City of IF

Gallant · Joined: 02 Mar 2008 Posts: 148 Location: New Zealand

Righto folks, I've been hanging about here playing RP's for a while so i thought I'll give it a pop.

We're all in hell... literaly. There are many levels of hell and we're trying to get out. Each level is more dangerous and vile than the last. We have to try (or stop) our way down thorugh hell as the gate is at the bottom rather than the top. It's a pretty simple story line so feel free to add to it however you wish, you can change it completly if you like aslong as there's no posts conflicting.

You can be human, fallen angel, demon, half-demon or hollow. A hollow is someone who has been in hell so long it has destroyed their souls and the resulting person has no emotion, no drive, no nothing and just exists to be tortured or told what to do. Some people aren't full hollows though, they just act like them but they still have hope and these will be the hollows that you are. If you're a demon you're a bad guy. If you're a half-demon you could be either, you don't get tortured and have no responsibilities in hell but nobody like you because of your mixed heritage. Finally if You're an angel it means you have fallen from grace. You done something bad like kick Jesus in the nuts or something. Here's my guy so follow it as an example. (Angels don't have wings, they've been burnt off.)

Name: Robert Smith

Species: Human

Appearance: (You can be as vague as you want or you can use a picture.) Tall and horrificly scarred all over the body. The demons left his face as he was ugly enough. He is tall with brown hair and brown eyes. A megre diet has left him fatless and muscleless.

How did you escape: Ran away while demon wasn't looking. (This could be anything you want.

Reason for ending up here: Didn't believe in religion. (It can be anything you want aswell.)

A large band of escapees have came together in one of the highest levels of hell where only the possesing demons venture to try and break there way out of hell through the living. Small communites have popped up around the wasteland. The angels help to keep the communites going by using there withered powers to grow food, supply water and heal wounds. They can only do so much however and the community you all live in is beginning to die. A group of you decide enough is enough. You decide that you don't deserve this and plan to break out of hell!

Kalanna Rai · Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 10:24 pm Post subject:

Name: Tennabu

Species: Half-Demon

Appearance: Her human form is so beautiful it hurts and her demon form inspires both fear and lust.

How did you escape: Carved her way out of the Hall of Pleasures with fang and talon.

Reason for ending up here: Born in hell, Tennabu escaped for a brief period in her youth when her mother won her back from her father. Upon her mother's untimely death, Tennabu was reclaimed and chained in service in the Hall of Pleasures. A strangely gentle soul, she wants nothing more than to see the sun and breath fresh air again.

DeadManWalking · Joined: 24 May 2006 Posts: 522 Location: San Francisco

This seems to be stalled, but I'll post anyways, cuz it looks interesting.

Name: Todd Barker

Species: Ex-Human (to be explained (Gallant, just tell me if this isn't allowed))

Appearance: Gaunt, with lanky black hair and a pale complexion. He is tall, bue skinny. He is always smiling, due to two self-inflicted, never-healing wounds carved through his cheeks. (think Black Dahlia)

Escape: He doesn't want to.

Reason: He was once a serial killer when he was alive back in the 1500's. He was successful, fooling the police time and time again. He is completely crazy, but his unpredictability often helped. He is very smart, an expert in criminal science, as he had once been a detective before his descent into madness. This descent was caused by his wife, who he wanted to leave. She refused to, attracted to the prestige of being married to one of the most famous detectives in London. However, when he found that she was having an affair, she became his first victim. He delights in pain, and would cut of his victim's fingernails, and other "unnecessary body parts" before he killed them, often trying to keep his victims alive as long as possible. His weapon of choice was the sickle, often using two at a time.

After his death, his habits did not change. In fact, he embraced the pain of his torture, seeming more interested in the methods used than ending the punishment. Eventually, he joined the rank of his torturers, and delights in his new work.