The Community (Black Comedy)(OOC)

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Based on the anti-sitcom It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia with the setting of The Florida Project

THE COMMUNITY

Welcome to Florida. Life isn't so well for you currently, is it?

This interesting RP focuses on the lives of those who are deemed broken, misfits or just plain damaged characters. All of these unsavory bunch are living together within the shadow of Orlando, as they try to make ends met at a rundown motel known as the Dreamland Motel in Kissimmee, which had gained a pub at the establishment to be run. There is no overall goal, other than to engage in schemes or some other mischiefs for the sake of one's gain or for another reason.

Here in the Dreamland Motel, the notorious manager has started to let people use the motel as an apartment, where your character currently resides. Your character has their own story to tell on how they ended up at rock bottom within a now forgotten stretch of tourist traps. The world outside one of the most happiest places on Earth does have an interesting story to tell, but for your character, they live in the thick of it.

Setting In A Drunken Nutshell: This RP is set in a world 99% identical to our own. The main difference is that life seems to be complete s$#% for nearly everyone, as the setting is a sarcastically cynical and nihilistic version of our own reality. Imagine living in Liberty City or Los Santos, where everyone is a complete dick. In this RP, most of the NPCs you might have your character interact with will either be vain, amoral, illogical, ignorant, rude, self-absorbed, crude, hypocritical, or is just a complete dick. While some real-life events might be mentioned, some things will be given fictional names, even if one knows the reference.

COVID-19 doesn't exist in this timeline, however a societal disaster of a major economic meltdown has happened, which caused people to lose their minds. A quick rundown is that NFTs became popular more early in 2020, but this caused a bubble to form, just like subprime mortgages. Along with several other economic-related mishaps, the economy went into a recession briefly in 2020, though it would only steadily increase. Gas prices were briefly expensive, but are being lowered slowly. Random crime and terrorism rates seem to be on the rise, however. The current date of which this RP starts is July 11th, 2021.

There is no real goal, as the RP is meant to be slice-of-life with some black comedy on the worst aspects of life. Think of it as an exercise to develop your character. A character with many flaws and trying to get by.

Rules:
1. No Godmodding, FailRP, or Metagaming.
2. Even though some mature themes will be present, this RP will be focused on being PG-13 as much as possible. Anything that might skim the line must be covered up with a spoiler.
3. As OP, I get final say on things. I'm responsible for most of the things in the IC, so while your characters are free to do whatever suits their narrative, I serve to make sure that some of your character's decisions have consequences. I'm allowed to deny an app or forbid any people who might prove to be a problem visibly from attending. I may appoint a CO-OP, if necessary.
4. Please get along in the OOC for the sake of world peace.
5. Please make sure your IC post are in your finest quality. I will excuse some minor grammar mistakes (we all make mistakes), but if your post is a complete mess in terms of quality or doing an one-liner, then there is going to be a problem.
6. Since this is a character RP, there is no need to create maps. The whole RP takes place in Kissimmee, Florida. Which means you can easily rely on Google Maps for more information to help make your posts immersive. An important note is that the Dreamland Motel is replacing the Magic Castle Inn, which the Dreamland is based off of.
7. It's illegal to not have fun.

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[box][b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Occupation:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (I would recommend a picture or a detailed word description. Sorry, no anime pictures are allowed, but you are still allowed to base them off for word descriptions, if you wish to do so)
[b]Personality:[/b] (What kind of flaws do they have? Are they self-destructive? Are they jaded? Are they vain?)
[b]Biography:[/b]
[b]Minor Notes:[/b] (Like to include some facts about your character? Song request that would suit your character? Or some personal requests for your character?)
[b]RP Sample:[/b] (While I like to make this optional, I want to make this a requirement. If this is your first time RPing, you make a brief IC paragraph that you cover with a spoiler)
[b]DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand[/b][/box]

Name: Retch Hickman
Age: 29
Occupation: Dreamland Motel Owner/Con Artist/Ex-Convict
Appearance: A tall and thin man with short slicked-back brown and black hair reeking of coconut oil with a visible streak of white hair. He has light brown skin which is a combination of his ancestral descent and natural tan, where he has brown eyes. Standing at 5'11 and 170 pounds, he tends to wear a flashy red and pink Hawaiian shirt of roses and flamingos, along with some blue jeans and some old Converse sneakers to keep up with appearances, though he would occasionally wear long-sleeved shirts and jackets when he's active at night. His past drug use can be seen with needle marks visible on his arms, which he tends to dismiss.

