Lord Frostecs

Animorphs: The Reckoning

Lalna nods, and gives a slight smile to Emma. "Oh yes, I am perfectly fine, it is just... I have always wanted to save the world, do something good for the world without the use of science that could potentially backfire and cause what happened in Terminator... And now, we can use our morphing for good! I have spent all day working out how this could work, and it seems, if we have the ability, we can use it as a weapon against the yeerks, transform into a small insect for covert operations, transform into a large carnivore for guerrilla warfare, and even breach the yeerk base, wherever it is using our morphs! That is, if they work." He says, sounding out of breath and slightly more calm then before, but still excited. He uses his mild knowledge of military tactics from the movies and shows on the telly(such as M.A.S.H) his dad watches on his Sundays off to talk about ways they can fight the yeerk menace, when he notices the deer pointed out by Emma. "Oh! A... What do you call them... A deer, yes, that is the word! If we can get the deer's DNA sequence, we can actually have our first morph, which could be very useful!" He says, looking fondly at the deer, thinking of the possibilities, when his thoughts are broken by a wild Mason accusing him of using drugs on all of them. "Oi, 'old on a minute mate! What's this about me giving you all drugs? Why on earth would I bloody do that! For one, I wouldn't know how to make drugs to cause hallutionations, since I am not a medical chemist, and even though I have access to a variety of chemicals due to my dad being a chemical engineer, I would never use them on you all, since I don't want to hurt anyone! I am a biochemist, an engineer, a true scientist! I don't know why you think I would harm you, for I have no intention of it! Far from it, I actually want to help everyone I can, even if they do not match up to my superior intellect! Maybe you are a primitive brute who is hostile on things they don't understand, but I can assure you, this is all real if we all see it at once. At least, that is what the little voice in my head says. I am not crazy!" He says, going quickly defensive and backing up, trying to defend his case like the mad scientist he is. He quickly goes off topic and starts talking about the voice in his head, that acts as a mentor to him, most likely as a result from the chemical fumes he comes into contact with every few days. He then notices Steph, and tips his helmet to her, quickly changing his attitude, pretending his conversation with Mason never happened, a good skill of his. "Oh, don't worry, I haven't told anyone about this... Because, if I told anyone about this, they would either dismiss me as having some sort of drug trip, which is likely due to me being an apprentice to a mad scientist, lock me up in an insane asylum, which is likely as well, or try to bring me to a psychiatrist. Who would we talk to? We could try to contact the andelites, but I would need to spend days working on a device to try to contact them, which I can do while everyone else does the grunt work. If I can get into contact with them, we will be able to tell them of the Yeerk menace! But we would need to hold off the invasion, which how can we do it? We are only a group of kids, and only one of us, that is me, is intelligent enough to even begin to experiment and fabricate things to hold off on the enemy." He says, quickly going off on a tangent, sounding thoroughly crazy and even a little psychopathic as he begins to talk about things that are not even related, but could end up being a good answer to a different question.

Animorphs: The Reckoning

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It took Lalna quite a long time to realize his situation that he was in, and when he was given the note to meet the others after school by the trail, he almost thought he was crazy, thought this was all a crazy dream. This has been crazy, for he has actually met real aliens, by aliens he always knew existed but never thought he would meet. And to top it all off, he was given some odd powers, to save the world of some sort of other alien who wants to destroy the world as we know it and enslave the population? This is insane, but he knows there must be some sort of logical explanation. So, when he gets the note in school, when the bell rings, he gets out of class and, putting on his odd custom helmet looking like a futuristic space-helmet, hops on his odd motorcycle looking to be some mess of some science-fiction hover-bike, almost copying the Delorian style but running pretty much like a motorcycle, as he revs the engine and heads to the back of the school, dodging students and narrowly avoiding crashing into the school. The air fills with the smell of burning ethanol and other burning alcohols, as he cruises to a stop at the group. "Hello fellow Humans, I have arrived... I guess this was not a dream like I thought it was... Either that or we had a mass hallucination, which could be logical... This is totally illogical, how could this happen to a poor, undeserving species like us... This is crazy, this defies all logic! This is not typical science, this is witchcraft!" He says aloud, wittering on as he enters the group, sounding like the mad scientist he is. "Oh, sorry 'bout my rant... Just had to get that off my chest... But if this ability is real, then we are like the transformers, but who can transform into any organic life-form This is an exciting new skill, and could be excellent for research! However, we must not forget that the world will go to hell if we do not do anything... So we must fight, we must become the Daleks and exterminate the Yeerks, whatever they are!" He says, breathing heavily after his long spiel, being a man of many words and giving a long spiel when a sentence will suffice. He rubs the back of his furry neck, and his tail seems to be wagging slightly. He stands on one foot impatiently, leaning against his motorcycle.

Animorphs: The Reckoning

Alright, that sounds good! I am so excited, I can hardly wait!

Animorphs: The Reckoning

I remember when I was a kid, I had to use an old custom made windows DoS gaming computer(even though windows vista and xp were out) and man was it loud. Shame it doesn't work anymore, but my dad has recently been trying to repair it, since it is not in the best shape. 'Twas a good computer for playing DoS games, at the time it was bloody ace!

Animorphs: The Reckoning

Ahh, I see. Thank you for the information, I'll do a bit of research and get back to you, but I think I am pretty much ready for this roleplay! Thanks!

Pokemon: Prime

Alright, good luck mate! Have a good rest.

Animorphs: The Reckoning

Alright, this is going to be awesome, I can just smell it! And yes, I think late high school types would be good, because, since the characters in the book were children in mid teens, our characters should reflect that! And I will be able to post a few posts daily, don't worry about that. Thus a minimum of a post a day for me is a guarantee, even having multiple posts if everyone is active. However, if something comes up that forces me to post less and be less active, I will warn you guys of that development. And yes, seizing the narrative would definitely be good, and can help my character get around to having a little bit of his own free will with being spontaneous a little. And considering I myself am a teen in my 3rd year of high-school, I will easily be able to get into the head of my OC, since he is more or less based around me and my personality to make role-play a leetle bit easier for me. And my character could easily fit into the role of the nerd or the more heartfelt character that can step in when our intentions stray from good and start to cross the line into evil, so my character has a role set. I just have one final question: Which time period are we doing? Are we doing mid 1990's like in the books, or are we doing modern day? Just for conformation to be able to get my first post done when we write the first role-play post!

Pokémon: Start

Sigh. Alright, take your time... I am going to try to wean myself off this alcohol.

Animorphs: The Reckoning

Sincerest apologies, all! I was absent for way longer than I expected to be, but that gave me time to think up a beginning for the story and devise my character sheet, which I'm working on as I type (sorta :p). Expect to start tonight or tomorrow! If we don't, one of you has permission to kick my ass! ;D

@SM64Dude

Oh, it's fine, you can take all the time you need for doing what you need to do. I like your character, it is short but sweet, and gets to the point! I hope we start the roleplay soon, but if not, that is fine, since it gives me a bit of time to work on my scrapcastle(TM) while I wait. So take your time, don't worry, because I can understand that you are doing other things before roleplay! :)

Pokémon: Start

I understand.