Srp - Gor

[little_golden]

Hi,

I'd love to start an SRP (FFRPG) based on the sci-fi adult GOR stories. Basically, the idea is set up that a counter world to Earth exists where Priest Kings exist to rule the world. Men exist to fight for their city states using medieval type weapons and riding huge winged animals of prey called tarns. Free women exist to torment their free men folk and they are brtually nasty to female slaves. Most women are enslaved and subject to the every whim of their masters (or anyone their master chooses).

To play you need to have read at least one book in the series so that you can understand the backdrop. Feel free to pic characters from the books or to make up your own.

One the of the main characters will be Tarl of Koroba. We need a strong leading man for this central role.

If you want some book titles or need info or what to play just post her or PM me.

I'm hoping to play the role of a slave..... but I'd like to role play the process of going from a free woman to a slave with the process of being captured, sold, branded, trained and sold.

It's a great series and a lot of fun!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[ariosto]

Is this an OOC thread, to set up characters for the RP?
I'd like in on it having been around at the time Norman was writing the first books and reading about half a dozen before I burned out on them. But I am familiar with the 'world' of Gor and will throw my hat in.
Not sure about playing Tarl though, I'm not comfortable as a red head

 

[little_golden]

Books By John Norman

I had a few PMs about the author.... Here are some titles and information.


John Norman, Nomands of Gor (Volume IV In The Chronicles of Counter-Earth), Ballantine Books, New York, 1969
(Prominent Characters: Tarl Cabot

John Norman, Hunters of Gor, Eighth Book of the Saga of Tarl Cabot), DAW Books Inc., New York, 1974


John Norman, Maurauders of Gor, Ninth Book of the Saga of Tar Cabot), DAW Books Inc., New York, 1975

John Norman, Explorers of Gor (Thirteenth Book of the Saga pf Tarl Cabot), DAW Books Inc., New York, 1979

John Norman, Rogue of Gor (Fifteenth Book of the Counter-Earth Saga), DAW Books Inc, New York, 1981
(Prominent Characters: Jason Marshall, Beverely Henderson)

John Norman, Blood Brothers of Gor (Eighteenth Book of the Tarl Cabot Saga), DAW Books Inc., New York, 1982

John Norman, Dancer of Gor (Twenty-second Book of the Tarl Cabot Saga), DAW Books Inc., New York, 1985

* John Norman also wrote a great book on Imaginative Sex.....

There are lots more books in the series. I can often find them at used book stores but they are becoming harder to find.

They are the backdrop to this SRP and all players should read at least one to get the feel of the setting (time, place, social structure, etc....). Feel free to adopt any character you like from the book or make-up something suitable......

Smile

Cindy

 

[little_golden]

Need more players - at least five to start

We need more players .... maybe five to start.

For the men it's a chance to play out the wild male thing of whacking each other with swords and spears. You get to be rough and tough and ever so macho.

For the women you get to be the ever so feminine sex slaves, kitchen slave or field slave. Unless you prefer to be one of the dominating free women who like to prey on the stupid slaves (whom they consider no better than farm chattel).

If you have questions please ask away or PM me.

Smile!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[little_golden]

More Players!!!!!

Come on we need some more players even to start!

If there are any Gor websites or fanclubs please let me know the links. It should be an awesome SRP.

 

[Ysandre]

I'm Extremely familiar with the Gor series, and the D/s Gorean way of living.
Is this an ooc chat thread that you talk about the world?
Or is this where you enter characters for an outside game you're playing? Where is the thread that this is going to lead to?
Just curious and all, having been there for so long.

 

[little_golden]

Gor - What A Rush!

Well....

The purpose was to create a role play. Probably play out a scenario rather than create the whole Gor Counter-Earth World. It would be fun also to chat about the books as well, either through OCC or in a seperate thread. I'm easy going.

My first thought was to start where the Gorean men come to Earth and kidnap and Earth woman to train her, use her and sell her. Then I would see maybe the slave becomes secondary to some plot to rescue something or prevent something or find something.

What character would you like to play?

 

[asspartedslut]

Love Gor, and I'd love to play the female slave picked up from Earth.

Suggest name of Tally

 

[Savai]

A shame I haven't read the books, I'm familiar with gor though.. and make a very fetching slave.. Ahh well, sorry to take up space.. have fun!!!

 

[ariosto]

The books are not that good, though I did manage the first six.
The Gor lifestyle is alive and well online and there are those on 'LIT' familiar with it.
LG are you planning to start this RP?
You have generated some interest obviously.

 

[little_golden]

Start - Grace Evans

OCC The books were great! (IMO). We still only have a few interested players but can start. Hopefully more will jump in.