Character also has the same voice of Brandon Rogers. Yes, that Brandon Rogers, which I unable to link otherwise I might break my own PG-13 rule.
Personality: On the outside, Retch Hickman is a self-absorbed and narcissistic motel owner, who presents himself as easy-going towards tourists and travelers to maintain a façade. However, on the inside, his personality is much more uglier, due to problems from his past. In actuality, Retch is a bitter, depressed, dysfunctional, cynical, and jaded man. He has trouble developing meaningful relationships towards others, having not been able to form them during his chaotic childhood. Many argue that Retch is a misanthrope, due to his apathetic stance towards humanity, though some would say that his behavior could be justified.

Retch can be pushed to the edge to becoming berserk, where Retch does show some discomfort with himself after being in such a state, since he feels "empty". Retch himself even believes that he might have sociopathic tendencies or even be manic-depressive to explain his mood, but he is still unsure. Being clean from drugs, he ended up taking up an alcohol addiction. He can be secretive in terms of his personal feelings, since he doesn't see himself as relatable and only as a bystander.
Biography: Retch Hickman was born in 1992 somewhere in Florida to an extremely dysfunctional family, to which he claims that his parents were "#$@%ing sociopaths". It was stated by him that his family got involved with an eco-terrorist group that his father was a part of, where he just said that his mother treated him as his father, despite being nothing like him. It wasn't until his father died while he was still in a sophomore year in high school was when he felt some relief. Especially, since his mother was going to spend a life sentence in prison for killing his father in the first place over accusing him of eating a hamburger. His two sisters were still around, but they wanted to avoid any mention of their parents, just like Retch.

He did believe that his life would still get better, since his family was disbanded. Retch attempted to obtain a psychology major during his years at college. However, either Retch was unable to keep up with his classes, he got flunked by some aggressive teachers, or college debt caught up to him, he was forced to become a college dropout, having not planned any alternative methods in case he failed. He didn't really have anything else to do. He was now broke from wasting money for college, so he had to end up doing whatever was possible to get some cash.

He ended up in Central Florida, delving into some sketchy freelance business practices. He would gain money from scalping tickets to some of the nearby theme and amusement parks, though he would later experiment a bit by running a three-card-monte game and being an "extraterrestrial real estate" claiming to work for NASA. During 2015, Retch was introduced to heroin during a trip at a nightclub, where it would spiral into an addiction, branching out into any opioid he could get his hands on. What made it worse was that even after Retch would con a decent amount of money, he would end up spending most of it on heroin, trapping him into a cycle of drug use.

Later in 2017, he would eventually get himself thrown into prison for a minimum sentence for being fraud and drug possession, after several grams of heroin in the trunk of his car, after he was arrested for having unpaid speeding and parking tickets. He got it easy, though it was more harsher in prison, even with an almost small sentence. Retch didn't want to admit that it was due to the feeling he had that he felt "empty", but one has to be migrated back to normal society, don't they? After spending some hard time in prison, he got brought to a rehab to get him fully cold turkey, even though he ended up withdrawing back in prison. He was able to befriend an addict named Bryan Wells, who was being forced to kick the heroin bucket, also. The two did share some talk during their time, but Bryan ended up relapsing before Retch was admitted out.

He was released a year later, where he developed an infamous reputation among some locals. Especially after an "incident" back in 2016 to which people have started to treat him as an outsider. While the incident in question isn't explained, Retch himself doesn't like to talk about it either. A couple years later in 2020, the global economic meltdown over NFTs and gas prices happened. He was on his own, until he took interest in the property that was the Dreamland Motel. The meltdown killed tourism heavily, where Retch managed to convince the owners to let him buy the motel at a cheap price. Retch himself believed that the value of the motel would go up, since he knew that the tourist market will end up adapting to the meltdown.

It was a high bet, but he was right. The economy did briefly rebound, though only to an amount that could still guarantee tourists. However, Retch would end up realizing the reason for the low price of the motel. It was a haven for drug addicts and sketchy people, which made some people think the motel was condemned as a result. Retch decided to do some improvements, even though the same type of people kept coming. He converted the game room of the motel into a pub, where he tried to pitch it to travelers as a reason to stop by.

