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Lets Play "End of the World!" [closed]

Yesterday morning, at 8:32 am, the end of the world began. Just above your home, in a flurry of light Plaque bearing aliens warped to our planet, and proceeded to wipe out every human being in their path. Their purpose is yet unknown, as is their origin. Within the first 24 hours of their arival, the United States has fallen, as well as most european nations, japan, russia, and several other nations. Less than 1/3 human beings survived the first night of their existance. Humanity as a whole is expected to fall within the week. It has become aparent, we are no longer the dominant species on this planet.

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The above is a short range radio broadcast. Our characters will be begining in a smaller town located by the redwoods forest in northern California. We survived the wipe of the city because we were in the forest (for whatever reason you may have.) and when you returned to your home, you found everybody dead. We will begin our survival story at that point, with everybody preparring for the long term by salvaging for supplies in the local grocery store. so, lets not waiste too much time on OOC, and lets get started.

Our CS's will be relatively simple.
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Name: (dosnt have to be your real name, so that you dont reveal your rl identity.)
Age: ( "" Age so that "")
Apearance: (a description will suffice, or whatever you wish to fill in this void. This is mostly for sake of having a more complex cs, and for developing psycological investment into each others characters.)
Physicalities: including height, strength, any physical setback such as handicaps or deformations
Special Skills: (anything that might give you an edge in a survival situation. Example, driving, shooting, fishing.)
Other: information you just wanna toss in
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Post a cs and lets get straight to it.

Lets Play "End of the world"

Aight. Imma set up the Rp, and us 3 can have a wack at it. Ill close it to invites, because 3 seems like such a wounderfull number.

Haha you wont believe this, because im still trying to understand why this seemed favorable. I wanted to make a girl scout character! Hahahaha!

Lets Play "End of the world"

I wanna keep this one small (after all, large groups turn into settlements in the apocalypse and in rp's, and how long do either usually survive? Haha!) so maybe one more person, and we will be ready.

I wanna ask your input. Should we RP as how we are in rl, or beef up ourselves into mercenarie and marines and survivalist and shiz? XD

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Edited to remove foul language that no child needs to know exist.

Mana-script Academy for the gifted (Magical School RP)

GENIUS I SAY! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Lets Play "End of the world"

One word: "Apocalypse" (spellcheck)

Its the end of the world because... Lets say, Alien zombie pirates, or something of the sorts. Lets stray away from religious concepts of the apocalypse. Im just talking, if Zombie alien pirates took over the world RIGHT NOW, how we would react and (try to) survive.

Any takers?

Arena Rp Dojo

Ive on several other sites been part of a system, or helped to set up a system used to teech people arena rp. It covered grounds ranging from rules, to scheduling times for practice and lessons, to sharring styles and techniques. It would be something posted in such a way, that anybody could follow up, and learn to rp by reading the post or by contacting the mentor of the "dojo."

Here is the fun part. It always turns out better IC as compared to ooc.

I think this could be pottentially lots of fun, and very informative. I myself would only assist in setting up the program, because im only a mediocre RP'er at best. I also think it would be fun for some people to assume the roles of masters, or teachers. At the very least, we could have them teach techniques, styles, and theoreticles.

I want to know who thinks that this sight could use a "Dojo"of sorts, who would be willing to teach, how many people would be interested in learning, and if we should continue the theme of doing this primarily IC. Im open to discussion, questions, recommendations, and the likes.

Mana-script Academy for the gifted (Magical School RP)

Eklipse, you should update the ranks now... Meruin is 21 and stuff bruh.

Speaking of Meruin, i hope you enjoyed my post! Haha! I certainly enjoyed typing it.so worth the wait. Ive been waiting to tarnish your room xD

Mana-script Academy for the gifted (Magical School RP)

TheHangedMan said
Meruin nodded. "If it's fine with you, I'll be going to my room. I have a good feeling about something . . ." And with that, the little magician went to her place.Once there, her face flushed with excitement and her whole body trembled. She took slow and shaky steps towards a certain area of her room. There, perched reverently at the corner was a book that was larger than Meruin, her most prized possesion: Her Grimoire.Meruin opened it, stared for a good few moments, then screamed uncharacteristicly in a high pitch of utter joy.

