Compass Books [RP Group]

[Saleon]

How relaxed this RP will be, Shy? Do we have limits on what we can and we can't do?

Plan is pretty fucking relaxed, with minimal grimdark/major arcs. Literally, a slice o' life pie.

*begins eating pie*

[Charlia]

*pokepokepoke*The quote, in your signature...

I like it. I'm actually using that poem in a short story I'm writing for school, it's one of my favorites. Someday I'll have it memorized. Someday. XD

Hrm, I didn't know bowing and kissing was part of a celwbrated poem

In all honesty, I think Poe is the greatest of the earky American writers. The quote itself is meant to reflect the intagibility of these internet personas.

I used to have an obsession with The Raven. At this point, though, I'm more interested in the short stories than the poems--The Tell-Tale Heart and The Black Cat being my favorites, perhaps due to the disturbing nature.

How relaxed this RP will be, Shy? Do we have limits on what we can and we can't do?

Plan is pretty fucking relaxed, with minimal grimdark/major arcs. Literally, a slice o' life pie.

...No promises about staying away from grimdark. For me, grimdark is slice-of-life... I have a screwed-up mind.

[Altito Asmoro]

How relaxed this RP will be, Shy? Do we have limits on what we can and we can't do?

Plan is pretty fucking relaxed, with minimal grimdark/major arcs. Literally, a slice o' life pie.

Hmm, alright then.

How big the bookstore is? Is it just a bookstore or it has places such as cafe and minimarket in it?

[Shyluz]

Plan is pretty fucking relaxed, with minimal grimdark/major arcs. Literally, a slice o' life pie.

Hmm, alright then.

How big the bookstore is? Is it just a bookstore or it has places such as cafe and minimarket in it?

Just a standard, corner bookstore you could find anywhere. Except in a city where transdimensional shenanigans are common. So, it might sell like snack bars and canned coffee, but there's no cafe or minimarket-- there's just no space.

[Sonitusia]

Hmm, alright then.

How big the bookstore is? Is it just a bookstore or it has places such as cafe and minimarket in it?

Just a standard, corner bookstore you could find anywhere. Except in a city where transdimensional shenanigans are common. So, it might sell like snack bars and canned coffee, but there's no cafe or minimarket-- there's just no space.

I, my good brother, shall handle the bar. And the adult section.

Can't have kids sneaking in there.

[Mirakai]

Just a standard, corner bookstore you could find anywhere. Except in a city where transdimensional shenanigans are common. So, it might sell like snack bars and canned coffee, but there's no cafe or minimarket-- there's just no space.

I, my good brother, shall handle the bar. And the adult section.

Can't have kids sneaking in there.

You need a loli the manage the adult section

[Sonitusia]

I, my good brother, shall handle the bar. And the adult section.

Can't have kids sneaking in there.

You need a loli the manage the adult section

That reminds me of a certain 4koma of these foreigners in a Japanese university...

[The Burning Sun]

Name: Akatsuki Miku(or Miku Akatsuki)
Appearance:
(Low resolution cropping FTW)
Gender | Sex: Female | yes please Female
Age: 21
Personality: Not very nice. She can, and will, chew you out for the slightest things. Kinda like me IRL, really: always pissed, overly dramatic, and constantly in search of sleep. Unlike me, she has no filters because yay interwebz. Hence, she will not hesitate to constantly remind you how superior she is to your sorry ass.
Brief Biography:Miku grew up as pretty much any typical problem child would, if said child also happened to be the daughter(and heiress) to the ruling family of a Japanese megacorporation. She was raised from birth with a silver spoon in her mouth, and though she somehow managed to avoid any kind of disfigurement or speech impediments, the effects definitely showed. Arrogance, reckless disobedience - the whole nine yards. She fought with her parents, her parents fought back, and, gradually, her parents seemed to be winning. They successfully reigned in her teenage hormones with a combination of bribery and overt threats, at least somewhat controlling the direction of her impulses, if not their strength or frequency. They congratulated themselves for a while, until they realized that neither party had grown any more friendly and promptly packed her off to a college in America. THAT was their big mistake. America is nothing like Japan, after all - not only does it have looser social restrictions, it also has legalized marijuanna! Not that Miku would ever consider it, her sense of class superiority being one of the few things her parents had successfully wrought, but she didn't have a choice. Her history had already led her to make all the wrong friends, and one night, in the midst of a particularly wild party, one of them tricked her into trying an especially delectable baked treat, that just so happened to be laced with a healthy dose of the "raddest thing you'll ever try." Well, if one takes "rad" to be a contraction of "radiation", then one might be right. The overdose wasn't fatal, thank Satan for that, but it did leave her brain damaged in a rather peculiar way. There was no loss of intelligence or change in personality, except what might be expected from such a betrayal, but she did end up cursed with the twin defects of insomnia and severe narcolepsy(though some claim her sleep-deprived and sleepy states should count as bipolar disorder). Her parents were sorely disappointed, and after one too many heated arguments over long distance call, she was disowned and left to her own devices in the city of her alma mater, Sunset Gates. Don't get the wrong idea, though, her parents aren't completely heartless. They left her several million in trust, because heaven forbid their daughter dirty her hands working for the filthy gaijin. She took the money and the freedom with a bit less grief than warranted, and resolved to settle into her new life. First order of business? Find a good cafe, and then maybe a bookstore or two.

