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Baskin Robbins always finds out.
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One of the five winners of the First and Second Labor
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One of the five winners of the First Labor
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Filming men in spandex kicking ass to complete my data so that I may also make spandex of my own. But call them covert suits to seperate them.
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Gonna be busy for the weekend.
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This request seems to be a stretch, but I recalled a feature speculated on an old forum about giving people access to multiple avatars to use when making posts. Like, when you're making an IC post in an RPG as a certain character, you can use the avatar of that certain character for specifically those posts... I'm not sure if I'm making sense or not...
Raineh Daze said
It does?
Yeah. The IC had been posted just seconds after this did.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Considering how most people changed their profiles, I'm gonna check through the profiles one last time before opening up the RPG.
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Beta is still ignored due to the lack of a filled in power field. To fix this, explain what powers, if any, he has.
I am not sure why the heck you've changed your power, but I can clearly see you don't feel like playing for now. Consider your acceptance revoked until you manage to stop being silly about this.
Alright, Eemmtt, you've changed your profile to have the Devil Fruit in mind. While I do like these ideas, the problem I have is the grammar. While I like the profiles, just keep in mind that a lot of these people know how to do grammar. The worst case scenario is that when you interact with others, the people will be confused by the grammar. Now, if you think grammar isn't all that much of a big deal, then let me allude you to the "Let's eat grandma"/"Let's eat, grandma" problem. I do have hope for you and your profiles, so I won't reject them so much as hold them back until I feel your grammar has improved.
Alright, after some thinking, I've decided to accept Scorn for now, at least until something comes to my attention that'll challenge said acceptance or if rude behavior causes me to reconsider.
Okay. Haika has changed considerably. A lot of changes were good. She's accepted for now, at least until something comes to my attention that'll challenge said acceptance or if rude behavior causes me to reconsider.
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And with that, may the odds be ever in your favor!
{whisper whisper}
Wait, you mean this isn't the Reaping? I brought the wrong cue cards?
{whisper whisper}
Ooooooh... I just messed up that last line... Okay.
{whisper}
Wait, you're telling me the OP is ready? Right now?
{whisper}
... Let's do this!
OOC here, IC here
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Tachi said Power: Rachel has the power of being nowhere near Museum Island.
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And with that, may the odds be ever in your favor!
{whisper whisper}
Wait, you mean this isn't the Reaping? I brought the wrong cue cards?
{whisper whisper}
Ooooooh... I just messed up that last line... Okay.
{whisper}
Wait, you're telling me the OP is ready? Right now?
{whisper}
... Let's do this!
OOC here, IC here
The sun blazed over a battlefield like a spotlight, showing off a war of epic proportions, or rather, its aftermath. Heroes and villains alike lain on the ground, dead or otherwise heavily wounded. Some struggled to escape to fight for another day, however. One man looked at the battlefield from atop a large quarry. A monstrous man dressed in a white cloak. His head was black and in the strange shape of a cross. His snarling face almost looked like a grin as he saw one person standing unbeaten: A red, pirate-like monster. The pirate monster chuckled as he looked to his fallen comrades.
“To obtain something, you must give something up.” He muttered. He heard the rustling of armor and turned around to see one person struggling, not to run, but to fight.
“Basco...” A blue samurai with orange-colored armor readied two swords, one which has its blade look similar to a slice of an orange, and the other a black and gold sword with what looked to be a gun melded to its hilt.
“So... You still stand, Gaim?” Basco readied his cutlass, though only resting the blade on his shoulder with his right hand.
“This... This is my stage now!” Gaim ran towards Basco, swords ready to slash. He shouted, combining his swords together to form a naginata. He pulled away a strange lock that had been split in two on his belt and placed it on the naginata.
“LOCK ON! 1... 10... 100... 1000! ORANGE CHARGE!” With that, Gaim’s blades glowed orange. He swung the orange part of the blade towards Basco once he was close to him. At the same time, Basco twisted his left hand and shot Gaim with a pistol that he had not previously seen. However, the shot was not enough to phase Gaim, who managed to land the slash on Basco. Basco shot a few more times before he, along with Gaim, exploded in a fiery blaze. As the smoke cleared, the two fighters fell to the ground, brought down to human forms. Both of the fighters breathed heavily, though Basco’s breathing slowed.
