[RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

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[RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

Post by Neforium » Mon May 28, 2018 1:23 am

Image 1999 - It's the near future in Los Angeles, climate change keeps temperatures a cool 115 degrees in the shade, water is as scarce as oil, which by the way, costs thousands per barrel, and crime is so rampant that authorities only bother punishing cases of severe law-breaking (i.e. stealing water rations, injecting RED) with a merciless violence of their own. To top it off, a strange corperation has its hands in every pocket of every player in this unforgiving game. Now You may be wondering how you would survive in such a hellish enviornment. Well, you usually don't, unless youre willing to put on a good show and make a few... sacrifices..
There's a Race you can join if you're bold, It's host, a vaudevillain nightmare, Self-proclaimed God of the stage, myself, Julian Slink. Ladies and gentlemen, bastards and tramps, bloodsuckers, mother*****rs, road trash and vamps, to the queer and the strange, in the crowd and on the stage, to the violent, the malevolent, and those seeking a grave, welcome home!
But whats a cross-country race without a delightfully gory twist? Our cars you see, have taken a more fuel efficient turn. Instead of going green, we went R E D.
For they run on human blood, so the entire race will leave nothing but a bloody, psychotic rampage in its wake. Thanks to the mileage though, they have an appetite as ravenous as their drivers.
Image As if that wasnt enough, our participants are homocidal psychos and the only way to keep pushing them forward is with an explosive charge in the base of the skull. Team charges, will be linked. So if a partner strays too far, or you're last across the finish line each day... INSTANT. Brain. Jelly.
So Racers, Feed your engines, and get ready to participate in the most violent, crazed death race of all time!

WELCOME TO BLOOD DRIVE

-to keep in compliance with forum rules, gore, violence, and sex will be toned down, however that does not put us out of freakishly good times to be had.
-team members must keep withing 1 mile of each other or the devices in the back of their heads will detonate.
-attempt at removal of the devices will detonate them. One partner dying will not detonate the other device (unless it was via tampering)
-being the last one across the finish line each day will earn you a nasty surprise.
-foul play & conflict are encouraged.
- please post at least 5 good lines. a lot happens in this RP. make it dramatic. no one likes trying to make a response out of nothing and that the #1 way to kill an RP
- please stay active! or at least let me know if you will be gone a while!

DAY 1Gelddegger - Desert Mining Town.
In the Midwest, where gold was often sought after, soon became the site of desperate attempts to find fuel. Excessive drillings, mining, and digging caused the land to become fragile and prone to quakes, as well as becoming infested with widespread nests of creatures called "underdarklings." Gelddegger was once a flourishing gold mining town some time ago, but now, after the fracking disaster known as the scar, remains mostly abandoned except for a few locals who have been there for decades... and have seen many a strange thing.
DAY 2Construct Trainyard
A Maze of shipping cars and old, abandoned vehicles, its easy to lose yourself in this eerie, decomposing place. It's nooks and crannies seem to harbor eyes watching your every move. Even in it's early days, it was merely a site to dump broken and unwanted things. and some of those things wound up taking a life of their own, ruling the land of the forgotten and dumped
DAY 3 Mirelurk Sanctuary
Once a sprawling reserve for rescued animals, this location spreads for miles with habitats and wild animals. As a result of rapid global warming and environment change, the surrounding land of the sanctuary was transformed from mild grasslands and forested areas to brackish swamps and wetlands hidden with strange mists and fogs. However the animals weren't exactly left to suffer. Undercover (and of course illegal) experimentation led to mutations just as rapid as the climate change, and with that, the hunting down of and ultimate demise of all employees and visitors there. This area now once again belongs to the beasts.

Teams are not listed in any specific order. Individuals marked with red letters have been eliminated or killed during the race
1. Consteretor (apex) & Baezlbell (Bae)
2. Malevolent ( Mad dog) & Nickie (Queenie)
3. Jaques & Roach
4. Xanny & Twitch
5. M.D. Satan & Michello
6. Lucy & Lola
7. Skull & Harlot
8. Ro'eck & D'llet'leah
9. Eyes & Ears
10. Necrop & Obscura
11. Little & Big Gunther

for those who havent seen the show, or those just interested in pulling from canon events, here is a list of short videos and pages that can give you a glimpse of this apocalyptic death race.
Blood Drive Trailer
Introducing Julian Slink
Syfy's Official "About" Page

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Introduction, Malevolent, & Consteretor

