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May, 2010... Fantasy became reality. Worlds overlay for the briefest moment. Outworlders became stranded on earth as more than half the human populace vanished. Our World, our universe, was transformed.

Fiction is now reality. Humans and those now bound to this world will either learn to coexist, or battle for supremecy.

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Moses Black

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About Moses Black

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  • GENDER
    Male
  • PLAY-BY
    Vermine Venom
  • AGE
    25
  • SEXUAL ORIENTATION
    Heterosexual
  • RACE
    Metahumans
  • JOB
    Correction Officer
  • LOCATION
    New York, New York
  • FACTION
    Factionless
  • SOCIAL AFFILIATIONS/RELATIONSHIPS
    New York Department of Corrections

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  • Typist's Interests
    Writting, Drawing, and Reading
  • Typist's Role Play History
    If first started role playing as a boy with toys. I later moved to write on a fire emblem forum and then I moved to a Lord of The Rings forum. It was then that I found this place and decided to give a original idea Rp a chance.
  • Role Play Sample
    "Something is not right", spoke Moses as his tong flicked the air. There was something off today. One of the prisoners was not showing any signs of heat, but his body was still in the cell. The first thought that crossed Moses mind was that the man had committed suicide, but the fact that he had not picked up on the smell of human waste disagreed with that statement. People always released there bowels when they die. That was a fact, well a fact that Moses believed in.

    "Hey where is prisoner number eight", asked a fellow guardsmen as he stared at the prison cell. The man was gone, at least from view that is.

    "Did he escape", ask another as they began to walk up to the cell.

    "Hold on a second", spoke Moses as his long body slithered across the floor. It was true that the man was not visible, nor was there a heat signature in the cell, but Moses could still smell him. It was not the smell of human waste, but that of sweat and of ...

    "He is afraid", spoke Moses as his eyes stared at the cell. "Prisoner 8 must be a alter. He probably has some kind of power to turn himself invisible or something."

    "Your sure about that, his file ..."

    ""I can smell the sweat running down his throat. He is alive and inside of the cell. Leave him there till ..."

    "You snake bitch", roared the man as he suddenly came into view. With all the strength in his arm he tossed a makeshift knife, carved from a piece of wood. The wooden blade cut though the air like arrow, but stopped short once it slammed into the sturdy force of a rito shield.

    "Calm down 8", spoke a smug guardsmen as he held the shield between the man and there new favorite guardsmen.
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  1. Moses Black

    Day in the Park

    Friday, April 6, 2021 Time : Noon "Man what a day", spoke Moses to himself as he stretched his body out. His long slender arms extended out toward the heavens as his chest shot up toward the sky. The rest of his body leaned back to give him some balance and support his weight. With his head now twelve feet off the ground Moses had a good view of the park. It was calm, peaceful, and filled with warming sun light. Ever since his transformation into a Lamia Moses has always enjoyed the sun light. He was not cold blooded like many snakes, but the warm feeling of the sun on his scales gave him a sense of joy he lacked when he was still a normal man. So many things had changed since he transformed. There were so many things he had lost. "Enough of that', spoke Moses aloud as he cleared the thoughts from his mind. Now was not the time to be thinking about that. He did that enough all the time. Now as the time to enjoy the park, take in the sun, and feel alive once more. The city was completely different from the south. In his old hometown there were trees everywhere. Compared to New York it was practically a forest. Here in the big apple though, well it was a bleak landscape of concert and yellow taxi cabs, except here. In this one little area the world was renewed. Grass spread all around and tress bloomed like spring. It was Moses one place of sanctity in this city. The one place that felt close to home. Central park, the big green of New York. "Alright lets get some exercise in", he spoke to himself as his body returned to its normal standings position. He then began to slither across the ground at elevated speeds. Viewing the world form this angle was frustrating and weird when he first started, but now, well now it was just another thing. He wondered if it was the same for the other meta-humans who lived in the city. Maybe not the same exact experience. A centaur did not have to look at the world from the ground, or slide on its belly, but the normalcy they had experience had also been shattered. As Moses glided across the grass his mind was filled with various sensations. However the Lamia was simply ignoring them. He did not care that a dog was urinating under a tree, or that the women staring at him from a nearby bench was deadly afraid. He did not care that the businessman walking by was three degrees lower than everyone else, nor did he care that the women in the bathroom was burning up from disease. Today was not they day his sensations would get the better of him, but the day he let the world simply bleed into a uniform grey. it was his day at the park, and the sun was radiating a glorious hue. "I wonder if I can buy a waffle come", spoke Moses to himself as his nose picked up on the smell. His tong flicked out his mouth and confirmed the sensation.

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    MODERN FANTASY COLLABORATIVE WRITING RP CATERING TO OLDER PLAYERS (25+) WITH A SLOWER, MORE RELAXED PACE. IN 2010, THE WORLD DRASTICALLY & PERMANENTLY CHANGED BY WHAT BECAME KNOWN AS THE MULTIVERSE RESONANCE EVENT. IN A SINGLE BREATH, OUR WORLD CROSSED WITH AN UNKNOWN NUMBER OF ALTERNATE UNIVERSES, BLEEDING INTO EACH OTHER. EARTH WAS SUDDENLY A REALM OF MAGIC AND MONSTERS. THE STORY IS CENTERED IN NEW YORK CITY BUT EXTENDS ACROSS THE WORLD. IT BLENDS A VARIETY OF GENRES; A MOSAIC OF OVERLAPPING REALMS INCLUDING ELVES, LYCANTHROPES, ALTERED HUMANS AND,OF COURSE, MAGIC.  

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