OOC- Cast Call for "Alternity: Hell in the Big Easy"

[VandalHeart]

This is a casting call for Alternity: Hell in the Big Easy

Premise: Heavan has withdrawn from the affairs of earth. God has withdrawn his gaze from man and celestial being alike, and all Hell is about to break loose in New Orleans. In the midst of the subtle chaos that few will witness, one demon has been ejected from hell for reasons unknown. The characters will meet him and find themselves cought up in a battle for supremecy between evil and survival...for there is no longer any good. As the story evolves, they will realize that the six of them alone hold the key to supremacy against the forces of hell...or over them.

This story is for five writers other than myself. Let me give you a rundown on the initial character you will be meeting.

Name: Astarothiapophysurg
A.K.A. The Vandal of Hearts and Minds
Race: Demon
Age: Old as sin. Literally.
5' 9"
Raven black hair to his feet
Luminescent fiery red eyes
Darkly tanned skin
Job: recently unemployed
Just wandering...for now.

I need all writers answering the casting call to give AT LEAST these descriptives.
Note: Only five writers will be accepted for this story, so make your call count.
Some tips: NO OTHER DEMONS! The demons are very set creatures that I have all of the powers mapped out in my head but not my computer, but lets just say that playing one would offer WAY too much power to an inexperienced RPGer. I can't identify who's experienced and who isn't yet, so let's just take it from here -
Humans - will NEED at least one human in this story.
Pick a fantasy race - if you want an elf, or something of that nature, we're going to have to work it out before hand, but they are for the most part welcomed and encouraged.
Sci-fi race - See "Pick a fantasy race" above but realize that a lot more hashing will need to be done for an acceptance on those.
Other - due to the nature of this, I can say only two things on the subject. 1) you'll have to go into some hella good detail on exactly what is is you're making your character, and the hashing out still applies; and 2) if the description sounds even halfway decent, you'll have a pretty good chance of admittance.

Welcome to Hell in the Big Easy. So there's not much difference; it could still be fun...

 

[Sweetp4u]

An old Character to a new story?

For your debate Vandal..

Race: Angel

Age: Undeterminable, but a few thousand years

Was An Amazonian Warrior before death.

Name: Unpronouncable, uses Eve

Description: Long black hair, brown eyes. 5'6" slim, but still honed and skillful in battle.

Her Job: She is a guardian Angel in a sense, she used to report weekly to Saint Peter but all hell has broken loose litterally. Now she roams around the Earth disguised as A human, trying to figure out what went wrong. She has little powers now that her 'link' has been cut off. She can mask her appearence to look human, IE hide her wings. She has some healing ability, but still retains her human abilities from her Warrior days.

Currently she is watching over more people than she can count three sets of hands. But has abandoned that job to see about getting back through the locked "gates" and home where she belongs..


Alright there is the character description (kind of funny playing an angel again) If you approve of this character let me know, if not I will remove it Ty Sp

 

[nightray]

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[VandalHeart]

You've got an interesting start, there, Nightray. Here are those changes you asked for:

Since this is set in New Orleans, it's a theives guild, not quite an assassins guild, but the same stereotype that you described of a cold paid killer exists in their ranks. Also, think organized crime and cut back a little on the organization, and you've got it. I know it's been used before, but it's actually based in reality, so he's a member of the LeBeau Family Syndicate. He probably won't have that last name, though. They do have some legitimate dealings, and through certain circumstances, some prove themselves a ruthless murderers and bloody buscle.

I'm assuming this guy is human, right?

(Warning peotic liscense coming out now. Feel free to say no to any of this.)
His training was probably haphazzard. You said bar hand. He was probably a very distant cousin whose family had to be "laid to rest" for some reason or another. The bartender he grew up with probably taught him a few things with knives and bottles, and of course guns, and once he saved his tips, he went to the local clock and blade shop and bought a sword, and it was all over from there. He was truly in love. Something that would never leave him or betray him, other than the syndicate. A blade. Steel. Cold and hard...just like him.

Keep in mind this is an erotically oriented game even with the dangerous plot elements and morality plays, so he probably got paid - or perks - of sex every once in a while. That part is up to you.

Get back to me Night. Let's see if you can jump on board.

 

[VandalHeart]

One slot taken already...

