Kite, A High All-Around Fantasy RP (Mature Only) Interest Check

As the voice echoes in your head as you sleep, you find yourself waking up in a land unlike anything you have seen before... and you are definitely no longer in your room.

"These are the first words that must be answered if you are to take your first steps into this adventure that I ask of you. If you love it, truly, truly love the world that you come from then you must take a step back and figure out why is it that you cannot hate it despite all that there is wrong with your world. I have seen your people fight, rape, and kill one another... I have seen the racism and the hatred... but if you can still love it and choose to go back, then I will give you that option once you have done me a favor. However as a being of contradiction and balance I must ask, if you hate it, why can’t you love it? If, despite all the opportunities given to you and the chances you have had to change, why is it that you can still find a reason to hate?"

"Whatever it is you feel towards your planet, or however it is you act, from here on out they will shape you into the person you will need to be as you adventure into this world… MY world. Do be warned, however, that your feelings and your emotions can make a vast difference here in my world whether you want it to or not."

"For example, anger and rage can turn you into something quite sinister looking while acting calm and nice can bring you a rather divine or humanoid appearance. These are but simple examples after all, nothing more and nothing less."

"Now, you may be wondering, why exactly is it you are here? That is something I can explain with ease. Who I am can be explained another time, but here… in the land of Kite where dreams and fantasies come true, my people are in danger. I have allowed many from your world to enter mine in order to save not only this world, but yours as well because something has broken free. If it is not stopped, then both of our worlds will be destroyed."

The voice in your head finishes speaking for a bit, only to cough as if clearing its throat, although, it seems rather pointless why a voice in your head would be clearing its throat. "Adjust yourself to this world and meet up with the others in Hithery Inn the village of Houl'jin nearby and do please stay on the roads as to avoid the the Grogs living nearby, they can be a bit hungry at this hour... I would like to avoid being responsible for having the lives of your kind on my hands so early."

Just like that, you're left to your fates in the land of Kite.

Welcome to the mythical land of Kite, a land ruled by a plethora of different races.

In this RP, you will be playing as a person from the human world (our world) who has been transported to the world of Kite via a special means that will be mentioned in-game. Your character's powers will be through your character's own personality and how they view the world (this will be explained more later when I'm not so tired). Also, for those who are wondering, the reason I am asking for mature players is only because of the following:

Themes will be touched upon in this setting that may be disturbing to others, despite it being a high fantasy setting. I also know how some players can get in such settings and I would like people who are prepared for this kind of stuff and know what they are getting into. I like to make R Ps that make people actually feel some emotion towards their characters and have them put through some stuff with actual character development instead of being a blunt character. Not plot armor or dodge for days kind of stuff. I've done this before and I do know what I am doing.

Oh, and other than that, since this is kind of my first post here, uh, let's see. Been a lurker for only a couple of days, don't really know anyone, so pleasure to meet everyone? Love games, anime, the likes so yeah.

If the formatting sucks, sorry I don't know it so well.

If anyone has any questions, comments, etc. then go for it I'm all ears.

• Kite: The land of Kite itself is a vast of mystical world... so far it is made up of many continents and masses of lands, along with a series of smaller bodies islands. Rumors has it that long, long ago when Kite was but a young world, it was a large single continent, but due to the a great war that claimed the lives of the Ancient Ones, the single continent was split into the many continents Kite has now in order to seal away a terrible destroyer, with 60% of its original land mass having been destroyed.

• The Strange Voice in Your Heads: Normally one would be crazy to have a talking voice in their head... but, no, you are certain there is someone else in your head besides you. Whoever they are, they are important and they have brought you into the world of Kite for reasons unknown to you. So far, they seem pretty decent and they appear to be your only guide in this strange world. Better listen to them and follow their advice, surely they know better than you?

