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Post by Dartpaw on Jul 6, 2010 17:44:38 GMT -5
I have created a idea!
Quester League RP
It takes place in a magical world I invented called.... Drayona.
We a band of adventurers have to gather together on a quest to destroy a dark demon of ultimate destruction.
The quest takes us through dangerous locations whether it be through a swamp of carnivorous plants with dragon heads. -A gorge of rock hands that grab you and crush you -A lake which is literally alive and tries to devour you The thing is... we all each create a location to travel through from our imagination no matter how bizarre it may sound and vote on in the RP which would be best to go through. But so no-one is left out the ones not chosen will just happen to be the next ones on the way (Despite being all different paths in different directions) the locations are literally shifting all over because of the demon's chaotic fun to mess with everyone so we may end up at the same tavern several times. And the Demon will send his minions to defeat us. (We won't just be travelling through dangerous areas...) We can really develop our characters by giving them hometowns, dark pasts, maybe even be secret traitors/double crossers. We can visit towns and mingle as well as go to taverns where who knows what kind of race will be there?
And another thing we can literally be ANYTHING!!!! Any type of race from any fantasy genre or even sci-fi genre like star trek/wars or a race you can just make up. And can use weapons from such or any weapon period as long as it isn't one hit KO. This world has no limit to imagination! It's all up to you what you want to be and to create places we vote on going.
If we do this, my character will be a anthro squirrel shape shifter who can turn into any (Regular) animal at will. My "second" character will be a Moogle Knight.
Sound interesting enough? Got your attention well... here is the RP!!!
But rules.
-You can teleport anywhere negating my old rule.
-You can fly if you want but we can't fly over every single area that would be kind of cheap... -No invincibility. -You can be as big or small as you want to be. Those are all the rules.
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Post by Dartpaw on Jul 7, 2010 7:51:56 GMT -5
And with my Moogle Knight, if you don't know what a Moogle is it's a fantasy video game race. It evolved over the years. Here is what they look like. Attachments:
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Post by iolana on Jul 7, 2010 10:52:59 GMT -5
Those moogles.... look like BUNNEHS. *squeeze* So cute!
I'm not good at this kind of fantasy/sci-fi/magical quest thing, honestly. ^^; Sorry! Or I'd probably do it, there aren't enough RPs here. Good luck!
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Post by Dartpaw on Jul 13, 2010 7:57:42 GMT -5
Actually about the Moogles, in a huge crossover game an "Original Moogle" (Left) asked me in in-game mail what my favourite kind of moogle was. Original/Crystal Chronicles/FF12 (The cute bunny ones) I chose the last one and the next day I got a letter from him saying.
'These Moogles are cute, with brains to match... It must be nice to have it all, kupo! They wear clothes and deal with other races-they've even made their own clan! What have I been wasting my entire life doing...?'
From the moogly mouth itself.
Oh and Moogles say "Kupo" it's like a catchphrase almost, but it's actually just the way they talk literally impossible not to like a hare with Wot Wot's! In Japan it was Nya which is the japanese equivalent for a cat's meow. But it's Kupo over here just thrown in wherever and yes they are adorable. (More of the reason I want to RP one........) *Is literally whining* ;D
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Post by Dartpaw on Jul 13, 2010 8:08:38 GMT -5
But maybe it's just me... maybe I'm the only one who thinks it looks like fun? All I see is EPIC ADVENTURE But who knows maybe it needs time to grow, get more well known. But it's been here for a short while and no-one except you has responded. Maybe I need a catchier name.
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Post by Malum on Jul 13, 2010 15:12:43 GMT -5
Hmm... Intruiging....
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Chepsonek
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Post by Chepsonek on Aug 20, 2010 17:08:17 GMT -5
I absolutely adore Epic Adventures! They are so much FUN!!!!!!!! Can I play? Can I? I could be like a half-demon thingy! Can I please? And maybe the evil Demon-dillywhopper could be my half brother who hates me?Please?
