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 Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 9:27 pm
  Insanity is something that lives in everyone, whether one admits it or not. There are others, however, that embrace it, most of whom have a clear disability. However, those that live in the truth are often the most gifted in this endeavor. When the curse erupted and fed on minds near them, they and those around them were drawn to acts not normally fitting their character. The curse is a profound thing, what it does and does not do is different for all who contract it. The one similarity is in death. When one of the curse dies, it is transferred to who is directly responsible for the death. If it is suicide, the person does not die and the curse remains. To those who do not have a disability of any kind the curse merely makes them immortal until someone kills them, however, those that know of it believe that it does more, thus, those who contract the curse or have a disability that fits it are captured and tested by different corporations that wish to unveil and use its true power to their advantage. The two main corporations competing in this research are " The Agency" and " The Cooperative." The Agency is the biggest threat, they mercilessly kills families, tortures their subjects, and then leaves their minds with nothing but rot and endless terror. The Cooperative may seem as a better one of the two, however, kindness is the best weapon, they use their words to snare in those that are looking for a nice helpful hand, and then do just as The Agency. The corporations will stop at nothing until they figure out how to harness the curse as their own, for their own evil purposes. Most that know of them are too fearful to stop them, others try but only fail as they are pitted as insane and sent to psychiatric wards where they are put under "house arrest" with The Cooperative, and still more know nothing of them. Most of the cursed ones find out too soon yet too late. To those that barely survive, that is all their goal is: Survival. Eventually, they must stand up, one way or another. But with all the world's eyes turned against them, branding them as mentally unsound, how must they go about this? Even those that meet each other find it better to be on their own. It makes them less likely to be caught. Thus, more keep dying as the Corporations get closer, and, once the power is unlocked as their own, how can anyone stand up to them?
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 1:27 pm
 Bad GuysThe Agency  The Agency is full of people that crawl around in black suits, it is easy to know who they are and who to avoid due to this.The Cooperative  The cooperative always looks different, they are usually upbeat and friendly. It is really hard to spot who they are so those with the curse must be cautious about all.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 7:42 pm
Guidelines+This RP is Semi-Lit, no less than three sentences please. +You may request a time skip at any time, just go OOC to do it on the bottom of your post please. +No god modding +I will pick the way that the curse affects you based on your disorder. No one may have the same two disorders unless I approve it or you have a good idea. You may put your idea at the bottom when you PM me your skeleton. +Respect all other RPers. +You may not join this RP unless I say yes so don't even look at a skeleton before PMing me and asking. +Regular humans know nothing of the curse. You may make a profile to be in either evil corporation but DO NOT SPECIFY your allegiance to them. I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO KNOW AND NEITHER DO YOU UNTIL YOU ROPE SOMEONE IN. I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO MAKE MORE RULES
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 7:55 pm
Skeletons[color=(posting color)]My name is (name) and I am a (male/female). I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually have (nothing wrong with me/disability), (but/so) I am not like any other person. I have been this way for (age) years. My current occupation is (work?)
(background)
(if you have a disability, if not then erase)I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I (do/do not) have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me but know (a lot/nothing) about either of them.[/color]
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 7:57 pm
Cursed/Disabilities
+ Marim +
My name is Marim and I am a female. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually have Dementia, so I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 22 years. My current occupation is working at a law firm, though it is sometimes hard to keep up with my tasks.
I have heard rumors about the curse as it now stands, I have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me and I know a lot about of them., I have been hiding myself from them for years.My name is Kou and I am a female. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually have acute insomnia, to the point that i cannot sleep, my mind plays terrible tricks on me, and sometimes i completely lose it.... but I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 23 years. I work odd jobs, depending on what people need....I am pretty skilled in a lot of odd things, only because i can't sleep so i study odd things.
