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March 14th, 2011

[Mar. 14th, 2011|11:39 am]

darkerrpgads

[mythomod]


.old gods never die. they simply get recycled.
In the beginning, there was Khaos.

From it came everything else, and from everything that Khaos was, gods came. You know them from when they were infinite and absolute - their myths, their stories, their legends.

They weren't supposed to die - but worry not, for death is not an end. Their mortal shells hold their immortal souls, a new beginning each turn of the wheel. They bleed. They die.

Khaos collects.

Deities have been reborn once again as mortals in 2010. Welcome to NYC, the cosmopolitan capital of the world, breathe in that fresh air- enjoy that cup of latte (it may well be your last). Your mortal life has been spent spoiled and rich, insignificant with its ease.

It's time to pay up.

MYTHOPOEICS
.applications.
Apps & Reserves- Open from 9th till the 16th Open for application: Aztec, Celtic, Egyptian, Greek, Hindu, Judeo-Christian and Norse. Expect more pantheon openings in the future as plot progresses along.
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[Mar. 14th, 2011|01:54 pm]

darkerrpgads

[gates_mods]


...Angels and Demons can’t cross over onto our plane. So, instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. But a single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon’s touch like those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit....

The Premise

There’s a world beneath the London you know, a world that smells of brimstone and blood, where magic lives alongside the mundane. It’s a world where you can buy abilities at a travelling Market, where when the circus rolls into town it brings nightmares with it, and is presided over by an organisation so old, time has forgotten when the Library began. It’s a world where anything goes, where London is just another board for the game and gamble for souls is taking place and you might - just might - encounter one of Heaven’s own or a demon amid the crowds on the underground and they play to win.

Influenced by Hellblazer, Neil Gaiman and urban fantasy, At the Gates is an original supernatural game with noir themes, focusing on the lives of those jostling along in the magic world in shadowy other-London. Magic is harsh, horror is common, character realism is encouraged

Wanted

We need: those who are trying to understand and adapt to abilities -- the firestarter with the potential to make everything a bit smoky, the telekinetic fighting for control, the weather-manipulator with a few false starts to become residents at Haven, the in-game sanctuary for the struggling. We need Librarians, those well-controlled individuals who know exactly where the balance ought be between Heaven and Hell and who are unafraid to face off the denizens of both in order to fight for it. We need the self-interested, those souls striking out and fearless of repercussions. We need the rest of the vampire community, those that are trying to maintain a low-profile for fear of reprisal. We need the rest of the Market family, the magical mafia themselves with fingers in all magical operations across the city!


INTERESTED?

GAME & CHARACTER DIRECTORY & RULES/FAQ & HOLDS & APPLY


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[Mar. 14th, 2011|06:27 pm]
darkerrpgads
[recruitingmod]

A DEATHLY HALLOWS GAME, OPENING MARCH 18th

RULES ϟ FAQ ϟ AVAILABLE/TAKEN ϟ WANTED/UNWANTED ϟ APPLICATION


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[Mar. 14th, 2011|09:46 pm]

darkerrpgads

[lightofmaymods]
Wanted: Characters for Ben Stone at [info]light_of_may.
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[info]bloodburn [Mar. 14th, 2011|09:59 pm]
darkerrpgads
[drainingmod]
bloodburn
❛ Unbiddable, ungovernable – like a riot in the heart, and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture. ❜

Halloween, 1981. Take off your mask. Collect the spoils of victory.

All of Britain is yours.
In need of Order members, Death Eaters, and everyone else.
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