#plot preview

[damnpaws]

FutureQuest plot

I want a modern day show that is what Star Trek was to the previous generation. Not like a modern version of the same show, but an ideal depiction of the future. 

We don’t have to ever even discuss how they got there, but show us a world where people are cared for, supportive, full of love & wonder, and the goal of society is a deep level of happiness and being content with one’s self. Any problem is a problem that can be fixed. Give me open, changeable/evolving characters wandering through and open world.

(now that that’s out of my system, the plot begins)(and i will say too much)

Our character is a young adult in the city who has a smooth way of riffing off the city’s vibes. Called to action by the mysterious Destiny Star System (DSS), they are alerted that a family member/loved one has gone missing under suspicious circumstances. In these modern times, everyone knows that an adventure such as this is a rare and valuable opportunity for finding joy through problem solving and exploring AND helping a loved one! Who could say no?! Oh yeah, and it will require venturing into space.

Pressured into leaving their comfortable city life, [name] is thrust aboard a cargo transport full of friendly crew persons with questionable intentions. (Perhaps one has a quarrel with the lost fam about an ancient grudge that was held onto that left someone bitter till death (the ultimate future bummer)) The group grows closer through trials of encountering new forms of life (always treated with openness, though some people are a little jumpy), strange space phenomenon, and the secret plot of the crew (maybe they are all one family? or adoptive family?) to lead the main character astray so that the lost person stays lost and (either) a new grudge is entered into [name]’s family line OR the grudge is settled. The crew wrestles with their morals as they grow attached to [name], who has a way of having good luck at just the right times and always asks the right questions to help ppl solve their problems and follows up with a joke to make everyone comfortable.

I think animal sidekicks are overdone, BUT i think [name] could have some kind of brain worm that they can talk to in their mind. Or maybe a child living on the ship befriends them and gives an odd perspective.

Eventually after much ado, the crew decides to break their grudge contract and help [name] find their person. Once reunited they stick with the crew and are all on the run from a mysterious group/villain (perhaps the DSS who claim to offer them sanctuary).

Feedback and ideas welcome!

[hushedwhispersrp]

                                                                                       It started with a War.

     Perhaps it started before then, really, but it was Corypheus that brought all things to bear, if perhaps unwittingly. With his death came peace, for a moment, and more questions and problems in the moments after.

      Now there have been many moments after, and many more troubling questions have come to light.

     Once a trusted companion of the Inquisitor; once a god himself, Solas-Fen’Harel-seeks to restore the empire that once stood. He seeks to bring the elves back to their proper place, and all the other races must come to heel or fall.

                                      To Fen’Harel, whichever option matters not at all.

      But the world won’t change without heavy opposition, and the Exalted Council brought together to decide the fate of the inquisition itself finds new meaning as they scratch and scrabble to hold onto their self importance. Ranks grow and soon a council of four becomes a tribunal of eight. They are judge, jury, and sometimes executioner of Thedas, and that power swells within them until, perhaps, there is not much else left.

      Fen’Harel’s spies lurk in every darkness-around every door, and The Exalted Council will find and stop them. And well, if that means a few innocent elves and humans die along the way, then so be it. All things in the name of the maker, so the Chantry chants.

     All the while Fen’Harel gathers and fights to claim territory that he sees as his. Like the wolf he may be, he builds his pack and his kingdom in quiet shadows and violent bloodshed. He smiles as more and more flock to him-willingly or chased by the Exalted Council who realize not at all that they’re giving him the support he needs to rule.

      And as Thedas fights and the dread wolf’s teeth snap at his newfound borders, things slip from the veil unseen. He may sense it, yes, but with his attention so split there is no way to tell just what-or-who-or-where this newfound threat stalks among the leaves. Whispers of Evanuris reach his ears through the trees, but this and more he cannot confirm.

       As the Exalted Council pushes, Fen’Harel pulls, and as both sides strive to turn over every rock and every leaf in the land, it is very hard to remain a neutral party in the beginnings of this storm. Safety means picking a side, because when the storm does come, everyone will need a place to hide.

[endeavorrp]

PLOT

Alola has been known to break the mold time and again; their initial version of the gym challenge drew trainers from all over out of sheer curiosity, and with time, the League took full notice of them and decided to step in and convert them to the proper form of the League. But Alola wouldn't let that stop them from standing out; one year ago, the new Alolan League was officially opened, and it was advertised as the most difficult League path in the world.

With a desire to improve tourism and bring more money in, Alolan officials put their heads together and came up with a seventeen gym system that would lead to a League test like never before: eight levels of elite trainers, and finally, the champion. It seemed an impossible task, but with the challenge put forth, people flooded in to attempt to say they could conquer it. It seemed to be a shining example of just how useful having the League step in could be.

But with improved commerce came a spike of interest in the region from the very people they fought to keep out: Team Dusk. Vicious, tight-knit, stubbornly loyal to their own and incredibly blase about respecting the environment- one of the biggest concerns of the Alolan populace- they began to worm their way into each of the islands. They wanted to take advantage of Alola's sudden wealth, and they didn't care what they had to do to accomplish it.

