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 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 2:13 pm
Bit of a story behind the background of this thread.
Akitsu and I randomly started RPing one MSN convo. It started with the most simple thinkable thing.
Falling off a cliff.
Of course, after a while, we got attacked by a military force. Then we later found out that the mountain we were on is the target of the military force. Then we discovered what was IN the mountain. And that's all we got to!
The point of this RP thread?
We start with something simple, like meeting and talking. Then when one of us gets an idea to make it interesting, BAM! They start game-mastering and start to expand. From meeting and talking to say... defending the town we met in from the archaic demonic forces that threaten to destroy the world.
Got it? Good. Let's get started.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 2:42 pm
Alright, master profile will be posted here in the following Format:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Hair:
Eyes:
Physical description:
Personality:
Home:
Job: (optional)
Just send them to me and I'll post them.
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Name: Cherry "Kitten" Blackthourne
Gender: Female
Age: Actual age unknown, appears as 21 or so
Hair: Waist-long, curly, blue-black hair; usually in a braid
Eyes: Dark green cat's eyes
Physical description: Somewhat short of stature than average but slim, somewhat toned muscle-build. Black cat ears on top of the head with multiple piercings, along with matching cat tail. Normally has make-up on to accent her dark good looks.
Personality: Calm, somber, and usually collected. Cherishes her friends and loved ones over anything else, and is quick to anger if one of them is threatened. Can be possesive at times. Loves to tease and flirt with both sexes.
Home: England
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Name: Will "Blue Jay" Amakusa
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Hair: Blue
Eyes: Blue normally, but they go Ice Blue to reflect his cold persona when triggered
Physical description: Average male height. He has a fighters build to him, which is odd considering he likes to spend his days loafing around his office. He wears a blue overshirt and matching cargo pants, but no shirt underneath. He also wears his long hair tied back in a ponytail, but loose and ruffled at the front. He normally walks around with nothing but his clothes and wallet, but when he's in battle, nobody has ever seen him without his trademark Wato(Japanese Tachi with a chinese handle) and pistols Freedom and Justice.
Personality: Laid back most of the time
Home: Canada and Japan (born in Canada, but raised in Japan)
Job: Bounty Hunter only if he thinks the job is a challenge. other than that, he has his ways of earning pay
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:21 pm
I post mine here cause I'm special and deserve my own post razz
Name: Von Mercalli
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Hair: Crimson
Eyes: Crimson / Azure. Changes depending on the state of the world.
Physical description: Athletically built and of average height. He has a goatee and mustache shaved in his trade-mark fashion. Von's never seen without Red Claw, his katana. He's commonly garbed in an outfit consisting of only red and black hues, which he manages to keep clean almost all the time.
Personality: Very negative and hostile. Simply put, Von hates you. In fact, he hates just about anything. This hatred is natural to him, and thus he's commonly seen wearing an indifferent expression to support such. Von's known to take his priorities seriously, but will mock those of others. The only people he shows any care for are his tiny group of friends and the guild he resides in.
Home: Von's origin is unknown.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 1:39 pm
Settings
Time Period
23rd Century Earth
Location
Undisclosed mountainous area, very dry and arrid climate. There is a tiny settlement in a valley, somewhat like that of a Western ghost town. Business is carried out on the surface in the old buildings, but the citizens reside in the cool underground with the help of modern technology. To the east, an AFC base is hidden in, around, and underneath the mountains. To the west, there is a river, banked by vast fertile plains on one side and the moutains on the other, which leads to the ocean some thousand or so miles away. There are two addition cities in the area. One is a larger, more urban-type city that is settled on and around the cliffs overlooking the shore, and the other is a small farming community in the plains.
The AFC
The AFC is a government funded hate-group, targeting anthromorphs. Their false claim is that they're a counter terrorist organization. Not even by their own individual hatred, but like all soldiers, most of them do only what they're told. However, they permitted only to attack aggresive anthros... those who've gotten violent. It is to give the false idea that they intend peace. This is just one of their many bases and facilities.
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Storytelling Format
Please try to write in book format, like that of a novel. In other words, try to write out your actions, thoughts, what's going on in the background, etc. That means using quotations marks and NO ASTERISKS. (*) It'll make for smoother reading later.
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Alright, that's all the rules. Let's get this story started! ^^
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 4:18 pm
The kick-up of dust following a resounding thud caused by a person-to-ground impact is a clear enough indication for those not paying attention that Von was seeking information. His 'informant', an unlucky passer-by who made claims to spectating an all-out military attack on the mountain, received a rather nice boot the chest from our anti-hero in red.
"You're a maniac! You think I'm gonna tell you anything after that?!" The man screamed in an apparent panic, pointing a finger accusingly at Von as he accused him of insanity. He may have had more to say, but it was quickly forgotten as Von dropped to a knee next to the man and clutched his throat tightly in one hand. He figured he'd give this 'peon' something to fear. "You think that's the worst I can do? Hmm?" He started, his tone cold and unforgiving, "now tell me about that attack, or I'll introduce you to horrors that Hell itself has never seen."
