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The RP-Haven Clan List

If you want your clan on the list, please comment with the name, short description, and any requirements of the clan. 

 

Some basic requirements for a clan to be added:

1. Be an RP clan to some extent

2. Must not be in clan probation (Check on the clan page in-game)

3. Has to have at least 2 active members

4. Must be recruiting.



Apollo's Soldiers: A group who are set on helping the helpless in the wastelandd

Talicni Tom's picture

Cake or death?

Cake or Death

Engel's picture

Butterfly in my belly

win her over with chloroform

 

notheredave's picture

Make me numb

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6:24 PM“To find peace in the presence of the faultless is the desire of the one who seeks excellence; and is not nothingness a form of perfection?” THOMAS Mann

Aiidoneus's picture

Evening everyone. Sharing an old story.

I was going through old posts, trying to find some of my old writings for a portfolio, and I found this post. It is not by me, it is by spookshow, a character/player that never returned, but I thought their writing was very good. Hope somebody else enjoys their posts as much as I did. 

I hope everyone is doing well. 

 

http://fallenearth.rp-haven.com/blog/spookshow/damaged-goods

Veronica Volt's picture

Choose Well

'Ut ois bei Ohahsiz ahn Syidyar Yill,' she explained. 'Ahy yent yere ahn mah bahgy. Tah bahgy ahs mahsh lahgahg spahs fah tahls ahrnd ahkipmahnt.'

A brief pause before continuing.

'Ah ahreifed aht tah bahnker ahn zaw tah ahntarna ahn dah rahf. Thrah wahz ah lahdah baht yit wahz fahri- aahhh ah fahgaht tah sah ah wahnt anzeid baht tah dahrs tah fah stahps wahz shaht. Ah eih ahd tah spahk tah fah mahn insahd yahzing ah mahkerfohn nah tah dahr. Iyt wahz fahree strahng.'

calliep's picture

What Went Up in Flames

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Just a short undetermined length-ed backstory I wrote for Ress (short for The Wanderess). This takes place in present time for those who are curious enough. Despite the length, I'm extremely rusty and this is my first attempt at my roleplay comeback. Enjoy it, or don't, but try to leave a comment either way. Bitches love constructive criticism.

Bubezleeb's picture

Apple of my eye

I at first thought it would be easier. A simple motivation with easy steps to acheive a desired goal. How foolish I was, like a child beleiving the world to still be black and white. I find myself in a battle admist my own mind to contain my desire for the woman behind the mask. A lonesome and quiet home shadowed by the machine gun strapped to the window and decayed lawn activites much lived outside their usefullness. The door unlocked. The home is old. Slightly dusty. Drawings on the wall. Upstairs, a rifle hung up.

Veronica Volt's picture

Funky Funkgerät

Veronica got out of the buggy and looked up toward the sign.

'LIFENET Making Eternal Life Affordable Cheap'

A joke? A protest? What of clones? Are they cheap?

Veronica shrugged. Not cheap but affordable and she was getting paid by someone called Kaylee to do this job. Repair the antenna she said, on the roof of the bunker.

Veronica Volt's picture

A Chota bedtime story

The Chota woman stood in the tent and looked at the two children and shook her head. 'No, no more play. It is time for sleep.'

The children began to protest but the woman put her finger to her lips. 'Sshh. Quiet.'

*     *     *

'We should have kept quiet,' the woman said to her husband. 'We should not have spoken to the Enforcers.'

'It was the right thing to do,' her husband said wrapping his arms around her.

'I am afraid,' the woman said. 'I am afraid he will come.'

*     *     *

Joe Spivey's picture

Halloween Fantasy (Part 22)

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The Alps began to rise around them. Before long you had to actually crane your neck and look up to see the skyline on either side of the road. Even looking ahead the snow speckled mountains seemed to be growing up out of the ground as they got nearer. But long before Bodil had to raise her gaze to see the endless azure still ahead they came to the town of Niederurnen, filling the now very narrow gap between the limestone walls of the pass. 

notheredave's picture

bornBurn

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Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly -- they’ll go through anything. You readLand you’re pierced.--Aldous Huxley - Brave New World
to suzi blayze queen of  Untamed

Engel's picture

TTG™ original

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He is a terrible man. 

