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    One page of rules. One page of the setting. That's Ghost/Echo ( PDF), an RPG where the players create not just the plot, but the world, their characters, hell even the genre as they play.

    I'm looking to rerun a game of it. @Kensai ran one of these about a year ago? , Maybe more, I was extremely interested in a game where the players will be creators as much the GM is.

    So the game will begin in media res.

    "While looting in the ghost world, your
    crew was sold out. You walk right into
    an ambush, with hungry wraiths on your
    heels."

    That's all we have to begin with. Everything else is in your court.

    Pick a name - Make it a single word, and make it evocative. The PDF has a list of suggested names but, you don't have to choose from it.

    Give us a picture. It could be a literal picture or a description. Show us something about the character. It's they're intro scene. Whatever they say, whatever they doing, whatever we see of them in those few seconds - that's all we're getting, and that's all you're going to give us.

    Everything else will be filled in later, in play.

    I'll keep recruitment open until I have a cast I'm happy with. I'm looking for around 6 or 7 people. But, I may choose fewer or more depending on mood.

    Link to the previous game.
     
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    Ember
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    • This looks interesting. I never quite tried out something like this.

    Name: Ember

    Ember found quite a nice loot while she was scavenging with her crew in the Ghost World, fucking hell the place is creepy as fuck. But its here where everyone and anyone take risks to get some profits for some reason or another. Family, greed or just for the heck of it. She was of the latter category. She isn't a collector of shiny objects, not her thing, she just likes to do it, it brings excitement into her otherwise boring life and she gets sometimes to either kill people or some wraiths. Although unlike people, those things are stubborn motherfuckers, they don't stay down easily.

    And exactly while she was thinking about them here they are. They showed up pretty quickly.
    "Hooooooh boy, let's have some fun, shall we?" she grinned at the wraiths. she spat out the cigarette in her mouth and readied her guns. People keep telling her to stop smoking but did it really matter all that much? With the science of today, cigarettes can't do jackshit to her body or lungs. Especially if they are artificial.
     
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    • Should we go full scifi action with this or go for a magical take? Ghost Hunting Magical Girls, anyone?
     
    Bunny.
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    • Name: Bunny



    Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Fuck.

    Deep breath, deep breath.

    Okay. Wraiths. Somebody screwed up. Wraiths. No problem. These guys can handle it, right? They've been in this kind of shit before, they know the score. I'm just here along for the ride, make sure they get value for their work, they don't get a cut unless I make it out.

    Yeah. Okay. Wraiths.

    No problem. I got a gun too. Nobody knows it, harmless lil' ol' Bunny wouldn't know how to look at a fly crosseyed if she had to. Wraiths. Don't know either.

    Deep breath, deep breath.

    Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

    We should run, right? Yeah, we totally should -

    RUN
     
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    • Kensai said:
    Name: Bunny



    Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Fuck.

    Deep breath, deep breath.

    Okay. Wraiths. Somebody screwed up. Wraiths. No problem. These guys can handle it, right? They've been in this kind of shit before, they know the score. I'm just here along for the ride, make sure they get value for their work, they don't get a cut unless I make it out.

    Yeah. Okay. Wraiths.

    No problem. I got a gun too. Nobody knows it, harmless lil' ol' Bunny wouldn't know how to look at a fly crosseyed if she had to. Wraiths. Don't know either.

    Deep breath, deep breath.

    Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

    We should run, right? Yeah, we totally should -

    RUN
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    Looks good. Nice to see you again! How ya been?
     
    Trung-t-rung said:
    Should we go full scifi action with this or go for a magical take? Ghost Hunting Magical Girls, anyone?
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    The whole point of an RPG like this one is to just take it in whichever direction you want to, as long as it doesn't blatantly contradict the worldbuilding that others have already put in. The rest of us just have to roll with it. It's all part of the fun.
     
    Kensai said:
    Aight. It's been a tough summer in some ways but Rugrat is back in kindy and Rugrat Mk II is starting as well (it's her orientation week) so I have a little more breathing room. At least while I'm not prepping for that conference in September....
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    Sounds rough. I've been desperately searching for a job so I can stay in school.
     
