Avatar of Double

Status

User has no status, yet

Bio

User has no bio, yet

Most Recent Posts

@Double, Btw, what's your opinion on replacing Persona 4 with Persona 5, assuming you've finished the game already?


I still haven't actually finished it, but at this point it's looking less and less likely that I'll ever be able to since I just don't have the time to devote to such a long game.
Cybertron... has fallen. Cycles of endless war between the Autobots and Decepticons have drained the planet of its most precious resource: Energon. When the mines began to dry up, the leaders of both armies saw the writing on the wall. Cybertron would not last, and the survival of their forces would require them to get offworld and to do so as soon as possible. But even that proved almost impossible, with both sides still clawing at each other even as they both made an exodus from the planet. Their war would continue, spill over into other planets over several thousand millennia. But that is not the story we tell today. The story we tell now begins where Cybertron ended. Not every Autobot nor Decepticon were fortunate enough to escape. Many from both camps still struggle to survive in the ruins of what was once their beloved home. The only viable Energon mines left have been tainted by a dark energy called the Dark Spark, corrupting the precious energy into the more powerful but more volatile Dark Energon. Cybertronians seeking to survive are faced with two horrific options: either risk using Dark Energon, or salvage what little can still be found in the countless remains of those who fell during the war. These are dark days for the Planet Cybertron, and as more and more Energon vanish from the world, the days only seem to get darker. But is all truly lost? There is one who seems to still possess hope. A mysterious transmission begins making its way across the ruins of cities and the wastelands between them. An unknown voice beckons for all who hear it to journey to Iacon, promising sanctuary and survival. The messenger in the transmission remains anonymous, never declaring himself to be an Autobot or Decepticon, and even sending the transmission on both factions' old frequencies. It may very well be too good to be true, but the survivors of Cybertron are left little choice but to put their faith in this supposed sanctuary, for nothing else awaits them in the wastes but death and ruin.



So as you may have guessed, this will be a Transformers RP set on Cybertron after its fall and after the big name characters have all left it behind. All that remains are stragglers who were not fortunate enough to escape the planet with their brethren. But a transmission becks all who hear it to come to Iacon where a sanctuary can supposedly be found that promises protection and respite. You can be an Autobot or Decepticon, the choice is yours, but ultimately your character may have to accept working alongside their former enemies that all can survive in these dark times. Canon characters are technically allowed, but with heavy restrictions. Big names like Optimus, Bumblebee, Megatron, or Starscream are obviously not allowed since they would have already fled the planet during the official canon. But a much less well known D-list character might be acceptable depending on how its written. Either way I don't plan on accepting many canon characters, as I would prefer this cast to be largely made up of OC new bloods that now have to either step up or fall to the wastes.

So if you're interested in a sort of Fallout-meets-Transformers style of RP, then stop on by!
@Letter Bee

*sits in corner, waits quietly*
Even for early birds, Drake's morning routine might have seemed a bit... excessive. Most early bird types might wake up one or more hours early in order to give themselves more time to dress, have breakfast, or any number of things. Drake on the other hand woke up at 4 AM sharp and spent about two hours doing squats and going on a morning run before getting ready for school even crossed his mind. Regardless of how extreme his schedule might have seemed, it still gave the Romanian transfer student a good chance to see some of the area he was now living in. It certainly wasn't the Romanian countryside he was used to, but it had its merits.

By the time he did reach school, a bunch of the local students were gathering and beginning to sing. He had no idea what the song was, not being well versed in this country's customs, but the students looked to be making a good time of it. He found the room number matching the one on his morning class schedule and pushed open the door. Within in he found other students, but like him they weren't locals. It seemed kinda quiet, almost awkwardly so at first. Well, Drake decided that if no one else would break the silence then he would do it, "Good morning." he said with a cheerful smile before finding a comfy looking seat to take for himself.

He wasn't empty handed. Apart from his backpack, Drake had with him a steaming cup of coffee he picked up on the way to school. Shockingly enough, lots of morning exercise could leave one drained by the time they got their actual daily life. The coffee was to give back some of the energy Drake burned away during his morning exercises. He wasn't sure if coffees were allowed in the school but he figured he'd be fine if he could finish the cup off before classes actually started.

