Discussion in 'RPG #19 - Shinobi RPG' started by anonymous, Apr 23, 2009.
no, camp two is the camp for magical creatures, lol.
ah. why do you glow gold and why are you mostly nude... it seems... impractical.
i am not. my character is. and i meant to put an edit saying
"this is what my character looks like. except with pants"
and she glows gold cuz she is a SUN ELF. duh....
lol, so when do we start? and how does the whole 'dice' thing work? how does the whole entire thing work. it confuses me.
im not sure, as a founding member i should really know but anons got most of the details and we cant start without more members... try asking around
well we could start soon right i wanna do some rp
yes! *goes to recruit chloe*
Erm... she recryuited me... but I haven't the faitest clue what RPG enrolls... If anyone explains it to me... expain it to me as if im 5yrs old, I wont understand anyother way
k, i'll post my char.
Name: Canario "canner"
Skin Color: white british
Hair Color: brown
Body Type: medium lean build
Weapon of Choice: SA80 with master key(doesn't go for these new fangled energy cell weapons)
Accessories: Bullet/knife stab proof jacket, adrenaline shots, 2 frag 'nades, 2 flashbangs, tinted gas mask, camel pack, side arm (Sig Sauer P226 with silencer), combat knife, com device. (all of team 1 should have these)
Personality: reckless, confident, tough.
Lineage: nameless historyless fighter.
Position: captain, commanding a small section of elites
character building intro:
"canner. why do they call you that?" canner simply threw him his dog tag.
"we don' 'ave names sir." his CO turned the tag over and read the back.
"Presa canario, an attack by this dog has been described as hopeless for the victim. They are a guardian breed with man-stopping ability, incredible power and a complete lack of fear." he gave the tag back slowly. "you have quite a reputation..." he paced slowly up and down the dimly lit office leafing through a folder. "you've served 8 years with no qualifications and you're a captain. im almost impressed." he snapped the folder shut. "we're sending you to earth."
"permission to speak freely?"
"very well, granted"
"are you shitting me sir?"
"it does seem sudden but it's vital we re take our home."
"i kinda like it here"
"you have no choice. you leave tommorow"
*clappity clap* nice job, KB. and chloe. an rp is where everyone takes a turn writing a bit of a story and then the next person continues. but to do that, you first have to have a rp thread so everyone can figure out what their character is and the baseline for the story and to set ground rules. as for the rest, you will have to ask anon, since i have no idea what he has planned.
I'm still confused lol..
*waves hand to get attention* ANON!!! OH ANNNOOONNNN!!! COO-WEEE!!!!!! I'll go to his place n ask him
hahah, tell him to come here and explain, please.
Hmm. he's not online...
Ok, is it:
I post my character profile, and then an introduction into my character, so others can get the basic gist of him/her?
[if yes, does the intro have to be along the same lines as yours and KB's, or can I make it up from scratch?]
Then, does it go like this, for example -
Elven posts a paragraph about an earthquqake.
So then KB post a paragraph of how it affected everyone
Then I post a paragraph og the after mass, etc..?
Is that right? How roleplay works I mean?
yuppity yup. you got it. and you make up your intro and profile from scratch (if you'd like, you CAN use our baseline)
(sorry for the late reply)
Yeah you can be just about whatever you want...
Anyway, here's my profile
Name: Orphius Havok
Skin Color: White/Tan
Hair Color: Black with a silver streak on the right side
Eye Color: Yellowish brown
Body Type: 6' 2", 150lbs. Tone, almost starving, from years of outdoor survival
Weapon(s) of Choice: Crossbow, Broad sword, Shield, Light spear
Accessories: Jericho his horse(not sure if it's an accessory but...), Armor piercing arrows, Poison arrows, Traps(bear trap ect.), Greek fire
Personality: Sometimes rash from sheer motivation but disciplined. He suffers from a emotional disorder that causes him to have large outbursts of rage if provoked.
Position: Commander in Chief of the Rebels
character building intro:
After days of moving a convoy of medical supplies through the forest roads and hostile territories, the Rebels are near there objective. A small village was caught in a fight between the futuristic barbarians and the magical beings. The fight was long over but there had been collateral damage and the Rebels decided to help out.
"So I was thinking Orphius," The man looked around as if the forest were trying to steal his secrets, "Do we have enough medical supplies to just hand them over? I mean I know the people need them but I think we need them more,"
Orphius didn't look at the man and kept his eyes on the road from the back of Jericho. It had been a long ride in these dark forests but his spirit wasn't hurt, "My thinking is this...We need a place to set up camp. The forests around here are hostile and dangerous but if we help these people who got injured by our enemies then they'll provide us beds and food. Hopefully we can stay here for a day or two before moving,"
"Well that's good thinking but what if it's a trap? I mean how do we even know about this village?" The man continued to push Havok, "I respect your authority but question your wisdom. Orphius, you've been known to lead your men on suicide missions!"
Orphius looked down as if ashamed of himself, "Are you done commander?" He asked calmly.
"Yes sir," the commander seemed satisfied with himself for the moment.
There was a loud crack and the commader fell off his horse after Havoc punched him just above the ear. The convoy slowly stopped as the Rebels realised what was happening. They grew quiet as their leader got off his horse and hovered over the commander on the ground.
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK! I'M IN CHARGE FOR A REASON!" Havoc had his sword at the man's throat and his eye was twitching badly. Sweat dripped from his face in streams. The preassures of war were getting to him.
The convoy slowed to a stop and everyone grew very quiet as they realised what was happening. Three soldiers grabbed Havoc and tried to restrain him as two helped the commander up and treated his bleeding head. Havoc threw the three men off and climbed back on his horse before ordering the convoy to start moving again.
"Hear me Orphius Havoc! Your temper shall be the death of you!" the commander was still using the two soldiers for support and holding the side of his head.
Orphius stopped his horse for only a second and said, "Or it will be this land's salvation,"
OK! <(^^)> I'll get straight to it
w00t! its all coming together! team 1 ftw!
where is anon, we need to start this thing.
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