Darog the Badger God Member
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STATUS: I ride the waves like a Deaf So-Cal Surfer with an inebriated left leg. 9 yrs ago
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Darog (/ˈdʒiːzəs/; Greek: Ἰησοῦς Badass; 7–2 BC to Whenever he feels like it), also referred to as Darog the Badger God, is the central figure of Christianity, whom the teachings of most Christian denominations hold to be the Son of The Great Badger. Christianity regards Darog as the awaited Messiah (or "The Badger God") of the Old Testament and refers to him as Darog Barrowolf, a name that is also used in non-Christian contexts.
Virtually all modern scholars of antiquity agree that Darog existed historically, although the quest for the historical Darog has produced little agreement on the historical reliability of the Gospels and on how closely the biblical Darog reflects the historical Darog.Most scholars agree that Darog The Badger God was a great warrior and an all round badass. who preached his message orally, was baptized in the blood of his fallen enemies by some weird fuck, and was crucified in Jerusalem on the orders of the Roman prefect, some poncy no namer. Scholars have constructed various portraits of the historical Darog, which often depict him as having one or more of the following roles: the leader of an apocalyptic movement, Messiah, a charismatic healer, a sage and philosopher, or an egalitarian social reformer, or more accurately, the baddest ass of all. Scholars have correlated the New Testament accounts with non-Christian historical records to arrive at an estimated chronology of Darog's life. The widely accepted calendar era (abbreviated as "AD", alternatively referred to as "CE"), counts from a medieval estimate of the awesomeness of Darog.
Christians believe that Darog has a "unique significance" in the world. Christian doctrines include the beliefs that Darog was conceived by the Holy Spirit, was born of a virgin, performed miracles and blackjack parties with hookers and shotguns, founded the Church of Cool, died by crucifixion as a sacrifice to achieve no fucks, rose from the dead to get bitches and give his killers stitches, and ascended into heaven, whence he will return after his all nighters of drinking and sexual deviancy. The great majority of Christians worship Darog as the incarnation of The Great Badger, The Badger God, the second of three persons of a Divine Trinity.
In Islam, Darog (commonly transliterated as "Dargod") is considered one of The Great Badger's important prophets and the Messiah. To Muslims, Darog is a bringer of Coolness and was born of a badass sexy Badger girl. According to the Quran, Jesus was not crucified but was physically raised into the heavens by The Great Badger.
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natsumehack said
Give it a try, it can't end that bad, turt is banned remember.
You've seen how these threads end, yet you still make one? Really? Haven't you learned anything?
I'm pro choice too.
Just don't cry if this thread becomes a steaming pile of shit
Lucian said
Hah, right? Odd choice for your serious thread's subject, Nat.
It is, seriously lol.
Well, considering how these threads go.....,
....bye-bye.
....bye-bye.
I'm not disappoint.
Nice! will get on the OOC real soon once I sleep!
gcold said
PC or GTFO
You are probably doing this out of whimsy and being funny.
if not, seriously go fuck yourself with a rusty spade
For the actual RP itself!
~~~Premise/Idea~~~
New Arcadia, a city built from the hard work and sweat of the Grimm Foundation. Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, brothers and creators of the organization wanted this city to be a beacon of hope and freedom for those who want the best out of their life. Overtime the city grew, attracting many more lives with its promise. Ironically it was through this that the promise faded. Unprepared with such rapid growth, crime flourished. Gangs rose up from petty thieves and soon huge crime families appeared from the darkness. Organizations built on blood and bodies in more ways than one they saw the city as a perfect opportunity to thrive. Snow White and "The Kitsune" have since become the major crime bosses of New Arcadia, but make no mistake, for The Kitsune has Snow White wrapped around his own finger. Nobody knows just where The Kitsune came from or even what he looks like aside from a few that have the luck of running into him. Sadistic and maniacal, Cruel and intelligent, he is definitely to be feared. All that is known is that the he doesn't bring order withing the ranks of the underground, but crazed rampage. As both of them work together, the city will slowly fall into their palms.
