Ok this is a game my friends use to do on another forum till it got hacked and destoryed XO Here is an example of what it was

I dont know if this will work because there are so many people or if anyone even wants to do it, but im throwing this idea out into the open and see what happens!

Ex:
Name: Eagle Warrior
Age: 21
Physical Description: I am medium of height, strong muscular, a tanish tone of skin, sandy light hair that almost covers my eyes.
Clothing: All black kavalir armor that is flexable, hooded black jacket that keeps the warmth in and cold out. Worn black army boots and thin gloves
Weapons: A standerd pistol with bullets tipped with taflon, a couple frags and smoke screens, an assault rifle with an attacment that is used for shorter ranged sniping, two standard issue army knives one up each sleeve for easy use, some medic supplies
Brief Background: I was born in germany. Raised and breed in the german army I became the top of my class. I was one of the best snipers and came in seconds in knife and body defense and offense. As I grew up I decided to become a hired mercanary. My first job was to take out the criminal activity in Moscow. I am currenly in Moscow trying to get ride of the criminal acitivity and gangs. It is hard because they are well armed and there seems to be a LOT of them. I called in a few friends for support and I was able to convince (whoever joins! )

Background for story:

It was a cold winter night. The moon was nowwhere to be seen as snow drifted down through the city softly caresing each and every building. Traffic and city light tried to cut through the snow, but to no avail. It was coming down so fast that vehicles had to stop in the middle of the streets due to accidents. People, their hoods up and hand in coat pockets, hurried through the city towards their homes hoping to be warmed up by a crackling fire or a turned up furnace. As the blizzard wore on the streets became empty. People had found their way home and the cars had mostly cleared the streets. Suddenly, a gun shot cracked through the air, causing snow to cascade down from roof tops and lampposts. Another gun shot eachoed in return as a window shattered from the impact of the bullets. Suddenly, there was a firefight in the middle of the street. Gun blazed and even a couple of gernades where hurled through the snow, causing a great amout of damage. As the firefight wore on a lone figure, hiding in a allyway, clicked on his radio. "Eagle Warrior to base, Eagle Warrior to base, come in base." "Roger Eagle Warrior what is the situation?" "We got another firefight on 11th street. I will need backup." "Roger Eagle Warrior, backup will be on its way. They will be in your area in about five mintues. Stay out of contact till support arrives," Roger base, over and out." Putting the radio back into its holder Eagle Warrior slipped back into the shadows. "They will be here any minute now," though Eagle Warrior as he settled back to wait, watching the firefight rage on.

(this is where other join in as the reenforcements)

Anyway that is an example if anyone wants to do and not do this one just create a new thread and type out the story and stuff.

Name: Cadc
Age: 19
Physical Description: 6'3", Great endurance, smooth skin, dark tan, long black hair, experienced
Physical Description 2: (Soul of a Black Dragon-aka "Evil Cadc")- Increased endurance, Great Strenght, even longer hair, dark eyes
Clothing: Farely new leather Jacket, Jean pants, Dog Tags, black leather gloves, and Army Boots
Weapons: Broad Sword (Dark Energy Spheres) (Dark Flaming broad sword) (Black Sonic Slash)
Background Information: native origen=Mexico, Trained in various art of Self Deffence and Sword styles. His military record remains comfidential, but has proven to be a very skilled Vet. Close combat is his style. We've yet to understand the origens of his alter ego, an evil spirit lurks within him, if he's greately angered, somehow outmatched, he will tap into his anger, and release this evil spirit, who will temporarily take possession of Cadc until the threat is no longer existant.

Chhhhh.... Cadc Here, I'm within visual range of the fire, I shall proceede into town. Awaiting your orders General... Cadc over and out...

U guys better be kidding about the weapons lol...or atleast u eagle warrior cuz I can tell cadc is kidding

Bloop? 19 years, 5ft11
thin blonde, grey eyes, impressive thighs
seeks similar male or female for some 'good times'
Likes bicycles and grease...

Hope to speak soon, x

Last edited: Friday, October 27, 2006 at 1:42:28 PM

^ um did u say male or females?

^ u think I'm kidding?

And...

Whose kidding? Lol B)

And yes, hand drawn by me B)

Here's my gallery B)

[edit] dang it, forgot to log off this account again, sry, but this is Cadc ;)

Last edited: Friday, October 27, 2006 at 3:53:51 PM

You make some awsome pics... Very much my style

^ Why Ty! XD

Name: DJ Edgy
Age: 14
Character's physical description: Evil/shady-looking, face constantly shaded by dark-blue sweatshirt. Relatively tan, black forelocks hanging threateningly out from hood.
Character's alternate physical description (maybe for a more WoW-styled RPG, which this clearly isn't. Just forget it.)
Weapons: Razor-sharp CDs to throw; air rifle outfitted to advance clips automatically.
Background: Saw that dialog box on your screen that said "All you base are belong to us!" a few seconds ago? That was him. A l33t h4x0r that hates l33t5p34k, he can force his way into the tightest-locked FreeBSD system, and look evil doing it. Even though he would appear to belong in the 'noc more than the battlefield, he can hold his own with blood to spare, and can snipe from 100 yards with his air rifle- and, more importantly, not yell out "OMGOMGOMGOMG LOLZ PWNED LOLOLOLOLOLOL IT TICKLES". If your buddy's down, run like hell.
*chkkk* Will you be needing the rooftop man-in-the-shadows, Eagle? Over...
*chkkk* Sure, but bring your laptop; they're IM-ing each other. Over.
*chkkk* Skype is supposed to be unbreakably encrypted. Let's see if that's true... Think "DVD Jon" meets the NSA. Over.

