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6 yrs ago
I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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7 yrs ago
Computer is back, yay. I can post again :)
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7 yrs ago
Computer is getting some much needed maintenance. Will be slow posting for the next week or 2.
8 yrs ago
Sorry for disappearing for 2 months. Life kinda went to shit and RPG was pushed to the back of my mind.
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9 yrs ago
Computer is broke AGAIN. Dog jumped on me when I had a glass of water in my hand, but some of it leaked in. Posts are going to be slow for the next week.
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Jack's face hit the floor again, and now, unfortunately, the loss of blood was starting to get to him. He groggily got up and looked at it, waving his hands in a "Come and get me" wave. The monster punched him across the face, Jack, moved backwards a little, but selling his punches to make the creature think that it was doing more damage than it was. He then stumbled back a few steps, before swinning his bodyweight to the side, forcing himself to circle back around into a run at the creature, before delivering a Superkick to the creature, before falling over again. "Damn, I'd pay to see you in a tag-stable." he groaned. As he did so, he heard footsteps coming towards them.

"Excuse me, sir, but I think you'd better leave the child alone." said an old and grizzled voice. Jack looked up to see an old man, dressed in brown leather.

"Don't mind me, oldman, I've got him on the ropes."

"Don't be a damned fool." said the Old man. "He's got his boot on your skull and you're going to die if you keep this up any longer. He looked into the eyes of the monster. It stumbled back

"OOOTHASA KEHISA KGRONAGA ELTAR WAZAAND" it yelled in its strange alien language. It rushed the old man, delivering multiple punches to the old man, but proved futile as the old man blocked them with ease, then, with a swift movement, grabbed its arm and twisted it behind the creatures back, then delivering a powerful elbow to its wrist that cut it's arm clean off. It stumbled forwards and roared with pain. The Old man grabbed Jack and pulled him to the sidewalk.

"You're both brave and insane." said the old man.

"I get that a lot." replied Jack. "I've had worse..." he mumbled. He then watched the creature hunch over, before raising its bloody stump to the air, which sprouted a new arm. "Grooooooss..." he moaned.

The Old man looked around. "Alright then, been a few years since I had to do this." he said. stepping forwards, a white light engulfed him, before stepping out to reveal a brilliant white suit of armour, with a helmet and a black flowing robe down it.

"I could do that... If I wanted to... And had the right effects guy." yelled Jack. The figure drew his sword and flourished it before charging at the creature, they exchanged blows, punches and kicks, the old man clearly having the advantage. With a neat thrust, parry and slash, the creature was cut in half across the middle. The Old man sheathed his sword and turned around.

"That is how you deal with a-" at the top half of the creature latched onto the old man around his waist, whilst his legs grabbed hold of his legs. The creature began to glow before exploding, sending the old man flying into the building. Jack got to his feet and went to investigate. As he did so, a kid came running up to him, holding an Iphone in his hands.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!!! WAY MORE COOL THAN ANYTHING ON THAT MASKED RIDER SHOW ON TV!!!" he yelled. "Wait... Aren't you-"

"The Lunatic, yes... And that guy was my new tag-team partner. His name is Old Fart... I'm gonna see if he's ok, then probably pass out. Now get out of here before the Men in Black confiscate that phone of yours." he said, walking into the ruined building. He found the Old man, now de-transformed, imbedded in a wall. "Come on old-timer." he said, grabbing his hand and trying to pull him out, but the Old mans eyes opened and suddenly they both began glowing, before turning into a blob of white, crackling light and shooting into the sky.

The White Light shot into the cave and zoomed over the kids heads and threw the door, opening them as it went, it landed in the middle of the room and the injured men re-materialized. Jack stumbled and grabbed a control panell. "Alright, old-timer, what did you just do to me, and tell me why I shouldn't kick you're candy-ass?" he yelled, but the man simply grabbed his stomach.

"Explainations... Have to wait..." he said, stumbling over to the corner, to a large glass tube, he threw his arms out and in a brilliant flash of blue and white light was sucked inside. The Old Mans body floated in the middle of the glass tube, whilst a hologram of his head appeared on the control panell in front of Jack. "Ah... Much better." said the old man. He then looked around. "Oh my, we appear to have visitors, please, come inside." he said to them. Jack looked around feably and waved, before clutching at a gaping wound in his side.
On Holiday.
Name: Raekar
Age: 10,000+
Physical Description:

Ranger Form:

(Only, without that face...)

