A city that never sleeps
The world isn't as it seems, and New Yorkers certainly know that well. While the element Asterium is not widely understood, those in the city's underground know better. For millenia, humans have known of this energy. They called those born with it in their bones changelings and mutants. Legends have told of werewolves and vampires for centuries. Those who can harness it became witches and warlocks. All they know now is that some things are better kept secret, and where else can you hide a secret better than New York City?
NEW YORK TIMES
07/07/2020 It's been (technically) our first month! Thanks to everyone who's joined us, and for more announcements, please check HERE for in-game and new developments!
17/06/2020There are staff & RP position tryouts here!
23/05/2020 Trying to gauge interest right now! If you want to help out and potentially take one of the leadership positions, please message me! (either on achromatic#7519 on discord or if you have my skype!)
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CURRENT PLOT
We are currently starting up, and trialing some of the groups right now! There will be an upcoming plot in regards to some city shenanigans soon, but for now, we're simply fixing up the kinks and establishing roles/groups/characters. Feel free to join us! The community and the lore is still being built, and we're always open to new suggestions.
UPCOMING EVENTS
The strange Fourth of July groundhog day event is coming up! Please sign up HERE!
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Delrowe
Member
She / Her
US Central
Delrowe#4499
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Post by Delrowe on Jul 21, 2020 2:45:57 GMT
Open for all! Classic bump-into-someone-thread. Message me on Discord if you have any fun ideas we could spin this into! c: Thanks for reading and/or replying! I'm also trying to improve my writing so if you have any critiques, please let me know.
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"Jesus Christ, people are disgusting," He muttered under his breath. His rag was getting fairly grimey from the day's customers spilling their greasy food all over the tables. Joss hated this job and he planned to leave as soon as possible. Not that he believed he was above this kind of work; he just didn't think he could handle the smell of pizza much longer. He was saving money for a car and he wasn't far from being able to put down some money for it. He finished cleaning and rolled the bus cart into the back room before grabbing his jacket and his smokes from his personal locker. He locked the front door as he stepped outside, double checking it was secure. It was darker and quieter than most nights. Joss shouldered his jacket on and flicked his lighter open. He tried it a few times and it just would not work. "Fuck," He said, shoving it back into his pocket after accepting it was not going to happen. Heat radiated from his right hand and moved into the tip of his pointer finger, where a small flame ignited. He tipped it towards his cigarette until it was lit and in a snap, the flame disappeared. He peered around and other than a few stragglers making their way home from work just the same as he was, it was eerily still. He took a long drag before heading towards his apartment. He was disappointed there was no party he'd be attending tonight. Maybe he needed a break after the last few. He had made a fool of himself. Passing out, getting in fights. It wasn't a good look. |
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nova
Leaders
She / Her
CDT/GMT-5
Nova#6923
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Post by nova on Jul 22, 2020 5:20:58 GMT
Even through the darkness, a storming baby blue cloud could be seen stomping down the sidewalk. Taiga was dumped. Taiga, him of all people! He shivered a little as he walked since he was only in an oversized blue t-shirt and light brown shorts. If he had any intention of walking miserably in the dark cold, he would have taken a jacket. But he was under the assumption he would be taking clothes off tonight.
Now after complaining to his shop workers, he sipped from an overly sweetened iced matcha milk tea with extra tapioca. He practically grinded his teeth while he chewed, and he typed on his phone with one hand, ranting to one of his friends. Or rather sending messages to a friend who was already fast asleep. Ugh, and the shop was so busy that his coworkers wanted him to work instead of cry in the backroom. How insensitive was that?
He wasn’t even sure where he was going, only that he was mad and on a sugar high.
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Jul 22, 2020 15:09:52 GMT
Post by stormaf on Jul 22, 2020 15:09:52 GMT
McRorie
The big wolfhound trotted easily down the dark street. He'd been human for a few weeks now and he was dying to get back to being what he really was, a cu sidhe. So he ventured out this particular evening to find some fun, or at least something interesting to do. Fun for a cu sidhe generally meant trouble for someone else. As a fae creature, he lived for pranks and if he wished, the call of death. So far that particular ability hadn't been needed.