• Houl'jin Village: The simple and lively village of Houl'jin is one that is inhabited by the Monga, a race of usually friendly bipedal bears that work together as a community to live. The village itself is quite a hub where Goblin traders stop by in order to rest and possibly trade barrels of crawdad for meat and lumber. The male Monga themselves are among the fiercest and strongest warriors, their brute strength able to topple trees and crush bones... Oh, and don't forget the females, mess with their cubs and you might regret it. Ah, and a tip, if a Monga asks you for a bear hug, say no. You'll thank me later.

• Grogs: The denizens of the forests surrounding the Houl'jin Village and the caverns deeper within them. Large one-eyed predators that are three meters tall. Often are they mistaken for cyclops, but they can be quickly told the difference due to their arms that are singular talons. Their feet are also talon-like in nature which allows them to jump tree to tree or from wall to wall with ease... or even to hang from the ceiling for a surprise attack. Their bodies are always a sickly gray color with little to no hair covering their bodies. Their mouth do split open like mandibles, similar to spiders in that they can spit webbing and capture prey. A rule of theirs is that they never hunt alone, so beware. Their activity recently has been drastically increased, for something has been stirring within the nest.... whatever it is, it isn't good news that's for sure.

edited 17th Apr '15 11:58:59 PM by Patchis

Well, this looks interesting. As for the mature part, most of the R Pers I've seen so far seem to bee mature enough (And I hope the same counts for me .w.') so I don't think that'd be a problem...

If you'd get a sign up rolling, I'd be glad to give this a shot.

I'm interested.

Sounds promising.

Who gets to design the player characters' powers?

Wow, I'm surprised how much interest this is suddenly getting for my first post on the site considering I just woke up. o.O Before I start foaming at the mouth with excitement, time for some replies!

@Nickpws: That is extremely good to hear! Like I mentioned, I've only been lurking for a few days, so I'm extremely new (I only knew that there was Forums last night actually). As for the sign ups, I'll start cranking one out here sometime soon-'ish'.

@Kkutwar: The player themselves of course. The way this is going to be played out, is that throughout the adventure, the player character's powers will develop but how they develop will be left up to them and their own actions. Say, for example they work on honing their skills specifically to do the dark arts within the realm of Kite, then they could potentially be a fearsome master, or they could become a powerful knight with deadly swordsmanship... or say a hunter that can commune with animals, or if they harbor enough hatred or even love they could turn into something that reflects their inner heart.

That, is what the realm of Kite is; it is a realm that brings out the true reflection of one's heart and their power of feelings. The stronger one's emotions, the more potential and power one could possibly have, but there is also the chance one could become something they can't handle.

I'm starting to digress a bit, but to sum things up, the powers for the most part will be in your hands and everyone will have a main 'theme' around their power starting off, but eventually they will be able to branch out and explore more areas of power. However, with such greater power, comes balance, and that is where the voice in your head comes into play, but he will be explained some more in the game.

Trust me, long-winded posts and interesting concepts (And not being Nick The Swing) go a long way for interest.

edited 17th Apr '15 6:24:25 AM by Nickpws

Would the Power of Creation be an acceptable theme? Figured I would do a creative character.

I will happily take that compliment!

Usually the power of creation is far fetched due to how it can be utilized properly, however, if you want to make a creative person, I think I can see it working if your character was an artist in that whatever they drew came to life, perhaps?

It is just an idea that you could start with and go from there. I think if you were to go along those lines then I believe it would work quite well.

Definite interest. Waiting for sign-up sheet.

This is the first RP I've seen on this site that I'd actually join. An interesting concept that encourages creativity when making your character, check. Something that encourages character growth, yes. I'm interested.

Oh my god yes.

Very much interest.

Interested and with ideas. Sounds good and want to learn more!

Wow, even more interest... o.O

Well, it is a good thing I finished up the sign-ups then! Again, sorry if the format is initially a bit hard to read, still getting used to the way formatting works here.

