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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Dec 4, 2006 23:59:37 GMT -5
If any of you have ever been to RPD (which I doubt you have) You'll probably remeber something like this. This time, though it's kinda different.
Rules:
Only up too 3 characters per person
Species are humans only
You can have characters from either the Middle Ages or The Future
Remeber, this isn't the kind of RP like Ian and Avery do. You'll see what I mean once we start.
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Post by Avery on Dec 7, 2006 0:01:28 GMT -5
Ummmm... Whaddaya mean? Our Rps are cool... except you think mine are horrible... So I gues Ians are cool....
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Post by ʐë҉rs on Dec 12, 2006 1:25:09 GMT -5
K Im ready I am a Human from the Dark Ages!
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Jan 3, 2007 19:09:07 GMT -5
(Note: My first post as a character is always in First-Person. This is simply because it gives me more time to think of a name.)
"When are any of these weapons going to be sold?" I wondered aloud as I sharpened the second blade in a set of dual blades. I had been working as a blacksmith for two years. I use to be a knight, until I was defeated in battle. The king told me that I no longer had what it took to be a kinght. He stripped me of my armor and weapons, then kicked me out of the castle. I was dissappointed in myself for several months, until I realized that I could still help the army. I took lessons for 3 months in blacksmithing, and now, here I am. If only...
As I pondered over this, someone walked in. "Oh, hello-" I began to say as I looked up at him. But, he didn't look like anything I had ever seen before.
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I never expected to be here. Not even in my wildest dreams. Sure, I loved the middle ages, unlike the rest of the world, but I never expected to be here. I was a tester at a large producer of new inventions. Most people find that as a stupid description of the place, but you try to think of a better name. Anyway, they had finally created a time machine. Their main goal for it was too be used to head back to the time I was now in, and prove it's suppiriority(sp?) over the past. They sent me through, and I ended up in a small town in a place I had never before seen. I looked odd here, in my silver plated armor and the glass bowl over my head, bu the others told me I'd never make it through without it on. "Well," I decided as I head to the nearest building with an open door, "might as well find out if I really am where I think I am.
(Note: --- means that I'm switching to a different character)
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Post by Prometheus on Jan 17, 2007 19:55:07 GMT -5
(I'll be the nit-picking neat freak from the future)
I stepped back to admire my work. Finally, after 3 hard days of scrubbing with formula 4.3.1994 I had scrubbed every bit of tarnish and dust off my prized possession, the T-T M1337 Time Modulator Capsule! I walked over to place it in my vacuum lock, to help it stay untarnished. As I stepped away and slipped off my TitanWove gloves, I noticed a person who looked inconspicuously like a robot. No wonder I hadn't noticed him before. He was wearing large sheets of steel wrapped to fit his arms and legs. Then I recognized him from my history Braintrain class. It was a knight from the medieval ages, over a millenium ago! He pointed a nasty looking pole arm at me, and I raced thoughts in my head. Should I kill him? Or should I effectively neutralize him using my bolt pistol so I could take him to NecroTech labs to have him be studied? I decided on the latter. I pulled out my bolt pistol. By now he was charging at me. I set it to N/T (Neutralize/Tractor Beam). His pole arm was mere inches from me. I acted quickly. I pulled the trigger and closed my eyes. Phew. No blood. He was trapped in a blue bubble of pure static energy. I hooked up a tractor cable and started to bring him to NecroTech...
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Jan 17, 2007 20:28:16 GMT -5
"You... you don't look like you're from around here," said Arthain. "Uh... You could say that..." muttered Robert.
"Say, you wouldn't happen to need any weapons, would you?"
"I wouldn't nessiscarily (sp?) think so. But, I guess it couldn't hurt."
"Great! Step right on in..."
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Post by Avery on Jan 29, 2007 18:45:10 GMT -5
"Wheww! That smells bad!" not for the first time. I was still shoveling horse dung. Same old same old. But on the bright side, these were fresh! A few minutes ago, walking to the stables, I had seen a guy wearing some silver clothes, with a glass helmet on his head. Maybe he was a knight. I've never seen a knight.... He was walking towards the blacksmith, so probably.
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The Arkenotron 2889 had seemed to be working fine. But I actually felt like I was on the roof! Video games aren't supposed to do that! Suddenly a pile of greenish feces came flying at me. And it smelled bad! There was defenitely something wrong with it. Maybe... Maybe I was actually in the past! I had been trying to make a time machine, but all it had done was made a first person shooter. Boring. But still, maybe kicking it wasn't a good idea....
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Post by ʐë҉rs on Feb 25, 2007 0:57:06 GMT -5
"Um... Mr. Merlin, I haven't really gotten all the components to the sleeping potion yet," I told Merlin as I talked into the crystal ball.
"WHAT?!" He barked back at me.
"Well, um, sir. The darn pirate captain Drake hasn't come back wih the slept roots."
"He won't be captain when I'm throug with him, I could here him mutter under his breath. "If he doesen't return with the slept roots in time proceed with plan B."
"But sir I don't think I'll need to kill hi-"
"DO AS I SAY!!!"
"...yes sir. Can't we steal one of Arthain's legendary wepons without killing him? I mean when I was a kid he was my best fri-"
"Have you ever been hit by mage lighting?"
"...what sir?"
" I said have you ever been hit by mage lighting?"
"...no sir."
"Well lit me tell you, everyone I've used it on screames in dying misery as they turn to dust. So will you kill Arthain? Or will I have to take care of you first?"
"I will kill Arthan..."
"VERY GOOD. Kill him if the pirate doesn't return. Then take his best weapons."
"Yes sir..."
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The pirate never returned...
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Post by Avery on Feb 18, 2008 22:34:41 GMT -5
As I walked along, another one of my characters attacked me. His name was George, and I still hadn't developed his plot line, so he was very angry. And let me tell you how hard it is to fight yourself from a time period not yet divulged! It's very difficult, and since I was from the Medieval era, no one had made a mind-reader that would let me read my own mind. I was in quite a fix.
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Suddenly, my time-machine made a noise. I found myself floating above two of my selves attacking each other. One was from the Medieval era, and I couldn't place the other, because his plot line had not yet been developed. It was hard to tell who to root for. And it seemed that no one could see me. Just like in the generic travels-back-to-the-past-or-whatever-and-can't-be-seen stories like A Christmas Carol.
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