Name: Preadator Skye
Age: 18
Characters Physical Description
Weapons: 2 swords, hand blades, kunai, Souped Up Car , Rocket Blasting Macine Gun With Auto Changing Clips, Sniping Aimer, And Some Jetpack Shoes
BackGround Info: born in the age of X-Men, this superwoman has the psychic powers of Jeane Grey and the bones and healing power of wolverine. Along with that, she has the ability to permenantly steal Powers from any type of creature. She fled N.Y.C. All the way to Washington D.C. Where she joined up with the Presidints hidden guard. Then she left there when the workers found out about her powers. Then she met DJ Edgy, Bloop, Cadc and Eagle warrior, they are the only ones who know of her secret

Ok, I didn't realise it was a secret, but I'll be careful not to tell anyone about your recurring projectile-diahorrea, I know it's a little embarassing. Your secret is safe with me

Lol

^^ Lmao XD

Ok I JUST HAD 2 POST!!!!! I was reading through the post and I came upon this thread which I made. I just wnat to know why eveyone is making characters and not playing the game lolz? And what does this mean Bloop, Cadc and Eagle warrior, they are the only ones who know of her secret?? What secert %) I wana know I Wana know!

><> Eagle <><

EDIT: AND ALSO AWSOME DRAWING GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last edited: Wednesday, November 01, 2006 at 5:13:06 PM

^ it would help if we knew where it was

Know where it was??.... Umm its right here! All you really have to do is start your character in the story above and post your part of it and interace with people. Then other people will post thier own story and add on their adventrues in yours.

Example (very short one)

Drawing a rocket blasting machine gun I crepted forward keeping out of sight as I inched my way towards the open door. Sliding my back against the cold hard stone wall, of the 3 story building, I took a quick peak around the corner. Standing with his back to me, typing on a laptop, was one of the most feared criminal masterminds alive.

Somone else

As I watche the mastermind criminal type on his keyboard I noticed a glint of metal out of the corner of my eye. Slowly, I let one of my eyes drift over to another corner of the building I was in and noticed somone peaking around the corner. "It seems somoneelse has taken interest in Falidno," I amused as I continued to obsever the criminal. Suddenly, as if he sensed he was being watched, Falidno closed his laptop and drew a pistol. He started over to where our strange visitor had been. Thinking quickly, I decided to help him out. "Maybe, just maybe he is on our side," I thought as I drew my own sofphisticated (cant spell) pistol.

So you go on like that and if you play make sure its long so we dont have a ton of posts HINT HINT EAGLE! :S im sorry! I just post a lot! = ( anyway so if you do just start with the story I typed out or start in your won place and come to that city so we all on the same page....u really should play u guys DID make characters.. XD

EDIT: so we dont get confused and eveyone start posting thier storyed if you want to play pls just say ME! And then once after like 2 days we can start if we got anyone 2 play! Then we can start posting our stories! O and when I post...THERE LONG! Cuase I like listeing 2 music and typing out my storie!!!!!!!!!!!! Man I luv this kinda rpgs SO SIGN UP! Also..

What is this!!! Bloop, Cadc and Eagle warrior, they are the only ones who know of her secret
Plese somone tell me!

Last edited: Thursday, November 02, 2006 at 12:54:01 PM

...What about people who've already added their descriptions and such? Do we have to state the obvious again?

O defintally not!! All you got guys got to do is say count me in! Then once we have everyone who wants to join we will start the rgp! I prob will post first my next story part and everyone follows!

Eagle

Name: Jedirieb(SA)
Age: 14
Physical Description: Almost 6 feet, medium build, 145 pounds, brownish hair, blue-green eyes.
Clothing: Jedi robe, with utility belt on the inside, and whatever undergarments I choose. XD
Weapons: Double-bladed lightsaber, phaser.
Transportation:
-Ground transport - Light tank equipped with speedy bullets, and area effects for "show".
-Air/Space transport - USS Enterprise, equipped with proton torpedo launchers, anti-grav weaponry, and new matter-antimatter beams.
Background: As a youngster at 5, I was sent to the Jedi academy. After surpassing all the Masters by age 7, I enrolled myself into the programming school of professional hacking. By age 12, I had hacked into my current transports, and have an android crew. My air/space transport is also the home base of the SA.

To continue the story...: "General Eagle, this is your only warning. Surrender your troops, or be blasted apart like a house on top of a (fragile) glass box." Your move, "general" *snicker* *snicker* XD

^ lolz! Haha my extreme ninja skilz will make sure that doesnt happen! Also if you want to join please say you do. So if you do jed just say yes or whatever so I know! Thanks

Eagle

P.S. I plan to close this RPG umm....this saturday! So if you wana join just post you do and then this saturday I will close to all who can join and post my the first threat! It will come after the backgrounds stuff. You can be the reenforements or you can just be somone who comes into the city or whatever. YOU CAN EVEN BE THE BADGUY! We need one of those! =D.

Rulz

1. No short posts! (I dont have a prob with that when it comes 2 story tellen! XD )

2. No flaming or harrassing or bad language or arguing! If you need 2 say something about what is going on post it with your story just under it so we dont have posts between story lines!

3. Realistic! If you are shot your are shot! Dont say like.... I DOGGED 60 BULLETS FROM THE MACHINE GUN 2 FEET FROM ME!!!!!!!! :'( ;) XD

Anymore rulz I missed?

Are you kidding me? I AM THE "BADGUY", fool! ;)

P.S. I take it you refuse to retreat? * :P *

=D Yep anyways pls knowbody post after this unless you wana join the rpg and read the rules ^^ Thanks! It will just keep everything orderly and I will post the list of people who have joined!

