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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Istas on Tue Apr 12, 2016 6:29 pm

The segregated groups of young men and women reluctantly entered through the designated doors, a few of them taking glances back at others they knew in the opposite line before they were separated. Finally, as the last of each group entered through the doors, a young 'man' with raggedy blue hair at the back of the queue entered through the door along with the males, afraid that the revelation of 'his' true identity would be unfortunately revealed to the others.

After the separation of men from women, they were now in a room that was considerably smaller with five separate doors leading off to places the participants feared to think about. What the males males failed to notice was a more concealed door from which two crows entered the room, between them were to be the two young men from earlier that had been taken for punishment. The group looked on in silent terror as they saw the beaten and bruised participants be assimilated into the group of men. A few of them noticed abrasions on their faces and arms from the punishment, giving the participants more dread and instilling them with more fear about the penalties of defying the crows.

Phoenix dropped to the floor, sapped of his strength. As he did, the young Sub, Nahuel Goldsmith, headed over and knelt down to aid the injured Phoenix. He was grateful that a stranger had helped him, but he was more worried about someone else. Phoenix turned his head and grunted from the pain before letting out a question.

"Is... Is Carol okay?" He asked.

Nahuel gave a nod with a smile. "Don't worry, nothing happened to her while you were gone. I helped her out before we were sent into these rooms." He informed Phoenix as a crow made its way to the cluster of people.

The lone crow was soon mimicked by four more of its peers which stood in front of a door. The first spoke. "All Royals will comply and follow me through the central door." It ordered, mechanical as ever. The lone Demetrius Iordanou stepped forward and followed the crow down a dark corridor as the door slid open and immediately slid closed as they passed it.

This proceeded for the next few minutes as more of the young men walked into the hallways not to return. Then the mids turn came.

"Guess this is it for now. Best of luck." Nahuel said as he handed off Phoenix to another of his class as the door slid shut.

"Thanks for your help. I'll be sure to, find you in the trial." Phoenix winced as he went away.

Now it was only the lows and subs left. as they walked through the door, Theodore Kravnishki gave a threatening glare at the subs, which mortified some of the subhumans, while Kadar just looked with a blank face. Elois Bisette gave one last wave to the drooling brute of a subhuman and gave a little bow as he exited the room.

The subhumans were escorted down the hallway to a dingy and dark room where the subs were gathered. The walls and floor were cracked and in poor condition, not to mention the temperature was below ideal. a scrawny and twitchy young man came up to Kadar. "I'm- I'm Anton... Anton Alexandersen. Can you help me, I'm s-scared I might not make it..." He asked, his rags rippling in the cool breeze coming from a crack in the room.

"If Anton give Kadar food, Kadar help. If Anton keep talking, Kadar punch face." He simply demanded. Nahuel had managed to smuggle a piece of food in his pocket and thought it was good protection and took the simple minded Russian up on his offer. Though he did decide to help Anton out by offering protection too.

Meanwhile, in the far more civilized room where the highs were gathered just before their orientation, Elion Angard was on edge thinking that 'his' identity would be revealed soon enough. 'might have been easier to just go with the other girls. Though they'd probably call me a pervert till I let them know my true identity.' 'he' thought, hoping that they'd not have to change into any special outfit for the Trial, that'd expose 'him' for sure. It was at this point Elion wondered how the other girls were fairing and if their situation was anything like the one 'he' and the the others had been through...

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Yria/Mara LB on Mon Apr 18, 2016 1:51 pm

At the room where the females are at. They'd get seperated exactly the same way the boys would be seperated. By rank. First the royals, then the highs,mids,lows and subs.

The royals and the highs would have already entered their room. Crows would be standing agianst the wall, looking over everyone else. Altough it was still very crowded and everyone was talking trough eachother. The girls would have already formed small cliques of people, standing with eachother and talking. In the middle would be most of the middle ranked females. In the left corner most the subs and in the right corner most of the lows. And some people where standing alone. Like Sage Grave and Carol Sierzant.

'Middle Class next' A crows said.

Heida Wedekind, Sage Grave and more people would enter the room. Sage waved to the rest as she went trough the doorway.