I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I don't have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me but know nothing about either of them. The name's is Concord and Imma a guy. I might look ordinary to you freaks but I'm not. Doctor says I got me a dissociative identity disorder, so I'm not one of you. I been suffering from this strange issue for 20 long years now. I have not the slightest clue what is wrong with me. Currently I work as an engineer. I work at the lumber mill, where I can get my hands workin'.I have heard many superstitions about the curse, however, as it now stands, I suspect I might have I got the curse on me! I've also heard alotta rumors talkin' bout suspicious, organized types that some people seem to be out to hurt me and others who share my mysterious condition. However, I know no solid facts about I wrote the book on these douchebags! If you'll excuse me, I have much to do right now. My name is Lamont Oliver and I am rather obviously a man. I may look normal but must assure you that I am anything but. I actually have quite the issue with smoking, but I guess that my severe paranoia is what you were really asking about, but I'll have you know that I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 26 years. My current occupation is bar tending. It's not the most glamorous of jobs, but it pays the bills.
I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me but know a fair amount about either of them.My name is Ebony and I am a female, or so ive been told. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually have Mania, so I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 19 years give or take. My current occupation is A free lance artest if you will. Due to my Case of Mania, I have seen many a therapist all of whom I’ve some how managed to frighten away. I’ve been put on countless pills to stop my anger, or Illusions of what ever the case at the time might be but it seams nothing helps. As though my mind is a Pandora box of insanity. How ever from this brings good things or so i am told. You see a simple perk brought form this insanity is art. True it often can be horrific but its made the covers of some rather vivid and spine chilling novels. Though I cant stand to read them due to the .... well lets just say it triggers a few unwelcome guests in my mind shall we? In assperations of escaping some of the more... prudentant black outs I both hardly ever leave my home and more often then not, carry round a small little black sketch book and pencil to force the madness from mind to paper rather then from mind to sight and other such senses. I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I (do/do not) have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me but know nothing about either of them, nor could i care less.  My name is Crispin and I am a male. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually am a vampire wink , so I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 500 years. My current occupation is touring the nightclubs of the city.
I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I do not have it, I'm a vampire, I am not cursed. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me and know a lot about both of them, but I really don't care. My name is Demitri Pereklovi and I am a male. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually am autistic, so I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 19 years. My current occupation is spying for a small local gang. I have always been part of the background throughout my life. No one seems to notices me. Around the age of fifteen, I stumbled upon the hangout of the Skizomar Gang, and their leader, Mark took me in. Since then I have done all things subterfuge for them. I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I do have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me but know nothing about either of them. Her name is Luluccia and she is a woman. She may look normal but she is anything but. She actually is an opheliac (abnormal obsession over a person), but she am not like any other person. She have been this way for 22 years. She is currently a full time student.
Luluccia never had too much going on at any point in her life. She can't remember the events of her life before age fourteen due to suppressed traumatic experiences that left her speaking in the third person ever since, if only to forget that she is me.
She has heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, she does not have it. She has also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm her and those like her but she knows hardly anything about them.
My name is Alistar and I am a male. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually have narcissistic personality disorder, so I am not like any other person, i'm better! I have been this way for 24 years. My current occupation is teaching World History.
I have heard rumors about the curse, however, as it now stands, I do have it. I have also heard rumors concerning groups of people trying to harm me and those like me but know a lot about either of them, and I've had to lay low for years because of it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 7:58 pm
Normal Humans
Serra
My name is Serra and I am a female. I may look normal but I am anything but. I actually have nothing wrong with me, but I am not like any other person. I have been this way for 19 years. My current occupation is working as a private karate teacher. I am an expert on the subject and have been teaching it for around 6 years.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:07 pm
Powers of the Curse
characters powers will be listed below
NOTE: EVERYONE CAN RECIEVE MORE ABILITIES AS THE RP PROGRESSES.
Marim: While Marim's curse is active, or when she is in danger, a shadow creature comes to her side and attack any who wish to harm her, they will them attack anyone else near her no matter what she pleas.
Kou: Kou unknowingly transfers her sleepiness to another, who, once they fall asleep, have vivid nightmares.
Concord: Concord can project his image over medium distances, and his physics over short distances. He strains more depending on length, and whether or not he's giving his illusory copy any physical being. Too much strain results in a personality switch, and occasionally the false image will become the other Concord.
Lamont:
Crispin: Crispin gains extra strength, speak, and sight when he is near any open wounds and gets an extra bonus if he actually consumes blood. When the curse is activated, if he consumes a pint or more of blood he can heal for 50% of his wounds for every amount of blood consumed and gains extra defense. He can't go out in the day.
