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Post by DP on Jan 21, 2008 23:05:30 GMT -5
"Utopia are greatest word for the perfect thought of bliss" The year 2015 earth; god's second greatest invention. It's inhabitants the humans his first greatest creation, the blood running high in your head you sit and listen you don't want to but what choice do you have? The mind of man changed and altered with a special drug were saying it's ingredients could end up having you killed, the most secret United States. Or not the Utopia of one man, 'John Kessler' his twisted dream alive, once a biochemist and one who had opted for a say cheaper yet cost worthy way to help the food supply, in truth his way of controlling any one he could with a concoction of man made chemicals. He is Hiarchy Kessler, lord and god to his people, everything out side of his safe zone, the Utopia of a Dystopia. Is now a Barrin waste land were only those who have adopted to the wearing of mask can survive. They are the Rebels they are many but yet so few in the dying world as it gives it's breath on the surface as the utopias army wipes out and or wipes minds of those of are dear rebels. Were you fit in, in this hellish world? Well what a wonderful question, let me explain you survive you help your fellow people, try and safe the one's who are under dear Kessler's control show them there is another way of life other than living it under our man made god, of his thoughts alive. If that is not your course you can also be a confidant to are dear Kessler a helper of sorts in the utopia of are Dystopia. All the helpings are there you make things to kill your fellow man the one's who think like you not the brainless scum your fellow confidant has manufactured. If that is not your course maybe you live in the Utopia but as you have not been fully aquanted in the ways of are fellow masters utopia of a Dystopia you see the flaws and try to find follows who mind not be as far gone as they seem? Either way it's your choice and your choice alone as to what you want to live as. Rules: Listen to me, and you know how to behave and RP so I'll just put this *not for action* , 'thought' or thought, "Speech". oh and for your profiles please send them to me entitled 'UTOPIA' or I'll think your just saying hi
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Post by DP on Jan 22, 2008 23:25:09 GMT -5
*things to think about while RPing* 1.Think of a large dome city protected from the outside world, say about the size of a very large city. 2. If Rebel, certain locations out of the control from the Utopian society are radioactive areas so be careful. 3. There are different Military types and police, Military that stays close to home, units that go hunting, Guards to the Staff, Riot Police, and city police (You can RP as one of the these types but you will be thrust with large responsilties as the leader of that.) 4. have fun I'm not the greatest at making RP's I put Effort into this and am happy with it though I know I have quite a bit of pot holes in it..and with due time I hope to get those filled in for ya all. ^.^ CHARACTER PROFILE'S
CharacterName: *The setting is America so matching names are good* NickName: *If your character has one, if not go ahead and delete this part* Age: Sex: Eyes: Hair: Appearance: Pictures are fine but I want a little more detail in words about your characters Speech, Clothing*if a rebel*, if not a rebel than scroll down to find an explanation of the clothing. Bio: Optional*if a scientist, small one at least for Rebel* Extra: Anything you'd like to add that's not already in the profile.
Clothing: Citizen of the city: Think of the Movie 'The Island' that oufit but more made for work, outdoors rather than always indoors, and is a more Grayish black than anthing else, with matching jacket.
Scientist of the City: Men: Torso: White Button up shirt, Red Tie. Waste/legs/feet: Black leather Belt, Khaki pants, Black socks, Black Dress shoes. women: Torso: White Button up blouse, Red tie. Waste/Legs/Feet: Black Leather Belt, Khaki knee length Skirt, Beige Stockings, Black dress heels Halfinch Heel.
Rebel Wear: What ever it's your choice ^.^
Characters
CharacterName: John Kessler NickName: Age:50 Sex:male Eyes:Hazel Hair:Golden Brown Appearance:Kessler is 5'8 but due to his televised appearence he seems much taller then actually is. Kessler wears a religious looking clothes like a pastor, when speaking to his people, but behind the scenes he wears the same as his staff of scientist, preffering this but never fails to be holy like in his televised appearence. He speaks with authority but has a peaceful side to his voice that allows him to come across as very trust worthy and old fashion that allowed him to take over. Bio: Kessler came from a family of trusted farmers in agriculture, this led him to becoming a chemist in the food supply slipping chemical cocktails to make his dream come true. He is a twisted man with his outside so nice and old fashioned. Extra:
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Post by DP on Feb 2, 2008 2:41:48 GMT -5
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Post by DP on Feb 2, 2008 2:48:16 GMT -5
Mr. Kessler walked down the corridors of his Utopian society. For now he was the king, the care giver the most important man to date. Though with all this power, it was strange not knowing what to do next, afraid of those damned rebells destroying his Utopian dream he threw everything away to build this, and he'd be damned if he was going to lose this.
Mr. Kessler looked at his watch "Almost 'Noon' soon I'll have to do my daily speech" Kessler said with an almost disdainful sound. "I'll have to ditch my lab coat for that damned itchy get up, but it's to keep the people calm and that is fine enough for me I suppose" Kessler said under his breath walking out through a door, and down the white hallway toward his private elevator to his private office, he had two one for some to visit, and one for only his most trusted the ones who were there for his visions of granduer both made with solid oak desks. They basically were the same office, just his private one, that takes the private elevator with key to get to, is his one for the private talking with his people, a place to ensure no sudden walk ins would occur.
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