B@TÐUÐÉ™
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RIP crocodile hunter!
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Post by B@TÐUÐÉ™ on Jul 17, 2005 23:04:59 GMT -5
post your charactors name and power you charactor can only 2 diff powers
my name is brent and his powers are fire and teleporting. my person looks like the guy from devil may cry.
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Post by RoseSlade on Jul 18, 2005 8:10:32 GMT -5
yay for monkey tails!
I'll be Sibyl (all hail the overused characters) and uhh... D*MN should I make up a nwe character? OH I KNOW I'll be Raven... yes... he's a dude... shut up Raven powers: Necromancer, sword (I love sowrds... -hugs them but gets head chopped off-)
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B@TÐUÐÉ™
New Titan
RIP crocodile hunter!
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Post by B@TÐUÐÉ™ on Jul 18, 2005 9:48:03 GMT -5
siblyl has the same power as my guy so you have to pick another
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Post by RoseSlade on Jul 18, 2005 10:31:21 GMT -5
yeah, and I said Raven
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Post by ...~LOLRavenLOL~... on Jul 19, 2005 2:02:16 GMT -5
Name: Luna Safre (-shrugs-) Powers: Incredible agility and accuracy in archery. (speedy lol, not really) Shes a girl. (Everything else, like origin, age and others will be determined, depending on everyone else's.
Why dont we take this time and type up a full profile?
Name: Age: Gender: Origin: BLAH
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Post by RoseSlade on Jul 19, 2005 16:54:03 GMT -5
lol... sounds like Zero (with the fancy letters) looks a li'l like you Ok... I changed my character... >.> yeah... Name: Tai (Ty) Age: ...? Uhh... he looks 16? I dunno... he's 17, ok? Gender: Male (first time actually RPing a male, not female XD) Origin: The guardian of a boy named Hei (hey, their names rhyme!). Though Hei doesn't know it... -shrugs- lol anyway He wandered... the lands... of... umm... I have yet to name it but as soon as I do I'll fix this... wow this sucks... Well all I know is that I haven't written Tai's part yet (in my story) and ... well... Tai's blind in his left eye... XD He's like a ninja... ish... dude... >.> uhh... I suck at explainations to sum this up... here's a picture: Powers: A blade called Arcanas... umm... still with the necromancy... cause necromancy rocks-ss... yeah
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B@TÐUÐÉ™
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RIP crocodile hunter!
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Post by B@TÐUÐÉ™ on Jul 19, 2005 17:02:17 GMT -5
Name: Brent Lance Age: 17 Gender: male Origin: inherited powers, when he was five he learned kung fu from the shaolin monks. powers: fire& heat powers ( there is a difference) Abilities: flying kung fu discription: 5'9 white, black spikey hair, black motocycle gloves, black matrix coat, black pants.
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Post by wite_c on Jul 19, 2005 17:57:43 GMT -5
Name: Shabur Nekaro (Sh-eh-Bar Nik-Are-Oh)
Age: (estimated) 19
Gender: Male
Origin: (subject to change pending story outline) While no one is sure where Nekaro comes from originally, he was raised by the sensei of a jujitsu dojo who found him on the doorstep one morning with a note saying his name was Nekaro and asking that he be taken care of. The sensei and his wife took him in as their son, giving him their family name, Shabur. The sensei began training him in jujitsu six years after they adopted him, only to find that he progressed so quickly that within a year, he had the skill of a judan (highest level black belt), though since he wasn't yet 16 (among other prerequisites), he couldn't be given that rank officially. Curious, the sensei took him to other dojo's to learn other arts, each of which he mastered faster than the last. Soon, Nekaro could master any technique within weeks, days even. Naturally, he couldn't officially be given the rank of master but his teachers were all very impressed. After a time, though, people began asking questions about this and soon they had to move out. (More when I figure out what's going on with the RP)
Power: Can see into the future (usually no farther than a few seconds, but sometimes more). Also has ability similar to Hatake Kakashi's "Sharingan eye", which allows him to learn any fighting style used against him nearly instantly, though it takes time to master.
BLAH: Due to his background, Jujitsu is his best art, but he uses a variety of arts to keep opponents off balance and he can and does switch between styles quickly and frequently. Usually wears kaki pants, white T-shirt under tan duster-type jacket. Blond Robin style spiked hair, blue eyes.