Demitri: Can turn invisible.
Luluccia: Causes others to have amnesia.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 9:35 pm
Monday November 22, 20XX
6 AM
It is extremely cold when you awake, if you awake near this time. It had rained slightly in the night but it is no longer. The sky is still dramatically dark and there is almost no sound. The only disturbance is the street light changing and the occasional car going by.
12 PM
The sun has peaked although it is still cold and extremely windy. Clouds cross the sky fairly fast for clouds and you can notice darker, thicker ones in the distance. It will rain tonight once more, but for now the sun is out which makes the city more alive than usual. People are more out and about on their work day, walking to lunch, stopping at different coffee shops. Thanksgiving is coming soon so you see the occasional relative come by, awaiting the time to go seetheir family.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 11:00 pm
Looking through the shadows. . .
 Ω Ӎɐяɩɱ - Ӎɐяɩ Ω I pushed my hair back behind my ear, focusing on the newest client. This was not my first case, but it was most definitely one that I had to take seriously. I was less fearful of my opponent than I was the corporation that wished me harm, but that didn't mean that I could let my guard down. My attention was poised very well on the documents and the writing and process of what my argument against the juror was going to be, which was good. I could not let my mind wander, especially not at my work. I don't think anyone knew I was insane, but I knew that I was. I thought it was quite obvious. The know I am weird, in the very least, the way they half way avoid my stares, how they gossip slightly behind my back. It is no trivial thing. I find it more humorous than anything, personally. I guess that most of their anxiety toward me comes from my position, I am a higher rank than most of them, but I know they they aren't stupid. Their instincts have to be telling them something. I heard a knock on the seal of my door. " Lunch time" My secretary chimed in. " You were going out today?" She asked as I nodded and stood, grabbing my papers and not letting them leave my sight. Focus I thought as I flicked off my lights and pushed passed her as I continued to read. I had left the firm a dozen times like this, face in my notes, so I knew the way well and had gotten very good at not bumping into anyone. I knew that I would not be back to the firm until morning, because already my mind had begun to wander as I opened the twirling glass doors to the fresh breeze outside.
. . .I see nothing more than monsters.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 11:31 pm
The sun rises as it usually does. Another night without sleep, well of course, I rarely get those... I had gone to the library yesterday as I do every day before i get home, and picked out 10 random books. I read all 10 but only found one particularly interesting. "The Complete Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook". The rest of the books I read lays in a pile on my desk. I set down the book, finishing up the last pages, and sigh. My gaze turns toward my window, the bright light of the sun filtering through my blinds. I decide its probably a good idea to open them, get some light in here. I stand up from my bed, stretching. My joints pop from being in the same position for too long. "Later today I have a repair job....and that is all for today, then I can get to the library before it closes." Of course I'm only talking to myself, who else is there to talk to....except for that thing with fangs...and....claws...and its...coming right for me! I dive out of the way as my hallucination dissipates.....Gets my every time.....I hate sleep deprivation....I sigh and draw the blinds up, the room becomes drowned in the sunlight. At least the sun usually scares away the bad hallucinations. "Maybe I should go shopping, my food supply is a bit low from my snacking last night..." Again speaking to myself. I gather my backpack, packing the books inside of it, grabbing my wallet from the counter and out the door I go~
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 11:50 am
Looking through the shadows. . .