Only four positions left for writers to enter the story and we're still looking for at least one human.

 

[VandalHeart]

Two slots taken...get em while they last, naughty boys and bad girls...

 

[nightray]

Name: Ray
Age; 27
Looks: 6’8 and 250 pounds of well chiseled mussel. Raven black hair down to his shoulders thick and silky. Hazel eyes with long eyelashes. He’s deeply tanned with no tan lines. He has a tattoo of a dragon raped around his right arm and a tattoo of a weight griffin fighting a black griffin on his left shoulder. He as several jagged knife scars on his chest and stomach.
Clothes: Wears skin tight black leather most of the time.
Personality: He’s cold and with out emotion most of the time he’s very loyal to the family and would die before giving any info about them to any one. He’s efficient in his job and has always competed his assignment whether it be to steel something or to kill some one who gites to close to the family he does it all with out fail or mercy.

He’s a ruthless member of the LeBeau family thou he wasn’t born in to them. He’s an orphan who lived on the streets. He imprested the family at an early age buy by stealing some secret files from a rival family bringing it to the LeBeau’s to prove his skill.

The head at the time gave him a chance and put him under one of the best he had to train in weapons and the family business. The one that was training him became like a father to him able it a cold one. He learned to be just as cold and ruthless the only person he card about was the teacher’s daughter who he was to marry when a rival family blow there home up wile he was out on a job. He vowed to get his revenge and to never let some one in to his hart agene.

He takes orders only from the head now and is one of the most feared in the family his name is feared in the streets on the streets as having no conations what’s so ever. He’s sent on jobs that the ordinary thugs ether don’t have the skill to do or the funes. As one of the perks of his position all of the elite escorts that the family ones are at his disposal free of charge.

Hear's my revized guy.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nice character there Ray *kiss* Good to see ya old friend..

But..

If you so much as THINK about touching my character's ass in that way.... Well.. you know what's gonna happen


Ok lol the reason for this post is to find out if Vandal would like the intro's here or in the thread or both??

Sp

 

[nightray]

MMMM is that a chaling sweetp? looks at her ass razing any eyebrow well I'm always ukp for a chaling.

 

[VandalHeart]

Well, well, well...

Only two people signed on and already challenges are being passed around...how wonderful.

As to your question, SweetP, I think it would be a good idea to post character intros on this thread, because otherwise you're going to have to take your chances with an impromptu entrance which has a much higher chance of sucking royally, so yes, post intros here.

 

[cgraven]

Jules LeGrange

Jules a creature borne of the land in the steamy depths of the beyeux country. A life at sea more at home there on the water than the land, a creature of the briney depths now. At 54 he is a survivor his body and will harden, by trials to numerous to contemplate. Yet his night he stands on the “Huey P. Long” bridge high above the “Big Muddy” its watery depts. tempting him to take the final plunge.

When he had left on his last voyage God was in his heaven and all was right with the world. Now 20 days later all that had changed, Claudine was gone vanished without a trace his love lost to him only a note.

“No More Jules I have found another.”

Yes The waters call to him yet he turns his back on them, for Jules LeGrange is a survivor, a fighter.

 

[VandalHeart]

OK, you got me. My interest is officially piqued.

What is he? Did he jump? I've got too many questions running around in my head already to actually get more than those two out. You'll have to give me a bit more detail, but I think our third position has just been filled...probably.

 

[cgraven]

Ah Jules is a man of mystery, or perhaps a creature born of the depth of the beyeux.

No he did not jump, but faced the temptation to take the easy road and turned his back on it. LeGrange is a survivor, a fighter.

 

[VandalHeart]

No more male positions available.

Well, guys, you missed out, because the last position for a male character has just been filled. Sorry, but you wait for the right moment and the market falls out from under you.

Ladies, women, princesses, sluts, divas, and any other female descriptive I'm not coming up with at the moment, you only have two positions left, so get them while they last. We will be beginning VERY soon.

 

[VandalHeart]

By the way, I need scheduling from all players to find out when we are gonna have this merry jaunt into hell, so everybody needs to get back to me.

