jcarsonw2
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| 22 Jul 2012 08:51 PM |
(I accidently posted in this in OT. Please don't kill me if you recognise this from there.)
The year is 2030, a series of memories flash through your hypocathemus.
Several years ago, when you were much younger, the Chinese space research faucility found organisms on a nearby planet in a neighboring galaxy, Andromeda. The planet was later named "Terranigma".
The entire world quickly raced to construct space vessel capable of investagating this new discovery. It would be no other than the Dutch that quickly produced the vessel. However, over a million died testing the space crafts, and it was tallied as one of the worst disasters in history.
The aliens were to everybodies surprise, extremely peaceful, a diplomatic treaty was quickly made in place, and technologies were exchanged. The Aliens are bipedal and their species are called "Kikli" They are far more advanced than Humans. They informed us they have known us for several years and most officals already know the basic languages. Arabic, English, Dutch, German, French, Spanish, Portugeese, Russian, Chinese, Japanese, and Hebrew. The Kikli exchanged their own national language, Kiklian with us. Their planet, Terranigma, a planet undiscovered until now, is the average size of Euro-Asia. This leads to reason why they are much stronger and faster than the average human.
The Kiklians have neon green bodies, regular eyes, with normal colors (Hazel, brown, blue, green) but slightly bigger and they contain regular human qualities,meaning it could be any color and with the same eye lids. They have dark green dots at the top of their heads, their heads are clear but barley. They are usually 5'7 and very selnder bodys they have 4 fingers per arm and 4 toes per foot. They dont wear clothes but they have some light titanium armor like clothes with steel pants, for them being very light. They wear shoes (Usually) made out of steel. Fast forward five more years, 2025. Signs of discomfort wave through the Kiklian society, it is not much longer until a full out rebellion is at hand. The Kiklians normally being passive (The rebels do not respect this sacred law, however.) They surrendurred. The Kiklian rebels (Now the politicians) Are now mass producing partical/beam weapons, using sacred crystals from their planet's ground.
Recent memories flood your mind. The Kiklian politicians launched an attack on earth, the entire time the Kiklian politicians have lied to the Human society for the last five years. The new rebels (Rebels of the rebellion) Have been executed, only the ones loyal to the new society are alive, they have rapidly bred their race to the point it is completely populated again.
Memories of right now are released. You are in an underground human refuge, the Kiklian threat is at large and the base is constant in control of whats released.
-- [ Rules ] --
1- NO Mary Sues/Gary Stues. No being super pretty. Super strong. Super fast. or super funny or being super nice.
Point is... Have a character with flaws. No one is perfect, and a character that is tends to be rather boring.
2- No Godmodding. If you get shot, lazer beamed, stabbed, or attacked in anyway, you don't get off freely without injury. Also, your attacks cannot be awesomely powerful.
Example- I was quickly stabbed, however, I quickly recovered and pulled some crappy oneliner I found in a Ridley-Scott movie. The Alien's head exploded into pieces everywhere, which provides a meal for all of my good friends.
3- Limit the romance. I doubt your characters have time to even think about the person next to them. Minor traces are allowed, but nothing serious.
4- Stay with the story, as like, when your next to an alien fight, don't be in vegas playing poker.
5- What I say goes and so does what the admins say. So don't go saying, "That's not in the rules!"
6- This isn't Halo.
7- This isn't Crysis.
8- Don't add anything at the bottom of your CS, I trust you have read the entire plot.
9- This isn't a video game.
10- CS' have to make sense. No skims, you have to fill it out fully. Like, you need descriptive appearances, along with the rest.
11- We trust you guys have grammar, and also put ( ) or [] to talk out of Rp.
12- You don't have a gun. You aren't educated in the art of fire arms.
13- You can't forage Kiklian weapons. You don't know two things about their fire arms.
14- If you were a soldier, you are dead. You're not a soldier.
15- You can't be an admin. Admins know who they are.
Misc. (Additional Kiklian/Roleplay information)
-The Kiklians are normally peaceful, the rebels have shattered this rule.
-The Kiklians are highly intelligent, faster, stronger, and pysically better than humans, they also have better weapons. Their weakness is in their numbers, they have significantly less numbers than humans.
