Trepidation 2: Postponed until ready.

[Ultrajoe]

Just for the record, i am hoping to commence within 48 hours to ride the momentum and stop us falling flat as many RPs are wont to do.

I might go about informing all the previous Trep players, but in the meantime toss up character sheets to save yourself a spot. Revenent's is a good exaple of how to do it.

 

[Dastardos]

Spoiler: Character

Name: Malcolm Owen
Occupation: Criminal Law Lawyer
Junk in your Pockets: iPhone

And some more interesting stuff.

Reason For Going To The Airport: Going to New York for a big trial.
Backstory: Malcolm grew up in an abusive family. His family was wealthy but the parents didn't really care about any of their kids. They wouldn't spoil their kids with any luxuries and every nice thing the children bought they bought from their own money. The one thing that the family did do for their children was send them all to nice colleges. Malcolm's father was a Criminal Law Lawyer and wanted his son to follow in his footsteps. Malcolm hated the idea of it but when he finally had his first trial he realized that he was good at it and he learned to love it. Malcolm is a very optimistic person and tries to get to know people better and help with their problems. Only problem that occurs is sometimes he tries to be a control freak.
Physical Attributes: About 6'1, 152 pounds, he is an average man when it comes to strength but is a fast man from doing track in high school. Usually dresses in a suit, which he is currently wearing. Has chocolate brown, short, messy hair. He is Caucasian with tan skin.

 

[Spartan Bannana]

Spoiler: Bannana's sheet

Name: Jim Halcoy
Job: Retired(But he used to be an accountant.)
Junk(ha)in your pockets: Golf Club(Not in my pocket obviously, but you get the idea), Some luggage, including a golf bag with 30 golf balls.
Reason for travel: Traveling the world.
Backstory: Most of Jim's life was fairly boring. Fairly average at everything, except for math, and he was bullied mercilessly for it. He tried to keep his intelligence secret, until it was discovered in his senior year of high school that he won a full scholarship to a prestigious college. Those were the worst 3 months of his life. Once in college, things quieted down, people were too busy studying, working or socializing to care about bullying Jim. Once he graduated from college, he spent another twenty years of his life pushing pencils in a bank. One day, an investor came in, and he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Her name was Millie, within a few months of that day, they were married, and stayed that way for another 22 years, until she died of cancer 4 years ago. That shook Jim, and he went through a period of extreme depression, before finally deciding to use his wife's money to travel the world.
Physical Attributes: 70 years old, but in good shape for that age, about 5' 10", wearing a Hawaiian shirt because of a luggage mixup. Grey hair, intense blue eyes, caucasian with a light tan from his travels.

That good?

 

[Flying-Emu]

Spoiler: Character

Name: Emil Kristov
Job: Professional Studio Musician
Junk in pockets: Harmonica, guitar picks, loose change, wallet with $40.00 US, photo ID

Reason for Travel: Meeting in foreign country with record company.
Backstory: Trained by his father in blues music stylings from a young age, Emil emigrated from Russia to the United States at 23 to attend college. After graduating, he opened a small business performing in-studio for pop-singers, rappers and the general what-have-you of the music industry.

Spending time improving his musical talents left little leisure time for exercise or socializing. Currently at the age of 29, Emil is fairly out of shape, although not incapable of physical activity, though he certainly doesn't enjoy it. What little leisure time he accumulated was expended on studying American culture and Zoology.

Physical Description: Standing at a modest height of 5'7", Emil is a fairly non-descript man. Light blonde, crew-cut hair with a (in his mind) stylish goatee outline his otherwise forgettable features.

Wearing a pair of blue denim jean-shorts and a solid black, close-fitting T-shirt.

How's that? Also, I'm glad this thing is working out.

 

[Ultrajoe]

All fine, better than i expected in fact.

Ideally we would have 14-16 going into proceedings, but i have no problem with 10-12, as subsequent rounds could then pick up more players as they go. It will be interesting to see what 10 people can do, as i had planned to kill infrequently and require brains and teamwork to escape Hollow Pine. With 10 people the amount of clues stumbled upon will be smaller, but then again there are fewer people to organise and protect.

