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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 900 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 900 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 900 of the kids within a massive gated forest on the island which was filled with large and dangerous mythical beasts. The kids were all 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. bla bla bla, the main party weren't shit fucks and after fighting a flaming owl god, giant hell hound god, ninjas, and other foes they were the last party to make it out the forest. So they are undergoing the special training.

That ship came and went and afterwards, the original party and the rest of kids who underwent training in the forest got on a giant luxury ship sailed to an island, fought some gargoyles, lost around 300 of their forces and killed a god and are now returning to the original island to get the next batch of 10,000 kids who were trained during the six months they spent there after killing the god.

You new player are amongst the 1,000 and has underwent personalized training for six months in a camp before then surviving in a forest for another six months with dangerous beasts and shit.

Name:
Age (Below 18):
Appearance:
Personality:
Armor(Any culture/time period modern and b4)
Weapons/Shields: (SAME, No guns or flame throwers or bombs or gay shit liek that)
What your life was like before:
How you spent six months in Forest of Doom: