"You Are Your Avatar"

[BrokenPromise]

In this thread, you are your avatar. Think of it as a forum hang out thread where your avatar is the one doing the talking. You can also go on adventures, flirt with waifus, catch bad guys, etc.

What to do:

-Behave the way you think your avatar would behave.

-If your character is a jerk, you can be a jerk. But don't take it too far. This is a social game after all.

-Start a message with OOC if you want to be taken seriously/respond "out of character." An example:

OOC: Who is your avatar, BrokenPromise?

-Have fun

What NOTto do:

-Be an irredeemable ass hat by trying to kill everyone.

-Write a reaction for another forum user's avatar (getting hit by your attack, laughing at your jokes, etc)

-Exclusively or excessively talk in OOC. There are other hangouts or Discord if you feel like being yourself.

-Think too hard

And with that out of the way, let's start!

NOTE: this "game" is very much a work in progress, and the rules and how it's run will likely change from time to time. But just try to have fun.

[BrokenPromise]

"It's another lovely sunny day. The birds are singing, the streams are running, and the world feels like it's in perfect harmony with itself.

How totally boring!

Where's the chaos? The mayhem? The carnage? *sigh* If something interesting doesn't happen soon, I'll murder my classmates. No wait! I'll set up a game where they have to murder each other! Don't test my patients, humanity..."

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

"And for one reason or another I do not find myself surprised." A brief pause to the low voice followed, continuing on after, "But for the moment I won't dare say why."

Both jowls and whiskers curved with a subtle motion.

[BrokenPromise]

The school girl's head twitch momentarily before she gradually turned to face the voice. But the only thing she could see that might have spoken was this saber tooth. Could it maybe have some sort of collar with a speaker on it? Was it magical? Or perhaps she really was going crazy? the answers to these questions didn't matter. Junko had found something that interested her. And no one even died yet!

"Oh hoh! Did I say something out loud? I have a movie deal going on, so I rehearse every chance I get. And you spotted me! Boy that was embarrassing!" She giggled and tipped her head. In an instant, her eyes expanded into saucers. "Anyway wittle kitty cat. Do you have a pwitty wittle name I can call you by?" In the next instant, she squint her eyes. "It ain't Aslan is it?" She appeared to be impersonating Clint Eastwood. Did a cowboy hat just appear on her head? "I reckon you'd disappoint a fair number of children if it was."

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

"I tend not to make enough appearances for it to matter, even if that were my name." Came the reply, one both plainly said and largely, albeit not completely, untroubled despite the bending whims of reality before it. "Nonetheless, you may call me by my mantle, or rather the title I bear."

The great cat laid a paw to its wide chest in introduction, "I am the Harbinger of Ferocity."

For something so seemingly calm or even well spoken, that might have been hard to believe with any credibility. The voice, the figure, the entirety of it all looked and played the part, except of course for how it apparently addressed itself. Yet just when it finished it provided a subtle albeit overt nod, asking thereafter, "And you would be...?"

[ArenaSnow]

Thundering footsteps shook the ground from a distance, and from that distance came the upper half of a Summoner class battlemech, pointing its potent arsenal in various directions. Trees, buildings and the occasional poor sod fell under massive metallic feet as they brought the machine to the small gathering. Stopping just behind the school, a few feet away from stomping it into the ground, it leaned over in the direction of the pair.

"Oi! Where's the spheroids at?" A distinctly Canadian voice with a high pitch to it boomed from a loudspeaker in the mech's cockpit.

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

The jarring of machinery, mechanisms, arms and armor came to the ear even before the footfall shook the ground with even the most distant steps one could sense. Whatever it was, it was certain that it had come to this place with a purpose, to which it revealed once it at last became present.

"Perhaps you could enlighten us just what a 'spheroid' is?" Was the answer it received, accompanied by an expression of curiosity.

[ArenaSnow]

An exasperated sigh boomed from the loudspeakers a few seconds after the response. "Freebirths, stravags! Where are they! They should be here by now! I challenged their leader personally! But in the meantime, what would you say to becoming my bondsmen?"

[BrokenPromise]

"And you would be...?"

"Y-you don't know?!" The school girl seem to have snapped out of her alternate personality, if it was even possible to say she had a main personality to start with. "Well, I don't get to introduce myself very often. Being the worlds's greatest fashionista and all. I'm even called 'ultimate' level by some. but I suppose you aren't exactly a devout follower of teen fashion magazines." With a chuckle, she struck a pose. It was more akin to something a power ranger would do than a glamorous fashion model. "I am Junko Enoshima. And I am very excited to meet you, Harbinger of Ferocity.

What would you say to becoming my bondsmen?"

Junko was practically jumping into the air with excitement.