List of People Who Joined

Eagle Warrior
Teenskye:TSK:TC2
Jedirieb (SA)
Cadc (SA) (Leader)

Last edited: Thursday, November 02, 2006 at 6:42:56 PM

I am the mutant badguy!!!!

Euurrgghh!!!

Well eagle, techically, if u drop off u'r description and are in the story line, soesn't that count as joining this rpg? ;)

^ I agree.

Btw, my official position is commander of the Federation/Imperial/Droid/Jedi Empire. My position in accordance with alliance with whomever will change over time. Right now, I am officially neutral, waiting for Teenskye's mutant forces to be wiped out. Thank you. ;)

Well ya lolz but I want to make sure eveyone is joining I dont know if they just did it for fun B) so I guess that means your joining!

Ok guys we got more people! Keep them coming if your coming! Remember

"They will be here any minute now," thought Eagle Warrior as he settled back to wait, watching the firefight rage on.

(this is where other join in as the reenforcements)

You can either be

My reenforcements
Neutral and join later
or the bad guys

If you have any ideas on changeing the current storyline then just ask and ill prob do it!

Summary if you didnt read it:

The city of (whatever) is under gang rule and I and whoever wants to join me are trying to take them out! There are the bad guys which is currenly played by Teenskye:TSK:TC2 and Jedirieb (SA) is on anyone side it will change also Cadc (SA) (Leader) from his previous post is on my side! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! XD

Last edited: Thursday, November 02, 2006 at 6:45:31 PM

*Blows up half of everyone's forces by suicide bombers. However, the bombers are smart (andriods), so they jump out right before the crash (approximately 2.3 seconds) and carry on their second part: Hacking your computer. They then hi-jack 10 of your best 1-man fighters, and fly back to my ship, leaving a 10 minute (10 min.= 1 day in forum time) self-destruct in all your computers. Good luck! (muahahaha)*

Translation:

This looks fun. Try to play the game guys instead of pranksting around. ;)

^ what he said! :'( ;) comon guys you all got only till saturday to sign up! Everyone who made their characters if you want to play just post you do so I know before saturday ends sometime.

*You see, what looks like, a motorcycle with 20 people stacked on it, for a millisecond, then its gone, no chance of following it*
I have revealed my secret and everyone knows about it now, hahahahah!

Ok Ill play im just going along with that 1 u made

Okay, I'll start by umounting the self-destruct charges in the computers. They're SCSI-powered, so they're now disabled.I still have no idea where in the comps they are, though...

Hmm, too bad the comps are temporarily disabled due to disabling the charges (except ^'s army's computers, because ^ actually disabled them). You must wait _ _ _ _ days to use them again (note: the person to accurately guess what goes in the blank on their first guess will not have to wait any time. Anyone who guesses "one" or "two" will have to wait ten or twenty days, respectively).

@Eagle: Maybe you might want to make this into a seperate website/forums, to give it a broader expansion than just one forum thread here. Just a thought.

Last edited: Friday, November 03, 2006 at 4:22:26 PM

That is a good idea. I did have one of these before, but somone destroyed it XO I think I will make a sepreate website and you guys can start your own rpgs and just leave this for referance 2 the site and ect.

Think Tanks Role Playing Game Well here it is! Enjoy! Anyone can join the rpgs, but if there like in a lot of process and the story is long pls dont join that one! Also again anyone can make thier own rgps! Here is the formt

First thread is Background

Second thread is Sign up!

Last thread it the offical rpg playing!

P.S. If you want to start another rpg besides city gang just prv me and I will create another topic for it please dont create a rpg in another rpg or the general thingy! Thanks!

Edit: I have come thought of another rpg we all could get invovled in! Its the beginning of a story I am writing currely like 50 pages long XD and I thought the beginning could be a rpg that we could play! Its a fantasy so we could have on of those! I want to take a vote on it! If you want to or not

Here she is! Yes I know it is LONG! And if you dont want to take the time and read it vote NO its ok u wont hurt my feelings! And then ill just create a shorter version of a fantasy or someone else can! XD

The harsh sun beat down creating a forest of deep shadows. Forest creatures of all species dozed in the shade trying to escape the heavy heat that seemed to choke the forest of all life. Nothing moved except for the occasional breeze that stroked the forest creating slight movement among the forest creatures. Suddenly, a flurry of birds burst out from under the cover of trees into the clear open sky. A red-tailed fox poked its nose from out of its burrow wondering what had disturbed its midday rest. Glancing around it noticed a girl elf running desperately through the undergrowth. She was dressed in a slightly loose green tunic with dark leather boots that had obviously been through tough times. Strange symbols were still evident on her tunic, despite its tattered appearance. There was a leather sheath, which contained an elvish dagger, grasping doggedly to her side. Her medium black hair streamed behind her like snakes reaching for their prey. She constantly glanced behind her as if something or someone was chasing her. The fox knew that there were many strange unsavory characters that inhabited these woods so with a flick of its red bushy tail, the fox disappeared back into its hole not wanting to be involved and anxious to continue its midday rest. Katina’s bare feet pounded against the forest floor. Brush snagged her tunic as she feverishly pushed it aside, neglecting the new wounds that opened on her already torn skin. Absentmindedly, she wiped the never-ending stream of sweat out of her swollen eyes as she glanced behind her to see if her pursuers where still on her trail. She could still hear them in her ears, the steady thump of the Elite Ork Archer’s feet and the fizzle of the dark magic that emitted from an unknown evil and powerful creature controlled by a dark lord named Moratan. Its name was known only as, The Nameless One.
“AAAA!” cried Katina as she ran into a thorn bush.
Blood seeped out of her newly formed gashes and old bruises were torn open by the claw-like thorns.
“When will these cursed woods end?” thought Katina as she finally torn her self-free and continued straight into another thick patch of brush.
“Ork’s bones!” Katina cursed as she clawed her way through the clinging brush and burst into the open.
Flinging herself onto a grassy cliff that jutted out forming into a gorge, Katina quickly held her breath and listened for the familiar beating of feet or the fizzle of dark magic. When it was evident that her pursuers were not in the immediate vicinity, Katina allowed only a small sigh to escape, knowing that her pursuers were not far behind.
“I will only take a quick rest” Katina thought to herself as she absentmindedly patted the pouch the precious dragon egg was contained in.
Her hasty entrance had startled a family of deer that had been grazing calmly until now. With a quick sniff into the air, the family vanished like smoke into the woods as if they knew danger was fast approaching. As Katina’s body strained to cool down, she, for the first time, examined her surroundings. In front of her, a massive river was surging forward tipping over the gorge creating a breathtaking waterfall. Mist shot forward sprinkling droplets of water on Katina cooling her down and somewhat reviving her spirits. On the other side of the gorge the forest was spread out into another thick blanket of vast green foliage.

