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Put-your-character-in-a-random-place-where-they-all-hate-each-other-for-reasons-unknown-and-let-them-fight-it-out thread!
I've seen threads SIMILAR to this, but they don't all hate each other for reasons unknown and fight it out between themselves.
PLACE: LONDON, 1800s
Name: Icaron DeVries
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Physical description: Long-for-a-boy dark hair, green eyes, pale skin.
Wears: Cargo pants and a Blink 182 t-shirt (<3 that band)
Personality: Keeps to himself mostly. A quiet dude, and everybody thinks he's emo. But he's not.
Other: Carries a Taser in his pocket at all times. Don't know how this realtes, but it does...
~~~
Name: Ari Crymsen
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Physical description: Knee-length red hair, dark blue eyes. Yes, she's a ginger.
Wears: Army surplus uniform. And steel-toed boots. Don't you DARE forget the boots. And she has a rather large stun-gun.
Personality: Loud, and talks to herself. Likes to be active constantly. Typical gung-ho mechaman. (She's from a different planet in the story I use her in, so there will be weird parts where you don't know what is going on.)
~~~
Ari: /poofs in/ Maverick? Alex? Rose? WHAT THE CRAP? And why is everybody looking at me funny?
Icaron: /poofs in/ ...Stop shouting. You're really loud.
Ari: Where'd you spring from? And where is the Raxil army?
Icaron: Idiot... /pulls out Taser/
~~~
Aaaaannd... CUT! This is where all you lovely people come in. Put in new people, or keep these, I don't care.
Garthwumpian Flopp says taan. I want sun. :,(
Quintus- The pen may be mightier than the sword, but the sword is mightier than the paper shredder.
submitted by Quintus, Calveicia
(November 20, 2011 - 6:13 pm)
(November 20, 2011 - 6:13 pm)
Name: Becka Demilion
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Description: Platinum blonde hair, shoulder-length and tied back with a machinery bolt. Pale skin with a LOT of freckles. Green eyes.
Personality: Flighty, and likes apples. She builds war machines out of ANYTHING. Has an affinity for TNT. Will talk your ear off if she thinks you ought to know something. Has a superiority complex- thinks she doesn't need any help with anything. Really stubborn.
Other: Plays trombone. Somehow, this fit in my brain...
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Becka: *poofs in*
Icaron: *ignores Becka* If you don't shut up, I will have to make you.
Ari: @Becka- Who the heck are you?
Becka: *ignore question* Obviously, we have been plucked out of our own time for mysterious purposes. I intend to discover those purposes.
Icaron: Sigh... We're scaring everybody away. *BAD British accent* @random person- Hey, you! Can I get a taxi away from these two idiots?
Ari: *pulls out stun gun* @Becka- I don't like you. I don't know your name, but you vex me. If vexation goes a little further, I will have to introduce you to this guy here. /cryptic
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Done for now... more later.
Chickuu says afrh.
~Ash out~
(November 21, 2011 - 12:26 pm)
Becka: That little thing? I can do MUCH more than dismantle it. I will turn it against its own master. Watch me. /tries to grab stun-gun/
Ari: /clicks things and turns dials and whatnot/ You can try. You can try, but you will fail. I've got the entirety of the Ellipses behind me. What have you got? A bunch of mediocre automata? A ratchet wrench? Please. We have those in museums. /stun-gun starts to glow weirdly/
Icaron: /shows up/ Poke. Poooke. That thing is glowing. I like glowy things. Can I have it?
Ari: /hefts stun-gun/ Just try and take it. You'll be snoring before you hit the ground.
Becka: That long? That thing needs a new atomic destabilizer.
Ari: Ahhh, just SHUT UP, will you? /zaps Becka/
Becka: /falls on ground/ Hmmm. You seem to have missed me.
Ari: OH YOU LITTLE....
Icaron: I will just leave you lovely ladies to cat-fight this out. /pulls out popcorn/
~~~
Garthwumpian Flopp says cbhu.
Quintus- The pen may be mightier than the sword, but the sword is mightier than the paper shredder.
(November 21, 2011 - 7:46 pm)
Okay, okay, I have to join. Hilariousness.
Name: Shade Chase (yes, this is the original SC. And she was on the other character lounge. But this Shade is 8,639 years old, immortal and what not, and now carries a gun instead of sword.)
Gender: Female
Age: 8,639, but at this point, is on her 2,627 life, and looks about nineteen.
Physical: Brown hair, tannish skin, brown eyes. Looks kind of like me, actually. She's got some Japanese blood, some Italian, some Swedish, some Chinese... yeah, and a lot of other stuff.
Personality: Who's asking? Who am I talking too? Depends. But since this a hate-each-other-for-unknown-reasons thread, she's going to be very mad. Because Maggie hasn't given her any snickercookies for a month.
Weapons: A lot.
Other: Likes shooting things. But still carries a sword, cause, hey, magic can't mess with her sword, not after she's put all those spells on it. But somebody could mess with her gun.
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/Shade falls out of the air, does a roll, and sits up, gun pointing at everybody. Yes, that's possible. It can shoot in several directions at once./
Shade: Who the zik are you people? And where am I?
Icaron: /eats popcorn/ Oh, I don't know. Want some popcorn? Those two are going to have a fight, and it looks pretty interesting.
Shade: /Gun folds out until twice the size it was before/ Where am I?
Becka: /still on ground/ I don't know. @Ari: Would you like to try again? You'll probably miss, you know.
Ari: YOU!
Shade: /stands up/ Actually, I'll get my own popcorn. /takes out a bag/
Ari: /swings stun gun toward Shade/ Who are you? And what the heck is that thing?
Shade: uh, HELLO? This beauty is the forefront of weapons technology. It's got everything, and it would take me too long to explain it. Besides, I doubt any of your poor little heads could understand what I'm saying.
Ari, Becka, Icaron: Hey!
Shade: /checks nails/ Anybody know where the nearest portal is? I don't think I can stand being around this stupidity any longer.
_______________
SC gone
(November 22, 2011 - 12:58 pm)
Name: Wolf (no last name)
Gender: Male
Age: Nobody really knows... He looks about 20.
Physical description: Short, spiked silver hair. He has one blue eye and one silver eye. Most of his face is hidden by a black mask with silver markings on it. About 6'10".
Wears: Bulky black greatcoat with a lot of pockets. White insignia of something on the back.
Personality: Mysterious- won't join a fight until he knows what side he's on. Trained by the legendary Shadow. Master of sleight-of-hand and trickery.
Weapon: A thin rapier with a black blade. Extremely sharp.
~~~
Icaron: Don't be in such a big hurry to leave, Shade. We got popcorn, and a bloody catfight to watch!
Shade: /sits down reluctantly/
Wolf: /emerges from shadows/ Hm. What have we here?
Ari: Oh, man. Why can't I just kill everyone, brood in peace, and then heroically escape back to my home planet? Even a cross-species revolutionary war is more interesting than this.
Wolf: I wouldn't do that if I were you, insolent being.
Ari: Watch me. /raises gun/ Huh?
Wolf: Beautiful piece of technology, really. /holds stun-gun/ Pray tell, why are you waving around a broom?
Ari: You just... /goes for something technical/
Becka: /has been fiddling with a bunch of metal and wires/ @Icaron- Give me that popcorn box.
Icaron: Why?
Becka: /displays a little machine dramatically/ Decor.
Icaron: /hands over popcorn box/
Shade: Here's mine.
Becka: BEHOLD, ALL YOU LESSER BEINGS! BEHOLD MY FUN-SIZED DEATH DISPENSER!
Icaron: Should I be quivering in my boots?
~~~
Garthwumpian Flopp says yape.
Quintus- The pen may be mightier than the sword, but the sword is mightier than the paper shredder.
But the sword is not mightier than the stun-gun. Hopefully. :)
Becka: BEHOLD, LESSER BEINGS!
(November 23, 2011 - 10:45 am)
This looks really cool, and I'd love to join but I'm not sure how it works. Like I get the characters in a different place thing but not much else.
Name: Carter Mason
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Physical description: dark blue eyes, brown hair and light brown highlights, really tan
Wears: yellow cami, brown short short sleeved jacket, tan cargo pants, black combat boots.
Personality: cocky, tuff, impulsive, brave, tricky,
Other: She's from the year 2877, so she's used to all the REALLY high-tech stuff. Her time is currently in the middle of a world war, so she's more on edge than usual.
Weapons: Two high-tech guns, three knives, and pleanty of bombs.
(November 23, 2011 - 7:39 pm)
Basically, it's a roleplay with characters from things we wrote.
But we have a LOT of girls right now, so if we could put in a few more male characters, that would be GREAT.
Garthwumpian Flopp says yovy.
Quintus- The pen may be mightier than the sword, but the sword is mightier than the paper shredder.
Stay tuned- I might just put Quintus in this lovely RP we have here. THAT would be strange...
(November 24, 2011 - 4:43 pm)
can I join?
NAME: Adela
AGE: 15
OCCUPATION:Run away rich girl, wants to be dragon rider, doesn't have a dragon yet.
PERSONALTY: She is nobel and kind and she is rather shy. If possible,
she uses peaceful conflict resolution. If not, she'll fight for what's
right. She isn't girly, but she isn't a tomboy.(She certainly isn't
delicate.) She gets frustrated easily with tasks, but is very patient
with living things.
APPEARANCE: Long, golden brown hair, tan skin, clear green eyes, a few
freckles across her nose bridge and doted around her cheeks, and hardened
feet (no dead skin, surprisingly).
FUN FACT: She has a strange connection with dragons and is able to speak dragon language as well as understand it
WARNING!!! DO NOT I repeat DO NOT get her mad. If you do, she will:
1) let out a stream of Draconian swear words
2) tackle you and put you in any form of pain or discomfort possible (including tickling)
3) in rare cases, try to kill you (she usually succeeds).
That's all I have to say! Oh! She has a dragon, too.
(November 24, 2011 - 10:51 pm)
Carter: /falls out of sky, lands on her feet and takes out both guns/ Where am I?!
Becka: Great annother lesser being?
Carter: /ignores Becka/ Where am I? Who set this up? Octavious? Cramate? Wu?
Icaron: Shut up and sit down. She's about to show us her fun sized death dispenser!
Carter: What's that? Some sort of candy bar?
Becka: Don't make me kill you.
Carter: Don't make me kill you.
Becka: With that? What is it a toy for 3 year olds?
Carter: Wanna see how it works? I'm sure you'll understand when your dead. And where am I? Sydney? London? Russia? God if I'm in Russia I'm dead.
Becka: @Everyone: When's the next transport to Russia?
Carter: I outa kill you right now.
Icaron: @Becka: Geesh, you're like a cat fight magnet aren't you? @Carter: Who are you?
Carter: Who are you?
Icaron: I asked you first!
Carter: Carter Mason leader of Section 6 of the rebelion.
Icaron: Icaron.
Carter: And she called me the lesser being. /rolls eyes/
Icaron: Shut up
Shade: This is getting good! Can I have my popcorn back?
Was that ok? I've never done this before.
(November 26, 2011 - 1:54 pm)
@~Sam~
That's pretty good for a first time! My only comment- I think Icaron's personality is becoming something completely different than how it was intended. There's nothing really that we can do about it, but I'm just putting it out there.
Garthwumpian Flopp says pwnn. He pwns everybody else's captcha.
Quintus- I have hereby changed my long and annoying signature line.
(November 27, 2011 - 12:54 pm)
Some of your information contradicts itself. Does she or does she not have a dragon? Is she or is she not a peaceful person?
(November 26, 2011 - 3:09 pm)
Yes she has a dragon. Yes she is a peaceful person, but when you get her mad, (which happens very rarely) she attacks.
(November 27, 2011 - 3:20 pm)
Name: Tiffany Wosapom (the result of blending Indiana Jones, Pirates of the Carribean, and The Enchanted Forest Chronicles fanfic. But that does not matter. At all.)
Age: 15
Appearance: Shoulder-length brown hair. Brown eyes. Tanned skin. Medium height. End of story.
Clothes: Brown loose pants, dark green T-shirt, belt with about ten thousand belt pouches (don't ask) that contain, among other things, popcorn, pepper, herbs, knives, and, well, you get the point.
Personality: Usually prepared for everything. Expects anything to be a practical joke or trap. Likes cherries. Usually gets mad at people she doesn't know.
Weapons: Sword, dagger (just in case) weird herbs, and a bow.
Name: Sir Percival Twitterton
Age: 42
Appearance: Brown beard and hair, thick eyebrows, curly mustache. Blue eyes.
