Report, edit, etc...Posted by Golden-Fist on 2004-09-19 at 21:59:25
Empires
This was made because I'm bored and if you don't take it seriously: "..l.." and you made me waste my time with the pretty colors and sh*t.
Story:
A mass evil has stured up in the land of Lodiac. They are called the Zhands. These are swarms of monsters the size of a Desk. There main attack is Jumping on you and eating you. They have about 72 Teeth all incredblie sharp and Jagged. They have 5 legs. Like a dog only one in the middle for more stability. These creatures are controled by Towers. These towers have a bell that never stops rinning. The sound is so loud only Dogs and Zhands can hear them. This bell tell the creatures to mindlessly kill. It even drives dogs to do so. These swarms have forced the People into caves and moutain sides. There are at least 3 bell towers per 2 miles.
Because of the Zhands many other creatures have joined the land. (Anything that reachs your mind Orcs, Other Deamons things like that) Can you retake the land?
You:
You can take a class of one of these:
Elf (Um....an elf...)
Knight (Although the land is run there are a few battles that result to a small vistory. These fighters are called Knights)
Guardian (Defender of Towns)
Barbian (Forget the town and everyone who needs help your a loner)
Well i hope people like this rp :/
I dont think im forgeting anything. Have fun or you know just be a complete @$$hole and say: "OMFG STFU NOOB LOLZOLZLOZLOLOZ? IM FAT"
This was made because I'm bored and if you don't take it seriously: "..l.." and you made me waste my time with the pretty colors and sh*t.
Story:
A mass evil has stured up in the land of Lodiac. They are called the Zhands. These are swarms of monsters the size of a Desk. There main attack is Jumping on you and eating you. They have about 72 Teeth all incredblie sharp and Jagged. They have 5 legs. Like a dog only one in the middle for more stability. These creatures are controled by Towers. These towers have a bell that never stops rinning. The sound is so loud only Dogs and Zhands can hear them. This bell tell the creatures to mindlessly kill. It even drives dogs to do so. These swarms have forced the People into caves and moutain sides. There are at least 3 bell towers per 2 miles.
Because of the Zhands many other creatures have joined the land. (Anything that reachs your mind Orcs, Other Deamons things like that) Can you retake the land?
You:
You can take a class of one of these:
Elf (Um....an elf...)
Knight (Although the land is run there are a few battles that result to a small vistory. These fighters are called Knights)
Guardian (Defender of Towns)
Barbian (Forget the town and everyone who needs help your a loner)
Well i hope people like this rp :/
I dont think im forgeting anything. Have fun or you know just be a complete @$$hole and say: "OMFG STFU NOOB LOLZOLZLOZLOLOZ? IM FAT"
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Staredit.Net Essence on 2004-09-19 at 22:00:46
OCC: How should i start the rP?
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Golden-Fist on 2004-09-19 at 22:02:37
I knew i forgot something.
You start in a town. You have a house the town is pretty small
Your choice of Moutain side of Cave of Underground town
You start in a town. You have a house the town is pretty small
Your choice of Moutain side of Cave of Underground town
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Staredit.Net Essence on 2004-09-19 at 22:05:51
OOC: I choose town and i wanna be a kid elf named fick! I wanna live in a house alone
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Golden-Fist on 2004-09-19 at 22:17:33
Stop crying becasue your RP (which had no plot) didn't work out well
Class - Knight
Age - 23
Name - Jet Sindow
Weapon - Dual Axes
Jet got out of bed and looked out the window. He saw the town. Queit. Boring. It was always like that. Because of the Zhands that could be right above the town. Everyone had to be quiet. There was no fun. There were no babies crying. They were proably in a deeper area where no one could hear them. Jet put on his pants and walked outside. He softly closed his door and walk over to the Swordshop.
In the shop there was a man queitly writing something. It was proably Prices. Or Fanties.
Yen: Hello Jet
Yen was the owner of the SwordShop. He witnissed his Town destroyed. After that he decided to become a Knight. After losing a leg in battle he did all he could. Not fight with swords, but make them. He knows me because I'm the only one who goes to his swordshop. Although I said he made swords. I never said they were any good. I bought them so he wouldn't lose all hope.
Yen: How's it going
Jet: Well today I got out of bed and walked over here
Jet: It was very exicting
Yen: Heh
Jet: How bout you
Yen: I'm just writing
Jet: Writing about Battles. Or Fantsy Battles.
Yen: Well that depends. In these battles we win and destroy a Bell Tower and we can get some fear off out backs
Jet: Fantasy Battles....
Yen: Unfortunaly
Jet: Well I'm going to go out back and train a little.
