Jones Sparrow

You Get What You Give

haha he had connections, he was smart, his parents were both lawyers, started to teach him and then went to school, that was my mind set. Again, I left some things unclear in my bio hahaha, I'm clearing some stuff up in my CS to not make myself sound perfect haha

You Get What You Give

Believe me, I'm the least likely person to make my guy OP in the RP. He can fight, he's a master marksman because he has that talent, and it's easy for him to climb walls. He's not the best at all of it, just like Robin Hood, he specializes in archery, and the rest give him a bit of a boost. Batman was at the peak of physical and mental perfection, my guy is far from that haha

And I never said he was a champ at any of it. But when you lose your job and get beat up by thugs, knowing they are the reason you no longer have a life, and you want to be a leader of a bunch of theives, it'll motivate ya to learn this stuff in a couple years haha

Its totally meant to be realistic, and modern, and I see where you're getting at, I changed a few things in my guy to make it what I intended.

A Modern Day Robin Hood!

Got the OOC up!!!

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/64643/posts/ooc

Still gonna accept new people for a bit!

You Get What You Give

New York City. A place known for its pizza, Lady Liberty, baseball, and corrupt businesses. So corrupt, that even the local government is getting in on it. When Mayor Lionheart was put in power, crime has been strict on some gangs and laws, but lenient on gangs secretly working for large corporations. The people don't know what to think of the government, in today's economy the rich get richer and everyone else is left on the streets. Sheriff Wolf puts an end to any protests against the Mayor, large businesses shut down smaller ones, and everyone has seemed to have lost hope.

Then the Merry Men came along.

A group of very skilled individuals in stealth, hacking, persuasion, and combat, they are lead by the mysterious Robin Hood. They don't kill, they don't terrorize, the only thing people claim them to do is steal large amounts of money from corrupt businesses, and then donate to charities, or give away unmarked bills silently in the street. No one knows how many there are, or what they look like, except their leader wears a green hood, and carries around a bow for protection.

The mayor has done everything to take down these "Group of Vigilantes" by any means necessary, but the Merry Men are always one step ahead. So far none have been caught, and they are slowly giving that hope to New York. Many will try to stop them, others will join, and some people will have good hearts but wrong intentions to try and help them. They show no sign of stopping, even with the large bounty on their heads. No one seems to want the money, because they know you get what you give.

Robin Hood and his gang have become notorious, and you are either with them, or against them in this world of Capitalism.

RULES:

1) This is a modern day version of the classic tales of Robin Hood, so if you would like to incorporate a character in to this world, please do so! If you have an idea for a new character, also do so!

2)Don't be jerks. No killing others, the police won't instantly find the Merry Men, and the Merry Men won't always be successful in their missions.

3)This will be a more mature RP, blood, violence, language, romance, drama, all of the good stuff!

4) Please stick to one character for now until I see how many are interested in joining

5) If you have any questions or concerns with other characters, or just the RP in general, please send me a PM!

6) Please please please no one sentenced posts! I do believe in quality over quantity, but saying "She opened the door." isn't going to help with the story.

FORM:

Name:
Alias: Optional
Age:
Appearance:
Faction: NYPD, Merry Men, Civilian, etc.
Occupation:
Bio: Doesn't have to be long
Personality:
Skills/abilities: optional
Family/Loves Ones?: Friends, family, boy/girlfriend, cousin, etc.
Other:

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Name: Robert "Robin" Locksley

Alias: Robin Hood

Age: 27

Appearance:

Robert

In Robin Hood uniform: Green hoodie, black handkerchief around mouth, small pads on shoulders, forearms, and knees, black boots and jeans, quiver and bow, with a knife belt across chest.

Faction: Merry Men

Occupation: Unemployed, used to be a lawyer

Bio: I know what it was like to be rich. I was born to two very wealthy people. My father owning a law firm, and my mother being a lawyer before she passed away. I had all the money in the world, i wasn't going around bragging about it, but I was oblivious to the amount of money every else did. I would stick up for those who needed it, befriended those who would accept my friendship. I met some good friends I still have today in my younger years.

One of those good friends was Tyrone Tuck, more commonly known as Friar Tuck. I was a young boy when I first met him, with my parents being Catholics, but as the time went on I would often go to the Friar for his advice, because he didn't really seem to take sides, or hold grudges (which is very good for me). Like Robin, Friar Tuck had this habit of trying to help those who weren't economically sound, or just needed the help in any case.