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Zenox-rmp on Thu Apr 21, 2016 2:11 am

As the other highs were discussing on what the teams will be Kira sat on the couch writing in her notebook. She wrote all the information she knew about Dan, Kristīne, Theodore, Kadar, Phoenix and Carol. She also wrote some information about the trial, like if you misbehave you get punished badly.
When she was done she closed the notebook and put it into her jacket. She sat there and watched the other highs bragging about their strength, wisdom and wealth to get as many participants on their side as possible. She didn't particularly care about teammates. It was all about killing.
A lady walked up to her and began speaking to her: "All these guys trying to impress the girls with what they got is annoying, isn't it?"
Kira nodded.
"My name is Jane. What's your name?" Jane asked.
"Kira." Kira answered.
"Kira... I don't really like that name, but that's just my opinion. You know, I participate because others called me weak. Why do you participate?" Jane asked.
"To kill because I feel like it." Kira explained.
"Maybe others have told this to you, but that's not good. Maybe you should change and go to a psychologist." Jane said.
"No. I don't kill when I'm not allowed to. So if you don't like me the way I am, fine, but don't try to change me." Kira said with her usual monotone voice.
"Fine! Then I go!" Jane yelled.
Jane walked away and Kira took her notebook once again out of her jacket.
Kira opened up her notebook and wrote: "Jane: I don't care when, how or where but I will kill her because she annoys the hell out of me."
Kira smirked as she watched Jane talking to some other highs as she tries to convince them on helping her.

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by LlamaMinister on Thu Apr 28, 2016 1:24 am

Phoenix sat in the corner of the Mid room, alone, writing in his journal. He glanced up for a moment, surveying the room like an owl scanning the forest for prey. He spotted Dan on the other side of the room. He was talking to some very...interesting characters. The one that caught Phoenix’s eye was the shorter one. An angry looking man, though he was extremely short. Shorter than everyone else in the room. But what he lacked in height, he more than made up for in muscle. He was the strongest looking person in the room. Maybe even the strongest in the trial. His name was escaping Phoenix. Herald? Gerald?
“Gebhard…” Phoenix muttered, under his breath. Gebhard. Just his name sounded rough.
Then, he glared at Phoenix. His cold eyes piercing Phoenix, seeing him not as a person, but rather as a chunk of raw meat to beat and drain the blood from. Looks like Demon Dan not only had a new friend, but Phoenix had a new enemy. A stout, muscle mass of an enemy. Then, the angry tree stump of a man started walking towards Phoenix.
“Shit…”
“Phoenix Gaffney!” the stump yelled. Phoenix remained silent.
“Phoenix Gaffney!” he yelled again, louder this time. “Get up off your ass and face me like a man!” Sighing, Phoenix reluctantly got up, closing his journal and setting it on the cot he has claimed.
“What do you need?” Phoenix said calmly.
“I want your head!” Gebhard screamed, now in Phoenix’s face. “But for now, I simply want to repay you for your attack on Dan!”
“I’m pretty sure the Crows did enough of that re-” Phoenix was cut short with Gebhard’s fist shooting into Phoenix’s stomach, sending him flying backwards into the wall, crashing into it with so much force, knocking the air out of him, blood spraying from his mouth. Phoenix collapsed to the floor, dizzy and faint.
“Next time I see you, this fist will be crushing your skull!” Gebhard yelled, raising his fist into the air, smiling a crooked, vicious smile.
“I’ll keep-” Phoenix coughed, more blood leaving his mouth. “...keep that in mind.” Gebhard laughed a rough laugh, like sandpaper on a chalkboard.
“Don’t be surprised if it ends the other way around, Gebhard,” Phoenix mumbled, but Gebhard didn’t hear him. Most likely a good thing for Phoenix. And then, majority of the Mids in the room went over to Dan and Gebhard, and those who didn’t stayed on their own, leaving Phoenix sitting in a small pool of his own blood on the floor.

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Professor Morel on Thu Apr 28, 2016 11:22 pm

Meanwhile, in the male’s low class quarters…

Several beds made up of little more than rusty iron framework and mattresses had been drug across the floor leaving dozens of black scrapes along the tile, into what could have been a circle. Among the beds, several Lows were intent on the speaker within the center, an olive skinned fellow in his early twenties with jet black hair and thin nose.

“So the guya, the guya tells me he isa not going to bea civil,” Nicotera said, shifting his eyes between each of the avid listeners. “Hisa father works at the Holy Capital, so he doesa not need to bea good ora follow rules. He has protection, protection froma the High Bishop. So I tell him, “You are righta. I cannota do anythinga here.” And then hea left for Greece.”

“What? Doesn’t he know you have to go right for Greece? Heh, see it’s funny cuz east of Rome is-”
Someone backhanded the speaker. “Shut it, oaf. He weren’t finished.”