Yen: See ya in an hour
Jet left the store and went to his house and picked up his axes. He walked over to the training area
_________________
I can be an rper
Class - Knight
Age - 23
Name - Jet Sindow
Weapon - Dual Axes
Jet got out of bed and looked out the window. He saw the town. Queit. Boring. It was always like that. Because of the Zhands that could be right above the town. Everyone had to be quiet. There was no fun. There were no babies crying. They were proably in a deeper area where no one could hear them. Jet put on his pants and walked outside. He softly closed his door and walk over to the Swordshop.
In the shop there was a man queitly writing something. It was proably Prices. Or Fanties.
Yen: Hello Jet
Yen was the owner of the SwordShop. He witnissed his Town destroyed. After that he decided to become a Knight. After losing a leg in battle he did all he could. Not fight with swords, but make them. He knows me because I'm the only one who goes to his swordshop. Although I said he made swords. I never said they were any good. I bought them so he wouldn't lose all hope.
Yen: How's it going
Jet: Well today I got out of bed and walked over here
Jet: It was very exicting
Yen: Heh
Jet: How bout you
Yen: I'm just writing
Jet: Writing about Battles. Or Fantsy Battles.
Yen: Well that depends. In these battles we win and destroy a Bell Tower and we can get some fear off out backs
Jet: Fantasy Battles....
Yen: Unfortunaly
Jet: Well I'm going to go out back and train a little.
Yen: See ya in an hour
Jet left the store and went to his house and picked up his axes. He walked over to the training area
_________________
I can be an rper
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Staredit.Net Essence on 2004-09-19 at 22:18:50
OOC: Don't piss me off and this is a diffrerent type of RP i hate theses kind....
Report, edit, etc...Posted by SaLaCiouS(U) on 2004-09-19 at 22:25:31
OOC: I made my own class cause yours suck 
Class - Desperado
Age - ???
Name - ???
Weapon - Finely Crafted Revolver
The scene is set in a vast, flat desert. The wind blows, whispering strange thingss to all who hear it. A few tumbleweeds blow by silently. The silence is soon broken as our hero steps into the lands of Lodiac...
By no means an arche-type of good, the Desperado, a bounty hunter, enters the stage. His clothes are a dusty color, and at the right hip of his dungarees, is a finely crafted revolver. He shoulders a purse-like bag carrying his supplies.
The Desperado approaches the nearby town. It is set near the base of a cliff, most likely so that the inhabitants can seek shelter their in times of attack. A broken sign reads "New Valian", presumably the name of the town. The Desperado heads to the local saloon for information and a drink.
Class - Desperado
Age - ???
Name - ???
Weapon - Finely Crafted Revolver
The scene is set in a vast, flat desert. The wind blows, whispering strange thingss to all who hear it. A few tumbleweeds blow by silently. The silence is soon broken as our hero steps into the lands of Lodiac...
By no means an arche-type of good, the Desperado, a bounty hunter, enters the stage. His clothes are a dusty color, and at the right hip of his dungarees, is a finely crafted revolver. He shoulders a purse-like bag carrying his supplies.
The Desperado approaches the nearby town. It is set near the base of a cliff, most likely so that the inhabitants can seek shelter their in times of attack. A broken sign reads "New Valian", presumably the name of the town. The Desperado heads to the local saloon for information and a drink.
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Staredit.Net Essence on 2004-09-19 at 22:45:48
OOC: You people are pissin me off! 
My rp was good it only had a bad plot for god sakes and people ruined IT THOSES 
S!
My rp was good it only had a bad plot for god sakes and people ruined IT THOSES S!Report, edit, etc...Posted by Golden-Fist on 2004-09-19 at 23:04:22
Oh yeah. Forget fear of the giant Zhands. Lets just go get drunk.
Of course this is in Medevil times. So my new character is:
GOVANATOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EQUIPED WITH ROCKET LAUCNGER AND MACHINE GUNS B!TCHS!!!!
OOO I PWN YOU ZHANDS
YOU ZHANDS
JOO KILLED MY FAMILY RAWR
Of course this is in Medevil times. So my new character is:
GOVANATOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EQUIPED WITH ROCKET LAUCNGER AND MACHINE GUNS B!TCHS!!!!
OOO I PWN YOU ZHANDS
YOU ZHANDSJOO KILLED MY FAMILY RAWR
Report, edit, etc...Posted by SaLaCiouS(U) on 2004-09-20 at 21:43:25
Medieval Fantasy can have whatever the Hell it wants. It's fantasy! So I get my revolver. ;o
Report, edit, etc...Posted by PwnPirate on 2004-09-20 at 21:55:40
Some guy died.... the end.
and then the dead guy had a conversation with himself
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dead guy:hi
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and they lived happily ever after.
dnE ehT
and then the dead guy had a conversation with himself
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dead guy:hi
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and they lived happily ever after.
dnE ehT