Drama is better kept IC. Respect is key between members; if you want respect you must give respect. If there's a problem with a member please contact either one of the mods or one of the admins.
TAOE is an intermediate to advanced, mature rated site [M], so we ask that all members to be just that; mature. There can be some pretty heavy subject matter so be warned. No characters below 18 years old. NPCs like children and such can be mentioned. There will be no child molester characters allowed on this site.
Though there's no word count, we ask that you try and match your partner's number of words. It's no fun when you write a nice big paragraph and you get a couple sentences back, right? Then don't do it.
Number of Characters
There's no limit to the amount of characters you can make, however before you can make a second character, we ask that your first character has 10 IC posts. Same goes for any subsequent character. PLEASE KEEP YOUR CHARACTERS ACTIVE IF YOU WANNA KEEP THEM.
Register your character as "First Last" on the site, with your character names. If you messed up somehow talk to an admin, they'll be more then glad to edit your name for you. OOC accounts are reserved for Admins and Moderators, so please do not make them!
Avatar pics are 250px by 300px. The personal image on the minioprofile is a square and will resize automatically. This can be an image that represents the player, much like the avatars on the cbox! The Gif is 230px by 110px. Since the skin was so nicely coded by YunoTheNine, we ask to have high quality images please, keep the site pretty. Here is a link to help crop images and gifs: EZGif | PicMonkey
We ask that all faceclaims/play bys to be of actors of age (17 and older). We also ask them to be of real people (actors, models, etc, someone you can get pics and gifs), no anime or other cartoon characters. If you want to use art of your character you can put that in your signature, if you wish.
There will be none tolerated. There are rules to character powers and such for that reason, please see those sections in order to make sure you're not making your character too strong. If you have any questions contact an admin or mod and they'll be more then happy to help!
We simply ask (please) that you use the basic template which is provided within the posts, super easy, either click on the button that says "template" when you write your post or write [template][/*template] at the beginning and end of a post (minus the star). Plotters are required to have a template, but there's lots of resource sites for that such as Caution to the Wind
Generally speaking, the only classification changes characters can undergo is from Pure to Imperfect. Characters can POTENTIALLY go back to Elisium pretending to be Pures, but that would be a very elaborate plot that needs to be discussed with either By or Jonah before it happens.
Everything on this site is copyrighted to the said members or individuals here on TAOE. Skin was made by YunoTheNine of Shine. Templates and Graphics belong to the rightful owners, and there will be no stealing characters either. So we will put it frank, you steal ANYTHING without giving the proper credit, you will be banned. No warning.
We're all here to have a good time! So kick back, write loads, and have fun~! Make some friends! Like, for instance, Steve Buscemi, who also happens to be the password that you need to send to an admin via PM in order to get accepted. ;)
TAOE is set in the biggest city, Haven, of the Isle of Man, an island reserved for those the government deems 'imperfect'. Sexual orientation, gender expression, mental and physical health, intelligence, your willingness to cooperate... It all leads up to your ultimate downfall, the one that brings you to the doors of Haven. The weather is harsh, the streets are filthy, and most of the inhabitants live in poverty, fighting for sport and profit, and joining gangs to get by. It's a tough life, that in Haven, but hey; someone has to be a scapegoat.
But little does the government know, there's something about the Isle of Man that changes its inhabitants. They call it the Flux, and it's quite the phenomenon, leaving people who were once only usual in spirit or body, now unusual in ability. It's like a power, one that can come suddenly, or over time, or even not at all. It all depends, person to person, and is, for whatever reason, all based around the citizen's personality. Whether you're Pure or Imperfect, you have a chance of being blessed, or cursed.
Yet, through this rejection and hardship this is where home lies, and this is your chance to make it so.
The Authority is in place to protect us. They serve us to the best of their ability, they protect the citizens of this country until their very last dying breath. Long ago was a time where there was no peace. War raged upon the land, death and destruction ravaged the people, destroyed their homes, split them apart into chaos. In their desperation for control over the anarchy and disarray, the Authority stepped into their ranks, unannounced, unwelcome at first. This did not last.