Even though, tourists, locals, and travelers would be on Highway 192 as usual, the Dreamland Motel would be a 2-star motel with it's own stories to tell. For Retch's story, it isn't pretty..
Minor Notes:
- Some NPCs claim that Retch might be a suspected serial killer, however Retch himself denies this. This allegation is unrelated to the "incident", more so.
- The incident in question is rarely brought up, but from a rare claim from Retch, he admits to pissing off the wrong people during a drug-induced binge, though it's theorized that Retch angered someone with "connections". Disturbingly, Retch says he doesn't regret what he did.
- There are some hints that Retch might be attracted to Bryan Wells romantically, though he's in the closet on the matter.
RP Sample: Bruh, I'm the OP.
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

IC

Checked In (Roster):
Trailer Home/Owner's Quarters
Retch Hickman - Motel Owner

Room 101: Shawn McDaniel - Aspiring Hip-Hop Recording Artist/Cashier
Room 102: Brent C. Jones - Cult Leader
Room 103: Chuck Wyzynnski - World's Best Worst Alcoholic
Room 104: RESERVED
Room 105: Jay Palins - Tow Truck Driver
Room 106: Stewart Campbell - Pub Bouncer/Odd Job Man
Room 107: Clara Herrmann - Stock Buyer/Con Artist

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Should have an app up soon

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Name: Shawn McDaniel
Age: 21
Occupation: Cashier, Aspiring Musical Recording Artist
Appearance:

Personality: Shawn is, in a word, complicated. He usually tries to be all smiles, but he can often be cynical and sarcastic. His mental health isn’t that great either, as he suffers from mild depression and anxiety.
Biography:
Shawn McDaniel was born on July 13, 1999 in New Orleans, Louisiana, where he would grow up, to his mother, Grace, and his father, Tristian. Later on, Shawn’s brother, Benjamin, would be born in 2003, and his sister, Natalie, would be born in 2006. Early on, Shawn formed a close relationship with his mother and, later, his siblings, though Tristian would not be very present in the life of his son, which would contribute to their strained relationship of today.

From an early age, Shawn was exposed to local music, especially hip hop, and he took an interest in it. As he grew older, and by the time he was ten, he began experimenting with making his own music. For a while this was more of a hobby than anything, but recently he has pondered the possibility of making a living out of a potential music career.

In 2008, when Shawn was nine, his parents got a divorce, and Shawn and his siblings were out in Grace’s custody. Shawn at times didn’t handle the process well, which would contribute to his current mental health issues, and would also push him to use music as a stress reliever.

Otherwise, Shawn lived a relatively normal life up until college. He went to the nearby University of Central Florida for college, and while there he would meet Angel Green during his freshman year in 2018, and Angel was one of the few people Shawn interacted with that wasn’t a jerk while Shawn was one of the few people she interacted with that wasn’t a jerk, so the two quickly hit it off, becoming close friends. Things were going well for our good pal Shawn, but right around here is when things began to fall apart.

In early 2020, Shawn’s mother, Grace, would be killed in a car accident. Shawn was devastated, as the two were very close to each other. His siblings would go into the custody of Tristian, who had up to now been largely absent in their lives, and attempts between him and Shawn to repair their relationship would end up largely failing.

When the economy went into recession, Shawn began to struggle to pay for college, though his father showed little sympathy. As the recession progressed, Shawn would find himself without a job, as the place he was working at was forced to close down due to the tough economic situation. To make matters worse, Tristian would cut him off financially, citing that he needed the extra money to help raise Benjamin and Natalie, while also indirectly blaming Shawn for losing his job. Shawn wasn’t convinced, and knew both Benjamin and Natalie were relatively self sufficient, and thought he was cutting him off for his own selfish reasons. As such, what was left of their relationship all but collapsed, and the two haven’t spoke since.

Now being unable to pay for college, Shawn would be forced to drop out in his junior year, as he would also be evicted from his apartment as he was also unable to pay rent. Angel had felt sorry for him, so she offered to let him stay at her apartment, an offer he quickly took her up on. There he stayed for a few months, getting a new job and making just enough money to get by. Eventually, Shawn would discover the Dreamland Motel, and how it’s owner was allowing people to use the motel as an apartment, and while he didn’t 100% trust it (and rightfully so, this place is shady…), he took a chance to become self sufficient again and moved in at the beginning of the year.

