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| Topic Started: Jan 24 2009, 08:07 PM (219 Views) | |
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Jan 24 2009, 08:07 PM Post #1 |
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Harper City, a town full of mystery, the only thing is the citizens don't realize it. Harper's city is a little town somewhere in the United States (nobody is really sure where). It was founded by Roger Harper in 1912. Starting out as a small town called Harpersville, it soon became a buzzing city. Unfortunately, Harper did not live to see that, or the renaming of the town to Harper City in 1945, he died of lung disease in 1932. It was then that the city decided to start electing mayors to run the place (up until then Harper was in charge). Most recently the city has been graced with the presence of the beloved, Mayor Kollins. Under Kollins leadership the city has flourished. It was Kollins who brought new technology, such as the microwave and computer, to the city. He also is credited with building the Kollins Institute for the Criminally Insane, which helped solve the massive crime problem Harper City had been having. But the strangest thing about Harper City, is that no one leaves. In fact, no one ever talks about leaving, and why should they Harper City is one of the greatest places to live. OOC: Okay, there's some history for you folks and now let's get on to the point of the RP. IC: When a thunder storm (the first one the city has had in 30 years) causes a city wide power outage, all hell breaks loose. Having never experienced a thunder storm, most citizens are frightened and confused. It also means bad things for the mayor, having not prepared for such an event there are no emergency power grids in the city. To add to the problem, all of the convicts put away in the institute are free. Most of the convicts aren't actually harmful at all, just put there unjustly by the "wonderful" mayor. But, there are a few who deserved to be in there. Rapist, murderers, and the downright psychotic. Luckily, the mayor has sent out his special task force to bring down these criminals. But will that be enough, also, what about those who were wrongfully imprisoned what are they planning to do. OOC:Okay so that's the story so far, alright before you get started let me so you a template of what I want in your profile. Name: You put the name here....duh Age: I think you know this one Apperance: Give a brief description of your character's looks and clothing History: Tell us about your character's past, or atleast what they know about it Faction: You pick 1 of these 3 factions to be part of... Mayor- You side with the mayor, or are part of his task force and you're trying to find a new power source and capture all the criminals. Citizen- You have no side and your just looking out for yourself and your family. Inmate- You side with the inmates and belive that the mayor should be taken out of power. So if your still confused here's my profile for the mayor (who I'll be playing.) Name: Mayor Joseph Kollins Age: 52 Appearance: Short, blond hair with a slight bald spot and a very pale skin tone. Wears a suit and tie that seem to fit his husky exterior well. He also seems to sweat profusely when speaking in front of large crowds. History: Joseph Kollin lived an average life up until he became mayor of Harper City almost 7 years ago. Now, Joseph is faced with having to leave the office of mayor as of next year. He has 2 children Maria and James and a lovely wife, Emma. Faction: Mayor And after you've given that your golden. Also I suppose my other character's profile wouldn't hurt either. Name: Luke Crowhorse Age: 28 Apperance: He has long silky black hair and a brownish skin tone. Luke has muscles that would scare Mister Universe, which suit a man of his stature well. He is usually seen wearing a trenchcoat with a wifebeater and jeans on underneath, his shotgun is usually hidden inside the coat, depending on the time of day he also might have his sunglasses on. History: Not much is know about Luke, he became the mayor's bodyguard after his election 7 years ago. Because of Luke not knowing his family he considers Kollins to be a father of sorts. Luke has never left the mayor's side, he even lives in the same house as Mayor Kollins and his family. Luke still holds out hope that he'll find his family someday. Faction: Mayor IC: Mayor Kollins paced back in forth in his office "This is bad" he thought to himself. He had never anticipated a power outage, or worse a breakout. The best he could think of doing was sending out his task force to round up all the criminals. But, he didn't even think this would help, as for the other problem, he