They lured the people into their grasp with the promise of peace and prosperity, a vow to food, the end of crime and violence. Of course, the good, the bad and the ugly wanted in on this pledge, and many started taking advantage of the system. Like leeches they sucked, squeezed what they could of the government, to the point where there was general alarm, the populace began to notice! And thus began the weeding.
At first it was but criminals, the worst of the worst, all raided and plucked from the public eye, sent away to an undisclosed location for the safety of the country. But their haul through time grew in size; illness causes panic, those who are sick must be put somewhere else, disability, lest it be mental or physical, leads to voids in the community, gender should be a norm of two, no more no less, and those who do not confirm are to be re-educated or removed... the list for their demands grew longer and more elaborate.
Soon, correctional and holding facilities for these so dubbed Imperfects were so overcrowded you might as well akin them to cans of sardines. The Authority realized they needed a different strategy to keep these people from their Pure society.
They found an island, abandoned from times past, a city crumbling from within. The Isle of Man, reclaiming the city as their own they called it Haven in order to mask the true atrocity behind their Elisium.
This was sixty years ago. We are now the year 2021, three generations into Haven's rebirth.
AHOY MATEYS, this is your friendly neighborhood By peeking her face through the blinds and saying hello~! Been at this RPing thing since I was just a WEE LASS and man if I've come this far I must like it eh? Currently known as your local thread hoarder and one of the admins of TAOE! We've all been working ultra hard on this site so I hope it fills all the little cackles of your writing hearts~
pssttt don't be shy, none of us bite, promise. 8D
Guess what! By's a dirty liar. I bite. I go right for the jugular, every time. My name's Jonah, I'm a cute little baby boy, and I've been at this writing biz for about three years now. I'm not completely dead inside, but boy, am I on my way there! I'm a lean mean posting machine, and I like to just eat chocolate frosting sometimes. I just eat it. Right out of the thing. Give me your love.
I’m a die hard potterhead, metal head, and coffee addict. I have four dogs, two chihuahuas named Tali and Liara, a pitbull named Surri Dog, and an American Staffordshire Terrier named Norma Jean. I’m a bit of a crazy dog lady, but I’m okay with it.
Yo, I'm Roman! I'm a little noodle who wears too much black with hair as red as a fire truck. I am a firm believer in the power of art, and one day I hope to free all the animals from Sea World while Fall out Boy's "Folie à Deux" album plays in the background. I'm always open to talk about anything from plotting to personal life, so don't hesitate to hit me up! Happy writing!
Hi guys, I'm AngelRayne, you can either call me Angel, Rayne, or some variation, just let me know my name and I'll respond! Anyways I'm the site's official cuddler/snuggler. So if you ever need a hug/cuddle/snuggle let me know and I will drown you in cuddles. And as you may have guessed, YOU'RE ALL MINE!
Greetings fellow earthlings! The name's Grace, and I'm the resident ninja and Queen of typos here. But aside from that, I'm just your typical random oddball who's into K-pop, watching anime, and loves shoving her face into books.... Well, not really. I just love to read x3 Anywho I've been doing this whole roleplaying thang since way back in 2008 and it's safe to say that I've become addicted. So why not come and be addicts with us all? Okay, yeah. That's a weird way to put it. Just join us pretty please~? We're nice peeps, I swear!
Omg, I get to type and say hi to you guys! Like, what?! Hehe, hi there, most of you know me from our time elsewhere together, but for anyone who came after I left on the old site: hello. My name is Yuno, or fully "YunoTheNinetales." I picked up coding about a year ago, a little more by now, and honestly I love it. Beyond just the coding itself, though, I love helping other people figure it out. So, seriously, if you ever want some help coding something, learning how to do it, or simply fixing a bug that you cant find; feel free to hit me with a PM~!. You're also more than welcome to make requests on my CTTW Bird House. Love you all, happy posting! -Regards; Yuno
Whether you're new or old to this community, one person we have always got to remember is out loving friend Kaityn Rayne. She was a very creative and great person, easy to talk to and always there. Anyone who knew Kaityn knows just how nice she was.
