[spoiler]oh I do need some fun after waking up![/spoiler]
*some fog is disturbed as a flash and a bang sound from just outside the cemetery.
Suddenly, there stands a figure, with a grey trench coat, an old grey glass lens gas mask, a grey trench shell helmet, and a pitch black scarf. At his side sits sheathed a red sword with a trigger, and on his back rests a white and gold embroidered fuel tank and a brown leather pouch of daggers. He holds a device, similar to a damaged TV remote, and tucks it away inside his coat. The fog creeps back to its original position as the man just stands there. Then, hand placed on hilt, he moves forward. Making no sound, save for the crunch of dead grass under his boots, the clink of his many weapons, and the light breathing if his gas mas-*
So where's this new fast food joint?
/I think it's quite obvious we're in the wrong place.
Again./
I dunno, it could be-
/and from the looks of it you stuck us in a cemetery this time./
Oh yeah you're right
/course I am. Now let's go./
No I think something interesting might happen here. Let's walk a bit.
/I'm hungry. You literally haven't eaten since you heard of that new fast food restaurant that opened in, may I say, THE MOST POPULATED PART OF THE DISTRICT!/
Well I've got a granola so deal with it.
*The stranger reaches into his bottom right coat pocket and really digs in there till he pulls up a half eaten granola bar.*
Oh...
/why didn't you finish that?/
I think it was cause we were hit with an air strike.
/I don't remember that/
Figures... you were unconscious.
/... that was over a month ag-/
*the man eats it.*
Let's get going.
*and so, the dark silhouette trudges along the cemetery path in search of adventure and something to kill....
the bordem. Something to kill the boredom...*
[spoiler]i tend to write a lot. Bear with me though cause it's been months since my last RP.
Make it a good one. Give me immersion and a world to brea- I mean explore![/spoiler]
[spoiler]if you need my stats I can give em, but don't be surprised if I pull out something strange...[/spoiler]
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Edited by Sliver Greylen: 4/7/2020 12:40:12 AM[i]From in the wall, Akuma walked closer to Sitri. They glanced over towards where Sitri’s gaze was held, which happened to be a figure near the cemetery.[/i] “Sssssshall I take him?” [i]Akuma asked as they raised a bloodied, hooked blade in one hand. Sitri put out his hand in front of them in an effort to stop them. [/i] “No... Let him come to us.” [spoiler]Its not a problem![/spoiler]
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*The figure in the coat trudged on in the thick cemetery fog.*
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[i]Jacob turned towards the cemetery and let out an inhuman shriek. He ran at a full sprint off the wall onto the ground with a sickening thud. Rising too quickly to be a human that just fell 30 feet, he charged the figure in the mist, his limbs contorting in disturbing ways.[/i]
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[spoiler]sorry for the late reply.[/spoiler] *the figure chuckles like a five year old who just heard a potty jok-* Ok. That creepy. *The figure, having not moved a step* takes out a nozzle from the tank on his back. He then faces it towards the Jacob and out comes a hissing sound. There's a quick spark and suddenly a beautiful stream of blue fire rushes out of the nozzle and towards the... Jacob.* ♪ [i]Buuuuuuurn baby burn[/i] ♪
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[i]Jacob’s armor melts right off as it catches fire along with his skin. The Slivers inside of him burrow out in lumps in a vain attempt to escape the fire. By the end of the ordeal, Jacob is nothing more than a pile of ashes. From atop the wall, Sitri stared at the spectacle. He turned his head towards Akuma[/i] “You still want to rush in?” [i]Akuma looked at the pile of ashes and then back to Sitri.[/i] “You think my power can’t ssssstop a maggot like that?” [i]Akuma hissed.[/i] “You underesssstimate me!” [i]They jumped down and ran towards the figure. As they did, they let out a piercing howl as they revealed mandibles with blood soaked fangs protruding from their face.[/i] [spoiler]Akuma’s blood power is to instill instinctual fear in their enemies (fight or flight but it’s always flight basically). If you look in their eyes and hear their scream it will trigger its ability (kinda like a snake or Medusa) and your character will try to flee unless you have some way around it. Don’t be afraid to get creative (for example looking through a visor or having ear muffs on)![/spoiler]
