When the world is controlled by people who are born into a role, but lack the general skills to exert that power, you realize you only have two choices in life: you can either learn how to live with it, or you can fight against everything those people represent. As political dissatisfaction brews around the world, it's time for those who haven't been born with a crown on their heads t o decide whether they want to be a part of the problem or a part of the solution. It's finally time for pawns, bishops, and knights to show they can have what it takes to corner kings and queens.
With a social experiment installed in the hidden mountains of Russia, where Royals from around the world would be gathered, it's time for the rebellion to wipe the sour taste of their last operation from their mouths, and come up with new plans to achieve their goal. They couldn't afford careless actions anymore. Not after how spectacularly they had failed. Now it was all about taking their sweet time. Faking their polite smiles, and threading themselves into Royal life as seamlessly as possible. Monarchy should never know what hit them, or where it had come from. So they hid behind every corner, ready to absorb all the information they possibly could.
War of Royals is a revamped royalty rp that takes place after WWIII. Royals have been sent to a hidden palace in Russia for both safety and to unknowingly participate in a social experiment, all in the name of peace. They will be tested on their ability to get along and come up with political solutions, all while being far from home. Rebels are hidden within the palace and surrounding village, just waiting to cause trouble.
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Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a haven town in 1930 welcomin' folks of all walks of life into its humble arms β though them suits from S&C Coal'd do best to leave it well alone, folks don't want their greedy claws digging into their land any longer. You could wonder if they're any worse than the loomin' ancient horrors of the Forest, though. She's alive alright, 'n She's mad.
See, folks 'round here are used to Meemaw's warnings 'bout haints, green-eyed prowlers, 'n not-deer, hell, even survived those werewolves S&C unleashed β 'n who knows what they're planning nextβ¦
Somethin' other than the town's many moonshiners β you can thank Prohibition for that profitable business runnin' rampant here β is lurking under the cover of night. Innocent people torn from their beds on the full moons, their flesh ripped open by razor-sharp teeth 'n their blood drained from their body. Mists, folks been callin' 'em β on account of them bein' made of fog; blood-suckin' clouds of the devil, I say.
Despite it all, Briar Ridge takes care of its own: moonshiners building their empires, queer folks finally able to be their full selves, businessmen who lost their fortune in the Great Depression, folks of color finding acceptance, (ex-)S&C employees hiding their past affiliations; those calling for blood and those beggin' for peace.
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Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a haven town in 1930 welcomin' folks of all walks of life into its humble arms β though them suits from S&C Coal'd do best to leave it well alone, folks don't want their greedy claws digging into their land any longer. You could wonder if they're any worse than the loomin' ancient horrors of the Forest, though. She's alive alright, 'n She's mad.
See, folks 'round here are used to Meemaw's warnings 'bout haints, green-eyed prowlers, 'n not-deer, hell, even survived those werewolves S&C unleashed β 'n who knows what they're planning nextβ¦
Somethin' other than the town's many moonshiners β you can thank Prohibition for that profitable business runnin' rampant here β is lurking under the cover of night. Innocent people torn from their beds on the full moons, their flesh ripped open by razor-sharp teeth 'n their blood drained from their body. Mists, folks been callin' 'em β on account of them bein' made of fog; blood-suckin' clouds of the devil, I say.
Despite it all, Briar Ridge takes care of its own: moonshiners building their empires, queer folks finally able to be their full selves, businessmen who lost their fortune in the Great Depression, folks of color finding acceptance, (ex-)S&C employees hiding their past affiliations; those calling for blood and those beggin' for peace.
Features
β’ Welcoming, enthusiastic, literate community with a passion for horror, history, plotting, and detailed characters
β’ 21+ server with 18+ player characters
β’ Queer-led space, enthusiastically welcoming of POC, both IC and OOC
β’ In-character secrets and various secret roles itching to be uncovered (the identities of the vampires/mists are secret until they are discovered in-character or shared for plotting purposes, and their numbers are growing)
β’ In-depth lore with lore drops and admin-led quests based on player actions; your choices matter and shape our tale!
β’ Player-led and admin-led factions with room to start up new ones
β’ Immersive full moon events fraught with danger and clues
β’ A ban on generative AI usage
π Setting || Lore || Join the Discord π
Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a farmin' town in 1930 torn between the greedy claws of
The rich run the skyline. The hungry run the streets. The smart ones learn to play both sides.
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Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a haven town in 1930 welcomin' folks of all walks of life into its humble arms β though them suits from S&C Coal'd do best to leave it well alone, folks don't want their greedy claws digging into their land any longer. You could wonder if they're any worse than the loomin' ancient horrors of the Forest, though. She's alive alright, 'n She's mad.
See, folks 'round here are used to Meemaw's warnings 'bout haints, green-eyed prowlers, 'n not-deer, hell, even survived those werewolves S&C unleashed β 'n who knows what they're planning nextβ¦
Somethin' other than the town's many moonshiners β you can thank Prohibition for that profitable business runnin' rampant here β is lurking under the cover of night. Innocent people torn from their beds on the full moons, their flesh ripped open by razor-sharp teeth 'n their blood drained from their body. Mists, folks been callin' 'em β on account of them bein' made of fog; blood-suckin' clouds of the devil, I say.
Despite it all, Briar Ridge takes care of its own: moonshiners building their empires, queer folks finally able to be their full selves, businessmen who lost their fortune in the Great Depression, folks of color finding acceptance, (ex-)S&C employees hiding their past affiliations; those calling for blood and those beggin' for peace.
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Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a haven town in 1930 welcomin' folks of all walks of life into its humble arms β though them suits from S&C Coal'd do best to leave it well alone, folks don't want their greedy claws digging into their land any longer. You could wonder if they're any worse than the loomin' ancient horrors of the Forest, though. She's alive alright, 'n She's mad.
