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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:48 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 4:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 11:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 12:31 am
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Ever heard of Newgrounds.com? You haven't/have? Well it's kind of a shell of it's former self. I went back there recently to (shamefully) play an old dating sim game that was once pretty big. funny thing is, I remember the game being an EXAGGERATING NUMBER TIME BETTER!! Why do I say this? Well, the game has random encounters. You know, a random battle with some enemy. You fight, win, etc. Except now, it's impossible to win. For some reason, you always lose. It used to be that you'd learn different attacks but now, you just attack. No strategy, and it's futile. You always lose! What happened?! I'm sad...Sure I'm making myself out to be a bit of an otaku when crying over a sim dating game, but hey, I consider it nostalgic. What happened? That isn't the way I remember the game.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 6:01 pm
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Darkside
Basics:
Name: S'esh N'kal and Daniel Doppel
Nickname: Shadow, Ditto, Id, Doppelganger
Age: Unknown/24
Height: 5' 7"/Unknown
Weight: 136 lb/Unknown
Gender:Male/Unknown
Race: Human/Demon
Abilities/Skills:Can copy other people's form and abilities/power down to an exact match, becoming an unparalleled equal. Upon, copying someone, Darkside immediately assimilates knowledge of the person; i.e memories, secrets, etc. Outside of using his demonic powers, Darkside is a very skilled adept in staff combat
Weaknesses: Has all the same weaknesses as the people he copies, can only copy one person at a time, exorcisms.
Side: Sanus
Rank: Leader[/]
Biography
As an adolescent, Daniel was with his family one Sunday morning in church. The mass was interrupted, however by a deranged lunatic with a gun. The man went on a killing spree inside the church and shot and killed Daniel's parents. In a fit of indignant rage, Daniel impaled the man on a candle stick lighter. Daniel left the church before the police could arrive. It was then that Daniel pondered his faith. He was about to turn away from God, when a dark figure came to him. the dark figure revealed himself to be S'esh, a demon from hell. Daniel was hesitant to believe the demon, but the silver tongued devil convinced the boy otherwise. S'esh offered Daniel a way to make sinners like the man with the gun pay for their crimes. Still upset, Daniel agreed.
Eventually, after years of punishing those he deemed guilty, Daniel began to question the laws of morality and sanity itself. He soon succumbed to insanity. Daniel then formed a gang to help him in his plans for conquest.
Extra: Crush: None Theme: Superbeast Other: When taking the form of someone, Darkside appears as shadowy clone with blank glowing white eyes and speaks in a demonic G major Gaia Name: Leprechaun_Sean |
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 10:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 12:40 pm
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I'm thinking of recreating an old friend's RP. I had lot's of fun in it, and I want to pay tribute to it. I just don't want to go Lucas and ******** up the whole thing though.
It's been some years since the great battle over the fate of world. The evil lord, Yami and his army of clones. Shuhan and his fellow companion, along with the rebel forces managed to squash the evil empire and stop them from ruling the world iron fist. After that, all peace returned, and everyone lived happily for the next generation. That is, until the next generation came of age. A new threat has a emerged, and it seeks to take rule of the world like a maniacal fangirl writing a terrible fanfiction of her favorite anime. Will these new bunch of hero's rise to the challenge, or will this new evil consume all...?
Rules
1) If you can't spell and don't know the difference between a comma and a period, please leave. I know a few people are like this though, so I'll let it slide. (Not sure if my partner will though emotion_eyebrow ) But DEEPLY encourage you to take your time when posting to check make sure you've about 95% of all mistakes corrected. Remember, Dictionary.com is your best friend.
2) I can understand one-liners, and I'll let it slide. But, I implore you to get better and expand. At least the sentences of filler. I want to help other get better.
3) Read these rules.
4) Romance/Cursing/Some drama allowed, just keep it PG-13. But, remember, this is supposed to be a comical-adventure role play, so don't come in here and emo it up. If you do, we'll pimp smack the emo out of you.
5) Read these rules.
6) Please, try to be original.
7) Read these rules.
cool If you're going to be gone for an extended period of time, let either me or Rose know. We'll miss you crying But if you aren't gone, don't be afraid to make a quick post. An in character post, not an OOC post. It doesn't have to be much of anything, just let's us know you're character still exist.
9) No God-Modding. We'll murder you.
10 ) Read these rules.
11) PM your character profiles to either me or RosesOfDeathYetFullOfLife. We decide your fate. If we accept you, we will tell you so and post your character profile. If you plan on having more than two characters, at least one of them must be a bad guy or a neutral.
12) Use the Deus ex Machina sparingly. There will be times when have to use it. You can however use it limitlessly for comedy. Example: Pulling a can of mustard and hot dog out of nowhere.
12) If you have ideas or suggestions, please PM to me or Rose. Being left out of the loop is NOT fun for anyone.
13) Read these rules. Put this (>;-D) in your PM, so we know you've read the rules.
14) Have fun! 4laugh No refunds on wasted time
[align=center][img]Appearance[/img][/align]
[color=Choose][align=center][size=14][b]Character Name[/b][/size][/align]
[size=10][b]Basics:[/b]
[b]Nickname:[/b] [i]Optional[/i]
[b]Age:[/b] [i][/i]
[b]Height:[/b] [i]Optional, though having this makes it easier to visualize[/i]
[b]Weight:[/b] [i]Optional[/i]
[b]Gender:[/b] [i]Obvious[/i]
[b]Style:[/b] [i](Art of the Sexy Bunny, Fist of the Monkey. Something to describe your character's fighting style. Give description of what the style uses as well.[/i]
[b]Race:[/b] [i](Are you a superhuman, meta, normal, not human at all?[/i]
[b]Abilities/Skills/Equipment:[/b] [i](Can you hop like basketball player on leg roids, crack a computer like a hacker, and/or are you loaded with tools for whatever job? There's no real limit, but be reasonable by anime standards :xp: )[/i]
[b]Weaknesses/Faults:[/b] [i](At least two. Can be serious or not, like being a perv or having a bum leg.)[/i]
[b]Side:[/b] [i]Good, Bad, Neutral?[/i]
[align=center][b]Biography[/b]
[i](You have to have a past of some sort, no memory loss. You can leave it somewhat vague if you want. If you must go for the amnesia route, please give me the low down on it and I'll see if I can work with it.)[/i][/align]
[align=right][b]Extra:[/b]
[b]Crush: [/b][i](Optional and I can change it if you tell me)[/i]
[b]Theme Song:[/b] [i](Optional)[/i]
[b]Other:[/b] [i](Optional)[/i]
[b]Gaia Name:[/b] [i](Obvious)[/i][/align][/size][/color]
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 11:10 pm
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Noah Caspar
Basics:
Nickname: Casper
Age: 19
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 178 lbs
Gender: Male
Style: Fist of Fiery Heart: A style that is all about passion and energy. A descendant of the Art of Wildfire, it is style that calls for mixing numerous fighting styles and wielding many weapons. Great for those who all about the front lines.
Race: Human
Abilities/Skills/Equipment: Noah carries a 'magical' golden wallet that holds a cache of weapons and items that can be summoned into user's hand at will. Highly agile and quick and surprisingly strong for his stature. Capable of using any weapon he comes across with skill as well as using several secret magical arts passed down by his Master.
Weaknesses: Being a bit of perv/casanova, Noah get's distracted by the fairer sex in "steamy" times. Noah is very cocky, thus he tends to jump into the fray with little thought.
Side: Good Guy
Biography
Noah was once apart of the Lung Clan, an uproarious gang of delinquents that caused all sorts of trouble. At the time, Noah was still young, and the gang was planning on getting into a large gang fight. When fight began, it was broken up by a man in a red duster coat intervened. The man took care of the opposing rival gang, but this offended the Lung Clan. Though, rather than attack the man, they turned fled. All except for Noah who stayed. He had been itching for fight, and he intended on getting one. Noah charged the man, but was easily beaten. Impressed by his spunk, the offered to teach the young gang member. Initially, Noah refused, but then man revealed himself to be one heroes who saved the world from, Amos Duug. Noah immediately took back his words agreed to be taken under the old hero's wing
Personality Young and full of piss and vinegar. Noah is brash youth who always looking for a challenge. Noah is also very optimistic and doesn't usually frown. He's also considered to be a Casanova since he's always turning his head and making passes at pretty girls
Extra:
Crush: (Optional and I can change it if you tell me)
Theme Song: (Optional)
Other: (Optional)
Gaia Name: Leprechaun_Sean |
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 10:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 7:36 pm
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With a swift, and relatively simple blow to the head, the Titans were able to subdue the insane and ultimately lethal Alice. The unstable psychic had caused much destruction that day; transforming the surrounding city into her twisted imagination. Though, just as soon as the reality warping psychic was knocked out, the illusion was brought asunder. The strange realm melted away and ceased to exist. In its place, the city around everyone returned. Alice herself was locked up and sent to the highest security prison available for her kind.