Post by Neforium » Sun Jun 03, 2018 5:34 pm

Music pulsed and the crowd roared. A shifting mass of the psychotic and deranged, the party-goers had flocked here in the thousands for one thing - The Blood Drive. Those who weren't participating lined their cars along the outside perimeter of the warehouse, while the racers themselves parked in a radiating circle inside. Near the center of all of the action was a flame spitting stage, bound in scrap metal and barbed wire, with near-ancient, dried corpses decorating the top and edges. A Velvet curtain remained closed and the microphone appeared quite lonely on its own.
Lights and music and writhing bodied filled the interior, however outside, the crowd trickled between automobiles, showing off, talking, trading, fucking, or fighting. Out in the middle of nowhere, the band of deviants was out of the immediate reach of contra-crime, a privately owned force of police bent on making profit and squeezing order out of this runaway world. But that didnt make it anymore safer here amongst these people. Under the cool glare of the full moon and the sweltering night out in the desert Chaos was brewing.
Soon the Master of Ceremonies would take the stage and conduct his gruesome show, unleashing his mayhem upon the country
((Teams have not been announced yet! Feel free to mingle for a post before Julian comes out!))

Malevolent (Mad Dog) Right Jab and then a Left hook left her with the victory. Mal's opponent fell with a hard thud into the dirt as his teeth scattered into the crowd behind him. Around her, the audience roared and money exchanged hands from lost bets. Sweat dripped from her brow and her hair clung to her face but still she beamed and accepted the few pats on the back as the other was dragged away and the surrounding ring of people melted away in search of more excitement.
The drunken fool thought himself lucky enough to win against the Pro fighter in a gamble with his buddies. Now he could take his loss and missing molars back for reimbursement.
The female hopped up and sat on the roof of her chevy and eyed the stage. Many years she had watched Julian Slink take the stage and invite many people to participate in the path to their own demise, however she believed he may as well put the Primo jacket on her now. This was her race. She had studied it from the beginning, getting wrapped up in all aspects of its horrid game and learning just how the strings were pulled and in what directions. At least thats what she thought. None of these newcomers would take that from her. This was her only escape out of this shit hole.
Recognizing this may be her last chance in a while to do so, she quickly got to her feet and scampered off in search of a nice cold drink before the main events of the night started.
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Consteretor (Apex) Apex waited to hear the shift in noise coming from inside the warehouse before he decided to overwhelm his senses with the bulk of the party. For now he lingered on the outsides of social circles, taking shares of questionable substances and picking up a general reading of tonight's crowd. His Barracuda was parked inside near the stage and kept under a tarp to prevent any of these scumsuckers from running into her and ruining the paint. as much as he enjoyed them, he didnt trust these parties, as one should.
The demon's nose was full of the scent of warm bodies and young, supple flesh. Had he no self-control, he wouldve loved to dig in and turn the Blood Drive into a BloodBath. A bigger prize awaited him though, at the end of this finish line. The Hunter sparked a cigarette and blew a plume of smoke towards the moon the drifted off into the desert.

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Re: [RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

Post by Psycho_Jamie » Sun Jun 03, 2018 7:21 pm

Jacques was sitting on the hood of his Porsche, a cigarette hanging in the edge of his mouth as he watched the crowd of rowdy people, to say it nicely. He had watched them before, but back then it was from a hiding place. This time he was free for everyone to look at, a participant himself. A weird feeling, really. Absentmindedly he took a drag and plucked the stub from his lips to turn his head towards the back of his car, raising a brow at the shady guy strolling around it. Of course peopke would be interested in the cars of the racers, but he still didn't want any scratches or buldges or sabotaging. He actually had hope they'd show enough respect to leave his vehicle and himself in peace for the time being. If not respect for him, then respect for the race. Low folk was still simple folk, the kinds he sticks around a lot. Thinking about it, the crappy sofa in his equally crappy office seemed to be calling for him like the bed he hadn't have in years. Though... While one part of him really wanted to leave, another onr was quivering with anticipation. He loved car races. The whole running on human blood which it mauls itself from living bodies thing couldn't stop that. He'd have to lay off on the food a bit, maybe also a bit on the alcohol, but... He may not. He's flexible when it comes to that.
The car creeo scurried away again and Jacques retyrned his attention to the stage not too far away on front and rolled his cigarette back between his lips.

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Re: [RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

