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So something mid-sized should work. I, personally would say a smaller group, but the problem with those are if one or two people loose interest, then the whole thing could get stalled. So, maybe 10-15 players.


That was something I was slightly worried about too. I've seen it happen in too many RP's as is. I think I'll wait for maybe one or two more people to show interest before I start making the OOC.

Possibly interested.


I'll put my name in


Sounds hilarious.


I'm in(terest(ed))


Looking good, guys! Any preferences on RP size? Small group? Medium? Large? Always Open?
That's one!
Premise:

Our earth has always been free of magic, ruled by science, order and logic. Every so often though, visitors from parallel earths end up being transported to our own. Typically, they are transported by the magic or science of their own world only to become ensnared by the science of our own.

These parallel earths are known by numerous names. Heaven, Hell, Valhalla, Gunsmoke, Lux, Gamilon… Even their universes carry numerous name. Trigun Universe, Dragon Ball Universe, Fairy Tail Universe, even some universes that have not been encountered yet.

Only one thing is certain. Japan seems to be a nexus for these parallel visitors. The entire country has just accepted these visitors as an everyday occurrence now, with everyday life adapting to accommodate their presence. The devil is working at a fast food restaurant, Persocoms are employed by by video game developers, alien warriors are competing in the newly founded Super UFC…

But things are getting out of hand. There are just too many parallel visitors appearing that it’s been causing some debate over whether these unexpected immigrants should be sent to other countries. For these parallel visitors there are three choice:

Find a way home, find a way to stop the influx of parallel immigrants to protect their own newfound way of life or to assist the movement pushing to ‘deport’ any new visitors.

You are one of these visitors and the stance you take will affect not only your own future but the future of all parallel immigrants.

Rules:

- Original anime, manga, video game or comic book characters. They can come from the DBZ-verse, Marvel-verse, DC-verse, etc, just make them unique. Custom-verses welcome, but subject to GM approval.

- No overpowered BS. You’ll need to make a pretty damn convincing argument before you persuade me you’re a SSJ God. SSJ 1? MAYBE. God’s are fine, but even Thor has weaknesses.

- Mechs allowed. Kaiju must be able to shrink to human-size, a la Power Rangers.

- I get that this is anime-centric, but NO MARY-SUE’S.

- The GM is the GM. He isn’t infallible but he does get the final say.

- CS must contain the phrase "Notice me Senpai" in the Anime-verse section. I want to know that people took the time to read the premise & rules.

- Romance is allowed, but keep the shagging to the PM’s. Site rules apply.

- Rules are subject to change as situations arise.

Character Sheet Skeleton:

Name:

Gender:

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Anime/Comic-verse (if applicable):

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Biography:
On the other hand, he was being raped, and he didn't like that.


Gold.
This whole conversation is top tier. Truly we have opened the gates to the deepest levels of roleplaying philosopher. We're breaking ground here ladies and gentlemen, blazing new trails. . .


Oh the things I have planned for Chad.

Quick question: Which is better, implied prostitution or outright being caught working as a shapeshifting escort for Japanese businessmen? Mandatory inner monologue lamenting the fact that while he is strongest in the universe, he is forced to sell his body because he cannot help being so sexy with an insatiable sex drive. And having a fetish for pretending to be a girl.
Also, feel free to call my character whatever. Evangeline, evangelion, euthanasia, cecelia, cecEvangeline, ebanjeriin. Or any other word that is vaguely similar to "Evangeline", or includes some part of "Cecelia"


Evan G. Lion confirmed. It's not a Mary-Sue academy without gender-bender names!
Who knew it could take so much effort to write an intentionally terrible post?
Reading the minds of everyone present, Chad realised that they were all headed for gym, possibly the easiest class for him since he was the strongest being in all existence and reality. The only problem was that he'd have to change into gym clothes, which he hated doing. Changing in a locker room full of dudes just seemed really gay, and even though Chad was Bi, he wasn't some homo.

To overcome this obstacle, he pulled on a backup black All That Remains shirt he grabbed from a portal he opened into a swedish metal apparel store, shapeshifter into his female form and went to the girls locker room to change. It suited Chad more because, while he was Bi, he always identified more as a lesbian. Standing in the locker room, he (now a she) stripped down completely nude and then used Instant Transmission to teleport home, got changed and teleported back. He'd just wanted to show of his awesome boobs anyway.

Noticing Evangelion similarly changing clothes, he grabbed a fedora from a neighboring universe, put it on, tipped it while saying "M'lady." and then began to float in place.
As class was dismissed, Chad appeared in the center of the classroom, courtesy of Instant Transmission. He then proceeded to walk out of the classroom, closed the door, waited exactly three seconds, opened the door again and pimp walked back into the classroom, now wearing a pair of headphones with the volume turned up so loud that you could almost understand the Slipknot lyrics.

Satisfied with his fashionable lateness, Chad looked around the room before tensing his pectoral muscles, causing his black Parkway Drive shirt to explode into tatters, falling past his black-and-neon green Tripp bondage rave pants (with detachable chains and suspenders too short to actually be functional) and steel-toed black Doc Martin Tabi. There he stood, his long, black hair flowing in a non-existent breeze supplied by his own ki, his chest and 8-pack abs bare while the rest of his upper torso was covered in the jet black fur of a SSJ4 Dark Saiyan, his Saiyan tail sweeping back and forth before he opened his mouth to utter the most metal thing ever heard in all of time and existence.

"Brutal."
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