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Hi, I'm Kevin, I'm 26 and I don't really act like it.
No adult content in this RP.
1 paragraph minimum.

The year is 2099, and the Earth is overpopulated with humans to the point where farmers can't grow enough food. Desperate for a solution, the World Leaders have decided to work together, to pull off an impossible task. They have built an artificial atmosphere inside of a self-sustaining spacecraft and placed their hopes in a handful of infants. The World Leaders hope is that they would find a larger planet in which to send their population. Those infants are now ten years old, and have landed on the planet Kakogan.

Despite being aboard the same vessel, they were allowed no prior interaction with each other and raised in 6' x 10' virtual reality isolation cells using holographic imaging to simulate a childhood. Character background comes in the form of incomplete Roboparent software notes.

The entire planet is mainly inhabited by Kako. Friendly golems made of various stone, usually depending on which region they come from. They seem more than happy to accommodate Earth's overflowing population, but they're being terrorized by the Yohishi. They can take the form of anything as harmless as a Chicken, to otherworldly abominations made of paper and glue. Regardless of size, they have a thirst for destruction. These ordinary human children are the only ones who can stop the Yohishi and save the Kako. After all, paper beats rock.

Kako are a lot more fragile than you'd imagine. They lack the dexterity to put themselves back together if pieces are knocked loose and the Pinata-like Yohishi attack them to consume the shiny gems that make up the Kako's core.

Basically we will be playing Earth children who are somehow very powerful on this planet in comparison to everything else.

There are extremely rare crystals called the Kako Keystones scattered throughout the planet, and those who have them at their core are granted the ability to summon the terrain to form a rock hard Kako exoskeleton around themselves. For humans, this is usually accomplished by ingestion. It is also possible for severed Yohishi body parts to be used by non-Yohishi, if the parts are in good shape. (Examples: Yohishi Bear paw gauntlets, Yohishi Eagle wings)

Anyone want to do this?

added a plot & updated.
A cool breeze passed over Snowball's fluffy black coat. Though it did an alright job at keeping him warm, he wasn't as young as he used to be. The bald spot on his lower back didn't help matters. With a yawn he stretched and jumped upon the couch. It had that heavy quilt he wasn't supposed to shed all over. "What's the harm? I'm cold, no one's using it." he thought, pushing his face beneath the welcoming cover. Aside from the lump and his tail sticking out, there was no sign of a cat.

As he was about to go back to sleep, his ears perked up at a noise. There was something in the pantry. "That's where my food is!" he thought, vocalizing it with a quiet meow. He would have none of it. Snowball leaped out from under the covers to investigate. "No!" he would have gasped, if he were capable of human speech. He saw the mouse stuffing the fish shaped piece of cat food in his mouth, and those were the best ones. He knew that someone had been stealing them, but he'd never had proof. Perhaps the corpse of the tiny burglar would convince his human to set out some traps.

"This is a really good neighborhood. If the pantry isn't safe here, then pantries everywhere are in trouble." Snowball hissed. He leaped up on the shelf and made eye contact. The mouse was bold, showing no fear. "You fool." Snowball grinned as he shook his butt in anticipation. As he swatted his paw at the intruder, the mouse threw a piece of cat food in his eye. Not the good pieces, but the x-shaped ones that taste like old cheese. "Mreow!" Snowball reared up on his hind legs. The mouse was quick to take advantage, sliding down the mop handle like a fireman's pole.

Snowball regained his composure and entered pursuit. The mouse squeaked as he entered the bottom drawer, emerging from behind the counter and onto the top. Snowball jumped up, knocking over the coffee pot in his excitement. The chase then moved to the dish counter, where plates, bowls, and cups were drying. Several crashes rang out as glass shattered against the kitchen floor. Snowball looked down. The mouse's tail was caught beneath his paw. Snowball's heart raced, nearly matching the frightened rodent's. "Say.. cat.. don't you think you're going a little overboard?" the mouse spoke up. Snowball hissed, confused. Only his human had used that language. "Can't we talk about this?" the mouse seemed to plead as he looked over the cat's collar. "Snowball?"