“So... that’s how it is... Heh.” Basco soon dissolved into a blood-red cloud of dust. Gaim looked up to the sky, onto the blazing sun. He raised his arm up, trying to grasp the sun with his hand, though he too succumbed to his wounds, his arm dropping to his side. The white-cloaked monster left the battlefield once everything was still and the only sound was the whistling of wind. However, on the other side of the quarry, another cloaked figure arrived. Though now the cloak was black. The figure slightly waved its hand as its eyes glowed a fierce blue light. On its eyes were not pupils, but rather two black x’s, one for each eye. As the glowing began, the dead and wounded also glowed blue, and they all faded away in a bright blue light. All that remained were their weapons, including the Naginata.
JOURNEY THROUGH THE MULTIVERSE: JUST LIVE MORE
The very same Naginata was now shown on a display case in a museum, rusted to a dark brown. A blond-haired girl in a blue uniform showed the weapon alongside a Feudal Japan style painting of the two warriors, though depicted more like humans than the armored rider and pirate monster respectively.
“Nobody knows what time period the battle took place in, or the means of how it happened. Researchers have concluded, however, that the battle took place roughly a century ago, as that’s when explorers found the ruins and artifacts of this historical battle. All that is known was that a devastating battle took place between two massive armies, but with no bodies to be found. Legends say that a god came over and undid the damage brought onto this island, raising everyone from the dead... But that’s just one legend... Any questions before we move to the next exhibit?” She asked an audience of tourists. A kid raised his hand. “Yes, the one in the striped shirt.”
“So... What you’re telling me is that all these superheroes came forth and fought each other?” The kid asked.
“Each other... No. They fought together against a major threat.” The tour guide said.
“Are you sure this is an actual battle and not some weird gimmick for a recreational museum that’s trying to be hip?” The kid asked again.
“What do you mean?” The tour guide asked.
“I mean, seriously? A battle where numerous heroes and villains fought to the death? Heroes and villains from pop-culture? You just got that guy from Man-At-Arms to recreate the weapons for you.” He said. That’s when a man gave a slight cough. The kid turned to see him. He was a man with a black fedora, short brown hair, and wore a black waist coat.
“Well, it’s like Santa Claus. Just like how it’s up to the person to decide if he’s real or fake, you can decide if this battle happened or not.” The man said with a grin. The kid frowned.
“Santa’s fake!?” The kid soon ran off in tears as his parents came to console him.
“Um... Anyways... we should move on. This museum is growing. Each day we’re discovering new things about the island that we can show to you people. Maybe we may build technology off of these things and better our society.” The tour guide said. She led away to another part of the room. “For instance, we had just recovered a giant mechanical falcon with missiles installed to its wingtips.” Her voice distanced. The hated man tried to walk forward, but his shirt was grabbed by a man in a blue shirt. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and had a stubble.
“And just who the hell do you think you are for making that kid cry?” The man asked him.
“The name’s Sawyer. Danny Sawyer. You?” He said with a smug grin.
“Okay, cut the snark! You don’t go around and break people like that!” The man said.
“He’s a heckler. I decided to heckle back. Problem?” Danny kept on with the grin.
“I...” Just then, the man’s phone rang. “Excuse me, I gotta check this.” He said, leaving. Danny soon skipped away from the exhibit to go to the tourists.
When the brown-haired man got into the next room, he took out a strange device that looked like a silver GPS.
“Yes?”
Outside of Earth was a large blue spacecraft with a large red square on the top that almost looked like an M. The spacecraft looked more like a giant disk than an actual spaceship.
Its crew operated inside the ship. Most of them wore black suits with green lines going down from their shoulders to their legs, save for one. Sitting in a large chair in the center of the main bridge was a man with short blue hair. He wore a red military uniform with a black sash, sharing the green lines that the other crew members had. He looked into the holographic screen of the brown-haired man.
“Agent Santos, confirm that you are on Museum Island.” The man said.
“Yeah. I’m on it, Shane.” Santos said.
“Santos! Remember that on the field, you refer to me as Captain Sparks.” Shane said.
“Yeah... Sorry bout that. So, what’s phase two?” Santos asked.
“Phase two goes as follows: we have received word that a group of men have come to speed up the process of the excavation of Museum Island. Prevent them from salvaging anything that could threaten the balance of the Multiverse. Do you copy?” Shane asked.
“Read you loud and clea-” Just then, alarms rang.