IC
Grace Evans was a fortunate woman to be blessed with beauty, brains, wealthy parents and recently engaged to a young doctor. Life was perfect for a woman all of 26 years old. Her own career was blossoming as a young civil rights lawyer championing women's liberties and the feminist movement. In her short legal career she had alienated a number of men with her ideas and sassy mouth.

Grace was a brunette, with long thick brown hair that she normally wore up in a most elegant and ladylike way. Tanning easily, she always seemed dark for a southern belle which at times led to stories about her having some mixed blood way way back. At six feet (Wt: 130) she was a tall thin woman which allowed her to be gracefully thin but tall enough to intimidate a number of the shorter men in her life. An avid sports enthusiast she enjoyed running, soccer, frisbee and sailing. Her body was just perfect in her mind 36C-27-36.

Grace always looked forward to life. She had been so blessed to be born to rich parents who provided her with fine schools, a car, a good education and a taste for the finer things in life. Never did she expect this roller coaster of the "good times" would ever end.

One day at the sailing club, she had been waiting for her Fiancee Bruce who was dreadfully late. Tired of waiting she decided to go for a walk in the nearby woods.....

OCC She is ready to be ambushed ... I'll then play a following role.... as she is captured... etc...

 

[ariosto]

An unseasonable chill seemed to settle over the small woodland and suddenly she felt afraid...she felt as though her privacy had been invaded by something...something, well...unatural.
She could hear the sound of the distant ocean quite clearly and realised that the noises of the woods, of birds, of insects had ceased utterly!
She turned back, all thoughts of walking deeper into the woods forgotten. All she wanted now was escape from the cold shadows, escape to the sun spangled warmth of the marina, of the club.

She quickened her pace, sure now she heard footfalls behind her, she began to run and...

Voices...voices....she couldn't move, she couldn't see...voices...

First man:
She's a pretty one, better than the last. My Masters will be pleased....did she fight?

Second man:
No, if they were all this easy there'd be no fun in the game...
My money now....all of it.

First man:
Here, no need to count it. Take it and go.
I'll meet you next month.

The door shut.
She lay perferctly still barely breathing.

Hands touched her temples and she tried her best to scream, but then...it all went dark and quiet once again.
The next time she awoke she would no longer be on the planet Earth.



OOC...
I have not chosen a character yet and have only acted as a means of getting you to GOR.
In your post, as you awake you might indicate by your words or actions the role you'd like me to play.
I may be able to find another male player assuming the female roles are covered...looking forward to it.

Oh...I did enjoy Nomads of Gor and a few others.

 

[asspartedslut]

Grace

I come to, feeling a pain at my temples. As I struggle to move i realise I am bound and gagged. I am afraid, and wonder where on earth i am. Then I open my eyes, look up, and realise I'm not on Earth. 2 men with gladiator like costumes loomed over me, appraising me and grunting. I call to them, but they don't understand me, and one comes over, kicks me, and tightens the gag.

 

[ariosto]

OOC...confused here. Who is playing what?
Little Golden, you are not then Grace?...did I mis read the post?!

 

[little_golden]

Clarification - Meet Jennifer Green

OCC

I think asspartedslut would like to play Grace Evans which is great by me. I'll create .... Jennifer Green....


IC
Jennifer Green had just turned 19 years old the previous week and her working class parents had warned her that life on the streets was rough and she woudn't make it to 16. Well that three years ago and she was still surviving. True she had sacrifaced her body to strange money for cash. She had traded her body and cash for drugs, food and shelter. A few times she had raped, beaten and harassed. She's been chtaised by cops and preacher and gang banged by bikers. She was hard.....


Jenny is a small petite woman standing a mere 5'5, with a tiny frame and weighing 95 lbs. She of mixed racial background (Japanese/American (white) and a beautiful blend. Her measurements are 32A-22-32 and she has is stunning with short black hair. Although her breasts are small, she has a superb ass.

People who know Jenny will tell you that she is very easy going and knows when to keep her mouth shut. As a survivor she knows when to run. Her skills include being talented at giving and enjoying sexual pleasure, knife fighting, scavaging, languages (English, French, Japanese), streetwise, and dancing.

As a child she was born into a working class family. Her parents split when she was little - after her dad ran off with another woman. Her mother struggled to raise her but she was a rebellious and difficult teen. Growing up she did figure skating, music (flute) and various forms of dance (ballet, tap, jazz).

It was after 3 a.m. and Jenny was walking through a small lane on her way to crash at a friend's place. She was feeling high from smoking too much pot with some "new friends". It was a fair trade her body for a good meal, lots of booze, munchies and dope. Jenny had liberated a small bag to take with her.....