Once the local students started filing in, Drake overheard one of them introduce himself. Believer in heroes, huh? He thought to himself silently. Then without warning he got up and approached the desk they were sitting at, "Only a believer in heroes? Guess I've got one up on you then, 'cause I do more than believe. I am a hero." he said, gesturing to himself with his thumb, "Name's Drake Lecarde, but give me a month at this school and I won't even need introductions anymore. You can definitely believe in that." but his big introduction went ignored momentarily. Another local spoke up, something about the President coming and then boasted about being assigned to provide extra security.

"El Presidente, huh? Must be a pretty big deal then." then he went over to that student's desk and leaned in closer, "Of course, when you think about it, this a school chock full of superpowered students. You'd have to have a death wish to attack this place, especially when heroes like me are around on campus."
Name: Yang
Race: Earthling/Human
Ki Color: White
Power Level: 910
Location: Starts: Ginger Town; Ends: North Capitol
Tag: Dyce, @IceHeart, @Weird Tales, @Chev, @King Cosmos, @Holy Soldier Open


Yang breathed a small sigh of relief. His newfound allies had apparently seen the opening he created with the Taiyouken and jumped on it. From Erika crashing her bike into him, to the tailed woman and two young men giving their contributions. Yang's eyes lit up ever so slightly when the alien appeared to turn tail and run. That could only mean he was on the ropes, there was indeed hope after all! However Yang found himself briefly distracted by the antics of another tailed person appearing to snatch the tailed girl into hug. There was some... banter between them and Erika? They were a little far for Yang to hear clearly. Either way they couldn't let Dyce escape.

"Hey!" Yang yelled after moving a bit closer to their position, "Now is not the time! He's trying to escape!" He didn't stick around for a response and instead took off to give chase. Unfortunately Dyce had gotten a little ways away during that time and so Yang would have to really make up the distance some how. The question was: How? That was when he spotted something in the distance. A figure? Looked like it, but they were too far away to recognize. Whoever they were, they'd come from the opposite direction and were clearly cutting off Dyce's escape route. It wasn't until their Ki lit up with white only to suddenly shine a silvery blue that Yang realized what was happening.

"MASTER!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, trying to pick up the pace. He didn't sound very excited or celebratory this time, instead he was worried, knowing what the Master's plan was and wanting to do everything in his power to keep him from doing it.



Meanwhile, both Dyce and Ryuhei were shooting toward the position of a lone figure floating silently in the sky. His tattered cloak blew wildly in the wind as he watched the approaching alien. Soon enough he put up both his wrinkled hands and used them to form a sign with his fingers, "Rin..." came a voice from within the cloak. The wind seemed to pick up around him and an aura of white Ki wrapped itself around his body, "Pyō, Tō, Sha..." his white aura appeared to suddenly erupt into a shining silvery blue, "Kai, Jin, Retsu, Zai, Zen!" with that last syllable the man's aura brightened further only to explode into a darker violet aura. As the wind howled around him his cloak blew away from him, revealing him to those watching.

He was an older man, in his sixties at least, perhaps more. He wore only a pair of tight black shorts accompanied by tattered bandages wrapped tightly around his hands, forearms, shins and feet. He had short, greyish white hair that swirled in the wind. He had a hard stare, a white goatee on his chin and a distinct scar on on his left cheek. The rest of his body, though wrinkled and frail with age, was covered in callouses from a lifetime of training and even a few other scars on his chest and back that likely each came with a story of a previous hard fought battle. But all at once, the frailty vanished, and the old man's physique suddenly expanded into a more toned and muscular appearance. The wrinkles of age melted away, and as the man's eyes began to glow red, a third eye opened on his forehead and also glowed red.

"It's about time we put you down!" he said, his voice sounding grizzled and with a commanding tone. He lunged forward, as if vanishing in the process only to appear again to slam his kneecap into the alien's gut. The old man followed this with a flurry of blows so fast it was almost as if he struck with four arms instead of merely two. He ended the flurry with a sledgehammer blow meant to send the invader crashing back down to the Earth.

"Haaaa...." the old man chanted, bringing his arms together, nearly touching his hands at the finger tips to form a distinct shape, "KikoHOOOO!" he howled, sending a diamond shaped column of concussive energy hammering down on the alien, "KikoHOOOOOOO!" he yelled again, and again another concussive energy blast slammed downward. The old man stood his ground, continuing to repeat the attack. In truth, he was no match for this adversary. His attack would hold the alien in place for a while, but he would emerge from it still alive and intact. But just holding the alien in place, preventing an escape, that would have to suffice. Master Feng had already resolved himself to his decision, and he would continue to unleash his full power even if reduced his frail old body to dust, "Ki... ko... HO!"

