Evil Ghost Note

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So I've been informed that this thread wasn't gay enough.
Don't worry.
I'm on it.

@Ogobrogo

Excellent...

Go forth my child.

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I have implemented the NPC list, and the NPC sheet. Along with a few NPCs... if anyone wants to make any NPCs, go ahead. Just don't go crazy and make an NPC for every small interaction, or something.

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^{@Scarescrow@Defacto}
Thompson Lumber Mill Inc.

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Lee broke off from Samson into a sprint, and Julia disappeared, leaving the teen by himself. Should have expected as much, but Samson was confident enough in both himself and Lee that they could go it alone, even in times of such a crisis.

He turned to sprint himself, but the first step that Samson took ended with him slipping on a discarded beer bottle. He fell forward, but caught himself using his arms. There was still the rush of pain going up his hands, and the surprise of it all, but it briefly distracted him from the fact that there was a axe killing still running amok. When he remembered, well, Samson panicked. He heard the heavy footsteps of the killer, and the sounds of everyone getting the hell away on him. On reflex, he rolled to the side, and as he suspected he barely dodged an axe that got embedded into the wooden floor of the lumber mill. The brute - whom he somewhat recognized as the sheriff's kid = slammed his foot into the ground, and ripped the axe out of the ground.

At this point, Samson was on his hands and knees, pressed up against the wall. When the brute pulled the axe out of the ground, and swung it at Samson, there was that moment when he couldn't fight anymore. After years of martial arts, it all seemed so damn useless. The only thing that Samson could do was put his hands up, and close his eyes.

At that moment, that fire that Samson could feel building up inside of him ignited. He could feel his sigil branding into his back with flames. His body was engulfed in a yellow flame- no, it was more like a plasma. It was incredibly pure, and energy-like, but one thing was certain... it was hot. Yet, it never burned Samson. It filled him with a strength like no other.

Out of his hands, a cascading whirlwind of flames came out and engulfed the brute in fire aimed upwards. He could hear the loud yells of the brute as the fire singed him, and burned him to crisps. Stopping him mid-swing. Then, the flames cut off as Samson's hands hit the ground. The brute stumbled backwards for a moment, as the fire began to burn him. Samson didn't realize what happened, he stared at his hands, as he wondered if he did that... before realizing this bastard was still looming over him. Whom wasn't stunned for long as he got ready for another swing, but Samson made sure to get up and run off.

Though... the old wood of the lumber mill ignited fairly easily...

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^@Drag@Savo
Thompson Lumber Mill Inc.

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Hagan was still too blinded by his rage to pay the third member of their party any real mind. He was about to put this fool in the dirt. When he tried to plead with Hagan, the enraged bruiser whipped his head around towards him.

"Fuck off!" Hagan shouted into Peter's face.

And in that brief moment, Derrick slid out of his grasp, and left Hagan holding hoodie. And in that moment, Hagan reached peak rage as he was about to deck Peter and go after Derrick when people started screaming. Hagan was angry, but the music cutting off like that, followed by screaming... just wasn't alright with Hagan. He quickly moved over to the door he was supposed to be guarding. He saw the crowd of people running away... before he got knocked over by somebody his size desperately trying to get away. Hagan was about to deck him, but he pushed himself back to his feet and caught a good look of the madness that was going on.

And despite his posturing, not even he could keep himself composed in the face of what was happening... some kid had gone completely mad and went on a rampage. Hagan almost fell over as he saw lifeless bodies on the ground... holy shit.

He failed everyone.

Why do you RolePlay?

I’m new here and I got curious about this question, what exactly makes people want to roleplay?

@Traps

Because I'm bored, way too damn imaginative, and need a writing outlet.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

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_@Oddsbod

_{Japan.In the part that's Japan.}

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So, she dodged.

Daichi was not so surprised, but he had an advantage over her that negated her near-teleportation: ki-sensing. The second she reappeared behind him, Daichi was already prepared. He whipped around at blinding speeds - fast enough to surprise her. A blade of energy was heading straight towards him, and he grinned widely. With his free hand (other hand was resting on his chains), he swung his fist in a wide arc, and a brief battle occurred as his ki went up against Verga's. It ended with a small explosion of a blue light, and both attacks negating each other.

He still had his storms ready, so Verga was engulfed in a massive tornado of powerful winds. Strong enough to lift stones up into the air. Daichi fired many lightning bolts into the storm.

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_{@lavulman@redbaron1234@Oddsbod@wxps350@Savo}

_Japan.

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While TV told her never to trust a skeleton, Brooke knew he had the plan.

Maybe they shouldn't try fighting Daichi here, with his army of goons. Given that there's far too damn many of them... and he's very powerful. Brooke never learned how to ki-sense, but she definitely could feel the power he gives off. Also he trapped everyone in a giant storm. You have to be a bigshot to do something like that. A club went towards Brooke, and she reacted quickly by stopping the club with both hands, and throwing the oni into another that was ready to attack Alduous.

She caught eye of Margot, before smiling, "Margot!" She said in a chipper tone, "You're alright."

Though, neither of them will be if they don't get out of here. It seemed to Brooke that skeleton-man seemed to put more of the pressure on Jill than anyone else. Which was fine... Brooke didn't have a motorcycle. She could tell he was cooking something in that... weird, skull, head, thing, of his. Even if Brooke wasn't in his plan, she wanted to be apart of it.

"Whatever you need me to do skeleton man, I'll do it!"

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_@wxps350

_Germany.

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Jaden had the perfect plan.

That went out the window when the dragon going Mach-5 and spinning like a fuckin' Beyblade.

