Roland Gilliad
The King of Funky
- Joined
- Jun 27, 2000
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"You feelin Lucky Punk!? Huh!? You wanna peice of me?! Roll for initative MONKEYBOY!"
*that was how it all started. In retrospect, I begin to wonder if all the heck fire and holy schlock that i've seen these past months has been real.......or my mother had been right all along, and those Role playing games have now been the death of me.....and this is hell....In either case, Im stuck here, on an Island of Undead, with only my three companions as back up, my sword arm cant take much more of the constant and futile hacking and slashing....and I begin to wonder if the Cavelry will ever arrive...But how did it come to this?? And why? maybe in looking back I'll be able to make sense of all of this..*
*Six months ago......On Earth, The Year 2004, October 31st.*
......Accessing Surveilance Files............
Enter Password:**********
Password Accepted......
*In a small suburban neighborhood....in Littletown U.S.A...Four people sit in the huge basement, as roiling white smoke covers the ceiling from the hundreds of candles....some fresh, others only piles of waxy goo.....All around them are scattered source books....Impliments of LARP'ing....Drinks, and Empty bags of potato chips.....in front of them lies a large, totally clean sqare of floor, with dice all around it, as they carefully guard charicter sheets near them, the fifth person, a new game master, sits alone on a high chair, as they look up to him, he is an adult, while they are only teenagers....when in reality, they are four of the finest role players in the world....effortlessly creating worlds and destroying them in a heartbeat....the darkened Game master speaks..*
As you look down the alley, you see somthing strange, a roiling blue portal of some ineffable sort...you cannot see beyond it, no matter how hard you try or use your powers....the bodys of the Strange wizard's minons lie all around you.....what do you do???
*They all look to one another, there is a clattering of dice rolls...then they all speak in unison.....and it is the last mistake they will ever make*
"We enter it."
*Suddenly, there is a flash and a bang of light, they are startled, but there is no time for fear, as they are set unconcious, as the world all around them whirls, the darkly clothed man smiles*
"And so it begins.."
OOC: We need Four main charicters, Someone to play the villian and his Right hand Woman, and a few assorted hangers on.
My Charicter.
Name:Jimmy Rayner
Charicters Class: Paladin
Age:16 OOC, 27 IC
height (Out of Charicter/In Charicter): 5'5/6'7
Wieght: 150/255
Qualifications:Has been playing RPG's scince age 4, Long time Supporter of the S.C.A, Uber-Geek
Pasts, Historys, and et-cetera do not matter here but you may add it if you like. We wont be using Dice rolls at all, nor will we be using stats. These charicters must be FEASABLE, And their players must have had at least a LITTLE In Real life Role playing Experiance.
This is thrusting geeks and Roleplayers into the minds of their charicters. They have no idea why they are here, and can only rely on their wits, having lost most of their special equpitment. Though they arent exactly Threadbare, They have no idea what happened, and would most likely be disoriented.
Let the games begin.
(Editing Note: For those of you curious about the wierd way I Started off his story, It will be explained later. ^_~
*that was how it all started. In retrospect, I begin to wonder if all the heck fire and holy schlock that i've seen these past months has been real.......or my mother had been right all along, and those Role playing games have now been the death of me.....and this is hell....In either case, Im stuck here, on an Island of Undead, with only my three companions as back up, my sword arm cant take much more of the constant and futile hacking and slashing....and I begin to wonder if the Cavelry will ever arrive...But how did it come to this?? And why? maybe in looking back I'll be able to make sense of all of this..*
*Six months ago......On Earth, The Year 2004, October 31st.*
......Accessing Surveilance Files............
Enter Password:**********
Password Accepted......
*In a small suburban neighborhood....in Littletown U.S.A...Four people sit in the huge basement, as roiling white smoke covers the ceiling from the hundreds of candles....some fresh, others only piles of waxy goo.....All around them are scattered source books....Impliments of LARP'ing....Drinks, and Empty bags of potato chips.....in front of them lies a large, totally clean sqare of floor, with dice all around it, as they carefully guard charicter sheets near them, the fifth person, a new game master, sits alone on a high chair, as they look up to him, he is an adult, while they are only teenagers....when in reality, they are four of the finest role players in the world....effortlessly creating worlds and destroying them in a heartbeat....the darkened Game master speaks..*
As you look down the alley, you see somthing strange, a roiling blue portal of some ineffable sort...you cannot see beyond it, no matter how hard you try or use your powers....the bodys of the Strange wizard's minons lie all around you.....what do you do???
*They all look to one another, there is a clattering of dice rolls...then they all speak in unison.....and it is the last mistake they will ever make*
"We enter it."
*Suddenly, there is a flash and a bang of light, they are startled, but there is no time for fear, as they are set unconcious, as the world all around them whirls, the darkly clothed man smiles*
"And so it begins.."
OOC: We need Four main charicters, Someone to play the villian and his Right hand Woman, and a few assorted hangers on.
My Charicter.
Name:Jimmy Rayner
Charicters Class: Paladin
Age:16 OOC, 27 IC
height (Out of Charicter/In Charicter): 5'5/6'7
Wieght: 150/255
Qualifications:Has been playing RPG's scince age 4, Long time Supporter of the S.C.A, Uber-Geek
Pasts, Historys, and et-cetera do not matter here but you may add it if you like. We wont be using Dice rolls at all, nor will we be using stats. These charicters must be FEASABLE, And their players must have had at least a LITTLE In Real life Role playing Experiance.
This is thrusting geeks and Roleplayers into the minds of their charicters. They have no idea why they are here, and can only rely on their wits, having lost most of their special equpitment. Though they arent exactly Threadbare, They have no idea what happened, and would most likely be disoriented.
Let the games begin.
(Editing Note: For those of you curious about the wierd way I Started off his story, It will be explained later. ^_~