Ω Ӎɐяɩɱ - Ӎɐяɩ Ω As I get my usual at the coffee shop down the street I run out of the things to read. I then start humming music, saying each word in my head with some random songs, but those help no less. As I hum and walk down the city streets, my mind starts to wander. I have to make it back to my house before it starts, I know that, but I can't help hearing the whispering. At first it us nothing more than a low buzz, and then it becomes more and more audible. " De kommer til deg liten en." I hear as I walk a little faster through the streets, Focus on my coffee. I think. The taste, the smell, anything. The sidewalk starts to spin under my feet and I smell a metallic smell in the air. A small booming begins in the background, somewhere near yet far. I start to breath heavy, fear pressing me into the corner of my mind. " De kommer til deg liten en." The whispering repeats, louder. The sky is black, though it was blue a moment ago, and the moon is full. The street lights are down and large vines spiral up the sides of the building. I am alone. No one is near to me. The people have all gone and I am alone. I shiver as I continue. Must make it home Suddenly there is a sting on my empty hand and I drop something, but whatever it was never hits the ground. There is no wind, but I feel as though a cold gust brushes my face. I hear the boom again, closer now. " De kommer til deg liten en." The whisper is now not a whisper, I turn in the direction it comes from but it echos all around me. It sounds condemning, evil, almost, like some malicious demon in the night. The boom sounds closer, louder, I begin to run away in fear as the city gets darker. The moon is darkening, as if it will be no more. I run down an alley, someone is near me but I cannot see who, I reach a dead end and sink down to my knees, I cannot breath. The pressure in my chest in unbearable, and I can only bring in short, tight squeezes of air. I must keep moving. I use the wall to stand and push myself forward, running out of the ally. " De kommer til deg liten en." The words are audible, I hear them in my ear as I run further ahead. The boom sounds louder and louder with every step that I take until that is all I can hear, the smell of blood is in my nose as the moon becomes a dark eye watching me in my final moments of panic. " De kommer til deg liten en. Nå er de her." The voice screams in my ear as the light returns to the city, the sky is blue again, an I have run directly into a girl around my age who looks extremely sleep deprived. I sink to the ground " I. . .I am sorry." I stutter and shiver as I sink to the ground, nasua washes over me and tears leak down my face as I splutter and try to get a handle on myself. They're here. . . They're here. . . They're here. . ." The whisper repeats again and again in my head.
. . .I see nothing more than monsters.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 12:28 pm
I'm slightly startled by the girl who bumped into me, mostly because of how frightened she looked. She was crying, and loos like shes almost going to be sick. This usually isn't normal, well of course not, people aren't just randomly afraid. I decide to find out whats wrong with this girl. I kneel down so my face is level with hers, I reach my hand slowly to grasp her shoulder gently, and in a curious and comforting voice I ask her. "Are you alright?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 5:57 pm
OOC Why is everyone posting in first person? I hate first person.
There. That's what I'm after. Concord ran off at a sprint to achieve his destination, before his opportunity closed or his luck turned. I'm almost there, and it looks like this time I can finaWhat am I doing here? How does this keep happening to me? Carefully, Concord observed his location. He appeared to be on one of the streets in the city that he was less familiar with; and sensed directions to be appropriate. He searched out for a more kind looking person among these busy people, and he saw a girl on the ground, crying. Concord wondered who the girl was, and if she was important. He felt he should meet her. He tucked his shirt in, wondering why it was half-out again, and strutted forth to make a good first impression. He walked with a straight, relaxed posture and calm aura. He did still stick out as a dork in the crowd, slightly. He approached the girl and her friend, and asked "Miss? Is something wrong?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 1:13 am
Looking through the shadows. . .
Ω Ӎɐяɩɱ - Ӎɐяɩ Ω " They're coming. . ." I murmur silently, and stand myself up. I am shaky, and feel like I am going to vomit at any moment. The ground begins to spin again as I fall to my knees once more. My hand is red and burnt from spilling extremely hot coffee over it. I wipe my tears and breath in deep breaths. A mosquito buzzes passed my ears as the unintelligible whispers begin again, the sky starts to change--" NO!" I yell loudly and dig my fingernails into my hand. I quickly stand, pushing passed my nausea and avoiding the two near me. I need to get home before it starts again. I think frantically as I step forward quickly. Just as I take my second step forward my guts begin to spill all over the pavement.
. . .I see nothing more than monsters. OOC: I felt like it xP The book is in first person so I wanted to RP in first person. You don't have to if you don't want to though heart
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 12:16 pm
"Hey, woah woah woah, easy there, take it easy..."
I take a step toward the girl who looks like she is going to be sick, i look around to see what had scared her this bad but still i see nothing. I have conflicting actions at this point, i can either grab the girl and try to calm her down or just stay close and hope everything goes alright. I decide the former of the two. I walk up to the girl and gently place my hands on her arms, stabilizing her.
"Relax....if you tell me whats wrong I may be able to help you...."
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