My second IC post this whole RP. Also, casually stealing OOC post number 300...
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STATUS: I'm on the 10th day of looking for an RP where I can drop my new superhero OC idea. Hate dry spells. 1 yr ago
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I'm on the 10th day of looking for an RP where I can drop my new superhero OC idea. Hate dry spells.
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Returning for the first time in about 2 years. This is going to be interesting...
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Death Note RP in a nutshell: A person got a notebook filled with power. That person's name was <insert character name here>, and- *character drops dead for writing their own name*
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When RPGuild goes down for a few minutes and you are thinking "Is this the end?" and you cling on to hope it will come back up.
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Do people hold a neverending grudge against you if you take the last cookie?
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Sam Spark
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Sam casually walked into the hall full of festivities. He left his armor back at his home, as he wasn't on 'duty' right now. He made sure to blend in with the crowd, as even though he wasn't planning on killing someone tonight, he didn't like to be in the spotlight. As he made his way past the royalties, he didn't saw anyone he knew personaly. It was no surprise to him though, he didn't have many connections except for the highest of the ranks, and they were his superiors.
Some of the Kingsguard knew him from the time that he came into the throne room, offering his services to the King. Many were surprised he even got into the highly secured hall without getting noticed. Many thought he was there to assassinate the King, that it was a lie to get closer to the man. However, the King seemed to be confinced pretty fast about his intentions. Maybe it had to do with the rumours that the King could sense people's heart, but Sam didn't thought too much about it. Everyone had the right to have their secrets, he thought.
He took one of the goblets of wine being carried around by one of the maidens, and leaned against the wall to one of the sides. There was another reason besides the festivities he was there. As one of the men who swore their service to the king, he needed to protect the King in case of danger. And who could be better for the job of finding assassins, then an assassin like himself. While drinking of his wine, he scanned the room for anyone acting out of the ordinary.
You said something about heat seeking eyes. Is that a special ability Drows have? You didn't work that one out yet. Also, can you get me a picture of what a Moon Fey looks like? Just need it for my imagination to get the story straight.
Quick question, what time is it now in the IRL world of the RP? I'm still a bit confused about if it's afternoon, evening or night. Also, is it okay for my character to move to the academy? I RP'd that he was living at home in my first post, but I don't like that. He was going to the academy already, he was just not sleeping there.
Shadow Shot manoeuvred himself through the mass of Dissolusions with ease. He was good at riding a motorcycle, probably because of the many racing games he played as a child. He sprinted a bit further, and rode towards the edge of a cliff. He knew that he could steer to the side in time with his skills, hoping the dissolusions following him couldn't and would fall towards their dead. Only the thought about it would get a grin on Shadow Shot's face, which was hidden behind his mask. It almost seemed like a joke.
However, the joke was on him.
He shot a few times backwards with his sidearm and killed a few of the Dissolusions to anger the creepers chasing him. He was almost at the edge, and was about to steer to the side when the lagg happened. The motorcycle seemed to be affected by it a lot, and it stopped driving suddenly, throwing Shadow Shot into the air, straight towards the cliff. Of all the times the system could lagg... right now... he thought before falling face-down towards the ground and belly flopped the dirt. It hurt a bit, as there was not much pain in DGO, but he survived it somehow. He looked at his HP. He had about 2% left. Talking about luck at its finest. He started to chuckle a bit, and turned onto his back. That's when he saw the motorcycle coming straight at him. "FUUUUUUUU-" He said, before the motorcycle crashed into him, causing an explosion and Shadow Shot to die.
As it all became black around Shadow Shot, indicating he died, he suddenly saw a pop-up:
Sam opened his eyes. He was in the 'real world' again, except that he hated to call it that way, as he sometimes found that DGO was more realistic. He looked at the ceiling from his bed. Great, I get a job from the Black King of all persons, and then I not only die, but also get disconnected. Just great... Let's just hope it isn't expired by the time it is up again.
