[X] My Assistant

[sensiblesoap]

Aalright. So, credit for the plot goes to the Amazing Darkie and his video game. Anywho, this is a private RP between Darkrow, TehHuntress, A Klowii, and myself. Random OOCs and Character Profiles for the win. ;D

Everything's in Spoilers... 'Cause it makes me feel more organized. xD''

Yeaaah. Darkie and I are Co-Owners. Go to him for questions. I enforce the LAW and feed you to random hungry wild animals. C: We don't bite hard.

*AHEM* Now, to the srs bzns actual RP stuff.

In the distant future, humans have completed thrashed the Earth with their mere existance, as expected by the majority of the population. However, by the time that happened, they had found another galaxy with a lot of planets that had the potential to be used as a Second Earth. They didn't learn though. They still exploited the planet's resources until there was nothing left. Driven to desolation, this Second Earth seemed doomed, like the First Earth. With technology though, they managed to 'rebuild' this planet with artificial nature-like elements, like trees and grass. This made the planet look beautiful, but it was all artificial; nothing was real. But still, animals managed to live and water, though artificial, was as good as normal water.

As time passed, the humans created more advanced humans, called Newmans by many. These Newmans had powerful brains and were able to use magic, though their physical strength was pretty much pathetic. Then, they created CASTs, basically robots with personalities. Finally, they created Beastmen, which are obviously humans mixed with animals. Each of these races eventually waged war against the Humans and they all gained their independance. They went to live on three neighboring planets, one each. Those planets are known as Parum (CASTs), Moatoob (Beastmen) and Neudaiz (Newmans)

Then, a gigantic war that lasted nearly 1000 years was started between Newmans, Beastmen, CASTs and Humans. They finally managed to reach peace after over 1000 years, as stated previously. Now at peace, the four races now coexist with each other in peace and harmony (mostly). Now, only Moatoob is the only planet where Humans, Newmans and CASTs aren't a common sight.

The four races have allied and formed a special police force called the Guardians. Led by an old CAST and a Human, they are both a respected and feared force, as they supervise Earth II, Parum, Moatoob and Neudaiz. Seeing a Guardian is rare, so people tend to stare at them. Being a Guardian is a sign of amazing skill and many can only dream of being one.

But now, with rumors of a terrorist group, the Seed, being on the rise, the Guardians are on full alert. Information about them has not been revealed to the public to avoid panic, so it's all confidential. Who knows? The Seed could attack at any moment...

PLANETS

Earth II: Imagine our modern day Earth, except everything is artificial, basically. That's pretty much it. Cities are much more technological too. All races coexist here.

Neudaiz (Pronounced New Days): Neudaiz holds the most water content of the three planets. People on Neudaiz coexist with nature. Huge plants grow densely, untouched by people, and floating islands dot the waters. The majority of the population is made up of Newmans.

Moatoob: Of the three planets, Moatoob has the harshest environment. Inhabitants must constantly battle the elements to survive. The oceans are dry and the land is becoming a harsh desert, but Moatoob is rich in natural resources. Thus, there is no end to the influx of immigrants with grandiose dreams of getting rich quick. Beastmen make up the majority of the inhabitants. Medium-sized cities dot Moatoob's surface. Representatives from each city have formed a trade alliance, but it's a loose organization and agreements are carried out between individual merchants for the most part. Rather, it can be said that the rogues' underground society controls much of Moatoob's politics.

Parum: A planet with very advanced technology and abundant with Humans. However, even though CASTs are less than 5% of the population, they are the ones who dominate this planet. It could be thought of as a poor-rich system, except that Human-CAST would be more fitting.

RACES

Humans: ...Do I really need to explain?

Newmans: Basically, think of slightly taller and thinner humans with elf-like ears. Their eyes are also bigger (almost anime-like) so they have an almost flawless vision. They have an affinity for magic, which they channel into metallic staves. There's Poison, Electricity, Fire, Ice/Water, Darkness, Earth and Light.

Beastmen: Very tall (~6'6" average) with an athletic build and tanned skin, Beastmen are physically the strongest of the four races, and also the fastest. They tend to have animal ears and tails along with faces that have slight animal-like traits. Tend to be ill-tempered and are more of the "act, then think" mentality.