When all the dust from the ensuing battle had settled, the Titans were left with a different matter. Two new faces had made themselves know. They had fought alongside the Titans. Now, they had to introduce themselves.
Levitating everyone to safer ground, Snow Raven, as well as the other present Titans introduced themselves and thanked the two mysterious benefactors. "Who are you two?" Snow inquired, looking at the two with a slightly puzzled looked. The girl with bright neon blue spoke first. "I'm Triple Play!" She said with all the energy a youth of her age would have. "You can call me, Spooky, though. Some friends of mine do." Snow clicked her tongue and turned her head to the other character. As if things couldn't get any stranger, this one was some kind of cyborg. Before Snow could say anything, the cyborg introduced himself. "I am Tempest." Snow stared coldly as she hovered slightly. Her expression was calculative as she processed the situation. here were to young crime fighters just like her. new blood was always welcome in Titan's Tower. Snow and the rest of the Titans that showed up to fight Alice and the apparition of the terrible demon, Trigon, returned to the tower. Along with them, Triple Play and Tempest.
Upon returning, the titans were greeted by two notes left on the kitchen counter. The notes were left by Star and Crygon. Snow examine Star's note first. It was written in a neat cursive form. "To my dearest friends. I have decided that I must leave. I just got word from my family that they need me. My mother, especially who has run into a debt problem thanks hospital bills. My father was recently involved in a car accident. He's lucky to be alive. It happened a few night ago when two maniacs were racing on their motorcycles. I will always cherish the time I spent with you all. Thank you for the memories." Snow finished reading the letter, but not without breathing an emotional sigh. She turned to look at the other note. The Titan slowly reached for the letter, wishing not to reading it, fearing a more sorrowful tale. However, the letter was snatched away by Jenos. "What's this?" He said inquisitively. The card reading titan began to read the letter aloud. "I'm not too good with these kind of letters, but I felt it was the proper thing thing to do. What with Star leaving, I felt that I needed to rethink my life. True, it was a lot of fun rolling around town catching baddies like that Deadshot guy with you all, and I'll always remember the other times. Take care. Oh, one last thing. To Ghost. You need to stop being so harsh on yourself. Not everything is simply your fault." Jenos stopped reading and looked up. "So," he said with a hint of sadness. "Two of our friends have left, and now.." Jenos' voice became heavy, but was cut off by Triple Play. "You have two more to take their place." A smile was plastered on her like she knew everything was going to be just fine. In time maybe, but now, the healing would take a while.
That evening, Triple Play and Tempest became honorary members of the Teen Titans, taking the places of Crygon and Star. The two go on to make very nice replacements.
-64 hours later. H.I.V.E. Academy-
The Hive academy was buzzing with activity as students caught wind of the Hive Five's latest assignment. Most were jealous as they were the only ones who ever sent out on missions such as the latest one they were assigned to. they were to break a convicted criminal out of prison as part of a job. Many of the students were angered because how easy the assignment sounded. In truth, anyone could have done it; anyone with metahuman powers. But the Five were selected for being at the top of their class and first rate. The Five themselves were not all too thrilled, even though this was the first bit of actually action had gotten in weeks. Kingside, the leader of the Five was not looking forward to the mission, though he accepted it. anything to establish his place in the ranks of Hive and show that he was truly fit for the job. Morrigan was reluctant to participate. A few more shots of hard liquor and she might be more or less compliant. Gamer was usual self, holed up with whatever electronic gaming device to to keep his attention out of the real world and the problems that filled that world. Hex, surprisingly, was prepping somewhat. Alas, she mere looked up the particular prison and prisoner they would be breaking out. "This is the guy who fought the Titans? He looks like someone just hopped the fence!" Hex looking rather disappointed then looked up the prisoner's information. The young corrupt speedster then looked surprised as she out about the prisoner's ethnicity. "Oh. Well that explains it." From behind her, Morrigan, peeked over and asked what Hex was looking at. "This is the guy were breaking out." Hex replied. Hex could smell Morrigan's breath as it was coated in alcohol. "What's so special about him?" Morrigan asked before taking a swig from a silver flask. "He doesn't seem too impressive." Hex looked the picture over trying figure out just what Morrigan had asked. "That's what I want to know. Did you know we're also suppose to bring him back with us?"
"What?!" Morrigan exclaimed, confused by the sudden bit of information. "not only do we have to break this worthless piece of trash out, but we have to bring him back?" Hex shared Morrigan's feelings on the mission, though she was surprised that the young alcoholic had forgotten the details so quickly. Perhaps the booze was getting to her. "Regardless of his appearance. We are to rescue him." From behind the two female Hive Five members came Kingside. "The Deadshot should hold quite a bit of promise.Especially since he'll temporarily be teaching us." Hex slammed her hand against her forehead. Even a tactically genius like Kingside wasn't up to date on the facts. "I hate burst your bubble Julian, but this is a different Deadshot. The Deadshot you might be thinking of about is American, and dead."