    Rouge
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    • Name: Rouge
    Horde of wraiths around the corner. Horde of wraiths right behind. Horde of wraiths lurking above.

    For a moment, it felt like the world has skidded to halt. The party stopped at being surrounded, like deers in headlight. The wraiths stilled, in readying themselves to pounce.

    A low growl sounded, along with a whimper. On that note one of the wraiths start to surged ahead. The start of a riot of movements and noise -and soon, blood.

    But at that very moment the woman's world become a white. Glows surround the girl with uncovered horns and red-glowing eyes. A set of antique armor manifest over her clothes.

    Red flashes - the woman's sword - and a swath of wraiths perished, shattered into pieces. The pieces fell slowly over, suffused with reddish to pinkish glow, before they disappear, back into the aether. Almost looking like they were petals of cherry blossom. Bloodied cherry blossom.

    Again, the world felt like stilled for a moment. But the moment soon pass. The girl collapsed to her knees, breathing heavily The armor nowhere to be seen. The sword lied on her side - now no longer red, just metal gray. But the horns remains clearly visible.

    She turned her head to the look at the party, and they can see her eyes were still vividly red. Another splash of red visible around her lips - she was coughing blood. "Let's go" She said in gentle voice.

    Came across the pic while looking for the right pic, and inspiration just flowed in so I just run with it. May not fit with sci fi theme but eh muse says what muse says.
     
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    • Quantum
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    • Name: Quantum

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    Well, the loot WAS good. And I needed it desperately, especially because my Hyde Chip on my ID card was almost burn out. If the checks for mutants weren't getting more common... And if wishes were credits, no one would go to bed hungry.

    The wraith were a particularly unwelcome surprise, though.

    The Oni girl managed to get them to back off, at least temporarily, even if that made her cough blood. Things were getting better and better, eh?

    Ember looked excited by this development, but okay. I already knew that she was a battle junkie - or, more precisely, an adrenaline junkie - so that wasn't exactly a surprise, same with Bunny, already ready to run. That girl wasn't made for combat, that was for sure.

    Well, neither was I, honestly. All power and no control was a receipt for friendly fire.

    Still, if the wraith kept on coming, it didn't look like I would have much choice.

    "Problem: where do we go? We came in using the backdoor and... well, it seems like that way is not available right now." i gulped, grey temporal energy starting to crackle around me, answering to my mounting nervousness.
     
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    • LYCORIS
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    • .LYCORIS
    Giggling, Lycoris unsheathes her blade from the body of a poor man who had drawn a weapon as the group approached, the wraiths still hot on their heels. 'Oh, what fun! Schizanthus' 'milk runs' are always so entertaining!' All that was provided from the Owners was a package needed to be delivered to a group that she was to insert herself into, she was the closest Caledfwlch product, and it was 'Priority: White' whatever that meant. Schizanthus and Lycoris assumed it meant 'DO THIS NOW,' what with the flashing neon text on her corneas.

    She was rather disappointed her arms 'Heh, arms, geddit.' were limited to what was on her when the Owners called on her to work, luckily her cosplay outfit had a sword. Schizanthus never bothered to install a hand-to-hand combat routine worth a damn, the cheapskate, but 'Sweet as Hell Sword Techs, Vol. 1-3' were generously provided (after pestering her constantly for hours) to Lycoris for her cosplay (though, that was a bunch of freeware (that'd been jailbroken and customized to be almost certainly illegal in a multitude of ways neither of them cared about), so it wasn't as if Schizanthus actually paid anything).
     
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    • Seer
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    • Name: Seer

    "Got it."

    Seer spoke at a volume just enough to gather others' attention as she removed her hand from the ground, while still remained at the kneeling position. Trying to catch her breath, she took out a palm-sized terminal device, marking the target position on the map. Clairvoyance was a useful ability, but the concentration needed for specific tasks might put a strain on the user's brain. Extending eyesight, predicting the future, seeing into the past, viewing an object's memory, even mind-reading...Still, using it in the Ghost World where malignant thoughts and intents polluted the very air was taxing and incredibly dangerous if the user wasn't focused.