CASTs: Humanoid robots that can be any shape or size, really. Tend to be very heavy. Masters of weaponry of all kinds, but are limited by cold logic and inability to use magic. Very few tend to have real, developping personalities and instead lack morals and such.

Weapons
Basically, it's a mix of medieval stuff (swords and such) and modern, high tech stuff (guns and such). Blades are made out of pure elemental energy (think Star Wars) and bullets are replaced with energy bullets, which means that guns don't need to be reloaded, though they can overheat.

Be original with them weapons! We're in the future after all! XD

Although I know you guys follow rules very well, rules make every thread a happier place (kinda). So, yeah. xD''

1.) Follow GTS rules and such. Yadaada
2.) No Godmodding, etc. No controlling other people's characters. I absolutely despite the whole 'well they haven't replied, let's drag them along with us'. Ohyes. 'Cause you would do that in real life. (Well... Some people might, but you know. xD)
3.) Keep violence, language, and romance to a PG-13 level. *ahem*
4.) NO ONE ever put TL;DR because something is long. Or I will track you down and feed you to the angry pack of wolves in my closet. >.> This rule is mainly made for the Amazing Darkie. xD Although, I doubt we'll have a problem with this group.
5.) Max of 3 characters. If you have more than one character, one has to be on the other side. I mean it. >.> Two characters=one on Seed, one on Guardian. Three characters, one side can have two. Capiche?

Props to Darkie. ;D

Name: Simple, your character's name.

Age: Simple, your character's age.

Gender: Simple, your character's Gender (even CASTs have genders)

Race: Put something other than Human, Newman, Beastman or CAST and you'll be eating a shovel.

Side: Guardian or Seed?

Appearance: What does your character look like? Clothes, build, height, weight, hair, eyes, EVERYTHING.

Personality: How does your character act by themself? With other people? In general? You know all know what goes here.

History/Biography: How did your character become a member of the Guardians/Seeds? What happened before that? Did they live through horrible things? Why are they like they are now?

Additional notes: Anything else, foo'?

FANGCHAN13'S PROFILES
UNFINISHED. xD By a LOT. xD''

Name: Nathan Slade

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Beastman

Side: Guardians

Appearance: Nathan is rather strange in appearance for his race. With pale skin and muscles that don't alter his arm appearance in any way, the only physical sign of him being a Bestman is his wolfish features and, just barely, his height. Still growing, he stands at 6'3'' and weighs 178 pounds. His semi-spiky dark brown hair sticks into the air, but also falls around his face, slightly covering his dark brown eyes, and down onto his neck, ending right above his back. His brown wolf ears stick out from his head.

He usually wears a slightly loose, long sleeved button up shirt. However, the sleeves are rolled up to the middle of his upper arm, and only two of his buttons are actually buttoned, revealing his chest and making the shirt part at the bottom

Nathan just wears regular jeans. Although he prefers skinny jeans, he doesn't wear them, because he needs to be able to move around. So, he wears semi-loose jeans. He has a fluffy brown wolf tail on his lower back. He never wears shoes, as he finds them hard to cooperate with. So, his feet tend to be dirty a lot.

Nathan tends to be fond of accessories and tattoos. On his hands, he wears fingerless black gloves that continue to the middle of his lower arm. Around his neck, he wears a cross necklace on a string. On his chest, he has a tribal H-like tattoo(refer to picture. xD''). And, finally, around his left ankle, he has a black and white beaded ankle bracelet.

Personality: Nathan is actually a very kind and sweet guy. Friendly and optimistic, Nathan is a Beastman set aside from the others by quite a bit. He tends to not get angered as easily as others of his race, as he has been around his little companion, Haven, since she was born, making him a patient person.

He actually prefers Humans and Newmans to his own race, and might even go as far as to say he likes CASTs better, too. He finds that Beastmen are too irritable, and doesn't like being around them, as he likes to tease and joke around with people.

However, easy-going Nathan has other sides to him. His biggest fear, which alters his calm 'I'm-not-scared' attitude, is thunder. Whenever he hears it, he freezes up. He tries to hide from it, usually under a table or something similar. However, he is far from quick to admitting this, and tries to get away from everyone when he knows a storm is approaching. The only person who currently knows of this fear is Haven.

Nathan really can't overcome this fear. Not for anyone-not even Haven. Sometimes, he even begins to cry if the thunder is loud enough. He always trembles when the thunder starts.