“Like I said before, when will these accursed woods end?” grumbled Katina.
As she lay on the ground, her thoughts turned back to when this whole mess was born. It all started about four and a half years ago. I was young and filled with hopes of excitement and adventure. Little did I know that the enlisting poster I held for the UFAE, United Forces against Evil, would certainly give me my adventure and much, much more! Filled with promises of valuable rewards and extreme adventure I foolishly left my dear parents and headed straight toward my doom. When I arrived I was instantly thrown into difficult exercises. They ranged from physical fitness to knowledge of magic. In about two days, there were only ten of us left that qualified for the making of a special elite team. Our unlucky opponents were promptly sent to the regular military to train for the normal jobs, guard patrols, escorting, catching criminals, and so on. The only ones who made it out of the batch of five hundred were five girls, including me, and five boys, all elves. We each had the different talents, but everyone shared two of the same qualities, foolish and adventurous. Our instructions gave us each a contract that we eagerly signed with magic. This signed our doom, officially. A magical signature holds you to the contract and if you resist, well…it will kill you. Therefore, our training began. Four years of extreme training can break the weaknesses of spirits, but we thrived off it in friendship and complete cooperation. Our training consisted in the art of high-level magic, stealth, archery, physical abilities, and hand and sword combat. We were transformed from young ignorant elves to a deadly weapon. This marked the time for our first and last official mission. Our mission was to infiltrate Moratan’s fortress and steal the last dragon egg known to elves. The only details provided to use was where they thought the dragon egg was hidden. No information on what kind of creatures we could meet, where the magical traps were placed and most important, the layout of the fortress. We spent three months traveling and scouting out the border of the barren land. It was completely swamp all the way up to the main gate of the fortress. The ork guards could see anything that crosses the whole swamp and this created a slight technical difficulty, but we were able to join a supply run acting as mercenaries looking for a job. Once we reached the fortress we had to put up a complex spell to fool the guards into thinking we were who we claimed to be. We spend a couple days learning the layout of the fortress and were the magical traps were located, meant to take care of people like us. We were experts; we knew what we were doing! As the days wore on the guards became suspicious. We had to use more spells to quench their curiosity, even a couple of “accidents” took place. You know a knife in the back or somehow a guard accidentally falls off the fortress wall. Finally, we were able to locate a hidden hallway deep in the interior of the fortress. It was heavily guarded and we though this must be the hallway in which the dragon egg was contained. We planned to take it the next day. We were preparing in our room when our magic cover was shattered. Somehow, someone had broken through our disguises. The fight for our lives broke out in complete chaos! We quickly organized a fighting stance and worked our way toward the secret hallway. Using magic, rooms, and hallways, we were able to make it through the fortress and into the hallway. One by one our comrades bravely fell all too quickly. Luckily, our information was correct and we were able to battle into the room containing the dragon egg. Suddenly, in a shock of dismay, my best friend and I realized we were the only ones left. She did something that I regret to this day, I did not do. Lashing out with a powerful and complex spell, she hurled all the ork and goblin soldiers into the air, guiding magical darts into their heads, and hurling them at their comrades massing at the entrance. With almost all of her stamina gone she stumbled toward the pedestal with me supporting her and keeping the enemies at bay. Grabbing the dragon egg she sprung an extremely powerful magical trap. Only her fast thinking saved our lives. She was barely able to raise a magical barrier when the traps black tentacles shattered it, but in the process destroying the deadly trap, rendering it useless Katina sighed as she shifted her position remembering the last time she saw her best friend. Weakened by the constant use of magic and the fierce fighting, my friend was in no condition to teleport to safety. Grabbing me, she thrusted the egg into my magically concealed pouch and ordered me to teleport. Knowing my duties I teleported without hesitation with the knowledge that I would never see her again. The last I saw of her was her kneeling down and the elegant weaving of her elvish blade. With a grim satisfaction I completed the spell images of orks and goblins dying by her blade and blood streaked walls vanished. Either it was the mist or it was tears forming in my eyes at the memory of my best friend and comrades.
“I think its tears, I’m tough, but not that tough,” Katina whispered through a tear streaked face. Anger started to boil in Katina’s chest.
“I will kill all of them if it’s the last thing ill do!” swore Katina in a grim determined voice. Hearing a twig crack behind her Katina flew to her feet and whirled around at the ready, hand reaching for her dagger. Katina slowly raised her hands above her head as she sized up the situation in a blink of an eye. Katina knew that she would have to use all her training to get out of this one. Cold sweat started to dribble down the back of her neck. Despite the suns warmth chills rippled up and down the back of her spine. Only her training kept her from fainting in sheer terror. Ten Elite Ork Archers had surrounded her in a semi-circle. To her back was the gorge and the waterfall, there was no escape. Before she could reach for her dagger, the Elite Ork Archers split in half allowing a dark ominous figure to hover its way through; The Nameless One. It was dressed in a midnight black cloak. Its soft red eyes were aglow from underneath its hood, as they seemed to burn right through her. Its eyes dropped and instantly revealed the concealed pouch. Katina could feel the black magic radiate off it like the sun’s heat on the hottest day. When it spoke, it was like a wisp of wind in your ear, but in complete control.
Reaching out its concealed hand it said only two worlds, “You lose.”