For a lot of us, she was the first person to speak to us and welcome us to the community. As of the 28th of June she has no longer been with us. It's a very sad thing, although Kaityn was the kind of person who wouldn't want us to be upset with her not being here. That being said, in her honor we are working hard to write amazing new stories. Her memory will always be with us. Kaityn, we love you. ♥
Posted: Dec 28 2016, 01:07 PM
The day was just like any other day at the mall, overcrowded, loud, and usually a good place to get some food if you knew how to blend in. Alexis was usually good at blending in to a crowd, hiding her face and actions from others, and she was always very quiet. She needed to be good at all that with the way she lived. Thieving was her only way of surviving, she couldn't read or write and she couldn't talk, so she would probably never get a job. Who would want to hire someone like her, anyway? But all she ever stole was food, it was all she could make herself steal. She hated stealing from others who needed what she took from them, but she had to.
She was hungrier than usual today, because it had been a long time since she had gotten anything to eat last. It wasn't good, she needed food desperately, but could she get anything today? Would she be lucky now? There was only one way to find out, she had to try. So she made her way towards a grocery store, one where she was usually lucky enough to get a little food. Hopefully no one would see her today, she really needed the food.
She was walking through the aisle of food, looking out for something good that could fit in the pocket of her big hoodie, while also looking out for people who would give her away. But once she saw her chance to do it, she quickly took a couple of apples and stuffed them in her pocket. She hadn't noticed that she was being watched by a man close by, a man who quickly came over and grabbed hold of her arm very tightly. "What are you doing?!" He asked her roughly, shaking her a little bit. She tried to look up into his eyes, but he wouldn't look into hers, so no matter what happened she couldn't answer him. So she just tried to pull her arm out of his grip, to get away from him. But he was too strong for her.
Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now?
Posted: Jan 14 2017, 07:21 PM
Jac hated the mall. And by hate, she definitely loathed the presence of so many people crammed together into one building like scurrying cockroaches. They elbowed one another, shoulder checked strangers, all but trampled each other to get to their next deal while people like Jac scrounged around with less than the lint in her pockets. It was hard not to sneer at the crowds when reminded of how less she was than any of them. It was crippling to swallow back the bitterness, but at least it was filling enough to suppress her hunger.
She had came with intentions to waste time and seek out the opportunity for possible free food. Lifting anything was out of the question, currently. After her run-in with a particular Watcher, she was much more careful about being alone and up to no good. Though crowds were not her favorite thing and too many eyes on her made her skin itch, she preferred the congestion of her senses versus his continuous threatening harassment.
Jac hadn't been watching the brunette on purpose. Her steely gaze was off, boring past various strangers as they walked by, flickering through her thoughts. The girl was pretty and had a kind face. Overall, she was pleasant to watch. So she resumed her keeping to herself, meandering through her mind and scoping out the wide expanse of the room. Daydreaming. Waiting.
Before too long, her daydream splintered upon the shouting of a man. Jac heard his words before she realized what was happening, only to see the entirety of the mall's crowd turn to watch the commotion. He was manhandling the girl, yelling as she attempted to twist away but something in her expression told of panic, of desperation. There was such little time to wonder what was going on. Jac was reacting before she even knew what she was doing.
Her skin prickled with recognition. She could feel herself break into a cold sweat as the Flux came on quickly and without asking. All eyes were turned on the apparent thief and the owner of the booth, so when Jac felt the transparency pull her unnoticed, she ran for the very booth and used all of her strength to begin knocking over boxes while invisible. Apples spilled across the floor, tumbled down from their pyramid set up like a rush of blood until they were pouring beneath the feet of passerbys. The man quickly let go of the girl as this sudden mishap consumed all of his attention.
Though not the opportunity she had been waiting for, it was quick and wide open. Her invisibility started to wear off quickly, so Jac bolted for the girl and grabbed her by the wrist. She happened to grasp her gaze in passing while warning her, "Come on, hurry! Sentinels will be on their way!" And the very last thing she wanted to deal with was another run-in with a threat to her life -- no matter how petty and worthless it was.
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