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Created on 2014-05-25 00:03:12 (#2256048), last updated 2014-07-03 (570 weeks ago)

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Name:Renegade Island OOC
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BEFORE YOU APPLY
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Guidelines
- Face Claim
- Application


BUILDING YOUR CHARACTER
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Species Guide
- Clans
- Locations
- The Gate
- The Roster
- Cast List


UPON ARRIVAL

Slaves
- Slave Villa
- Slave Rules

Masters
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Residences
- Jobs
- Slave Rules
- Slave Menu
- Slave Purchases


Once, in dark times gone past, vampires, werewolves, and witches ruled from the shadows. Gifted with both intellect and their own natural weapons, they did not want for prey or power. But humans, with their ceaseless breeding, grew so numerous that the supernatural were forced to hide instead of openly hunt. They retreated, and for a time, lived under the veil of necessary secrecy.


October 20th, 1909


Dissatisfied with having to struggle for their rightful place at the top of the food chain, an idea began to be discussed between the leaders of the vampire and werewolf clans. If they could have their own land—a land where they could rule supreme and restore the natural hierarchy—they could finally live once more as they were rightfully meant to: as master and predator both of the fragile humans.


Thus, Renegade Island was born.


However, keeping such a thing secret from prying eyes would prove difficult for the skills of magicless monsters, and so the witches were brought in. With their powerful magic, they shroud the island, making it appear completely uninhabited to those who are not welcome.


Present day, off the coast of Florida


For generations now, many clans of vampires, witches, and werewolves have come together with the shared belief that normal humans (those with no magical ability) have two purposes: to be chattel and food, useful only for physical labor, sexual pleasure and sustenance. Humans, the clans believe, are not their equals—they are inferior, pitiful beings, mere tools to make their lives easier and to obey every and any of their Master’s whims willingly— or not. While of course being readily available for the superior creatures to inflict every sort of desire upon without consequence. And like any tool or food, they are simple trade goods, worth monetary value and no more than that. However, it is not just humans that are taken from the outside world; vampires and werewolves themselves occasionally get forced into the slave pens beneath the island, sold off as their human counterparts for some crime or offense.

Renegade Island is the ultimate luxury for any member of the supernatural clans or covens that reside there or visit, offering pleasure, food and comforts that only the wealthy could afford. It is an experience in extravagance and hedonism, the kind of living that only human royalty would be allowed to indulge in.

However, once you’ve created Shangri-La, the struggle then becomes keeping it. Renegade Island operates on a delicate, careful balance that depends on a harmony between the supernatural species controlling it. The premise that the island was founded on was simple and efficient: vampires would handle the matter of governance, the wolves would be the enforcers, and the witches would keep the secrecy.

The wolves were strong, they were loyal, and most importantly, they could enjoy the daylight. The witches were intelligent, weaving dark magic that could harm as well as heal. It was a natural harmony that worked, for a time. Until the vampires became too complacent in their control, taking their perceived pets for granted. Until the wolves began to question why they would ever need the assistance of glorified bats to enjoy paradise to its fullest. Until the witches grew tired of being perceived as part of an inferior species by both of their supposed allies. Until it started to become clear that humanity, cattle as they may be, become more and more of a danger as time and technology roll on.

The vampires splinter in their ranks. The wolves howl for more power. The witches threaten to drop the magic that keeps them all from prying eyes. The hunters that know about the island threaten it with more than stakes and silver like they did in the olden days. Paradise balances on a thread. Will you enjoy the simple carnal pleasures of the island and turn a blind eye to it burning down around you? Will you be the last grain that tips the scales toward one side over the other? Will you be the hidden knife that stabs deep into an ages-old society to bring it to its knees?


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