Hmm... I have some other ideas for roleplays. Like a Soul Eater RP (Hopefully you know what I'm talking about), Zombie Apoc RP (Self explanatory), Star Wars RP (Also self explanatory), Heros RP (Where you get powers and stuff, and possibly different races), and blah. Just some more ideas
Fantasy RP... ooh how about going and reviving DA?
Tharan continued his walking, and his thinking about walking, until he heard a sound... then he was quite alert. It was a scratching kind of sound... like a bear clawing at a tree. he looked into the forest. It WAS a bear clawing at a tree, Tharan tried to sneak past but the bear heard him, and it charged.
There were no options besides one: Tharan threw his pack at the bear, giving him enough time to draw his sword, he watched as the bear ripped all his belongings to shreds: enough for a trip to and back from the Burning Plains, and he didn't have enough gold for new supplies, thus he would be forced to hunt all back home. He rolled right and swung at the bear's open side: a hit but not one to kill. Tharan got up and ran toward the bear making fast swings to either side, then he lunged and plunged the sword into the bear's side.
Maybe he could sell the fur... either way Tharan was eating bear tonight.
The Ares and the Paradise are ordered to come back to hyperion for the shield X upgrade, the Freedom is already being outfitted. The two ships leave the colony and travel to thier home planet.
shield X: 3/3
drakiveter training: 4/5
flora/fauna study: 0/5
The envoy sent to the other colony is leaving in a day, if any research is to be contributed it must be done now.
name: Geoff
age: 20 (in human years)
sex: Male
type: silverfish (if that's allowed)
special ability 1: human speak
special ability 2: sixth sense
special ability 3: respawn
Bio: Geoff is your average stronghold silverfish, spending his days eating wood and defending the ender portal. One of the most notable and interesting things about the stronghold to Geoff was it's expansive library. Most silverfish viewed this place as a food source, as it was filled with tons of wood, but Geoff saw it as an educational place. Instead of eating them like any normal silverfish would do, Geoff instead read the books at the library. In doing so, he learned of the stronghold's past and how to speak the human language, along with how to read it. Normally, no body tried to activate the ender portal that led to the End, a dimension which led to the ender dragon. One day, however, Steve stumbled upon the stronghold. The silverfish guarding the portal tried to attack, but they were no match for Steve's diamond sword. He broke the spawner and activated the ender portal. He then killed the ender dragon that lived there, and escaped, more powerful than ever. Afterwards, Geoff decided to take action, and made his way out of the stronghold. He stumbled upon a jungle when he reached the surface, and he wishes to kill Steve to avenge his fellow silverfish, and the ender dragon.
Accepted, but in the current story Steve actualy failed at killing the enderdragon (of course you wouldn't know that because you didn't witness this)
name: Sleddy
age:145 Years
sex: Male
type: Slime
special ability 1: Respawn
special ability 2:Regenerate
special ability 3: Multiply (slimes can break and multiply into more smaller slimes. If this isn't acceptable I'll choose something else)
Bio: Clumpy Sleddy always have wanted to have friends and such. Too bad for him he have lived in a cave alone his whole life. Survived by only drinking water dropping down into his cave.Because of this he do not know any sort of language. But by having such a hard and boring life he have learned how to survive in the hardest conditions. Even though he's not a very good fighter, he can take alot of damage without dying. He have no reason to fight steve or any other mobs, but because an endermen was the first one to release him from his cave(taking away blocks from a wall so he can leave) he wants to help them. (They have a hard time understanding him though, because he doesn't know a single language.
Accepted, but all mobs are born with mob language.
(well... my char wouldn't work for surda, so I'll go to see the site of the historic battle of the Burning plains)
Walking, and walking, and guess what? More walking. It was all Tharan had done since he left New Carvahall. When he ate, he ate while walking, when he hunted, he was walking, when he cooked... well he didn't cook anything he ate that he had killed was raw, but he tried to avoid the blood, he was walking right now too, he hadn't slept in three days, it was probably time to get some rest by now. Tharan grimaced and shifted the pack on his shoulders.
This inspired me to start on my own large scale adventure map. I still have no idea how you set up the redstone so perfectly to set your spawn and stuff... I didn't see any pressure plates... I use pressure plates...
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Fantasy RP... ooh how about going and reviving DA?
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There were no options besides one: Tharan threw his pack at the bear, giving him enough time to draw his sword, he watched as the bear ripped all his belongings to shreds: enough for a trip to and back from the Burning Plains, and he didn't have enough gold for new supplies, thus he would be forced to hunt all back home. He rolled right and swung at the bear's open side: a hit but not one to kill. Tharan got up and ran toward the bear making fast swings to either side, then he lunged and plunged the sword into the bear's side.
Maybe he could sell the fur... either way Tharan was eating bear tonight.
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Research:
lollollollolaww...
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wait Last Jedi Standing?!?!? what r up?
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shield X: 3/3
drakiveter training: 4/5
flora/fauna study: 0/5
The envoy sent to the other colony is leaving in a day, if any research is to be contributed it must be done now.
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Accepted, but in the current story Steve actualy failed at killing the enderdragon (of course you wouldn't know that because you didn't witness this)
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Accepted, but all mobs are born with mob language.
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Walking, and walking, and guess what? More walking. It was all Tharan had done since he left New Carvahall. When he ate, he ate while walking, when he hunted, he was walking, when he cooked... well he didn't cook anything he ate that he had killed was raw, but he tried to avoid the blood, he was walking right now too, he hadn't slept in three days, it was probably time to get some rest by now. Tharan grimaced and shifted the pack on his shoulders.
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(why would my char want to go to surda?)