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Post by Alastor on May 10, 2013 11:23:09 GMT -8
You sit next to a man eating from a large, thick mug filled with a frothy beverage as he eats meat off of the pyre. He's surrounded by stage equipment- mics, amps, back up guitars, you name it, it's likely found to be there- it confirms what he is, too. The man's a roadie. The Roadie looks up from his meal, directly at you. "Who're you?" He asks, his face in a sneer. You reply, that you aren't quite sure who you are, followed by a short conversation about the world. Which you prove to know nothing about.
"...Oh you're shittin' me, you don't know a bloody thing?" The man sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He took a sip of his mug afterwords. "Look, I'm not letting you walk around the world and get killed. Shit's terrible for karma. Want me to tell ya about shit?"
You nod. Can't do anything else, really.
The roadie sets his drink aside. "So, let's start with the very beginning..."
They say the universe was started with a big, huge bang. Somethin' big, somethin' that happens only once in awhile. Now, we all know something came before us, since we have a few remains from whatever did- after all, how d'ya think we figured out how to make those bitchin' cars?
But other than that, all we know that whatever killed it was big. Some huge shit. Mountains moving, stars exploding, all sorts of nice shit. Had to have been a bitchin' show for everyone who saw it- wish I could've seen it myself. Anyway, they say whatever caused this was a group of four, who just simply played a song at the end of the world. Everything would've ended for good if they didn't.
Now, there's something else that these four left over from their music. Dragon Force- those strange, paper-like sheets of steel. That shit has some amazing power, said to be made of their instruments and music after the universe restarted. Would explain why those things have those funny little markings on 'em- must be some sort of musical runes.
There's a thing about Dragon Force. Everyone wants it- after all, it can fuck shit up! Makes anyone with enough of it the king of the world, pretty much. And with the last Emperor having left the throne unattended and his faction pretty much blown to smithereens without him, someone's gotta fill the role...
BRUTALLICA: THE TALES OF METAL
Races:
The roadie looks at you funny for a minute. “You wanna talk about the type of folk 'round here? New to this, aren't you?” He shrugs, taking a sip from his mug of beer. “Might as well...”
Human:
Ah, the great Man! It's what you and I are! ...I think. Humans are known for their resilience and ability to rock. We're... we're pretty squish-y, though. (+2 Instrumental and Singing; +1 to Theatrics; -2 to Melee; -2 to Defense)
Mutants:
Ooooh, nasty ones these guys. Mutants are the direct result of overexposure to Dragon Force in its rawest form- it’s why the stuff is reformed into strings and things. Mutants tend to be hard on the eyes, and have difficulty rocking as much as the normal guy like you and me. But they can so take a hit, you have no idea. (+2 to Defense; +1 to Melee, -2 to Instrumental and Singing)
Fair Folk (non-playable, here just for the sake of completion)
Whoa, whoa, whoa. You wanna talk about these guys? Man, don't look at me. All I know about them is that they tend to be eat people. Nobody knows what they look like exactly, though. Some say they could be hangin' around us right now, even.
Deities:
The Blizzard is a rather colorful character under that almost exclusively black wardrobe he has, really. That is to say, he was a former hardcore party-man, even compared to others, be they mortal or not. Literally every drug you can think of, even Dragon Force itself, he probably took at one point- leading to him to be booted down and into the mortal realm, where he resides today. This is also why he's almost completely and utterly impossible to understand; he literally partied so hard his brain got fried, with only the occasional profanity being the most recognizable thing he says- and what ever he does say tends to be at least a little wise. You can find him bumming around the world, having last been seen relaxing with The Nightmare.
The Elf is one of the most legendary figures in the pantheon, and perhaps the multiverse as a whole. His voice is melodic, singing alongside guitar rifts like nothing else can. The Elf is notable for arguably one of the biggest sources of the rock in the world, too- while he's not actively present in the world, some claim to have been visited by the Elf himself when the world is at its darkest for them, inspiring them to follow in his footsteps and rock. The Elf appearing is typically characterized by the sudden appearance of a rainbow forming in the sky above.
The Rider is an interesting sort of person. He's the originator of the costumes that The Bards later popularize- that leather, spike-studded S&M wear, y'know. Same with the theatrics. He's also notable for his voice- easily one of the most powerful in the world, able to go head to head with the Elf's. On top of this, The Rider holds a genuine passion for motorcycles and well-tuned, classic cars. He can be fond in the world open to a race, if you so choose to. Chances are, though, you're just going to be left in the dust.