Katina did not know it was possible, but its eyes turned a dark black with red outlining its pupils. This is the way The Nameless One smiles. A smile of sheer evil pleasure. As Katina’s hand slowly made its way toward the dragon egg her mind was racing for a solution to her deadly situation.
“I don’t have enough energy to teleport and if I try fighting my way out...well ten black arrows protruding from my chest isn’t always a pleasant thought,” Katina concluded as her mind raced for the answer.
As her hand was about to curl around the dragon egg her agile mind found the solution. Hand already near her elvish dagger, Katina’s wrist flicked the blade with only the slightest movement into the nearest Elite Ork Archer’s chest. As it squealed in pain, the other Elite Ork Archer’s and The Nameless One’s eyes were lost to the scene for a split second. This short distraction was enough time for Katina to execute her desperate plan. Every elf child is born linked to its own special animal. This animal can represent one of many different aspects of their lives. Either it’s their personality, a talent they possess, their family’s position in society, or their gender. Katina’s special animal is a leopard. It reflects the quickness on her feet, as she had always been the faster runner in her community to the envy of everyone. As Katina pictured the leopard in her head the Elite Ork Archer’s eyes had recovered from staring the deathly scene. Raising their ork bows, the Elite Ork Archers readied themselves, black arrows tightening against bowstrings. The Nameless One’s eyes, which had only flickered over the scene, had drawn two wickedly curved scimitars as if it knew that this elf girl would put up a fight. Sensing that the elf was conjuring up a spell, it lunged forward, scimitars glinting in the sun. Katina barley dodged the first strike when her spell was initiated. Her body liquefied and smoothly flowed into the form of a leopard. It was all complete in two valuable seconds. The Nameless One had back flipped in one fluent movement bringing down the scimitars where the elf had just been. The instant Katina had transformed into her new form she had leaped over the gorge, orange spotted fur aglow in the fading sun. Landing on the other side Katina dug claws into the soft grass propelling herself into the relative safety of the woods.
“That was too close,” thought Katina as she dodged trees and bramble patches.
On the other side of the gorge The Nameless One’s eyes had turned from their black and red color to bright red marked with fury. Ordering one of the Elite Ork Archers to fire after the elf, it silently engraved a spell into the arrow. Knowing that the arrow would find its mark, it ordered the Elite Ork Archers to follow the fleeing elf. Running into the woods they barley registered that they had been teleported over the gorge. They are the elite and their motto is “Carry out the orders and you will live.” Still standing where it had failed to wound the elf, The Nameless One‘s robes flapped around it from the slight breeze that perforated through the woods. Scimitars still in hand, they pointed down at angle toward the ground. Its eyes had turned once again back to its black eyes and red outlined pupils.
As it stood there the red outlining in its eyes seemed to glow stronger as if to whisper menacingly into the air, “Run little elf, enjoy the last hour of your life.”
Katina’s legs were a blur. Even though her leopard form seemed to have unlimited endurance, running at a constant high speed in a forest environment was taking its toll.
“NOOO!” Katina’s mind screamed as a black arrow slammed into her side! She had known The Nameless One had enchanted the arrow with trueflight and poisoned it with black magic. She had desperately tried to think of the counterspell, but the hectic sprint had taken all her concentration.
“Curse you!” Katina roared in leopard speech as she was hurled through bushes and bramble patches, finally come to a rest upside an oak tree.
Instantly the spell was broken and her leopard form dissolved back into her original elf form. The black arrow’s shaft had snapped away leaving the head remaining buried deep into her left shoulder. The arrowhead disintegrated allowing black magic to enter her body, which rapidly found its way into her bloodstream starting with her left arm. It felt like her arm was about to explode as shearing pain raced up and down her arm. Her mind started to slip as the black magic tried to shut down her magical ability.
“I don’t want to be turned into a formless puddle of mush,” thought Katina in increasing panic as she frantically shifted her position allowing her right hand to rest lightly on the wound. Calling up the counterspell Katina started to extract the deadly poison which had made its way into the upper part of her chest and was rapidly working downward. The poison twisted and frothed out of her wound, landing on the forest floor. Luckily, it had not seeped too far, for if it had, she would have had used the last of her reserved energy to extract the deadly poison. Knitting the wound closed, Katina sat up and watched the poison bubble and froth on the forest floor. The plants that it had touched instantly died as the poison slowly faded away. Standing up, Katina examined her surroundings. The sun had curved its way across the sky and was now setting in the distance. Forest life was in its closedown mode as creatures of all species settled down for the night. Birds were quieting their young, squirrels rushing to their burrows with the last runs supply of acorns, and a howl in the distance told a story of a lone wolf’s life.
“If I had stayed home my life would also have been peaceful and I would have friends that would be alive,” whispered Katina to herself as anger, from the gorge, rose up from deep within her chest toward those who had taken her friends and almost her own life. Suddenly, a black arrow erupted through the trees in front of her and headed straight toward her face. Only her quick reflexes saved her life once again. Diving to the side, she was able to avoid the deadly arrow which had buried itself deep into a birch tree and fortunately, not her head. Finishing her dive with a roll, Katina leapt to her feet as she withdrew two daggers from the folds of her tunic. These daggers were small and light, made for the purpose of assassination.
“These will do just fine,” though Katina as she sidestepped behind a giant oak tree. Peaked around the corner, Katina watched with hawk-like eyes for her tormentors. Scanning the forest she noted each position of the nine Elite Ork Archers.