Although it's quite the difficult task, Nathan can be angered. When this happens, he rants and raves in a loud voice, then storms off. His outbursts usually result in sadness for him, as he doesn't like yelling at anyone. So, tears of frustration and sadness are common after he's been made mad.

History/Biography: Born in Moatoob, Nathan started out as a regular Beastman. His parents tried to raise him there, but soon found out that would be a problem. With the countless storms on Moatoob, it was rather difficult to keep Nathan from wetting his pants in his younger ages. He, even as a small infant, would cry and scream at the sound of thunder for no reason.

When Nathan was almost two years old, his family decided to move from Moatoob. They got a small house on Earth II, raising their child there from them on. Although there where still storms, they where farther apart, which made it more manageable for Nathan.

This move to another planet caused a change in his appearance, in contrast to if he had stayed on Moatoob. He, unlike the Beastmen that lived there, would be more pale than most of his race.

He was quite the smart kid in his school, though he preferred to keep his intelligence a secret from most of the other students. He was a very well known kid, but he wasn't one of the most popular. He did have a handful of good friends, as every kid does. He didn't, however, tell his friends about his fear of storms. On days storms where forecasted, Nathan would mysteriously 'disappear' from school, not returning until the next day.

Everything went on in a boring routine in his daily life until he was eight. A teenage Newman, a friend of the family, was having a baby. They, of course, rode to the hospital. When there, the girl cried, saying she wouldn't be able to take care of her child. A few weeks after the baby's birth, it was decided Nathan's family would take her in. The child was unnamed, as the only things crossing it's mother's mind was what she was going to do with it.

After the family received it, Nathan held the infant first. He seemed to like her a lot, and everyone decided that he should name her. He named her Haven, and gave her the mother's last name-Alexander.

He spent every day with Haven. He was the one who fed and took care of her. Eventually, as Haven grew, and was able to walk, she became completely attached to him, following him around when he wasn't in school.

When he turned seventeen, he discovered the Guardians. He wanted badly to join them. With the permission of his parents, he quit school a semester early to join. Haven, being the stubborn kid she is, decided she was going to join as well. They both got accepted, and thus began their adventure.

Additional notes: Naah. C:

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Name: Haven Alexnder

Age: 9

Gender: Female

Race: Newman

Side: Guardian

Appearance: Haven

Personality:
History/Biography:

Additional notes:




DARKROW'S PROFILES
Name: "Granny" Noelle Scarlet

Age: 361 due to mechanical transplants.

Gender: Female

Race: Human with mechanical parts.

Side: Guardian

Appearance: Noelle is quite easy to recognise within the Guardians' Headquarters. She's 6'4" and weighs around 230 pounds. Around 60% of her body is mechanical, including some organs. She has mechanical ears with a music player installed on her chest. Her hair is very long and white as snow while her eyes are brown. On the right side of her head, there's always a tuft of hair in the air.

She tends to wear a short-sleeved white lab coat that ends at her abdomen. and no pants, since there's nothing there anymore. Her left arm is entirely mechanical while her right shoulder is mechanical (just refer to the pic for mechanical parts...). She wears a big white glove on her right hand. Her legs are entirely mechanical. She does not evacuate feces or urine; instead, her body transforms it into energy thanks to a mechanism installed inside her.

Personality: Noelle is a woman with a strong sense of justice and very strong beliefs. Sexism and racism and such mentalities are major pet peeves for her, since she believes that everyone should be considered equal. This is ironic since she has created many, many CASTs, which tend to see themselves as superior to other races, like the governors of Parum. She has also contributed to creating many of the weapons currently used by the Guardians.

If you hadn't guessed by now, Noelle is extremely smart, her advanced age strengthening that fact. Due to being more than three times older than the average Human, Newman and Beastman lifespan, she could be considered the oldest Human alive. However, it's not natural, so she doesn't really hold that record.

She loves all the CASTs she has created and cares deeply for them. In return, those CASTs tend to respect her greatly and even the CAST Supremacists consider her as a role model at times. She has also contributed to creating many of the weapons currently used by the Guardians. Well-known thoughout the four planets; rare are those who don't know her.