Now, the newly prosperous Alola has become a haven for people of all walks of life and backgrounds, moreso than ever before. But as life goes by day to day, the rangers have been put to the test as Team Dusk's activities damage both the livelihoods of their populace and the lives of the wild Pokemon they cherish so very much; people whisper about Team Dusk behind closed doors, almost afraid to bring them up, lest they witness the darkness these criminals bring with them firsthand. Will the Alolan law enforcement be able to bring Team Dusk to heel, or will Team Dusk claw their way into control of the most prosperous region in the world?

[rigorsamsa-rp-blog]

TO WAKE UP TO A NAME AS ARMOUR TO A BEATEN WORLD, WITH A TOTEM PRESSED EARNESTLY TO THE BREAST

this is where life goes when it stops living; nothing else will seem so pressing. nothing else, except for an understanding that has been gravely reconciled with (when? how? leave it be, child—you bleed before the gods): 

the world is clothed in ash and fire, exhaling mordant sorrow and breathing in the same. 

but this is how it begins: with a name, a token, and veiled past unwilling to reveal itself.

[stormiscomingrp-blog]

                                             WAR IS PEACE.

ravaged by war after war, the wizarding world is finally ready to set about the arduous task of rebuilding and recovering the world they've lost. the ministry promises peace and order as the golden trio allow themselves and their friends to fade into the background, content to live the lives they've long been denied.

supporters and death eaters alike are rounded up in the year following the dark lord's fall and are all sentenced to azkaban with little formality.

trials are hurried and shallow affairs that make no effort to hide the fact that the decisions were made long before the accused took the stand. dark artefacts are destroyed upon discovery and the ministry seems to finally be delivering on a promise long since forgotten and neglected.

                                 IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH.

if only they'd stopped there.

the ministry is brutal and ruthless in their attempt to keep history from repeating itself and things happen so slowly that it seems like no one even notices as naysayers and political protestors are taken into custody and only released once their tune had changed.

no one notices as the prophet turns to singing songs of the ministry's greatness and sly suggestions about the current actions of the wizarding world's former saviors. it all happens so slowly that no one can stop it before it's too late.

                                     FREEDOM IS SLAVERY.

the first attack comes as a surprise.

three dead in diagon alley on a wednesday. eyewitness reports are few and far between.

the second is a shock.

one dead in hogsmeade. a muggleborn shop owner who'd been in the wrong place at the wrong time it seemed.

the third...seems to be a pattern.

two muggleborns slaughtered in wales on their way from a quidditch game.

the ministry rapidly apprehends the perpetrators each and every time, taking in individuals before they have time to form groups and gain strength (so they insist at every press conference) and it almost seems like they may have the situation under control. blood purists attempting to rise again only to be thwarted by the ever watchful eye of the ministry.

the wizarding world is safe.

until the muggle papers begin running stories about the out of control wizarding world who'd kept them under their thumb for far too long. they seek answers and justice for those they've lost and the ministry is quickly realizing this situation is spiraling out of their control.

[thenihil-blog1]

@thatch-loose-lipped-linguist:

Photos taken in the Department of Mysteries surrounding the series of documents of unknown language. Translations marked as being done by a Mr. Milo Thatch.

[carthage-rp-blog]

carthage: an xmen inspired, realistic superpower rp coming summer ‘16. The founder of the Carthage Institute, a safe haven for mutants under the guise of a school, has been assassinated by an unknown assailant. His death has shaken both the human and mutant communities alike, leaving many looking for guidance. The school seems lost without his leadership, the mutant community suffers without a public figure to inspire them, and the humans wonder what it means for them when a mutant speaking for peace is eliminated.

[keepmecloserp]

PLOT PREVIEW

so we’re so sorry to be further behind on this than we thought, so we’re previewing the plot for you guys today which should hopefully give you a bit of inspiration and insight!

the bustling parish of abbotsbury sits snugly among the fields in the heart of dorset, far removed from the smoggy, harsh streets of london. but its inhabitants are not untouched by the capitol's wide reaching influences. the suffragette movement has turned militant on the streets of london and women all over england are starting to question their place in society.

rights for women

might be clamoured for in the city, but it's more a timid whisper among the upper classes of abbotsbury. the ayer ladies of wycombe abbey, in any case, might question their futures without a good match in marriage due to an age old entail blocking them from their inheritence.

it's winter 1912 and the thin sheet of snow threatening to coat the english south coast pushes people inside to the warm and out of the storms. but as this farming community has known for many years, you must weather the harshest of winters to prosper in the spring. with cornhill farm recently changing hands, can the locals trust their new proprietor to not run their livelihood into the ground?

and to the south of the village is chesil house, home to one of the most respected families of abbotsbury, that was, until a scandal broke about the youngest son's botched elopement and another of his siblings' owing gambling debts around town.

christmas is coming however and spirits are high. many have relatives escaping the cities to join them in the country for some festive cheer this season. the upper levels of society play out a drama - or a farce - for the hard-working locals to enjoy but with everyone home for the holiday period there is always a new scandal to break and gossip to be found. abbotsbury wouldn't be the village that it is if everyone didn't already know each other's business.

but of course the sleepy english village holds its simple ideals against the backdrop of a disgruntled continent: a war is coming, one which will change the world forever. be merry this christmas and keep close those you hold dear for evil does not distinguish between the deserving and the good; tomorrow will come and the faces of friends will resemble only memories of a past lost to the sound of gunfire and machinery of war. in years to come one may look back as the sun rises over the frosty fields of abbotsbury and find these last bright days a elegy to the innocence of youth.