was working on that one. Just then a rather tall fellow walked in wearing taking off his sunglasses almost as soon as he entered. "Luke, I trust you took Emma and the kids to the safehouse?" Joseph said to the man as he took a seat at his desk. "Yes, we made it there no problem" Luke said. After a couple minutes Luke spoke again. "Sir, what do you plan to do?" "What I'm about to tell you might sound crazy but I think you'll be able to handle the job" Joseph paused for a moment and looked straight into Luke's eyes. "I want you to go out into that mess and find someone you think has what it takes to accompany me on my journey." "Sir, what are you talking about?" the look on Luke's face showed shock and a little bit of fear. "We need a new power source and the only way to do that is leave the city" Luke was taken aback by this. "Sir, why can't I go with you?" he said looking down to the floor as he spoke. "Because I need you here to protect the city and help the task force" he said walking over and patting Luke on the shoulder. "You have to do this for me Luke, for the city." "Alright, I'll do it" Luke said and he head toward the exit of the office. "Also, Luke" he paused outside the doorway and turned to face the mayor. "Feel free to beat up on some of the criminals while your out there" both of them shared a laugh together and Luke left. The mayor went back sat in his chair and smiled. "It's all coming together perfectly." OOC: Dun-dun-duuuun. A nice little cliffhanger for you all, so feel free to ask any questions or problems you might have with the story, and RP already! |
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Pregga Zexas 
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Feb 15 2009, 01:50 AM Post #2 |
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- OOC - What year is it supposed to be NOW? NAME Dick Crowley AGE 38 APPEARANCE A white guy who's always sporting a brown, wide-brimmed fedora, and often a matching trench coat. Underneath that, he has brown pants with suspenders going over his white undershirt. Sometimes he wears a vest over that to even things out, only if he's not wearing his trench coat. Always a cigarette in his hand, even if it's not lit. He'll pretend to smoke it just to look cool. HISTORY A detective who tries to dig up the details on the few crimes that occur in Harper City. Often skeptical about the evidence that suddenly comes up to put people away. FACTION Mayor, but not wholeheartedly. - IC - The power went out. I'd heard about this before, in other towns, everything goes black, just like that. It didn't stop my practiced aim as I lit my cigarette and took in a breath of smoke in one smooth motion, exhaling the fumes, my feet kicked up lazily on my desk, coat on the hanger by the door. "Ain't this a fine song and dance, Richard!" said Melissa Busty down the hallway, my on-and-off girl for the past year. She burst through the door. I tipped my hat up to get a good look at her. I could tell her hair and makeup were done, as usual. Pretty as ever, even in the dark. Loud as ever, too. "What are we gonna' do, Ricky?" she asked. "Shouldn't you be takin' emergency phone calls? I thought that was yer' job or somethin'," I replied lazily. "I'm off right now! AND the power's out, so a lot of good it'd do, since the phones don't work!" she retorted. Then she added, "Shouldn't YOU be out on the streets, helpin' people?" The dame had a point. As a man of the law, even just a detective, I was obligated to be out on the streets, ready for any sort of violent outbreak, as was common in blackouts, or so I heard. I took another puff from my cigarette, then sighed mournfully as I put it out in the overstuffed ashtray. I walked to the door and grabbed my coat. I couldn't be seen out on the streets without my signature trench coat. Then again, I probably couldn't be seen out there at all, what with the lack of decent lighting. A lot like my office with its one desk lamp. I was on my way out the door, then turned to Melissa. "Well, you comin' or goin'?" I asked. She paused, then looked at me like I'd asked her to walk onto the devil's doorstep with me. "Out THERE? In that mess? No thanks, I'm fine right here! Another helpless gal like me will only add to the mess out there," she said, shoving a hip towards me. "Now get out there and do what you do best!" "I'm a detective!" I reminded her. "I sniff around best. 'Helping people' is just a side dish I like to whip up now and then if the opportunity comes knockin'." I made my way for the door, pulling a cigarette out of one of my coat pockets as I emerged out on the street. I did not take much of a liking to what I saw. Edited by Pregga Zexas, Feb 15 2009, 01:54 AM.
