Still a spot open, maybe?
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Cuccoruler Member
The Banana Chicken
STATUS: I know what it's like to fall in love at first sight. I saw a BMW I8 and now I can't get it's beauty out of my head. 9 yrs ago
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I know what it's like to fall in love at first sight. I saw a BMW I8 and now I can't get it's beauty out of my head.
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Can't breath through my nose
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I have become a fan of Kamen Rider
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Been writing a short story recently about killer grass, it's gone way better than I expected!
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10 yrs ago
OMG the Anime My Love Story is my new favorite thing! Almost better than Chi's Sweet Home. Can't stop smiling when I watch it!
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Bio
I normally play female characters
I love kicking ass
Cookie Clicker is addicting
I also love being the comic release character and even villian
I love kicking ass
Cookie Clicker is addicting
I also love being the comic release character and even villian
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Yup!
Glad to see there are so many of you interested! I will be working a bit more on the story then, but I will have a CS up in a bit as well if you wanna get started on that
CS is up now
CS is up now
As a member of your early roleplays, I will keep a watch upon this...
nice to see you too
The hero was born and destined to save the world. After a harrowing journey and seeing the many injustices of this world, they gained the power of the divine in order to save this world. He had obtained the holy hammer, the holy armor, and even several rings of the divine making him one of the most powerful hero's ever. He was a hero of legend. Then in the final battle, something changed.
In the moment where the world seemed like it was about to be saved from the clutches of the demon lord, everything went wrong. The Hero who was to defeat him, chose something different. He killed the demon lord, then without a second thought he walked towards the demon lords throne and sat with a wicked smile on his face. “Forget capturing this world, why not just destroy it?” And so, the Hero became a Tyrant bent on destruction. And he would do it one town at a time, one person at a time.
In this twisted world, new heroes have risen to destroy this threat before he can destroy the world. Even former generals of the Demon lord have stepped up to fight against the Tyrant. However in order to gain the power to fight such a foe they must throw away who they were and become just as twisted as this new world.
Setting: This is a world of magic, there are also multiple races. Some races only have one member left, others however are mixes of other races. However for the most part Humans rule this world, but there are dark corners of this world as well. Slavery is a problem for one thing, some races enslaving others. There are even reports of some races eating others seeing everyone else as nothing more than nutrition.
In this twisted world, politicians eat like kings, while the poor barely scrape by, often only be eating rats. Wars have often been fought, there have even been dictators who believed that the only way to get rid of the problems of their poor was to simply kill them. Morales are a rare thing here, so is this world really worth saving?
So if you can't tell, this rp will be about those who rise up after the last hero destined to save the world betrayed everyone. I'm still working on details but the idea is that in order for you to kill the Tyrant (former Hero) You need to find power where ever you go, and not be afraid to cross that line between what is good and what is evil.
CS:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Personality:(optional, some characters are hard to keep to that personality)
Allignment:
Class: (Warrior/mage/rouge, you can make it up honestly)
Equipment:
History:
Rules:
No Godmodding, autohitting, or metagaming unless you are told otherwise.
Try to post atleast once every three days, if you don't then consider yourself banished.
In the moment where the world seemed like it was about to be saved from the clutches of the demon lord, everything went wrong. The Hero who was to defeat him, chose something different. He killed the demon lord, then without a second thought he walked towards the demon lords throne and sat with a wicked smile on his face. “Forget capturing this world, why not just destroy it?” And so, the Hero became a Tyrant bent on destruction. And he would do it one town at a time, one person at a time.
In this twisted world, new heroes have risen to destroy this threat before he can destroy the world. Even former generals of the Demon lord have stepped up to fight against the Tyrant. However in order to gain the power to fight such a foe they must throw away who they were and become just as twisted as this new world.
Setting: This is a world of magic, there are also multiple races. Some races only have one member left, others however are mixes of other races. However for the most part Humans rule this world, but there are dark corners of this world as well. Slavery is a problem for one thing, some races enslaving others. There are even reports of some races eating others seeing everyone else as nothing more than nutrition.
In this twisted world, politicians eat like kings, while the poor barely scrape by, often only be eating rats. Wars have often been fought, there have even been dictators who believed that the only way to get rid of the problems of their poor was to simply kill them. Morales are a rare thing here, so is this world really worth saving?
So if you can't tell, this rp will be about those who rise up after the last hero destined to save the world betrayed everyone. I'm still working on details but the idea is that in order for you to kill the Tyrant (former Hero) You need to find power where ever you go, and not be afraid to cross that line between what is good and what is evil.
CS:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Personality:(optional, some characters are hard to keep to that personality)
Allignment:
Class: (Warrior/mage/rouge, you can make it up honestly)
Equipment:
History:
Rules:
No Godmodding, autohitting, or metagaming unless you are told otherwise.
Try to post atleast once every three days, if you don't then consider yourself banished.
I wanna continue but I'm waiting for alex
Oh oh! I bet I can guess the warlocks back story!
He used to be a fish but got caught and eaten so he was reincarnated into a human and tried to murder a bunch of fisherman but ended up getting killed for it. Then he reincarnated again as a fish and was caught and eaten yet again. Then he became a warlock!
He used to be a fish but got caught and eaten so he was reincarnated into a human and tried to murder a bunch of fisherman but ended up getting killed for it. Then he reincarnated again as a fish and was caught and eaten yet again. Then he became a warlock!
@rush99999
@Cuccoruler
It's not trolling. When Erudessa wants to cast magic from the ring that the wearer could perceive has self-harmful, she must first seal the ring on the finger to prevent the wearer from removing it and halting the spell. It means Eru is setting up to cast something painful.
well crud...