A silly woman, she makes funny comments and sarcastic comments all the time, being good at cheering people up. She tends to playfully tease people too. In return, she doesn't mind being teased. She rarely grows to hate anyone, being too nice to do so. However, she knows when to be serious or harsh, especially when people are being lazy. She's generally a nice person to be with.

She seems to like CASTs more than she likes Humans, Newmans or Beastmen though. Maybe because she's always around CASTs. Anyone who insults her CASTs, or any CAST, for that matter, will be scolded as she's very proud and defensive of them. More recent CASTs are known to ask her questions about everything, and even older CASTs do that.

If you bash on CASTs enough, she'll actually become sad; well, quicker than if you mock Humans, Newmans or Beastmen. Telling her that modifying her own body was stupid is also a nice sadness trigger. When sad, she'll refuse to speak and simply lock herself away until she feels better. This can take from a few minutes to a few days, depending on how bad the situation was.

Noelle sometimes talks in the third person, calling herself Granny Scarlet when she does. She mostly does that to be silly. She's not scared of much, but she does have one fear: open spaces. She has intense agoraphobia and is completely frightened by the mere thought of going outside. Cities are a big no-no, so she has trouble working inside a real society. She also despises looking at outer space, since it's basically one huge open space.

Never force her to go outside against her will, because she will panic and may even scream and cry. This can even turn into panic attacks. Therefore, whenever she goes on missions, it's only indoors missions, often inside the Guardians' HQ itself since it's probably the only open space she could be comfortable in. Mainly because she can always ask her CASTs for assistance and help. Animals also greatly frighten her, even though it's just because she doesn't know how they act.

If her friends are in danger though, she will forget about her fears and go help them without a second thought. That is, until they are saved, then she'll cling to them and keep asking for them to get her back inside, in her comfort zone. She also becomes extremely paranoid when outside. Noelle uses a multitude of guns of all sizes to fight, but she always has a laser bo staff with her to fend off enemies that get too close.

History/Biography: Born on Earth II, Noelle has always been seen as a genius, but she greatly disliked being outside. She was fasnicated by CASTs and her babysitter was one, so she always asked her questions and such. She was one of the most intelligent students of her whole school, but during recess she always stayed inside. Furthermore, when going back home, she literally ran until she was there.

Everything went well until she reached 18. When she did, she ran away from home and isolated herself in an underground bunker she had spent time building during her childhood. She didn't tell anyone, so people assumed she had died and moved on with heavy hearts. Although she felt bad, she didn't tell them; she wanted to be alone in her bunker. Far from society and the outside world.

As time passed, she built small robots to spy on people and therefore gather information on everything, especially on how to build CASTs. She soon managed to build her own CAST to help her around the bunker. This CAST, however, attacked her and cut off her left arm after she created a second CAST. The first one was then defeated by the second one, who then actually gave Noelle a mechanical arm.

Over time, she created many CASTs, who all injured her many times. Luckily, the second CAST was always there to rebuild her. Due to all these modifications, she's basically thought to be immortal, though that's not the case; her heart had to be replaced six times so far. Also, her lungs are entirely mechanical, as is her liver. Basically, she should be dead by now, but isn't.

50 years ago, she decided to come out for the first time, accompanied by her CASTs. She almost had a panic attack, but she had decided to become a member of the Guardians along with her CASTs, so she was going towards the Guardians' HQ. For that, she needed to use a spaceship, of course, where she kept her eyes closed for the whole trip.

They all managed to pass the Guardians' test and became successful Guardians, Noelle becoming one of the most important and well-known Guardians over time. However, her Agoraphobia prevents her from really shining on the battlefield, causing her to be more like the brains behind most missions. She does goes on missions aboard the Guardians' HQ itself though, such as when the guard machines go haywire and such. She still builds CASTs up to this day.

Additional notes: Not really, foo'.




A KLOWII'S PROFILES
Name: Raven VanEtten

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Side: Guardian

Appearance: Raven is fairly short for her age, only topping off at 5'3". She has a rather frail appearance, and she isn't very muscular at all. Her skin is very pale, an almost white color. She is also fairly skinny, weighing in at 109 pounds. Her hair is a whitish gray color, and it reaches down to her waist. Her bangs are styled so they are slightly covering her eyes. Her eyes are a dark red color.