Without giving much away, a small number is not a problem. It just makes things... interesting. Mistakes may be deadly, and with fewer people the room for mistakes is smaller and smaller...

Like i said, interesting. I'll give it another day for people to see the thread and then i'll chase up players of the last Trep. I'll do a final rules post with the updated rule-set and we can get straight into it. I hope to kill OOC in it's tracks by aiming for a 2-week play-time maximum, either by death or victory.

Anyone who can draw a map for me and is willing to do so should PM me. I was just going to raid Google earth for a map but there are a few details that need to be included. I would do it myself, but Macs do not come with MS paint.

 

[Fightgarr]

Spoiler: Fightgarr's character?

Name: Iven Gorbachov
Occupation: Retired
Junk in Pockets: 18th century pocketwatch from his father, paper clips, wallet containing photographs the equivalent of about 12 USD and photo ID, crumpled up tissue.

Reason for going to the airport: Iven's brother died recently over in Albania, Iven needs to go back to his home country for his brother's funeral.
Backstory: Gorbachov grew up in Albania, living there a good deal of his life. He became a columnist for an Albanian newpaper during the Vietnam war. Whilst visiting the U.S. on a business related venture, he met who would later become his wife. (now at this point is when I'm assuming the RP takes place in the U.S., but if that isn't the case replace all instances where I say U.S. with the country this takes place in) He moved to the U.S. to marry her but couldn't secure a decent writing job because of his inferior grasp on the English language (despite being fairly fluent) and thus worked as a janitor most of his life. His wife died 10 years ago in a car accident.

Physical Description: A short greying man of 70-some, Gorbachov stands with a crow-like hunch and walks with a stout wooden cane. His eyes are enlarged by thick, round spectacles making him look constantly nervous. He has a finely groomed moustache and wears green slacks and suspenders though most of it is concealed by a long brown overcoat. His balding head is also covered by an molding fedora.

EDIT: I read Banana's character after writing this sheet up, so if its too similar tell me and I'll write up another.

 

[Ultrajoe]

All checks out for you two. I am thinking i will chase up new players from the old thread so we may begin late tonight or tommorow.

We shall see.

I'm planning to take joyful pleasure in breaking her sanity *rubs hands together and grins maniacally*

Leave this to the professionals.

 

[rogueshadows]

ok. i posted my character for this in the other thread, let me go find it...

Spoiler: josh dent

User Name: Rogueshadows

Character Name: Joshua Dent

Background: Joshua grew up pretty much normally, but early in his childhood he was exposed to Kung Fu movies. After years of fantasizing, on his 16th birthday his father found the nearest Karate dojo, and Josh hasn't looked back. Having now trained for almost 2 years (<important, this gives his skill level) he really enjoys himself, though he concentrates on showmanship and routines, having an anger problem that makes sparring difficult (or rather, makes controlling himself while sparring difficult). So he doesn't fight much, and concentrates on doing triple-jumping-spinning-crescent kicks instead. He is slightly tall for his age, and slight, both of which are helpful in pulling off the acrobatics in his routines. He is fit, (training twice a week for a year or two will do that to a teenager), but not bulky, he has the typical martial artist physique. He has fair skin, blond hair and blue eyes, and usually wears baggy jeans and a sombre T-shirt (whichever one was on top in his drawer).

Reason for being in location: Josh has recently won a number of local tournaments in weapons, showmanship and form categories, so he's off to try his luck at the International Sport Karate Association World Cup in Sydney. Plus, you know, he hears there's some cute babes down under.