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Post by Dartpaw on Aug 20, 2010 17:45:48 GMT -5
Thank you Alright you can be a half-demon, and the villain can be your half brother. (I was sure this was dead for good... but luckily my RP is going to start after all! ) And you joining may encourage others. (I'll start it tomorrow
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Post by Gregory on Aug 21, 2010 2:07:11 GMT -5
OMJeebus! I'm gonna be a one-eyed minion from despicable me! It laughs like a regular minion but has a thick russian accent and has a huge-arse gun called Sasha. Gonna be supah fun.
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Post by Dartpaw on Aug 21, 2010 3:20:59 GMT -5
Cool!! I now know it wasn't that my RP was a bad idea, I just had to wait for the right people. (I was discouraged and annoyed because this thread had been up for over a month and no-one was signing up) But now And it's four in the morning, sometime before noon I'll start it ;D
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Post by Dartpaw on Aug 21, 2010 6:51:48 GMT -5
Deep in the Hiyre forest a squirrel fighter the size of a human was trudging past the trees. He glanced up at the pure red sky which was there ever since the Dark Demon took control of everything. (I'll let you name him Chepsonek) He wasn't sure where he was going. Crowe was born a shapeshifter in the form of a red squirrel. He walked some more thinking of his parents, his mother was captured by the Demon King and he vowed to rescue her and destroy him. So on behalf of his village he was given one of many magic weapons scattered throughout the world which could harm it. Crowe walked some more and thought he heard rustling. He instantly morphed into a cute cuddly bunny hoping no-one would see him as a threat. (In his impulsiveness never considering Bloodthirsty Raccoonwolves that feast on bunnies) But sadly he couldn't morph his backpack with his belongings and weapon in it which was now lying beside him on the ground. And he had no time to hide it. He then swore under his breath. 'What an idiot I am, if it wasn't a threat I didn't have to change. If it was I could have just become a troll and pound whoever. Oh well... too late now.' The other whatever was on the other side of the bushes would come out any minute.
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Post by Chepsonek on Aug 25, 2010 13:07:05 GMT -5
Craixon was angry, her brother... hold that, Half-brother, had taken over the world after their father had died. Lourvule was so stupid!!! The red sky was pretty though. She watched the squirrel change into a bunny when she hit the bushes with her sword. A shape-shifter. Her full brother had been a shape-shifter, before he was killed. She did a cartwheel over the bush,creating an imposing image.She was taller than most werewolves, as she was not fully wolf, and her face was flat, almost human, in fact, it was human, though it didn't really show in the red light. Her white hair was pulled neatly back around her ears, though her cartwheel had pulled a strand down to cover the scar. She had a grass green cloak, which had sleeves for her arms and covered every inch of her except her head. Her sword, buckled across her back, showed it's handle over her shoulder and it's tip by her foot. Staring at the shifter, she pulled her sword and snarled out in her worst growl-thingy. " Listen squirrel, I eat bunnies for breakfast so you better............ Quick hide!" She threw herself flat on the ground, twitching her ears at the squirrel to do the same. A purple cloud passed low over them, almost brushing her back. A sweet silky male voice muttered from on top of it. "Hmmm, I could have sworn I heard my sister." This last word was laced with venom. Craixon snarled softly, pressing her face farther into the dirt. When the cloud passed, she sat up, scraping the dirt off her face. She shook her white hair out to float around her head, hiding the scar that echoed her history and her loss. Her mother had died of sickness, as mortals are apt to do, and left her father to take care of two sons and herself. Lourvule, the elder son, was full werewolf demon, while the other was half demon like his sister. Then, Dondis, the mighty demon was killed by his own son, the less mighty but more evil Lourvule, who took control over the known world. Craix and her brother were outcasts, hated by the new warlord, who ran and hid whenever possible. Laixon had died, tired of running, and yet not wanting to be caught, of a more powerful sickness than his mothers. Then Craix was on her own, running and hiding, missing her family, her twin most of all, and cursing the one who betrayed them for power. Lourvule. When Craix tried to save her father, Lourvule had struck her with one mighty claw, scarring her cheek in a half-circle, while he said it would show how un-pure she was. Then he killed her father. A tear ran down, caressing the half-moon. A seer had once said that she would be the half-moon, bright and beautiful, but Craix had never had beauty, and never would, her scar putting an end to that dream. She dug her wolflike claws into her hand, making blood flow. How she hated Lourvule!
