I am interested to play an older Batman, something along the lines of The Dark Knight Returns.
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Hello, Oakman over here, Role Playing since 2006.
I can RP anything, from high fantasy, to advanced military, to sci-fi with all its glorious sub-genres.
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Nathan woke up the same place he had blacked out. The talking Alligator-Fish creature was at his toes, trying to gnaw away his expensive Clarks.
He now knew that whatever fucked the world upside down is real, this was not the coke, or his own hallucinations. Nathan tried to shoo the creature away, it kept persistent in gnawing. He had to do something, his right arm sneaked around the swamp dirt as he looked for a stone or a stick.
He kept searching with his arm, his eyes furiously staring at the creature in an attempt to shoo it away before getting physical. His arm was doing a lot of exploration and the terrian changed from a swampy dirt land to grass. Then bushes. Then trees.
Nathan looked back at his arm, feeling it was just where it should be. In reality he saw his arm, or what it was once, stretching a few feet beyond him and into the nearby bushes. He freaked out, there is no logical explanation. Talking creatures that are half fish and half alligators are believable. More than whatever his arm is doing, he also noticed leaves and more twigs growing out of his sleeves.
The creature stopped bothering Nathan, it walked back, Nathan retrieved the normal length of his arm and tried to sit up. It hurt but he managed to sit up. The creature glowed and spoke to Nathan, only in words he would never comprehend.
"Various Valves, very venomous valves, visit valves, vengeance via Venora, Vanquish valves, Vo Venora's Vigilante."
The creature walked back to the swamp and a Nathan suddenly felt he was able to move. He got up and needed not flex his muscles or crack his joints for he felt none. It felt like roots and leaves, stems and vascular tubes all inside his body. He remained Nathan Thumberstock on the outside however, with the addition of a tiny twig that grew out of his cheekbone, now sprouting a tiny leaf.
He decided to head to the flare, he was extremely thirsty for some reason and he needed hydration.
"Venora's Vigilante? " he wondered.
He now knew that whatever fucked the world upside down is real, this was not the coke, or his own hallucinations. Nathan tried to shoo the creature away, it kept persistent in gnawing. He had to do something, his right arm sneaked around the swamp dirt as he looked for a stone or a stick.
He kept searching with his arm, his eyes furiously staring at the creature in an attempt to shoo it away before getting physical. His arm was doing a lot of exploration and the terrian changed from a swampy dirt land to grass. Then bushes. Then trees.
Nathan looked back at his arm, feeling it was just where it should be. In reality he saw his arm, or what it was once, stretching a few feet beyond him and into the nearby bushes. He freaked out, there is no logical explanation. Talking creatures that are half fish and half alligators are believable. More than whatever his arm is doing, he also noticed leaves and more twigs growing out of his sleeves.
The creature stopped bothering Nathan, it walked back, Nathan retrieved the normal length of his arm and tried to sit up. It hurt but he managed to sit up. The creature glowed and spoke to Nathan, only in words he would never comprehend.
"Various Valves, very venomous valves, visit valves, vengeance via Venora, Vanquish valves, Vo Venora's Vigilante."
The creature walked back to the swamp and a Nathan suddenly felt he was able to move. He got up and needed not flex his muscles or crack his joints for he felt none. It felt like roots and leaves, stems and vascular tubes all inside his body. He remained Nathan Thumberstock on the outside however, with the addition of a tiny twig that grew out of his cheekbone, now sprouting a tiny leaf.
He decided to head to the flare, he was extremely thirsty for some reason and he needed hydration.
"Venora's Vigilante? " he wondered.
Wait I think Sean is approaching Pierre and Darla Ann, not Jason and the hot teach.
I think we should start using mentions to avoid further confusions.
Also this is the creature that was talking to Nathan:
I think we should start using mentions to avoid further confusions.
Also this is the creature that was talking to Nathan:
@aladdin_sane I am confused still ughh, I mean Nathan blacked out on some swamp, she cant just bump into someone who is blacked out the blues.
Dunno.
Dunno.
@merrrrideth Who did Darla Ann bump into? INITIALLY there are two well dressed men in expensive suit.
Is it Pierre or Nathan?
Is it Pierre or Nathan?
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I agree, thusly I do not rush anybody when it comes to posting...I have trust that whomever I am roleplaying with will respond when the inspiration strikes. Unless GM nerfs it I figured that a little pre-incident world building could not hurt; the thing to remember is we are not representing characters in a vacuum I like to think that the in game world existed before the roleplay started so therefore history exists...little things like the aforementioned adds flavor to the game.
Agreed, also adding and creating history actually gives value to us altering said history. We can't just make a new world without having made an old one. We could still keep using flashbacks or similar devices to build both pre-green world and after as we go.