What they didn't expect, was "The Black Queen" someone with a vendetta against both, a "Vigilante" of sorts planning the downfall of Snow White and The Kitsune. She's still only one person against a criminal underworld run by Arcadia's two most powerful crime bosses. The Black Queen has gained a few allies for her plan, one of them acting as a double agent for her. Whilst The kitsune is not worried, he actually loves the challenge, seeing this as a chance to "let loose" and just have fun. Snow White though, she's more paranoid, since she has an idea who this Black Queen might be
This is not going to share much of the fantasy of fairy tales(Aside from Magic, but that is explained in the rules), although not an entirely realistic noir take on them either. Best described as a setting between both worlds, allowing the gritty and darker elements of a "Noir" tone to be mixed up with the fantasy and magic of fairytales for an interesting twist. What you do in this world will have a consequence in some form, it may lead to an NPC's untimely death(maybe even a player's character's death) or it might lead to a discovery about the plot/characters/city within the roleplay. Of course, players will be able to add to the lore and history of New Arcadia if they so desire just as long as it does not get in the way of what has been already established.
Whoever your character is, you are directly or indirectly effected by the growing hostilities within the criminal underworld. A detective? a thug within one of the major crime families?(Maybe one of the smaller ones instead?), or maybe one of the "allies" of the Black Queen?Who you choose will eventually be drawn into this conflict. Your personal story may effect which side you choose, or make you take a neutral stance and watch as the conflict sweeps through or maybe you are waiting for an opportunity either big or small? Whatever you decide for your character, he/she will definitely play a role in the larger story, how you effect it and how you "move" within the world is entirely up to you.
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So this is a revival of an RP I had on the old site, would anyone be interested?
New Arcadia, a city built from the hard work and sweat of the Grimm Foundation. Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, brothers and creators of the organization wanted this city to be a beacon of hope and freedom for those who want the best out of their life. Overtime the city grew, attracting many more lives with its promise. Ironically it was through this that the promise faded. Unprepared with such rapid growth, crime flourished. Gangs rose up from petty thieves and soon huge crime families appeared from the darkness. Organizations built on blood and bodies in more ways than one they saw the city as a perfect opportunity to thrive. Snow White and "The Kitsune" have since become the major crime bosses of New Arcadia, but make no mistake, for The Kitsune has Snow White wrapped around his own finger. Nobody knows just where The Kitsune came from or even what he looks like aside from a few that have the luck of running into him. Sadistic and maniacal, Cruel and intelligent, he is definitely to be feared. All that is known is that the he doesn't bring order withing the ranks of the underground, but crazed rampage. As both of them work together, the city will slowly fall into their palms.
What they didn't expect, was "The Black Queen" someone with a vendetta against both, a "Vigilante" of sorts planning the downfall of Snow White and The Kitsune. She's still only one person against a criminal underworld run by Arcadia's two most powerful crime bosses. The Black Queen has gained a few allies for her plan, one of them acting as a double agent for her. Whilst The kitsune is not worried, he actually loves the challenge, seeing this as a chance to "let loose" and just have fun. Snow White though, she's more paranoid, since she has an idea who this Black Queen might be
This is not going to share much of the fantasy of fairy tales(Aside from Magic, but that is explained in the rules), although not an entirely realistic noir take on them either. Best described as a setting between both worlds, allowing the gritty and darker elements of a "Noir" tone to be mixed up with the fantasy and magic of fairytales for an interesting twist. What you do in this world will have a consequence in some form, it may lead to an NPC's untimely death(maybe even a player's character's death) or it might lead to a discovery about the plot/characters/city within the roleplay. Of course, players will be able to add to the lore and history of New Arcadia if they so desire just as long as it does not get in the way of what has been already established.
