So I figured I would finally give this a little more detail. Name is Sarge or you could just call me Andy if you like I am 24, from the Northern U.S. and I love to role play, almost as much as I love music as you might find out. I have been writing for nearly upward of sixteen years or so and role playing for upwards of at least fourteen of those years. I got my start on the Runescape forums and then did a lot of role playing on here before the site went down and then I went from various sites, private PMs and chats and all that good stuff for awhile and now I am coming on back to my top favorite site to role play. I enjoy all genres for the most part, I thrive in Supernatural, Horror, Action, Mystery and Scifi and I dabble in romance and I think I am good but who knows on that one :P. My usual roles if I can play them are being the villain, I love complexity and heavy back stories and villains usually have them as there are not many antagonists in a story who do it purely for the love of chaos... not naming any names... The Joker.
What else, what else, maybe a little bit about me for anyone who is curious. I am quite easy to get along with, I am about that no drama life and just chilling as apposed to whacking out my blood pressure with pointless fighting. I am a really nice dude and I love comedy, it is a spice of life and a way of living for me. I am quite patient, even legendary in it I guess seeming I can wait forever if need be and I am not easily agitated. But that doesn't take away from when I am agitated, I don't like to be so when I am I can become quite vocal but not to a point of cruelty but just enough to resolve the issue at hand. I am an old school kind of person, the last of early nineties babies I guess mixed with a perfect amount of the current age. I just enjoy life and do what I love to do regardless of the complicated path iv lead.
Some Funny Shitz
Pvt. Dick Simmons: The other Freelancers never gave orders, they just offered to trade favors. Agent Washington: Okay, then let's bargain. What do you want? Sgt. Dexter Grif: [conferencing] Three words guys:... Sarge: New base... Sgt. Dexter Grif: ...gold-plated vagina. Pvt. Dick Simmons: Shut up. Sarge: Lasers. Pvt. Dick Simmons: Always with that. Sgt. Dexter Grif: Nudie mags. Sarge: Robots and lasers. Lasers, and robots. Sgt. Dexter Grif: Milkshake. Sarge: All right, we talked about it, and we figured out what we want. Agent Washington: All right, let's have it. Sarge: We want you to demote Grif. Agent Washington: Done. Pvt. Dexter Grif: *What?* Pvt. Dick Simmons: Another wasted opportunity. Agent Washington: Congratulations. You are now *Private* Grif again. Sarge: Got anything lower? Agent Washington: Private, *Junior* Grif? Sarge: I was thinkin' something with an insulting adjective, or... maybe a demeaning adverb... Agent Washington: How about Minor *Junior* Private Grif, negative first class? Sarge: Heh heh, I like the way you think. Mnr. Jr. Pvt. Dexter Grif, -1st Class: You realize you just doomed us to certain death just so you could insult me, right? Sarge: Hey, if we do get killed at least we'll go out on a high note. Well, everybody but you. That's to be expected; you haven't had a high note in five years! Why break the goddamn streak?
Okay so I got this idea for a Doom based roleplay set after the events of Doom 3, it would be taking place on earth and would be exploring the demon invasion reaching our homes. Ever since the UAC incident the Government has forever feared that one day the demons would find a way to earth to everyone's fear this became a reality, no one knows how it happened or how the demons were able to open a hell gate, all anyone knows is that a gate of fire and chain erupted from the ground in California and the entire state was wiped away almost instantly by hordes of endless hell spawn within a week. This started the war which has been going on now for damn near sixty years. Much of the known lands has been wiped away west of Kansas and is nothing but barren hell infested wastelands. This role play is going to revolve around a small group of marines, a very special group of marines in fact, what makes them special is the fact that they have entered through the hell gates and survived hell without losing their minds or being corrupted. This special group of soldiers will receive a top secret mission that could end the demon war once and for all and bring peace back to earth but to do so they will have to once again walk through the fires of hell and take on their greatest threat yet, the ever illusive demon who masterminded the entire earth invasion.
Ideally I am looking for 4-5 people to do this roleplay with. If your interested in joining or perhaps your a doom nerd or hell you just want to shoot some demons go ahead in post below. All ideas are welcome to the story, lots to work out and plenty of time to get in on the ground floor of the roleplay.
Yo! I am so sorry I never realized anyone posted on the thread I was checking for PM's xD good thing I came to bump this up ^^ if your still interested please give me a small heads up on here.
