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Welp here's a status update. I still have the soup
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Why are you here? There's nothing to see. So just go. Go I tell you! Leave these hallowed grounds now! Get out of here and do something more interesting then reading some stranger on the internet's bio on a roleplay website.

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Magnus looked at the planet, astonished. "I-" he paused "I can't thank you enough." He said with unmatched enthusiasm. He hasn't owned a ship since it was destroyed by, let's say, unfortunate consequences on his end. "Well, I guess this is where I get off and I say goodbye. Maybe we'll see each other around sometime. And given the chance, I could "return" the favor." He said suggestively while packing his things. "Again, thanks for everything. You don't know how grateful I am." he said while waiting for her to go towards the planet.
"Well, I'm sorry to intrude, uh, Manny was it? I was a bit rude before. How about we just start over. Hi, I'm Magnus Magisterium of the planet of Venuleceso. You can call me whatever you want, except Maggie. God I hate that name." he said while rolling his eyes. "I was sent through a portal near yourself and I had to board you or else I would've died. Thanks for letting me stay by the way. You can still go to that shindig or whatever. I'll just be along for the ride until I can find somewhere where I can get off." Once finished, Magnus took the wicker chest with all his belongings inside it and side down on it.

"You're fine at socializing, it's just that I've had a pretty stressful-" he looks at his brother's watch, "hour or so and I just want to relax for a minute." He talks a deep breath, folds his hands and lowers his forehead towards, then lowers his hands and head towards his feet slowly while sighing. He then suddenly jerks up with a smile and waits for a response.



"That's a great offer but I'd rather be somewhere where the ground isn't trying to seduce me." Magnus said with a combination of uncomfortableness and intrigue. "Is there anywhere you'd recommend dropping me off? Like a space station or refuge of some kind?" he asked.
Magnus was at first startled by the realization, but came to terms with the creature. If he weren't riding on the creature now, he would've been frozen to death and suffocated at that point. The creature was going somewhere and Magnus needed to protect the creature at all costs. He rummaged through his belongings to find at least something that might help. His brother's watch, no that was only for emergencies, a pair of sunglasses he swiped from the Sunglasses guy, no, he might need that for a disguise. A wad of hair from the Giant Yeti that broke out of that intergalactic zoo a few years ago.

"Of course! How could I forget this?" Magnus said to himself. It was a bottle of a strange elixer gifted to him by a high priestess he had had a fling with some time ago. The elixer was one that would take a property from a certain object or entity dissolved inside and amplify that property. He only had a small amount left, but that should be enough if he had the right materials. Strangely, the yeti's hair smelled like peppermints. The boosted affect might possibly be a type of repellent. He opened the bottle and grabbed three strands of hair and placed it into the liquid. Almost immediately, the hair dissolved and the elixer give out an aroma that smelt so sweet, that Magnus had to close the bottle in order to keep his nose from getting diabetes. While the flea was turned around, Magnus slowly crept up behind it and smashed the elixer on the ground.
Suddenly, Magnus regained consciousness. His body was filled with heat but his eyes were blinded by a bright light. He got out of the tent and realized what was the cause of this phenomenon. A rip in spacetime was sucking them in.

"GET AWAY!" yelled Ethel as she tried to float back towards her vessel. But it was no use. Accepting their ultimate demise, each of the people held what possessions they had. They flew towards the rip faster and faster until SNAP. Magnus looked around. He was in empty space, with no one else around him. Through the rip, the rest of the passengers ended up in either an alternate universe, a different time period, or a different location within the same universe, or a combination of any of the three.

The ultimate fates of the other passengers are not known, but some rumors have been spread. One is that the Lone Mariachi traveled to the past and became a god of a primitive people that were microscopic in his perspective, and ruled over them with the mighty bellow from his trumpet. Another is that Ethel traveled to an alternate universe and was captured by pirates 3 times her size and sold on the illegal pet trade. People have run into the sunglasses guy in the same universe, but he was always wearing a different pair of sunglasses, so no one could notice him.

At that moment, Magnus had no idea where and/or when he traveled to. Space was the same as in the previous place he was. Cold and dark. But before Magnus could freeze again, he saw a rouge planet (look it up if you need to) about the size of a very small moon. Mustering all the strength he could, Magnus stepped onto a piece of space debris and used his telepathy to move himself towards the planet. Once on, he noticed a strange heat source originating from the inside. This was enough to keep him alive at least. The planet was featureless and smooth, almost steel like in structure. There Magnus waited. He didn't know where the planet was going, but he was along for the ride.