Now, as he gathers himself and considers his options, he now has a new opportunity to make something of his life, and for his sake he had better not waste it…

Minor Notes: Shawn’s potential music career is meant to be an allegory for his character model’s, and most if not all songs I may have Shawn “make” are his, not mine
RP Sample: here
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

[Main Nation Ministry]

Name: Shawn McDaniel
Age: 21
Occupation: Cashier, Aspiring Musical Recording Artist
Appearance:
(Image)
Personality: Shawn is, in a word, complicated. He usually tries to be all smiles, but he can often be cynical and sarcastic. His mental health isn’t that great either, as he suffers from mild depression and anxiety.
Biography:
Shawn McDaniel was born on July 13, 1999 in New Orleans, Louisiana, where he would grow up, to his mother, Grace, and his father, Tristian. Later on, Shawn’s brother, Benjamin, would be born in 2003, and his sister, Natalie, would be born in 2006. Early on, Shawn formed a close relationship with his mother and, later, his siblings, though Tristian would not be very present in the life of his son, which would contribute to their strained relationship of today.

From an early age, Shawn was exposed to local music, especially hip hop, and he took an interest in it. As he grew older, and by the time he was ten, he began experimenting with making his own music. For a while this was more of a hobby than anything, but recently he has pondered the possibility of making a living out of a potential music career.

In 2008, when Shawn was nine, his parents got a divorce, and Shawn and his siblings were out in Grace’s custody. Shawn at times didn’t handle the process well, which would contribute to his current mental health issues, and would also push him to use music as a stress reliever.

Otherwise, Shawn lived a relatively normal life up until college. He went to the nearby University of Central Florida for college, and while there he would meet Angel Green during his freshman year in 2018, and Angel was one of the few people Shawn interacted with that wasn’t a jerk while Shawn was one of the few people she interacted with that wasn’t a jerk, so the two quickly hit it off, becoming close friends. Things were going well for our good pal Shawn, but right around here is when things began to fall apart.

In early 2020, Shawn’s mother, Grace, would be killed in a car accident. Shawn was devastated, as the two were very close to each other. His siblings would go into the custody of Tristian, ahi had up to now been largely absent in their lives, and attempts between him and Shawn to repair their relationship would end up largely failing.

When the economy went into recession, Shawn began to struggle to pay for college, though his father showed little sympathy. As the recession progressed, Shawn would find himself without a job, as the place he was working at was forced to close down due to the tough economic situation. To make matters worse, Tristian would cut him off financially, citing that he needed the extra money to help raise Benjamin and Natalie, while also indirectly blaming Shawn for losing his job. Shawn wasn’t convinced, and knew both Benjamin and Natalie were relatively self sufficient, and thought he was cutting him off for his own selfish reasons. As such, what was left of their relationship all but collapsed, and the two haven’t spoke since.

Now being unable to pay for college, Shawn would be forced to drop out in his junior year, as he would also be evicted from his apartment as he was also unable to pay rent. Angel had felt sorry for him, so she offered to let him stay at her apartment, an offer he quickly took her up on. There he stayed for a few months, getting a new job and making just enough money to get by. Eventually, Shawn would discover the Dreamland Motel, and how it’s owner was allowing people to use the motel as an apartment, and while he didn’t 100% trust it (and rightfully so, this place is shady…), he took a chance to become self sufficient again and moved in at the beginning of the year.

Now, as he gathers himself and considers his options, he now has a new opportunity to make something of his life, and for his sake he had better not waste it…

Minor Notes: Shawn’s potential music career is meant to be an allegory for his character model’s, and most if not all songs I may have Shawn “make” are his, not mine
RP Sample: here
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

Shawn shall make sure that hip-hop never dies, even in Florida.

ACCEPTED

I'm aiming to get two or three more character accepted, before I can get up a IC post. Make sure you'll raise some allowance to anyone who might be interested in this RP!

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Taggity tag

[Talchyon]

tag -

An idea I have is a guy whose blood alcohol content is somewhere always around 1.1...

[Main Nation Ministry]

tag -

An idea I have is a guy whose blood alcohol content is somewhere always around 1.1...

You can't get alcohol poisoning, when you're the alcohol poisoning.

[Voxija]

I'm here. Florida Girl herself.