Equipment: Bottle of water, Showmanship Kamas. (Kamas are an Asian farming tool used in some martial arts. In this case, though, these are designed as showy shiny things - for looking good while doing routines at a tournament. They are not sharp, and will probably break when used to hit anything stronger than a cardboard box. A thin cardboard box. These ones are black handled with orange stripes and silver-coloured blades.)

and now i'll reformat it to fit Ultrajoe's post:

Spoiler: josh dent

Name: Joshua Anthony Dent
Occupation: high school student
Junk in your Pockets: Bottle of water, Showmanship Kamas. (Kamas are an Asian farming tool used in some martial arts. In this case, though, these are designed as showy shiny things - for looking good while doing routines at a tournament. They are not sharp, and will probably break when used to hit anything stronger than a cardboard box. A thin cardboard box. These ones are black handled with orange stripes and silver-coloured blades.)]

Reason For Going To The Airport: Josh has recently won a number of local tournaments in weapons, showmanship and form categories, so he's off to try his luck at the International Sport Karate Association World Cup in Sydney. Plus, you know, he hears there's some cute babes down under.

Backstory: Joshua grew up pretty much normally, but early in his childhood he was exposed to [the horrendous radiation of] Kung Fu movies. After years of fantasizing, on his 16th birthday his father found the nearest Karate dojo, and Josh hasn't looked back. Having now trained for almost 2 years (<important, this gives his skill level) he really enjoys himself, though he concentrates on showmanship and routines, having an anger problem that makes sparring difficult (or rather, makes controlling himself while sparring difficult). So he doesn't fight much, and concentrates on doing triple-jumping-spinning-crescent kicks instead.

Physical Attributes: he is slightly tall for his age, and slight, both of which are helpful in pulling off the acrobatics in his routines. He is fit, (training twice a week for a year or two will do that to a teenager), but not bulky, he has the typical martial artist physique. He has fair skin, blond hair and blue eyes, and usually wears baggy jeans and a sombre T-shirt (whichever one was on top in his drawer).

 

[Ultrajoe]

7 people is a good start for 2 days of recruiting. I'd like to pick up 3 more at least today and then let a few stragglers tag along as the action will still be heating up.

So by all means, tell your friends and relatives, if they can write a half-decent character then they can play trep.

If they can't, then they can play it briefly. We do need monster fodder, after all.

 

[Spartan Bannana]

Spoiler: Fightgarr's character?

Name: Iven Gorbachov
Occupation: Retired
Junk in Pockets: 18th century pocketwatch from his father, paper clips, wallet containing photographs the equivalent of about 12 USD and photo ID, crumpled up tissue.

Reason for going to the airport: Iven's brother died recently over in Albania, Iven needs to go back to his home country for his brother's funeral.
Backstory: Gorbachov grew up in Albania, living there a good deal of his life. He became a columnist for an Albanian newpaper during the Vietnam war. Whilst visiting the U.S. on a business related venture, he met who would later become his wife. (now at this point is when I'm assuming the RP takes place in the U.S., but if that isn't the case replace all instances where I say U.S. with the country this takes place in) He moved to the U.S. to marry her but couldn't secure a decent writing job because of his inferior grasp on the English language (despite being fairly fluent) and thus worked as a janitor most of his life. His wife died 10 years ago in a car accident.

Physical Description: A short greying man of 70-some, Gorbachov stands with a crow-like hunch and walks with a stout wooden cane. His eyes are enlarged by thick, round spectacles making him look constantly nervous. He has a finely groomed moustache and wears green slacks and suspenders though most of it is concealed by a long brown overcoat. His balding head is also covered by an molding fedora.

EDIT: I read Banana's character after writing this sheet up, so if its too similar tell me and I'll write up another.

That is a BIT like mine. But I'm ok with it, so It's UltraJoe's call on this one.