Ok i think i got this relations post ready to go up ^^ hopefully its good because iv never done one with so many people in it haha the life of one who mainly has loner characters ^^
Blaine's specialty is the magical in every sense of the word. Being blessed with a photographic memory this heavily adds on to his knowledge of the arcane all be it the information that was actually true. He considers himself a rather skilled warlock and well probably the smartest person to ever live in town and probably the the only good looking smartest guy in town... but most definitely not vain in anyway. An even more so he does not in anyway feel the need to explain things no one cares about.
Blaine if you asked him, was dropped off on earth as a baby by a race of super intelligent aliens, but in reality he was born in Washington to a rather colorful set of parents. Blaines father was a simple mechanic and his mother was just a stay at home wife who often had misgivings about her life. So naturally when Blaine became smarter then both of his parents combined by age seven there was just a bit of turmoil within his family life. The sorted truth was that Blaines family did not understand that he had a photographic memory and more so often thought of him as a freak of nature. This lead to a lot of his younger years being completely alone and ostracized by his own family. By time he was flying through school Blaine had an incredibly low opinion of himself and more often then not he became the ridicule of various bullies who tortured him day in and day out. Blaines only real true source of comfort was when he watched movies, glorious knights and beautiful princess's and even more so the powerful and highly intelligent wizards. He would often fantasize about being a mighty wizard, about being some important to the world instead of the nobody that he truly was, these fantasies quickly turned him into even more of a freak by his parents whom still could not understand him.
Things stayed the same never changing at least until Blaine turned twelve and his life completely changed if not over night. Due to what locals considered a freak murder both of his parents were killed, there bodies were found in a crypt, both together side by side with no clear cause of death. After his parents death Blaines life went down hill, with no real relatives at least that anyone knew of he became a ward of the state and was bounced around short term facilities where no matter how he may have tried he could just never truly fit in. It was in an around this time that Blaine began his first steps into becoming a warlock, he never knew it but he had an acute ability to feel things, to feel energies all around him and this alone started him on his path. Everyday for months he dove into readings on magic, on occult's, on spells, on lore and mythology and various other sources of information pertaining to magic. In the end the sad truth was he wanted so desperately to find a way to bring his parents back to life like in the movies, they were not perfect but he still loved them. Blaine spent every waking moment either in the library or in the local magic shop, and poured all his time into doing actual magic.
For the longest time Blaine was truly unable to preform any feat of magic, hard as he tried he just didn't know how regardless of much knowledge he obtained and with his life on the verge of absolute collapse it was near impossible. It wasn't until he was fourteen that a man came up to him in the magic shop and offered to help him with his magic. Even though he was weary and even more so confused at how the man seemed to know him, he went with him having nowhere else or no one else to go to. In time he learned this man in fact had recently moved to Washington after hearing of the supernatural events in town was a trying to become a Warlock himself and often would buy supplies at the local magic shop and noticed Blaine there a lot. Blaine quickly became attached to the man and soon enough considered him like a father alleviating a lot of the pain he felt and things finally started to turn around for Blaine. They both worked diligently together, Blaine learned much from the man and in small ways he returned the favor which lead to both of them obtaining small successes here and there and at the same time his own life improved dramatically. Before he knew it he had made a couple good friends and he finally found a place within the world where he actually fit in. With a new found confidence the once exile of town forged ahead and started to become somebody, however the worst pain of his life was yet to come.
Blaine was fifteen when he lost the man who became his father, like his mother and father before his mentor was found dead in the same crypt one morning and as before the death was never truly known. Angry and alone again Blaine vowed to put an end to whoever killed his mentor and his parents, he set out alone the next night to the crypt intent on finding some tell tale sign of the person who murdered the ones he loved. He was not however prepared for the aspect of finding the one who killed them or rather the creature that had killed them that same night. As it would turn out the vampire knew Blaine quite well, the truth quickly became apparent as Blaine faced his father whom told him of his turning and then the killing of his mother and the faking of his own death. An then the final killing of Blaines mentor to cement the torment. Blaine would of died, should have died as he was woefully unprepared for what he would face, but on that night however facing the very thing that destroyed his life over and over all the anger he felt released and his will to live with perhaps a lot of luck spurred him to fight.