• Name: What is it that we should call you?
• Age: So, how old are ya?
• Sex: Male, or female?
• Appearance: Might as well show or tell us what you look like. I’d prefer it if you can tell us what you look like, gimme a glimpse of your skills would you? Or if you’d rather just show a link to a picture, that’s fine as well, I do the same all the time.
• Personality: Tell me just what kind of person are you?
• Background: Tell me a little about yourself… we are going to have to get along after all.
• Powers: The powers you were gifted upon being brought into Kite. These will be your bread and butter for now, and they will be your means of survival. I’m curious as to what you can do. Now tell me, what is it that you can do? Manipulation over magic? Can you summon things? Talk to and control animals? Bend your bones and contort your body? Are you capable of flight? Tell me. The possibilities are only limited only by your imagination... but remember, you are but a newborn chick compared to the masters who have been living years here, your powers are but basic gifts... so don't get too carried away, okay?
• Personal Motive: What exactly is it that you are working so hard towards? Is it actually to go back home, or perhaps you are actually wanting to stay here in the land of kite? Perhaps you have no intention of going home? Perhaps you intend to make a name for yourself in this mystical land, make a family, or even conquer it for yourself? What do you want to do?
• Mementos: Now, what small things were brought with you as mementos from the human world? Everyone is limited to two small things at the most, and these things are usually worth nothing to the people of Kite and others; the kicker is that they are important to you and you alone. How are they important? I’ll leave that up to you.

Hopefully the Character Sheets aren't too bad?

I tried my best to make them look decent and to give off as best as I could, although if there is still confusion I will be more than happy to revamp it for everyone.

Edit: Oh, I'll have some more information added to the main post about the World of Kite later today/tonight which will also have some stuff about the initial area that the characters will be heading to.

edited 17th Apr '15 12:57:09 PM by Patchis

• Name: Kirrian Streem

• Age: 21

• Sex: Male

• Appearance: I like Dreamselfy okay? :c

• Personality: Kirrian is a very quiet and introverted person, usually found somewhere obscure and calm playing his guitar. Shy around people and not all that keen on them either. Even with the few friends he does have there's not much that comes out of the guitarist's mouth.

• Background: Kirrian was a bit of a spoiled child, really having had everything a kid needed due to his rather wealthy parents. They spent time with him too, quite often in fact but it didn't really help with how shy he was later down the line. Apparently they never had the common sense to see someone about his relunctant nature, so instead just gave him whatever Kirrian wanted... Which wasn't much. At young age, sure, he had all the toys. Once hitting around 11 though a fascinating interest with guitars popped up, which he like any child, begged his parents to get him one. And lessons soon followed. At first it looked hopeless, often not having enough patience but once they got going it quickly picked up. Fastforward to middle and high school, people didn't really look at him aside from the odd dye-job in Kirrian's hair. Whenever someone WOULD try to talk he'd just give short answers and back off. The few stubborn ones that kept trying eventually broke through his shell, so lonely he never was. But their patience was constantly tested due to multiple vanishing acts and general avoidance. Now he was in college, with only minimal contact with his highschool friends. Mostly it's been replaced with his roommate, a freakishly medical obsessed girl that had gone mute due to an accident. In return for reading her rants about some new medicine she'd listen to his guitar playing. It was always something calming. Kirrian still oftentimes visited his family, why wouldn't he with how well he was raised? Also, as for he what was in college for? He'd planned on doing isolated work as a computer programmer, so that's what he studied for.

• Powers: With a guitar in hand he can play simple songs to invigorate allies or demotivate enemies, sort of like a bard. For now that's it, simple songs that can manipulate emotions a small amount. The other thing he gained was something more subtle, an ability to mute out the surrounding area. For now, it only affects him, only the things Kirrian wants to hear is what he hears.

• Personal Motive: Kirrian is unsure. Some guilt is there at leaving everyone who knows him, more for their sake than his own, but on the other side there wasn't THAT much to go back to. For now his goal is just to figure out what he wants, or needs, to do.

