July 14th, 2011
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Welcome to L-Space. That is to say Library-Space. The above principle illustrates the theory of this L-Space: large quantities of books tend to warp time, space, and reality. Pockets of L-Space usually manifest themselves in those improbable little bookstores which are far bigger on the inside than their appearances on the outside say they should be. L-Space links every library and every book, and ever world contained therein. It is highly unstable. Usually, the tenders of L-Space can keep on top of things. Up until now, they've managed to keep it from tearing the very fabric of reality, or making the universe as we know it implode, but things have recently gotten a little... strained. L-Space has started bending in on itself and drawing in people from different realities. But not to worry! There are others about to keep you company, and a few librarians who are tinkering with the fabric of this new little world to try and make things more comfortable for you. So relax and try to enjoy your stay. Chances are, you'll be here for a while.         |
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11:54 AM
 Located at the southern tip of New York state, Westchester county is home to more than just some of the nation's wealthiest families. It is also the county with the highest record of superhuman activity in the United States. Some were born there, some were called, some wandered in and and decided to stay, but Westchester county has become a place of note in the recent years in the superhuman community. ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} moralcode is an AU Marvel comics role-playing game set in Westchester County, New York which focuses on a group of young adults learning what it means to have superpowers. Will they use their new found abilities for good or evil? Should they keep their powers secret or reveal them to the public? If they make themselves known what will the reaction be? Only time will tell.CHARACTERS • NORTH SALEM HIGH SCHOOL • PLAYERS  |
12:17 PM
OPENS APRIL 29TH
PREMISE RULES SUPERNATURALS CAST HOLDS
WANTED APPLICATION
Two days ago this was an empty lot, an abandoned field near the edge of town. Then the trucks rolled in, big semis huffing clouds of noxious fumes, and able-bodied men jumped out to set stakes in the ground, run string to mark off areas. The townspeople whispered excitedly as the posters and flyers arrived around town, posted on telephone poles and bulletin boards, stacks of them on the counters in shops. The Dark Carnival was in town. The tents aren't the brilliant red and white stripes of the carnivals of yesteryear; these are black and gray, burgundy and purple, dark jewel tones lit from within by lanterns and candles and black-lights. Torches burn at the entrance and a sign warns all who enter that they are lost. Here the carnies walk among the crowd dressed in leather jackets embroidered like a skeleton's infrastructure, weaving expertly between the marks and disappearing into the crowd so effortlessly you'd swear you'd seen a ghost. Barkers call to passersby, luring them in for the sights and sounds. Canvas banners ripple in the wind, which carries with it the scent of food cooking, the hot smell of machinery and oil. There are cries of laughter and delighted squeals coming from the midway, the freak tent, the handful of thrill rides. People walk out of the psychic's tent looking a little uneasy, laughing it off as hokum even as their skin crawls. And some of those shrieks from the haunted house... well, they sound a little too sincere, don't they? Of course, not all who enter will leave when the night is over. This is the Dark Carnival. We are: AIM/thread/log friendly, very active, creative, all-original character, PB only (no fandoms), flexible, interesting, and fun! We have gamewide plots and challenges, thread lotteries and more to keep things shaken up all the time! Check our 'wanted' list for specific SLs or come in with your own! Specifically sought: burlesque dancers, freakshow acts, barkers, behind-the-scenes, food vendors, merchants, artisans, ride operators, clowns/mimes, etc. Love interests, humans, blood dolls, personal assistants, vampires, demons, artists, trapeze artists, ghouls, monsters, a minotaur, ghosts/phantoms/spirits/poltergeists, any creature from any mythology that isn't already taken is welcome! |
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In Southern California, there recently opened a new luxury apartment building. Impeccably designed, impossibly convenient, ideally located, Pax Letale is the sort of residential Shangri La where Southern Californians spend all manner of favors and years trying to secure a spot. But Pax doesn't have a waiting list, nor can a place there be bought or sold. The people who find their way to Pax Letale belong there. Every tenant of Pax is a reincarnated deity whose worshipers are by and large long dead. Once very real, these gods began to fade as science and reason dispelled the probability of their existence. Reborn as mortals, their essences remain, waiting to be awakened. Somehow, sometimes one by one, sometimes in groups or pairs, these creatures of destiny have discovered Pax, and have not been able to resist its pull. For at Pax Letale, the awakening has begun. As these gods rediscover themselves and each other, the seemingly invisible but ubiquitous management tracks each of them quite closely, and the very building itself seems to have an agenda of its own. And as the gods made humans in their own image - or humans made them in theirs - so will the the behavior of the people of Pax turn as dark as their myths. Blood, strife, sex, petty plots, torture - even murder will wind their ways into Pax Letale. A lovely place. A peculiar place. A dangerous place. Enki is the Babylonian god of water, crafts, intelligence and creation. Twin of and best friend of Ereshkigal, goddess of the Underworld, he is often seen as a positive foil to his brother Enlil, utilizing his magic and cunning for the good of others; he brings aid to deities and humans alike, serving as a rare masculine nuturer in a chaotic and often oppressively patriarchal pantheon. He will likely have connections to Tiamat, Ereshkigal, and other Sumero-Babylonian deities. Brighid is the Celtic goddess of the forge, inspiration, compassion and creativity, and a patron goddess of artists, craftsmen, and other creative types. In her mortal life, she may have connections to her parents, her siblings, or any of the Celtic pantheon. Masauwu is a Hopi deity sometimes called the Skeleton Man, Keeper of Fire, Spirit of Death, and the Master of the Fourth (present) World. He is depicted as a dark-skinned man wearing a mask; sometimes the creature beneath this mask is described as handsome, sometimes as a disfigured monster. Connections to Native American deities and gods and goddesses of death or enlightenment are likely. Don't see a tenant that interests you? Other deities and pantheons are welcome - pick one of the active pantheons in the game, or talk to a mod if there's one you don't see, and make your modern god as you see him/her/it. Holds and applications are being accepted for all available pantheons. |
8:50 PM
heavyistheheadA threading and AIM friendly island game based around secrets.
Premade secrets available or come up with your own. If you can't think of one, take you're time to develop your character and then decide!
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9:06 PM
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10:42 PM
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Where anything is possible... You open your eyes and you are in a stately room with fine trappings and thick stone walls. You look outside and a dragon flies passed your window and yet that is clearly a sprawling modern city you see in the distance. You search your room for any clue as to how you arrived in… where are you? All you find is a scroll welcoming you to The Make Believe Castle and to enjoy your stay in The Land of Make Believe. And that's when things get odd... |
APPLICATION | WANTED | MOD JOURNAL |