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| 28 Jan 2013 08:56 PM |
In a long-gone time, a gathering of heroes attempted to defeat an all-consuming evil. Short to say, they were unprepared for what they came up against. Battleships the size of planets and men who were trained under the harshest regimes finished everyone off, save for a lucky two or three who escaped somehow.
Fast forward 200 years into the future. The heroes are long since dead or turned themselves cyborg in a last-ditch effort to cheat death. This evil, the Shadow Lord, has exterminated all other races in the galaxy. Only the Kirbies remain, being used as menial slave labor or cannon fodder. Any talk of rebellion was silenced when the spies went underground and exterminated all involved with the would-be uprising.
Now a war has begun, a pointless land-grab turned into a dark time in the universe. It appears as though the Shadow Lord has run himself into tough times attempting to conquer a very technologically advanced race. They are strong. The Kirbies are legion. These creatures, Halcandrians, have far superior technology, and despite winning several battles, the Shadow Lord is losing the fight.
It is time. You stand, at the doors to a recruitment center. You had no choice in arriving here. You were forced to, by the draft, enter this war. You face many choices, chief among them being this.
Fight like a loyal sheep... ...Or fight back?
(Note. CS will be introduced next post.) |
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| 28 Jan 2013 08:59 PM |
| ((Posting now since I'm likely to go to bed before I can make a CS. In.)) |
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| 29 Jan 2013 06:12 PM |
-CS-
Name:
RpAge:
Allegiance:
Personality:
Foot Color:
Cheek Color:
Body Color:
Stub Color:
Bio:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
To provide an example...
Name: Sintag
RpAge: 17 (Aging is slowed due to mechanical implants)
Allegiance: Neutral (Despises both side of the conflict and wishes to be left alone)
Personality: A loner. Tends to keep to himself. If forcibly involved, will fight, albeit grudgingly.
Foot Color: Grey
Cheek Color: Grey
Body Color: Grey
Stub Color: Grey, with black splotches from oil.
Bio: One of the heroes lucky enough to be alive, Sintag placed implants into himself, turning himself into a cyborg and dramatically slowing aging. He does not wish to entangle himself into the conflict, but has perfected several modular weaponry, upon which the Shadow Lord's armies wield their weaponry.
Strengths: Implants give him insane strength and speed, and can take a beating. He is also a master of Area-Of-Effect attacks and can deal widespread chips into an opponents' armies.
Weaknesses: Without the implants, he's as tough as your average Kirby. His defensive and offensive capabilities are severely lowered due to EMPs and otherwise having the cyborg implants destabilized.
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| 29 Jan 2013 06:39 PM |
((Me using a character that ISN'T Ohce? WHAAAAAAAAAAA-))
Name: Vyvi RpAge: 18(Would we have teens or???) Allegiance: Neutral(not Sintag's neutral, persay, but a slightly different one) Personality: She's pretty focused on whatever it is she's doing. She also like shooting stuff. Foot Color: A bit of a mix between White and Black. Cheek Color: A dark red, nearly black Body Color: A bit darker than a Cherry Stub Color: Still Red. Albeit a kind of bright red. Bio: Vyvi(pronounced Vai-Vee) is one of the surviving hero-ish figures. Being a mechanic, she has built a few things, like some kind of flying copter big enough to only hold 2 Kirbies and then some. She doesn't like the conflict and wants it to end soon, even being the fighter she is. Strengths: She's a mechanic and she builds stuff. FLYING stuff. Flying stuff with a few weapons like a small laser or a poison dart gun. And can be controlled without thumbs. (Or any finger for that matter. How does Kirby biology even work?!) Weaknesses: Without a copter or something like, she's basically a sort-of-weak Jack of All Stats for you TVTropers. |
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| 29 Jan 2013 08:12 PM |
(Nice work, amigo. *Insert some stock characters here*)
-You look at the doors. Glassy, and gliding open nicely. The black Kirby at the desk looks up beyond his glasses. "Ah, a new recruit. Here's a form. Fill it out and bring it back in, we'll determine your role."
-30 MINUTES LATER-
You walk back into the office and hand the Kirby the form. "Ah, excellent. Hmm. History of constructing various mechanical devices...Good shooting skills...I would normally reccomend you to Sniper. But we're having ourselves a shortage of engineers. Either dying quick or becoming POWs. So, we'll assign you there. See how you fare. Now get on the line. We'll give you the armor and weapons you'll need."
-MEANWHILE- Sintag can be seen, slowly pacing the hall. The first thing is his mechanical eye. Connected to his brain, this eye unnervingly never blinks unless changing modes. Ocular Mode allows for zooming in, Radio Mode tracks frequencies, Heat Mode tracks heat, and Detective Mode (OHYUS, Arkham City!) allows him to instantly identify visible threats, among a myriad of other things. It's obvious from the wounds on his skin he's seen some fights of his own. |
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| 29 Jan 2013 08:20 PM |
((AAAAAAAAAA- *slapped with a rubber chicken* Radical.))
Vyvi did some kind of nod...thing, to the black Kirby and went off wherever she should go.((A/N: Because I don't know.)) Being supplied with weapons and armor, huh? That should be a good thing, maybe? Vyvi doesn't exactly understand the full purpose of why she's doing what she is, but whatever. |
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| 29 Jan 2013 08:23 PM |
ew
you took this id
role playing forum took this id
ew
wow you idiots
this forum sucks
no point in it |
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| 29 Jan 2013 08:30 PM |
| -You join a crowd of other Kirbies. As you quietly look back at the center, you feel a slight rumble. Slowly, the crowd heads forward, into a massive-looking starship. You take time to remember why you joined. You were drafted into the war for your excellent brain in construction. You had a knack for vehicle-making. Your teachers were sad to see you had been drafted, but were nonetheless happy. You wonder if you'll ever see them again. The door rumbles, closing itself behind you, leaving you with little room with at least what had to be 1,000 others. Great.- |
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| 29 Jan 2013 08:42 PM |
-Sintag again paces down the halls. A Halcandrian, wielding a small energy dagger, sneaks up riiiiight behind him. The eye's blind spot alert flashes, and as Sintag turns around, his mechanical arm becomes clearly visible. It seems as though he's done some work on himself. Delivering a VERY fast punch, the assassin is fired across the room, crashing into several objects before settling at the other wall. Sintag then grabs the body and flings him a long ways off, taking the dagger for his own purposes.-
-MEANWHILE-
The ship flies efficiently throughout the vast blank that is space. You find your armor and weapons. A modular weapon is seen. It's a grey bracer with what appears to be a wrench handle attached onto it. It's lightweight and moves easily, cutting the air like butter. The energy wrench moved a lot better than any wrench you have acquired thus far, so you slide it into your right hand. The armor is jet-black with a visor across it's helmet. It's obvious this was an outside build, made by someone who clearly knew their stuff. Only question is, who? |
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| 29 Jan 2013 08:52 PM |
| Vyvi sighed, since she didn't really like the crowded space. But hey, she really liked the wrench and the armor. She figured she might as well think of what exactly should be built for her own purposes, war-involved or not. She had pretty much nothing else to do, anyways. |
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Tobi6355
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| 29 Jan 2013 09:34 PM |
| (This is why I like this Forum, they know how to ignore trolls.) |
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| 30 Jan 2013 06:43 AM |
-Waiting for input- -BOOTING UP- -ENTER LOGIN INFORMATION- -LOGGING ON...- -WELCOME BACK, AGENT 37828!- -The mysterious Agent 37828 taps out a new memo. He quietly makes sure his dissent for the war is known through subtle imagery and words. It's clear he doesn't want to be anywhere near here.- |
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| 30 Jan 2013 04:57 PM |
(Agent 37828: LOADING...
Agent 37828 Real Name: Derick Status: Alive Weaponry: N/A Strengths: Excellent reporting skills and wordplay Weaknesses: No combat experience Allegiance: Dislikes the war, only signed on to further his career in journalism.
Agent 37828 has never seen combat before and more than likely never will. A chronicler by the name of Derick on his home planet, he only signed on to further a prodigious career in journalism and never actually fights. A peaceful fellow, Derick is usually found at the sidelines, reporting cautiously. He does, however, on occasion, give subliminal urges to revolt. |
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| 30 Jan 2013 05:15 PM |
| ((To Agent 37828: You have been accepted into KRPG II. Congratulations.)) |
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| 30 Jan 2013 05:43 PM |
| Vyvi kept waiting for something interesting to happen, like getting more space or being able to start building something. |
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| 30 Jan 2013 07:02 PM |
| -An electronic voice comes up. It seems to be a signal, transmitting into your visor. "Hello there. We'd like you to go to the third floor, then make a left. You'll be tested there."- |
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| 30 Jan 2013 07:06 PM |
| Vyvi started heading up to the third floor via whatever the transportation was(A/N: elevator? stairs? VERTICAL SHAFT OF EMPTINESS?!) and turned to the left, looking for the room she needed to go to. |
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| 30 Jan 2013 07:21 PM |
(Stairs.)
After you ascend and look around, a voice pops back up. "All right, third door on the right." |
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| 30 Jan 2013 07:24 PM |
| Vyvi started counting the doors. Let's see, one... two... three. She opened the door and walked inside of it. |
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| 30 Jan 2013 08:36 PM |
Name:Megaton
RpAge:17
Allegiance:Good..i guess?
Personality:Nice,Heroic,kind of hopeful,annoying,rarely insane,kindof.
Foot Color:White
Cheek Color:Unseen,he has a shield shaped mask.
Body Color:Grey
Stub Color:Grey
Bio:At first,he was pretty normal.There was'nt much about him until he was captured by some odd..other..kirby..person.Now having escaped,he walks around searching to help someone with his abilties and a few new ones he earned from the person who once captured him.
Strengths:None
Weaknesses:Well...saving people.Basically because he can be easily be tricked into just saving a fake kirby and getting trapped in something,etc
Name:
RpAge:17
Allegiance:Good
Personality:Heroic,nice,usually follows Megaton.
Foot Color:White
Cheek Color:White
Body Color:Grey
Stub Color:Grey
Bio:Same as Megaton,but instead of all the searching stuff,he just follows him. Also,he has two swords.Combined with Megaton,he can spin around Megaton and can be thrown by him,cutting his enemies.Or anything that he needs to be cut. Strengths:Megaton
Weaknesses:Not being next to megaton....seriously. |
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faultydex
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| 30 Jan 2013 08:56 PM |
| (Accepted. I already can't wait to lay some diabolical traps. >:D) |
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| 30 Jan 2013 08:57 PM |
| ((...Traps, you say? Interesting... o3o)) |
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faultydex
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| 31 Jan 2013 05:13 PM |
Megaton
I wake up on the ground."Slash?"
Slash
"I obey your every command."
Megaton
"Yeeahhhh.Do you think there's a reason why someone is chasing us?"
Slash
"I dont know.We are doing everything we can,maybe he wants to help us?"
Megaton
"I don't know,he was the one that did stuff to us.You know anyone who knows him?"
Slash
"No.."
Megaton
"Oh.." |
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| 01 Feb 2013 11:18 PM |
Megaton
I walk away,Slash following."C'mon! We won't get anywhere if we just stay in the same spot! Let's go!"
~I don't know wether to puke,or have a s.eziure.-Strongbad~ |
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