I soon followed in my parents footsteps becoming a lawyer, using my charm and looks to give me an edge. They started to teach me when I was young so I wouldn't take so much time in school, they also had connections to make the process faster, and I was a natural at that as well. I usually took the cases others wouldn't, which didn't make my dad or his business partners happy. That didn't stop me from doing what's right. But being this, there was this girl... Marian Anderson had to be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, but being a cocky, rich lawyer gave me that... I messed around with her, tried to use my charm in a not so romantic way, and well.. she didn't like it that much. We respected each other professionally. I partied, I laughed, I had fun, dad and I would go to the shooting range every once in a while as well, you can never be too safe in New York. I was pretty good with a bow and a sniper if I do say so myself.

Everything was going right until my dad told me to purposely lose a case. I refused, and one night after work, I was beaten to a bloody pulp to make it clear that I lose that case. I won it... but that came with a price. I went bankrupt, I lost connection to my father, and I had nothing to my name... I went to Friar Tuck for some recovery, him giving me a place to stay and some food until I got up on my feet again. But I was smart. I had a few hundred dollars stored in a secret account, I bought a small apartment, i had some friends retrieve some personal items for me, and I trained. I wasn't going to get my ass handed to me again. I spent days working out, learning to fight, throw knives, parkour, everything a successful thief needs. It took a long time, a lot of scars, mess ups, but I did it.

All that was left to do was get a band of people together that has the same interests... So i made some calls, made arrangements, and a few skilled friends of mine stole tens of thousands of dollars from a business who hired guys to beat me up before my life changed... Since then our legend grew. Little John and I grew Our band of Merry Men (and Women!), and we are the most wanted people in New York, with yours truly at the top. We give most to charity and those who really need it, and we keep a bit of it to get new technology, weapons, and these nice matching costumes to hide our identities. When I'm not being the infamous Robin Hood, I'm either sleeping, doing some research, or pretending to be a beggar on the street and giving actual beggars money. I enjoy this much more than helping the big bad businesses make more money.

Personality: Charming, witty, and a smartass. Very intelligent, and is very persuasive. Extremely loyal and trustworthy to those who earn it, or to those who are in need of help. Brave, courageous, and enjoys to have fun.

Skills/abilities:
-Master Archer/Marksman: A natural gift. He would be taken to the shooting range every once in a while, and archery was very easy to him. Over the years it became second nature to him. He was born in the wrong era

-Hand-to-hand combat: In the couple years of being jobless he had a lot of time on his hands. He took classes, had his friends in low places teach him, and although he's not the best, he can take on a couple of people long enough to get away.

-Parkour: Easily can climb over fences and climb up to fire escapes. Can't scale skyscrapers, but he can escape tricky situations

-Tech Savvy: Everyone in this day and age is, right? Friends taught him the basics of hacking, but he can't do the hard core stuff.

-Acting skills: Another hidden talent. He has the ability to make accents, act like a beggar, a CEO, a foreigner, etc.

-Knows how to drive a Zamboni: He has had some crazy parties in the past...

Family/loved ones?: Father-- lost contact with him for years, Little John-- One of my closest friends, Friar Tuck-- A long time friend and a favorite person to give money to, Marian--In love with the woman, but she hates the old "Lawyer Robert"

Other: Has a few scars from gunshot wounds, falling off things, and broken glass

A Modern Day Robin Hood!

ooohhh, both are super interesting characters!! I would say for now, choose one you'd definitely like to play, and if there's room in the RP, you can create both!

Speaking of the RP, i'm working on the OOC now

If you have any idea on a character, or have questions about this, put a post here, or send me a PM!

A Modern Day Robin Hood!

Hmm, I'm not very familiar with the characters, who are they?? hahaha

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Peter did what he always does when he was nervous, and a bit angry: make jokes. He was used to blocking feelings from others, especially people that are close. He stayed strong for Aunt May when Uncle Ben died. He would barely talk to Lexi during it, he stayed strong for Aunt May, but then there was the time he threw Flash Thompson up against the lockers just because he said "Hey Parker" to him... He had no intention of throwing Lexi or Harry up against anything, but he still felt like seeing the man would leave him rather angry. They made it to the hospital. They had to drive off the island. It was nice, full of trees, the building was large and white. The snow falling made the sound of this place very quiet, unlike the large city. Peter climbed out and looked around. "Nice place..." Peter said quietly, closing his door, taking Lexi's hand, and walking for the entrance of the establishment. It was no clue that this place was the best money could get ya, and the Osborne's were loaded.

"Hi, we're here to see Harry Osborne. We're his--"

"Are you two family?" The woman asked in a thick Queen's accent.

"I--uh, no.. but we're good friends--"

"You can't see patients unless you are family." She said to Peter, giving him a glare. Peter looked over at Lexi and rolled his eyes. "Look, I have Norman Osborne on speed dial, I can make the call, or you can trust us and let us by. She gave a small laugh. "Go ahead, call Mr. Osborne, I'd love to talk to him about our wages." She said sarcastically. "Okay, you're choice." Peter said with a shrug, taking out his phone and dialing Norman Osborne's personal cell phone. Harry's dad always liked Peter, so it was no surprise he gave him the number just in case harry got in trouble in their adventures as young teenagers.

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Peter kept quietly laughing as Lexi and him walked down the hall. "The look on her face when she heard his voice, oh man I wish I had that on camera..." Peter said with a smile. "101,103,105, and 107. We're here..." Peter said, knocking lightly before making his way in. "Hey Harry... Its Pete and Lex... How're ya feeling?"

Harry Osborne slowly opened his eyes to see his old friends. Harry's dark red hair was neatly trimmed, his eyes were bloodshot from the treatment of trying to heal from that traumatic experience, and his skin was very pale. He gave a very weak smile. "Peter? Lexi? Never thought i'd get a visit from you two any time soon..." He said quietly, coughing a bit, trying to sit up.

A Modern Day Robin Hood!

Awesome! Yeah, Little John will be fun! I feel like he'll be a more mature older brother to robin Hahahaha

Glad to see interests! I'll start up an OOC later today haha

And people are still more than welcome to show interest and join in once the OOC starts haha

A Modern Day Robin Hood!

awesome! Welcome aboard my friend! hahaha

We'll need more interests to make this happen though, so if you know anyone that might be, bring them over!

Gaurdians of the Galaxy; An Old Friend |Jones Sparrow & EasilyAmused|

Peter Quill has spent a lot of time in bars across the galaxy. He usually was with Yondu and his drunk red-neck followers flirting with every woman in the bar (he was one of them, but he never got to embarrassing drunk). He spent time alone drinking his fears away... But that was his secret. Now he was flirting with Nikki, telling her tales of Earth, or his adventures roaming the galaxy. The more they spent time together, the less he thought about the money... But he wasn't new at this. He knew they were being observed. Watched by the Collector's men. Seeing what he had, who was with him, if he was dangerously armed or looked like some scrawny treasure hunter... He hoped they didn't pull any funny business on the way they were drinking and talking.

But sure enough it jumped back in to this mind as they were approached by a pink woman. "Mister Quill. The Master will see you now." The woman said with a bow, and then without another word she walked out of the doorway. Quill followed after her, with Nikki right beside him. He gave a very small hint of a smirk as he noticed how close she was to him.

As they moved in to the lair of the Collector, he was impressed, and a bit creeped out. There were aliens and creatures of all shapes, sizes, and color within a tank. It reminded him of a sketchy zoo. Nothing like what he saw when he was a kid. The man was introduced, and his little collection matched him perfectly. Weird, and Sketchy. He had a simple nod and "a pleasure to meet you" but Nikki got the whole ordeal. A kiss to the hand, a few glances up and down, and then he dropped the bomb. Metra? The legendary fierce warriors that were wiped out? She the last one? Quill looked at Nikki in awe, and then turned his attention back to The Collector.

"So I have your ah, artifact thingy, it wasn't easy, but Star-Lord deliv--"

"How much?" He asked.

"Huh?"

"Excuse me?"

"How much for the girl?"

"I'm-- she's not--"

"I'm not the item we're selling you."

"What she sa--" Did he actually think he would sell someone he didn't own??

"200,000 Units."

"200,000 what now?" Peter's mouth fell open, his eyes wide.

"Sir, I'm not for..."

"500,000 Units."

"Hey I'm not for sale!"

"One million Units. Just for her."

Peter's mind was drawing a blank. He would never have considered trading a human-- well, half human being before! He didn't stay long for US history lessons back on Earth, but he knew that slavery was frowned upon no matter what part of the galaxy you're in... but as the numbers got higher, he felt bad that he was more and more tempted. She then took off, the Collector waved it off, and then the words "Do we have a deal?"

Peter stared at him with a confused look, hesitating, and then he took off for the blue haired girl. "Nikki!" He heard a scream, and gunshot. Seconds later he saw two corpses on the ground. He then heard a large piece of glass breaking, and soon he caught up to see a ship that he never saw before. Soon he was joined to see others, running at her. "Watch out!" Peter yelled, jumping out of the way of the thrusters that came to life, some guards getting burned to death. She broke through the glass, and then the ceiling, leaving everyone speechless.

Peter got up, and brushed himself off. Seconds of silence filled the room until he coughed a bit, and turned to the Collector. "So... About that artifact deal..."

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"Boom! Dead! Boom! Dead!"

"I am Groot."

"What do you mean I have bad aim?! Can't you see their heads exploding?!"

"I am Groot."

"Oh so now you're a gun expert, here, let me see you fight these guys off!"

"Guys! Not now!"

It was years after that incident, and Peter Quill has kept himself very busy. He had his rough times, slept with more women, had his morals questioned... But that changed after he was almost kidnapped by a walking tree and talking raccoon, and a deadly and sexy assassin, breaking out of the most fortified prison in the galaxy, fighting a hellbent warrior from destroying the galaxy with a stone that Thanos wanted... and he found out that his dad is an ancient alien, his mom gave him another mixed tape, and a baby tree is adorable.

He was now Star-Lord. Leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Groot, Rocket, Gamora, and Drax. All having their own quirks and personality, but all knowing that if there was ever a threat to the galaxy, they were going to stop it.

A couple of months later and Groot grew back, and they were hunting down some idiot who thought he could attack a planet of pacifists and get away from it. He had a bounty on his head (Rocket and Groot had that for motivation) but Peter was a changed man, no longer worried about money. He found his real purpose in life. To help protect not only Earth, but every other life out here. They were technically guns for hire, but leaned more on the good guys side. Taking this freak down was rewarding, but the reward was icing on the cake.

The man took refuge on a planet filled with his little toy robots designed to kill any intruders. They took a small speeder, and Rocket and Groot were now arguing as Peter tried to drive and dodge not only bullets, but the terrain. Gamora was in the passenger seat, reading a small screen. "The tracker is still on him. he's in a base a few hundred meters from here!" She yelled.

"DIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!" Rocket Screamed.

Drax was busy ripping a robot apart that got too close. "Keep shooting! As soon as we get there everyone get down and hold on to the seat in front of you!' Peter screamed against the wind. He swerved from a giant rock, felt a laser burst past his hair, his helmet saving him from the wind and debris that could hit his eyes. "Alright, hold on!!!" Peter screamed, going towards the large metal fortress in front of them. He pushed a button and rockets fired from the front of the speeder, hitting the side of the fortress, leaving a hole. Peter tried to break, the speeder turning until they entered the wall, and crashed.

"Everyone alright?"

"That was idiotic and a shot in the dark." Gamora grunted, brushing her hair back.

"It was a foolish idea Quill... Good work." Drax said, getting up, brushing the dirt off his bare arms.

"I am Groot."

"I agree with Groot. Needed more of a kick!"

Peter pressed the button on his ear, his helmet disappearing. "Sorry, I try to keep my foolish ideas survivable." Quill said as he climbed out. "Rocket is this thing still drivable? When we catch this guy, it'll be a long walk."

"Yeah... I might need to fix a few things, but it'll get us back to the ship."

"Good. You and Groot stay here, Drax and I will split up to find this guy, Gamora find out if there are any security, and if there is, disable it after telling us his location."

"Right."

With that the Guardians went their own way, Rocket still arguing with Groot about his shooting, Gamora mumbling about how dangerous that could have been, and Drax being silent as always. Peter walked down the hallway, quietly humming a song as he cautiously searched rooms and other halls... Where was this guy?