@rush99999
Vert turned to look at the ring that was about to be given to her. She held out her hand as the ring was slipped on. It felt strange to her as if not meant for her hand. It fit perfectly but it was never meant to be put on her finger when it was created. "R-Right." Vert said nervously as she allowed pulled her hand away. "You should try to be more careful around me though, I don't want the others to think your conspiring with the enemy." Vert added.
She didn't want the Story Teller to be mistrusted as well due to his relations with her. She rarely ever cared for a person like this. She had an idea of why this was but didn't want to admit it for fear of being seen as weak. After all to Vert, people who needed others to take care of them were the weakest kind there was.
Vert turned to look at the ring that was about to be given to her. She held out her hand as the ring was slipped on. It felt strange to her as if not meant for her hand. It fit perfectly but it was never meant to be put on her finger when it was created. "R-Right." Vert said nervously as she allowed pulled her hand away. "You should try to be more careful around me though, I don't want the others to think your conspiring with the enemy." Vert added.
She didn't want the Story Teller to be mistrusted as well due to his relations with her. She rarely ever cared for a person like this. She had an idea of why this was but didn't want to admit it for fear of being seen as weak. After all to Vert, people who needed others to take care of them were the weakest kind there was.
Shogo seems far more fit to be a kamen rider...
Hanzo watched intensely when he saw the student known as 'shogo' complete his test. The boy reminded Hanzo of himself a lot, a lust for power, and an ego. Of course Hanzo wasn't the only one watching, there were a few spiders gathering around the boy continuing to look at him. "Kamen..." A whisper could be heard as they looked closely at the boy. It was feint enough that only the boy could hear it. Unfortunately for the spiders, a janitor came by a few seconds later with a broom and swooped the spiders off their web and into a trash bin. Hanzo was still sweating alot though, infact at this point he was drenched in it, his shirt clearly showing it. Alot of the spectating crowd was now whispering about Hanzo and one of them had gone off to look for medical staff.
George watched as the twins walked off without giving him a second thought. "Stuck up brats." George said under his breath. He headed towards the course when his name got called. He was certainly one of the youngest to be taking the exam, though he didn't look it. In fact he looked about twice his own age due to his size and build.
"Right then! Let me show you guys how it's done!" George said proudly as a small group of boys off the side of the course cheered at George's flexing. Once the signal was set off for him to start he sprinted through the track without a second though, it was like watching a bull run across a field. George was certainly fast for his build. Once he got to the swimming portion he jumped in the water, due to his size his feet were touching the bottom, not to mention he couldn't float if he tried. Instead he treated the water like yet another track and ran through it. Much of the spectators watched with mouths agape at such a spectacle.
Once to the end of it George out of the water and headed towards the course where he would be dodging. One thing he couldn't do. Instead he ran straight through the entire thing knocking anything in his way to side, and taking blows like they were nothing. As a few balls came at him he caught a few mid flight then dropped them and continued on to the sparring course.
"Alright!" George said flexing only to see a rather masculine looking young man infront of him. "You ready?" George asked with a smile as he cracked his knuckles. George the twice the size of this young man. "I-I would rather not break anything." The young man said a bit worried. "Then I'll be gentle." George answered with a much softer grin now. The young man seemed to be in relief over this idea. The young man threw a few kicks and punches but none of these made George flinch, though the moves were impressive would have worked on anyone except George.
George wanted to make sure this young man get a good score it seemed. He didn't care much for his own score it seemed. He really did have a big heart. Then as time was about to run out George suddenly grabbed the kid just as he was turning around for a round house kick. He grabbed him from the abdomen and then without a second though bended backwards drilling the young mans head into the ground in a German suplex. "Nice going kid." George said after the battle was over and started to walk away. The spectators watched in silence at what had just happened.
George watched as the twins walked off without giving him a second thought. "Stuck up brats." George said under his breath. He headed towards the course when his name got called. He was certainly one of the youngest to be taking the exam, though he didn't look it. In fact he looked about twice his own age due to his size and build.
"Right then! Let me show you guys how it's done!" George said proudly as a small group of boys off the side of the course cheered at George's flexing. Once the signal was set off for him to start he sprinted through the track without a second though, it was like watching a bull run across a field. George was certainly fast for his build. Once he got to the swimming portion he jumped in the water, due to his size his feet were touching the bottom, not to mention he couldn't float if he tried. Instead he treated the water like yet another track and ran through it. Much of the spectators watched with mouths agape at such a spectacle.
Once to the end of it George out of the water and headed towards the course where he would be dodging. One thing he couldn't do. Instead he ran straight through the entire thing knocking anything in his way to side, and taking blows like they were nothing. As a few balls came at him he caught a few mid flight then dropped them and continued on to the sparring course.
"Alright!" George said flexing only to see a rather masculine looking young man infront of him. "You ready?" George asked with a smile as he cracked his knuckles. George the twice the size of this young man. "I-I would rather not break anything." The young man said a bit worried. "Then I'll be gentle." George answered with a much softer grin now. The young man seemed to be in relief over this idea. The young man threw a few kicks and punches but none of these made George flinch, though the moves were impressive would have worked on anyone except George.
George wanted to make sure this young man get a good score it seemed. He didn't care much for his own score it seemed. He really did have a big heart. Then as time was about to run out George suddenly grabbed the kid just as he was turning around for a round house kick. He grabbed him from the abdomen and then without a second though bended backwards drilling the young mans head into the ground in a German suplex. "Nice going kid." George said after the battle was over and started to walk away. The spectators watched in silence at what had just happened.
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