The wounded man sat back down and nursed his cheek. Nicotera just chuckled. “No matter. The story wasa over. The Family could nota risk trouble with the Bishop, so kid wasa never touched and he wenta home. He wenta home, enjoyed himself, sipped drinksa, woke up on the beach.”

A fellow older than the rest tapped at his curled moustache in thought. “I must say, it felt as though your story was leading up to a resolution more befitting of-”

“Withouta any feet,” Nicotera finished.

The mustached man froze, opening and closing his mouth a couple times. “Oh, oh my.”
“Guess you could say he won’t be stepping out of line again!”
Someone backhanded the punster. “Mate, it’s like you want me to hit you.”

Disinterested in story time, Elois was crouched in the back of the room sifting through a bed’s footlocker. Nothing too important in this one. He looked over his shoulder to see the group laughing, sharing quips and stories. They were equally disinterested in his thieving, it seemed.

It was irksome though. Well, not the annoying chatter. Or his lack of cigarettes. Or the tasteless food. Or being locked into the trial. Actually, it was all of it. None of this should even be happening. If he had just kept to his own business, Elois could have been back at the estate enjoying tea and shooting escaped subs. But since he had meddled, the one person Elois had ever looked up to was going to put a bullet in his skull. As long as the trial didn’t kill him first. I wonder if zis is how subs feel.

With a resigned sigh, Elois clasped the footlocker shut, looked up, and saw the bed’s occupant resting his chin on his hand. “Watcha doin’?”

“Ze drugs, I am looking for zhem. Do you have any?”
“Mmm. No, don’t think so.”
“Zhen goodnight, monsieur.”
“Bye-bye.”

Elois returned to his own bed, one of three not huddled in the group, and plopped on the mattress. It was actually rather cushioned. Pulling the blanket over his legs and chest, he curled up on his side. Across from him a somewhat familiar Slavic—Theodore, was it?—laid on his back glaring at the ceiling as though it were on his “to-kill” list.

Elois rolled to his other side to face a steel wall and closed his eyes.

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Kindoflame on Tue May 17, 2016 9:59 pm

Its o.k. Ziemowit. No one has noticed you. You have kept yourself out of everyone's way since you got on the train. There are only two things you can do right now to help yourself; make friends and go to sleep. Making friends will help in the long run; however you have no idea how to do that. Going to sleep is the best option then.

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AAAAAHHHH!!! JUST FALL ASLEEP! Wait, calm down. Relax. Deep breath in... and out. Good. Everything is fine; except you have started talking to yourself while in a building full of people who may kill you. Apart from that, everything is fine. Think about something to help you go to sleep. Reviewing tomorrow's strategy is as good a topic as any.

Tomorrow everyone will be divided into pairs.
Best case scenario: The person I am paired with will want to work together.
Response: I agree to form a team and stay loyal.
Worst case scenario: The person I am paired with will try to kill me the second they have a weapon.
Response: I kill them with e^ipi.
    Which mode do I use?
    Best case scenario: They have no armor.
    Response: Both modes are valid.
    Worst case scenario: They have armor.
         Rifle is more likely to penetrate the armor; shotgun has more total kinetic energy output.
         Best case scenario: Discharge penetrates armor.
         Response: Both modes are valid with slight preference to the rifle do to its full metal jacket ammunition.
         Worse case scenario: Discharge is stopped by armor.
         Response: Shotgun is better chose because its discharge has greater total kinetic energy.
    Response: Shotgun mode is best chose.

Actions: Get e^ipi and load the shotgun mode as fast as possible.
Best case scenario: Other person does not notice.
Worse case scenario: Other person does notice.
    Best case scenario: Other person does not care.
    Worse case scenario: Other person does care and no-longer trusts me.
         Prisoners' dilemma.
         Best... case...... scen.........

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Karasugaming on Tue May 17, 2016 10:34 pm