Kingside blinked and looked confused, as if someone had checkmated him out of the blue. "Eh..what?" Hex looked at the confused chess master and repeated herself. "This is the new Deadshot. He's Mexican. Nuevo Deadshot" Kingside hung his head in shame and disappointment. He had thought they were going to raise a well-known assassin, not some dark horse carrying the same name. "And we're suppose to break this one out?" Kingside inquired, trying make sure he wasn't in a bad dream. "Yep. This is the guy."
Salvador sat quietly on a small and rough bed spread in solitary confinement. The incarcerated mercenary was practicing breathing techniques when something hit the side of his head. Salvador turned around to find a paper airplane. The mercenary looked around his cell. The window in the corner was closed shut, unable to be opened due to a lock. The was no way the paper airplane could have gotten into his cell by normal means. Salvador unfolded the paper plane and saw that something was scribbled onto it. When the moon has said goodbye and sun is just walking over the mountains. Salvador began thinking of what the letter meant. It didn't take long. It was just about time for the moment he had been waiting for. Salvador laid back down on his bed. the sun was already going down. He may as well go to sleep early. "The moon gets off work at five. May as well wait for my shift." With that, the merc went to sleep, awaiting his savior.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:22 am
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Name: Anubis
Age: Apparent: 20 X True: 2985
Physical Appearance: Anubis
Personality: While his exterior paints him as stern and serious person, Anubis is rather calm and mellow. The god of the dead even has his own sense of humor, though it's a grim and morbid sense of humor with the lightest form being sarcasm. He isn't without his moments heated anger though. Above all, Anubis is respectful.
Powers/abilities: Precognition, telepathy, enhanced sensory abilities,
Brief History: Son of Nephthys (Goddess of Lamentation) and speculated son of Osiris, Anubis is the god of the dead; protector of the dead and embalming. After Osiris was first killed, Anubis took on the role of lord of the dead. After Osiris' resurrection, Anubis maintained his title, along a few other roles. However, with the coming of Osiris' disappearance, the god the dead has become worried. Without someone to judge the dead souls, the planes between could get out of hand. Now the jackal-headed god has enlisted the help of his followers to find the god of the afterlife's whereabouts.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 7:00 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 7:19 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 4:08 pm
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OK. Time for some real talk. I'm going to talk about some of the F'ed up s**t that goes on in my head. I grew up being on the straight and narrow. As a kid, I never understood the idea of a rolemodel, therefore, i never had one. A lot of you might say, why not your parents. To me, I don't see my parents as anything beyond that. They raised me, and I love them for that. they taught me the basics of right and wrong, from there I built my own stuff into a simple yet complex sense of morality. The people helped me build these morals were people on TV. Mostly video games. Yeah. Video games. I would play video games, and watch so intently, wishing I could be like them. I wanted to beat the bad guy, save the world, save the girl and get the kiss, all of that stuff. Instead I was stuck in reality. I wanted to be the hero of my own story. In church, I'd day dream of some armed thug coming in and holding everyone hostage, and I save everyone by miracle. I don't how, I just imagined the glorious ending that was full of praise. Now that I'm older, I realize I'd be killed in such a fantasy.
But that's just it, I crave that kind of attention. I want to be the hero that everyone looks up. The guy who saves the day. But this never happened. I'm stuck controlling the hero on a controlling.
Speaking of seating in front of the TV when I was little, the TV was actually how I thought real life was like. The stuff that went on in the cartoons, I thought were everyday life things. I'm talking about stuff like in school, like having a bully. When I went to school, I never had a bully. Well kinda did in highschool, but they were dropout who of course, dropped out. But instead, I had different kind of bully. Myself. A voice in my head that always tells me that I'll never never be as great as my ambitions, I'll never fit into society, I won't have any friends who will accept me, I'll never find that one person to call my own. I'll just fade away die. Forgotten like yesterday's news about natural disaster that affected everyone on one side, but no one else. Now while most of these things are not true, I still manage to question validity of this voices words. I do have friends who thankfully accept me. I don't honestly NEED a girlfriend. But then I wonder, is that voice? What if my "friends" are judging me behind my back? What if I go my whole life alone, being the same lonely hermit who achieved nothing? What if? I hate that phrase.
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