The lane was dark and she made it home to crash on the floor of the old abandoned house. No one was back yet and that spooked her......

OCC Ready to roll..... Ready to be nabbed......

 

[ariosto]

Jennifer was cold, very cold and her head was pounding...damn she'd smoked to much, passed out.
She shivered and tried to open her eyes.
Tried to....

Move....

PANIC!
Suddenly she was frighteningly alert...adrenaline rushing like a wave through her body.
She couldn't see, couldn't move....couldn't scream!

First man;
"Another one...two in two days...very unusual."

Second man;
"A real knock out ain't she. I want more for this one."

First man;
"You'll get what you always get. It's more than ample."

Second man;
"Look at that body! You ever seen a ass like that!"

That's why she was cold!...She was naked, lying on her stomach with two men standing over her. She began to squirm desperately.
What the fuck!....

First man;
Yes...beautiful. My masters will be pleased.

Second man;
"I'll be pleased with more dough!...Look..."

First man;
No you are pleased with what I gave you. In fact I gave you to much. Return it."

Second man;
Yeah...sure, your right. Way to much...here take it.

First man;
'Thank you mister Smith. I'll see you again before long."

The cascading fear in Jennifers mind was finally put mercifully to rest with the touch of the man's hands to her temples.

"Quiet, now little one," he said.
"You'll awake in a better world."

 

[little_golden]

The World of Gor ..... Tarn Ride

Jennifer Green awoke from a deep slumber slightly cold and with her leg asleep. She knew she had smoked and drank way too much the previous evening but this time her head ached and she felt as if she had fallen asleep in a landry basket.

As she tried to moved her arms and legs, she realized something was very wrong for they tied. Her large brown (partial oriental) eyes popped open and she realized that she in some type of basket tied up! Quickly she strained to looked between the woven slits of the basket to get an idea where she was.

Panic overtook her as she looked out one side and saw only open sky! Struggling in her bonds she moved to see through the other side and to her absolute disbelieve there was a giant bird like creature, being ridden by some costumed man. It seemed there was another basket tied to the great bird as well.

This is crazy she thought to herself. Thinking back she remembered two men talking to her during the night. But was that at the little pot party? Or was that at the place she crashed? Jenny had no idea it was one big fog in her brain. As she sivered in the basket she realized she was naked! This had to be a joke from her street friends.

"Okay guys - joke is over" she called out to the man on the bird.

As she spoke the bird made some type of scream - it was shrill and terriying....

"Holy shit!" whispered Jenny. looking through the slits on the baskets - she wondered if that was a second giant bird and rider she saw (tarn rider) apparoaching.

 

[little_golden]

Some Gor Info and Links

OCC

Intro to Gor..... Remarks by John Norman (author)



Some reading.... on the Gor Philosophy


I used Google.com to finds tons of websites and info on Gor. I'm amazed there is so much info. For clarification I'm just a role player, reader and very humble writer and not affiliated with any Gor Community or related website. There is some amazing Sci-Fi art work!

 

[ariosto]

The tarn rider was not new to the southern plains, though the huge bird was rare enough in itself to bring the caravan to a halt.
As it's pinions stopped beating and the dust settled the Slave Master tried quickly to assess just what he might offer the newcomer in the way of merchandise...that is of course assuming the man was in the market for slavegirls...

Jon Tanith released his ebony feathered mount to hunt, confident it would return for him the instant it was summoned and strode towards the small caravan. His long legs covering the distance quickly.
He'd spotted the heavily guarded procession from high above and knew it for what it was immediately.
If he worked fast he could turn a fine profit assuming a pretty girl was to be had.
A new one, fresh and innocent of the ways of Gor. For it was on this track that very often the girls were first brought from Urth to be sold in the open slave markets of Port Kar and Schendi. Jon however knew that such a prize was nearly worth her weight in gold in Ar or even in far Thentis. And at the moment he needed gold very badly indeed.

The slave merchants face fell as he saw the dilapidated condition of the warriors armor..perhaps this would not be a lucrative stop after all. But the man striding towards him was rangy and powerful, his weapons had the look of long and constant use.
Better be safe than sorry...he bowed low.

"Welcome to our caravan most noble warrior, I am Sala of PortKar, how may I be of service?"

Jon's cold gray eyes swept the train and spotted the woven baskets of newly arrived slaves.

"Ale. Lot's of it. My flight was a long one.
And then Sala of Port Kar, I wish to see the wenches...the new arrivals."

The jingle of gold and coppers in the bosk leather purse the warrior held out convinced the obese trader that this might be a profitable stop afterall.