For clothes, Raven wears a black collared dress. There are many little bows and ribbons and such on it. From the elbow down, there is a little spot on the sleeve that has white ruffles all the way down it. On the collar, there is a white line going around it. There also is a white thing(Don't know what it is), on the front, that has frills on it, and a skull in the middle. On the stomach of the dress, there are four buttons, and around the waist there is a necklace looking thing. Her dress goes a little above her knees. She wears socks that go past her knees, and at the tops there are little frills on them. She wears a pair of black high heeled boots that reach up to her knees.

On top of her head, Raven wears a pair of black headphones that are connected into her guitar. They seem to serve as an amplifier, since there are various dials on each side. She is always seen carrying her violin looking electrical guitar. If she adjusts the volume just right on the amplifier, she can send out sound waves that have the power to knock down walls.

Personality: Raven is a pretty quiet individual. She doesn't really like to speak to people she isn't really familiar with, but she will be willing to talk to people. She sometimes prefers to work alone, but if she's with people she knows, she will be willing to work with them.

She doesn't really trust strangers that much and she will sometimes give out false information if she doesn't think that they're trustworthy. Raven is sort of a lone wolf, not really staying in one place for very long. She is fairly negative sometimes, not really looking at the positive side that much at all.

Raven is the type of person that will act, before she thinks, but she is not always like this. On very dangerous situations, she will think out before she acts upon them, so that way she doesn’t get seriously injured, or killed.

Raven is also generally happy, although she suffers from depression and gets depressed quite often, but she will not show this at all towards anyone. She hates it when people ask why she is sad, or angry since it makes her feel somewhat worse.

Raven is fairly quick to anger, and when she gets angry, she surprisingly doesn’t hit anyone. She just raises her voice, and then storms off to calm herself down. She likes to storm off since she will be on the verge of actually hitting someone, or something.

When she gets sad, she puts a fake smile on her face and pretends that she is fine, when there is really a ton of things wrong with her. She also hates it when people worry about her.


History/Biography: Raven grew up on Earth II. Around the time she was 10, her father had gotten killed in the last years of the war. This was very depressing for her and her family, and her mother went to the resort of killing herself since the depression was too much for her.

This left Raven and her younger sister. They lived with her friend for a while, until Raven was old enough to work, and pay for the bills of their old house. She also had enough money for a new guitar, and some cool headphones. She and her sister returned to the house a few months later, and Raven and her sister enrolled in a school. They did pretty good, getting good grades, but Raven was ignored in school by everyone, except for her close friend. Raven would often get depressed at school, and skip classes since she felt too sad to go.

After a while of skipping, the principal threatened to kick her out of school, and Raven did not want that at all. She promised to go to her classes, and try her best. She kept her promise, and she maintained her grades, and did not skip classes, even though it was hard for her not to sometimes.

After she moved up onto High School, her sister became very ill. She stayed home with her often, and cared for her as much as she could, but to Ravens horror her sister passed away. She buried her sister in the backyard, along with her favorite possessions since she couldn’t afford a funeral. Raven was very depressed after this, but she kept going to school and lived up to her promise.

After a few weeks, everyone ignored Raven, not even making eye contact with her, as if she was a ghost. She wasn’t bothered by this at all; she actually liked not having people bother her about things. When she heard about the Guardians, she wanted to join them. She was very fascinated while on the space ride there, and she thought that maybe, just maybe she could do something right for once. When Raven is on the battlefield, she is more of a tactic type of person, thinking something out, and then actually doing it, and that is probably her main strong point.

Additional notes: No sir. c:

'K. I think that's it. xD Now, please note: Darkie and I are procrastinators and most likely will NOT have profiles up for a while. x3 Him more so than me. xD Good day. Pip-pip. C:

This post has been edited by FangChan13: Dec 3 2010, 11:32 PM

[Judool]

I'd be interested. I really don't know what we could RP about, but fantasy sounds really nice to me. We could also do something pokémon related, but I personally think that would be last resort... |D

[Darkrow]

I'd be up to it too, but I'd probably need to be punted once in a while 'cause I'm lazy and forgetful. |D

[Shadow Dragon]

Hmmm

I could possibly join

Fantasy is normally my strong point,
Though I may end up getting kicked out do to not posting
Sigh
Lazy lazy me~

[LiteSpeed]

I'm good with alot of topics, but my writing nega-skills usually leads me to not be able to do more than a paragraph or so at a time. Also very active...