 

[vid20]

<spoiler=Vid20 presents>
Name: Thomas Isacc
Occupation: assistant CEO of risk assessment firm.
Junk in your Pockets: His blackberry, he can?t live without it. Also his wallet with his credit cards and ID. Because he was going to pick up an arrival, not leave as a departure he has no other such luggage.
Reason For Going To The Airport: Going to collect a potential investor from a foreign country. His car broke down just the day before needing to go and pick him up and unfortunately Thomas was unable to organize a spare car; probably the first event in his life that hasn?t gone to plan.
Backstory: Thomas felt doomed to be responsible from birth. There was no other way to put it then that; it was as if the very semantics of his name had guaranteed that he would eventually end up working a desk job. Don?t get the kid wrong, he tried to deviate from this path that seemed unavoidable from his birth. But no matter what he tried, no matter how bad he attempted to be in college, no matter how many misadventures he engaged in; the future seemed set in stone. And so after finishing up his accounting course he was offered a job with a small risk assessment firm. Since the day he was born he knew he would end up working there, most likely because the business was owned by his father. And unfortunately for Thomas; it seems he?s doomed to follow in his fathers footsteps and inherit the family legacy.
Physical Attributes: Average height, and average build. He watches what he eats and exercises regularly, lots of running; he says it helps him keep his blood pressure low. He has short neat brown hair, and rather unimpressive hazel eyes.

 

[Higurashi]

Hope that's okay, let me know if there's anything wrong with her. If you're wondering why she's so cheerful, I'm planning to take joyful pleasure in breaking her sanity *rubs hands together and grins maniacally*

Ah, so that's why you enjoy role-playing these kinds of RP's. You're a sadist. I wondered where the fetish came from.

 

[Spartan Bannana]

His blueberry,

Is that a spoof of the Blackberry? Or does your char actually carry around a blueberry?

 

[Higurashi]

Hrm... I suppose I am a sadist, but... insane characters are just so much more interesting!

Anyway, this is only the third RP (the other two being Zombie Apoc and Desperation) I've ever played so I wouldn't make any assumptions about anything quite so soon.[/spoiler]

<spoiler=Heh>Call them observations. One can find out a lot about a person's ways of RP'ing from observing only one RP really, three making more than enough of a basis. Well, we all have our style. And yeah, insane characters can be quite interesting to RP. I'm just slightly perturbed they're always female. x)
Hrm, maybe we should stop this off-topic talk now.

 

[Ultrajoe]

Hmm, still short a few players.

As much as i hate to break Ultraplans, we really do need 10 at least.

Another day of recruiting, then i shall have to import friends from outside the escapist to play. That will make me sad, as it means they know all of my Ultraguily pleasures.

 

[Flying-Emu]

Shall I spam my friends list...?

 

[peachy_keen]

<spoiler=Character>
Name: Reginald "Reggie" Deckers
Occupation: A recently fired high school baseball coach. He was never really talented at coaching as much as yelling his players into submission. This eventually lead to a group of unhappy mothers that forced the hand of the principle to get him kicked out. Reggie isn't really sure what else he could do, especially in this economy, so he decided to go live with his dying father and hopefully get some money out of the will for it.
Junk in your Pockets: A nearly empty wallet and a crumpled up flyer for a Chinese restaurant.

And some more interesting stuff.

Reason For Going To The Airport: He's going to go live with his father in New York.
Backstory: Reggie was born into a middle-class family in New York and was the eldest of two siblings. He was easily the favorite, instantly excelling in baseball and did very well for himself all through High School. His arrogance began to overshadow his natural skill and as he began to slack off and party more than practice, he started to lose scholarships and respect. Soon, he could barely hit a ball much less make it out to the field, which quickly destroyed any chance at becoming a major league player. Unfortunately, Reggie didn't know much else besides baseball, so he moved out of the city and coached in a small town, hoping to erase his legacy. Unfortunately, his built up anger and inability to succeed ruined his chances at even blending into the grain and he was forced with moving back to be with the father he had let down years ago.

Physical Attributes: Early thirties. He's handsome, but so worn from failure and booze that sometimes it's difficult to believe he was ever a star player in his high school. He comes across as someone who won't take big things seriously, but will snap at any little wrong doing.

 

[Dastardos]

So when do we begin?

 

[Fightgarr]

Need more people still?

 

[Flying-Emu]

Spoiler: OOC:

Yeah, we still need people I believe.

Also, Joe, I'll have the rough of the map for you this weekend. Sorry for the delay.