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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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"Hello?" I call. "Is someone there?" I ask nervously. I look around frightened. I see something move in the shadows. "Cc-come out" I'm so scared my teeth are chattering, I can hardly even speak. Finally someone steps out of the shadows. In the moon light I can see him clearly. It is a man. At first he looks like one of the many others running about in costume, but soon I realise that he is different. This is no costume at all...
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: March 29, 2003
Posts: 2615
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just read ur nm matt and came on this thread..will post mi own when i have a little more time..sounds very interesting.....
Dont let ur studies interfere with ur education!!!!!
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Registered: January 15, 2006
Posts: 6153
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It's Halloween night. I decide to travel back to the big city in which I was born, to see all the children running around, collecting candy. I am all too familiar with the sounds of the city, the streets of the city, the smells of the city...it all comes back to me. I see a stairway in an alley that my friends and I used to hang out in. Tired from walking, I decide to sit down on the steps. After resting a few minutes, I find...that I am not alone...
And I would never feel pain / and never be without pleasure, ever, again / and if the reign stops, and everything's dry, he would cry just so I could drink the tears from his eyes...
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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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In my travles from my village I have come to a large town. It is halloween and people run wlid thruogh the town, in all sorts of costumes. The city streets ane twisting and confusing. I quickly get lost. I am getting very nervous. I find myself in a dark alley way. By now I am very tired. I sit for a minnute to rest. I hear a comotion. I realise I am no longer alone...
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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Welcome one & all! We now officially have enough players to start the game. Any new players must post their player profile before joining the ranks. Here is the first scenario. It is Halloween, the night of all true evil. I have come out of hiding to let loose & be myself for once. Without a moments hesitation I transform & roam the streets searching for others like myself. I take to the rooftops & begin howling as loud as I can. I am angry & looking for a fight. I sense that I am being watched. I sniff around trying to pin-point who my follower is. I can't get a good reading however, because there is such a high consentration of "un-humans" in the area that the stench just hits me like a cannonball. I will have to trust my wolf eyes tonight. Then a bullet flies past me, barely knicking my ear. I've been spotted by some kind of hunter. I leap from building to building until I reach an alley. I slide down & wait for my attacker to come this way. But little do I know that I am not alone...
YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!
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Registered: January 15, 2006
Posts: 6153
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Name: Crystal Night Sex: Female Age: 21 Hair: Long (Goes down to butt), dark brown, straight Height: 5' Weight: 110 lb. Skin: Very tan, smooth Body: Short, thin, in shape, great abs Clothes: Tight, light blue jeans, pink tank top, pink and white gym shoes, What she is: A sorceress Favorite saying: She has a lot of favorite sayings History: Crystal was born in a big city, but later moved out to a small town. She has one older brother (five years older than her) and two younger brothers (2 years younger and 4 years younger) who were born after they moved. After her best friend was killed by a supernatural being, Crystal discovered her powers. She had powers such as telepathy, spell-casting, etc. She travels a lot, battling the evil creatures that have made her life hell.
And I would never feel pain / and never be without pleasure, ever, again / and if the reign stops, and everything's dry, he would cry just so I could drink the tears from his eyes...
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Registered: May 03, 2003
Posts: 8901
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Come on people, you need to have a more extensive imagination than this... Name: Jenos Idanian Sex: Male Age: 21 Description: Jenos stands at 6'1'' and weighs about 200 pounds. He is of an average build, not too strong, but not too soggy around the midsection. He almost always seems to have a couple days worth of stubble on his face, although he shaves quite often. His complexion is fair and slightly tanned from days on end of training outside with his broadsword, Redemption. His eyes are a deep grey and, as he has been told, quite handsome. His hair is dark brown, almost black, thick and ragged, and of shoulder-length. He wears one outfit - long pants of a loose cotton as well as a light-colored shirt of the same material, and a black leather vest. The belt around his waist is of black leather with a silver buckle. He also always wears a long billowing dark forest green cloak with silver clasps with a deep hood and such volume that it wraps around him completely. It is made of wool and reaches down to the ground, just about the toes of his boots, and has many internal pockets where he holds the possessions he will use most often, such as monetary funds and other such smaller items. He wears black leather boots with silver buckles, which are rarely seen anyway because of his cloak. Inside each boot is a contraption of gadgeteering genius consisting of a two and one-half inch spring loaded blade (see weapons). He constantly wears bracers on both his wrists, for aiding in sword combat, also made out of black leather with silver buckles. History: Jenos Idanian was raised in a small home in a small town. When he was young his mother and father fought often, usually over stupid things such as groceries and the like. Jenos thought things would get better soon enough, but things only escalated for the worse. One night, his father left without warning, taking his belongings with him, and leaving him alone with his mother, who soon turned to alcohol to drown the grief of being left without any money except for enough to pay for the house. His mother, in particularly violent fits of drunkenness, would often beat young Jenos until he was deathly afraid of her. And as with most ignorant and naive children, Jenos firmly believed that his father had not left for good, and would come back to save him from his horrendous mother. This poor excuse for a life lasted until Jenos was 18, when he finally mustered enough courage to leave his mother, no matter how much he hated to see her alone. He set off to find his father, still thinking he could find him and reunite his broken household. After one travel he returned to find that his mother had drank herself to death, most likely because he left her, for