"I would love to be your slave! Is there a dungeon? Forced labor camp? And what happens if we refuse?" Junko turned to face the Harbinger of Ferocity "What an exciting turn of events! We're already going on an adventure!"

[Majoraa]

As the lion and the despair ridden girl talked, an amphibian slithers through the shadows, just before aproaching the two.

'Hisss..'

The smol snek flicks its toungue as a greeting, a tad confused as to how the lion can speak and not it.

[Ahe Gao]

(OOC: I don't think I can be a part of this game...)

[BrokenPromise]

The fashionista didn't move her head, but her eyes rolled to the corner of her eye sockets to observe the newly arrived... snake?

"The vibrations from that mecha must have woken it up." Junko squatted in place before reaching for the snake. Was it poisonous? hardly mattered! she wanted to pick it up.

(OOC: I don't think I can be a part of this game...)

@Ahe Gao

OOC: Eh, I doubt very many people know what "AheGao" is. While my avatar depicts a gleeful Junko, she has yet to actually use that expression in this game. You could be a random school girl that isn't making that face. Changing your avatar is also an option, but not something I feel is necessary. Again, one of the rules is not to think too hard.

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

"An adventure?"

One of the sabertooth's brows perked, eyes shifting from the animated motions of the girl to the titanic machine. Uncertain why the world's greatest fashionista was so excited at this prospect and just whatever it actually was, more so with her later comments, the beast withheld its tongue for the time being and did its best to part out the conversation. That was until they both took note of the snake.

"I imagine more things are going to be stirred by the..." The Harbinger of Ferocity looked over the over martial designs of the machine, "Construct."

[JBRam2002]

"Did someone say 'adventure'?" A scarlet-haired woman in a long coat peeked her head out from behind one of the giant mech's legs as if she were using it for transportation. "If there is one thing I am good at, it is adventure!" She leapt down from the mech, landing on the ground with a forward roll that, when it reached its apex, turned into a quick bow. "The name is Jenneva, and I am and forever shall be at your service."

[Lady Selune]

"Hey! A fellow snake!" A lahmia darted up to the group and scooped up the smol snek, running a finger over its head and folding her arms to let it sit in a cradle of her arms, before bowing slightly. She would have given a wave, but snake.

"Heya! I can do adventure!"

(For official purposes, I am not that redheaded snake lady. I didn't even know of her when I made this my profile pic.)

[BrokenPromise]

Jenneva's sudden appearance distracted Junko just long enough for for the snake woman to beat her to the cute snek. The fashionista would spend the next few seconds trying to stare a hole through the snake woman's head. Though the united cries for adventure would bring her out of this trance.

"Yea. And good point Harbringer of Ferocity. We should get a move on." she sighed. "I was kind of hoping our metal friend here would lead us to some dungeon to explore, but I have plenty of quests lined up anyway!" Junko reached into her cleavage and fished out a notepad. "Okay, but before we go on an adventure, we do need a break down of everyone's skill sets." she flipped open the note pad and started jotting down notes. "As the ultimate fashionista, I'm clearly the most charismatic among us. Not only that, but I'm also the wealthiest. So on top of being the most able leader, I guess my class would be a... Merchant!" Junko giggled and jotted a few things down. "I think we know who the tank in the group is." She gestured towards the mech. "How about the rest of you? What can you provide that would make an adventure go smoothly?"

[The Harbinger of Ferocity]

There seemed to be no arguing with her logic, based upon the rate at which Junko spoke. It was though she had decided upon it long in advance, as if this was fact of matter. As such, the great felid proved to add nothing in protest, not that it wished to in particular other than that statements could not be wholly validated. Who knew what the red haired newcomer or the equally recent serpent woman were capable of? At the very moment there was a snake holding an only slightly smaller snake and there was too a giant machine made up of many strange armored plates.

"I am an aspect of nature, a long dead one." The cat remarked, revealing it to be as much a spirit as it were an apparent physical thing, "So you can surmise that I can influence those things astral and physical, even at distance."

[ArenaSnow]

"Ei!" The loudspeaker came on again from the battlemech. "New people! Excellent! Less worthy Falcons need be wasted on the Spheroids! Now, about being my bondsman." The speaker clicked off again, and the mech continued to lean over the group, arms and turrets shifting slightly in the direction of each group member.

[Majoraa]

The smol snek stared curiously at Jenneva before being picked up by a lahima girl who felt familiar, was she their fourth cousin? Either way, the snek didn't care for adventure as long as they got to hunt for smol creatures to nom on. Looking at the peoples that have grouped up, they thought that it was an odd pair up for going on quests, save for Ms. Snake lady.

The snek flicked its toungue in reply to Junko's question, possibly saying they can poison stuff.

[Rai]

"RUUUUUAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHGGGGGHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUAUAGGGGGG!!!" Screamed the hangry man from atop a hill.