Whoever your character is, you are directly or indirectly effected by the growing hostilities within the criminal underworld. A detective? a thug within one of the major crime families?(Maybe one of the smaller ones instead?), or maybe one of the "allies" of the Black Queen?Who you choose will eventually be drawn into this conflict. Your personal story may effect which side you choose, or make you take a neutral stance and watch as the conflict sweeps through or maybe you are waiting for an opportunity either big or small? Whatever you decide for your character, he/she will definitely play a role in the larger story, how you effect it and how you "move" within the world is entirely up to you.
So this is a revival of an RP I had on the old site, would anyone be interested?
Drago
Amputated cadavers and krokodil.
Amputated cadavers and krokodil.
Zakarr nodded, not budging one bit in his position. "You may want to hold onto something, this vessel is quite old. Very unstable when entering hyperspace." Zakarr confirmed. By this point, Zakarr had taken in the ideas, and hearing of each of his ally's abilities. He looked toward Allison. "The presence within you, this Demon Lord speaks the truth. I can only do little but guide and give you tips before we land. These help with developing your abilities." Zakarr wanted everyone ready to fight. He knew of the risks, and he was prepared for the worst, but seeing everyone here now made him more positive that his last resort will pay off. His planet would be saved, and he'd be building a bridge with another race, or at least a group from another race. " I cannot express my gratitude as I want. But believe me when I say that if we all survive, you will have a friend amongst the stars" He spoke, watching Red Dragon standing affirmative like himself.
"That's what I could sense from you, then" Red Dragon retorted. "I was trained as an assassin by the Dragon Clan. However my father didn't want me to grow up a killer. So he traveled to Metro Bay, raised me whilst hiding his past." Red Dragon looked down. "I started to get visions, a Dragon Spirit of great power told me to channel my chi into one of the stones that Dad locked away. I then became Red Dragon, A warrior of the Dragon Spirit. I use my chi, and channel the Dragon's chi to grant myself the ability to defeat my foes." Skull-Man looked over. "Nice speech, Samurai Jack" He retorted before leaning against the wall. As he did the the Ship entered Hyperspace. the sudden force jerked the ship aroundm knocking Skull-Man off his feet. Both Zakarr and Red Dragon kept their feet still, not budging by the sudden speed of the ship. Red Dragon then looked at Walter. "I believe that we would be capable of taking down this Tremor if we teamed up" he stated.
Natasha brushed her hair out of her face. "I'm an APCA agent back on Earth. Trained for espionage and both close to ranged combat. Plus I'm a Cryokinetic Anomaly, meaning I can freeze things." She then looked over at Ritchie. "But you already knew about us, except for Zakarr and Red Dragon.....anyway, call me Agent Frost." she held on tightly to the railings. Skull Man managed to jump to his feet once more. "Hey, don't act like you didn't know about us too, okay?" Skull-Man waved his finger at Frost. "heh...Sure, we kept an eye on both "Allison" and "Walter" but they were not planning anything devious, so we just left them alone" she remarked, surprised by Skull-Man's perception. The ship steadied itself. " We have spare beds in the crew quarters, you all should get enough rest. We also have a training room, just in case you feel the need to let off some excess energy we will be in range of Planet Vulka in 7 hours." Zakarr said. "You, escort them." Zakarr demanded the nearby soldier. His soldier quickly moved towards the exit of the bridge, the entourage of super humans followed him out. Zakarr's second in command, Vavon moved closer. "You sure this plan will work?" Zakarr only smirked, nodding to Vavon. Zakarr was taking a huge gamble with this type of recruiting, but he was desperate, and he did not want to see his home slowly have it's life sucked away by the action of one Tyrant. This was the only method he could plan that would not have put his people in harm's way.
