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November 6th, 2011

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WELCOME TO PROJECT PAPILLON
{an au roleplay experience}





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You awaken in a room that is devoid of decorations. You are lying on a small cot, a table beside you. Upon the table is a device, similar to that of a PDA. Closer inspection reveals your name inscribed upon the back below an insignia the likes of which you have never seen.

The device is on. On the screen is
a note, written in your native tongue. Once the letter is finished, it disappears and in its place is a map leading you to your assigned housing. The door to the room opens at this time and a computerized voice tells you to exit. The corridor is long and narrow. It deposits you out onto an unfamiliar street. The city is large, the architecture foreign. The door behind you closes and you are left alone.

Feel free to explore. You cannot leave the city but all of your needs will be met. Anything you can want, within reason, can be found here. The locals are mostly friendly and compassionate. Their duty is to make your stay here a comfortable one. After all, you are their guest. You are their responsibility.

You are now a member of Project Papillon.


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CITY OF MELBOURNE


Welcome to the City of Melbourne. Melbourne is the capital of Victoria, Australia. It's known for its fashion, food and sports. You can find anything you desire from the latest fashions to something comfortable to go running in. There's French, Italian, Indian, Chinese, MacDonalds and just about everything in between. Want something? You're sure to find it here. It is also well known for its arts boasting many choirs, orchestra's and even a local writers festival.

The atmosphere is energetic, exciting and you can't help but get drawn into it.

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Bone Orchard - Fable III


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Master Reaver of Reaver Industries has apparently absconded. We require his presence in the Royal Court, for one reason or another. In addition, the staff at his Bowerstone estate are becoming restless.

His manservant Hatch will soon be relying on other Albion citizens as foo-no, fodd- hang on, er...

Ah. The number of chickens has dwindled. It won't be long before he finds a body in his bedchamber, and no, the reason for that won't be 'the usual'. It can't be, owing to the amount of blood and gristle that'll be coating the rug.


Who'll be left to clean that up?

Interested Reaver players: please send an AIM message to bythemoonsofmer.

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and not much is left


On Christmas Day 2012, four days after the scheduled “end of the world” panic, the world came to a screeching halt. An asteroid, larger than any that had come into contact before, struck the moon, knocking it out of its place in orbit and just a bit closer to the Earth.

The resulting events were catastrophic, Tsunamis buried whole cities, even states in a matter of moments. Earthquakes killed millions. Volcanoes all around the world, spewed hundreds of tons of ash into the skies, blocking out the sun and turning the world a bleak shade of gray.

That was months ago and now for a small band of survivors who’ve managed to make their homes in a small subdivision of duplex homes located in the heart of Blythville, things don’t seem to be getting better anytime soon. Food is growing scarce, fuel is a rarity in and of itself, and time seems to be no one’s friend.

Will you survive?
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Pax Letale: a modern myth game

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old gods made new
PAX LETALE:
GODS REAWAKENED


Something is stirring in Newport Beach, California.

One of the most affluent and exclusive areas in Orange County, Newport Beach is a safe, comfortable space where the real world has a tendency not to to intrude on the pleasures of its citizens. It's a nice, normal, friendly, monochromatic city in a county that's known for the same. In fact, many people say that the majority of Orange County seems like a construct designed to keep the troubles of real life out, creating a plasticine paradise that nothing dark or dirty can penetrate.

The residents of Pax Letale are slowing coming to know better.

Pax Letale is an exclusive luxury apartment building right on the beach, with easy access to the 405 and all the charm that Newport Beach has to offer. Its residents comprise a surprisingly eclectic demographic for Orange County and Newport in particular, with people from all walks of life being drawn to this building for reasons they can't quite identify.

The common thread that binds them, of course, is that they are each of them inhabited by a sleeping god.

As they spend more time at Pax, their gods are awakening, though -- and strange things are happening. Natural (and supernatural) mishaps and disasters, disappearing tenants, and quite recently, the concierge was brutally murdered.

There are whispers among some that the strange island in the bay, visible from the building, has something to do with all of this. Still others are compelled by the island; if it didn't sound crazy, they'd say it was calling to them.

They aren't crazy.

Holds and applications are being accepted for all available pantheons.

 

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The Immune: A Zombie Apocalypse RPG


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October 2018. It's five years after the pandemic began. The infected have taken over the world. They roam the streets like they belong there, clustering in the few places that humans still frequent. Electricity for the masses is a near-lost memory and now the only places that hold electricity are "safe havens" like shelters or churches. There are no more new cars or cushy apartments… right now every day is like a fight for survival.

There are small pockets of resistance; miniscule armies of folks called Immune, a government group put together of people who have been bitten but show no effects whatsoever of the virus. After an Immune has been discovered, they're involuntarily recruited to work for the government regardless of what their prior lot in life was, killing infected and supplying the non-Immune with food and things to get through day to day life.

New York was once known as one of the greatest cities in the United States. Now it's nothing more than a shadow of its former self; a strong shadow, however, that boasts of some of the most secure safehouses in the country. Here is where the greatest number of Immune reside. Here is the place where a new civilization is being born, but will it be the beginning of a new dawn?

Read our full premise.

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