[The Templar High Council]

Name: Akatsuki Miku(or Miku Akatsuki)
Appearance:
(Low resolution cropping FTW)
Gender | Sex: Female | yes please Female
Age: 21
Personality: Not very nice. She can, and will, chew you out for the slightest things. Kinda like me IRL, really: always pissed, overly dramatic, and constantly in search of sleep. Unlike me, she has no filters because yay interwebz. Hence, she will not hesitate to constantlynremind you how superior she is to your sorry ass.
Brief Biography:Miku grew up as pretty much any typical problem child would, if said child also happened to be the daughter(and heiress) to the ruling family of a Japanese megacorporation. She was raised from birth with a silver spoon in her mouth, and though she somehow managed to qvoid any kind of disfigurement or speech impediments, the effects definitely showed. Arrogance, reckless disobedience - the whole nine yards. She fought with her parents, her parents fought back, and, gradually, her parents seemed to be winning. They successfully reigned in her teenage hormones with a combination of bribery and overt threats, at least somewhat controlling the direction of her impulses, if not their strength or frequency. They congratulated themselves for a while, until they realized that neither party had grown any more friendly and promptly packed her off to a college in America. THAT was their big mistake. America is nothing like Japan, after all - not only does it have looser social restrictions, it also has legalized marijuanna! Not that Miku would ever consider it, her sense of class superiority being one of the few things her parents had succesfully wrought, but she didn't have a choice. Her history had already led her to make all the wrong friends, and one night, in the midst of a particularly wild party, one of them tricked her into trying an especially delectable baked treat, that just so happened to be laced with a healthy dose of the "raddest thing you'll ever try." Well, if one takes "rad" to be a contraction of "radiation", then one might be right. The overdose wasn't fatal, thank Satan for that, but it did leave her brain damaged in a rsther peculiar way. There was no loss of intelligence or change in personality, except what might be expected from such a betrayal, but she did end up cursed with the twin defects of insomnia and severe narcolepsy(though some claim her sleep-deprived and sleepy states should count as bipolar disorder). Her parents were sorely disappointed, and after one too many heated arguments over long distance call, she was disowned and left to her own devices in the city of her alma mater, Sunset Gates. Don't get the wrong idea, though, her parents aren't completely heartless. They left her several million in trust, because heaven forbid their daughter dirty her hands working for the filthy gaijin. She took the money and the freedom with a bit less grief than warranted, and resolved to settle into her new life. First order of business? Find a good cafe, and then maybe a bookstore or two.

Slightly better?

[Shyluz]

Name: Akatsuki Miku(or Miku Akatsuki)
Appearance:
(Low resolution cropping FTW)
Gender | Sex: Female | yes please Female
Age: 21
Personality: Not very nice. She can, and will, chew you out for the slightest things. Kinda like me IRL, really: always pissed, overly dramatic, and constantly in search of sleep. Unlike me, she has no filters because yay interwebz. Hence, she will not hesitate to constantlynremind you how superior she is to your sorry ass.
Brief Biography:Miku grew up as pretty much any typical problem child would, if said child also happened to be the daughter(and heiress) to the ruling family of a Japanese megacorporation. She was raised from birth with a silver spoon in her mouth, and though she somehow managed to qvoid any kind of disfigurement or speech impediments, the effects definitely showed. Arrogance, reckless disobedience - the whole nine yards. She fought with her parents, her parents fought back, and, gradually, her parents seemed to be winning. They successfully reigned in her teenage hormones with a combination of bribery and overt threats, at least somewhat controlling the direction of her impulses, if not their strength or frequency. They congratulated themselves for a while, until they realized that neither party had grown any more friendly and promptly packed her off to a college in America. THAT was their big mistake. America is nothing like Japan, after all - not only does it have looser social restrictions, it also has legalized marijuanna! Not that Miku would ever consider it, her sense of class superiority being one of the few things her parents had succesfully wrought, but she didn't have a choice. Her history had already led her to make all the wrong friends, and one night, in the midst of a particularly wild party, one of them tricked her into trying an especially delectable baked treat, that just so happened to be laced with a healthy dose of the "raddest thing you'll ever try." Well, if one takes "rad" to be a contraction of "radiation", then one might be right. The overdose wasn't fatal, thank Satan for that, but it did leave her brain damaged in a rsther peculiar way. There was no loss of intelligence or change in personality, except what might be expected from such a betrayal, but she did end up cursed with the twin defects of insomnia and severe narcolepsy(though some claim her sleep-deprived and sleepy states should count as bipolar disorder). Her parents were sorely disappointed, and after one too many heated arguments over long distance call, she was disowned and left to her own devices in the city of her alma mater, Sunset Gates. Don't get the wrong idea, though, her parents aren't completely heartless. They left her several million in trust, because heaven forbid their daughter dirty her hands working for the filthy gaijin. She took the money and the freedom with a bit less grief than warranted, and resolved to settle into her new life. First order of business? Find a good cafe, and then maybe a bookstore or two.

Slightly better?

I can get on it later today, when I'm out of school. And if I can't figure it out, I can pass it Luzzy, because she's a literal god at graphic design.

[The Templar High Council]

Name: Akatsuki Miku(or Miku Akatsuki)
Appearance:
(Low resolution cropping FTW)
Gender | Sex: Female | yes please Female
Age: 21
Personality: Not very nice. She can, and will, chew you out for the slightest things. Kinda like me IRL, really: always pissed, overly dramatic, and constantly in search of sleep. Unlike me, she has no filters because yay interwebz. Hence, she will not hesitate to constantlynremind you how superior she is to your sorry ass.
Brief Biography:Miku grew up as pretty much any typical problem child would, if said child also happened to be the daughter(and heiress) to the ruling family of a Japanese megacorporation. She was raised from birth with a silver spoon in her mouth, and though she somehow managed to qvoid any kind of disfigurement or speech impediments, the effects definitely showed. Arrogance, reckless disobedience - the whole nine yards. She fought with her parents, her parents fought back, and, gradually, her parents seemed to be winning. They successfully reigned in her teenage hormones with a combination of bribery and overt threats, at least somewhat controlling the direction of her impulses, if not their strength or frequency. They congratulated themselves for a while, until they realized that neither party had grown any more friendly and promptly packed her off to a college in America. THAT was their big mistake. America is nothing like Japan, after all - not only does it have looser social restrictions, it also has legalized marijuanna! Not that Miku would ever consider it, her sense of class superiority being one of the few things her parents had succesfully wrought, but she didn't have a choice. Her history had already led her to make all the wrong friends, and one night, in the midst of a particularly wild party, one of them tricked her into trying an especially delectable baked treat, that just so happened to be laced with a healthy dose of the "raddest thing you'll ever try." Well, if one takes "rad" to be a contraction of "radiation", then one might be right. The overdose wasn't fatal, thank Satan for that, but it did leave her brain damaged in a rsther peculiar way. There was no loss of intelligence or change in personality, except what might be expected from such a betrayal, but she did end up cursed with the twin defects of insomnia and severe narcolepsy(though some claim her sleep-deprived and sleepy states should count as bipolar disorder). Her parents were sorely disappointed, and after one too many heated arguments over long distance call, she was disowned and left to her own devices in the city of her alma mater, Sunset Gates. Don't get the wrong idea, though, her parents aren't completely heartless. They left her several million in trust, because heaven forbid their daughter dirty her hands working for the filthy gaijin. She took the money and the freedom with a bit less grief than warranted, and resolved to settle into her new life. First order of business? Find a good cafe, and then maybe a bookstore or two.

Slightly better?

Slightly better, again.