Name: Brent C. Jones
Age: 29
Occupation: Unemployed, wants to start a cult.
Appearance: 5' 5", mixed race, a worn-out, haggard face. Wears loud ties, attracts flies, has a receding hairline. Quite curly hair, doesn't wear underwear, his shoes are always too big for him. Wears strange hats, saggy blue jeans, and generic t-shirts with his ties.
Personality: Brent's biggest flaw is narcissism. He thinks that he's right about everything, and that everyone else is wrong. Brent is also quite foolhardy, and quite embodies the saying "curiosity killed the cat". Brent is a pretty chaotic person who just does whatever comes to mind.
Biography: Brent C. Jones was born to a completely normal middle-class family in Palm Harbor, Florida on March 13, 1992. He was always a problem child though. Brent alternately got dragged into trouble by his friends or dragged his friends into trouble. When he was in middle school, Brent started partying and taking all sorts of strange drugs. Although his grades were rock-bottom, he inexplicably did very well in English.

Brent Jones dropped out of high school at the age of 16. He did odd jobs, such as bagging at Publix, being a pizza delivery guy, and wrangling invasive reptiles, to pay for expenses such as his drug habit. He mostly partied instead of doing his work, and often found himself staying in friends' apartments. He stopped contacting his parents, which they're quite thankful for.

Around the age of 19, Brent Jones took part in a party which included substances that he did not know the ingredients of. The next day, Brent had a vision. Aliens overlords from the sky were talking to him, telling him the secrets of the galaxy and the afterlife. When Brent woke up, he wrote down everything, claiming that he had discovered the secret of life, rather than just an epic drug trip. Brent decided to stop taking drugs, because the aliens had told him to. He went cold turkey, which almost worked and almost killed him. Brent Jones decided to start a religion based on what the aliens had told him.

Brent has been surviving off stolen goods and donations by people who pity him for ten years. He has been hitchhiking and roaming around Florida all this time, trying to get people to join his religion. He is banned from several cities. Brent has a few followers, mostly in Clearwater, Florida, who sometimes send in money and canned food. It is a miracle he has survived this long.

Recently, Brent Jones decided to use drugs again, because he had a bad dream about it. After his last trip, he woke up in Kissimmee, not knowing what he was doing there. He checked into the Dreamland Motel just last week. He's probably gonna try and convert everyone staying there to his "Brentism". Even my character hasn't named his cult yet.
Minor Notes: -Make fun of Brent's cult all you want, but don't compare it to any real life religion. Yes, even that.
-He really likes hats. He might try and steal everyone's hats.
-I'll probably make up the names of all the weird drugs Brent takes.
-He's named Jones after Jim Jones, and Brent after the guy who played Data on Star Trek. The C. doesn't stand for anything.
RP Sample: Literally every MadLads RP, as well as the Daily Carrot and whatever this is.
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

[Main Nation Ministry]

I'm here. Florida Girl herself.

Name: Brent C. Jones
Age: 29
Occupation: Unemployed, wants to start a cult.
Appearance: 5' 5", mixed race, a worn-out, haggard face. Wears loud ties, attracts flies, has a receding hairline. Quite curly hair, doesn't wear underwear, his shoes are always too big for him. Wears strange hats, saggy blue jeans, and generic t-shirts with his ties.
Personality: Brent's biggest flaw is narcissism. He thinks that he's right about everything, and that everyone else is wrong. Brent is also quite foolhardy, and quite embodies the saying "curiosity killed the cat". Brent is a pretty chaotic person who just does whatever comes to mind.
Biography: Brent C. Jones was born to a completely normal middle-class family in Palm Harbor, Florida on March 13, 1992. He was always a problem child though. Brent alternately got dragged into trouble by his friends or dragged his friends into trouble. When he was in middle school, Brent started partying and taking all sorts of strange drugs. Although his grades were rock-bottom, he inexplicably did very well in English.

Brent Jones dropped out of high school at the age of 16. He did odd jobs, such as bagging at Publix, being a pizza delivery guy, and wrangling invasive reptiles, to pay for expenses such as his drug habit. He mostly partied instead of doing his work, and often found himself staying in friends' apartments. He stopped contacting his parents, which they're quite thankful for.

Around the age of 19, Brent Jones took part in a party which included substances that he did not know the ingredients of. The next day, Brent had a vision. Aliens overlords from the sky were talking to him, telling him the secrets of the galaxy and the afterlife. When Brent woke up, he wrote down everything, claiming that he had discovered the secret of life, rather than just an epic drug trip. Brent decided to stop taking drugs, because the aliens had told him to. He went cold turkey, which almost worked and almost killed him. Brent Jones decided to start a religion based on what the aliens had told him.