“Orks are not first-class at hiding, even for an elite,” Katina silently snickered to herself as she stealthily slipped between the trees and ended up behind the nearest Elite Ork Archer. He was standing stock still in a clump of bushes staring at where he thought she was trying his best to look professional. With a quick flick of her wrists, she ended his pitiful life then dissolved back into the forest as if she had never existed. As Katina gradually made her way toward the next Elite Ork Archer’s position, she suddenly felt the presence of The Nameless One. The same chills up and down her spine and the burning eyes all told the same story: it was here! Whirling around on the balls of her feet, Katina brought up her daggers realizing that these blades were nothing in comparison to the immense scimitars The Nameless One possessed.
“This is it,” thought Katina as her body started to shake despite her training.
Sensing what was about to happen the Elite Ork Archers hastened out of their hiding places and surrounded the fighting pair, arrows taunt on bowstrings. With a flick of one of its scimitars, The Nameless One signaled for the Elite Ork Archers to hold their ground. Eyeing one another, elf and nameless started to weave in and out of the trees waiting for an opening.
“It’s playing with me like a cat with its mouse,” thought Katina as her body gave another shudder. “Back home when my I would see a cat playing with its prey I thought it was funny. Now I know what it feels like.”
Suddenly The Nameless One struck, crossing its scimitars it went for Katina’s chest. Sidestepping, Katina barley avoided the deadly blades as they curved to meet her elusion. Backing up Katina realized that she would have to trick The Nameless one into turning its back if she ever wanted a chance to strike. A quick glance behind her verified that there was enough room on the oak tree to plant both feet on its trunk and that one observation almost cost her life. The Nameless One swung one scimitar forward aimed toward Katina’s chest. Still in the momentum of the swing, it curved around bringing the other scimitar with it nicking Katina’s chest. A red spot appeared on Katina’s tunic and started to spread as The Nameless One continued to curve its way around in a full circle. She didn’t even notice the seeping blood as she initiated her desperate plan.
“Stupid move,” thought Katina as she backflipped, bringing her feet around until they rested on the oak tree’s trunk then gave a powerful thrust propelled herself forward over The Nameless One’s head. Tree meet feet, feet tree,” thought Katina mirthlessly as she concentrated on The Nameless One’s next move. The Nameless One had finished its rotation around, scimitars seeking its prey, just as Katina’s feet had meet the tree. Eyes the situation in a blink of an eye, The Nameless One brought the scimitars above its head creating two ugly gashes from Katina’s waist to her foot. Luckily, they only drew blood and didn’t cut any vital areas. Katina almost lost control as her body hurdled toward the ground screaming in pain. He training was the only variable that allowed her to endure the increasing pain. Putting it to the back of her mind Katina was able to whip one of the daggers into the unprotected back of The Nameless One just before impact with the ground. Using her arms, Katina then was able flip herself back onto her feet and start to turn back toward The Nameless One. In two quick secessions, The Nameless One brought one of its scimitars over its shoulder and deflected the harmless fly into a patch of thorns as it turned propelling the other scimitar straight towards Katina’s chest. Sideflipping, Katina barely evaded the deadly missile as the loss of blood was making her head dizzy and her legs were starting to shake. Suddenly, it curved around heading straight toward her back. “Curse your magic!” screamed Katina as she jumped up grabbing a branch in one hand and pulling her body high enough to barley avoiding the scimitar as it curved around and made its way back to its master. The branch Katina had been using suddenly broke. As Katina fell she continued to cures The Nameless One and at the same time wishing she had enough strength to use magic.” If I was at full strength you would be goblin dung!” spat Katina as she rolled out of the fall barley evading The Nameless One and ending up on the other side of it. Twisting around The Nameless One continued to press its attack shattering any more possible chances offense to a constant and deadly dance of defense. Scimitars and dagger flashed in the dying sun as the two deadly dancing partners weaved in and around trees and bushes, blades clashing, steel vs. Steel. Katina’s one dagger and her tired body was no match for The Nameless One. Blocking, weaving, and fighting took its toll on Katina. Her reserved energy was about to end as The Nameless One’s scimitars, weaving one final deadly pattern, found their mark. Falling forward to her knees, Katina’s daggers dropped out of her shaking hands which immediately fell to her chest trying to stop the flow of life from leaving her body. Looking around for the last time Katina’s eyes took in the gruesome scene. The Nameless One’s scimitars were angled slightly toward her, eyes aglow with pleasure as it waited for her to die, bleeding to death on the forest floor. The Elite Ork Archers were squealing to themselves in pure delight as they took in the scene of their enemy kneeling down before their master. The forest was silent to the coming night as the last ray of sunlight fell on Katina’s keeling form as if to say, “Welcome home.” As Katina’s eyes started to fade her thoughts fled back to when her grandpa would tell her stories. She would sit on his lap in front of the cheery fire and look up at him with big round eyes. Pulling his white hair, with her chubby hands, she would plead with him to tell her a story about heroes.
“Grandpa would always consent, always,” thought Katina as a smile briefly flickered on her lips.
Every story grandpa read, Katina remembered, had a hero that would either rescue an Elven Princess or save the world from certain destruction. As Katina thoughts raced forward to her earlier teens and young adult life her mind started to slip. Suddenly, Katina knees couldn’t support her. Flopping onto her side she slowly reached for the precious dragon egg. Gripping it in her right hand, she felt its smoothness as she thought of all she had lost to this baby dragon. Suddenly, her body shook violently as if it was trying with one final effort to stay alive. A smile erupted on Katina’s face as her mind slipped and images of the next world rushed to meet her. A forest full of elves dancing, calm rivers full of fresh fish, and meadows full of brilliant flowers and soft grass coaxed her to just let go. Knowing she had one more task to achieve, Katina held on to her spirit for another full minute.