"NO MASTER! DON'T!" a voice yelled, Yang closing in and finally close enough to be heard. Sure enough Feng's disciple made it to his side, "Please Master, don't exert yourself any further! I'll stop him now!" Yang jerked his body to face the direction Dyce had fallen in, similarly holding his arms in the same fashion as his Master, "Kikoho!" both master and student yelled in unison. The others needed to hurry. Even working together, Yang and his Master would only be able to hold Dyce down for so long.
Name: Yang
Race: Earthling/Human
Ki Color: White
Power Level: 910
Location: Starts: Ginger Town; Ends: North Capitol
Tag: Dyce, @IceHeart, @Weird Tales, @Chev, @King Cosmos, @Holy Soldier Open


It was a strange thing, to be joined so suddenly by another. The stranger looked to be a little younger than Yang himself was, and yet was clearly capable of flying and likely a number of other fighting methods. It seemed the Master was right after all, the alien monster was already beginning to attract a number of enemies that were starting to gather together. Regardless of their backgrounds and walks of life, these three people so fundamentally different from each other had been brought together by a threat from beyond the stars. It sounded like something out of some old fairy tale, and yet here it was actually happening.

"If you can help us then our greater numbers might give us a better chance. I'm Yang by the way." he said but only briefly. Time was of the essence and they had to get to Ginger Town. Erika was supposed to pick up an important package that would help them, but Yang suspected they wouldn't be able to linger for long. Even from this distance he could sense the monster was further to Northeast, practically as far as the North Capitol. That meant they could have another destroyed city on their hands if they did not make haste.

When the intrepid trio reached Ginger Town and Erika's package retrieved, Yang glanced around himself at the town. Apart from the tension caused by reports of what happened in Parsley Town, Ginger Town was otherwise peaceful and normal. A bit of realization hit Yang like a bag of bricks. This wasn't some tournament fight or training session to see who was the strongest. This was a genuine battle for the safety of the world and everyone living on it. He'd only now realized that this was the first time he'd ever took part in a battle with such stakes. Losing wasn't about needing to train harder or being eliminated from a tournament... it meant death and not just for him, bur for everyone. While in those thoughts Yang's senses suddenly screamed at him.

"In North Capitol!" he suddenly shouted, jerking his gaze in direction. Just as he had sensed, smoke was billowing up into the sky from the distance, "He's in North Capitol! We have to hurry!" Another had seemingly joined their ranks, further proving the Master's words to be true. But there was no more time for pleasantries. The now-four of them had to get going in whatever method was fastest for them. Yang himself shot up into the air and let his Ki rocket him toward North Capitol at full throttle. Hopefully the others would also be able to keep up in a similar manner.

North Capitol could be found just past a large mountain range. As it came into view, Yang steeled himself once more. He couldn't shake the memory of his first encounter, but at least able to keep reminding himself that he was not alone this time. Hopefully that would make all the difference. It had to, otherwise they were all dead. At last, the alien menace came into view and Yang's eyes widened in horror. They'd raised their hands in preparation for a Ki attack! Something had to be done or it would be Parsley Town all over again.

"I won't let you!" Yang yelled out instinctively as he closed the distance suddenly putting his hands up next to his face after he was face to face with the alien, "TAIYOKEN!"
@Cyrania I really dig your character being a bit standoff-ish based on where people are from. I'll have Aquaman respond to her soon, I just wanna give the other players a chance to get in on the scene.

@Mistress Dizzy I'll shoot you a PM tonight or tomorrow evening and we can discuss what sort of thing you'd rather happen in your mermaid kingdom. There's a couple things I need to happen in no particular order but I want to let you guys have a larger role in how we move forward in the first arc. Will [insert villain] attack [insert kingdom] or [insert kingdom]? Will [insert player] lash out at [insert player] when something goes horribly wrong? Could Aquaman ever trust [insert player] again after [insert player] put us all in danger?!

And who will be the female transformed into the Creature Queen with ties to Aquaman's past?!?


- Ω


Find out next week! Same Aqua-time, same Aqua-channel!
@Double

Would you mind if my character had a bit of a negative reaction to your character, due to past experience to your character's race? I wouldn't imagine wandering gypsys and wandering raiders would have many positive clashes. Mostly thinking at this point that she's more seen the aftermath of attacks then actually experienced any though.

She still has a bigger gripe against surface humans than his race though.


Sounds fine to me.
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet