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| 10 Aug 2011 12:09 PM |
Iam currently at my typewriter right now typing up my new book, I was about to finish the last page until I heard a loud noise outside, I rushed out of my house and went out to investigate... I noticed that it was a merhcant ship that had crashed into my yard, I went back inside my house and lit a lamp, I grabbed my lamp and went back to the crash-site. This is where you continue the story...
Rules: No uber-modding Crucial language is not accepted No ending the stroy You can have a companion with you like a bird, a dog, etc... But no large creatures
Character Sheet: Name: @ge: Bio: Details: Companion (Optional): Tools/Weapons: Ability (Optional):
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| 10 Aug 2011 12:13 PM |
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Character Sheet: Name: Jack Trent @ge: 17 Bio: Abandoned in a dark alley with no place to go until he found a ship, then he became a captain and is now known as "Peace Captain". Details: Brown hair, black coat, sand-colored shoes and blue jeans Companion (Optional): Bull Dog Tools/Weapons: Wrench, goggles, cutlass and a magnum Ability (Optional): Amazing planner |
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| 10 Aug 2011 01:38 PM |
Character Sheet: Name:James Aviator @ge:16 Bio:After thugs killed his parents he ran away to the streets looking for anything that can help him survive Details:Dark brown hair, a sweatshirt, jeans, and Black boots. Companion (Optional): Tools/Weapons:A cutless (Family heirloom) Ability (Optional):Great Stanima. |
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| 10 Aug 2011 01:40 PM |
| (I don't really know this timezone plot... But i'll try to go with it.) |
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| 10 Aug 2011 06:03 PM |
| (Hmmm, I rather think of it as America in the late 1800s. But, overall, it's an alternate vision of Earth.) |
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| 10 Aug 2011 06:09 PM |
I walk into the ruined ship and see a steam-engine hanging from some cords and wires, I grab a metal pole from the ground and start poking at the engine, the engine leaks steam from a hole, I then notice that there's a man whos legs are buried under rubble and debris, I walk over and realize he's alive! He coughs and asks, "Where am I, who am I?" Hmmm, the pressure of the crash must've damaged his memory, I respond, "You're in *Reldion, but I don't know who you are."...
*Reldion: A port town where steam-ships go. |
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| 10 Aug 2011 06:29 PM |
(This looks quite interesting. I'll join :3) Name: Quinn Tridis @ge: 16 Bio: Quinn was abandoned by her parents the day she was born, as they wanted a boy and not a girl. She was left with a note, that said "Quinn Tridis, March 5th," and the end was torn off. She lives on the streets, getting jobs where she can, mostly blacksmithing. Details: Pixie-cut hair, often mistaken for a boy, startlingly pale green eyes, pale skin normally covered in dirt and soot, bronze goggles and wears a longsleeve cotton shirt and pants. Companion (Optional): Nolat(noh-latt), Talon backwards, a peregrine falcon Tools/Weapons: Most commonly seen with a hammer in hand and a trident strapped to her back, though carries throwing knives Ability (Optional): Can create near-perfect weapons and amazing repairs.
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| 10 Aug 2011 11:27 PM |
| As I walk down the streets i see a Crashed ship on the side of a citizen's yard. I walk toward it to investigate. As i get closer i see two people, 1 buried who looked beaten up and one who was helping him. |
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| 11 Aug 2011 06:44 AM |
| I see the manm who saw the crash-site, I wave him over and say, "Can you please help me? This man is hurt."... |
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| 11 Aug 2011 09:13 AM |
Quinn I wander along the streets nearby, feeding Nolat some dead mice I found. Turning onto another street, I see the crash site and hurry over, but stop and duck behind a building to watch, unsure if they saw me. |
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| 11 Aug 2011 10:36 AM |
| I help the injured man up, I then walk him over to the nearest hospital. I open the cherry wood door and walk over to the center of the hospital. A man in a gray coat with a blue band on his shoulder asks, "Oi, what's the problem?" "I found this man in a crashed merchant ship." I explain, "He has amnesia and needs medical attention.". "Well, then follow me." The man leads me to a wooden room, "He can stay here until he gets better." Until then, "You are free to visit him whenever you please." "Thanks." I say... |
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| 11 Aug 2011 10:40 AM |
| I walk out of the hospital to see a woman hiding behind a building, "Hello?" I say, "Is anyone there?" A steam-powered car then drives in front of me, almsot hitting me! "Hey," I yell at the driver, "Watch where you're going!" The driver just laughs, I assumed he was a careless driver and walked home... |
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| 11 Aug 2011 11:23 AM |
| (Note, there are chapters in this RP so you can feel free to join when a new chapter starts.) |
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| 11 Aug 2011 12:34 PM |
| I watched the man go, then rushed to the blacksmith's shop I was working at. Nolat screeched out the arrival of us, and I picked up my tongs and stuck a piece of metal in the fire, using the bellows to get it at the right temperature. |
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| 11 Aug 2011 12:52 PM |
I got back on my typewriter, then I realized I was thirsty, I made some *Blackrock Mix and got back to work. I managed to finish my story before 10:14 PM, I decided to go out on a night stroll to get more inspiration on the next page of my book, I decided to walk to the library. A librarian greeted me at the door and said, "Hello, Sylvester, off on your next book?" I answered "Yes, I'm just looking for inspiration." "Hmmm, I suppose you could read some Non-Fiction?" The librarian suggested. I nodded and walked to the Non-Fiction section, I scanned the books with my finger until it landed on a book titled "The Creatures of the Night" I thought "Hmmm, this doesn't have alot to do with my book but I could read it..." I read on a page about *Zerbeckers. I was abotu to read the page until I noticed a gold locket jammed into the page. I pulled it out and examined it, it had strange lettering that I could not identify, then it started glowing!
*Blackrock Mix: A mix of blackberries, steaming water and coffee. *Zerbeckers: Wolf-like creatures with spikes on their sides they are carnivores and cannbials. |
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| 11 Aug 2011 01:10 PM |
| The ring of my hammer against steel flew through the city as sparks fell to my feet. I finished the set of falcon talons for Nolat, and doused them in water before slipping them on her claws. I left and went to the library, but didn't go in. Instead I curled up behind the building and fell asleep. |
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| 11 Aug 2011 01:13 PM |
I secretly put the locket in my pocket and put the book back, I then rushed out of the library as fast as I could, I then stopped a horse-cab the horse-driver asked "Where to, sir?" "Franklin Street." I answered back. The cab-driver whipped his horses and drove me home. I then went inside my house and pulled out the locket, it was still glowing. I then put my thumb over the glow, it was cold, the glow then filled the entire room! I could hear a guardian-like voice saying "Welcome, Sylvester Rie." "Oh my gosh, how does this thing know my name?" I secretly whispered to myself. "You have found secret property of the *Legends." I look down at the locket. "This thing?" I ask. "Yes, and if it is not returned, you will be held responsible for the destruction of this world for an evil force is looking for the device that you carry and if they manage to get it Reldion will be destroyed..." "I-I'll return it, I say, where can I find you?" The voice answered back "In the skies of Redlion..."
*The Legends: A secret group of warriors who defend Reldion from threats.
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| 11 Aug 2011 01:19 PM |
I put the locket in my drawer then went to sleep. I woke up the next morning, breathed in the fresh air and went outside, it was a fine morning to go to the markets. There were shop-keepers selling food, weapons, steam-engines, clothing and goggles, I walked over to a market-stand that sold food, I asked for an apple and gave the shop-keeper 2 *Aldiuns. I said "Thank you." And went to the library, I noticed a familiar-looking woman resting at the front. "Hello, ma'am." I said...
*Aldiuns: The currency of Reldion.
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| 11 Aug 2011 01:58 PM |
| I jolted awake. "Geh!?" Nolat screeched her dissapproval of the wakening. I sat up and peered at the man. "...Hi..." |
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| 11 Aug 2011 02:45 PM |
"Oh, hello, off to the library, I suppose?" I ask? I throw the apple from my left hand to my right in a medium gesture. I then notice some men wearing grey coats and silver masks. "Give us the locket!" They yell. "What locket? I won nothing of your sort..." "No games, just hand it over." Uh-oh, they must be here for the locket. I see a steam-ship about to leave the docks, I rush at it and grab onto the front. The men pull out short blades and cut off the rope that supports the front. The locket falls out of my pocket and onto the streets, I then realize that I'm falling to my doom, "Gaaah!" I yell...
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| 11 Aug 2011 02:49 PM |
| I land roughly onto a *Ferrisin Carriage, I then ask that the driver pulls the carriage up to the docks, "No, I have better things to do!" He roughly refuses, I then pull out my apple, "I'll give you my apple if you bring me up." I offer. He accepts and brings the carriage up, I throw him the apple and he catches it in his hand... |
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| 11 Aug 2011 05:45 PM |
| I blink, then stood and started walking to the blacksmith's shop. |
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