• Mementos: The scarf in the image is a silk one he recieved as a gift from his original guitar teacher. Honestly, Kirrian was impressed they had the patience to put up with him and even more so when recieving such a gift. They weren't particulary fond of scarves, but this one he's rather fond of.

edited 17th Apr '15 1:43:22 PM by Nickpws

My spell check wasn't working when I wrote this, I'll fix any mistakes later, hopefully.

• Name- Mercel Evins

• Age- 12

• Sex- Female

• Appearance- Around 3 feet tall. She has dark blue eyes and long flowing black hair that reaches her shoulders. She's very skinny, her rib cage being visible if she were not wearing white torn bed sheets, cut to leave some arm and leg holes. Caucasian in skin tone, with bruises and cuts covering every visible portion of her body. Small lips and a large nose; her hair partly covering her eyebrows.

• Personality- Extremely sceptical for a 12 year old. A shy, but paranoid girl, with the general belief that no-one has any positive thoughts about her. She's very independent for a 12 year old, not accepting help very well.

• Background- Mercel was born unto a crazy but kind man who lived in the forest, teaching her everything he knew, including: Why people were dangerous creatures that weren't to be trusted. Why you should live a sheltered life in the wilderness far away from the comfort that friends offer you. Why you should offer help to any creature that is in need of it and accepting, even if it is a human. He always treated Mercel fairly, but he kicked her out at the age of 10, claiming that her time of dependance was over, and that she needed to spread her wings. Mercel felt betrayed by this, but she learned to deal with it eventually. But one day, she heard a gunshot ring throughout the forest, worrying about her father, even though he had kicked her out. She rushed to his home. Finding him dead, lying over the dead body of a baby bear, his back covered in massive claw marks. Killed by the mother. This event caused Mercel to develop a healthy respect and fear of nature, they may be your friends. But they don't know that.

• Powers- Mercel can have one creature be her "Familiar" or as she calls it, friend. This will be her dog for now. If the creature is smart enough; Mercel can talk to it through a psychic connection. Mercel can modify her companion in any way she wishes, but she can only work with the body mass the creature possess, needing to become "Friends" with bigger ones if she wants to do ridiculous stuff. She can only be "Friends" with one creature for now, and she actually has to convince the creature before she can initiate the link.

• Personal Motive- Mercel loves nature in every form it takes, and she will protect it to the best of her abilities. The forest was boring in comparison to where she is now, so she will want to help the creatures of this land, and by proxy, her old home.

• Memento- Her fathers wooden staff that he used to climb inclines easily. His only possession, and now ironically, hers too.

Interesting that you went for the first-person approach; I was thinking about it, considering that the sheet was worded like that. A very nice and detailed thingy overall. Me like.