Guided by the crows Demetrius is welcomed to a room with fancy fabric and bedding after arriving the crows immediately left. "eh guess there not much for talking" Demetrius jumped onto his bed and started reading his book. "doesn't appear that many people take to kindly to someone like me probably because of what I said on the train out loud they probably think what I think is worthless and only a kid should think like this" he thought to himself flicking through pages of his book "arghhhh I wish there was a fridge in here Could go for something to eat before I sleep but what are ya gonna do go up to one of those terrifying crows and go Hey I want some food I don't want to die just yet" Demetrius sits up and then gets off his bed and walks towards the door. Demetrius opened the door slowly and looked left and right out of the corridor "doesn't appear that any crows are out here" he said under his breath. Demetrius walked slowly out of his room going back towards the dining hall to get something to eat. He finds several bits of food still lay'ed out and grabs a sandwich while walking back to his room. On his way back he quickly ducks into his room before a crow saw him. "close one" he said while his heart was racing "all this for a sandwich it better be worth it" he said while grabbing the sandwich staring at it intensely seeing whats on it "eh wasn't planning on eating a cucumber sandwich but its what I got soooo...." he said while slowly putting the sandwich in his mouth. suddenly he heard a knocking on his door and a deep voice saying "Lights out" Demetrius looked out through the peep whole on his door and finds out its a crow "yeah yeah turning them off now no need to treat me like a child" Demetrius said as he flicked the switch. Demetrius jumped into his bed and finished off the sandwich shut his eyes and waited for the next day.

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by Professor Morel on Tue May 24, 2016 3:45 pm

-- Prepare yourself for plenty of text --

After the last Low wandered back into their bed covers and silence filled the room for minutes if not hours, Nicotera eased his eyelids open. Their quarters were pitch black as no windows existed and the ceiling lights had been turned off hours ago but he was used to seeing in the dark.

Easing his blanket aside, Nicotera lowered one barefoot to the floor, then the other, and slowly stood up. As the crows had provided no bedspring boxes for the Lows’ sleeping arrangements, nary a sound was made. Nonetheless, he kept up his shroud of stealth and walked heel-to-toe in silence to the back corner where a bed with the covers sloppily curled above its occupant lay.

Though no one else seemed to have noticed aside from Nicotera, this kid had been slinking around the others’ storage compartments earlier. Nico himself had brought few items worth stealing, and that which he did had been previously confiscated by the crows. Even so, he wanted to make sure this Frenchie understood who was really in charge here.

Tightening his grip around his pillow, he reached down to pull back the covers and smother the thief to death then immediately felt inward twinges of pain, fury, and even some respect. Beneath the blanket were two pillows but no body. Nicotera felt like clapping, it wasn’t often someone out-snuck him; but he also felt like strangling a certain someone to death because no one out-snuck him…

* * *

Elois stifled a yawn as he lay underneath a decadent bed with fabric likely worth more than the entirety of the Low’s room but that was to be expected with Royals. Elois snorted the strands of dusty linen tickling his nose aside when the room’s sole occupant dashed back inside, slammed the door behind him, and leapt onto his bed.

Elois sniffed at the newfound aroma. Cucumber sandwich? He thought. Zat is disgusting, but admirable. He continued to relax with hands cradling his head underneath the bed over delicate carpeting until a Crow came knocking. “Lights out,” it said.

Room bathed in black, Elois waited while listening to the Royal crunch into his food and eventually began to snore. Rolling out from under the bed, Elois hopped up and gently slipped a hand inside the Royal's pocket for the wardrobe's key. Inside the cupboard was a stack of books, all pertaining to mythological heroes and fiends; but aside that was a dazzling cape. Elois’ smile turned to stifled snickers as he jut the side of his hand into his mouth to keep quiet. Zis is an excellent start…

* * *

Elois gently closed the door to High females’ room, stuffed into “his” backpack a newly acquired expensive notebook, pens, and gold necklace with red pendant next to the previously acquired flashy cape. Two rooms covered, three to go. While there were several more quarters he could search, he wouldn’t. It was unlikely any of the Subs had something worth stealing and a particular Royal woman frightened him enough to stay aware from there. So that left the Middling rooms and…

High M.: a sign before him read.

Whipping out his paperclip and new solid gold hairpin, he twisted the metal into the door’s lock until hearing a click. Eight High-class males were softly asleep in air-conditioning and beds with actual bedsprings.  Elois skulked between the snoring Highs and filched more jewelry than he would have expected from the male’s room before turning to the row of wardrobes in the back. There were too many larger items to fit into “his” backpack but Elois did grab a black cloak with lightly sewn silver lace. Good for disguising if nothing else.

He turned to leave for the next room when movement from a bed made him freeze. A familiar boy with rather feminine features and lengthy azure hair was turned towards him yawning but still asleep. Elois swallowed his brief panic and would have left but couldn’t take his eyes away from this High’s coat. While it was a somewhat dingy navy, the garb was embroidered with gold thread, making it appear as military wear designed for a noble. Not particularly uncommon for a High but this coat was heavily reminiscent of the Royal dress from his own estate, so long ago.