[Saleon]

Name: Astra Ghunsverd

Appearance:
(Image)

Gender | Sex: Female | bisexual, but will yuri for cash
Age: 18

Personality: M-ka and S-ka, depends on the time of day. She is adventurous, with a voyeuristic tinge, but ultimately loving. She does unfortunately have yandere tendencies, but she is taking medication for that. She is very athletic and can be shy around new people. She carries a crowbar in her backpack, which she got from one of her friends. She likes reading horror novels at the bookstore, where she has recently taken a job.

Brief Biography:
On the dark day of XX/XX/XXXX, Astra was walking in a field of flowers, sunshine, and rainbow colored barf. She pranced around the fields until it was her time to go. She talked in a high pitched British accent, "well, my gosh. I think it is time for me to recollect with my mother! I shall make my way, posthaste!"

Soon she heard the sound of Chainsaws as they riddled her home. At first, she thought daddy was sawing a new hole in the wall, but soon she heard screams. Blood fell from the ceiling, and the demons of hell flooded out of the house, and dragged the house into hell. Apparently, the house was made on an ancient Indian burial ground. although, this was her own account of the incident, and has been found highly suspect. Still no evidence was found as the cops went... missing...

Afterwards, an actual interdimensional rift opened up outside of her school. She was abducted and taken into some inverted hellhole that vaguely resembled earth. Aliens, monsters, demons. They swarmed from every orifice of the earth's crust. She learned a couple of lessons then: 1.) Man, like monster, is evil; 2.) To live is to be strong; 3.) crowbars make a good touchup when you have to meet some angry brutes. She soon came from an indentured serf to a slovenly slaver to a free and utterly savage. She was much different from when she came in. totally. It was after three weeks that she was able to find a new rift to take her from that nightmarish playground.

The void opened to a sunny, strange town which felt eerily peaceable, yet never of the norm. The sign stated, "Welcome to Sunset Gates". Odd place. She could handle it.

She then was sent to extensive therapy sessions, and, with no family members willing to take her, she was sent to many foster families. This family was killed by an illustrious serial killer, who has not been found to this date. Her next house turned out to be cannibals, and her last house caught fire, just after she moved out. so sad, so sad. After her 16th year, she learned she was also part yandere, which someone found to be obvious, he disappeared. The doctor prescribed medication to help her. She must take three pills three times a day, and she should be fine (mostly). She still carries a crowbar, but the tendencies are far less than they would be normally. She is working on it.

She found interest in an odd bookstore, after getting situated, and grew to love the horror section. The therapist think it might be bad for her, or at least strongly recommend against it. Astra gets into some very in-depth mutilation of people, with her books going into overly specific and explicit detail into the murders. She also enjoys mystery novels, though only ones with horror aspects (so thrillers and the like). The frequenters to the store know to never to ask what she is reading, at any moment.

Name: Bethany Ghunsverd

Appearance:
(Image)

Gender | Sex: Female | bisexual, yuris for cash.
Age: 18

Personality: A mostly taciturn, hard-working class president at her high school. She hides her absurd behavior and works to be a role-model student. This is but a precise cover. She is a pride-wanting, selfish "princess" who has a dark past. She has an obscure power to gain information about people from biting them (often with many misunderstandings) and works hard to keep people praising her, and asking her for help with their homework. Outside of the biting, of course. They find that a bit odd, some find it attractive. She finds it normal. She is secretly an M.

Brief Biography:
Bethany moved to Sunset Gates after a tragic bullying incident. From what has been pieced together through the evidence, she was a "perfectly normal" student and class president (self-appointed). She fell in love with one of the more sincere boys at his school. They went on the normal cheesy boy/girl stuff. Bethany kept up her appearances near that kid, always the scholarly lover. The silent type who seems like a doll tending to some work of Shakespeare. They saw a movie, but Bethany had been very sick, so could barely remember it. She began to lose consciousness during the movie, which caused her to bite his arm, quite hard as well. He recoiled near instantly, but not before Bethany learned she had a distinct power, she could read into the life of any individual after contact with her teeth. She didn't think she did anything wrong, as her parents forgot to mention that biting people is a terrible thing, but it was only after that moment that her power came to conception. They broke up

After a tragic break-up with her first, and what people say will be her last, boyfriend, the girls at the school began to bully her harshly. They called her "tooth-face" and dumped water on her and put tacks in her shoes. Bethany had no clue why they turned sour. After a while, her parents recommending moving to a new school. "tooth-face."