The battle was fairly one sided and Blaine turned out to be no match for the vampire, badly beaten and defeated by his overpowered father death was certain. It was merely luck that Blaines father chose not to immediately kill him but ridicule him one last time before he killed him. This small window gave Blaine the moment he needed to grab a nearby piece of broken wood before he was wrenched off the ground by the throat. His father whom was overconfident was unaware of this and never saw the sharp piece of wood coming and Blaine slammed it into his chest as he fell back to the ground his father turning to dust. After it was all said an done Blaine returned to his mentors home in town with the intent of leaving town for good and not returning, however after finding a letter addressed to him from his mentor he remained in that same house and resumed his life once more but this time with a new goal instead. Blaine would take up the fight and would continue even deeper into his magical training, he would become not only stronger in magic but he would make his body stronger and he would fight this evil plague that diseased his town and spare others from the same pain he felt. Eventually with his own pain passing, life resumed a form of normal and in memory of his first and only mentor Blaine kept walking ahead stronger then ever and more confident then ever before to one day become a powerful Warlock and fulfill not only his dream but the dream of the man who set him on the right path.
Blaine's specialty is the magical in every sense of the word. Being blessed with a photographic memory this heavily adds on to his knowledge of the arcane all be it the information that was actually true. He considers himself a rather skilled warlock and well probably the smartest person to ever live in town and probably the the only good looking smartest guy in town... but most definitely not vain in anyway. An even more so he does not in anyway feel the need to explain things no one cares about.
Blaine if you asked him, was dropped off on earth as a baby by a race of super intelligent aliens, but in reality he was born in Washington to a rather colorful set of parents. Blaines father was a simple mechanic and his mother was just a stay at home wife who often had misgivings about her life. So naturally when Blaine became smarter then both of his parents combined by age seven there was just a bit of turmoil within his family life. The sorted truth was that Blaines family did not understand that he had a photographic memory and more so often thought of him as a freak of nature. This lead to a lot of his younger years being completely alone and ostracized by his own family. By time he was flying through school Blaine had an incredibly low opinion of himself and more often then not he became the ridicule of various bullies who tortured him day in and day out. Blaines only real true source of comfort was when he watched movies, glorious knights and beautiful princess's and even more so the powerful and highly intelligent wizards. He would often fantasize about being a mighty wizard, about being some important to the world instead of the nobody that he truly was, these fantasies quickly turned him into even more of a freak by his parents whom still could not understand him.
Things stayed the same never changing at least until Blaine turned twelve and his life completely changed if not over night. Due to what locals considered a freak murder both of his parents were killed, there bodies were found in a crypt, both together side by side with no clear cause of death. After his parents death Blaines life went down hill, with no real relatives at least that anyone knew of he became a ward of the state and was bounced around short term facilities where no matter how he may have tried he could just never truly fit in. It was in an around this time that Blaine began his first steps into becoming a warlock, he never knew it but he had an acute ability to feel things, to feel energies all around him and this alone started him on his path. Everyday for months he dove into readings on magic, on occult's, on spells, on lore and mythology and various other sources of information pertaining to magic. In the end the sad truth was he wanted so desperately to find a way to bring his parents back to life like in the movies, they were not perfect but he still loved them. Blaine spent every waking moment either in the library or in the local magic shop, and poured all his time into doing actual magic.
For the longest time Blaine was truly unable to preform any feat of magic, hard as he tried he just didn't know how regardless of much knowledge he obtained and with his life on the verge of absolute collapse it was near impossible. It wasn't until he was fourteen that a man came up to him in the magic shop and offered to help him with his magic. Even though he was weary and even more so confused at how the man seemed to know him, he went with him having nowhere else or no one else to go to. In time he learned this man in fact had recently moved to Washington after hearing of the supernatural events in town was a trying to become a Warlock himself and often would buy supplies at the local magic shop and noticed Blaine there a lot. Blaine quickly became attached to the man and soon enough considered him like a father alleviating a lot of the pain he felt and things finally started to turn around for Blaine. They both worked diligently together, Blaine learned much from the man and in small ways he returned the favor which lead to both of them obtaining small successes here and there and at the same time his own life improved dramatically. Before he knew it he had made a couple good friends and he finally found a place within the world where he actually fit in. With a new found confidence the once exile of town forged ahead and started to become somebody, however the worst pain of his life was yet to come.
Blaine was fifteen when he lost the man who became his father, like his mother and father before his mentor was found dead in the same crypt one morning and as before the death was never truly known. Angry and alone again Blaine vowed to put an end to whoever killed his mentor and his parents, he set out alone the next night to the crypt intent on finding some tell tale sign of the person who murdered the ones he loved. He was not however prepared for the aspect of finding the one who killed them or rather the creature that had killed them that same night. As it would turn out the vampire knew Blaine quite well, the truth quickly became apparent as Blaine faced his father whom told him of his turning and then the killing of his mother and the faking of his own death. An then the final killing of Blaines mentor to cement the torment. Blaine would of died, should have died as he was woefully unprepared for what he would face, but on that night however facing the very thing that destroyed his life over and over all the anger he felt released and his will to live with perhaps a lot of luck spurred him to fight.