You know how there are people with voices and faces you will never be able to forget? The Hellraiser is like that- defines the term, actually. Once you see the guy's muttonchops and hear his gravelly voice, you can't forget him. The fact he's likely rocking the hell out probably amplifies it. And when he isn't, he's probably drinking with you. The Hellraiser is literally a walking, breathing example of a rocking legend- he can, and will, be able to beat you in combat AND drinking contests. On top of being incredibly fond of booze in all its forms, he's also very, very fond of one other thing- jerky. By all things holy, never get between him and a pub with the stuff- he's literally ended a war by fighting through both sides to get to one.
The Nightmare is one of the more dangerous characters in the world, residing in a locked up, seemingly hellish castle. The Nightmare is noted for being especially dangerous to women and lovers- he'll gleefully kill them. The Nightmare is also frequently seen in clothing made of leather, as well as make up- generally an all around freak-o.
Other:
The Lich is an interesting... something. The Lich is quite obviously the oldest thing in existence, found encased in a deposit of hardened Dragon Force to the astonishment of onlookers. When he- at least, we think it's a he- was freed from his ancient encasement, he shouted gibberish at the miners who found him before running off, likely having gone insane from his solitude. He's typically found doing various tasks and having new experiences. Based on Eddie the Head.
The Bards- historically dubbed The Demon, The Starchild, The Spaceman, Catman, The Fox and the Ankh Warrior- were a band in the early days of Brutallica's world. They refined upon some of the basics of sheer showmanship laid down by not only the gods, but other rockers. Their theatrics became legendary as they traversed the world, rocking along as they did. Chances are, if you wear any sort of face make up or an over the top, spike-ridden costume, you're likely influenced by them on some level. Them or the Rider, either or.
Antagonists:
The Queen is a cannibalistic, humanoid entity that has managed to masquerade into human society- meaning she's a rather nasty Fae. She's noted for her unearthly beauty, and a lanky build that's almost spider-like. She's also royalty for her clan of Fae- hence the name. The Queen desires the throne for a simple reason- she wants to be able to keep the Fair Folk's cattle in check much more easily. After all, do you know how hard it is to be man eaters and keep said activities under the dark? Based on Queen of the Masquerade and Dragon Lady by Crimson Glory.
Eddie the Trooper, is the leader of the Human antagonists. Eddie is a man like you and me- a man with an Axe and an ax. Eddie is also a blood thirsty, trigger happy warlord. So he's probably hardly like you and me, now that's said. Eddie vies for the empty throne to ensure his desire for an eternal war will be quenched. Based on Machine Gunn Eddie and The Trooper by Nitro and Iron Maiden respectively.
The Iron Giant is a time traveler from the future of the lands, turned into a lead/steel giant because of strange magnetic fields triggered by time/dimensional travel that were amplified by the nature of raw Dragon Force. This also happened to turn him insane. As in, murderously insane. He's started to amass an army of other mutants to wreck some havoc, on top of that. He has no desire to claim the empty Emperor position- he just wants to kill shit. His forces and those of Eddie the Trooper are almost constantly fighting. Based on Iron Man by Black Sabbath.
Game system:
“What, you wanna know how to fight? Man, thought you already knew how…”
The system is a points buy one- meaning you can spend 30 points across the stats.
Combat is pretty simple. Even a dog can do it- it’s literally one stat VS another.
Melee is how hard you hit things- it’s put against Defense, and the higher number wins out. Melee also automatically goes against the defense stat- the target stat can't be substituted for anything else.
Defense is defense. It’s how much you can take a hit, rather than being a blob of squish. Whenever an attack overcomes defense, the damage is the difference of the attacking stat and the defending stat. (a Melee of 5 vs. a Defense of 2 would deal 3 damage for example.)
Singing is vocals. In this, it’s how powerful your voice is, if you sound like a strangled cat or a fucking Adonis with the ability to make things implode. It’s put against, for the most part, Defense, but it’s possible to pit your own singing ability against that of another or their instrumental.
Instrumental ability! Are you Jimi Hendrix or are you some dork with an amp? It’s how hard you can play your instrument of choice- bass, guitar, drums, etc. Instrumental is literally how hard you can rock out. It goes against Defense and other Instrumental/Singing stats.
Theatrics, man. How good of a show do you put on while on stage? This is basically the Karma system for the game- you can spend it on attacks that would otherwise fail. Theatrics isn’t really lost permanently- but you don’t have as many chances to gain more of it. When you spend all of your Theatrics, you’re also automatically taken out of combat do to tiredness. It’s gained by how much damage you do to high-end foes like Eddie the Trooper or the Queen. The base Theatrics stat is your highest and lowest stats put together and divided by 2 (and rounding down when needed).
