - Caulder
Character Name - Alfonso Setorini
Character Race - Orc
Description - An average-sized orc, which is to say, at least a foot taller than a Human, missing the tip of his lower left tusk, and completely bald, devoid of any and all hair above his neckline. He's normally seen wearing a well-kept dark blue pinstripe suit, and a matching fedora, Human-sized, as his haverdasher doesn't make them Orc-sized.
Items and Equipment - Alfonso is one of the few privileged people to actually own a car, a 1907 Packard Model 30, formerly owned by his now-deceased father. He also possesses a Colt 1911 that can be hidden away in a secret pocket in his suit, and he has many tools and supplies hidden under the back seat for his job in the Family as a Cleaner.
Motivation - Alfonso is the son of one of the Greenskin Mafia's better enforcers, raised by him, and taught by him how to be the man of the family. Having passed away a year ago, Alfonso has taken a job with the Mafia, although he does less enforcement and more cleaning than his father did. He aspires to make a name for himself in the Greenskin Mafia, and will do just about anything to try and live up to his father's name.

 

[Aust_Nailo]

Re: Roaring Twenties RP (Special Hell)

Player: Aust
Character Name:Astrid Falkenrath
Character Race: Elf

Description
Item and Equipment: A woman of simple needs, Astrid carries around very few items besides the clothing on her back. She keeps a flask on her hip filled with the best schnapps she could afford and on her person, she always carried a Mauser C96 Pistol, a keepsake from her war days. Though she was only a foot soldier and not issued a sidearm as nice as that, the young woman explained why she owned such a weapon. "It belonged to some young officer that was assigned to my company. Belonged to some aristocratic family back in the capital. Not an ounce of leadership esperience. He was leading us over the top one battle and got a bullet in his head before he even got 20 feet. Feeling he didn't need the gun anymore, so I...procured it for myself along with all the bullets he had on him. Kept it for the rest of the war and kept it hidden following the wars end. She's been my companion ever since."

Motivation: An elf of German decent, Astrid was a soldier during the last
Great War and as such fought on the losing side of the conflict. Prior to the war, she was a tavern worker in Northern German prior to the war and enlisted when the call came out. She came into it like may she knew, filled with patriotism and optimism. But the harsh realities hit her like a brick to the face and she learned to survive as the war progressed. Through some miracle, she survived to the end of the war, making the rank of Corporal before the war ended. Following the wars end, she could see her nations disparity and the loss of it's self esteem and realized there was nothing for her in this land. Packing what little she owned, she moved west to the North America. In her new home, her skills as a soldier were not quite as needed as she had expected. She worked multiple jobs to support herself before finding a job as a bartender in one of the establishments in the city (To be decided later).

Her experience back home worked to her advantage and she was able to do quite well in the establishment. Her flask is filled with a fine home made schnapps, made by a small elven family in the city. In addition to her bar work, the elf goes out of her way to help out the various German families in the city, feeling it's her duty to protect them from the thugs and fools that would harass them. Her broom handle pistol is her pride and joy and the best tool for the job. But beyond that, she tries not to get involved in the dirtier affairs if she could help it.