Also posted. Sorry if it is short, or long lol, can't really tell.
Nathan Thumberstock
6 Hours before the Green.
"Malory, you really think this tie matches the jacket? I am really skeptical about heading to Yellowstone with a freaking Harvey Suit. I would just put up some hiking outfit if it weren't for Pierre Athene himself being the host."
Malory nodded, he was a silent sixty something year old butler. The only one that Nathan Thumberstock really relied on, not that he did anyway. Malory helped with the tie, nodding with a gentle smile. "You don't want to overdress Mr. Athene either."
"Yeah he would absolutely throw a fit for it, I am not really in the best mood to be at anything closely concerning Athene, not after I lost a few hundred millions in China. Green Energy my ass, Oil is the only fuel they should be buying."
"Your Oil sir."
"Indeed."
Nathan decided to take his Limo to Yellowstone, it was a four hours drive, he didn't really want to flash his wealth going into the press event in a helicopter. That would be bad for his public image, especially after losing over six hundred million dollars in a China deal gone bad.
Yellowstone National Park,
The Roosevelt Lodge.
1 Hour before the Green.
The seating area was quite comfy, not too fancy or too shabby. Just the right amount of good, Pierre was this good, but then again he was after something, Nathan thought as he glimpsed the host a couple peoples away. He came alone, didn't want Malory tagging along or even Sandy, this was Yellowstone. You take Sandy to a Victoria's Secret charity event, not the outback. Nathan made small talk with a few gentlemen and women, nothing too burdening, and he always ended the conversation as soon as the dreaded China deal was about to be discussed.
A waiter passed by, there were some glasses of water and orange cocktails on the tray he hesitantly carried around. Nathan thought about grabbing a drink, he was still a bit shaken up from the whole "Go Green Campaign" the entire Eastern part of the world are advocating and sadly adopting. At least America still believe in Oil, he decided to drink to that.
Half an hour had passed, Pierre would mount the stage in a few moments, Nathan decided to go and give the man a firm handshake before his opening speech. Then earth decided, it will be doing all the openings today.
The mountains shrieked with horror, the sky turned red, then purple then all the hues of horror and despair. The earth below Nathan opened wide like an ancient and hungry predator, spewing out rocks and lava. The trees were flying off into the skies, the skies flying off into the void of space. Nathan stood on a chunk of land mass that was ripped off from the earth as if with a Titan's grip, the chunk of land mass shot into space as Nathan jumped off just in time over something he didn't really understand.
It was a bush, or perhaps the embrace of a pine tree that was flying off a hundred feet away from the conference area. The pine tree landed somewhere in small lake, Nathan was forced into the depth of it and slammed his head against the wet and rigid seabed.
Blackness. Whiteness. His mother's voice, singing him Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in his cradle. There was a fish swimming in the bedroom as if in air. His mother slowly turned green, her hair into seaweed and her eyes into black pebbles. Nathan awoke and gasped air as he found his face sunken in swampy dirt. He tried to get up slowly, he had broken a bone or two.
After a few minutes struggling to sit on his ass and support his back against a disturbingly alive rock, he looked up at the sky.
GREEN.
There were screams, if only muffled. There were scent of something newly created, something he had never smelt. He looked around, some mountains in the distant blurred horizon were missing. Chunks of massive land landing in odd locations, something that looked like a chunk of Toronto was visible a few ten miles south. Nathan felt his bones, broken, his cellphone shattered and his sense of location and direction completely missed up.
He was at least a hundred something away from the Roosevelt lodge. At some swamp or lake that looked like a scene out of a "The Queen of Mars" book. Nathan tried to get up in vain, he decided to stay put. He scratched his face and felt something odd in his left cheekbone.
It felt like a twig was sticking out, it felt like a tiny stick of pine twig was sticking out from inside out. A twig has grown out from his cheekbone. He dismissed the interest of pondering as he saw a few more hundred somethings away the ember light of a flare being shot into the sky.
Before he got up something walked, more like crawled from out of the swamp. It spoke.
"Veroni vurdalla verroci vamptu vandeqa vello?"
It was a fish, a small alligator. A little of both. It was obscene. He decided to touch the twig in his cheekbones before muttering...
"What the fuck kind of coke did Ernie sell me?"
He blacked out.
6 Hours before the Green.
"Malory, you really think this tie matches the jacket? I am really skeptical about heading to Yellowstone with a freaking Harvey Suit. I would just put up some hiking outfit if it weren't for Pierre Athene himself being the host."
Malory nodded, he was a silent sixty something year old butler. The only one that Nathan Thumberstock really relied on, not that he did anyway. Malory helped with the tie, nodding with a gentle smile. "You don't want to overdress Mr. Athene either."