edited 17th Apr '15 8:42:04 PM by OhBoyTime

• Name: Susan Brooks
• Age: 21 years old
• Sex: Female
• Appearance: Well... I know I'm kind of pretty and thankful about it. Nothing to write home about, but I look at myself in the mirror and I can smile about what I see and others get a good impression. I'm about average of heigh, standing at about 1,65 meters of height and light of weight. My build overall is kind of slender and fit... feminine but with subtle curves. My breasts are on the small side which is comfortable enough and I got my hips and butt to be proud off, neither are big really but they got a nice shape to them. My legs are also long for my size. My skin is kinda pale but it gets a nice color when I go out and get in the sun for a while. Finally my face... it's a pretty face, can't complain. Generally pleasing, though to stop most people in their tracks. I do have a nice smile and I'm glad for it. If you smile at people, it's very heartening to see them smile back at you, no? Ah... finally, my eyes are kind of ocean blue in tone and my hair, left to reach halfway down my back, is raven black and straight. Oh, and I also do have a bit of a scar on my torso... on my right side.
• Personality: An introvert to begin with... I enjoy my time alone and while I seek out others for fun and engagement, I need time by myself to truly charge up my batteries. I'm proud to say that I'm an emotional person... I would never trade that part of myself. I cry at sad movies or when I remember them, I laugh at jokes and try to smile and say thank you and excuse me to everyone I meet. However, that goes for the good emotions... and feeling is not the same as expressing them. As much as I'm glad to be emotional... I'm glad to be able to control my emotions. That doesn't mean I feel whatever I want... but rather, that I can control my actions even when swept by strong emotion. Sometimes I slip... snap at someone when frustrated or the like, but most of the time I'm glad to be able to show a smile even if I feel under the weather. That's because I don't want to regret the actions I take. And I don't want to hurt those around me. Whatever I do, I want to mean it in my heart and mind. I also... kinda like justice. And the goodness. The sort of heroic things you read in books and watch on TV. I never really grew up from liking such fantasy, such wonder. I like dazzling and great heroes... and despise those who cause harm without thinking twice about it. Those who would harm and kill, who would be selfish enough to care not for the feelings of other as they hurt them. I thought long and hard about such things... and despite knowing that great heroes aren't all that real... that all villains have their motives, their anguish and other all too human motives to push them forward... I still can't forgive them. And I don't want to let go of the feelings in my heart. I love this world of mine with all of my heart... and at the same time, I hate it. I love it because it is what I know... because it is filled with color, with love, with nice people, with amazing inventions, great tastes and scents. And I hate it... by how unfair it can be, how simple, how hard and unchangeable. I also seem to like talking about myself, don't you think?
• Background: My story is mostly like many others. Two loving parents, a privileged life. I didn't mind being alone when I was little, but I was with people I wanted them to laugh. I jumped and laughed, I made faces and told jokes. I loved being called pretty and clever, loved the smiling laughing faces and the praise. It's funny on retrospect... At this age I fell in love with heroes while at the same time being as far away of them as I could be. I was very active when playing and loving to make people laugh I started teasing others. It seemed like good fun... but I never took into account the feelings of those I made fun of. Some took it well. Some joked back at me. But some I hurt... little enough that I didn't truly notice. Or didn't want to notice. It wasn't until later... once I truly caught the tearful, wrathful face of one I made fun off... to see them transfer out of school to escape me and the bullies that were my friends that it all started to sink in. That I began to notice the sad faces, the hurt feelings. I wasn't so funny then when I began to backtrack. For a while I tried to deny it... but as I held back more and more, I lost my place among some of my friends. I got more time alone... and as I got to think of what I did I felt shame, sadness and hurt. I restrained myself and my emotions from showing. Spent more time alone and in the company of my heroes of fantasy. Grew more serious and subdued... even if I took a step in the right direction, my sadness did lead my thoughts astray more than a few times. But I grew past that. I got the end of adolescence with a smile on my lips... as I learned restraint, but more importantly, to take into account the feelings of others. I learned to make people smile in other ways... kind words to those passing by, common courtesies to those having a bad time, smiling just for the joy of meeting someone else. It was a good time for me and perhaps the world wasn't as perfect as in stories... however, so long as I took it all in with optimism things would be just fine. That is... until I got mugged. My city tends to be a relatively good place to live and I seldom saw anything make me fear. However, as I walked back from visiting a friend at night I got stopped by a man demanding my purse. I wasn't carrying anything all that valuable... only my keys, the simplest makeup, too little cash for it to matter and the like. The situation felt surreal to me... but at the same time, I was crystal clear in thought as it all happened. I should have given it to him... showed I was carrying nothing of value. That was the smart and the right thing to do. But I didn't. I bit my lip and I refused. I said no over and over again. Because... it wasn't right for this man to rob me. Because I had not done anything bad to him to deserve him to rob me, to threaten me. Because I didn't want to be a victim... I didn't want to give in to crime, to robbery. To the stuff in stories and TV. So I struggled. I was dead afraid. But I was also angry. And for it all, I got stabbed in the side... felt the cold steel of his folding knife digging into my skin... the puncture. The cut. The pain, wobbliness, the coldness. Darkness creeping on the side of my vision. And yet I held onto my purse... I continue to struggle. I cried out loud and finally he went away. I almost died that night... and over and over I got told how stupid I was to fight. And I told them I was. But in a dark corner of my mind... I was proud. Because I didn't give in. A bit... no, plenty crazy. But I stuck my ground. And as happy as I was for that, I was twenty times more scared. Because I felt the coldness. The weakness of blood leaving your body... making movement and thought sluggish and painful. I almost died because someone wanted the 22 dollars I carried on my purse. And had they had a gun, I would definitely be dead... into the beyond... or worse, nothingness. And while I'm alive now... now I know it. I will struggle again when faced with such an event. And next time, I won't be so lucky. No matter how much I struggle... in the world I come from, one bullet means I'm out. No matter my views... my emotions, my desire for good and justice. My world is cold and hard that way. But... that isn't the case in this new world, is it?
• Powers: Two things, I have found... One is my body. I was a bit athletic before... but now I feel a step beyond that. My body is improved... it feels lighter, stronger, faster. I got more energy and I'm more fit that I was before. I can carry more without being tired... and I'm stronger than I remember. I guess, that comes from wanting to be a hero... a body capable of doing great things. To fight and struggle... to resist more. However... that is not all. I can move things away from myself... it's a force. I can pick up stuff from afar, push things... like telekinesis. I can feel the weight of it... of what I'm exerting. It gets weaker the farther I try to exert the power and stronger the closer I do. The power is invisible when I'm moving little weight... but the more power I exert, the more a blue aura appears, giving color to the force I'm exerting.
• Personal Motive: I want to improve myself, in this world without boundaries. I want to look it all... meet new people. If there is bad... I wish to combat it. To bring smiles to people around me. And at the end of the day... I want to be happy as well. To take a corner and build up my life and powers. If possible I'd like to visit my world again... but not if it means leaving behind the powers I found... and this colorful land of my fantasies.
• Mementos: Just two things I got... One is the folding knife that almost took my life. The robber left it stuck to my side, you see... and I asked to keep it. I haven't really parted with it ever since. The other thing is a silver necklace my mom bought me after I got out of the hospital... a small thing, but I know how much she wanted to cheer me up... and it reminded me of how much she cares for me and loves me. I do... want to see her again and dad too... my friends and my life. But picking... picking is hard.