As Magnus sat in his small tent, he awaited his next client. For some reason today he wasn't getting many patrons. He pushed the sides of the openings of the tent open and looked outside. No one. He thought this was weird, mostly because this was one of the most popular tourist spots on the planet. The entire park and mountain range beside it was absolutely devoid of people. He looked to his right and saw that his fellow vendors were all huddled together around a small fire. He walked towards them.
"Hey uh, do any of you guys know where everyone is?"
"You haven't heard?" Piped up the guy who sold cheap plastic sunglasses. He shook his head in disbelief but struggled to say it himself. "The planet's going to be destoryed."
Magnus' eyes widened in panic. "Wait... you've GOT to be joking." The man shook his head.
The elderly lady who made horrid characitures spoke up with a shockingly optimistic voice. "My fried Ethel's coming to save us! She has a small ship that could pop on here and whisk us away! We just have to be patient!"
"And you guys are just going to sit here and wait?"
"Yes?" replied the Blornak who produced tasty Hujinubickers.
"Are you sure Ethel's going to be here?" Magnus asked.
The elderly woman pulled up a giant brick-like telephone that was so heavy it almost crushed her hand under its weight. "Ethel? Ethel dear? It's me! Gladys!" On the other end you could hear someone reply, but Magnus couldn't pick up what she was saying.
"Ethel? Good you can hear me. Listen closely dear, ETHEL I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T GET US OUT OF HERE I'M GOING TO PERSONALLY MAKE SURE YOU DIE IN MY HANDS TODAY. DO YOU HEAR ME?" Gladys shouted.
Slowly the sky started to get brighter and warmer. The man who sold sunglasses handed a pair to each person.
"What's that?" asked Magnus.
"It's Hany's Ribbon." he said.
"She's almost here!" yelled Gladys, "So pack up your valuables, let's get out of here!" Everyone dispersed to their site. Magnus's tent closed easily like an umbrella for emergency situations. He moved back towards the campfire as he waited for everyone to finish up. The Sunglasses guy only picked up a basket of sunglasses, Gladys grabbed three paintbrushes. The Blornak didn't grab anything at all. A lone mariachi picked up a rock, not understanding the situation. And a guy made out of silver who had clothes painted on grabbed his gold statue. As the climate grew hotter and hotter everyone grew more and more distrust in Gladys. There were no alternative ways of escape, so she was everyone's last hope.
"SHE'S HERE!" Gladys yelled ominously as she saw the spaceship. It looked so poorly constructed it seemed that if everyone was going to get on, it might not take them out of orbit. The entire craft was about the size of a large van. It was entirely covered in various amounts of sheet metal and rust, with the words "The Ethelizer" written on the side in back paint. The cockpit was the only part that was exposed. Inside was a small elderly woman about the size of Gladys in a 1930's pilot uniform, with the googles and everything. As she lowered the space-van the amount of brightness and heat was getting worse. She opened the back, allowing the vendors to get in with their belonging. When it was time for Magnus to get on it seemed as though it was 120 degrees and as bright as someone holding a flashlight into your eyes. Gladys was right behind him. She was probably the worst person to be in this situation. In a flash, her body was absorbed by her enormous telephone, almost in a melting like fashion.
"Did she regress?" Ethel said in an annoyed voice.
"Maybe?" Magnus said. He picked up the phone and finally boarded the ship. On the sides of the interior were 8 seats on each side.
He handed the phone to Ethel and sat down in a chair between the lone mariachi and the gold statue.
"Hang on to your asses! We're about to go as fast as molasses!" Ethel screamed as she cranked the speed up to 100. Magnus had no idea how fast they were going, but it was so fast that Ethel couldn't tell what was ahead of her and they crashed into an asteroid. The glass of the cockpit broke into several pieces. The phone was the first to be pulled out into the empty void of space. Ethel was next, followed by Mariachi, the Sunglass Guy, The Blornak, the statue, the silver man, and Magnus. While being pulled out, he grabbed the tent. Once exposed to the cold, dead space he tried to use the tent as a makeshift blanket. But the small amount of warmth wasn't enough.
"Shit." He said as he started to freeze.
I've got one

Name: Magnus E. Magisterium

Age: 17,358 (His home planet has short rotations)

Species: Half Venian, Half Mercesese (see backstory)


Abilities: Telekinesis - The ability to move items within 20 feet of sight, with his mind.
The Thinker - When posed with a question he considers any and all possible actions before deciding which one is the most effective







I don't know, just something I mashed together.
Hokem you're not really a God

Here's another one

Pineapple Incorporated

Company type: Manufacturing and Sales

Export: Spaceships

Company Executive Officer: Gillian Reed

Pineapple is synonymous with comfort, so when you by a Pineapple Ship, you know you're getting your money's worth.
Gillian Reed







Here's yet another one

S.A.N.D.R.A.


Name: Sentient Automatic Neurological Database Responding to the Autoist

Age: 187

Current form: Computer Simultaion

Formerly known as Sandra Reed




I'd first like to say that I'm new to role playing in general, so now that that's established,
Hi. I'm the guy who wrote this thing. Like all that I do in my life, I have no idea what I'm doing. So, do I have to put my interests on this or something? Ok then. I like drawing I guess, genealogy, acting, those sorts of things. I've roleplayed before, but never on a forum website.
That's kind of the jist of me. You might see me around, maybe not. I don't really care and I'm sure you don't either so, ya.

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