OOC: How'd I do? I've never used Craix anywhere else than in my imagination. I tried to make her cold and unfeeling almost on the outside, the part that can be seen, kind of like the moon, yet flowing with the warmth of the sun. But, well, it was a first try.
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Post by Dartpaw on Aug 25, 2010 17:27:38 GMT -5
OOC: Pretty cool! ;D
BIC: Crowe still as a bunny looked at her curiously and turned back to normal. He had a few questions for the werewolf. 'Who are you and what the heck was that!!?? It sounded familiar.' (He had heard the voice once before when his mother was carried away into the sky but he blocked most of it out of his mind)
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Post by Gregory on Aug 25, 2010 22:46:15 GMT -5
Gorbachav looked at the red sky absorbing it in. He sighed in disappointment. If only he and Sasha were there to slay the demon idjit... The yellow, corn-pop sized minion dressed in overalls continued to walk through the forest and caressed the large, but light-weight machine gun he called Sasha. He thought of the day he first found her dented everywhere and damaged. He brought her back to the factory and fixed her up secretly. When she was finished, she helped him escape the factory and go wander the world with her protection. While he was thinking of the past, he abruptly heard creatures speaking. He dove for the bushes and reloaded Sasha in a mere second. He jumped out pointing Sasha at the two creatures saying in his thick russian accent, "Vhat ist your purposeh 'ere creatures. Speak up now before Sasha blows you to itsy bitsy fleshy pieces!"
OOC: What do you guys think? ;D
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Post by Chepsonek on Aug 26, 2010 15:54:51 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks Dart! Good job Gregory, but we don't know what type of creature you are..... you need to put that in your entrance post. I know you told Dartpaw earlier, but it is most considerate to others if you actually put it in the RP. Thanks!
BIC: Craixon ignored the newcomer and answered the squirrel. "I am Craixon (Kray-son) Half-demon and that, was my 'esteemed half-brother' Lourvule, the 'Great Werewolf' or, in my way of saying it, The Great Idjit. It does suit him. Now then, Who are you two? Nice gun by the way, Mr. Russian Accent, but I do not like being threatened by it." Her eyes suddenly flashed with emotion as she stared into the distance, as if in the sky she saw someone she loved. She turned to the squirrel. "So, shifter, you lost your mother to the Idjit?" Her eyebrows raised as she asked, and then fell again when the wind blew her hair back to show her scar. She pulled out her sword and began swinging it as she explained her question, not wanting to be asked how she new. "Your eyes betrayed you. Many times I have felt that immense longing for my mother, and my father and brother also. My mother and brother died of sickness, and saved the Idjit the problem of killing them as he did our father. How I hate him!" She screeched as she hit her own foot. "Blast this thing!" And knelt to dress the wound with the hem of her cloak. An eagle swooped down and landed on her shoulder, caressing her scarred cheek with his beak as he imparted information to her in his own language, a sequence of squawks and trills. She took in what he told her, and nodded, talking quickly back in the same form. Her amber eyes narrowed and she stood up, limping slightly. " I have to go. It would be best if you two left as well, or came with me. My village has need of my strength, and after I go my Idjit of a brother is coming here to execute some prisoners, but he won't get that far. If possible he won't have dead creatures on his hands, he won't kill them at all. Sniping is my favorite way of retaliation." Craix stood there waiting for the others to make up their minds and answer.
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