((NOTE: there really is no particular reason this is called Epitaph. I just really like the word razz and I sorta thought it fit...kinda ))
Stuntmen, Dare Devils, and many more. You’ve all seen these people at one time or another, isn’t it weird how they seem to cheat death? Is it possible that they are able to avoid it because they can see it? In fact, that’s exactly the reason.
These people have the ability to see death because they have met death. During at least one of their dangerous outings, they’ve become horribly injured enough to see what many people describe as the ‘White Light’ and meet up with the dark, hooded figure known as Death. Just as they were about to be lead to the afterlife, by some miracle, they were brought back.
Because of their little run-in with Death, every time they attempt a dangerous act, they can see death’s minions and avoid their attempts to bring them down. Though, after being avoided so many times, Death has grown tired of the chase and is becoming more determined and violent in their attempts to take the living back and the close calls these people have are coming closer and closer.
Armed only with their ability to see Death’s Minions and the small weapons they carry, will they be able to escape Death’s call much longer? Will they be taken to their rightful place in the afterlife, or will they find a way to kill Death itself?
Rules:
1.) The character of Death is playable by all
2.) Relationships can happen
3.) You can have two characters, just make sure you can keep up with ‘em both
4.) No going off on your own
5.) I rule
6.) Again, this is a SERIOUS RP so that means no '*kicks him in the head*' stuff
7.) No one lining, try to at least write a paragraph if you can
8.) To get your profile pic, go here so we all look somewhat alike
9.) To prove to me that you've read the rules i want you to put "All Hail Apoc" at the end of your post
Profile:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Job: what dangerous thing you do
Weapon: Guns or knives, nothing too out there
Personality:
Background: what made you do what you do, what accident caused your run-in with Death etc. etc. doesn’t have to be exactly realistic (be creative, put some effort into it)
Appearance:
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Name: Daevin Adams
Age: 26
Gender: male
Job: Motorcycle stuntman
Weapon: various guns.
Personality: he’s reckless and has a bit of a temper, but that temper rarely shows. Because he does what he does, people think he’s a bit of an attention hog, but he’s not, he does what he does because he loves it. In fact, he kind hates being the center of attention and he distances himself from others as much as he can, even around friends he’s quiet. But he’s caring and protective of others.
Background: ever since he was six years old, he’s been fascinated by people who do incredibly large jumps over insane things like helicopters and live to tell about it. At about eight, he finally got his father to get him a stunt bike and over three years, he was a legend at his local skate park. But, soon, stunt bikes and skate parks weren’t enough, and at twelve, he got into motocross.
Now, this was his kind of sport, the speed, the jumps, the adrenaline rush he got from taking turns to sharp, it was exactly what he wanted. But, again, it soon wasn’t enough when he turned nineteen the first thing he bought when he was in college was a motorcycle. On several different occasions, his friends would dare him to do outrageous jump; first, a friends car, then he moved up to RV’s, abandoned train cars, parked tractor trailers, you name it, he’d jump it.
One time though, the dare got too dangerous, he was dared to ramp over an oncoming train. It would have gone smoothly if not for one small thing, his jump was just a little off and, just as he almost made it, the train hit his back tire. He was thrown away from the train and pinned between a brick wall and his motorcycle.
The doctors didn’t think he would make it, who would? But, just as he was about to take Death’s hand, he was brought back to the realm of the living by one of those medical miracles that no one can explain. Against doctors orders, he got right back on his cycle and continued his jumps like nothing ever happened. Though something seemed out of place this time around, every time he nearly made another mistake, he saw a small, black creature grinning maniacally at him. Frightened, he straightened his form and, as he landed, the creature frowned and disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
This creature has appeared several times, each time it’s attempt to get closer and harm Deavin became more violent and forceful. It’s becoming harder and harder to avoid this creature, even standing on a street corner calls it to his side. Each time, it’s insane grin grows bore insane and it’s pursuit nearly sends him into death’ gin. He’s searching for a way to destroy this creature and it’s master, no matter how impossible that may be.
Appearance:
Deavin