“Captain Sparks! Recon units have found the group of men!” One of the crewmates said. A holographic image of two people in white uniforms with silver linings getting off of an apache helicopter showed next to Santos. “There’s only the two, but our Multiform Recognizer had pinpointed their origin point as well as whom they belong to! They’re-”
“The merchants of death... Nicholas, today’s the day you prove your training. Be wary of confronting the group. Their reputation for researching monster-creating weapons is unmatched.” Shane told Nicholas.
“But... I don’t have a weapon to fight with!” Nicholas said.
“That is why I said to be wary. You’re not an overnight hero. I’ll be sending back up for you and inform them of the situation. For now, stay undercover.” Shane said.
“... Roger.” With that, Nicholas hung up. Shane looked at the screen and wondered if Zyguard would be willing to duke it out with Foundation X. He sent the signal for several Zyguard members’ GPS-like devices. On them had the following message: “Requesting backup on Museum Island.”
On the island, right at the site where the final battle took place, the white-cloaked monster oversaw the excavation progress, seeing many white tents and archaeologists working around the clock to unearth the treasures. He heard the sounds of the apache hovering arriving the island. Again he shared that same grin, snapping his fingers.
“Come my minions, rise for your master… Come for Museum Island...”
{OOC: So, basic set up: Factionless, post how you’re spending your day either at Museum Island or elsewhere if you want to be teleported to Museum Island. Zyguard, the same applies, but you’ll get a text from the Captain about the need for back-up. Dai-Black Cross Army, the master asks for your summons as well. The creators of other factions can decide either how to write the OP for the rest of the members for their faction or go with Factionless.}
“To obtain something, you must give something up.” He muttered. He heard the rustling of armor and turned around to see one person struggling, not to run, but to fight.
“Basco...” A blue samurai with orange-colored armor readied two swords, one which has its blade look similar to a slice of an orange, and the other a black and gold sword with what looked to be a gun melded to its hilt.
“So... You still stand, Gaim?” Basco readied his cutlass, though only resting the blade on his shoulder with his right hand.
“This... This is my stage now!” Gaim ran towards Basco, swords ready to slash. He shouted, combining his swords together to form a naginata. He pulled away a strange lock that had been split in two on his belt and placed it on the naginata.
“LOCK ON! 1... 10... 100... 1000! ORANGE CHARGE!” With that, Gaim’s blades glowed orange. He swung the orange part of the blade towards Basco once he was close to him. At the same time, Basco twisted his left hand and shot Gaim with a pistol that he had not previously seen. However, the shot was not enough to phase Gaim, who managed to land the slash on Basco. Basco shot a few more times before he, along with Gaim, exploded in a fiery blaze. As the smoke cleared, the two fighters fell to the ground, brought down to human forms. Both of the fighters breathed heavily, though Basco’s breathing slowed.
“So... that’s how it is... Heh.” Basco soon dissolved into a blood-red cloud of dust. Gaim looked up to the sky, onto the blazing sun. He raised his arm up, trying to grasp the sun with his hand, though he too succumbed to his wounds, his arm dropping to his side. The white-cloaked monster left the battlefield once everything was still and the only sound was the whistling of wind. However, on the other side of the quarry, another cloaked figure arrived. Though now the cloak was black. The figure slightly waved its hand as its eyes glowed a fierce blue light. On its eyes were not pupils, but rather two black x’s, one for each eye. As the glowing began, the dead and wounded also glowed blue, and they all faded away in a bright blue light. All that remained were their weapons, including the Naginata.
JOURNEY THROUGH THE MULTIVERSE: JUST LIVE MORE
The very same Naginata was now shown on a display case in a museum, rusted to a dark brown. A blond-haired girl in a blue uniform showed the weapon alongside a Feudal Japan style painting of the two warriors, though depicted more like humans than the armored rider and pirate monster respectively.
“Nobody knows what time period the battle took place in, or the means of how it happened. Researchers have concluded, however, that the battle took place roughly a century ago, as that’s when explorers found the ruins and artifacts of this historical battle. All that is known was that a devastating battle took place between two massive armies, but with no bodies to be found. Legends say that a god came over and undid the damage brought onto this island, raising everyone from the dead... But that’s just one legend... Any questions before we move to the next exhibit?” She asked an audience of tourists. A kid raised his hand. “Yes, the one in the striped shirt.”
“So... What you’re telling me is that all these superheroes came forth and fought each other?” The kid asked.