[sensiblesoap]

Hmm... Since I've gotten four replies, I think I'd like some RP samples maybe? (With the exception of Darkie, who I know can type a wall of text big enough to keep Hell in. O.O)

I might end up making it a small group.

[Huntress Wizard]

UH, can I also apply?

RP Sample:

A girl stood in the front of the boat, her eyes closed. Her long black hair waved behind her in the breeze as the boat rocked over the waves. A small smile played on her lips. Beside her, gripping the deck for dear life was a small Zigzagoon. It also had its eyes closed, but they were tighter, and more out of fear than relaxation.

Lily looked down at her Zigzagoon. "Jessie, if you hate the water so much, why don't you go in your pokeball?" she said softly. Jessie shook her head. "Zagoon!" she shouted over the wind. Lily sighed and turned back to the scenery. In the distance, she could just make out the snowy cap of a mountain, rising from the rather flat landscape. "Mt. Coronet..." she breathed. "It's so beautiful."

Her deep thoughts were interrupted by the crackle of the intercom: "Hello passengers, this is your captain speaking. Please secure your belongings as we are ten minutes away from port and do not wish to see any of you leave your precious cargo behind." She sighed and walked back to her seat, Jessie following resolutely. She grabbed her purple and red bag, and checked that everything was there. The bag looked hollow and empty, because it only held a few things.

She walked off the ship and accidentally bumped into an older boy. "Oh, e-excuse me," she stammered, before tilting her head down and walking quickly past him. She sighed and looked back up. Two trainers were battling and she stopped to watch. Jessie's tail started to wag. "No, Jessie, you know you're not good at battling," said Lily firmly.

[Judool]

Scarlett looked at the map. She had been traveling for a long time now. She had passed through a town, and then a few smaller towns. It was nice actually, seeing what life was live there. Since it was getting into the afternoon, Scarlett stopped to eat something. She was so hungry. Slash was hungry too, she could hear his stomach growling, or maybe it was just him complaining to himself.

Scarlett tore through her bag, and pulled out a bag of pretzels. She shoved a bag of pokémon food at Slash. He tore it from her grip and ate it greedily. once they were both done, Scarlett zipped her bag back up, and continued walking. "C'mon Slash..." She muttered, nodding her head forward. He snapped out of his trance, and ran to catch up with her.

After a while of walking, they came upon cycling road. 'Slateport is close... Maybe I can catch a boat out of this damn place...' She thought. She didn't have a bike, so she would have to go through the tall grass. Great. Scarlett sighed, and went through the grass. Her shackles rang slightly as she stepped over large clumps of grass. She heard pokémon skittering about.

After a few minutes of walking, and tripping, she was finally out of the grass. Slash was at her side within seconds. She saw Slateport, and smelled salt on the air from the ocean. She looked at Slash. "1... 2.... 3...!" She said, taking off at a full sprint. Scarlett loved to race Slash. They were pretty even when it came to running. She glanced over, and sure enough Slash was at her side.

He saluted to her, before dashing ahead on all fours. He then skidded to a stop in front of the town, and Scarlett came just seconds behind. "Nice..." She said, catching her breath. She noticed a few alleyways. She jogged over to them, and hopped up onto a trash can, and pulled herself up onto a ledge, and swung up onto a roof. She stood up at the top, viewing the town from above.

Slash came up behind her. "Zan." He said plainly. "This town... It's weird. Oh well." She said quietly, unzipping her backpack. She hadn't had a chance to play her violin yet, she actually hadn't been practicing much. She took the violin out of it's case, and she played a quiet rhythm on her violin, and the whole world abound her seemed to slow down as she played.

It calmed her mind, and made her feel.... Normal. She played a little bit faster and louder. She closed her eyes, and took in the sound of everything. To her, the only sound she heard was her violin. She stopped playing when Slash poked her on the shoulder. She jumped a little, and opened one eye. "What is it...?" She questioned quietly.

He pointed down to a group of adults and small children on the sidewalk below. They were all watching her, and it seemed as if they were in a trance. They seemed to snap out of it when she stopped playing, and they went back to their normal lives. 'Tch. Idiots. Mesmerized by an insane girl playing violin on a rooftop.' She thought.

