i would offer my interest, but you already said my storyline didnt suit your interest so... :/
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1) Worldbuilder/storyteller
2) Empath
3) Hebrew
4) INFP
5) Walmart inventory associate
6) RP Veteran
7) Actual Military Veteran
8) Thread-killer
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1) If you need me to post, PM me. My memory is awful.
2) No matter how much I may love the source material, I will not join an RP if the Interest Check, IC, or OOC has too many posts. I am not reading all of that. If you want me to join, PM me a summary.
3) I won't even read source material in the Interest Check or OOC sections if the IP is, like, super convoluted, long, or snobbishly formatted. Keep that shit IC. Give me clear and concise posts or I'm gone. I dont have all day to sort through your five different fonts and your 17 paragraphs of setup.
2) Empath
3) Hebrew
4) INFP
5) Walmart inventory associate
6) RP Veteran
7) Actual Military Veteran
8) Thread-killer
Things you should keep in mind about my RP...
1) If you need me to post, PM me. My memory is awful.
2) No matter how much I may love the source material, I will not join an RP if the Interest Check, IC, or OOC has too many posts. I am not reading all of that. If you want me to join, PM me a summary.
3) I won't even read source material in the Interest Check or OOC sections if the IP is, like, super convoluted, long, or snobbishly formatted. Keep that shit IC. Give me clear and concise posts or I'm gone. I dont have all day to sort through your five different fonts and your 17 paragraphs of setup.
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i like mystery so i dont need to know the details of the virus. but its hard for me to write something i dont know anything about. immune means unaffected, not got sick to the point of death but didnt die. so im not sure which it is.
The holographic device fell from the seat and the illusion flickered and vanished, followed soon after by the self-destructed bobble as it crashed onto the floor, unheard in the commotion.
One Week Ago...
"You have to get outta here, D'ren!" said his last loyal slave.
Sora Lynn protected her master with her Spartan Kopis, slashing furiously at the charging reptilian Skaar Demons, led by the non-reptilian dark angel and goddess Pyrsefoni. She was one of The Infamous Consorts, a High Mistress and noblewoman, but despite her admiration for her lord, she still held him in contempt for having her husband Hades assassinated, just so she could be his woman. D'ren didn't even have the common decency to betray and murder his fellow hell-god himself.
D'ren was cowering in a corner of his mansion's fifth story dining room. He quivered with adrenaline coursing through him as he eyed the two women sword-fighting in the doorway. The Infamous tried to hurl a fireball at the oncoming demons, but the flame died almost as quickly as it spawned in his palm. Enraged by his own impotence, he punched a wall beside him, his fingerless gloved fist smashing through a chunk of it.
Glad to still have some super-strength, he clotheslined an oncoming Skaar and side-kicked another onto the huge dining room table, causing much of the lavish feast to skitter and slide onto the floor. But he knew he couldn't go on like this. He could already feel the strength draining from him as he eyed Pyrsefoni bitterly.
"I will take your heart!" he screamed at her, batting aside another demon.
He swept back his trench coat and drew a six-shooter, knowing it would only stun and hurt the demons, not kill them. As he took aim, the goddess retorted, "You already had it!"
Sora Lynn glanced over her shoulder at D'ren. "Get outta here!"
D'ren shot another couple demons before pulling a small black pill from his leather pants pocket and crushed it in his fingertips. Dropping it on the floor, the fluid opened a dimensional portal to where he assumed he would find more powers, the Demonic Badlands of Heramus. The Badlands was a place where the essence and powers of demons and gods were sent once vanquished.
He turned back, just in time to see Pysefoni tear one of Sora Lynn's wings and run her through with her Greek short sword.
"No!" cried D'ren in anguish.
"Go!" she screamed, falling slowly to her knees.
Pyrsefoni moved past her, raising her sword. She leaped onto the table. D'ren looked around at the remaining half a dozen demons who were rushing toward him.
"I will be back!" D'ren said, throwing his empty pistol at the nearest demon, and then hauling ass through the portal.
The last thing he heard before leaving Malevora was Pyrsefoni shouting, "And we'll be waiting!"
In the Badlands, D'ren pushed himself up to a kneeling position and wiped the dust and sand from his face and tunic. The portal had closed behind him, but he only had one pill. Standing up, D'ren coughed from the quantity of dust and humidity in the atmosphere. Then as he made his way toward a cave for shelter from the howling wind, his hand brushed something in his trench coat pocket.
He pulled out a holographic device he'd once taken from a futuristic world he'd conquered last year. Swallowing his pain, both physical and emotion, D'ren mused, "Sora...Sora Lynn must've...put this in my pocket."
Searching for other things that she may have stashed on his person, the warlord found an ornate Egyptian dagger, a pendant, and a flask he hoped was filled with whiskey. It wasn't. It was water.
"Damn her," he groaned. "Always lookin' out for me best interest. I don't deserve that bint."
One Week Ago...
"You have to get outta here, D'ren!" said his last loyal slave.