Clothes: Well, I don't know.... armor. Armor and armor and armor.
Personality: Full of himself, very full of himself. Treats all girls like ornaments (I can see that he's going to get it from the girls around here). Treats all people who aren't knights like very stupid people who do not understand the ways of the world.
Weapons: Sword, and evil seaweed for throwing that can kill you. If it's fresh.
(November 27, 2011 - 3:50 pm)
Tiffany: /Falls neatly from the sky/ What's getting good? And what popcorn? I don't like popcorn. I like cherries. And what's with all of the guns around the place? I don't like guns either. And I suppose it's no good asking where Jakkie is?
Shade: These two people are going to fight. And she /points at Becka/ has a fun-sized death dispenser. Oh and I have no idea who Jakkie is and if you don't shut up about your cherries, I'm going to kill you.
Tiffany: Fun? Sized? Death? Dispenser? That thing? That's as ridiculous as saying that seaweed is dangerous.
Becka: Actually, lesser being, seaweed is extremely dangerous /shows Tiffany a little thingie made out of seaweed/. And my fun sized d
Twitterton: /walks in/ Seaweed is extremely dangerous!!! Especially when it belongs to me. Now, since you dragon lovers and mudpie eating pigs brought me here, you are clearly enemies of the king. Prepare to die!!!!!!!!!!!! /pulls out sword/
Tiffany: If you think that's the way you hold a sword, then you're an idiot. By the way, in my expeirienec all knights are idiots, even when they can use a sword, which you can't!!!!!!
Twitterton: You have insulted a knight of the King, uncivilized pig!!! Prepare to die!!!
Icaron: We are going to need a lot more popcorn.
(November 27, 2011 - 4:05 pm)
Muahaha! I told you I would put me in this sometime! Wait... That didn't make sense, even to me...
Name: Quintus
Age: 15
Gender: Male (but I am female, thank-you-very-muchly)
Physical description: Legolas-length, bluish-gray hair, tied back with a leather strap. Militaristic coat with the Calveician coat-of-arms on it. One eye missing- really long scar over right eye. Has a "5" on the palm of his left hand.
Personality: Doesn't trust people except the rest of the Protectors. Cautious by nature, but a fearsome fighter.
Weapons: A VERY LARGE sword (double-handed grip)- more like a cleaver than anything else- slung over his back.
Other: He's from Calveicia, a planet not far from Earth.
~~~
Quintus: /appears/ Hm. A bunch of people all trying to kill each other? Seriously? This is so clichéd. I'm leaving.
Icaron: No! Come join the party! /holds up popcorn box/ We've got popcorn!
Becka: Aha! Here's that gizmo I was looking for! /clicks things/ /holds up a small device/
Carter: What does that do? Clean my socks?
/Ari has been taking the advantage of not being noticed/ /shoots a small dart into Icaron, Shade, and Wolf/ /Icaron and Shade fall over, Wolf kind of bugs his eyes and fights off the serum/
Ari: /loads more darts/ (whispers) Just try and escape Volt 7. I'll have you all as my hostages, you'll be out of my hair, AND I'll get promoted...
Wolf: Nice job. I see you've gotten a few advances in paralytic technology. I'll give you that. /draws rapier/
Becka: /has not been paying attention to the mini-drama behind her/ I won't waste time monologing. Toodle-oo! /tosses little machine in air, then pulls out another and presses a button- disappears/
Quintus: /grabs little machine/ It's a sensory bomb. It can't be disarmed, it explodes on impact with anything, and it's blast radius is five times that of a normal bomb. Interesting, for such a small machine.
Carter: So what do we do?
Quintus: We smash it. /pulls out giant sword/ Calveician steel really does work wonders. It's also bright blue. /presses sword-tip into center of bomb- it whirs and dies/ An ally is best with people like these. What say we work together?
~~~
Disclaimer: I did NOT "get rid of" Becka. She's going to come back. You can make her come back if you want.
Also: Icaron and Shade are NOT DEAD. Only paralyzed temporarily, due to Ari's dart.
And another thing: You can ally charries. Makes things easier.
Garthwumpian Flopp says mnxd.
Quintus- Here I am, I told you so.
(November 27, 2011 - 1:33 pm)
Could someone start writing for me? I'm having trouble thinking of ideas.
(November 27, 2011 - 6:28 pm)