She played her violin much quietly now, so only she, and Slash could hear it. She didn't want to be the focus of attention at all. And so what if sitting on a roof made her sort of suspicious, and drew a little attention? At least they didn't stare.

Scarlett put her violin back into its case, and she zipped her bag back up. "C'mon Slash. We might as well explore this... Town." She said bitterly. Scarlett jumped back down onto the ledge, and jumped onto the trashcan. Slash followed behind. Scarlett slung the bag over her shoulder, and walked out of the alleyway, her shackles clanking as she walked. She took one of the chains in her hand, and swung it around, making the air sort of whistle.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid... This town is so stupid...' She thought, getting her iPod out of her backpack, and turning it onto one of her favorite songs. She put the headphones on, and turned the volume all the way up. 'The only way I can drown out this pitiful place....' She thought, as a heavy guitar solo rang out.

Just thought I'd put it in a spoiler... c:

[Shadow Dragon]

For the most part, the drive was silent. At least, it wasn’t long. Soon enough, the busy style of Paris slowly faded. It now turned into a charming, quiet little part of town. Filled with old stone buildings, it was a secluded place, but near enough to the city. More resident buildings where here than shops. Then again, the only shops here were small, possibly even family owned. After a bit, the small limo finally came to a stop.

“Manque Laroque ? Nous sommes ici,” The driver spoke up, looking up from the road to the house they were stop in front of. It was like the rest – small, charming, and old fashion-looking . The windows where open, some had flowers and potted plants sitting on the windowsill.

“Ah ! Merci, merci,” Mother said, getting out of the car. Once out, she added, “Vous pouvez partir juste les sacs sur l'étape de devant pour nous. Nous les prendrons en.”

The driver only nodded in response, quiet as always. Ignoring that, though, Lance had gotten out too, following behind his Mother. But, he wasn’t exactly paying much attention to her or anyone else – simply, he was busy looking at the rest of the small neighborhood. Everything seemed so familiar – just like the neighborhood on the other side of France – but so very different.

“Nous permettre d'espérer que rien n'ait tort avec ce lieu. J'ai payé de bon argent pour le louer hors pour l'été,” Mother had spoken up, snapping Lance out of his thoughts. She was already to the door, fumbling around in her purse – the thing was rather large, it was no wonder that she kept on losing things.

“Ah ! Je l'ai trouvé !” She called out at last, holding up a small silver key, the only thing other than a white tag on its metal key ring. After a few moments of fumbling around with it again with the lock, it had finally opened.

“Ah! Enfin ! Chronométrer pour les vacances !~ “ She called out, pushed the door open. With a simple sigh, though, did her son follow her inside the rented house. Oh, how his mother could be at times…

There.
yaaay for French~

[sensiblesoap]

Roxxy: Uhhmm... I dunno. I'm deciding on whether it'll be a small group or not. If so, it would probably just be three people. But, yeah, I'll think about. Thanks for the sample.

Klowii: Ooh, awesomesauce. Yeah, I definitely like your sample. So, now, just to decide on small group or not? And if so, how many people? xD''

Shadow: Me no speakie. xD But, awesome. You guys are great.

This post has been edited by FangChan13: Nov 26 2010, 10:54 AM

[Judool]

Thanks. c:
I would be fine with a small group of maybe 3 or 4 people.

[LiteSpeed]

Skye woke up to a jolt. He noticed that everyone was running indoors, and his horsea had been pulling his shirt. Looking around, everything seemed a blur other than the ship. A voice rang out from speakers, "Everyone just shuddup and get in your cabins! We have to make an... emergency... landing in Slateport!" The voice sounded harsh, but Skye followed the orders. "Pft. He couldn't even get it righ. The guy was in a panic. He meant docking."

A few minutes later, the ship stopped.

After finally getting off the ship, Skye figured he'd have to start out in Slateport. Walking towards the edge of the city, he looked back to see a kid racing his bike around the town, towards where he was. Skye stepped to the right before he continued walking, so the kid wouldn't hit him. So far, the mainland was already much more different than the boring island he had lived on most of his life. Thinking, Skye ralized that the ship was going suspiciously fast, even for an emergency docking. Shrugging it off, Skye looked up at the old, broken down cycling road. "Wonder what it looked like before it was abandoned..." he said, walking past the entrance.





Like said before, I'm not good at super long stuff, but I'm good with a variety of topics and am fairly active.