Brent has been surviving off stolen goods and donations by people who pity him for ten years. He has been hitchhiking and roaming around Florida all this time, trying to get people to join his religion. He is banned from several cities. Brent has a few followers, mostly in Clearwater, Florida, who sometimes send in money and canned food. It is a miracle he has survived this long.

Recently, Brent Jones decided to use drugs again, because he had a bad dream about it. After his last trip, he woke up in Kissimmee, not knowing what he was doing there. He checked into the Dreamland Motel just last week. He's probably gonna try and convert everyone staying there to his "Brentism". Even my character hasn't named his cult yet.
Minor Notes: -Make fun of Brent's cult all you want, but don't compare it to any real life religion. Yes, even that.
-He really likes hats. He might try and steal everyone's hats.
-I'll probably make up the names of all the weird drugs Brent takes.
-He's named Jones after Jim Jones, and Brent after the guy who played Data on Star Trek. The C. doesn't stand for anything.
RP Sample: Literally every MadLads RP, as well as the Daily Carrot and whatever this is.
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

Things are about to go full on Naked Lunch, either from the drugs or from Brentism.

ACCEPTED

[Deblar]

I'm here. Florida Girl herself.

Name: Brent C. Jones
Age: 29
Occupation: Unemployed, wants to start a cult.
Appearance: 5' 5", mixed race, a worn-out, haggard face. Wears loud ties, attracts flies, has a receding hairline. Quite curly hair, doesn't wear underwear, his shoes are always too big for him. Wears strange hats, saggy blue jeans, and generic t-shirts with his ties.
Personality: Brent's biggest flaw is narcissism. He thinks that he's right about everything, and that everyone else is wrong. Brent is also quite foolhardy, and quite embodies the saying "curiosity killed the cat". Brent is a pretty chaotic person who just does whatever comes to mind.
Biography: Brent C. Jones was born to a completely normal middle-class family in Palm Harbor, Florida on March 13, 1992. He was always a problem child though. Brent alternately got dragged into trouble by his friends or dragged his friends into trouble. When he was in middle school, Brent started partying and taking all sorts of strange drugs. Although his grades were rock-bottom, he inexplicably did very well in English.

Brent Jones dropped out of high school at the age of 16. He did odd jobs, such as bagging at Publix, being a pizza delivery guy, and wrangling invasive reptiles, to pay for expenses such as his drug habit. He mostly partied instead of doing his work, and often found himself staying in friends' apartments. He stopped contacting his parents, which they're quite thankful for.

Around the age of 19, Brent Jones took part in a party which included substances that he did not know the ingredients of. The next day, Brent had a vision. Aliens overlords from the sky were talking to him, telling him the secrets of the galaxy and the afterlife. When Brent woke up, he wrote down everything, claiming that he had discovered the secret of life, rather than just an epic drug trip. Brent decided to stop taking drugs, because the aliens had told him to. He went cold turkey, which almost worked and almost killed him. Brent Jones decided to start a religion based on what the aliens had told him.

Brent has been surviving off stolen goods and donations by people who pity him for ten years. He has been hitchhiking and roaming around Florida all this time, trying to get people to join his religion. He is banned from several cities. Brent has a few followers, mostly in Clearwater, Florida, who sometimes send in money and canned food. It is a miracle he has survived this long.

Recently, Brent Jones decided to use drugs again, because he had a bad dream about it. After his last trip, he woke up in Kissimmee, not knowing what he was doing there. He checked into the Dreamland Motel just last week. He's probably gonna try and convert everyone staying there to his "Brentism". Even my character hasn't named his cult yet.
Minor Notes: -Make fun of Brent's cult all you want, but don't compare it to any real life religion. Yes, even that.
-He really likes hats. He might try and steal everyone's hats.
-I'll probably make up the names of all the weird drugs Brent takes.
-He's named Jones after Jim Jones, and Brent after the guy who played Data on Star Trek. The C. doesn't stand for anything.
RP Sample: Literally every MadLads RP, as well as the Daily Carrot and whatever this is.
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

Oh dear lord, it’s Florida Man

[Talchyon]

Name: Chuck Wyzynnski (aka "Chucky" aka "Chucky-boy" aka "Slosh")
Age: 27
Occupation: Does "Leech on Society" count as a job? No employer in their right mind would ever hire Chuck.
Appearance: See picture on right

Personality: Chuck's blood alcohol content is almost always 1.0 or higher. When drunk - which is always - Chuck is the kind of drunk who's happy, loud, annoying and a nuisance. He's also always thirsty, but never really knows why.
Biography: Charles "Chuck" Wyzynnski was practically born in the backroom of a bar, and never really left. Unsurprisingly, Chuck started drinking from a young age - following in his parents', friends', neighbors' and practically all acquaintances' footsteps. School was never his thing, so he dropped out after a few years. Getting a C in wood shop sophomore year still remains his life-long success story.

It's kind of a mystery how Chuck ended up both having a room at the Dreamland Motel, and keeping it. After all, Chuck Wyzynnski is the kind of tenant no landlord ever wants to have, the kind that makes being a landlord a frustrating anxiety attack in the making, the kind that drives down the property value of the whole place and the block it's on. And yet, here he is. The reason? Chuck is in knowledge of a secret so embarrassing, so humiliating, and so downright shameful about the landlord, Retch Hickman. The good thing is, Chuck's memory is always kind of fuzzy so he doesn't quite remember exactly what it is he has over Retch that makes the landlord give him a permanent rent-free room. But you can bet, it's bad. Real bad. And somehow, Chuck managed to get it all figured out in one of his few moments of sobriety, about how to send this secret to the news if anything ever happened to him (such as losing his room at the motel). This secret is so bad and shocking, it would be viral in seconds, it's that bad. That hasn't made Retch like Chuck anymore than he has to. But that secret has not only bought Chuck a permanent motel room rent-free. It's also kept Chuck alive, not that he's doing much with his life.

And how in the wide wide world of sports does Chuck seem to have an endless supply of liquor? Surely not by begging. Looking at Chuck, all but the blind would realize he's going to blow whatever money he gets on more booze. Surely not by working. Chuck, as mentioned before, can't get hired. And yet, somehow he has a regular supply of beer, liquor, and other assorted drinks.

Minor Notes: Song request for Chuck

(Also, I have no clue what the secret is that keeps Chuck a tenant. Maybe we can make it a running gag that we refer to it in vague terms only)

RP Sample: Here's a post from a recent RP - a drama though
Somewhat older post - from a comedy


DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

[Main Nation Ministry]

Name: Chuck Wyzynnski (aka "Chucky" aka "Chucky-boy" aka "Slosh")
Age: 27
Occupation: Does "Leech on Society" count as a job? No employer in their right mind would ever hire Chuck.
Appearance: See picture on right

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Personality: Chuck's blood alcohol content is almost always 1.0 or higher. When drunk - which is always - Chuck is the kind of drunk who's happy, loud, annoying and a nuisance. He's also always thirsty, but never really knows why.
Biography: Charles "Chuck" Wyzynnski was practically born in the backroom of a bar, and never really left. Unsurprisingly, Chuck started drinking from a young age - following in his parents', friends', neighbors' and practically all acquaintances' footsteps. School was never his thing, so he dropped out after a few years. Getting a C in wood shop sophomore year still remains his life-long success story.

It's kind of a mystery how Chuck ended up both having a room at the Dreamland Motel, and keeping it. After all, Chuck Wyzynnski is the kind of tenant no landlord ever wants to have, the kind that makes being a landlord a frustrating anxiety attack in the making, the kind that drives down the property value of the whole place and the block it's on. And yet, here he is. The reason? Chuck is in knowledge of a secret so embarrassing, so humiliating, and so downright shameful about the landlord, Retch Hickman. The good thing is, Chuck's memory is always kind of fuzzy so he doesn't quite remember exactly what it is he has over Retch that makes the landlord give him a permanent rent-free room. But you can bet, it's bad. Real bad. And somehow, Chuck managed to get it all figured out in one of his few moments of sobriety, about how to send this secret to the news if anything ever happened to him (such as losing his room at the motel). This secret is so bad and shocking, it would be viral in seconds, it's that bad. That hasn't made Retch like Chuck anymore than he has to. But that secret has not only bought Chuck a permanent motel room rent-free. It's also kept Chuck alive, not that he's doing much with his life.

And how in the wide wide world of sports does Chuck seem to have an endless supply of liquor? Surely not by begging. Looking at Chuck, all but the blind would realize he's going to blow whatever money he gets on more booze. Surely not by working. Chuck, as mentioned before, can't get hired. And yet, somehow he has a regular supply of beer, liquor, and other assorted drinks.

