Hey! I, Halowazzupman, welcome 3-6 skilled RP players to join in to my RP! First of all, I type fast so any typos are due to that. Secondly, here is the character form:
Previous RP experience: (you must have at least two other RP's, and at least one link is mandatory so I can read your previous writing.)
How often you can update: (at least once every two days please.)
RP race: (Human, elf, dwarf, or something that you have thought up - as long as you have a really good description with it.)
Weapons, armour, and/or powers: (for powers just basic elements: Fire, Water, Rock, Ice, etc.)
Background story: (make it detailed!)
You may not post unless I have given you permission.
Thirdly, If you don't want to RP, but want to follow along you may post CONSTRUCTIVE critisism and ideas.
Lastly, I will start off this story when we have enough people. (3 minimum)
The sun should be rising I thought. I had just woken up, but all was dark. I decided to venture out of my home and I could see others outside as well, looking around with confused looks on their faces. Suddenly, the ground shook and people screamed. I took out my bow and an arrow, and I could see other pulling out their weapons as well. The ground shook again and a crevice opened up just outside of the town. No one even tried to say 'It's just an earthquake', because things like that didn't happen here, everything happened for a reason. Now the crevice spread and demons started pouring out. I raised my bow and shot one in the head and it dissapated. The demons stopped coming out but I knew more were on their way.
RP name: Forge
Previous RP experience: The survivors RP - http://www.minecraftforum.net/viewtopic.php?f=1018&t=164207&start=330(near the bottom of the page) and the Legacy RP. That one is long dead though :/
I can update every day.
RP race: Dwarf
Weapons/armor: Warhammer. Wears chainmail with a breastplate, same on legs and arms. Helmet, vikingish style. (You know the horn things).
Background: From an early age, Forge showed a great talent in smithing and crafting. At the age of seven, he was asked by king Oken of the dwarvern kingdom to craft a battle axe for him. For several months, Forge locked himself up in a room crafting the axe. Finally, at the end of the third month, he gave it to the king. All was going well, and Forge was becoming a revered crafter. He went to bed that night, feeling like a hero. However, that morning, the king was found dead. A deadly acid was on the axe. Forge was accused of killing the king. Outraged, Forge left the dwarvern kingdoms. He seeks the one who killed the king, so he may return home.
(btw could you PM me if I'm accepted?)
I woke. The sun was shining on me through the trees. I sat up. "What...?" I wondered. Then it came back to me. It had been almost three months since he had left the dwarfish kingdoms. I yearned to go back, but knew I couldn't. I packed up my bags and looked down the long trail, cursing my short legs. "Why can't they have tiny horses, just for dwarves?" I grumbled to myself. I picked up my walking stick, put my hood up, and started walking. "I wonder what today has in store for me?" I asked myself, stroking my beard.
About two hours later I came upon a small village. I heard yelling from a distance, and quickened my pace. What was going on? In five minutes, I was in the town square. People were running past me, children screaming, women crying. "What in the blaz-" I was cut short by hearing a slithering behind me. I quickly turned, seeing a demon raising it's fiery claws to attack me. There was no way I could get my war hammer out in time to save myself. Luckily, I guess the day wasn't done with me yet, and an arrow went straight through the demons head. I sighed in relief.
I turned, to see my saviour. "What is going on!" I asked the man.
How often you can update: I'll try at least every two days if not, everyday. My life isn't as busy as it was a week ago so it would be nice to wind down and RP a little RP race: Edagurian. A race that has the genetics of dogs and other animalistic creatures. Weapons, armour, and/or powers: He has three weapons. Bloodlust, a short, crimson dagger that tends to rip through flesh like butter. Angel Cutter, a rapier that he uses rarely. And lastly, Sunbeam, a great sword that is completely black except for that of a yellow sun pattern that is on the blade. However, he mostly uses his fists though and his nails which act as natural claws.
He wears simple hard leather armour underneath a thick green cloak that protects him from the heat of the desert. He has a steel shoulder pad which he uses to help support Sunbeam when it's tied to his back, and also, he has a simple faded green and orange bandanna tied to his arm.
Background story: Originally from the planet Edagura which is a fairly advanced planet. Most known in the universe as a medical planet. However many think this planet to be dead as everyone has lost contact with it. Blame the deadly disease called "Grey Cross" that is on the planet that is turning the residents into creatures that hunt and kill everyone. So after an evacuation, different pods went to different planets. Zare was on one of these pods when he was younger. His parents were killed unfortunately during his crash landing, and it ended up being a traumatic experience for him, thus he simply forgot about everything, even his name. While wondering in a desert, Zare came upon an oasis where a hermit lived, who taught him how to survive. It was also this hermit who gave Zare his new name, Atlin. After living for a few years on this planet, Atlin has set off in search of answers on who, and what he is.
Atlin has teal hair that covers a scar on his right eye. Both eyes are golden and he has a fair face. Although he is only nineteen, he stands at 6'1" and is still considered short among his race. His skin is tan from the desert but slowly turning grey due to the Grey Cross disease that only Edagurians can get.
Other: If I get in, PM me, also give me a little heads up as to how I should RP here and what to expect here. =3 Thanks.
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"Wizards Fifth Rule: Mind what people do, not only what they say, for deeds will betray a lie." - Terry Goodkind, Soul Of The Fire
"I wouldn't know." The man replied simply. "A crack opened up in the earth's surface, and these spawns of hell started pouring out of it." The man walked over to the demon lying on the ground. He crouched down and pulled his arrow out of the demons head. The demon dissolved down into the ground. He glanced up at me. "Anyway, what is your business here dwarf? You need to be careful, the high elves that live here won't look to kindly on you coming here..." I suddenly noticed that everybody had high pointed ears. How could I have not noticed?
