CGRP

Crock's Grand RP


Ok, the rp is is set modern wise, and along with the players there were 1000 other npc kids to start.

The rp started with the players starting anywhere in america in the ages 10-17. The player typically started poor/homeless/troubled etc etc and were considered to be the scourge of humanity. Anyway, one day, each of the players suddenly found that some kind of creature/magical beast attacked them. With the guidance of a mysterious voice, who helped the players through this, they were led across the country to the state of Florida where they booked it to miami port and the voice was revealed to be a so called "God" of another opposite realm that mirrored earth.

The god then explained to the 600 children who had made it to the port, (The original number of kids he contacted was 1000, but many died on the journey) that in his realm, he had been locked away by the other gods for reasons he did not want to reveal. Many of the kids protested saying they wanted to not help him, but he gave them no choice saying that if the players didn't join him then he would kill them on the spot. Some of course agreed to be killed, and he did kill them.

After that, he got the players and the other 600 or so kids onto the boat and sailed back into his realm onto the island which he has been locked away on. There the kids decided to break into teams at their leisure to complete their training with automaton bronze contraptions that he had deemed as their trainers. According to how you wanted to train, either alone, or in a duo, or in a large/small group you were partnered with an automaton who allowed you to choose any kind of weapon or gear that you wanted.

Guns had been outlawed by the gods of this realm, so no guns but other then that, any weapon from any time period was allowed, as well as any kind of mish mash of armor, the most common being a combination of modern day sports clothes and chest plates/arm and leg guards.

After three months of training, the god (who had made it clear that he wants you army of kids to call him Father) had put together the last piece of training, throwing all 600 of you within a massive gated forest on the island which was filled with large and dangerous mythical beasts. You all were thrown in there with enough food for three days and the armor and weapons that you have been trained with. He added a catch to the last training, giving every training group/solo player a red band saying that whichever first three group/solo players who could obtain ten red bands would be released from the forest early for speciel training.

Of course this led to the players fighting with one another, and leading to 200 deaths during the first four days as kids fought for the red bands. By the fourth day, the party had failed to collect 10 bands and the competition was off, causing everyone except the three training groups who collected the red bands to stay for another three months of harsh training to compete with the monsters in the forest. Surprisingly not one other kid had died during these three months

Now, its the day that the players were released from the forest and are now gathered outside the forest's gates to hear Father's congratulation speech and to hear what he had been doing during there three months of intense training.

Name:
Age (15-19):
Appearance:
Background (What was your life like before this whole thing):
Skills/Talents (No Magic)
Armor:
Gear/Weapons:
Where you would've started if you started the rp from the beginning:
And how you think your character probably spent the three hostile months within the forest of Crock: