LeeRoy

The Multiverse Reborn

My Mother's memorial ceremony will be from 11-X central time. I'll be away all day probably, so don't let the world collapse without me.

Multiverse Faction NRP

That joke has ruined my life since late 2005. LeeRoy is my Surname.

But let's hope that it goes into Casual, cause then I would be interested in joining.

Multiverse Faction NRP

Now ya see, this sounds like it'd be an amazing and interesting roleplay. But I'm not certain that you're looking for someone like me, with high casual posts.

The Multiverse Reborn

You won't have to worry about that, Nasty knows how this place works, and wouldn't enter combat in a non-combative zone.

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I'm waiting until some more people are approved before posting again, it'd be rude not to wait.

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And so, with my post! The games officially begin!

Punk Town (Multiverse Hub)

(Figured I should post first.)
Theme Music!

With the sound of saliva squelching backwards against his cheeks, the Grey Nasty speaks. "So, now I'm here. Now where's the people that I can kill for pleasure and to occupy my time. Anybody here!? He-llooooo!!"

Echoing from within a metal dome comes the voice of what seems to be a cranky old man with no lips, while not dissimilar, it's very far off from the truth. There stands a man clad in iron garb with a gait like that of a giant, he overlooks the walled domain with a deadpan appearance to his eyes. For some-odd reason he divined that he should stand atop a building and try to find opponents, perhaps forgetting that he is primarily a close range fighter he thought he could get a birds eye view of the battlefield. This, however, is totally useless to him. The concentration of buildings and people makes him spotting anybody who could be viewed as a combatant nigh-impossible.

"Well isn't this bloody useless? I'm standing up here lookin' at who knows what people, and I realize that I don't know what anybody would look like if they wanted to fight me. I guess strong? That'd make a lick of sense, but come on! These are people from different worlds here, how am I supposed to know what's strong and what's not?" Oh the ranting, yes, this armor clad individual rants on the rooftops. I don't know whether to say that it's cliche that he shouts his complaints to the heavens from the tile roofing, or that it's unique that one so rotten has complaints about slight inconveniences.

Though, he must admit, the concentration of people has been getting lower recently. Perhaps there have been a few incidents lately, with the stronger individuals who have no class and reasoning behind their killing. 'Come on you edgy idiots!' he thinks to himself, 'You only kill those who stand against you, those who don't get subjugated!' That notion had driven him to conquer his homeworld, though heavy resistance met him in the beginning, he had total control by the end.

"Oh for Pete's sake! Where are you people!?"

The Multiverse Reborn

It's a mishmash of madness, a collapse of universes does not make characters that should fit together. Two totally different linear timelines shoved together would cause people who are both similar and dissimilar to meet, a walking giant pair of asscheeks could meet a robot overlord. An invisible man could chat with a man who sees all.

The lack of connection makes the connections most sincere and entertaining, buddy. If you can't figure that'n out, then I don't know what to tell you.

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BOY! This sure is active lately! Better not let the thread die, if it does so, I know not where I would go for my writing entertainment. Oh for shame, ye who enter and refuse to post! Forsaking a thread simply because ye art too shy to post. For shame.

The Multiverse Reborn

Now that I'm accepted, I'm going to wait until a few more people actually sign up before posting.