Mutt decided to follow Meruin simply because he didnt want the little magician to pass out in the hallways. He silently suspected that Meruin forfeited from exhaustion. Mutt didnt want to be rude though, so he followed from just out of sight.

Upon arriving at Meruin's room, Mutt walked up to the door, which was left slightly ajar by the eager magician, and sniffed about with his nose. Suddenly, there was a screechy high pitched sound that sounded like Meruin!
"MERUINS IN TRIUBLE! Mutt thought. Heroicly, Mutt ripped the door clear off its hinges using his rather incredible strength, and tossed it into the hallway, through the wall into a class half way. Then, Mutt jumped into the centre of the room, puffed his chest and roared with all his might.

He hoped to scare whatever was hurting Meruin long enough to get his claws on them, so he had to make the roar big. Windows, and doors rattled up and down the hallway, nearby books were blown aside, the carpet lifted, and of coarse, everybody on campus (practically) poked their heads out to see what was going on. The vast majority of which had no idea there was a werewolf on campus.

After Mutt's roar, his yellow eyes searched the room in a predator like fashion, and mutt took a deep breath preparing another earth rattling roar. Thats when he noticed... Meruin was alone! She wasnt in any danger at all! And... Mutt just tarnished her room, for what qas now, no good reason. Mutt lost his breath and found himself struggling with words.
"Meruin! I was... I mean like... It was just... And i was conserned... And then i followed you, and... I didnt mean to! It was just,.. I heard you scream... But now... And then!...." There was a long momentary pause... "im so sorry!"

JEL's Guild RP

It didnt take long for amn to ntice the flare. "Cmon leggs... Move! Stop hurting leggs... And ribbs.. And.. Everything else! Cmon, i said MOVE!" Amn used the pain from his wounds to power an illusion. His eyes opened and the pain funnele through them causing them to bleed. The illusion was that he wasnt in pain, and that he was in the tundra being chased by wolves.

Soon, his feet carried him like wind to the flare, and he waved his arms about like a mad man.
"HEEEEYYY! Im over here!" he shouted. "Im comming!"

For the Gods! [RECRUITING]

Priroda returned the charge, and held the sickle before her face with her good arm. The run only lasted but a few sparce moments, but it felt like an eternity to her. Adrenaline was finally starting to hit her body, and the result was a state of hyper awareness. Priroda mentally noted the sweat on her brow, Im loosing wind fast. Gotta hurry!, and each loose pebble beneath her feet. Footin is unstable, i wont be able to rely on leverage to submit him. she also took note of the hooks, and how it made it neigh impossible to let her unarmoured areas touch you without reveiving a wound.

Priroda decided to let her brass armour worry about the hooks, and kept running. She ran not to her opponent, but just past him, ready to dodge any physical strike in the process, and taking in the possibility of you "Phazing" again. As she passed her foe on his right side, she quickly moved the for a short, choked, horizontal slash, aiming from right to left at eye level (upper chest area to you, due to size differences). At best the blade would graze him. The attack would overall seem feeble, and too risky to be worthwhile.

The sickle acted as a catalyst though, as did the hammer. A short 1 second delay after the swing, whilst priroda took stance (hopefully) behind her foe, a long, vinelike tendril burst from the earth, roughly 3 feet in front of priroda's malformed opponent. The vine angled up just enough to potentially strike the same area that the previous blade swing was aimed for. This vine was a light green with dark purple, quarter inch thick thorns that would, if contact was made, paralyze a foe with their toxic pores. Priroda of coarse had developed an immunity to these pores, due to working with them, but for anyone else with a pulse, or nervous system, they were extremely potent.

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Sol chewed her nails nervously as she watched her sister, and prayed for the best. Her godess whispered to her softly to quell her fear. "Calm child, and be faithfull. Your sister fights not for the just balance of nature, but for you. It is not duty, nor responcibility that drives her now, but her undying love. And love is stronger than any weapon."