edited 17th Apr '15 8:34:09 PM by daltar

Hmm. If my character had a terminal disease, like cancer, would they still have it in Kite?

Interested, will think about character ideas while I Shadowrun tonight.

So far I'm very impressed by the current sign-ups! They were all a very good read, and I didn't find anything wrong with any of them. I'd say that they're all most graciously accepted with open arms.

@Tojin: Ah, this is a interesting question that I'd be glad to answer. Remember how I mention how Kite is a realm of dreams and fantasies? Because your character is from a different realm, they are able to have say a 'second chance', and thus if they wanted to, as soon as they start walking around in Kite they will feel immediately different with their own body. (Short answer: Yes, their terminal illnesses will be halted. People who couldn't walk would also be able to walk, people with live-threatening tumors will have them halted, limbs that were amputated would have the ability to be regenerated as skills and abilities, etc. This is the realm of Kite, your imagination can do wonders after all!)

The only downside is of course... once you step foot outside of Kite, your body will return to normal. Which means, you can't see your loved ones and your friends outside of Kite.

And now I'll start writing up some stuff to the main post in regards to the world of kite, so do keep an eye out for that about the Grogs and other such things.

Ah, perfect. Now I just need to decide if I want to use one of my half-dozen OCs or make someone new. I'm leaning towards someone new.

Thanks! And looking forward to the info, GM!

Whichever works best for you, that's what I always say.

Speaking of the devil, I actually just finished writing some stuff up. Go ahead and take a look and tell me what you think.

Yay for more information and yay for accepting mediocrity!

-Reads-

Sounds like danger. Better be careful as we go to the village.