So far he'd managed to change a wino's wine into water, which produced quite a squawk from the man. When the poor wino turned around, he'd come face to face with a living shadow watching him out of lambent blue green eyes. When the cu stepped out of his cloak of gloom, the wino had seen a huge dog sporting a toothy snarl and a coat of wispy blue green flame stalking towards him. The wino's eyes rolled up into his head and he passed out. McRorie became his mild Irish wolfhound self. Other winos would think his victim was off his rocker when he discussed what had happened to him with the other street dwellers.
As deep into his thoughts as he was, the cu didn't notice the angry young man until he was only a short distance behind him. Deciding that this was a chance too good to give up, he trotted from shadow to shadow following the fellow to wherever he was going.
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Delrowe
Member
She / Her
US Central
Delrowe#4499
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Jul 26, 2020 16:05:06 GMT
Post by Delrowe on Jul 26, 2020 16:05:06 GMT
He took another long drag from his cigarette before he reached his hand in his pocket to retrieve his phone. He looked down for only a moment while turning a corner and his phone went skidding across the concrete sidewalk after colliding into someone who was probably just as oblivious as he was. You have got to be kidding me. He knew before he looked at it that the screen was shattered. Joss furrowed his brows and snapped his gaze to the man in front of him, cigarette still hanging loosely between his lips as he looked the other person over for a second. He looked disheveled and irritated. That made two of them.
"Watch where you're going, mate. You gonna spot me for a new phone now?" Joss spat as he gestured towards his phone which had landed a couple feet to the left of him. He was too tired to just let this slide, which he should have. It was no one's fault and he should just say 'Sorry, man' and that be the end of it, but no, Joss always had to start trouble. He had a hot head on his shoulders. He was so fixated on the other man that he didn't notice the dog-like creature in the shadows. Not that he would notice regardless; the mutant wasn't on high alert for other supernaturals so any could easily slip by him. Kind of like the one standing in front of him who he was angrily glaring at.
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Jul 27, 2020 15:22:33 GMT
Post by stormaf on Jul 27, 2020 15:22:33 GMT
McRorie
From where he hid, the cu watched in amusement as an interesting tableau began to take place that he had no hand in creating. Both of these people were right on the edge and there might be a fight. There was nothing the Irish McRorie liked better than a good brawl and he wasn't loathe to join in. In fact, there were many things he could do to prolong the battle.
One of those things might just be to steal the phone. As quick as a wink, the tall cu shot out of his covering of shadows and scooped the phone off the pavement with his strong jaws. He then galloped a short distance from the pair of men to stand happily holding the phone between an upper and lower canine tooth with mischief glittering in his eyes.
As his long tail swung back and forth slowly, the phone dangled perilously close to being dropped back to the pavement. Nothing was more fun than the typical canine game of keep away when dealing with people!
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nova
Leaders
She / Her
CDT/GMT-5
Nova#6923
oya?
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Post by nova on Jul 28, 2020 6:46:06 GMT
Oppositely, Taiga had just sent one last text before placing his phone away. He was pulling his shirt back down over his pants while he rounded the corner and bumped right into someone. He yelped as he dropped his drink and spilled the green liquid over white shoes. Immediately he started whining; could the night get any worse?
A few steps away from his spilled drink he noticed the dropped phone and finally looked up at the person he bumped into. He merely raised an eyebrow at his yelling and put his hands on his hips.
“Are you kidding? It’s probably not even bro—” He cut off when the sudden dog picked up the phone, and he let out a startled scream. He grabbed onto Joss and hid behind him, peeking out to look at him. He was being a little more dramatic than necessary, but he was a little suspicious. He’s been around long enough to know nothing is as it seems in NYC.
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