    "Portal at North West. ETA 5 minutes."

    She sent the position to the identical ones carried by others in the group before standing up and reached for the sniper rifle strapping to her back, almost comically large when compared to her size.

    "Watch her. I'll take point."

    She glanced at Bunny, while signaling the others to follow her.
     
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    • Salbazier said:
    Name: Rouge
    Horde of wraiths around the corner. Horde of wraiths right behind. Horde of wraiths lurking above.

    For a moment, it felt like the world has skidded to halt. The party stopped at being surrounded, like deers in headlight. The wraiths stilled, in readying themselves to pounce.

    A low growl sounded, along with a whimper. On that note one of the wraiths start to surged ahead. The start of a riot of movements and noise -and soon, blood.

    But at that very moment the woman's world become a white. Glows surround the girl with uncovered horns and red-glowing eyes. A set of antique armor manifest over her clothes.

    Red flashes - the woman's sword - and a swath of wraiths perished, shattered into pieces. The pieces fell slowly over, suffused with reddish to pinkish glow, before they disappear, back into the aether. Almost looking like they were petals of cherry blossom. Bloodied cherry blossom.

    Again, the world felt like stilled for a moment. But the moment soon pass. The girl collapsed to her knees, breathing heavily The armor nowhere to be seen. The sword lied on her side - now no longer red, just metal gray. But the horns remains clearly visible.

    She turned her head to the look at the party, and they can see her eyes were still vividly red. Another splash of red visible around her lips - she was coughing blood. "Let's go" She said in gentle voice.

    Came across the pic while looking for the right pic, and inspiration just flowed in so I just run with it. May not fit with sci fi theme but eh muse says what muse says.
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    Very nice! Looks and sounds interesting.



    Yuki no Yue said:
    Name: Quantum

    Appearance:

    Well, the loot WAS good. And I needed it desperately, especially because my Hyde Chip on my ID card was almost burn out. If the checks for mutants weren't getting more common... And if wishes were credits, no one would go to bed hungry.

    The wraith were a particularly unwelcome surprise, though.

    The Oni girl managed to get them to back off, at least temporarily, even if that made her cough blood. Things were getting better and better, eh?

    Ember looked excited by this development, but okay. I already knew that she was a battle junkie - or, more precisely, an adrenaline junkie - so that wasn't exactly a surprise, same with Bunny, already ready to run. That girl wasn't made for combat, that was for sure.

    Well, neither was I, honestly. All power and no control was a receipt for friendly fire.

    Still, if the wraith kept on coming, it didn't look like I would have much choice.

    "Problem: where do we go? We came in using the backdoor and... well, it seems like that way is not available right now." i gulped, grey temporal energy starting to crackle around me, answering to my mounting nervousness.
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    Looks intreasting, nice to have you.

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    .LYCORIS
    Giggling, Lycoris unsheathes her blade from the body of a poor man who had drawn a weapon as the group approached, the wraiths still hot on their heels. 'Oh, what fun! Schizanthus' 'milk runs' are always so entertaining!' All that was provided from the Owners was a package needed to be delivered to a group that she was to insert herself into, she was the closest Caledfwlch product, and it was 'Priority: White' whatever that meant. Schizanthus and Lycoris assumed it meant 'DO THIS NOW,' what with the flashing neon text on her corneas.

    She was rather disappointed her arms 'Heh, arms, geddit.' were limited to what was on her when the Owners called on her to work, luckily her cosplay outfit had a sword. Schizanthus never bothered to install a hand-to-hand combat routine worth a damn, the cheapskate, but 'Sweet as Hell Sword Techs, Vol. 1-3' were generously provided (after pestering her constantly for hours) to Lycoris for her cosplay (though, that was a bunch of freeware (that'd been jailbroken and customized to be almost certainly illegal in a multitude of ways neither of them cared about), so it wasn't as if Schizanthus actually paid anything).
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    Hmm, looks good nice to have you.

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    Name: Seer

    "Got it."

    Seer spoke at a volume just enough to gather others' attention as she removed her hand from the ground, while still remained at the kneeling position. Trying to catch her breath, she took out a palm-sized terminal device, marking the target position on the map. Clairvoyance was a useful ability, but the concentration needed for specific tasks might put a strain on the user's brain. Extending eyesight, predicting the future, seeing into the past, viewing an object's memory, even mind-reading...Still, using it in the Ghost World where malignant thoughts and intents polluted the very air was taxing and incredibly dangerous if the user wasn't focused.

    "Portal at North West. ETA 5 minutes."

    She sent the position to the identical ones carried by others in the group before standing up and reached for the sniper rifle strapping to her back, almost comically large when compared to her size.

    "Watch her. I'll take point."

    She glanced at Bunny, while signaling the others to follow her.
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    Great to have you! Looks good.
     
    always_confused said:
    Wait...what is the ghost world? What are wraiths? We're all starting separate?
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    Like the OP post said, the players will build up the details themselves while playing. So far, we know that the Ghost World is separated from the real world. Wraiths are bad news. And all players started together after having just failed a loot while escorting Bunny and now we were trying to escape the Wraiths.
     
    Axis
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    • Name: Axis

    Description: axis stands at 5'11" with blue eyes and black hair, he is currently wearing full body armor meant for blending in with his surroundings, a belt with a grappling hook, and a small pistol holstered in their respective sheathes, and shoes that have retractable wheels in them.

    Ah fuck, Wraiths, I never liked em, and they were never that fond of lawbreakers like us either. Anyways, it looks like Seer has found us a way out, and assuming that we make it there on time, and that those Wraiths don't get their clutches on any of us we should be able to make it out of here relatively unharmed.

    "Alright Seer, lead the way."

    I take my place in the formation, equipping my pistol.
     
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    • Mute
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    • Global Security Services Peacemaker & Wraith Hunter #1520-8-636, 'Mute'
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    Name: Mute

    The previous day...

    They say AIs don't get pissed, that we're all about 'cold logic' without 'useless emotions'. Well, that's a load of shit. For one, that's mostly only those that work with/were captured by/were built by the Illuminate, and even then most of the time it's all just an act to fit in with those Wraith cultists. But I digress. I was having an internal monologue about why I'm pissed. You'd be too if your latest cred-stick payment was short by nearly 50% and missing the danger pay. The Paymaster was universally regarded as an asshole, who got his job thanks to being the District Commissioner's nephew, but I've put up with worse. In most circumstances, I would've been able to walk away without incident, but this was the 2nd time in a row he was shorting me and that last Wraith incursion killed half my squad. I earned that danger pay. So of course I knock his lights out. And now I'm suspended without pay for 6 months, some nonsense about permanent brain damage and a cracked skull. He wasn't using the former anyway and I refuse to believe the latter could be cracked by anything barring divine intervention.

    So there I was in the Salty Spatula, a surprisingly classy joint where independent 'contractors' sell their services. Obviously it's illegal. But GSS isn't going to do shit. Our rank and file are useless rent-a-cops with barely any training, a gun they're not qualified to use and bright garish armor that makes that perfect targets for snipers. If the Rapid-Response Teams or us Peacemaker 'bots aren't present, GSS contracts these independents to do what our 'trained' security teams can't, which is anything that requires them to actually fire their guns. But anyway, back to the Spatula. I couldn't sample any product, because my pay was short. To make the day even worse, it was karaoke night. That was when 'Rat' came to save the day. The cleverly named Rat-Morph said he could hook me up with a paying job. Nothing too dangerous, just hang around looking tough in my chassis, keep quiet and some fully charged cred-sticks would be sent my way...

    Present day...

    What a load of shit. Nothing too dangerous my ass. Just because my in-built dampening field makes Wraiths easier to disperse doesn't mean they're particularly easy targets to take down. I should've known better. Rat just might be one of the best assassins out there, but he has a horrendous track record in handing out missions. Not out of malice, mind you, he's just that bad at picking them.

    Thankfully, this slapdash operation has some decent contractors. Making sure my dampening field is at full power, I acknowledge Seer's words and take my position in formation, bringing up the rear and making sure we don't get hit by any surprise attack.

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    Hope this works.
     
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