The battle was fairly one sided and Blaine turned out to be no match for the vampire, badly beaten and defeated by his overpowered father death was certain. It was merely luck that Blaines father chose not to immediately kill him but ridicule him one last time before he killed him. This small window gave Blaine the moment he needed to grab a nearby piece of broken wood before he was wrenched off the ground by the throat. His father whom was overconfident was unaware of this and never saw the sharp piece of wood coming and Blaine slammed it into his chest as he fell back to the ground his father turning to dust. After it was all said an done Blaine returned to his mentors home in town with the intent of leaving town for good and not returning, however after finding a letter addressed to him from his mentor he remained in that same house and resumed his life once more but this time with a new goal instead. Blaine would take up the fight and would continue even deeper into his magical training, he would become not only stronger in magic but he would make his body stronger and he would fight this evil plague that diseased his town and spare others from the same pain he felt. Eventually with his own pain passing, life resumed a form of normal and in memory of his first and only mentor Blaine kept walking ahead stronger then ever and more confident then ever before to one day become a powerful Warlock and fulfill not only his dream but the dream of the man who set him on the right path.
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[h3]So I figured I would finally give this a little more detail. Name is Sarge or you could just call me Andy if you like I am 24, from the Northern U.S. and I love to role play, almost as much as I love music as you might find out. I have been writing for nearly upward of sixteen years or so and role playing for upwards of at least fourteen of those years. I got my start on the Runescape forums and then did a lot of role playing on here before the site went down and then I went from various sites, private PMs and chats and all that good stuff for awhile and now I am coming on back to my top favorite site to role play. I enjoy all genres for the most part, I thrive in Supernatural, Horror, Action, Mystery and Scifi and I dabble in romance and I think I am good but who knows on that one :P. My usual roles if I can play them are being the villain, I love complexity and heavy back stories and villains usually have them as there are not many antagonists in a story who do it purely for the love of chaos... not naming any names... The Joker.[/h3]
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[h3]What else, what else, maybe a little bit about me for anyone who is curious. I am quite easy to get along with, I am about that no drama life and just chilling as apposed to whacking out my blood pressure with pointless fighting. I am a really nice dude and I love comedy, it is a spice of life and a way of living for me. I am quite patient, even legendary in it I guess seeming I can wait forever if need be and I am not easily agitated. But that doesn't take away from when I am agitated, I don't like to be so when I am I can become quite vocal but not to a point of cruelty but just enough to resolve the issue at hand. I am an old school kind of person, the last of early nineties babies I guess mixed with a perfect amount of the current age. I just enjoy life and do what I love to do regardless of the complicated path iv lead.[/h3]
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[centre][h2]Some Funny Shitz[/h2]
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[b]Pvt. Dick Simmons:[/b] The other Freelancers never gave orders, they just offered to trade favors.
[b]Agent Washington:[/b] Okay, then let's bargain. What do you want?
[b]Sgt. Dexter Grif:[/b] [conferencing] Three words guys:...
[b]Sarge:[/b] New base...
[b]Sgt. Dexter Grif:[/b] ...gold-plated vagina.
[b]Pvt. Dick Simmons:[/b] Shut up.
[b]Sarge:[/b] Lasers.
[b]Pvt. Dick Simmons:[/b] Always with that.
[b]Sgt. Dexter Grif:[/b] Nudie mags.
[b]Sarge:[/b] Robots and lasers. Lasers, and robots.
[b]Sgt. Dexter Grif:[/b] Milkshake.
[b]Sarge:[/b] All right, we talked about it, and we figured out what we want.
[b]Agent Washington:[/b] All right, let's have it.
[b]Sarge:[/b] We want you to demote Grif.
[b]Agent Washington:[/b] Done.
[b]Pvt. Dexter Grif:[/b] *What?*
[b]Pvt. Dick Simmons:[/b] Another wasted opportunity.
[b]Agent Washington:[/b] Congratulations. You are now *Private* Grif again.
[b]Sarge:[/b] Got anything lower?
[b]Agent Washington:[/b] Private, *Junior* Grif?
[b]Sarge:[/b] I was thinkin' something with an insulting adjective, or... maybe a demeaning adverb...
[b]Agent Washington:[/b] How about Minor *Junior* Private Grif, negative first class?
