You walk up to a tavern planted in the face of a mountain. The snow drifts have piled around you as you walk up to the entrance. You stare at the door frame, a small plaque sits aside near the door frame.
It reads:
"for the sinners and evil ones. All innocent's are lost here. Tuck Ye tails between Ye legs and run home if ye can't take the Backbones anger"
You tilt your head in confusion as you walk into the door, not understanding the meaning the warning. You open the door to the tavern, the smell of cigarette smoke and Baked goods fill the air. A mix of scary and calm people fill the room, talking amongst themselves. Some seem to be bounty hunters or killers, others are elves and calmer folk. a Golden fellow made of gold plates and metal seems to be working the bar, His name is Kalon. He is artificial life form, a thing that does not have blood.
He greets you, the screen on his face lights up to a generic smiling face. "good day young one" he says and waves "welcome to the BackBone Tavern"
(16+)
Rules:
-Don't start a fight your character can't win.
-nothing too sexual/gorey, be respectful of others wishes.
-be kind
-if you violate the rules, ill deal with you
-be accepting of others sexualities, genders, race, or class.
-Homebrew is allowed but nothing overpowered (like a god)
Warning!
This is 16+ so Drugs, weapons, and some gore will be written about. Language is 16+ as well (anything below the F-Word)
(I play a Artificial intelligence's named Kalon, he is non-binary and 30, A Demon-cursed Rogue Named Wannabe, and a half-god of the sun, Apollo.)
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
*Yes, Im rather ok with Gorey or violent characters but i know some people are triggered by it, so violence is allowed but nothing to terrible*
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
*I used to love happy tree friends as a kid. I was a little messed up. Probably still am.*
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
*I used to love happy tree friends as a kid. I was a little messed up. Probably still am.*
*Its like the "Show when i'm alone VS when my parents walk in," but scaled up to an 11*
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
*Yes, Im rather ok with Gorey or violent characters but i know some people are triggered by it, so violence is allowed but nothing to terrible*
*Dope, that'll allow some interesting characters i have stored in my messed up head*
Kalon is behind the Bar, he is cleaning multiple cups at once with his hands. he stops and puts thick leather gloves back on, over his hands. he turns around and starts fixing drinks for patrons.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
*I used to love happy tree friends as a kid. I was a little messed up. Probably still am.*
*Its like the "Show when i'm alone VS when my parents walk in," but scaled up to an 11*
*I used to watch it with my family in the room... so... yeah...like... even my grandma.*
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
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You walk up to a tavern planted in the face of a mountain. The snow drifts have piled around you as you walk up to the entrance. You stare at the door frame, a small plaque sits aside near the door frame.
It reads:
"for the sinners and evil ones. All innocent's are lost here. Tuck Ye tails between Ye legs and run home if ye can't take the Backbones anger"
You tilt your head in confusion as you walk into the door, not understanding the meaning the warning. You open the door to the tavern, the smell of cigarette smoke and Baked goods fill the air. A mix of scary and calm people fill the room, talking amongst themselves. Some seem to be bounty hunters or killers, others are elves and calmer folk. a Golden fellow made of gold plates and metal seems to be working the bar, His name is Kalon. He is artificial life form, a thing that does not have blood.
He greets you, the screen on his face lights up to a generic smiling face. "good day young one" he says and waves "welcome to the BackBone Tavern"
(16+)
Rules:
-Don't start a fight your character can't win.
-nothing too sexual/gorey, be respectful of others wishes.
-be kind
-if you violate the rules, ill deal with you
-be accepting of others sexualities, genders, race, or class.
-Homebrew is allowed but nothing overpowered (like a god)
Warning!
This is 16+ so Drugs, weapons, and some gore will be written about. Language is 16+ as well (anything below the F-Word)
(I play a Artificial intelligence's named Kalon, he is non-binary and 30, A Demon-cursed Rogue Named Wannabe, and a half-god of the sun, Apollo.)
Update: *three* characters maximum please!
*oooooo, can't wait to see if this'll blow up, let me make a whole new character from scratch for this, level cap?*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*deal*
Kalon was behind the bar cleaning it. He had numerous scratches on his metal plating and helmet.
*This looks cool so far. Am i allowed to bring in my more... violent characters? But not to violent. On a scale of sesami street to happy tree friends, i'm talking a dishonored*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Yes, Im rather ok with Gorey or violent characters but i know some people are triggered by it, so violence is allowed but nothing to terrible*
*I used to love happy tree friends as a kid. I was a little messed up. Probably still am.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Its like the "Show when i'm alone VS when my parents walk in," but scaled up to an 11*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Dope, that'll allow some interesting characters i have stored in my messed up head*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Kalon is behind the Bar, he is cleaning multiple cups at once with his hands. he stops and puts thick leather gloves back on, over his hands. he turns around and starts fixing drinks for patrons.
*I used to watch it with my family in the room... so... yeah...like... even my grandma.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Alright, finished up with my character, she's a little gorey about stuff, but I'll try not to be too intense with her*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*ok!, kalons at the tavern bar*
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"