“I am a hero just like those in my grandpa’s stories,” was the last though Katina had as her spirit rose, released from its weary body and into the spirit realm.
As this was happening, the sun had slipped behind the horizon casting its last fading light onto the forest. The Elite Ork Archers were becoming restless as they watched The Nameless One stare at the dead elf’s body. Finally, it moved. Like a shadow, it sheathed its scimitars under its dark robes and let a concealed hand make its way toward its prize. As it pried Katina’s right hand open it sensed something was wrong. Ripping the still warm hand apart, it grabbed the dragon egg only to find out it was a stone perfect in form of the dragon egg. It had been tricked! Its eyes instantly flared a brilliant red, as rage started to build up like a fast growing tornado. Black magic radiated thickly off The Nameless One as it drew its scimitars. They flashed in the lighting that had been building up due to the Nameless One’s insane rage.
“I have been tricked by a puny elf girl!” shrieked The Nameless One into the gathering storm. Its voice was so powerful it cut through foliage and tree branches ripping them apart and flinging them across the forest. The Nameless One’s scimitars started to weave their deadly patterns killing anything in its path. The dead consisted of plants, alarmed animals, and the now terrified Elite Ork Archers. The night wore on as The Nameless One poured black magic into the forest never stopping, never ceasing. Unearthly monsters were born and innocent farmers were waked by terrifying new monsters in their bedroom. New plants, filled with dark magic, were created ready to devour any living creature within its reach. Fires were started then stopped as the lighting turned into a full fledged storm. Rain poured down dousing the forest and cooling The Nameless One’s rage. Its eyes cooled down to its normal soft red. Sheathing its scimitars it looked around satisfied at the destruction it had created. As it stood there its mind wandered back to the events that had taken it to this unfortunate situation. It all started when its master, Lord Moratan, had commanded it to steal the last dragon egg from the elves. After an enjoyable and rewarding mission it had come home expecting to go out on another exciting mission, but it was severely disappointed. Its masters ordered it to guard the dragon egg with its life until it hatched. In pure rage it obeyed knowing that if it didn’t its master could put it in intense pain. This is how its master could control it. It didn’t know how its master had acquired the object or even what it was that locked it in complete slavery. It use to be free, resting in the depths of the earth in total peace until it was waken by intense pain. Forced from its underground home it now has to serve its master from that day forth not even knowing what kind of creature it was. After five years of guarding the dragon egg it became impatient. It was about to try and pursue its master to let it free of the burden when it spotted a group of mercenaries. At the first sight of them its magical senses told it that something was wrong, but it couldn’t place its finger on it. It had them watched and notices that they seemed to be looking for something and the guard it had assigned to them started to disappear. It wasn’t allowed to attack anyone of suspicion unless it knew exactly if they were a threat. They are experts, and it will take a complex spell to eliminate the disguise. It started to weave the complex spell which took it one day of complete concentration. It had to search for a weak spot in the spell then work with it to create larger opening without the mercenaries knowing. Before it had started the spell, it had stationed ork and goblin soldiers to be prepared to storm the room the mercenaries occupied. Then it happened. Early in the morning it shattered the spell and ordered the attack to commence. It turned out that they were a group of ten elves trying to recapture the dragon egg. To its complete shock the elves were able to steal the dragon egg and allow one of the girl elves to escape into the swamp. Gathering ten Elite Ork Archers, The Nameless One followed the lone elf’s trail. Like a bloodhound it hunted for its prize, never stopping, never resting until it stood over the elf’s dead body and the dragon egg in its concealed hand to the weary regret of the Elite Ork Archers. A cough jerked The Nameless One out of its thoughts. Turning around it noticed an Elite Ork Archer still alive. It was coughing up blood as it struggled to hold on to its precious life. Looking up again The Nameless One noticed that the storm had stopped and the storm clouds had evaporated into the sky. The pale moon radiated downward, shining its silver light as if it was trying to sooth the trembling forest. A slight breeze perforated the forest carrying The Nameless One’s soft, but menacing words.
“You have won this day,” it said. “Creating a perfect replica of the dragon egg so I couldn’t detect you transporting the dragon egg far into the woods was a very clever and desperate move, but this hasn’t ended. I will seek that dragon egg forever, always seeking until I find it eliminating anyone or anything who opposes me.” Drawing one scimitar it quickly ended the Elite Ork Archer’s life with a quick slash to the neck.
“This world will soon know death and learn to fear my name,” whispered The Nameless One into the dying breeze. Suddenly, in a sharp wisp of wind, the Nameless One was gone. His search had started. A tiny squirrel quickly scampered up an oak tree and into the warmth and safety of its nest. It had witnessed the whole scene, from the battle, to The Nameless One’s rage, and finally the narrow escape from one of the newly created carnivorous plants. The tiny squirrel’s brain was small, but it knew that the relative peace the world use to know has now ended. The forest would never be the same again with unearthly monsters and carnivorous plants spread out through the forest. Soon this forest would be called, The Black Forest of Moratan. Peace was at its end until The Nameless One and its master were destroyed. Snuggling down in its moss covered nest the tiny squirrel dropped into a peaceful sleep dreaming of better times. As the night wore on a black cloud slipped in front of the moon cutting of its silvery light. The forest was plunged into complete darkness completing the image of its new name, The Black Forest of Moratan.

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My vote: HELL YES. <3 it. Put it on the boards!

Wow.......I didnt think anyone would even read it! Ill put it up right now! Also I was gone all day 2 a college thingy! Man that took so long! :'( ;)

Name: Bigpapa
Age: 14
phyical discription: 6 foot , afroo, Black

Clothing: magic proof vest, rock skin pants, nike shoes

Weapon: lone light and one dark saber swords, indiana jones wip, srunkin head, samuri sword
razor sharp ninja stars , lepercons hat, lighting rod, bunny feet, magic dust and eggs

Backround: Born and raised in mithical New york joined the millitary at the age of 2 left after the war between whites and blacks. Now I travel the universe killing monsters gaining Exp and new weapons and eating and learning new things the survive longer in deap space.

Story:
when I awoke I was on a space prison ship on its way to exicute all of its passengers by hurling into the sun.
the cell was dirty(no duh) and we with various liqiuds I tried not to barf because I was sharing my sell with some dead alein who had soiled himself. But this gave me an Idea on how to escape. Yet to do this I had to use the rotting courps of the alien....... Soo I took off my shirt and wraped it around my hands then picked him up and used it rock hard skull to break the bars on the cage then I got out and ran for the escape pod, looking back seeing all of the prisoners going mad because I got out of my cage. But I only had tiem to free 2 prisoners. We escaped just in time to see the burning ship evaporate at the might of the suns rays.

Thats the end of chapter one

Last edited: Saturday, November 04, 2006 at 3:59:34 PM

Hi guys I need one moterator on the site! Who wants to be or doesnt care about being one? Ill just flip a coin or do someitng. If evyeone but one doesnt care then ill have him/her be it. If all of you do then we will jsut do someting like I mentiaoned above.

Eagle

*waves hand in air*

^ Ok I will give the rest of you guys one more day and if knowbody says anyhting its DJ!

THE MOST DEPRESSING THING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :( Stupid rgp.. :[
It was chrismas eve. The sky was filled with black clouds and snow drifted down, gently stroking the midnight air. People were on their way home from work trying to escape the coming blizzard. Eveyone's thoughts were christmans and family and knowone noticed the increase of military vehicles along the roadways. One car, a black convertable, pulled into the driveway of a particular cheery home. Christmas lights covered the house casting soft glow on colors on the pure white snow. A few wooden raindeer stood in the front lawn showing off their christmas lights proudly. As the man got out of his car he pulled his heavy woolen jacket around his body to take the chill from the air. As he made his way towards the front porch he noticed two snowmen. A girl and a boy standing in the front lawn. "They have been busy today," he thought with a chuckle. Knocking on the front door he was instanly answered with a warm kiss and a "daddy" from his two little children. Pulling her husband into the room the wife swiflty took off his coat and let the two little childern pull in into the warmly lit living room. "So how were my two angles today," asked the husband in russian as he scooped the two squealing bundles of joy into his lap. "We made a snowman daddy," they said in unison also in russian. "I see that and there wonderful," replaid the dad as he bounched both children on his knee. The wife came in with a smile and sat next to her husband. "How was work," she asked in russian as she gave him yet another hug. "the usual," he replied. "But I coudnt wait to get home and see you three." "Did you bring us anything," asked the little boy looking up longinly into his fathers face. "What about me," the little girl wanted to know. Looking with a surprised face the father said, "A present, what makes you think you will get one?" "Its christmans," answered the girl as thought it was obvious. "Well now, I think I have something for you," he answered. "Let me go into the car and see what I have, while you guys wait here with mommy and warm up by the fire." Getting up the husband kissed his wife and walked to the front door and his doom. Grabbing his coat once again he hefted it on his shoulders and walked outside. Standing in the bitter cold were three russian soilders. The husband asked them what they were doing here. Their answer was a bang. The wife, hearing the shots, grabbed her childern and huslted them into the closet next to the kitchen just in time. The front door exploded and three solders rushed into the room guns forward ready to fire. Spreading out they reacked havok throught the house. The chrismas tree was smashed over, the kitchen was ransacked, and the living room torn apart. Finally, one of the men found the little closet holding hiding the now frightened childern and their mother. Grabbing the mother the men shot her and then grabbed the frighttened children. Saying a couple words in russin the men bundled the scared children carfully into warm jackets and hurryed out of the house. They quickly made their way throughtt the snow covered yard toward to military transport vehicles. Taking the girl they put her in one and the boy in another. In the transports where a lot of other little boys and girls all scared from the same incident. Their parents dead and behing taken hostige was all they could hange. Most of them just sat there in pure terror their eyes as big as a cats when there open to their fullest. The lasts of her brother the little girl saw was him huddled up against about 50 other boys shivering in the cold chilly air. Crying herself to sleep the little girl curled up with the other girls in her transport and instanlty fell aslleep.

Name: The Cyclops
Age: 17 (if your asking for my real age its 12)
Weapon: A fat turret everyone dies from
Background Story: Some greek methology idiots thought it would be funny to make up a guy with one eye, 16.7 ft. Tall, and loser heroes get killed by him until "Herculise" Stabs my toe, I fall down, and my head hits a rock. R.I.P

There ya happy? :o

What do u mean? Did you want to join the RPG or u just messing around B) If ur just messing around lolz big fat turret that kilz eveyone :P We shall see about t hat =D

Weapon Change: A bigger and fatter turret that can kill a cyclops and take out his turret! XD

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^ what does that say? And... COMON PEOPLE JOIN OUR RPG!!!!!!!!

Copy and paste. By the way, I bumped it for a reason. See ^^^^^^.

A yes I see! I will make u it right now!

Thanks. I'll [slashout]try to[/slashout] use my power responsibly.