Author Topic: stuff, let's be maids.  (Read 1659 times)



NO ORB DONT DO IT
THATS IT OTTO, YOU'RE COMING INTO MY LITTLE WORLD

ROLLED 4

YOU'RE IN BOY

i hope so
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THATS IT OTTO, YOU'RE COMING INTO MY LITTLE WORLD

ROLLED 4

YOU'RE IN BOY
OH NO

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Your name is Lilyhoe re. You are 8 years old. You have beige eyes and pink hair, and wear a rainbow maid uniform. You are childlike and boyish; others describe you as wild, sweet and a tomboy.

You are a being from a world beyond this mortal coil, charged with judging good and evil. You have piercings somewhere on your body. You are a vampire, with long fangs, pale skin, an aversion to light and an insatiable appetite. You frequently get caught up in your own imaginary world, getting lost in frequent daydreams and having trouble distinguishing fact from your own fiction.

You are an orphan adopted by the master or his parents. In combat, you pull out a big-ass bazooka. When you are extremely upset, you steal valuables from the mansion or from other maids

This is hilarious.



Your name is Tesla. You are 16 years old. You have red eyes and purple hair, and wear a yellow uniform. You are boyish and heroic; others describe you as spirited, energetic and single-minded.

You ran away from your ninja village.

You are a slave, and have no choice about your line of work. In combat, you wield an ordinary kitchen knife. When you are extremely upset, you act like a spoiled child, making demands from the master. Due to your notable Athletics, you have the ability Weapon from Nowhere; You can pull your weapon seemingly from nowhere, and get in a surprise attack. If you make a surprise attack, you get to make an attack roll without the target getting to make an opposed roll.

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Your name is Drake. You are 13 years old. You have blue eyes and gold hair, and wear a brown maid uniform. You are heroic and pure; others describe you as maidenly, single-minded and fragile.

You are actually a snake, and can take on a naga form at will, transforming your lower half to a snake tail. Your hair is done up in large, long ringlets.

You are a maid because you need the money, and that's about it. In combat, you fight with a broom or mop, the basic fighting style of a maid. When you are extremely upset, you start persistently tormeting the other maids. Due to your notable Will, you have the ability Immune to Pain. During a battle, even if you're sent flying, you don't take any Stress. Outside of battle, however, you can still take Stress points as usual.
Yes.




Athletics:

1



Affection:

2



Skill:

0



Cunning:

0



Luck:

1



Will:

2



Uniform Color:

pink



Hair Color:

brown



Eye Color:

vermillion



Maid Types:

Pure, Heroine



Special Qualities:

Werewolf, Vampire,Political Organization



Favored Attribute:

Affection



Maid Power:

Cooked With Love, Maiden's Tears



Maid Roots:

Bridal Training



Maid Weapon:

Chainsaw



Stress Explosion:

Crying



Your name is Fart. You are 1111 years old. You have vermillion eyes and brown hair, and wear a pink uniform. You are pure and heroic; others describe you as single-minded, indominable and fragile.

You are actually a werebeast; whether you want to or not, you change into your wereform during a full moon.

You became a maid in order to prepare yourself to become an ideal bride some day. In combat, you fight with a chainsaw. When you are extremely upset, you start crying. Due to your notable Affection, you have the ability Cooked With Love; When someone eats food you've prepared, they lose 1d6 Stress. You also have the power of Maiden's Tears; By taking 2d6 Stress, you can make a request that can't be refused. (This must be roleplayed.)

Oh Good, a thread about my favorite special interest.

Athletics:   3
Affection:   3
Skill:   0
Cunning:   1
Luck:   2
Will:   2
Uniform Color:   black
Hair Color:   brown
Eye Color:   indigo
Maid Types:   Heroine, Boyish
Special Qualities:   Stalker, Elf Ears, Glasses, Whip Scars, Large Ribbon
Favored Attribute:   Athletics
Maid Power:   Super Evasion
Maid Roots:   Revenge
Maid Weapon:   Magic
Stress Explosion:   Binge

Your name is Morphina. You are 14 years old. You have indigo eyes and brown hair, and wear a black uniform. You are heroic and boyish; others describe you as single-minded, indominable and wild.

You are stalking one of the other players, or even the master himself. You have long, pointed, elfin ears. You wear glasses; you can't use contact lenses, but at least they compliment your maid uniform. Your back is covered with painful-looking welts from the whippings you received. You wear a large ribbon in your hair.

The master is your hated enemy, and you are infiltrating his mansion in order to seek revenge. In combat, you use magic to attack your foes. When you are extremely upset, you gorge yourself on food. Due to your notable Athletics, you have the ability Super Evasion; In exchange for 1d6 Stress, you can completely avoid a single attack.

Your name is Dodger. You are 15 years old. You have gray eyes and white hair, and wear a gold maid uniform. You are pure and lovey; others describe you as curvy, glamorous and maidenly.

You are not human, but rather a human-looking robot, with a number of overtly artificial features. You frequently get caught up in your own imaginary world, getting lost in frequent daydreams and having trouble distinguishing fact from your own fiction. You are excited by receiving pain and suffering from others. You have a great deal of freckles.

You feel great loyalty to the master. In combat, you hit things with a frying pan. When you are extremely upset, you gorge yourself on food. Due to your notable Affection, you have the ability Windows of the Soul. You understand the master's feelings better than anyone, and can offer careful help. (Add 2 to Favor gained.)


Your name is Michelle. You are 20 years old. You have purple eyes and sky blue hair, and wear a cream maid uniform. You are lovey and pure; others describe you as fragile, maidenly and coquettish.

You were turned into a cyborg by a secret evil society or government project. You are actually a spider, and can turn into a human-sized spider or grow six extra arms at will. You had a lover once, but something terrible happened, and their death was by your hands; you've been afraid to fall in love again ever since. You are the actually the daughter of a family of even greater standing of the master. You have a great deal of freckles.

You are a slave, and have no choice about your line of work. In combat, you use bombs, grenades, or plastic explosives. When you are extremely upset, you start incessantly complaining to the master and the other maids