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Swanson
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Feb 15 2009, 01:26 PM Post #3 |
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OOC: I'd say it's around the year 2004. Also, most of the technology we have they don't, mainly because no one leaves.
Edited by Swanson, Feb 15 2009, 01:28 PM.
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Pregga Zexas
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Feb 15 2009, 02:12 PM Post #4 |
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- OOC - So Dick Crowley isn't too insane for dressing like he's from the 1920s. |
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Swanson
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Feb 16 2009, 10:22 AM Post #5 |
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OOC: I imagine if he was enough of a problem the mayor would have put him in jail. |
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Pregga Zexas
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Feb 16 2009, 01:30 PM Post #6 |
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- OOC - ARE YOU TRYING TO SET A RECORD FOR AMOUNT OF SHORT NOT-IC POSTS IN AN RP |
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| Kiorein | Feb 19 2009, 03:19 PM Post #7 |
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OOC: HE ALREADY HAS THE RECORD Also I'll join this once I get an idea. Could be a while though |
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Swanson
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Feb 21 2009, 12:16 PM Post #8 |
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IC: Luke walked outside expecting chaos, he got what he wanted. Cars, houses, even people, you name it, it was on fire. A feeling hit Luke in the stomach, it wasn't just the inmates causing this, civilains were doing it too. "It's like the rapture" Luke whispered to himself OOC: Name:James Scott Age:48 Apperance:A skinny, white man still wearing his orange prison uniform History:James Scott is the city's only mass murderer. He is the primary reason for The Institute's creation. He was convicted of the murders of 3 women, 4 children, 2 government officals, and Mayor Kollins' brother. He is currently leading a group of citizens (some inmates are included) to take down Kollins. Faction:Inmates IC: James looked at the chaos in front of him and smiled. "Okay, you've all had your fun" James began to speak getting on top of a wrecked bus. "But, now we strike, now we show the citizens of Harper City, who there "prescious" Mayor Kollins really is." As he finished there was a huge uproar of cheers, and soon, James was leading them right to the Mayor's office. |
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Pregga Zexas
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Feb 22 2009, 05:08 PM Post #9 |
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James and his rabble were intercepted by the sight of what could have been one hundred Harper City Police Department riot officers, shields up front and batons in hand. The group met, fifty yards from eachother, before stopping. Both sides were silent. One of the riot officers in front brought up a megaphone. "RETURN TO YOUR HOMES!" his voice echoed through the street, lit only by the bright fires in the city. The crowd began to shout as the riot officers remained motionless, faces hidden by helmets and masks, firelight shining on their plastic surface. Underneath, they were nervous and sweating, clearly outnumbered. "RETURN TO YOUR HOMES IMMEDIATELY! THE POWER SITUATION WILL BE RESOLVED SOON!" spoke the officer, but his voice was drowned out as the mob of angry citizens grew ever louder. James, grim-faced, began a chant: DOWN WITH KOLLINS. People with weapons began banging them on the ground rhythmically as they joined in, and soon, the whole crowd was chanting those words, as they began their advance on city hall. "RETURN TO YOUR HOMES OR WE WILL USE FORCE!" shouted the officer, emphasizing the last three words with as much power as possible. The crowd didn't stop. The riot officers readied their shields. A member of the crowd lit up a cloth stuck halfway in a bottle with his match, reeled back, and threw the bottle. The fiery bottle hurtled through the air. "MOLOTOV!" shouted an officer as the bottle landed and struck a policeman, lighting him on fire. The police spread as fellow officers tried to help put out the fire, and the mob, spotting the weakness, stopped their chant and charged forward. Before the police could even put out the flames on their comrade, the rioters were upon them. Officers with shields pushed back the crowd, others beat down with their batons as pipes, boards and any other makeshift weapon available to the crowd beat down on them. |
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