HP is easy. It’s you highest stat times 2.5 (rounding up). Bam. You now know how hard you can get hit without getting knocked out or even killed.
You nod as the roadie finishes his story, getting up from your seat. The man takes a sip from his mug, which is almost depleted at this point. "Hey." He speaks up as you turn around. You turn around to see the Roadie having gotten up and holding a guitar.
"Take this. I've got plenty of these damn things." He says in the same, somewhat flat tone he told the story in. "You're gonna die without one."
Bio sheet:
Name:
Race:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory:
Base Song:
HP: (highest stat * 2.5, rounding up)
Instrumental Ability:
Singing Ability:
Melee:
Defense:
Theatrics: (Highest stat + lowest then divided by 2, round down)
You have 30 points. Have fun.
“I'VE GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS!”
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Post by Alastor on May 10, 2013 11:28:01 GMT -8
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Post by Penny Royals on May 11, 2013 16:59:10 GMT -8
Name: Janus Engage Race: Mutant Appearance: www.tektek.org/avatar/53263711Personality: Absolutely insane. I mean, I suppose the guy would be nice if people actually got to know him, but as it is, with people trying to attack him or run away from him, he’s pretty angry. Like… all the time. Backstory: Janus used to be, well… a simple man. Handsome, rugged, with a wife and kids. He was a miner, who played a mean bass on the side, often bringing it with him to entertain the others. It was this way that one day, while working overtime, he came across a heavy deposit of dragon force. Inspired, he played his bass – which seemed only to make the deposit grow. Janus eventually got frightened when he realized just how much was there- that by this time it was surrounding him. So he hit one of the walls of dragon force with his bass, smashing of a chunk of it, and fell into an unconscious stupor for days, alone and in complete agony. When the others found him the following Monday, he wasn’t the same in the slightest- leastwise in appearance. Terrified, they fled for their lives, and he, confused, followed. He’s still trying to figure out what all happened, but at the same time, the loneliness has heavily affected his mind. With a Glasgow smile and countless wounds from ongoing battles, Janus stalks the land with only his bass, searching for an answer. Base Song: ‘The Red’ by Chevelle, ‘The Mirror and the Ripper’ by Volbeat, ‘I’m So Sick’ by Flyleaf HP: 26 Instrumental Ability: 7 – 2 - 5 Singing Ability: 6 – 2 - 4 Melee: 10 + 1 - 11 Defense: 7 + 2 - 9 Theatrics: 8 Name: Nocturne Prelude Race: Human Appearance: img845.imageshack.us/img845/8165/nocturnez.png Personality: Nocturne is sullen and over-dramatic. In a way, that's all you need to know about her, really. Other than the fact that she's utterly bloodthirsty at the same time.... Backstory: Nocturne's backstory doesn't wholy matter- her childhood was nice, she was rich and beautiful and perfect. It was just a short while ago that things got big for her, when her best friend was murdered. Ever since, she's been looking for revenge. Base Song: 'Princess' by Versailles, 'Serenade' by Versailes, and 'Dead Boy's Poem' by Nightwish. Hey, Al told me they fit... HP: 30 Instrumental Ability: 4+2 - 6 Singing Ability: 10+2 - 12 Melee: 8-1 - 7 Defense: 8-2 - 6 Theatrics: 9 |
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Post by Fiery Firefly on May 11, 2013 17:22:12 GMT -8
Bio sheet: Name: Saga Lindquist Race: Human Appearance: i853.photobucket.com/albums/ab94/FieryFirefly/Saga_zps00fba922.pngPersonality: She’s a very brutal minded girl, extremely tomboyish and despite being a “princess’ hates everything girly. She is very much a perfectionist, and strives to be the very best. At the same time, she’s also very anti-social and doesn’t know how to “people’, because of being cooped up for much of her life. Combat and rock and roll is truly all she knows, but she’s also curious about the other things of the world. Backstory: Saga was born in the ruling family of the country of Valkyria, the land of the North. Her mother died at a young age, and she was raised by her father the King of Valkyria. She was trained from an early age in the arts of combat and rock and roll, specifically in the art of drums. She was trained the “Spartan Way” by her father, with lots of work and practice, and not much love. As she grew, Valkyria began a large conquest of the North, and by the time she reached adulthood, this new empire had become a large and terrible threat to the world. Saga's training through life is now going to be put the test, with her father sending her to go find the Dragon Force and to bring it back to Valkyria, so that they can truly rule the world. Base Song: "Immigrant Song" by Led Zeppelin, "Valhalla" by Blind Guardian HP: 25 Instrumental Ability:7 +2 =9 Singing Ability:8 + 2 = 10 Melee:8 – 1 = 7 Defense:7 -2 =5 Theatrics: 7 + 1= 8 |
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Post by Alastor on May 11, 2013 17:27:04 GMT -8
Accepted, Pen.