Post by Tanith » Thu Jun 07, 2018 7:45 pm

Nickie Aka Queenie is escorted through the riff raff of the crowd by her four well dressed body guards. Each have elaborate tattoos reading ' Property of đź‘‘' on their bold foreheads. She is carrying a dainty cocktail in one hand, and the other a 1920s style Cigarette holder inbetween her delicate porclin like fingers. Queenie treats the blood drive like a holiday vacation, so she brings things that one would think about for a holiday, such as a large black motorhome, some deck chairs and some spare fuel... well some people that owe her money. These poor unfortunate souls are chained up next to the motorhome like dogs, all naked and scarred. Queenies Car is stored away safley in the back of this motorhome. She didn't trust these...peasents to be near her baby. She can't believe she's racing this year, after all these years she gets to take part in the highlight of her year. Instead of fucking and drinking her way through the race, she'll get to compete against others. Not that they stood a chance. She wasn't intrested in the prize money, nore the title of being the Prime. All she wanted was a distraction from her 'Legitimate Buissness' she left behind in the safe and capable hands of Johhny, her right hand man. Queenie takes a seat on the pull out decking that folds out from the side of the motor home. She lazily gazes around at the lawless haven beneath her, taking a drag from her cigarette she breaths out a spiral of smoke into the nights air. She had a perfect view of the stage from where she is parked. She will get to see the big man himself, her Darling Julien. Queenie has had a admiration for Julien ever since she first came to witness the blood drive, and now she's got a perfect spot to lean back, drink cocktails and watch the games commence.
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Post by Neforium » Tue Jun 12, 2018 3:02 am

In a burst of sparks and flame, the center stage roared to life, illuminated by a bleaching spotlight. The music died down but the crowd only grew louder, suddenly surging and shoving to get closer views at the ceremony that was to come.
Rasher, Julian's heavily tattoo'ed and loyal companion, bolted up the steps and snatched the microphone, roaring into it. Nothing was said but the heat of the moment only made the crowd rowdier and more hysterical. A raging cesspool of filth in the middle of nowhere.
"Racers come on down to the staging arena, bring your cars and prepare to be set on the path to your last breath. His voice drew out in a low growl, raspy and worn. His eyes seened to bug out of his Gaunt face, pupils blown out in a long stare.
"Slink will be announcing the teams come midnight, in ten minutes minutes. " There it was, the countdown until these participants were chained to the race for good, leaving them to inevitably die in brilliant ways for the sick entertainment of this band of murderous villains.... except for the one to be called Primo. If one individual could eventually outwit all others, they would win all of the glory of being Primo, as well as a fulfilling 10,000,000 dollars. A Primo was awed and poured over. Everyone wanted to be one, be seen with one, or be /with/ one. To glory-hounds, the title was all too tempting, and it would cost them their lives

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Re: [RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

Post by Tanith » Tue Jun 12, 2018 9:02 am

" Butch. Be a Doll and wake up my baby.' Queenie asks her body guard/ mechanic sweetly, he grunts in response and leaves. Heis unable to speak Due to having his toung removed because of his use Foul and derogatory language . Queenie does not tolerate such language.
She snubs out her cigarette onto someones arm,smooths out her jacket and watches as her prized Baby gets pulled out if the back of the Motorhome.
Queenie loves this car as if it were her child, allowing no one else to touch it, asides from Butch. She steps inside her car and drives it upto the Centre stage. Some of her body escorts ensure no one touches the car as she drives past. Once at the stage she gets outof the car, gets handed a marartini and waits for the show to begin

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Re: [RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

Post by Psycho_Jamie » Tue Jun 12, 2018 11:07 am

Jacques felt a spark ignite in his chest the moment the stage did and sat up straight. Let this be as twisted as it was, the race actually was exciting. He found himself looking forward to it. Better than being hunt down, at the very least. He remembered to have spotted the man on the stage during his last investigations, so he wasn't surprised to see the crowd go even more muts than before. Without hesitation he jumped off the hood of his Porsche and into the driver's seat. His relatively small car wasn't as big of an attraction, but he still kept out an eye for anyone who dared to touch it. Just touching seemed okay. Once it was parked he wound out the window to sit in it and took a look around at the gathering cars, letting out a low whistle, he truly wondered who he'd be teamed with. Let's hope it's not a womanizer or slut, he thought to himself and flipped some ash from his cigarette. No one's fucking on my backseat. He mind rethink that decision if he ever found suitable enough for that. He still had a sense for romance. Slowly he folded his arms on the car's roof and watched a car drive by, accompanied by a couple men. "Bodyguards for a car?", he chuckled. "Someone's got trust issues."

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[RP] BLOOD DRIVE [Soon to Close!!]

Post by Rosehips » Tue Jun 12, 2018 8:04 pm

Bae felt her skin begin to tighten against her flesh.
She continued to cirlce the warehouse-
Slipping in and out of the nights shadows-

A push pin. A horseshoe. Bitten off shoe.
Bae continued to pin point objects amongst ground of the playing field.
She often speculated on her missions too greatly-

She patted her head quickly-
'Your goal is your father' She repeated to herself with great force-

Bae began to interlace her hair between her fingers.
An annoying feminine habit of hers.

You are in this alone and can not rely on anyone-
Yet do not allow your trust issues to interfere-

Keep your eyes open wide-
Suddenly Bae heard all the commotion around the arena-
She ran her hand through her hair a few times and straightened her back-

Keeping to herself she washed away to her vehicle and drove up to the stage-

She decided to meditate and remain in her car-

Stay there precious one

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