Taking another deep gulp, Elois crept to the bed and tapped his chin. It would be difficult but worth it. Perhaps not entirely worth it, but necessary. Well maybe not necessary, but…

He kept cycling through empty phrases in his mind as to the import of the clothing while peeling back the covers and unbuttoning the coat. After undoing the last button Elois frowned and resumed tapping his chin with slowly reddening cheeks. Well… zis is awkward. Huh.

As it turned out, this “boy” was in fact not a “boy” at all. Elois made several “Hmmm” noises while discerning his next course of action. On one hand, he could proceed to take this girl’s coat and leave her without the necessary garb to continue her charade. Benefits? He would receive the coat and it would be kind of funny. Detriments? No one else thinks it’s funny and they show Elois how unfunny it is. But if that was the case then he could just pawn off the coat on some unsuspecting participant and enjoy the show. Decisions, decisions.

With a deep frown he re-buttoned the coat, pulled the blanket back up, and left the room. “Merde,” he sighed.

Wandering the cold halls once more, Elois wandered what time it was as he threw the black cloak around his shoulders. His inner clock thought it to be around 3 or 4am but it was impossible to know for sure since he had yet to steal a watch. Mids have watches, perhaps. They always felt like the most conscientious class.

About to reach the Mid F.’s quarters, he grabbed the door knob just as a gloved hand grasped his shoulder. Merde merde merde merde-

“Curfew was enacted five hours, thirty-eight minutes ago,” the electronic mask of a Crow droned. “Failure to comply will be dealt appropriately.”

“Désolé, monsieur! Je ne suis pas mauvais, je suis perdu. Je vous en prie, ne me tuez pas!” Elois spouted far too quickly, pressing the tightly stuffed backpack closer to his body beneath his robe.

The brief respite of silence felt as though the Crow was blinking at him in confusion, or perhaps devising the best way to punish him. “You are not female,” it said finally.

“Quoi?”

The Crow pulled a black box from its robes and leveled it at Elois stomach while pointing across to hall to room Mid M. “Return to the male quarters, applicant.”

Elois couldn’t shake his head fast enough and raised his hands palms up as he backed towards the indicated room. Easing the door shut behind him, Elois stood on his tip-toes to look through the peep hole into an empty corridor, when crimson goggles suddenly filled the view. Jerking back from the door, Elois tried to soften his panting and looked around. Everyone still appeared asleep but that was inconsiderable compared to the Crow waiting outside. Best to just kill time by doing what he was already going to do.

The Mids only had one communal wardrobe, which was still more than the Lows or Subs, though there was nothing valuable within. Moving onto the storage lockers Elois collected a scratched pocket watch—ah, so it was 3:55am—and also found a half-eaten potato but elected to leave it there. Curiously, there was one bed with no visible locker. The Mid was wheezing in his sleep, likely the same one from the Dining Hall who tried and failed to bust up Demon Dan. His name was Gaffie, or something. Crouching down Elois found the locker simply underneath the bed yet there wasn’t enough room to open it. Dragging it out wasn’t an option either, too much noise.

Elois would have given up entirely were it not for the Crow outside, but he decided to kill more time. Bending his paperclip into a flat wedge, he inserted the thin bar into one of the locker’s screws and twisted. Slow goings but eventual success came when he removed all screws from the container’s joint then slid the cover off. There still wasn’t room to see inside, so Elois stuck his hand in. His fingers traced along the edges of cool metal until they met something layered but thin. Sliding it out, Elois found himself holding the worn journal of Mister Gaffie, or whoever. He deposited it within the backpack and replaced the locker’s lid but kept the screws before checking the door’s peep hole again.

Though he couldn’t see the crow, that didn’t mean much.  Elois gently twisted the handle then waited. Nothing. Pressing the door open a crack, there was still no activity so he pushed it further and slipped outside. Silently stretching his legs as far as he could, Elois softy sprinted back to his room and returned to bed without incident. He stashed the backpack within his locker and quietly shoved it underneath his bed while wincing each time it audibly scraped the floor, mimicking the Mid’s own precautions, and slipped back into his covers. His new pocket watch said it was nearly morning but the lack of sleep tonight may prove worth it in the long haul. Besides, it was difficult for him to sleep without a night smoke anyway so nothing truly lost.

Turning in his covers, Elois thought he saw a pair of eyes staring at him but they vanished as soon as they appeared. It was probably nothing. Even so, he kept his own eyes open from night to morning.

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Re: ReBirth RP

Post by LlamaMinister on Wed Jun 01, 2016 6:19 pm

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