"I'm seeking an herbalist..." I responded, while taking out a bottle with a green liquid in it. It was a poison sample that had been found on the kings battle axe. I had taken it while I was leaving the dwarfish kingdoms. I didn't think it was safe to let out my intentions just yet. I looked back up at the man. "I need this identified, it was used to kill one of my kin, and I need to know where it comes from." The man looked at me.
"So you are on the path of revenge?" He asked, a sad look coming to his eyes. I bit back my lip. I knew elves could be philosophers sometimes, but he wasn't getting my point.
I thought about it then said, "I'm on the path of justice." He looked at me, a kinder look coming to his face.
"Nonetheless, we elves can't have a dwarf roaming through our lands unchecked. I will have to take you to the town hall, we are probably going to have a meeting there after what happened today." He walked away, beckoning for me to follow. I guessed I probably didn't have a choice, so I walked after him.
We walked into the town hall to be surrounded by a flurry of noise. The elvan l leaders of the village were all shouting, arguing about what should be done. There was one long table, going down the length of the hall, and seats, but the elves weren't making use of them. Everybody was up and shouting about what they thought was best. The man that had saved me I assumed was important, because he went to the lead of the table. He sat down. He waited for the elves to quiet down, but they didn't. I stood uneasily next to the entrance. Nothing was going to get done this way. I saw an anvil at the side of the room, which I strode up to and hit heftily with my hammer. A satisfying "GONG" shook the room. All eyes were on me at once. I walked up to the elf who had saved me, rethinking the rash decision I had just made. The elf looked at me and was about to murmur a thanks when the room again erupted arguing about me now.
The elf that saved me stood up now and shouted "STOP". All eyes slowly went to him. He sat back down. "We need to think. We were just invaded by demons, and we need to figure out a plan to not let this happen again." He leaned back in his chair, while the elves took a seat. He looked around. "I, Amir, and head of this counsel, propose building a wall. We should have guards always posted on it." Sadly, elves were already shaking their heads.
"We don't have the manpower!" One shouted.
"We don't have any soldiers too!" another one yelled. I sat down, thinking of the problem. No ideas came to me. Suddenly, the doors to the entrance of the hall flung open, and an elder walked in. He was slouched over, with an old crooked cane. No beard however, seeing as he was an elf. I stroked my beard. I couldn't imagine living without it. The room went quiet as the old man walked past the table up to Amir (the elf that saved me).
"I propose...." he started. I was surprised to hear that his voice was not cracked, as old usually are, but still smooth, again, the elves surprised me. He continued, "That we send this one," he pointed at me. I grunted, who was he to command me? "To the Iceonica, to the mage Garu. He has helped us before, and I imagine he could help us again." All the elves nodded, but I erupted. "Who are you to command me!" I yelled, putting a hand on my hammer. Immediately guards started converging on me, but I continued. "You elves have no-" The old man stopped me there.
"May I remind you of your predicament... dwarf!" His eyes narrowed at me. How could he know? The other elves looked at him.
"What predicament?" they asked.
"That I will reveal if he does not do as we ask." He said, looking at me. I glared in fury at him, but there was nothing I could do.
"Fine," I thundered, "I will seek this so called mage, GARU, as you said, and then I will continue my journey!" I said. He looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes. "So be it." he said with a smirk. The elves started dissipating, except for Amir. "Come," he said. "You will sleep in my house tonight."
Okay, I can not help but say that your storyline beginnig is uncannily like mine. Seriously man, it's very obviously taken from mine... I don't take offence, I just had to put that out there.
Also, I may join up this weekend. Will be easy to keep up with two stories with the same basis.
You actually applied for it... Anyway, just the crevice opening and demons flooding you and the fact that they dissapait to death... Halo is actually the editor to my story is i guess he wanted his own and liked my stories beginning, idk. I don't care, just had to point out.
RP name:Alpha Marcelyn Brown(goes by Alpha,Marcy,Marcelyn)
Previous RP experience:I have 2 RP's,the one Halowazzupman posted on is Free Spirit,the other one no one seems to care about.Also,I posted on that Minecraft make a story thing,in which he posted on also.
How often you can update:I could do it every minute if you wanted me to.(NOTE:I do have school,so after 4:44.That's when I get off my bus.)
Weapons, armour, and/or powers:Can control all elements.I have an iron staff with a glowing gem at the top that changes colors depending on my mood or what element I'm using.I also have a longsword that I keep sheathed unless my staff is in repair.
Background story:I was thrown out of my kingdom for being a werewolf.I was the royal princess but now a wandering threat to all in the forest.I travel with 3 wolves that are my pets,friends,and protectors.I'd do anything for them and they would the same.I am 17 and have been wandering the forest since I was 12.I've learned to hunt like the wolf and I act like one too.I speak human,wolf,and mountain lion.I look like a wolf standing on two legs.I have white/light gray fur with one blue eye and one yellow eye.I dress like a teenage girl,sometimes I just wander around nude(lol,don't ask me why.).I live off of what I have and can't stand when people fight against my ways and what I live for.If anyone disagrees with what I say and I'm not good friends with them I rip off their arm and beat them with it,or just savagely murder them.I've killed over 100 people total and hunt and live in my 4 wolf pack.My wolves names are Altair,Lakota,and Cochiti.I am 6'5 and I can run on all fours like a wolf.I also jump like one and I'm a good scout.I have long,hazel hair with teal streaks in it.
Here's a link with my picture in it--> http://piperwolf201.deviantart.com/#/d3bh6jh
Here's the link to my dA profile page: http://piperwolf201.deviantart.com/