 

[nightray]

thats esy for me I'm on any wher from 12;00 in the affter noon to like midnight and ther's not meny days that I'm not on some time. I'm in the estern time zone smile hope that helps.


mmmmm and sweetp is not ansering my quisgon of wether that was a chaleng. I wonder if she skaird. hehehe

 

[Sweetp4u]

Morning time, (right now) is when most of us are here at the same time..

Here goes my intro post, *crosses fingers* Hoping it doesn't sound shitty! lol My brain isnt functioning to edit this yet..

AND WE NEED MORE FEMALES! I am greatly out numbered here! lol

Alright here goes mine.. give me a few minutes to find it.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

Previously

I had been assigned for a short time over a darling young woman, told to guard her well she was important to the world. Now normally these things aren’t said for an individual, since they were all special in their own way. But this particular girl was indeed special, talented and kind to all who met her. She attended church often, her Christian ways instilled deeply in her heart. The day I accompanied her there was the worst day in my angelic life, but well worth the misery I was in. She went into confessional, confessed to her changing body, confusion and her desires to touch herself. The Father did not like this, and instead of giving her a task to do he asked to see her in his private chambers. Until that day no one knew I was there, neither the girl nor the holy man.
In the end, after the unspeakable things he did to this girl, in which I was told never to interfere with! I made my presence known and killed the holy man. His soul was damned, it was not for me to judge him, that was God’s place. But instead of following orders as I was told to, I had taken matters into my own hands. And now I walked the earth for an unpredictable amount of time until I had earned the right to come back. I had a job to do daily, someone to watch over, a task to complete. Without questions, without messing up.. If I ever wanted back into heaven that is, I had to comply.

Presently

It seemed like decades ago I had committed that crime, but I still waited for forgiveness. I had been punished harshly for this as well. Only thing left to me was my ability to mask my presence from humans and the gift of healing, and of course my wits. Which I had begun to question quite often lately. Every time I turned around something bad was happening around me! Saint Peter failed to contact me, and I had been unable to reach him and report back. I had no idea what was happening there, but I knew it wasn’t something too good to be ignored totally. If I had done something to anger them, I would have been told. This worried me greatly, but there wasn’t a damned thing I could do about it either.
I hung out at the bar, watching the nightlife come and go as they pleased. I had no assignments at this time, and so I mingled with the humans. Dressed in a short black form fitting dress, the strobe lights flashed against my tanned skin, changing the colors into rather interesting designs. I sipped the glass of water, though I had no need of it, I still could have things humans had. Smiling as a stranger passed by, his look interested, but I shook my head no. I wanted to relax a little and just take my time for tonight. Tomorrow I would figure out exactly what went wrong upstairs.
For an angel I was dark in looks. The books never did show any angels outside of blonde, fair and beautiful. I had dark skin, raven black hair and sea blue eyes. I had a mole to the corner of my mouth, I still had the piercing hole in my right nipple. I had a scar on my calve from a knife wound in battle, and I had a rather bad attitude when annoyed. I chuckled a little, my long nails tapping on the juke box top, Yeah I was pretty sassy at times. I eyed another guy walking by, his broad shoulders and full lips make my spine tingle. Now there was a specimen I’d like to use and use and use some more. My teeth flashed white between my parted lips as I smiled widely at my wicked thoughts. Hey… Even I had needs!

 

[~*EroticKiss*~]

Name:Mikaneya
Sex: Female
Race: Elven Witch
Age: Ageless.
Height: 5' 11"
Hair: Long to her butt Dark Red hair that when the light hits it looks burgandy
Job: saving the lost ones.
Habits: Likes to laugh at the wrong time,
sarcastic, loves sex with all male beings..(Sex was the one thing that saved her soul in Hell...Ironic aint it)



Once there was a time when her people were loved and sought out for their wisdom...the world she knew changed...her people became forgotten...and cruelness was set upon them, why, the change happend she just doesnt know...but, it happened....Heaven did not want nor care for her kind...Earth did not want them...the only place to go was to Hell...Hell opened his arms to her people...swallowed them all...senseing yet another change...a rift in Hell...perhaps an escape...searching for a way out...Hell held her tight for hundreds of long years...finally..a portal opens....without her knowing what has happened she falls to the ground...her body naked...cold...its night and she has no idea where she is...she knows its Earth...but, it has changed so much...not knowing anything about the time nor the people...she is frightened....but there is one item she has kept at her side through it all...to loose this will cause her not to remember the soul she almost lost in Hell...but, Hell left his mark on her...a darkness...has crept into her...and she fights it constantly.
smelling the air...it tells her Hell is here too...but, there is time for that later...she needs clothes and a warm place...

