Clockwork Masquerade { Bioshock // always OPEN }

a city where the artist would not fear the censor

andrew ryan had never been accused of being a quiet man. years passed, rapture decayed, but his recordings and publications atop the surface lived on. The Underwater City! True Freedom! Unchain Your Shackles and Find a Life in Rapture! even as word spread of the hellscape the city had become, ryan's voice continued to resonate through the phonographs. archived, perhaps; maybe stored in the attic of a once avid listener. still the dust couldn't dissipate his voice.

where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality

decades later, his fading whispers found the hearts of a few restless folk. rapture had all but fallen from the public memory, but his promises of freedom, of power, of adventure reached these people as a godsend. over the course of two years, they banded together, as though pulled to each other by some cosmic force, and they planned. they planned their funding; they planned their sailing; they planned their descent. what they didn't plan was how understated the rumors of rapture's destruction truly were.

where the great would not be constrained by the small

upon reaching their goal, the quest for rapture soon dissolved a dangerous rescue mission of sorts. a call for the surface to surviving citizens, sure, but something else gripped priority above all. the horror that ryan had left down here was a treasure in the right perspective. maybe the freedom rapture had promised was unattainable, but riches, power, prestige on the surface were within their grasp. in the shining red liquid. in the electic blue water. in the ADAM, the EVE, and the plasmids. word spread to the survivors: get a ride out of here, but it won't be on the house. bring your quota of the goods and you have a seat in this sub. fall short, these doors won't open for you. hurry now; space is dwindling. you wouldn't want to get left behind.

and with the sweat of your brow, rapture can become your city as well

hey, all! just your friendly neighborhood roleplay craving here. im not sure how many people remember the original bioshock too well, but nostalgia hit me hard. love to have a fun, casual action rp come of it! minimal knowledge of the game is needed ( keeping it AU ) so its as easy as possible for anyone to join in. all the important stuff below

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setting / / set in a timeline where jack never existed, ryan and fontaine no longer hold power, rapture is led by whatever gang-like group holds power in that area. splicers own no-man's land. everyone is aware of the submarine's presence ( they call it Salvation ), and anyone still sane and capable is stockpiling what they can to make tribute.

main plot / / character-driven, and currently open for suggestions! ideas so far

the rp follows a group of survivors as they struggle to collect tribute, stay alive, and ultimately escape
- the rp follows one of the gangs, perhaps as the boss demands a cut of everyone's collected tribute, and the members begin to think mutiny
- the rp follows the Salvation group, defending their sub from those who prefer brute force over paying up, handling the current survivors aboard ( all rapture-bred, dangerous bunch ), and maybe, just maybe, finding out that the sub won't move and possibly never will

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rules

all writing levels are welcome! but be sure to write at least a small paragraph per response
2. no godmodding, powerplaying, killing off characters w/o permission, you know the drill
3. two characters per person are the max for simplicity's sake
4. currently no rating on the rp, although if we run into issues with being too explicit, this will change ( gotta make sure its fun for everyone, yah? )
5. stress-free rp! ping or send me a smail if you gotta drop or take a hiatus, no worries. i can always catch you up if you decide to come back

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skelly
username: character name: age: gender/pronouns: appearance: ( picture is also acceptable ) height: personality: moral alignment: brief history: plasmids: ( up to three, feel free to make your own within reason ) weapons: ( up to two )
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