 

[little_golden]

Jenny sensed the bird descending....

She was more than a little confused. Where am I, she thought. Why are we stopping? Who was the rider on the strange bird? Would she be freed from the basket? If she was freed she was ready to give her friends a piss of her mind. Locking her in a basket, tying her up and stealing her clothes - that just pissed her off. Worst of all she was feeling very thirsty and her head still ached.

From the basket Jenny saw the land approaching. At last the bird and rider seemed to land on ground. Only now did she appreciate that the complicated looking harness that the big bird wore. It was the biggest and strangest bird she had ever seen.

Desperate to see what was happening she used her nose to try to force open a gap in the weaving. Stunned, before her she could see a few of strange looking tents. What were they?

Squinting she could see a man walking around the giant bird. He was crude and rough looking - kind of barbarian looking. Next she felt her basket being unloaded. The man moved it with ease - she sensed he was strong. Jenny watched as a second basket was similiarly unloaded. Using her head Jenny rammed it upwards trying to force off the top. But pushing at the top was a useless effort. Obviosuly it was secured from the outside.

Watching she saw the rider he moved towards a group of other men - all of them strangely dressed. Something seemed odd... but she couldn't quite decide what was happening....

 

[ariosto]

"Open them Sala."
Jon pointed back at the two tightly woven baskets.
"Let's see what you have in there."

"Perhaps, you would like to see some of my other merchandise first..."
He clapped his hands and two girls wearing only slave bells capered out.
They knelt before Sala with their hands held out, palms upward.

"Twins!"
The merchant beamed.
"Wondeful dancers and accomplished..."

The Warrior held up his hand and strode right by them.
"open these now!"
He slammed the blade of a short sword against one of the baskets and Jenny pulled back just in time to avoid a broken nose.

Muttering to himself, Sala produced a key from his robes and turned the locks.
Two burly asistants began untying the leather straps that ran from top to bottom of the baskets.

Sunlight nearly blinded both girls, who'd been in darkness for several days as rough hands plucked them from the confines and set them down on the dusty ground. The constant wind of the plains felt good to both women whose jostling prisons had been sweltering.

"Beautiful aren't they! and I guarantee absolutely fresh from Urth...They've not yet seen this world...they..."

Jon was staring at the two who stood blinking in the harsh sun. One tall and rangy, the other small and petite. On Earth he knew both girls would have been considered extraordinarily lovely but here on Gor where only beauties were acceptable he wondered at their worth.
Both wore slave rags,the ta-teera, a poncho of rough cloth that hung to their upper thighs and was split up the sides.

"Strip them for me."
His words jerked both women back to reality as the two Caravan guards dutifuly tore the fabric from their bodies.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC:
Name:
Rafe of the City of Zarf, formerly Rafe the Younger until father died of natural causes

Age:
32 Earth years old

Physical Description:
5'10", 185 pounds, black hair and grey eyes, combat scars including most noticeable a scar on the right side of his face from the corner of his right eye down into his full, trimmed beard causing a constant half smile.

Occupation:
A former active member of the Assassins' Guild (An honorable profession on Gor as it done face to face in combat by challenge. Fight or submit to slavery. Slaves have no names until given one hence the person to be assassinated ceases to exist if they submit).
Rafe declined one assignment to many for the Head of the Guild in Zarf's liking, although he all accepted have been successfully carried out.
As a result and since the death of his father, Rafe has taken over the family business of slave trader and trainer. So now he pays Guild dues to two guilds the Assassin's Guild just to be able to practice his fighting and keep up with what's going on and also the Slaver's Guild for business purposes. He's a trained Tarn Rider, although not of the caliber of a Rider who's also a warrior so trained, and has taken ‘special assignments' to procure selected Free Women if the price is right and if the reason for the capture is personally acceptable to him.

Temperament:
Generally genial, but if his temper is aroused he reacts quickly and decisively. He's no stranger to dueling and combat in general and isn't reluctant to use what he was taught in the Assassin's Guild to settle ‘problems'.