[kyuudos]

Is it too late to say I would join a Private RP with you?

And if not...

"I'm telling you! There's some creepy stuff happening in that room!" "Nonsense! It's all part of your imagination! And I'll prove it!" "Fine! Mabey then, you'll believe me!" "I highly doubt it."
The bickering seemed to last for hours, as the two dark shapes talked back and forth in the shadows of the hallway, next to a small white door. Finally, one of the men, Robert Randel Mackey, put his hand to the doorknob.
"I'm gonna go in this room and prove to you, and everyone else, that this room is not haunted." He whispered under his breath, turning the knob and walking into the room.
It was a small space, nothing else was in here except for an old desk with a dirty mirror. Dead roses lay on the ground, as did an old empy make-up bag.
Robert stood near the door looking around the room until his eyes came upon a small white piece of paper on the small wooden desk.
Slowly, he walked over and picked it up, turning it over to see a message in neat and small handwriting.


Dear Reader,

As you may already know, I took my life today in the year of 1955.
I have slipped poison into my father's drink, as well as my own.
But I assure you, that I will not leave this forsaken place until I am reunited with my lover.
I shall not go to the hands of Satan without company.
When you find my body, as well as this letter, all I could ask of you is to not worry, and to burry me on the hill.
That small little hill just a little way off from here, overlooking this little building. This little cursed place.
I shall not leave, no.
And whoever is reading this now, I hope you will understand my actions.
The year 1955. I am dead. And I am five months pregnaut.

~Johanna


"Hey Robert? You okay?" Robert turned slowly, seeing his friend standing in the doorway with a worried look on his face. "Yeah. I'm fine." He muttered, folding the piece of paper into a small little square before putting it safely in his pocket. "Did anything... strange happen?" The other man asked quietly. Robert snorted. "Of course not. Everything is just that same as it was in 1955. No ghosts." He scoffed, and walked out the door.
Not hearing any footsteps behind him, he quietly sang to himself, letting the words echo through the hall.

"Johanna, Johanna. Where are you now? Could it be, you're still here somehow?"

This post has been edited by TehHuntress: Nov 26 2010, 04:30 PM

[sensiblesoap]

Lite: Thank you for your sample.

Kyuu: Kyuu, I'd loove to RP with you, but I'm getting a lot of replies to this. Would you like to have a separate private RP? Also, I find your sample very interesting. xD''

Also, on a side note: Saying you're 'quite active' or whatever isn't what's getting me. Honestly, someone who's on a whooole lot tends to post a lot more. So, if you have two members that are veeery active (on most of the day), those two might continue to RP without the rest of us, eliminating my whole purpose of keeping a lot of people out of an RP. My 'purpose' is, if you haven't noticed, keeping a lot of post that don't include other people's characters, which, yes, has happened to me before.

Alright. So, I'm looking for people that actually look back on threads and reply to stuff. So, if you're interested in joining, and have posted an RP sample(unless you're Darkie), reply wiiith.... the name of some Pokemon. ^^''

This post has been edited by FangChan13: Nov 26 2010, 04:37 PM

[Judool]

Gardevoir! 8D

[kyuudos]

Umbreon :U

[sensiblesoap]

Klowii: Awesome! You're in. By the way, is your online status hidden? xD

Kyuu: C: Mkayy. You're in. Welcome, Kyuu~!

Another Note-thing: If another person says a Pokemon's name (and I liked their RP sample) within the next... Uhm... two hours(?) they'll be our last member. But, if not, it's just us. C:

[Judool]

Yay! 8D
And yes, I am logged in as anonymous. c:
I can lurk threads easier this way. That way people can't stalk me down on my profile. c:

This post has been edited by A Klowii: Nov 26 2010, 04:57 PM

[Darkrow]

Mawile.

If I count. XD

[sensiblesoap]

Klowii: Muaha. xD People stalk profiles? o.o *has never been stalked* xD

By the way, I love the quote-thing in your sig. >:D xD

Darkie: Of course you count! xD

Alright. So, that's enough. x3 It's between the following members:

TehHuntress (Kyuu)
A Klowii
Darkrow
FangChan13 (Yes, I did include myself in a list. Lists make me feel special. xD)

This post has been edited by FangChan13: Nov 26 2010, 05:07 PM