As the rest entered their quarters to get some needed rest before the initial mission, Natasha was preparing herself by training for an hour or two, to make sure she was in top fighting form. Everything was moving fast, and she dreaded the report she would have to write up for this particular mission. Natasha was going through basic stretches and simple combat techniques to warm her-self up for the mission. She continued with her warm ups, noticing that someone had slipped in. Her gut feeling was correct in thinking it was Skull-Man behind her. “So, are you just going to stare?” Skull-Man tilted his slightly. “OH will I? totes!” Natasha sighed. “you can drop the act now…you’ve known me since I was a child.” Skull-Man’s demeanour suddenly changed, as if he became completely different person, standing straight, with a more authorative stance. “Could see right through me huh? It’s a way to keep the others from knowing how I act. Plus it’s a great defense against telepaths.” Skull-Man explained as Natasha crossed her arms, shaking her head. “Should’ve known that’s the main reason, it was great to see you again. I’ve missed you.” She stated, unsure how to act around her Guardian and saviour. Skull-Man’s expression was that of a smile, hidden beneath his mask. “Ditto, but I know you have your APCA work to do; maybe once this is all over we can catch up?” Natasha nodded. “I’d like that, actually” Skull-Man walked closer, getting into a more fighting ready stance. “Shall we?” Natasha nodded. Skull-Man moved quickly, throwing the first strike, a quick jab from his left. Natasha spotted it, using Skull-Man’s momentum at the last minute, throwing into a judo toss. Skull-Man managed to land on his feet. Natasha moved closer, following up with a quick low kick from her left, Skull-Man quickly lifting his foot. Natasha spotted the opening and rushed forward, striking hard into Skull-Man’s gut with a fist. Natasha followed with a quick knee strike and a three jabs, two in the torso and one landing squarely on Skull-Man’s face. Skull-Man staggered, quickly getting back into a fighting stance. The Sparring match lasted a good hour; Natasha was worn out, while Skull-Man was still in top form. They both exchanged a few words as they left the training room.
~~~6 hours later~~~
The Ship exited out of Hyperspace, entering orbit around the planet Vulka. Zakarr looked out from the Bridge, the sight of his homeworld darkened and corrupted filled him with hate and anger. Malus and his men would pay for their hostile takeover and draining of his planet. Using the intercom on the ship, Zakarr ordered his men and his allies to meet in the armory.
Natasha and Skull-Man were the first, followed by Ritchie and then Red Dragon. Walt and Allison made their way eventually followed shortly by Zakarr, tailing them behind. The armory was much larger than the bridge at first glance, filled with various advanced weaponry, ranging from explosives to even simple pistols. Zakarr stood, affirmative as usual. “Only a few more minutes before we land, you may choose a weapon, if you must.” Zakarr turned to Skull-Man. “I have a….”gift” for you, special suit, that will not get damaged during this mission.” Zakarr led Skull-Man out of the armory.
"That's what I could sense from you, then" Red Dragon retorted. "I was trained as an assassin by the Dragon Clan. However my father didn't want me to grow up a killer. So he traveled to Metro Bay, raised me whilst hiding his past." Red Dragon looked down. "I started to get visions, a Dragon Spirit of great power told me to channel my chi into one of the stones that Dad locked away. I then became Red Dragon, A warrior of the Dragon Spirit. I use my chi, and channel the Dragon's chi to grant myself the ability to defeat my foes." Skull-Man looked over. "Nice speech, Samurai Jack" He retorted before leaning against the wall. As he did the the Ship entered Hyperspace. the sudden force jerked the ship aroundm knocking Skull-Man off his feet. Both Zakarr and Red Dragon kept their feet still, not budging by the sudden speed of the ship. Red Dragon then looked at Walter. "I believe that we would be capable of taking down this Tremor if we teamed up" he stated.