This is how she came to Sunset Gates. She has maintained her appearances in school, with more biting. At her school, in her grade, she is the self-proclaimed class president. She spends her time in books when she isn't plotting her actions to best get people to grovel at her feet. What people have neglected to notice is the type of books she reads. She keeps that hidden. Her dark and twisted mind reads some of the most terrifying, bone-chilling novels she can find. The concept of horror is multiplied by the detailed mutilations which hide inside her reading material. This is how she fell into infatuation with a small bookstore on the corner. Many people think she is reading a funny story, with how often she sometimes can be seen with a bold smile and occasional giggle.

With her family not being the most economically sound, Bethany has come to work at that small library, known as "Compass Books" to pay for her expenses, which is mostly books filled with death and decay. She also has a fascination with the occult, and may try to curse people. Very little is known about what happens to those people.

revised apps. Both are complete and here for review. (she is not a witch, and those people naturally moved away, usually from their parents being reemployed elsewhere.

[The Burning Sun]

Slightly better?

Slightly better, again.

Thanks! I edited it to use that link instead.

[The Templar High Council]

Slightly better, again.

Thanks! I edited it to use that link instead.

No prob.

[Saleon]

I feel left out considering I don't have a nickname on the roster....

[The Templar High Council]

I feel left out considering I don't have a nickname on the roster....

You're Sal.

IDK why it's not there.

Blame Shy.

[Saleon]

I feel left out considering I don't have a nickname on the roster....

You're Sal.

IDK why it's not there.

Blame Shy.

*sends a supply of cookies to Shy as a bribe*

I have also been called K-Mart, for some reason. Still need to ask Charlia why she gave me that nickname. I forgot the reasoning a while back.

*adds a nekko to the bribing-pile*

[The Templar High Council]

You're Sal.

IDK why it's not there.

Blame Shy.

*sends a supply of cookies to Shy as a bribe*

I have also been called K-Mart, for some reason. Still need to ask Charlia why she gave me that nickname. I forgot the reasoning a while back.

*adds a nekko to the bribing-pile*

*takes the neko*

Meh. I'll call you Chloro if you want. Because you're so familiar with that chemical.

[Saleon]

*sends a supply of cookies to Shy as a bribe*

I have also been called K-Mart, for some reason. Still need to ask Charlia why she gave me that nickname. I forgot the reasoning a while back.

*adds a nekko to the bribing-pile*

*takes the neko*

Meh. I'll call you Chloro if you want. Because you're so familiar with that chemical.

You mean I use eerily specific chloroform that defies all common understandings of the chemical and are not real IRL? Yes most chemists just make stuff up on a forum and then watch as people stick with it.

*gags logic with anti-metaphysical concepts chloroform, and drags it to the darkest recesses of the NS forums*

[The Templar High Council]

*takes the neko*

Meh. I'll call you Chloro if you want. Because you're so familiar with that chemical.

You mean I use eerily specific chloroform that defies all common understandings of the chemical and are not real IRL? Yes most chemists just make stuff up on a forum and then watch as people stick with it.

*gags logic with anti-metaphysical concepts chloroform, and drags it to the darkest recesses of the NS forums*

Oh. Well, yes. That.

Just don't touch the neko. I will probably break your arm.

[Doughertania]

Huh. This is still a thing? Cool.

[Saleon]

Huh. This is still a thing? Cool.

Yeah, it magically burst to life and gave birth to a slice of life rp in the works, go to the OP and make an app if you want. And I thought the defibrillators failed...

[Doughertania]

Huh. This is still a thing? Cool.

Yeah, it magically burst to life and gave birth to a slice of life rp in the works, go to the OP and make an app if you want. And I thought the defibrillators failed...

I might make an app, but IDK how active I could. I'm already struggling with three RPs.

Then again, I like most of the people in this thread, so maybe I'll stay for the company.

[Empire of Donner land]

Huh. This is still a thing? Cool.

Yeah, it magically burst to life and gave birth to a slice of life rp in the works, go to the OP and make an app if you want. And I thought the defibrillators failed...

They didn't fail.

You just misplaced them with your chloroform rags.

[The Templar High Council]

Yeah, it magically burst to life and gave birth to a slice of life rp in the works, go to the OP and make an app if you want. And I thought the defibrillators failed...

They didn't fail.

You just misplaced them with your chloroform rags.

Chloroform defibs?