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Edited by Sumpig-2: 4/7/2020 5:07:59 AM[spoiler]luckily for me, I've got a ring that turns into a infinite donut as well as give me immunity to attacks of the mind. I've had this for half a year, people can testify, I've been surprisingly well prepared...[/spoiler] [i]Dont Try It![/i] /what?/ Dunno. It was like a sixth sense telling me to complete a Star Wars reference. Not sure if it was intentional but it happened. /...I've never heard of this before./ Oh, challengers! *I put back the flamethrower and unsheathe my sword. It slowly snakes out like a whip as I crack it into shape. A long sword.* So, you're approaching me? Instead of running away for back up, your coming straight towards me? /stop it with the references/ [spoiler]my character is (very) fast and alters temperature, along with the arsenal in his coat. I don't like to seem unfair so I try handicap my character in RPs. It's fun that way! (If you don't want a handicap, that's fine. I won't argue if you start pulling out some whammys too.) And if you couldn't already tell, split personality except both are conscious... it's also fun that way.[/spoiler] [spoiler]sorry about this but important. the trench coat with many pockets of holding actually doesn't burn tear mold or get dirty or affected by energy attacks with no physical affect. BUT It does not absorb physical damage, so blunt damage is most effective. If it can push, I can feel it. Bullets can break bones, they just won't stay stuck in me. Just the coat though... (it's a winter trench coat that goes down to the legs.) Gloves, pants, boots, even the very durable gas mask or helmet are fair game. Though they are fire resistant for good reason. (My flamethrower)[/spoiler] [spoiler]shoots I got the SW quote wrong![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Its supposed to be an attack on your blood. “Blood Warden” :^) but I’ll play along[/spoiler] [i]Akuma continued to scream at the figure as they charged them across the field. From a distance, Sitri calmly jumped down from the wall and began hovering a few inches off the ground, moving towards the graveyard.[/i]
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[spoiler]oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...[/spoiler] *The man stretches his right arm out with his sword. Then he puts his left hand up to his face. The pouch on the back of his waist slightly rustles, and as his left hand face towards Akuma's direction, three, sharp kunai appear between his fingers. Suddenly his left hand sharply moves. The blades are shot forth like a speeding car on the highway.*
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[quote][spoiler]oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...[/spoiler] *The man stretches his right arm out with his sword. Then he puts his left hand up to his face. The pouch on the back of his waist slightly rustles, and as his left hand face towards Akuma's direction, three, sharp kunai appear between his fingers. Suddenly his left hand sharply moves. The blades are shot forth like a speeding car on the highway.*[/quote] [i]Akuma raised their right arm and the blade sunk into their forearm like cutting into butter. Green goo oozed from the wound but it didn’t stop Akuma from continuing to charge. Bringing their wounded arm back down, they screamed once more, this time their red eyes glared in an even more deathly and enraged tone than before. As Akuma closed the gap, they swiped at the figure with their hooked blade in their left hand, sending blood splattering all over the figure’s head. [/i] [spoiler]The blood that was splattered was already on the knife. It wasn’t close enough to cut the figure.[/spoiler]
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*he switches sword from right hand to left. with one hand, the figure begins to swiftly parry Akumas blade. With the right he reaches into his trench coat* Might wanna get that pinkeye checked mate.