"Yeah he would absolutely throw a fit for it, I am not really in the best mood to be at anything closely concerning Athene, not after I lost a few hundred millions in China. Green Energy my ass, Oil is the only fuel they should be buying."
"Your Oil sir."
"Indeed."
Nathan decided to take his Limo to Yellowstone, it was a four hours drive, he didn't really want to flash his wealth going into the press event in a helicopter. That would be bad for his public image, especially after losing over six hundred million dollars in a China deal gone bad.
Yellowstone National Park,
The Roosevelt Lodge.
1 Hour before the Green.
The seating area was quite comfy, not too fancy or too shabby. Just the right amount of good, Pierre was this good, but then again he was after something, Nathan thought as he glimpsed the host a couple peoples away. He came alone, didn't want Malory tagging along or even Sandy, this was Yellowstone. You take Sandy to a Victoria's Secret charity event, not the outback. Nathan made small talk with a few gentlemen and women, nothing too burdening, and he always ended the conversation as soon as the dreaded China deal was about to be discussed.
A waiter passed by, there were some glasses of water and orange cocktails on the tray he hesitantly carried around. Nathan thought about grabbing a drink, he was still a bit shaken up from the whole "Go Green Campaign" the entire Eastern part of the world are advocating and sadly adopting. At least America still believe in Oil, he decided to drink to that.
Half an hour had passed, Pierre would mount the stage in a few moments, Nathan decided to go and give the man a firm handshake before his opening speech. Then earth decided, it will be doing all the openings today.
The mountains shrieked with horror, the sky turned red, then purple then all the hues of horror and despair. The earth below Nathan opened wide like an ancient and hungry predator, spewing out rocks and lava. The trees were flying off into the skies, the skies flying off into the void of space. Nathan stood on a chunk of land mass that was ripped off from the earth as if with a Titan's grip, the chunk of land mass shot into space as Nathan jumped off just in time over something he didn't really understand.
It was a bush, or perhaps the embrace of a pine tree that was flying off a hundred feet away from the conference area. The pine tree landed somewhere in small lake, Nathan was forced into the depth of it and slammed his head against the wet and rigid seabed.
Blackness. Whiteness. His mother's voice, singing him Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in his cradle. There was a fish swimming in the bedroom as if in air. His mother slowly turned green, her hair into seaweed and her eyes into black pebbles. Nathan awoke and gasped air as he found his face sunken in swampy dirt. He tried to get up slowly, he had broken a bone or two.
After a few minutes struggling to sit on his ass and support his back against a disturbingly alive rock, he looked up at the sky.
GREEN.
There were screams, if only muffled. There were scent of something newly created, something he had never smelt. He looked around, some mountains in the distant blurred horizon were missing. Chunks of massive land landing in odd locations, something that looked like a chunk of Toronto was visible a few ten miles south. Nathan felt his bones, broken, his cellphone shattered and his sense of location and direction completely missed up.
He was at least a hundred something away from the Roosevelt lodge. At some swamp or lake that looked like a scene out of a "The Queen of Mars" book. Nathan tried to get up in vain, he decided to stay put. He scratched his face and felt something odd in his left cheekbone.
It felt like a twig was sticking out, it felt like a tiny stick of pine twig was sticking out from inside out. A twig has grown out from his cheekbone. He dismissed the interest of pondering as he saw a few more hundred somethings away the ember light of a flare being shot into the sky.
Before he got up something walked, more like crawled from out of the swamp. It spoke.
"Veroni vurdalla verroci vamptu vandeqa vello?"
It was a fish, a small alligator. A little of both. It was obscene. He decided to touch the twig in his cheekbones before muttering...
"What the fuck kind of coke did Ernie sell me?"
He blacked out.
It is chill @oakman as I figured you were preoccupied irl. Sometimes the greatest roleplay ideas come when I am dreaming or when I am bored at work/class.
True words, I know it is common courtesy to keep a constant pace when RPing, but whenever posting becomes more an obligation than something you would willingly do for fun, it stops being fun. The greatest writings tend to be produced at the oddest times really.
Anyway, I liked that you added a bit of history to the world in Hector's bio. Helps add more depth not only to his character but also to the overall feel of this world we are recreating.
Ok enough blabbering, back to my post haha.
Sorry about not posting I fell asleep halfway writing, just woke up and going to finish what I wrote, will also incorporate the stuff I dreamed, more surreal effect.
Hector seems interesting, cant wait to interact with him, and Athene. @aladdin_sane
Hector seems interesting, cant wait to interact with him, and Athene. @aladdin_sane
Off the keyboards gentlemen! (And ladies) Writing my post now, should take an hour because I am still reading.
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