On his chubby arm is a low-quality tattoo of a Virgin Mary holding a little baby mutant. As he walks into the bar the janitor looks up at him. Both of them are bald, and so is the barkeep, polishing the heavy glass beer mugs. The place suddenly feels like an annual Northfields failed hairdressers convention. There's nobody else in the bar, which doesn't come as a surprise since it's early morning and the Tap isn't even open yet.

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A Bittersweet Secret

(( I blame Canni and Dorado for the Crossover story. ))

"I will gladly peel away the layers of your body starting with your skin and whittling you down to your nervous system and keeping you alive the whole motherfucking time. Dont think I dont remember what makes you afriad or that I wont exploit it. She doesnt need to return to that place and honestly my only reason to return is to help people escape that place and that is it. Do I make myself clear, Salvaje?"

Shiu's picture

Setting up shop

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New Flagstaff, Franklin's riders office

That poster was great, sitting on the office's wall. A picture of a few rounds, with some words under it :

" Selling Ammunition, 2 chips per unit, any caliber. Send a letter or drop a note to Jasper at the NF's rider's office. "

Kabou Dabi's picture

Dead Streets

Alone

Engel's picture

No title

Fat bombs fell and destroyed the city. Hungry fire spread out leaving only ash and charred memories. Of course the buildings burned down, but the destruction was so great that even the streets were gone, not even a trace of these blood veins of a big city. These streets, like the houses, only remained in the minds of the survivors. They could retrace the steps in their mind, but the reality was a flat sea of rubble. You think this is some recent history class, the Fall and Shiva virus and all that.

Hyle Troy's picture

You Maniacs !

Ohhh Noooo !...  

While exploring. Hyle Sharky and Veronica make a terrible discovery...

 

Noo Hans

 

(( Little fun picture for Sharky and V V  ))

Canni Belle's picture

Little Girl Lost- A Secret World -Part 1

((This is a crossover RP that involves another game (See title of post). The Idea is to take nothing from either place but instead merging the two but it may well disagree with the concept everyone else has in game. This said I ask only that an open mind is kept as the story is read and please be assured it will not be pushed on anyone when she returns to the wastelands (and she will be back).

Currently Canni is beyond the place a distant Tuesday night DJ refers to as "The Canyon" Having followed Ardenn into a portal that lead to a very secret world.

Shiu's picture

Barbarossa

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(( This part of the story starts the same day as my last journal entry: Black and Yellow ))


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Engel's picture

Angel

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*based on a true story actually

Everything is not always violent and bleak and full of despair here in the wasteland, but it seems to me that when the good news finally come every once in a while - they do so with a tinge of blood anyway. 

Veronica Volt's picture

Between A Rock and a Crazy Place - Part 2

"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."

Albert Einstein


'What are we going to do Dude? I mean... will she dissolve or something?'

The geologist known as Rocky looked to his Vista friend. 'What? What the hell are you talking about?'

'She is one of those collar wearerers dude. They dissolve if they... you know... when they... you know... if they... you know...'

Shiu's picture

Black and yellow

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Sunshine corners, Northfields

holes are good for everything

Seemed like all allison really did while she hide off from the res of the world was dig holes. For what reason? Well she didn't know that much. She would trap them, hide loot in them, Or just leave them out.Maybe it was something for her to do while she stayed at Newton away from people because she wasn't sure of what was going on in the world and didn't want to see if it was, Or to see if a new out break had happen. So this is what she did dig holes and hide, But maybe it was time to come back to a town like Oil ville and talk to people.

The Playground

Kaibab Forest, 0326 Hours.

The skies were black, covered in a harsh rainstorm. Blanketing the lush forest of Kaibab, the wind howling and sharp during such a storm.

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Peaceful in the Spivey residence

 

Silja stood behind the board, slowly and methodcally ironing the pile of laundry. She hummed a little tune to herself as she steamed and pressed the tiny blouses and colourful dresses. The pile on the left diminishing. The finished pile on the right smelled wonderful, warm and clean. 

Silja paused for a while. The aroma of fresh laundry triggered a little pleasant daydream.

Engel's picture

year of the Fear

*Click*

Let it be known that the last year was - the year of the Fear.

By naming it properly I hope to bind it to a time frame behind us, where it can stay harmless and docile.

 

Aventae's picture

(OOC) No More Aventae Stories

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