For those near-by, the large crowd surrounding the two on the streets would be a big enough indication that Von was in town.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 6:40 pm
A man dessed in blue clothing walks out from the crowd "Quite a show, Von Mercalli. Your bloodlust hasn't dimmed down at all" he says to Von. Turning his eyes onto the informant "You better tell him what he wants to know, because what he just said was no lie." he said with a smirk on his face.
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TheIllustriousBlueJay Crew
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 8:25 pm
As she knocked back what had to be her umpteenth shot of neat bourbon, the young woman with the peculiar and rather feline-like features looked groggily out of the dusty window of the bar. She smirked to herself and slammed the shot glass back down on the counter, which startled the bartender, who was starting to doze off.
"Ah...! Oh, it's just you, Kitten. 'Nother round...?" he yawned.
"Nah... Put it on my tab, Russ."
"Alright... Just don't get yerself in trouble, Kit."
"Yeah, yeah... whatever, old man."
Kitten grinned fangily at him over her shoulder as she placed his tip on the counter and slid herself off the creaky wooden barstool. She then made a rather wobbily beeline for the door, leaning against the door frame and watching the scene in the street.
"Well, well, well... Starting up a ruckus again, Vonny? Don't you ever learn?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 8:41 pm
Two men threatening him was a rather iffy situation at best. Von could feel the man gulp in fear as he realized just how resisting was probably not the most wise course of action he could take. He shuddered at the thought of what they may do to him if he didn't comply. Although, he was at a loss for words... he was on the verge of wetting himself, after all. "T-t-the... t-t-the... th-th-the..." He started, clearly incapable of normal thought.
Von quickly cast his glance off the man in his grip and over to Will. Despite the common indifferent expression about Von's face, a hint of non-hostility was about him, "Nice of you to join us, Blue Jay." However, his attention was quickly grabbed by Cherry. He didn't really pay attention to what she said, other than how she addressed him. "Don't call me that," Von said to her, in a rather flat tone.
"The... the attack!" The man started, "they're attacking the mountains, didn't say why! They stormed through here really fast! Thousands of them! All anthropomorphic! JUST PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" After that, the man started crying. Von thrust the man towards the ground and released him. "Blue Jay, Kitten, anything you want to ask this kind man?" Von questioned, smirking to the both of them.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 8:44 am
"Not much, really... Other than how on earth the coward was able to grow up to this age..."
Kitten glared coldly at the stranger's reaction as she watched him blubber and wail like a lost child, arms crossed with her tail and one ear flicking irritatedly. She rubbed at her eyes to clear the bleariness of her vision before making her way over to the street, listening to the heels of her boots clunking along the wooden sidewalk.
"So what should we do with the b*****d now?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 1:23 pm
"How about torturing him for more info? After all, people who don't wanna get hurt often know more about what's really going on..." Blue Jay said as he looked upon the man with a cold glare.
He then brought the man up to his feet and punched him down again "Actually, I'm bored with him."
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TheIllustriousBlueJay Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 1:40 am
"An army... that charged a mountain..." Von states rather flatly, casting a rather flat and unamused glare towards the besieged land-mass overlooking the town. He could make out a large series of craters where artillery likely struck; even this far away, those were hard to miss. Otherwise, nothing caught else about it caught his interest. It was completely silly, but Von never did expect any military organization to show any sign of intelligence. "Tch..." he began, "...how boring."
Finally, he cast a glance back to the man... whom Blue Jay just punched in the face. Despite the rather nice shot Blue Jay landed, the man wasted no time in scurrying away. Normally, Von would catch him and drag him back for more questioning, just to piss him off... however, he quickly grew bored of the man, and let him flee. Whether Kitten or Blue Jay would let him was a different story.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 12:58 pm
Kitten scoffed, cocked her rifle which she had grabbed from behind the bar inside when the bartender wasn't looking, and aimed it at the back of the head of the fleeing "captive". "I say we finish the little coward off and clean the world of one more nuisance..." She glanced over at her companions warily, showing amazingly steady aim for someone who had just drank at least 3 onces of bourbon. "Any objections?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 9:14 pm
Blue Jay gives an evilish smirk "Not from Von, and not from me." he says as he walks over to Von "care to make a bet on how far his brains will fly? Cause I feel kinda lucky today."
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 10:45 pm
"Pity," he began, "such a waste of ammo." He turned slightly to swipe a camera out of a spectator's hands. Contrary to the victim's objections, Von stepped up near Kitten and took a snap-shot of the fleeing man. The camera soon found a new home in his pocket, and Von turned to continue down the road. "Why waste something so valuable... when you can waste other people's time instead," Von stated.
On further inspection, Von seemed to be walking in the direction of the local authorities. He stopped only momentarily to turn to his comrades, taking the camera in his hand and waving it at them, "I'm sure the police would have fun finding this mass-murderer."
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