FF, rework your stats and we're good- reworked the game system since the last time.
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Post by Fiery Firefly on May 11, 2013 17:31:17 GMT -8
They be fixed
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Post by Alastor on May 11, 2013 17:36:08 GMT -8
Accepted.
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Post by Adlai Stevenson on May 19, 2013 17:59:33 GMT -8
Name: Törq Hettinger Race: Mutant (uhh, sorta) Appearance: Törq is . . . okay, let's be entirely frank here. Törq's a wuss. A pushover. About five feet and six inches tall, and hardly pushing one hundred twenty pounds, a stiff breeze could floor this kid. Not only that, but he's got a mouth full of metal - the shitty kind. Braces for the big gap in his grin. He doesn't even have his own costume! He had to borrow what was left of his mom's, of all things, which is supposed to look like this and he wants it to look like this but it really doesn't at all so yeah. His most notable and impressive physical trait, however, is the hair; not exactly his hair, but the hair: down to his shoulders, platinum blonde, nearly silver, with a lightning bolt-patterned streak running around the end of the long, jagged bangs (the streak changes color, depending on the hair's mood; blue for positive, red for negative. The more riled up it gets, the sharper and brighter the hue). The hair itself looks gelled beyond all relief, and is more of an explosion than a tangle of any sort. It's name is Ziggy. Personality: Törq has some awfully low self-esteem going on for him, which greatly effects his confidence and, generally, everything else. He tends to speak softly, and leave the big stick-carrying to those around him. While a bit timid, Törq is quite hopeful and adamant, and wishes to complete his quest in the name of his parents and himself. Backstory: Törq is the chaff of a top crop family; his mother and father were talented rockers in their time, some of the best in all the land; unlike their fellow rock warriors, however, they quit while they were ahead, so to speak, to settle down and raise a family. Well, the family raising thing came and went as quick as shit through a goose. Unable to secure their savings from all their rock adventures, the Hettinger family turned to toiling in the mineshafts of the Whitesnake Mountains to put food on the table. They got their child, indeed - but he was a sickly child, smaller, weaker than most of the kids his age, something which he never entirely outgrew. Make no mistake, his parents loved him to death . . . but he was awfully goofy. Törq had long since accepted his fate as the family black sheep, and was working his first day under his father's tutelage in the mines when he found Ziggy. Or, more appropriately, Ziggy found him. It is unknown as to why Ziggy, the sentient stage wig imbued with the powers of pure Dragon Force, attached itself to little Törq's noggin; his father theorized that the being, seeking to drain his rock'n'roll powers, accidentally latched itself onto his son; others call it destiny. Ziggy will neither confirm nor deny any of it. Whatever the case, Ziggy's attachment to Törq has formed a symbiotic relationship, imbuing Törq with the talents of rockers long since passed on, and for Ziggy, an opportunity for physical influence over the physical realm. Base Song: 'Juke Box Hero' by Foreigner HP: 33 Instrumental Ability: 8 - 2 = 6 Singing Ability: 15 - 2 = 13 Melee: 2 + 1 = 3 Defense: 5 + 2 = 7 Theatrics: 8
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Post by Alastor on May 19, 2013 18:53:05 GMT -8
Reserving an acceptance. Accepted.