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Post by ...~LOLRavenLOL~... on Jul 19, 2005 21:22:33 GMT -5
(Great job Rose, now I'm the only female character!) (I changed the name) (WHOA! I JUST NOTICED THAT THIS PROFILE IS MAD LONG!!! YOU DONT HAVE TO READ IT IF YOU DONT WANT TO)
Name: Skye Cross Age: 16 (though her true age has been long forgotten) Gender: Female History: Brought up by a wealthy family, Skye was well-educated and took archery, first as a hobby, but then it became an obsession. After an incident which left Skye's parents dead, her aunt and uncle received the inheritance since Skye was still a minor. Being poorly treated and used as a housekeeper, she ran away from home, bringing her bow and arrows, some money and a bag full of clothes. At first, her objective was just to stay alive, but after seeing how injusticed and terrible it was, she decided to turn to a life of crime-fighting. It was hard and unsuccessful, until finally, after many days of training, she got the respect and appreciation as a superhero. Feeling terribly lonely, fighting alone, she now roams the cities in search of a companion.
When she met a mysterious man, fighting against crime, she was soon drawn to him and very soon, they became close. He was a meta-human, injecting various genetic altering drugs, feeling safe with him, she decided to try it as well. She acquired incredible speeds, so fast that sometimes, her legs would feel as if they were on fire. Another incident revealed that the man whom she was so close with, actually wanted her to switch to a life of crime. Feeling betrayed, she fled, only to find that the speed potion was not permenant.
Now, she travels around, stopping crime and helping good-doers with her agility and archery, but constantly having to create more of the drugs for her to keep her speed. After many years, she finds that her body has not changed at all, other than muscle growth, her face and body seemed to stay 16. It is later found that the DNA changing drug had stunt her aging, and now she is stuck in her annoying teenage stage, hating the world and suffering from PMS all the time. This was a major setback for now, it seemed that she will never have her manor and family inheritance. After her betrayal, people have been having harder and harder times earning her trust.
Then the robots took over, leaving her job, pointless. She hid out secretly while the robots did all her work for her, sometimes she would catch a few stray crime-doers and feel useful again, but that wasnt enough. Finally, one night, while strolling casually across the street, a robot approached her and attacked. It turns out that all robots were turning against law, now she had a purpose again, and she may once again, throw on her uniform and fight....
Powers: Incredible speed and close to perfect accuracy in archery. Her bow and arrows are made from the finest and latest technology her money can buy, and being able to receive money from her cousin (who lives in her manor now), don't underestimate them, for beyond their flimsy appearances, they are truely strong and can penetrate close to anything. (Much like Speedy's arrows, cept, much more traditional looking, but with all the power.)
Personality: She doesn't trust anyone very easily, and is very hesitant with decisions. Although she has a 15 year-old's body, her mind is quite matured, for the most part. She is very egotistic, having to win everything and to be better than everybody, and if things weren't her way, she'd always find a way to change that. You could say that she's a little of a spoiled brat.
Appearance: She made a costume for herself to fight in, since normal clothes seemed too easy to rip and tear. She has sky blue eyes, dark brown, almost black looking, hair that reaches no farther than 2-3 inches below her shoulders. Stands at 5'4'' with a fit body. (the costume will later be described, because I cannot find a perfect one right now, and later be drawn)
Other: She normally fights at night, going by no name and being as secretive as possible. She wears a mask to keep her identity a secret, even though she hates them with all her heart, she doesnt want the remainder of her family to be attacked or flooded with news reporters.
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B@TÐUÐÉ™
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RIP crocodile hunter!
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Post by B@TÐUÐÉ™ on Jul 21, 2005 0:30:54 GMT -5
ok i will. plot:Its in the futer where martial law is going on, Robots are roaming the streets to keep them safe,and And soon, (like all technology) the robots glich, and try to destroy all humans. and noone can stop the ecept for us.
our job: (we arent exactly a team but slowly converging to become one), we try our best every day to try and keep the streets safe of... disturbed robots.
discription of robots: the look like the robots from I, Robot, ecept more fire power.
ok, i will start the rp in another thread called Bermuda
location: New york
lolravenlol can you lock this board so no one can post any more charactors.
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Post by RoseSlade on Jul 21, 2005 9:44:46 GMT -5
no, start the RP here, otherwise it's just a waste of a board
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B@TÐUÐÉ™
New Titan
RIP crocodile hunter!
