Post by George Jones on Jul 5, 2013 15:05:28 GMT -5
George Jones
Imagine a place
you can always escape to
an island off the coast
of nowhere
you can always escape to
an island off the coast
of nowhere
My name is George Jonesand I'm a 100 year old male. I've been told I resemble Jim Sturgess but there's a whole lot more to me then that.
A new destination
of your own creation
just waiting till you choose
to go there.
of your own creation
just waiting till you choose
to go there.
I come from a place where ....
There's witches, demons, and shapeshifters, all hidden from the human race.
I am a witch, or rather, a necromancer. I am one of the very few who have been blessed by the Greek Goddess, Hecate, to control the dead. This makes me hated by most of my kind, but this isn't something that bothers me. Witches are created when they die sacrificing themselves for someone they love. They gain a very specific power, and they live...until killed again.I died for my wife, when a tribe of savage shapeshifters (although, at the time, I thought they were just normal wolves) came after my hunting party. But when I awoke, covered in my own blood and with a new power over the dead, I was alone. My wife was gone, my hunting party, gone. I presumed dead. As a resourceful man, I returned to the more tourist part of the island and took a ship back to the Americas where I belonged. Now I was the sole survivor to a long lineage of wealthy men, and for a hundred years, I carried on. Through the depression, world war 2 and so on, I made a fortune off of investing my money in the right place. It's all I became concerned with...along with hunting down shapeshifters. I collect their animal corpses and line my walls with them. I hate them. They seem human, but when that bullet tears through them, they go very much back to being a beast.
Come 2010, the world changed. The shapeshifters came together to reveal the presence of all of us hidden creatures to the world. I hid myself away even more, but per usual, trouble came to my door step. The details are painful for me to spare...I fell in love. I laughed, I fought, I felt once again. For so long I was separated from all civility except for phone calls and business transactions...and then I started to be part of it all again. However, it fell apart. The humans massacred the shapeshifters. The world became much like that novel...1984. I shut everyone out of my life, scaring them off, I didn't want to be in this world anymore.
And now you will see that I am very much a necromancer.
Blue tree tops
and velvet skies.
You ready to blow
your mind?
and velvet skies.
You ready to blow
your mind?
- Player's name: Shelby
- Player chatango name: shelbywye
- Player's age: 20
- Player's RP years of experience: 8
- How the player found us? a message on RPG-D