[b]Sarge:[/b] Heh heh, I like the way you think.
[b]Mnr. Jr. Pvt. Dexter Grif, -1st Class:[/b] You realize you just doomed us to certain death just so you could insult me, right?
[b]Sarge:[/b] Hey, if we do get killed at least we'll go out on a high note. Well, everybody but you. That's to be expected; you haven't had a high note in five years! Why break the goddamn streak?
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/dDxgSvJINlU?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/Q3b0-i1T8Hk?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><br><div class="bb-h3">So I figured I would finally give this a little more detail. Name is Sarge or you could just call me Andy if you like I am 24, from the Northern U.S. and I love to role play, almost as much as I love music as you might find out. I have been writing for nearly upward of sixteen years or so and role playing for upwards of at least fourteen of those years. I got my start on the Runescape forums and then did a lot of role playing on here before the site went down and then I went from various sites, private PMs and chats and all that good stuff for awhile and now I am coming on back to my top favorite site to role play. I enjoy all genres for the most part, I thrive in Supernatural, Horror, Action, Mystery and Scifi and I dabble in romance and I think I am good but who knows on that one :P. My usual roles if I can play them are being the villain, I love complexity and heavy back stories and villains usually have them as there are not many antagonists in a story who do it purely for the love of chaos... not naming any names... The Joker.</div><br><br><div class="bb-center"><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/u9Dg-g7t2l4?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/8nW-IPrzM1g?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><br><div class="bb-h3">What else, what else, maybe a little bit about me for anyone who is curious. I am quite easy to get along with, I am about that no drama life and just chilling as apposed to whacking out my blood pressure with pointless fighting. I am a really nice dude and I love comedy, it is a spice of life and a way of living for me. I am quite patient, even legendary in it I guess seeming I can wait forever if need be and I am not easily agitated. But that doesn't take away from when I am agitated, I don't like to be so when I am I can become quite vocal but not to a point of cruelty but just enough to resolve the issue at hand. I am an old school kind of person, the last of early nineties babies I guess mixed with a perfect amount of the current age. I just enjoy life and do what I love to do regardless of the complicated path iv lead.</div><br><br><div class="bb-center"><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/AMD2TwRvuoU?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/iczaDcixBj4?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h2">Some Funny Shitz</div><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Sarge">Sarge [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><span class="bb-b">Pvt. Dick Simmons:</span> The other Freelancers never gave orders, they just offered to trade favors.<br><span class="bb-b">Agent Washington:</span> Okay, then let's bargain. What do you want?<br><span class="bb-b">Sgt. Dexter Grif:</span> [conferencing] Three words guys:...<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> New base...<br><span class="bb-b">Sgt. Dexter Grif:</span> ...gold-plated vagina.<br><span class="bb-b">Pvt. Dick Simmons:</span> Shut up.<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> Lasers.<br><span class="bb-b">Pvt. Dick Simmons:</span> Always with that.<br><span class="bb-b">Sgt. Dexter Grif:</span> Nudie mags.<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> Robots and lasers. Lasers, and robots.<br><span class="bb-b">Sgt. Dexter Grif:</span> Milkshake.<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> All right, we talked about it, and we figured out what we want.<br><span class="bb-b">Agent Washington:</span> All right, let's have it.<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> We want you to demote Grif.<br><span class="bb-b">Agent Washington:</span> Done.<br><span class="bb-b">Pvt. Dexter Grif:</span> *What?*<br><span class="bb-b">Pvt. Dick Simmons:</span> Another wasted opportunity.<br><span class="bb-b">Agent Washington:</span> Congratulations. You are now *Private* Grif again.<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> Got anything lower?<br><span class="bb-b">Agent Washington:</span> Private, *Junior* Grif?<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> I was thinkin' something with an insulting adjective, or... maybe a demeaning adverb...<br><span class="bb-b">Agent Washington:</span> How about Minor *Junior* Private Grif, negative first class?<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> Heh heh, I like the way you think.<br><span class="bb-b">Mnr. Jr. Pvt. Dexter Grif, -1st Class:</span> You realize you just doomed us to certain death just so you could insult me, right?<br><span class="bb-b">Sarge:</span> Hey, if we do get killed at least we'll go out on a high note. Well, everybody but you. That's to be expected; you haven't had a high note in five years! Why break the goddamn streak?</div></div><br><br><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/3kMhFThKuus?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/MMjUIRjV6fo?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe><br><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/u3kQ3xJn4cU?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div><br></div>
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