which he felt much guilt for a long time, leaving him with the house and a little bit of money, enough to use for whatever he chose to use them for. Immediately he sold the house and used the money to get some equipment and training to help him in the search for his father. Jenos is a caring individual, and although he usually keeps to himself and ignores most things while in search of his father, he will almost always stop to help an individual in need. Training: Jenos has been trained heavily in the broadsword and longsword, preferring the broadsword due to the amount of damage it deals. He has also been trained in tai-jutsu, specializing in foot combat - taking advantage of the blades in his boots. After mastering the sword, he proceeded to advance his training into the magical realm. After taking up a sensei, he spent months training in necromancy. Being a secretive and often deadly pool of magic, not much is known about necromancy, and even Jenos' own powers are unknown to him. Only time will tell what this human is capable of. Weapons: Toe-blades - Two 2.5" spring-loaded blades, one in the sole of each boot Redemption - black-bladed elven-steel broadsword I Erresea Mahtar - see Magic Items black leather back-scabbard black leather waist-scabbard medium boot dagger 10 throwing knives - stored in a small wooden box stored in a pocket inside cloak a pair of steel knuckles - both stored in a pocket inside cloak Items/Equipment: flask of water small leather pouch for money straight razor bar of shaving soap bar of body soap hand towel large towel small vial of sleeping potion flask of Furuna (tonic for internal injuries) flask of Peony (tonic for external injuries) all clothes mentioned in description small pack to hold all the items that will not fit within his cloak Magical Items: Moon Moss - A small living organism that, when exposed to even the smallest amount of water, will shine as bright as a lit torch, for just as long, and reusable as long as cared for. Kept in a tightly sealed leather pouch and carried in yet another cloak pocket. I Erresea Mahtar (The Lonely Warrior) - a cursed longsword gained by Jenos during an adventure in the wilderness. The sword increases the strength of the wielder but makes the wielder extremely more vulnerable to elemental attacks. Titles/Positions: Knight of Aslangrad
I like these calm little moments before the storm.
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Registered: October 28, 2005
Posts: 5354
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Name: Scout Sex: female Age: 20 Eyes: Grey Hair: It black and short. It is always messy. Height: 5'1" Weight: 105 Skin: Pale, Body: Short, in shape, thin Clothes: Dark jeans, Jade green long sleeve shit. Heavy black boots What she is: She has the ability of telekinesis and Umbrakinesis Favorite saying: She doesn’t talk much History: Scout was found beaten on the verge of death at the age of 14. Before that she has no memory of her life. She was sent onto the foster care system. This is where she first realized her powers. She also realized she has very little control over them so fearing the safety of others she ran away. She took with her, her only worldly possessions, a bag of clothes and her cat. Together they wandered from city to city, never staying for long. The only way she has leared she can keep her powers in check is to control her emotions
draft beer not soldiers...
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Registered: February 22, 2004
Posts: 13974
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Name: Gaius Longevus "The Eternal Warrior" Also Called: Scott for unknown reasons Age: depends on whose counting Eyes: Ice Blue or Storm loud Gray depending on mood Hair: No one's seen it Height: 5'9" Weight: 200 Skin: Scared, Tan, Ethnicity is Uknown Body: Muscular Clothes: Various Armor pieces covered by a cloak, he never removes his hood Weapons: Carries a Long Sword, a pair of short swords and a long bow with quiver at all times, other armament vary frequently Quote: I fight till the end times History: One of the soldiers who crucified christ, Gaius was the one who speared Jesus in the side full filling the blood and water portion of the prophecy of Jesus. As a result of this action he is cursed to wander the earth until the return of Christ. Nothing can harm him and nothing can kill him except his own spear which he has hidden in a place known only to him. To work to redeem himself he now travels the world fighting for just causes and is known as "The Angel of Battle" and is thought to be a good omen if shows up in an army's ranks
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done"."
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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Yeah it does. Ok, so not really, but the point of games like this creativity. So get creative people!
YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!
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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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Well that narrows it down.
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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I am hoping for a big turn-out. Do note: The sky's the limits when it comes to your character. You can be anything you want, just make sure that they are in some way supernatural/paranormal/occult/religious/spiritual/creepy/crazy.
YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!
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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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Sounds good. I wonder how many people will be weird enough to post.
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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As soon as we get a minimum of 4 players I will post our first scenario. But for now, just get to know eachother.
YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!
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Registered: October 28, 2004
Posts: 1876
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welcome Elizabeth.
YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!
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Registered: May 18, 2006
Posts: 3802
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Name: Elizabeth Turnner Sex: Female Age: 22 Eyes: Brown Hair: Long, black, wavy Height: 5'6 Weight: 125 Body: Medium height, rather thin, but not discustingly so Clothes: brown wool dress What she is: Young sorceress, still discovering her powers Favorite saying: undecided Lives: Currently travelling History: Elizabeth was born in a small farming village. She grew up there. About 1 year ago she started to discover her magical powers. Small things mostly. She could make things move with her mind, form spheres of light, etc. One day about a week ago, in the town square her powers went out of controll. She accidently formed a huge forcefeild that threw everyone back. Her secret was out. The people of her town feared magic and chased her out. Now she has been traveling through the woods, trying to find the legendary city of magic.
It must be lovely to wake up in the morning and understand everything.
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