shaking and cold she gets up...heads towards the lights...people everywhere and she is naked...thinking *how am I gonna play this one off, explain to people why I am naked*...she shrugs her shoulders...she will figure out the details as she looks for clothing...Walking down an alley...she spots people...she moves towards them...all they see is this Naked woman strolling towards them...long legs, Dark Fire Red hair...a very seductive figure...
"Hey babe" one of them calls out...
and not in the mood she
utters some strange words...and the one who called out to her gives her his clothes...***she laughs***
while the other humans stand there dumbstruck...she slips on the mans jeans...big but they will do and slips on his jacket...buttons one button...then more words are uttered under her breath and they wont remember her at all .. at least for this night....










ok...yes/no/maybe

 

[nightray]

I look up at the club a frown on my face the city was different some how I sensed it the way people reacted the ebb and flow of the night life it was changed sudelly some how more vergers. I don't like it change was ok but not knowing the reson that was the thing eating at me. I walk in to the club where I had a girl waiting for me. I just finished a job for the father and this was part of the reword. I smile as I think of the flesh under me.

I walk in to the club looking arund slowly taking in the people nodding the a few of the family who are hanging out. I walk to the bartender asking if he saw tiffany yet. He shakes his head frowning as normally she was on time if not early she was an egger one loving sex and pleasing men. I take a drink looking arund my eye’s stopping briefly on a dark girl by the juke box.

I raze an eye brow “Jack who’s the cute one over there.” The bartender glances over at her. "Don’t know she’s just ordered water he frowns at that there’s no money it. “She’s never been her before that I can remember any way. Turned down a few offers already.” I smile "Well maybe I’ll try if Tiffany doesn’t show.” I shake my head her booker is going to be pissed if she don’t wouldn’t surprise me to hear of her being drug out of the bayou in a few days.

I watch the people dancing the once that new who I was keeping a respectful distance from me not wanting to risk my anger. My eyes keep drifting back to the dark girl some thing about her keeping me from not looking at her for long. I shake my head thinking what is it about her and what is going on with this city.




OOC: OK thers my introe hope it's ok.

 

[VandalHeart]

Sounds great guys. We have our opening setting. All other characters need to open their intros here, however that is going to happen.

 

[VandalHeart]

NOTICE

All positions for this game have been filled. Thank you for viewing the page, I hope you enjoyed the ideas presented here. We will be opening the story shortly and you can all come view, but please, do not participate.

BTW: The name of the thread will be Alternity: Hell in the Big Easy





Like you couldn't figure that out...

 

[Silk Parlor]

OCC: comes in slow.. Hi Vandal thanks for inviting me again..


IC
Audreona
age 18 years all around innocence
human

Living alone in New Orleans in her family's estate on the outer bounds of the city. 5'8 in height, Bark brown hair to her waist, Brown eyes. Being sheltered most of her life. Unknowing what its about around her. Always having things done for her. Knowing only the basic's of life.

 

[~*EroticKiss*~]

Mikaneya

After getting what she needs....slips into the side door located in the alley...in this place...people are everywhere inside...it was easy for her to slip in un-noticed....time to see what these people are all about and maybe just maybe...find a friendly face....

 

[Silk Parlor]

Audreona

Living a lone with no servants, family or friends. Having to do things for herself now she goes to the kitchen to eat. There is nothing there, so she decides to go shopping....
As she's walking around the kitchen, noticing there is a lot she'll need to get from the local market. Putting on her coat looking around making sure she didn't forget anything she walks out the door turning around long enough to lock it. Down the steps to the sidewalk. She began to walk not knowing what's is about to come and change her life for ever....

Walking down the street of New Orleans is something she had rarely ever did.
She Stop's and notices loud music coming from the other side of the street around the corner. She walks across to see what is was. A Big lite sign saying
Mardi Gra Night Club. Never being in one.
She sticks her head in threw the door. The music is louder and she squints her eyes to see the inside her Curiosity getting to her ...