The cat was puzzled. How did it know his name? "Look over there, a rat!" The mouse pointed. Snowball turned his head out of curiosity. Before he even knew what happened, a clang of metal filled the entire house, maybe even the neighborhood. The mouse stood on the counter, gripping a cast iron skillet. It had been clean before getting an extra rinse of a sticky red goo. "You dumbass." the mouse squeaked victoriously, before leaving a small, black pellet of evidence next to the trail of footprints in the spilled flour. The most damning evidence was the floury, mousey handprint on the skillet's handle. Snowball didn't even know what hit him, not so much as a twitch as he lay on the floor. His nine lives, as well as his spotless record of eliminating intruders were over in an instant. To add insult to injury, the mouse opened the refrigerator and helped himself to the last soda before retreating to his lair inside the walls.

The cool breeze again passed through the house, implausibly turning the newspaper page to one containing an article about a pet adoption rally.

@CyanideSweetie
@CyanideSweetie nah, I'm fine with learning about them as we go. Tomorrow is fine, want me to start the thread with Snowball's last stand or at the animal shelter?
@CyanideSweetie Oh absolutely. Mittens is one of my favorite characters
I'm Kevin, and I'm an alcoholic.

18+/Adult/Mature is acceptable but not required, and can't be the main focus.
I prefer fight scenes that are over-the-top with violence, gore, and flashy attacks.

I'm 26, pretty laid back with post length (1-3 paragraphs is where I do best)
My responses may be inconsistent. Could be an hour, could be a week. I drink a lot and forget a lot.
I can do MxF and FxF. I don't do MxM. Nothing against it, I just can't do it well.
Most, if not all of my characters are completely unrealistic. Even the humans, and I'm not sorry.
I prefer anime/cartoon faceclaims unless it's a fandom.
PM or forums will work.
Bolded is preferred.

Speaking of which, Fandoms! (I prefer OCs on both sides, and alternate universe if possible. Also okay with just taking elements from one or more of them)

Assassin's Creed (Played Black Flag, Unity, and Syndicate)
Attack on Titan (I've seen season 1)
Chrono Trigger
DC Comics
Dragon Ball
Final Fantasy (Six)
Lord of the Rings
Marvel
One-Punch Man
Pokemon
The Walking Dead
Zoids (New Century Zero)

Generic Genres (Can Mix&Match Some)

Apocalypse
High Fantasy
Horror
Low Fantasy
Medieval
Modern Action
Parody
Sci-Fi
Semi-Realistic
Superhero
Western
Zombies (We can use standard Romero style or go with the "Our Zombies are Better" trope)

I do have some ready-to-use characters but am more than willing to come up with another entirely.

Plots:

Wake up and smell the justice. (possibly 18+)

Modern|Superhero-ish|Action (MxF or FxF)
The streets of New Angeles (imagine New York and Los Angeles had an over-exaggerated bastard child) are among the most dangerous in the world, depending on what part of town you're in. Muggings occur several times nightly, robberies at least once daily, the murder rate has gone up by a horrifying margin over the last few years. Minor crimes are usually left unpunished as the police force focuses on unsolved murders and gang violence. The portion that isn't in the back pocket of organized crime bosses, anyway. Can ordinary citizens reclaim the city they call home?

I will be playing Jennifer Bonnet, a mentally questionable, spandex clad, shovel wielding vigilante and part-time waitress. As well as several antagonists
You will be playing whoever the hell you want, within reason.

Cats are jerks

Sci-fi|Parody
A lone mouse in your pantry has driven you to your breaking point. Your ten year old cat, Snowball was ironically named, being black as night. He was a good kitty, your best friend. He was just trying to do his job, keeping your house rodent free, and that mouse hit him in the face with a skillet. Heartbroken and seeking vengeance, you trudge to the local animal shelter. Never would you suspect that your new cat was the most dangerous mercenary in the galaxy.

I will be playing Mittens Delgato, a tech-savvy, catlike alien with kickass robot legs.
You will be playing his unfortunate owner.


We got the wrong chosen one

Sci-fi|Parody|Alternate Timeline
A mistake was made during the attack on Felic'a, the planet that was home to the catlike race. During Master Tux' escape plan, they thought he found the kitten of prophecy to eventually alter the timeline. They didn't. Instead they found ______, a character I know nothing about. The small group of survivors will have to adapt if they're to become relevant in the (literal and figurative) cutthroat industry of freelance mercenary work.

I will be playing Master Tux, the highly decorated, retired soldier and Cookie McWhiskers, the highly medicated spy, as well as several main and minor antagonists including Mittens Delgato, who in this timeline is working for the enemy.
You will be playing an alien cat whose name, backstory, and personality are up to you. You can also make other characters.
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