“Each other... No. They fought together against a major threat.” The tour guide said.
“Are you sure this is an actual battle and not some weird gimmick for a recreational museum that’s trying to be hip?” The kid asked again.
“What do you mean?” The tour guide asked.
“I mean, seriously? A battle where numerous heroes and villains fought to the death? Heroes and villains from pop-culture? You just got that guy from Man-At-Arms to recreate the weapons for you.” He said. That’s when a man gave a slight cough. The kid turned to see him. He was a man with a black fedora, short brown hair, and wore a black waist coat.
“Well, it’s like Santa Claus. Just like how it’s up to the person to decide if he’s real or fake, you can decide if this battle happened or not.” The man said with a grin. The kid frowned.
“Santa’s fake!?” The kid soon ran off in tears as his parents came to console him.
“Um... Anyways... we should move on. This museum is growing. Each day we’re discovering new things about the island that we can show to you people. Maybe we may build technology off of these things and better our society.” The tour guide said. She led away to another part of the room. “For instance, we had just recovered a giant mechanical falcon with missiles installed to its wingtips.” Her voice distanced. The hated man tried to walk forward, but his shirt was grabbed by a man in a blue shirt. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and had a stubble.
“And just who the hell do you think you are for making that kid cry?” The man asked him.
“The name’s Sawyer. Danny Sawyer. You?” He said with a smug grin.
“Okay, cut the snark! You don’t go around and break people like that!” The man said.
“He’s a heckler. I decided to heckle back. Problem?” Danny kept on with the grin.
“I...” Just then, the man’s phone rang. “Excuse me, I gotta check this.” He said, leaving. Danny soon skipped away from the exhibit to go to the tourists.
When the brown-haired man got into the next room, he took out a strange device that looked like a silver GPS.
“Yes?”
Outside of Earth was a large blue spacecraft with a large red square on the top that almost looked like an M. The spacecraft looked more like a giant disk than an actual spaceship.
Its crew operated inside the ship. Most of them wore black suits with green lines going down from their shoulders to their legs, save for one. Sitting in a large chair in the center of the main bridge was a man with short blue hair. He wore a red military uniform with a black sash, sharing the green lines that the other crew members had. He looked into the holographic screen of the brown-haired man.
“Agent Santos, confirm that you are on Museum Island.” The man said.
“Yeah. I’m on it, Shane.” Santos said.
“Santos! Remember that on the field, you refer to me as Captain Sparks.” Shane said.
“Yeah... Sorry bout that. So, what’s phase two?” Santos asked.
“Phase two goes as follows: we have received word that a group of men have come to speed up the process of the excavation of Museum Island. Prevent them from salvaging anything that could threaten the balance of the Multiverse. Do you copy?” Shane asked.
“Read you loud and clea-” Just then, alarms rang.
“Captain Sparks! Recon units have found the group of men!” One of the crewmates said. A holographic image of two people in white uniforms with silver linings getting off of an apache helicopter showed next to Santos. “There’s only the two, but our Multiform Recognizer had pinpointed their origin point as well as whom they belong to! They’re-”
“The merchants of death... Nicholas, today’s the day you prove your training. Be wary of confronting the group. Their reputation for researching monster-creating weapons is unmatched.” Shane told Nicholas.
“But... I don’t have a weapon to fight with!” Nicholas said.
“That is why I said to be wary. You’re not an overnight hero. I’ll be sending back up for you and inform them of the situation. For now, stay undercover.” Shane said.
“... Roger.” With that, Nicholas hung up. Shane looked at the screen and wondered if Zyguard would be willing to duke it out with Foundation X. He sent the signal for several Zyguard members’ GPS-like devices. On them had the following message: “Requesting backup on Museum Island.”
On the island, right at the site where the final battle took place, the white-cloaked monster oversaw the excavation progress, seeing many white tents and archaeologists working around the clock to unearth the treasures. He heard the sounds of the apache hovering arriving the island. Again he shared that same grin, snapping his fingers.
“Come my minions, rise for your master… Come for Museum Island...”
{OOC: So, basic set up: Factionless, post how you’re spending your day either at Museum Island or elsewhere if you want to be teleported to Museum Island. Zyguard, the same applies, but you’ll get a text from the Captain about the need for back-up. Dai-Black Cross Army, the master asks for your summons as well. The creators of other factions can decide either how to write the OP for the rest of the members for their faction or go with Factionless.}
And so... It begins!