Raekar wields rudimentary shapeshifting powers, the Armour does not require a morpher to summon, as well as using a humanoid form:



Bio/History: One of the last Wizards of Eltar, Raekars people were scattered during a war over 10,000 years ago. Raekar fled to earth, where, under guidance of the other Eltar Wizards, set about creating a contingency plan for when the war made its way towards this planet. Raekar used this time to study the grand source of magic in the universe, a powerful force known as "The Morphing Grid" a force that is maintained by the infinite battle between good and evil in the universe. Eltarians have always naturally had the ability to access the grid, and so created morphers to grant non Eltarians the same ability. To assist even further, Raekar used the power of the Morphing Grid to construct multiple collosal assault vehicles, simply known as "Zords" named after a legendary Eltarian. Now the war has made its way here...
Well, actually, the character has more of a Ninjor/Phantom Ranger feel to it.
I was thinking of introducing a side-character to help everyone. If that would be allowed.
sorry for not posting, i'm going on holiday on sunday, and i've been busy making preparations. I will try to get an opening post up tomorrow, but i'm not promising.

Don't worry, i'll have internet where i'm going, so I can post during the week, it's just that i'll be busy a lot.
So nice you had to say it... 4 times...
satisfying opening?
12:30pm:

The center of the town was its usual self. People going about their daily shopping, kids playing hookie and businessmen taking a break as per their daily routine. What they couldn't have counted on was that this was the day that they would come. The day that a Monster would appear in the center of town. A monster of pure, raw strength it appeared to a rousing success of nobody paying it any mind, those who had noticed just assuming it to be a street performance, or somebody Vine-ing. What they did notice was when it looked up at a nearby statue of the town founder and blasted it into molten slag with a laser from its eyes. Seconds later, the monster was by itself. People scatter fast when they're afraid of dying. It looked around, disinterested. It had been sent to make the masters presence known and it was going to do so at any cost.

1:00 pm:

Jack was walking through town, on his way to practice. He walked through the empty town center, not hearing the sound of gunfire over the music in his knock-off Dr Dry's that he had got from Ebay for a fiver. He thought he could hear something over the happy little ditty he had playing in his ears, but shrugged it off before rounding a corner to see the police trying to coordone off the area, but the monster taking little notice of the barricades and bullets. Jack looked up, sort of disinterested and watched the creature throw a cop right past him, who smashed into a pillar and went down for the count. Jack looked at the monster, not taking off his headphones or pausing the music. "I'm sorry, buddy, am I in the way of your shot, high quality stuff you've got going on here... Although I have to say, the costume could do some work, you look like a Kaiju reject." At that point, he felt a hand on his shoulder, dragging him away, when a gun went past his ear and fired a pair of blasts, half deafening him. The hand dragged him into a now abandoned shop before, pulling him down to duck behind the lip of a broken window. He finally looked around to see a hispanic police woman, she was about 19 and obviously fresh from the academy, who snatched his headphones and pulled them down to his neck.

"ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS?!?!?" she whisper-shouted at him. He looked at her with his usual disinterested look, before sticking his pinkie in his ear and rubbing it to try and stop the ringing from the gunshots.

"No, half deaf, now, thanks, by the way." he said, not keeping his voice down. "So... That thing's not a prop and is trying to kill us." he said.

"Pretty much." she replied, looking at him with a smile that asked him if he was actually insane.

"Cool..." he sat with his hands on his knees. "Alright, you stay here, i'm gonna go say hi." he said, getting up and walking back out.

"FUCKING IDIOT!!!" she whisper-shouted. She lay down in hopes that it would miss her if it came for her, before grabbing her radio. "This is delta-seirra-echo-one-niner. We need serious back-up, the FBI, the National Guard, The Army... Hell, call in the Men in Black down here because our guns are about as good as harsh language to this thing." she whispered. Jack walked out and saw the creature picking up a hot-dog cart and examining it.

"Hey, buddy, you know the Vendors in this town are pretty mean, that guy is gonna be pissed when he see's what you did to hi-" at that point, hot-dogs spilled all over the creatures feet. "Awww... Hotdog brine... That smell's never coming out." he said to it. He then rubbed his nose. "So... Why you trying to blow up the city." it looked at him, but then stopped being interested, dropping the cart and walking away to find a croud to hurt, rather than a lone idiot. "Hey, now don't you walk away on me." he said, picking up the hot-dog carts umbrella and breaking it over the back of the creature, it turned around and looked at him. "See... I'm the sheriff around these parts, and if you want to hit people, then yo-" at that point, he was kicked clear through the window of a nearby bakery. He writhed around on the floor in pain. "GOOOOOOOOOOOD DAMMIT!!!" he yelled, but then started laughing, the creature was a little annoyed by this, he had hurt the human, but it seemed more amuzed than afraid. "Hahahahahaha, it's just like the time I fought Big Bubba Hornram in that Deathmatch." he yelled to it. "See, Deathmatches are where they rig a bunch of C-4 to the underside of the ring before you go in, i'm a wrestler you see-" at that point the creature had closed in and grabbed his face, throwing him through an MDF wall into the next shop, then proceeded to walk away. "I power-bombed Bubba into the ring so hard I messed with the timer, it went off just as he had rolled out and I was gonna Elbow Drop him from the top."