Sora Lynn protected her master with her Spartan Kopis, slashing furiously at the charging reptilian Skaar Demons, led by the non-reptilian dark angel and goddess Pyrsefoni. She was one of The Infamous Consorts, a High Mistress and noblewoman, but despite her admiration for her lord, she still held him in contempt for having her husband Hades assassinated, just so she could be his woman. D'ren didn't even have the common decency to betray and murder his fellow hell-god himself.
D'ren was cowering in a corner of his mansion's fifth story dining room. He quivered with adrenaline coursing through him as he eyed the two women sword-fighting in the doorway. The Infamous tried to hurl a fireball at the oncoming demons, but the flame died almost as quickly as it spawned in his palm. Enraged by his own impotence, he punched a wall beside him, his fingerless gloved fist smashing through a chunk of it.
Glad to still have some super-strength, he clotheslined an oncoming Skaar and side-kicked another onto the huge dining room table, causing much of the lavish feast to skitter and slide onto the floor. But he knew he couldn't go on like this. He could already feel the strength draining from him as he eyed Pyrsefoni bitterly.
"I will take your heart!" he screamed at her, batting aside another demon.
He swept back his trench coat and drew a six-shooter, knowing it would only stun and hurt the demons, not kill them. As he took aim, the goddess retorted, "You already had it!"
Sora Lynn glanced over her shoulder at D'ren. "Get outta here!"
D'ren shot another couple demons before pulling a small black pill from his leather pants pocket and crushed it in his fingertips. Dropping it on the floor, the fluid opened a dimensional portal to where he assumed he would find more powers, the Demonic Badlands of Heramus. The Badlands was a place where the essence and powers of demons and gods were sent once vanquished.
He turned back, just in time to see Pysefoni tear one of Sora Lynn's wings and run her through with her Greek short sword.
"No!" cried D'ren in anguish.
"Go!" she screamed, falling slowly to her knees.
Pyrsefoni moved past her, raising her sword. She leaped onto the table. D'ren looked around at the remaining half a dozen demons who were rushing toward him.
"I will be back!" D'ren said, throwing his empty pistol at the nearest demon, and then hauling ass through the portal.
The last thing he heard before leaving Malevora was Pyrsefoni shouting, "And we'll be waiting!"
In the Badlands, D'ren pushed himself up to a kneeling position and wiped the dust and sand from his face and tunic. The portal had closed behind him, but he only had one pill. Standing up, D'ren coughed from the quantity of dust and humidity in the atmosphere. Then as he made his way toward a cave for shelter from the howling wind, his hand brushed something in his trench coat pocket.
He pulled out a holographic device he'd once taken from a futuristic world he'd conquered last year. Swallowing his pain, both physical and emotion, D'ren mused, "Sora...Sora Lynn must've...put this in my pocket."
Searching for other things that she may have stashed on his person, the warlord found an ornate Egyptian dagger, a pendant, and a flask he hoped was filled with whiskey. It wasn't. It was water.
"Damn her," he groaned. "Always lookin' out for me best interest. I don't deserve that bint."
sounds good. also, im gonna post to remove the illusion since i forgot about it. and it would be weird that a guy is just sitting there ignoring a huge battle in the tavern. with that i will also post a flashback for both character development and explain how D'ren got the "powers" he got.
EDIT: Yes, i stole the demonic badlands idea from Charmed lol
EDIT: Yes, i stole the demonic badlands idea from Charmed lol
are you mad i ignored everything except the genres list? XD
(no but seriously, im going back to read the rest, i just wanted to post this in case i forget)
(no but seriously, im going back to read the rest, i just wanted to post this in case i forget)
hey what if we do what so many TV shows are doing now and have a boss and then after we kill him in the finale, we start the next adventure by going after his boss? And then in the next adventure we kill HIS boss? and then maybe in season 5 we find out some lowlife we ignored in an alley worked his way up the ranks to be even more powerful and we have to kill him?
so I would say that the Jester would be the boss for this adventure, and then we go after Loki or the vampire who i cant remember the name of, and then eventually maybe The Infamous will get some form of dignity back and yall can go after him? he wont die, because canon, but he could be cast to hell or forced to leave or something. just a thought. i love playing villains and antiheroes. :D
so I would say that the Jester would be the boss for this adventure, and then we go after Loki or the vampire who i cant remember the name of, and then eventually maybe The Infamous will get some form of dignity back and yall can go after him? he wont die, because canon, but he could be cast to hell or forced to leave or something. just a thought. i love playing villains and antiheroes. :D
is Gladius the one where u start out in a chariot?
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Forum: Free Interest Checks
i dont know what discord is. i disappeared from forum RP in 2012... sooo... all this is mostly new to me...
well i could make the virus be dormant or something but "luck" or just randomly being immune is not just boring and unlikely, but also it would be a pretty bad virus to kill 98% of the superheroes and just make all the rest get sick, but fight it off some how through...a strong immune system?
EDITION: Not only did i add a negative to his power, i also gave him an addition negative for the virus. basically every once in a while, it will return, like it was in remission but never left completely. His sister's still dead as shit though.
EDITION: Not only did i add a negative to his power, i also gave him an addition negative for the virus. basically every once in a while, it will return, like it was in remission but never left completely. His sister's still dead as shit though.
just be a Marine.
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