"Attention all students of Purple Crown Academy and of the World Interface." Sam got straight up on his bed, hearing the anouncement through his chip. "Please, do not be alarmed by the sudden technical difficulties we are enduring right now. Our team is investigating the matter thoroughly and it appears that it was only a massive lag caused by an influx of enemy NPCs. Deep Ground Online will be functional again in the following afternoon. However, it would seem that any Players who died in DGO before the crash are still able to log on to the system.” Sam got a smile on his face. Still able to log on, huh? That's convenient.
“And now, a message from the Black King. She deeply apologizes for the missed opportunity for the majority of you in meeting her. However, she states that for all of those who pledge allegiance to the Ebony Strykers, the next Guild meeting shall be tomorrow within the Black Kingdom, the same as today. And….the Black King has made her first orders to her new Guild. She desires for all of her followers to hunt down any stray Outlaws still remaining in the Black District as soon as possible. That is all. Thank you for your time and patience. Oh…and welcome to the Ebony Strykers.”
Hunting down outlaws... I can do that. Sam thought. It was pretty late already, so he would go to sleep for now, but tomorow he would kick some outlaw ass.
However, the joke was on him.
He shot a few times backwards with his sidearm and killed a few of the Dissolusions to anger the creepers chasing him. He was almost at the edge, and was about to steer to the side when the lagg happened. The motorcycle seemed to be affected by it a lot, and it stopped driving suddenly, throwing Shadow Shot into the air, straight towards the cliff. Of all the times the system could lagg... right now... he thought before falling face-down towards the ground and belly flopped the dirt. It hurt a bit, as there was not much pain in DGO, but he survived it somehow. He looked at his HP. He had about 2% left. Talking about luck at its finest. He started to chuckle a bit, and turned onto his back. That's when he saw the motorcycle coming straight at him. "FUUUUUUUU-" He said, before the motorcycle crashed into him, causing an explosion and Shadow Shot to die.
As it all became black around Shadow Shot, indicating he died, he suddenly saw a pop-up:
Attention! Attention! All Players will be forcefully logged out of Deep Ground Online due to internal errors and damages! Attention! Attention! All Players will be forcefully logged out immediately!
Sam opened his eyes. He was in the 'real world' again, except that he hated to call it that way, as he sometimes found that DGO was more realistic. He looked at the ceiling from his bed. Great, I get a job from the Black King of all persons, and then I not only die, but also get disconnected. Just great... Let's just hope it isn't expired by the time it is up again.
"Attention all students of Purple Crown Academy and of the World Interface." Sam got straight up on his bed, hearing the anouncement through his chip. "Please, do not be alarmed by the sudden technical difficulties we are enduring right now. Our team is investigating the matter thoroughly and it appears that it was only a massive lag caused by an influx of enemy NPCs. Deep Ground Online will be functional again in the following afternoon. However, it would seem that any Players who died in DGO before the crash are still able to log on to the system.” Sam got a smile on his face. Still able to log on, huh? That's convenient.
“And now, a message from the Black King. She deeply apologizes for the missed opportunity for the majority of you in meeting her. However, she states that for all of those who pledge allegiance to the Ebony Strykers, the next Guild meeting shall be tomorrow within the Black Kingdom, the same as today. And….the Black King has made her first orders to her new Guild. She desires for all of her followers to hunt down any stray Outlaws still remaining in the Black District as soon as possible. That is all. Thank you for your time and patience. Oh…and welcome to the Ebony Strykers.”
Hunting down outlaws... I can do that. Sam thought. It was pretty late already, so he would go to sleep for now, but tomorow he would kick some outlaw ass.
@Lucius Cypher I don't know how much EXP I started off with. Does starting at level 3 means you start with 0 EXP?
BTW, how long does it take to respawn when you don't have 0 EXP?
Quick question, can I RP that in the last seconds before the crash Shadow Shot dies? I don't even need the Dissolutions anymore I think. :D
@Lucius Cypher That would be a good option.
If you die now, it'll spare you a worse fate later. It's a question of picking your poison really.
I don't know how Shadow Shot would die though. He isn't in combat yet and crashing his motorcycle seems a bit too inexperienced for him.
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