Minor Notes: Song request for Chuck

(Also, I have no clue what the secret is that keeps Chuck a tenant. Maybe we can make it a running gag that we refer to it in vague terms only)

RP Sample: Here's a post from a recent RP - a drama though
Somewhat older post - from a comedy


DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

They call him Slosh for a reason. He shall become what he drinks.

ACCEPTED

I think I shall give a half of day or less, before I can get the IC all ready. For now, prepare for the bootleg Florida experience on the 192!

[Deblar]

I’m not sure whether to be impressed or concerned by the fact that Shawn seems to be the most functional of the group

[Talchyon]

I’m not sure whether to be impressed or concerned by the fact that Shawn seems to be the most functional of the group

Be concerned. Be very concerned.

[Main Nation Ministry]

The IC has cometh!

Your misadventures start now!

[Mercatus]

I’m thinking about doing an ex-Marine and Iraq veteran with extreme paranoia and a short temper who has fallen on hard times. Someone functional, but by most standards, batshit crazy.

How does that sound?

[Main Nation Ministry]

I’m thinking about doing an ex-Marine and Iraq veteran with extreme paranoia and a short temper who has fallen on hard times. Someone functional, but by most standards, batshit crazy.

How does that sound?

Sounds good. We do have a cult leader and an ultimate drunkyard, so it's completely normal to see a ex-soldier in the motel.

[Talchyon]

I’m thinking about doing an ex-Marine and Iraq veteran with extreme paranoia and a short temper who has fallen on hard times. Someone functional, but by most standards, batshit crazy.

How does that sound?

Sounds good. We do have a cult leader and an ultimate drunkyard, so it's completely normal to see a ex-soldier in the motel.

Man, these motel get-together social gatherings are going to be a sight. Oh, to be a fly on that wall.

[Deblar]

Should have a post up at some point today

[Deblar]

Post up

[Untecna]

Name: Jay Palins
Age: 46
Occupation: Tow Truck Driver
Appearance: He is a very lean man, and a bit short, at 5' 7", he wears khaki cargo shorts and a plaid shirt. Brown eyes, and wears aviator sunglasses. Usually wears a Panthers hat as well. Brown hair.
Personality: He is generally untalkative, focusing more on his work, which gets him in trouble sometimes. He also is an anxious man, scared of the things around him, mostly bugs.
Biography: Jay was born in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and spent his life up until after high school there, when he moved to Knoxville to go to he University of Tennessee. He majored in mechanical engineering, but dropped out after he was fired from his job. He moved around, getting and losing jobs, until he ended up keeping one in Kissimmee, as a tow truck driver.
Minor Notes: He has a dog named Sue. She is a basset hound.
RP Sample: I've mostly done character RP in my region, but here's a sample: Sample
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

[Main Nation Ministry]

Name: Jay Palins
Age: 46
Occupation: Tow Truck Driver
Appearance: He is a very lean man, and a bit short, at 5' 7", he wears khaki cargo shorts and a plaid shirt. Brown eyes, and wears aviator sunglasses. Usually wears a Panthers hat as well. Brown hair.
Personality: He is generally untalkative, focusing more on his work, which gets him in trouble sometimes. He also is an anxious man, scared of the things around him, mostly bugs.
Biography: Jay was born in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and spent his life up until after high school there, when he moved to Knoxville to go to he University of Tennessee. He majored in mechanical engineering, but dropped out after he was fired from his job. He moved around, getting and losing jobs, until he ended up keeping one in Kissimmee, as a tow truck driver.
Minor Notes: He has a dog named Sue. She is a basset hound.
RP Sample: I've mostly done character RP in my region, but here's a sample: Sample
DO NOT REMOVE: Welcome to DreamLand

Never seen a RP sample from a region forum, but I think Jay can still work out for the other characters.

ACCEPTED

[Elejamie]

If I have OP's permission, I might make the pub bouncer who'll double as an odd job man if anyone wants anything doing. If I don't then he'll just be an odd job man. Either way, expect me to get an app up for an angry Glaswegian, sort of like a working class version of Malcolm Tucker.

[Main Nation Ministry]

If I have OP's permission, I might make the pub bouncer who'll double as an odd job man if anyone wants anything doing. If I don't then he'll just be an odd job man. Either way, expect me to get an app up for an angry Glaswegian, sort of like a working class version of Malcolm Tucker.

I shall allow for a pub bouncer, Eja. Also, I didn't realize that Malcolm Tucker was one of the Doctors, but why not?