-More than half of the Human populace is now dead. The only thing the Kiklians are doing now is "Cleaning up" the rest of them.
Entry:
You wake up in a bedroom, "What have I gotten myself into..." You mutter to yourself. Bringing your hand to your head in discomfort, your bleary eyes clearing. The walls of your prison are gray with concrete, the bed hard with age and chinsey. The air is bleak with unhopeful silence. Looking around carefully, you spot a cloaked figure in a white robe standing before you. He looks at you through the depths of his cloak. "You have awakened," he says hoarsely. "I will have to ask you some questions, for your own good" he adds in a stern tone. Your life is potentially in danger, and so you reluctantly agree to his request.
"What is your name?" He inquires.
[NAME]
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
[APPEARANACE AND GENDER]
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
[A.GE]
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
[BIO]
"Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
[OTHER]
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jcarsonw2
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Nullise
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| 22 Jul 2012 09:35 PM |
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Blake Smith
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
[APPEARANACE AND GENDER (App):Slightly long blonde hair (I'm not Fabio.) A few freckles, dark green eyes, 5'11, 159 lbs. (Prison outfit I guess?)
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
[A.GE] 27
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
[BIO] I used to be a cook at a restaraunt, and I mowed lawns since I was 14 alot during the Summer. I grew up in a small town, about 900 people. My Dad was an owner of a feed store, my Mom was a Nurse at a clinic in the town. "Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
[OTHER] N/A |
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jcarsonw2
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| 22 Jul 2012 09:39 PM |
| (Pretty good. I would like it if you re-did your appearance though, this isn't a prison, its just an extremely strict refuge) |
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mbm10
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| 22 Jul 2012 09:49 PM |
[I like it how the character sheet reminds me of Skyrim/Fallout.]
"What is your name?" He inquires.
[NAME] Matt Harley
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
[APPEARANACE AND GENDER] Matt's attire is a generic refugee suit. Hazel eyes, bushy brown hair that seems to be in need of a haircut. A light tan skin tone with an average build of 5'8" in height and about 140lbs in weight.
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
[A.GE] 25.
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
[BIO] Average life I guess. Grew up with mom and dad, lived simple really. Used to work at a library of all places, studying for my degree in engineering. Until everything went down and now I'm here. Afraid of dying if you ask me. Afraid of rats too.
"Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
[OTHER] Not really.
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GaryStu
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| 22 Jul 2012 09:52 PM |
"What is your name?" He inquires.
"Walter Garbo."
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
"What are you looking at?" Garbo eyes the old man skeptically through the shadows.
"What you look like."
"I have short black hair that shows the forehead... I'm white... thick eyebrows, and oval facial features."
"Overbite or Underbite?"
"Overbite-- why do you have to know this?"
"It's a standard procedure son. Height?"
"Five foot ten."
"Build?"
"I don't know!"
"Clothing?
"A dirty duster, a dress shirt, and some dark trousers; God, that's enough!"
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
"Twenty-six."
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
"Well, I used to be a peat digger for camp-fires and heating on the surface. Once the Kik's fully took over the surface, I ran off and came down here. Looted a few places to survive. My parents disappeared when I was ten on a fishing boat lost at sea."
"Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
"Does it look like I like being questioned?" |
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Nullise
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| 22 Jul 2012 09:53 PM |
| ( Updatee: Old Blue T-shirt that says Bite Me! From Joe's Crab Shack [Good place.] Black Denim Jeans.) |
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Nullise
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jcarsonw2
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| 22 Jul 2012 10:05 PM |
(All accepted. I know what your status is, Mark. But I am letting it slide and accepting you.)
What is your name?" He inquires.
[NAME] "Kevin Brenson" I muttered, this happened too often. I hated every second of it.
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
[APPEARANACE AND GENDER] "I wear a blue T-shirt that is a bit small, I am a medium build and I am male. I am about 5 feet and seven inches and I have blue eyes. I wear old, worn out jeans and I don't have any visible muscle. I have been hungry far too long for that."
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
[A.GE] "I am twenty five years of age"
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
[BIO]"I grew up peacefully. I had never thought anything like this would happen, I thought life wouldn't change so much with... Them. Being around, apparently they didn't have the intentions we thought they did."
"Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
[OTHER] "Not much else." |
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podraptor
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jcarsonw2
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podraptor
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jcarsonw2
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| 22 Jul 2012 10:47 PM |
| (Morning, I want everybody from the collab to reconise this thread, especially Marvelz) |
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Marvelz
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| 23 Jul 2012 09:11 AM |
"What is your name?" He inquires.
"John, John Francis." I say quietly.
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
John is wearing a green shirt, with striped black and gray shorts. He is about 5"9, maybe 189 lbs., dark brown wavy hair, takes up most of his head, and green eyes. He has a green bracelet, and also a red one.
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
"I... I am almost 25." I mutter.
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
"I grew up in a wealthy family, on the edge of town. I worked as a cashier at Sobeys, and a double job at the Pet-Mart. I lost my mother at the a.ge of 5, but my father and sisters stayed alive. Now I am not sure about them. I also have a dog named Sasha." I say.
"Anything else I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
"Nothing notible." I say.
[I'm here. lol.] |
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| 23 Jul 2012 09:29 AM |
"What is your name?" He inquires.
"Tina Juvane," she says.
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
Tina is currently wearing a blue long sleeve shirt, and regular pants. She is about 5' 7" tall. On her head she has black hair, which goes down to her shoulders.
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
"26."
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
"I had a family with a mom and a dad although I'm not sure where they went. I was a college student, and lived in a small town with about just a thousand people."
"Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
"No." |
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jcarsonw2
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| 23 Jul 2012 11:50 AM |
| (All accepted. You can either wait or choose to start. Everytime I start a roleplay it has a tendancy to die, though.) |
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GIGI777
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| 23 Jul 2012 06:42 PM |
| (Oh guys so sorry I'm late DX let the party begin o3o) |
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GIGI777
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| 23 Jul 2012 06:59 PM |
"What is your name?" He inquires.
"Taylor...."
"Hmm I see," He says distantly.
He studies your features through the shadows.
She was a girl from the view of it, she had rosy cheeks with sleek, straight, brown hair and it was long enough to her waist. She had a slim body and was wearing black jean shorts with two pockets on the front and back. She had black leather boots reaching her below knees,(Improvising shirt) She had a silky short sleeve shirt in the shade of grey, with a pocket in the bottom corner. She had green eyes with a light shade of lime in the corner of each eye.
"Okay-- ag.e?" He continues, stiff from sitting down on the floor.
"I'm 19"
"Any notable events in your life?" His voice quavers. "Any former occupations, jobs... lost loved ones?"
"My father taught me how to use his gun long ago but he is now dead, and so is my mom." I said bitterly, as if I cared about them, they treated me like trash. "I haven't had a job yet, but I did apply for life guard. I have a so called sister, they say shes my twin and I did try to search for her but I always ended up with nothing, so I just gave up thinking it was just another lie from my parents."
"Anything I missed?" He looks up from his clipboard.
"I am a person who would kick anybody were the sun don't shine if I have to."(XD) I said reffering a little to my dad.
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Marvelz
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| 23 Jul 2012 09:02 PM |
[Bump.....
I will be on tommorrow.] |
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| 23 Jul 2012 09:03 PM |
| ((It's better than OT people posting here. -shrug-)) |
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| 23 Jul 2012 10:33 PM |
| (I'm waiting for the time to start this RP...) |
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jcarsonw2
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| 23 Jul 2012 10:33 PM |
| (Then start RPing, I am not going to start) |
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GIGI777
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| 24 Jul 2012 10:09 AM |
(Fine >;o)
As they release me I skid across the floor. I let 'Oofs' escape my mouth. My knees were scuffed with dirt. I muttered curses. "Yeah, my life is at 'risk'." I said annoyed. |
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jcarsonw2
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| 24 Jul 2012 11:29 AM |
(I don't understand this either...
THIS ISN'T A PRISON, THEY ARE NOT CRUEL.
THIS ISN'T A TEST FAUCILITY, THEY ARE NOT CRUEL.
THIS IS A REFUGE.) |
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| 24 Jul 2012 02:45 PM |
| As the man left, I took a moment to stretch my arms out as I stood up; releasing myself from the hard and uncomfortable bed. I have to get ready for today, so I took a small moment to smooth out my bed-head. |
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