Natasha brushed her hair out of her face. "I'm an APCA agent back on Earth. Trained for espionage and both close to ranged combat. Plus I'm a Cryokinetic Anomaly, meaning I can freeze things." She then looked over at Ritchie. "But you already knew about us, except for Zakarr and Red Dragon.....anyway, call me Agent Frost." she held on tightly to the railings. Skull Man managed to jump to his feet once more. "Hey, don't act like you didn't know about us too, okay?" Skull-Man waved his finger at Frost. "heh...Sure, we kept an eye on both "Allison" and "Walter" but they were not planning anything devious, so we just left them alone" she remarked, surprised by Skull-Man's perception. The ship steadied itself. " We have spare beds in the crew quarters, you all should get enough rest. We also have a training room, just in case you feel the need to let off some excess energy we will be in range of Planet Vulka in 7 hours." Zakarr said. "You, escort them." Zakarr demanded the nearby soldier. His soldier quickly moved towards the exit of the bridge, the entourage of super humans followed him out. Zakarr's second in command, Vavon moved closer. "You sure this plan will work?" Zakarr only smirked, nodding to Vavon. Zakarr was taking a huge gamble with this type of recruiting, but he was desperate, and he did not want to see his home slowly have it's life sucked away by the action of one Tyrant. This was the only method he could plan that would not have put his people in harm's way.
As the rest entered their quarters to get some needed rest before the initial mission, Natasha was preparing herself by training for an hour or two, to make sure she was in top fighting form. Everything was moving fast, and she dreaded the report she would have to write up for this particular mission. Natasha was going through basic stretches and simple combat techniques to warm her-self up for the mission. She continued with her warm ups, noticing that someone had slipped in. Her gut feeling was correct in thinking it was Skull-Man behind her. “So, are you just going to stare?” Skull-Man tilted his slightly. “OH will I? totes!” Natasha sighed. “you can drop the act now…you’ve known me since I was a child.” Skull-Man’s demeanour suddenly changed, as if he became completely different person, standing straight, with a more authorative stance. “Could see right through me huh? It’s a way to keep the others from knowing how I act. Plus it’s a great defense against telepaths.” Skull-Man explained as Natasha crossed her arms, shaking her head. “Should’ve known that’s the main reason, it was great to see you again. I’ve missed you.” She stated, unsure how to act around her Guardian and saviour. Skull-Man’s expression was that of a smile, hidden beneath his mask. “Ditto, but I know you have your APCA work to do; maybe once this is all over we can catch up?” Natasha nodded. “I’d like that, actually” Skull-Man walked closer, getting into a more fighting ready stance. “Shall we?” Natasha nodded. Skull-Man moved quickly, throwing the first strike, a quick jab from his left. Natasha spotted it, using Skull-Man’s momentum at the last minute, throwing into a judo toss. Skull-Man managed to land on his feet. Natasha moved closer, following up with a quick low kick from her left, Skull-Man quickly lifting his foot. Natasha spotted the opening and rushed forward, striking hard into Skull-Man’s gut with a fist. Natasha followed with a quick knee strike and a three jabs, two in the torso and one landing squarely on Skull-Man’s face. Skull-Man staggered, quickly getting back into a fighting stance. The Sparring match lasted a good hour; Natasha was worn out, while Skull-Man was still in top form. They both exchanged a few words as they left the training room.
The Ship exited out of Hyperspace, entering orbit around the planet Vulka. Zakarr looked out from the Bridge, the sight of his homeworld darkened and corrupted filled him with hate and anger. Malus and his men would pay for their hostile takeover and draining of his planet. Using the intercom on the ship, Zakarr ordered his men and his allies to meet in the armory.
Natasha and Skull-Man were the first, followed by Ritchie and then Red Dragon. Walt and Allison made their way eventually followed shortly by Zakarr, tailing them behind. The armory was much larger than the bridge at first glance, filled with various advanced weaponry, ranging from explosives to even simple pistols. Zakarr stood, affirmative as usual. “Only a few more minutes before we land, you may choose a weapon, if you must.” Zakarr turned to Skull-Man. “I have a….”gift” for you, special suit, that will not get damaged during this mission.” Zakarr led Skull-Man out of the armory.
Doivid said
Well yeah, but soda is actually the correct term. I hope you know that.
You fuckin piece of shit, go die in a fire! ITS POP YOU FUCKIN MORON! GOD, YOU ARE SOOOO STUPID IT HURTS MY THINKING MACHINE TO TRY AND CALIBRATE WHAT YOU ARE SAYING....
GEEZ...
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