Posts: 334
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Post by B@TÐUÐÉ™ on Jul 21, 2005 10:46:39 GMT -5
- at the begining of knight , the ending of day, arises a hero- . (yawns) - puts on his coat, pants, gloves, boots, and goes on to do his job. " ilove my job " he says to himself, " but my job doesnt love me", but hay it has to be done. - teleports-.
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Post by ...~LOLRavenLOL~... on Jul 21, 2005 21:51:21 GMT -5
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Post by wite_c on Jul 22, 2005 18:01:31 GMT -5
[dang man, we're fighting ROBOTS? Alright, I guess I can roll with that.]
"Mom, I'm going to be alright," he said, a bit frustrated. "I'm 19 for crying out loud! I can take care of myself."
"But you are still my son," she replied. "And it's a mothers prerogative to worry about her son."
"I'm just going to get supply's, I'll be back before you know I'm gone. Don't worry."
He paused, holding up his hand.
"Wait, scratch that, don't worry so much."
"Fine. Just remember your jacket. It's cold out."
He rolled his eyes. "Yes, mother," as he grabbed his jacket, kiss her on the cheek, said "Love you mom, see you later," and headed out the safe house door.
Shabur Nekaro had returned to find the door smashed open. He dropped what supplies he had found and ran down the stairs.
"Mom?" he called out, hoping against hope that he would get an answer.
He did.
As always, a few seconds before it happened, he saw the bullets come flying through the wall from the next room straight at him. He jumped to the side, out of the line of fire, and made for the door, always one step ahead of the bullets flying behind him.
When he reached the door to the room... HIS room, he found two robots were there, standing over his mothers dead body.
Time stopped, as it had when he had seen his father die fighting the robots. Then, it slowly began moving again, and he had to move too, or he would quickly follow his mother to the afterlife.
He moved, again, staying just one step ahead of the bullets, running up the wall, grabbing a loose bedpost on his way up with one hand, and the Katana he had received years ago hanging on the wall in the other. He then jumping off the wall, and with a loud scream of pain and defiance, he slammed the piece of wood under the robots chin, and up into it's central processor.
He knew that in the next second, the second robots programming would instruct it to destroy it's companion, and hopefully their assailant with it.
Nekaro had no intention of giving it that second.
Allowing his momentum to carry him, he grabbed his katana with both hands and slashed the blade on the robots forehead, between it's eyes.
Technically, this shouldn't have worked. By almost all physical laws, the blade should have shattered on the armored faceplate of the robot.
It worked anyway.
The blade sliced through not only the robots head, but through the upper torso too.
Continuing to hold his blade with his left hand, Nekaro delivered a savage kick with his right foot, sending the rest of the robot flying into the wall, where it slid to the ground and lay still.
Nekaro then turned to look at his mother, lying on the ground.
His katana fell from his lifeless fingers. He fell to his knees, looked up at the ceiling, and screamed with all the pain, fury and torment within him.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
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Post by ...~LOLRavenLOL~... on Jul 22, 2005 18:43:37 GMT -5
[Sorry, but I have to ban Bat-dude, unless he apologizes to me and to RobinsDarkfire and stops advertising his website, he aint coming back.... i guess I have to change my profile since the whole scenery changed.)
Skye Cross looked across the city, the big apple. A city which thousands of people would roam it's streets, laughing, screaming, or simply talking, the city was suppose to be "The city that never sleeps" but it seems that it's been asleep for quite some time.
The streets were littered with scraps of metal, burning vehicles, rotting corpes and houses were crumbling by the minute. How easily the robots had slaughtered the citizens and pedestrians while others hid in their home, waiting for the day of their demise.
Where she was going, she didn't have a clue, it seemed that the only purpose for her to walk on was to annihilate all robots, cleansing the streets and handing back its innocence. But this city was far larger than any other that she had tackled before, this was going to be hard, and success might not be the outcome of her fighting. Whatever the matter, it was now her duty to save this city from the robots.
"...Sad..." She whispered and listened to it float out into the polluted air, clouded in smoke. With that, she threw herself from The Statue of Liberty, what once was a shining symbol of freedom, now in shambles and representing the binds in which the city was now in.
Once she swam to shore and walked down the block, it seemed as if the robots had abandoned this city, and it was nothing but bricks and stone. A loud cry called from far away, she grunted and hid in an alleyway, ready to ambush the robots that she thought had made the sound.
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