Do avatars from the Old Tower count? Or from the old RPG before it died?
Looking at a closed topic, I can't seem to find the "unsubscribe button". Is there some way of unsubscribing closed topics?
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Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Alright, let's get around to judging.
John is accepted.
Age is simplified. Check.
Powers are neatly explained. Check.
World is better explained. Check.
As for the backstory... This is where I run into some problems.Instead of running away due to fear of being abused by her parents, she instead ran away because she screwed up one single chore. The next part was okay, but then there's the driven to suicide bit. What exactly is she punishing herself for? She essentially made a potion for the intent of having her suffer through every painful moment of her life before dying... Why? I mean, it would make sense she would try to commit suicide after her love has died, but couple this with the running away because she messed up with her chores, it just makes it... Well, I mentioned before how the previous back story just seemed to be over-the-top, and here, it's over-the-top for a different reason. Now it's Haika that's going over-the-top.
"Welp, my love died. Time for me to make myself suffer a horrible and painful death."
I do like her realization that she has a second shot at life, but everything else just seems... unnecessary? The grammar has improved, I will admit. It's fixed, but there's still a bit more to fix.
John is accepted.
Age is simplified. Check.
Powers are neatly explained. Check.
World is better explained. Check.
As for the backstory... This is where I run into some problems.Instead of running away due to fear of being abused by her parents, she instead ran away because she screwed up one single chore. The next part was okay, but then there's the driven to suicide bit. What exactly is she punishing herself for? She essentially made a potion for the intent of having her suffer through every painful moment of her life before dying... Why? I mean, it would make sense she would try to commit suicide after her love has died, but couple this with the running away because she messed up with her chores, it just makes it... Well, I mentioned before how the previous back story just seemed to be over-the-top, and here, it's over-the-top for a different reason. Now it's Haika that's going over-the-top.
"Welp, my love died. Time for me to make myself suffer a horrible and painful death."
I do like her realization that she has a second shot at life, but everything else just seems... unnecessary? The grammar has improved, I will admit. It's fixed, but there's still a bit more to fix.
Harry Potter: Tomoyo After- Wait, wrong Tomoyo.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Alright, judging.
Ornstein looks good, and thus he's accepted.
Yuuka is accepted.
Raiko looks good as well, and I like that the power comes with its own limit addressing the ban on human-based telekensis. Accepted.
Misaka's powers seem good, so I'll accept her.
... Okay, I'm sort of confused with this one, Cake. The age thing, while you addressed it as complex... is exactly that.
Also, you haven't filled in the faction data field, which is sort of important in the sense that I need to know which faction she belongs to, if at all.
The grammar makes it a bit hard to follow, sometimes, though it's only the lack of punctuation that seems to be the problem.
There's also that power that is hard to explain and I have to accept you to see it in action, even when one detail says "effects the physical world" which sounds like a bad sign for me. Could you at least outline a few examples?
There's also the backstory... Which seemed to be summed up as "SUFFERING!", and quite frankly, there's just so much sadness you can insert into a character before they become over-the-top. I'm not exactly sure what to think... Everything about this just makes me shake my head and go... "Yeeeaaah, no."
I apologize about this. I really do. Your character does sound very woobie material, but I just don't feel it fitting in JTTM.
Ornstein looks good, and thus he's accepted.
Yuuka is accepted.
Raiko looks good as well, and I like that the power comes with its own limit addressing the ban on human-based telekensis. Accepted.
Misaka's powers seem good, so I'll accept her.
... Okay, I'm sort of confused with this one, Cake. The age thing, while you addressed it as complex... is exactly that.
Also, you haven't filled in the faction data field, which is sort of important in the sense that I need to know which faction she belongs to, if at all.
The grammar makes it a bit hard to follow, sometimes, though it's only the lack of punctuation that seems to be the problem.
There's also that power that is hard to explain and I have to accept you to see it in action, even when one detail says "effects the physical world" which sounds like a bad sign for me. Could you at least outline a few examples?
There's also the backstory... Which seemed to be summed up as "SUFFERING!", and quite frankly, there's just so much sadness you can insert into a character before they become over-the-top. I'm not exactly sure what to think... Everything about this just makes me shake my head and go... "Yeeeaaah, no."
I apologize about this. I really do. Your character does sound very woobie material, but I just don't feel it fitting in JTTM.
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