Jaden loudly screamed as, not even with his blades embedded in the dragon's back, he couldn't hardly stick onto the mechanical beast! The blades were slowly pulled out, until Jaden was sent flying. Right towards the town. Of course, Jaden loudly screamed as he went flying at incredible speeds. He was going so fast he couldn't find a good spot to teleport to... and eventually went through the roof of a building, and one of it's walls, and landed on a hunk of metal.

He was stunned for a second as he grasped the side of his head.

"Holy shit," Jaden said. "It feels like I landed on a car!"

He teleported to his feet, and looked around... and realized he was in the middle of a crowd of robots. He looked around as they aimed their guns at him, and he grinned. They began opening fire, and the ninja focused for a moment. Moving at speeds blinding to the human eye, he slashed at each of the bullets as he jumped backwards up into the air and kept deflecting the bullets. He landed on a robot, and the bullets stopped for a moment, he stabbed the machine in the head. He backflipped and kicked it in the back at another robot.

As he landed, he sliced one robot in half down the middle, and the moment he hit the ground he cut the legs off another machine and cut it into pieces as it hit the ground. He grinned as he lived for moments of actions like this... but he still felt hardly challenged.

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_{@lavulman@wxps350}

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Sage immediately went over to the scream, ignoring their demon companion as they pushed their way through the crowd.

The angel sighed as they knelt down, and examined the bodies. Their light... had been completely depleted. Sage hated the fact that innocent people were getting killed by this demon, and they were helpless to stop it. The angel stood straight up, and quickly asked everyone a question,

"Has anyone see-"

Then the cry from the rooftop was everything the angel needed to know. They couldn't sense their light, but their eyes was everything they needed to know. It was the thing that Horizon Frontiers told them about, and the same thing that Sage thought was a machine at first glance. It wasn't a machine... it was an abomination.

Immediately, wings sprouted from Sage's back as they valiantly leap up into the air, clutching an arrow as they wasted no time firing a quick burst of three arrows at the experiment.

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SIGIL & LOCATION ⫻ (Okay just come up with a sigil, I'm lost)

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Self-Healing, a restorative energy flows through Maddie that repairs all of her wounds, and resets her to a certain point.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ To reflect her thoughts of coming back to life, Madeline's abstraction gifted her the ability to heal at an accelerated rate using the same mystical force that flows through all the Awakened. Whenever she gets an injury, no matter how minor, it'll begin to glow with a mystical blue light that'll engulf it. After a few moments the light will fade, and the wound is healed. Depending on how severe the wound, the longer it'll take to heal. A stab wound would require, at most, ten minutes, while a broken leg would need an hour of healing. Anything smaller than that would either instantly regenerate, or take only a few moments. Any of Maddie's physical injuries can be healed (except for one type of injury). Long as she can survive it, she can effectively heal from anything. In addition, she can also heal from attacks dealt to the mind, or her emotions.

IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MOUNTAIN ⫻ When in the mountain's grace, her healing rate doubles. A stab wound takes five minutes, while a broken limb requires half an hour. Again, she'll near-instantly heal from anything smaller than that. In addition, she can pass on her healing energy to other people, and heal their wounds (albeit at a much slower rate).

AURA SENSING ⫻ Reflecting her fear of fire, Madeline can see the auras of things (objects and people) that have been burnt by fire up to 34meters of herself. The clarity depends on how badly they've been burnt. If it was only lightly, then she can only barely see it. If it was burnt to a crisp, then she can see very clearly. Only thing is that, due to Maddie's fear of fire, her aura reading actively cuts off if it is currently in flames.

LIMITS ⫻ Obstruction is the biggest limit to her self-healing. If there is an object in the way, then Maddie cannot heal it until the object is removed from her being. Speed is also the other limit; there isn't a limit to how much Maddie can heal at a time, but only how quickly she can do it. In addition, Maddie can still be knocked out, suffocated, etc.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Fire is a big weakness for Maddie, not only does it disrupt her aura-reading, but it also disrupts her healing ability. When in the presence of fire, her healing slows down - and if it's an injury caused by fire, she actively cannot heal it any faster than any other wound. The process of healing is also a painful one, that'll make her feel twice the amount of pain as she heals.

@Majoras End

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Yes peasants, fight for my amusement, FIIIIIIGHT!

@Savo

and you wonder why everyone thinks you're cancer

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

Very beautiful rp. I might join up. Thinking of ideas and possible character connections.

@Kal-El

oh shite

somebody dropping interest for the RP. Well, welcome to World Warriors, a lot more discussion goes on in the discord server, and presently the RP's going slowly due to work/college/other commitments. But, we're all still very committed to the RP.

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^@FernStone
Thompson Lumber Mill Inc - "VIP Louge."

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Claire grinned as she held a smoking cigarette in hand.

"Oh, I see," Claire said in an almost sultry tone, "But, trust me, sweetheart, I really improve your night in all the right ways." Followed by a brief chuckle.

"But, word of advice, nothing kills the mode more than bei-"

The screaming started, and the music stopped at that exact moment. Claire jolted in surprise, dropping her cigarette at the moment of the sickening cries. They aren't the cries of someone having fun. Unless getting murdered is on that list. Claire thought to herself as she walked over to the corner of the building and peered around it. There were droves of people running out, some covered in blood (their own?).

Claire wanted to stick her head inside, but she could smell the fume of flames in building, and knew that wasn't going to end well for her. She was about to book it back to the road and hitch-hike back, but she was forgetting something. She turned back to the girl she had just met, and said,

"I don't know what's going on in there, and I definitely don't want to find out," Claire looked Rien up and down, "And I think you don't want to, either."

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I manage flight school and being a full time college student it aint my fault you make up half the cast m8

@JunkMail

It's not my fault you didn't read the part about this rp being slow paced.