See, folks 'round here are used to Meemaw's warnings 'bout haints, green-eyed prowlers, 'n not-deer, hell, even survived those werewolves S&C unleashed β 'n who knows what they're planning nextβ¦
Somethin' other than the town's many moonshiners β you can thank Prohibition for that profitable business runnin' rampant here β is lurking under the cover of night. Innocent people torn from their beds on the full moons, their flesh ripped open by razor-sharp teeth 'n their blood drained from their body. Mists, folks been callin' 'em β on account of them bein' made of fog; blood-suckin' clouds of the devil, I say.
Despite it all, Briar Ridge takes care of its own: moonshiners building their empires, queer folks finally able to be their full selves, businessmen who lost their fortune in the Great Depression, folks of color finding acceptance, (ex-)S&C employees hiding their past affiliations; those calling for blood and those beggin' for peace.
Features
β’ Welcoming, enthusiastic, literate community with a passion for horror, history, plotting, and detailed characters
β’ 21+ server with 18+ player characters
β’ Queer-led space, enthusiastically welcoming of POC, both IC and OOC
β’ In-character secrets and various secret roles itching to be uncovered (the identities of the vampires/mists are secret until they are discovered in-character or shared for plotting purposes, and their numbers are growing)
β’ In-depth lore with lore drops and admin-led quests based on player actions; your choices matter and shape our tale!
β’ Player-led and admin-led factions with room to start up new ones
β’ Immersive full moon events fraught with danger and clues
β’ A ban on generative AI usage
π Setting || Lore || Join the Discord π
Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a farmin' town in 1930 torn between the greedy claws of
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
β Live Streamingβ Interactive Chatβ Private Showsβ HD Qualityβ Free Actions
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
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Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a haven town in 1930 welcomin' folks of all walks of life into its humble arms β though them suits from S&C Coal'd do best to leave it well alone, folks don't want their greedy claws digging into their land any longer. You could wonder if they're any worse than the loomin' ancient horrors of the Forest, though. She's alive alright, 'n She's mad.
See, folks 'round here are used to Meemaw's warnings 'bout haints, green-eyed prowlers, 'n not-deer, hell, even survived those werewolves S&C unleashed β 'n who knows what they're planning nextβ¦
Somethin' other than the town's many moonshiners β you can thank Prohibition for that profitable business runnin' rampant here β is lurking under the cover of night. Innocent people torn from their beds on the full moons, their flesh ripped open by razor-sharp teeth 'n their blood drained from their body. Mists, folks been callin' 'em β on account of them bein' made of fog; blood-suckin' clouds of the devil, I say.
Despite it all, Briar Ridge takes care of its own: moonshiners building their empires, queer folks finally able to be their full selves, businessmen who lost their fortune in the Great Depression, folks of color finding acceptance, (ex-)S&C employees hiding their past affiliations; those calling for blood and those beggin' for peace.
Features
β’ Welcoming, enthusiastic, literate community with a passion for horror, history, plotting, and detailed characters
β’ 21+ server with 18+ player characters
β’ Queer-led space, enthusiastically welcoming of POC, both IC and OOC
β’ In-character secrets and various secret roles itching to be uncovered (the identities of the vampires/mists are secret until they are discovered in-character or shared for plotting purposes, and their numbers are growing)
β’ In-depth lore with lore drops and admin-led quests based on player actions; your choices matter and shape our tale!
β’ Player-led and admin-led factions with room to start up new ones
β’ Immersive full moon events fraught with danger and clues
β’ A ban on generative AI usage
π Setting || Lore || Join the Discord π
Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a farmin' town in 1930 torn between the greedy claws of
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Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a haven town in 1930 welcomin' folks of all walks of life into its humble arms β though them suits from S&C Coal'd do best to leave it well alone, folks don't want their greedy claws digging into their land any longer. You could wonder if they're any worse than the loomin' ancient horrors of the Forest, though. She's alive alright, 'n She's mad.
See, folks 'round here are used to Meemaw's warnings 'bout haints, green-eyed prowlers, 'n not-deer, hell, even survived those werewolves S&C unleashed β 'n who knows what they're planning nextβ¦
Somethin' other than the town's many moonshiners β you can thank Prohibition for that profitable business runnin' rampant here β is lurking under the cover of night. Innocent people torn from their beds on the full moons, their flesh ripped open by razor-sharp teeth 'n their blood drained from their body. Mists, folks been callin' 'em β on account of them bein' made of fog; blood-suckin' clouds of the devil, I say.
Despite it all, Briar Ridge takes care of its own: moonshiners building their empires, queer folks finally able to be their full selves, businessmen who lost their fortune in the Great Depression, folks of color finding acceptance, (ex-)S&C employees hiding their past affiliations; those calling for blood and those beggin' for peace.
Features
β’ Welcoming, enthusiastic, literate community with a passion for horror, history, plotting, and detailed characters
β’ 21+ server with 18+ player characters
β’ Queer-led space, enthusiastically welcoming of POC, both IC and OOC
β’ In-character secrets and various secret roles itching to be uncovered (the identities of the vampires/mists are secret until they are discovered in-character or shared for plotting purposes, and their numbers are growing)
β’ In-depth lore with lore drops and admin-led quests based on player actions; your choices matter and shape our tale!
β’ Player-led and admin-led factions with room to start up new ones
β’ Immersive full moon events fraught with danger and clues
β’ A ban on generative AI usage
π Setting || Lore || Join the Discord π
Nestled in a holler deep in the Appalachian mountains of Virginia lies Briar Ridge: a farmin' town in 1930 torn between the greedy claws of