At this point, the creature growled and turned around to see Jack walking slowly towards him, with blood streaming from his nose. "Come on man, do you really think i'm done yet, guys like me don't know how to quit... Well, we do, you just start smacking the mat with all your might, but the point is that we don't like to quit." He then ran straight towards it, round-house kicking it across the face, before Spearing it to the ground. The creature wasn't expecting him to attack so strongly and so fell to the ground. Jack was back up quickly, running towards a window, bounding off of it and running back towards the downed monster, and kicking his own legs out from underneath himself, he slammed all of his weight down atop the creature. It let out a howl as he landed right on its head. But it quickly rolled over and tried to push itself up, but Jack knew he couldn't let it get to its feet, dropping to the floor with a kick at the creatures knee's, he swept the creatures legs right out from under it and it hit the concrete with a crunch, but Jack wasn't done yet, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xVzBL2ev84climbing atop the creature, he crossed its legs over his right leg, before sitting on it, forcing both his and its weight onto its head. "TAP YOU BITCH!!!" he yelled at it. But, unfortunately for Jack, it was much stronger than him, and Jacks offensive was cut short as it flexed its back and rolled over, pulling Jack down and smashing him into the concrete. It looked down at him, Jack blew it a kiss, but it merely growled before grabbing him and throwing him through another window. It got up and walked away. The Police Woman heard it leaving and ran to find Jack with blood pouring from his nose, mouth and shoulder as a piece of glass had lodged.

"You are the bravest, stupidest, most fucking insane pendejo I have EVER had the misfortune of meeting." she said.

"You should see me on a good day." he said, taking the glass out of his shoulder and stumbling forwards a few steps and leaning on the doorframe.

"Please don't tell me you're still going to try to go after it." she said.

"I'll give you three guesses." he replied, walking a little more surely on his feet now that the world had stopped spinning from that last throw.

"No, you're under arrest." she said. taking out her cuffs and forcing him against a pillar.

"Be gentle, it's my first time..." he moaned, before giggling as she cuffed him behind his back.

"I'm arresting you for attempted suicide. You go after that thing again and it won't leave you bleeding to death." she said.

"I know, but honestly, I'd rather go down fighting it now, because, when we kill it, they'll make a statue of me, it's first victim." he laughed. "I wonder who'll play me in the movie... I bet it'll be Cruise... I hope Salma Hayek isn't doing anything, she could play you." Then, in one swift movement, span around and shoved his way past her, running off after the creature, she was forced off her feet, but managed to get back up in time to give chase.

"GET BACK HERE PENDEJO!!!" She roared after him.

"THE NAMES JACK AMBROSE, THE LUNATIC, NOT PENDEJO!!!" He laughed as he ran. He was in prime physical condition, so he was easily able to run faster than her and lose her, before running back after the creature.

1:15pm:

The creature was making its way down the main road towards the towns football stadium, with Jack in hot pursuit. The Police had coordoned off the area, but Jack had been only a few paces behind the monster, so they weren't able to lock him out in time. "HEY HONEY!!!" yelled a voice from behind. It turned around. "Look, i got to thinking about that little tiff back there and I thought, it's not fair for me to just beat you down, so round two will be held with my hands tied behind my back." he laughed. Unbeknownst to him, there was a kid with an iPhone recording this encounter from one of the buildings that had been abandoned with the monsters approach. He ran towards it and tried to spear it again. But this time, it was ready, grabbing him by the chains of his cuffs and throwing him into a lamp-post. The good news about this was that the chain had snapped as the monster threw him, the bad news was that Jacks arm had dislocated with it. The creature had strict orders not to kill on this first going out. It just needed to show that it could kill them at any time... But this human was making it consider abandoning this mission objective. As such, it continued its march towards the stadium. Jack began whistling. "I... Can love... When things aren't fondly..." he managed to cough out, getting to his feet and popping his arm back into place. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH HAPPY GO LUCKY MEE!!!" he smiled a sinister smile before rushing it from behind, running and diving straight to the back of its knees, before pushing off the ground and smashing it onto it's back again. He then jumped and smashed his elbow down on it again, then sitting up so that he could start punching it repeatedly across the face, doing no visible damage, but making him feel better, and making for a good looking show.
Well, I personally, had my own idea of an opening that perfectly encapsulated Jacks character and personality. Getting the shit kicked out of him when a monster shows up and he tries to solo it. Having a Monster Attack would add a certain air of urgency to your guys situation.
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