Basic Character:
Rafe is fiercely loyal to Zarf and his home stone as are most Goreans.
He is a shrewd judge of character and that's what caused his declining assassination assignments. He felt those he turned down were unjust and the result of greed, seeking the death of a rival in business or politics and hence weren't within his personal code of honor.
Having grown up in the slave business he's very conversant in all of it's aspects from captures to training and sale.
"The House of Rafe" is a one of the two largest slave establishments in Zarf and very successful. The compound consists of Rafe's residence, the slave quarters with it's slave pens and training area and in the center of the yard the Auction Block.
The House is also very adept at training "barbarians" as Earth females are called. Unlike other establishments that sell them off for a tarok bit or two as field and kitchen slaves Rafe the Elder kept the first one brought to him. He worked long and hard with her, trained her, taught her the language and learned enough of hers for rudimentary instructions. This aided as he bought more and more at the cheap untrained price. Rafe the Elder eventually became able to hold simple conversations with the barbarian slaves, but not really conversant as the goal was teaching them Gorean. Rafe the Younger has a much more rudimentary ability to speak English. (Note: Anything ‘said' in English will be in italics).
Rafe habitually wears leathers in brown and black under his tunic. The tunic is blue and yellow with black piping. The blue and yellow shows he's in the Slaver's Guild or Caste and the black is, naturally, for the Assassin's Guild affiliation. He also goes no where unarmed not even in his own compound. As Rafe the Elder taught him, "You can never be to careful son and anything is better then bare hands."

Staff:
Marlene: Slave scribe who keeps all of the records and accounts for the House. Not especially attractive and a bit overweight due to genetics, but a brilliant mind.
Stormy: Slave and Head Trainer for the slaves. She was a favorite of Rafe the Elder and has remained to serve his son.
Alexi: Freed slave. Totally loyal to Rafe and the House. A sparring partner for Rafe and Chief Guard for the compound. There are also several others on staff and a full compliment of guards.

As an aside *grinning*, I'm going to read Assassin of Gor for the first time since it was published in 1970. Hope I can wade through the drivel and enjoy the ‘meat' of the story to add more information to my fading memory. *chuckling*

If this character is acceptable I'll make a post.
If so Ari what say you and I try to work out some way to handle the personal combat that may eventually occur between characters.
If Rafe passes muster I look forward to working with you as I've enjoyed your writing.

 

[ariosto]

OOC...Tal Brother!...After that intro maybe I better flesh out my character a bit!
Thanks for the kind words by the way.
Sure we can come up with a combat system no problem.
You read Assassin about the same time I did. Last year I had reason to find and review all of Norman's books I still had.
Nomads and assasins are the best I think. I never read anything past the first half dozen.

It would be very nice to see this thread grow. This is a very rich and well realised world that should attract a lot of posters of both sexes...any idea on how to publicize it more?
Little Golden, what do you think?

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC:

Tal *L*Brother.
It seems we're nearly the same age then for as you I read them as each hit paperback. I'd add the first one, "Tarnsman of Gor", to that list btw.
I thought that the lengthy description would give 'lg' something to consider in deciding if the character fit into what she wished in the storyline.
In the past I visited two Gor chatrooms and in both found it was a matter of "I swing and strike your shoulder.", "No, I parried and swung a backhanded blow and struck your off handed arm."
I gave that nonsense up when playing cowboys and indians was still politically correct. *Laughing*
Role playing on a table top with dice, etc solved the problem as the dice added that random factor. Hmmm, I wonder if lil_golden would be willing to be the 'ref' and buy a 20 sided die and to 10 sided dice to roll for combats. As this is delayed and not like a chat room we could just await her call.
She could roll and give us the number with one a critical miss and 20 a critical hit just like table top. I believe I still have my 1-100 critical hit table around. *very wicked grin* It's particularly deadly. For instance if a crit hit and 50 is rolled on my table if using a sword... it's the blow was particularly successful. The recepient falls to the ground in two pieces... 50-50. *L
It seems that this is the OOC thread for the Gor storyline so when characters have arrived and game play formally begins, perhaps prior posts could be copied and pasted to the story thread, if it's listed as "GOR, in a SRP environment, Come one and All" that would attract attention.
Your thoughts?

 

[Snork Maiden]

I would love to get involved with a RPG SRP, it something I really enjoy (I fact I just invested in Neverwinter's Nights the new Forgotten Realms.

Unfortunately my foray into attempting an RPG here failed abyssmally and consequently I was very disheartened mainly through the fact that I had spent so much time developing the adventure scenarios, plot, puzzles and dialogs for NPC's to have it fall apart because people couldn't agree to rules.

So I would advise no rules, just imagination and fair play. Take a few hits give a few hits, parry, block and thrust really in theis sort of thrtead it is just description. If you want to combat you must ultimately accept that your character could get killed - now that wouldn't be much fun would it!

I would love to join but unfortunately I know nothing of GOR and that would be a severe hindrance to me and an annoyance I suspect to hardcore GOR fans

The reason for my post is because I noticed you are now talking game mechanics and just wanted to warn you that in my opinion they don't work in this kind of forum. Much better in Chat room play or Netmeeting where everyone can share a white board and play in realtime.

good luck

Snork