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Post by Alastor on Jun 2, 2013 22:22:59 GMT -8
Name: Roger 'The Roadie' Hammerfall Race: Human Appearance: Because I can't think of anything elsePersonality: The Roadie is not a talkative man for the most part, most of his dialog being gruff groans of annoyance. However, the Roadie does show a good deal of knowledge of how the world works, having been traveling around in a mixture of family tradition, as well as genuine curiosity about the history of the of the setting. Backstory: The Roadie is a silent man about his past (even more so than normal)- he never really states exactly what it is. But one can really piece it together quite easily. The Roadie is the current roadie of his family, like his father and his father were before him, and their fathers in turn. Like all roadies, he's something of a hired hand to support rockers- and to chronicle their history. As such, the Roadie is never really part of the action upfront, preferring to support the others from the distance. Base Song: Die for Metal by Manowar HP: 30 Instrumental Ability: 8+2=12 Singing Ability: 5+2=7 Melee: 8-2=6 Defense: 11-2=9 Theatrics: 15+1=16 |
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Post by mekasoundwave on Jun 28, 2013 23:02:14 GMT -8
Name: Fenrir
Race: Human
Appearance: Fenrir is...well, really small. He can't be much older than 15 by the looks of him, not that anyone ACTUALLY knows. Doesn't help that he's constantly sprawled out on all fours and crawling rather than standing. His skin is juuuust light enough to be called pale, but he's also pretty dirty. Poor kid probably doesn't even know what a shower IS. His hair is black, unkept and has been clearly growing for awhile. Kid DEFINITELY doesn't know what a haircut or comb is. He's also pretty buff for a kid. Living in the wild does that to you. He sports a pair of green eyes that give him a very intense stare. Fenrir doesn't have shoes or a shirt, but wears pelts of various animals as makeshift shorts and a cloak.
Personality: Fenrir's strange, okay? He's not exactly great at socializing and it's not even clear if he speaks the same language as everyone else (or any language at all, really). But he can get a lot across through body language. What you CAN tell about him is that he is incredibly curious and energetic but also rather impulsive and aggressive. Dude's not too bright, really. He is incredibly gifted in combat and rockin', being in touch with his wild side and the primal rocking force of nature.
Backstory: His name isn't actually Fenrir. He doesn't truly have a name. Years ago, a child was abandoned by his parents in the wilds and discovered by a pack of wolf-like mutants who took the child in and raised him as their own. The human grew up emulating his adoptive parents, acting like a wild beast. For a while, this was everyday life for the boy. But one day he happened upon a discarded six string. Some fiddling around and one destroyed tree later, the pack discovered just what raw power the boy possessed in the magic of rocking. It was as if he played with the passion of every living thing around him. Soon after, the boy became something of a legend amongst villagers, spoken of in rumors. The boy wolf with an affinity for music became known by the name Fenrir. Fenrir is currently following another member of what will soon become our ragtag group of rockers without them knowing because he got curious and decided to follow them.
Base Song: "Of Wolf and Man" by Metallica, "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N Roses
HP: 28
Instrumental Ability: (9+2) 11
Singing Ability: (4+2) 6
Melee: (10-2) 8
Defense: (7-2) 5
Theatrics: (8+1) 9
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Post by Alastor on Jun 29, 2013 17:37:20 GMT -8
Accepted.
OOC will be up in a few days, Friday at the latest. Gonna hold out for any more last minute joins.
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Post by Fiery Firefly on Jun 29, 2013 20:22:00 GMT -8
Bio sheet: Name: Colt Dash Race: Human Appearance: 2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0ecH-V8XKQ/TiAsrSxe9lI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0Bdea1Na4W8/s1600/cowboy070.jpgPersonality: A charming rogue, charistmatic, good with the ladies, in general just a very friendly and nice person to be around. He's a bit gun-ho and always up for a chance to prove himself. Has a bit of that "bad boy" aura that girls adore. Backstory: Colt was born on a farm outside the ruraltown of Tomb Rock, his mother died giving birth to him, and his father was killed by bandits when he was 5. Colt was taken in by the old saloon owner, and was found to be extremely good at playing the guitar. By the age of 15, he was the main act at the saloon and was earning all sorts of money, and getting all kinds of girls in bed with him. That changed though when he learned that one of the many girls he deflowered was the local gang leader's daughter... and that her daddy was quite overprotective. Colt was forced to skip town, and is currently trying to make it somewhere else with his talent. Base Song: "Wanted Dead or Alive" by Bon Jovi HP: 25 Instrumental Ability: 8+2=10 Singing Ability: 6+2= 8 Melee: 8-2=6 Defense: 8-2=6 Theatrics: 7+1= 8 |
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Post by Alastor on Jun 29, 2013 20:25:44 GMT -8
Looks good to me.
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Post by Alastor on Jul 20, 2013 1:37:56 GMT -8
Friday at the latest I said.
Oops. Game is up.
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Post by Alastor on Mar 8, 2014 2:01:59 GMT -8
Gonna see if there's still interest in this, so I'm taking it out of the archives for a week or so. :3
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Post by Fiery Firefly on Mar 8, 2014 2:02:55 GMT -8
I'm still up for it
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