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Edited by Sliver Greylen: 4/8/2020 11:33:36 AM“Foolissssh maggot. You will PAY for your insssssolence!” [i]The hooked blade wrapped around the dagger the figure was holding. It was evident from the ensuing power struggle for positioning of knives that Akuma was a lot stronger than it looked. Akuma’s eyes tracked the figure’s other hand going into their trench coat like a hawk. As their hand entered their coat, Akuma screamed once again but this time it sounded more like a crow cawing rather than an offensive attack. From the figure’s peripheral vision they noticed several dozen figures leaping off the walls. When they hit the ground, they almost immediately stand and charge at breakneck speeds towards their location. [/i] “Bye, bye, maggot!” [spoiler]Picture is Akuma without the red eyes. And the hooked blade isn’t a full sickle but more of a karambit knife. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]the figure threw all three knives, but was holding a long sword in his right hand before switching. that's fine though. Not much a difference except what I'll do with it.[/spoiler] Aw Hek, that's creepy. *The figure quickly pulls out his hand from his coat and suddenly multiple bangs can be heard. In his hand he is holding a "high tech" revolver, barrel smoking, which had been shot simultaneously (four bullets under half a second) at the incoming hoard with incendiary rounds. But wait, there's more! Meanwhile, the figure steps back as well as configures the long sword into a whip so that it snakes out of akumas swords hold.* [spoiler]the revolver has four modes. Normal, incen.(basically bullet Molotovs, AoE), high caliber or piercing (less bullets, slower fire rate), and ricochet (bouncey once). I believe it had 13 rounds, but that don't really matter right now. Origin: a gift from silencersixx. I think it was black with blueish digital lines or what not traveling along its entirety.[/spoiler] [spoiler]also I'll get back to you in a few hours. It's sleepy time for me.[/spoiler]
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[quote][spoiler]the figure threw all three knives, but was holding a long sword in his right hand before switching. that's fine though. Not much a difference except what I'll do with it.[/spoiler] Aw Hek, that's creepy. *The figure quickly pulls out his hand from his coat and suddenly multiple bangs can be heard. In his hand he is holding a "high tech" revolver, barrel smoking, which had been shot simultaneously (four bullets under half a second) at the incoming hoard with incendiary rounds. But wait, there's more! Meanwhile, the figure steps back as well as configures the long sword into a whip so that it snakes out of akumas swords hold.* [spoiler]the revolver has four modes. Normal, incen.(basically bullet Molotovs, AoE), high caliber or piercing (less bullets, slower fire rate), and ricochet (bouncey once). I believe it had 13 rounds, but that don't really matter right now. Origin: a gift from silencersixx. I think it was black with blueish digital lines or what not traveling along its entirety.[/spoiler] [spoiler]also I'll get back to you in a few hours. It's sleepy time for me.[/spoiler][/quote] [spoiler]Whoops! My mistake. However, it’s just a typo really, since the action behind it still stands. Akuma is incredibly strong despite being lanky. By the way, what’s the figure’s name? Or is it a secret?[/spoiler] [i]Three creatures are hit by the shots and they collapse to the ground, burning from the inside out. Like with Jacob, the Slivers attempt to burrow out of their host’s flesh. Some succeed but others aren’t so lucky. The rest of the mob continued to charge at the figure. Akuma looked around at the crowd and took a step back. They gave the figure a devilish grin and their eyes widened to a frightening degree as they waited patiently for the creatures to close in. [/i] “Time’ssssss running out, maggot.”
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Edited by Sumpig-2: 4/8/2020 7:50:11 PM[spoiler]i was planning on having say if he were asked "what's yer name?" I just haven't said cause it's never been said yet. Also cause I started saying figure, and saying a name now would be sudden.[/spoiler] [spoiler]oh should I detail the sword as well? I haven't revealed all it can do >:)[/spoiler] Hehehe... *The figure steps one foot back and switches his sword in his left into a backwards hold (just think Ahsoka), then he takes his flamethrower and gives the sword a good woosh as he waits as the crowd approaches* [i]lets-[/i] *Suddenly, with speeds faster than fast and quicker than quick (lets just say he won't stop naturally within the hour...), he starts spinning around like a top, the sword (in whip mode) acts like a razor edge as the crowd leaps into the fray. What's more, the sword is on fire... blue fire...* [i]-BEYBLAAAAAAADE![/i] *he has become, a razor sharp, flaming blue beyblade... let em rip.* *you also swear you hear a guitar...* [spoiler]no, I have not watched beyblade but I believe I am familiar enough with the concept...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Gotcha.[/spoiler] [i]The blade sliced through the necks of the guards within the blade’s reach, severing the heads. However, despite there not being a brain attached, the bodies continued to move as if it didn’t matter. One of the guards missing a head a Sliver’s tail poked out from the neck before quickly darting back inside. [/i]
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[spoiler]dont forget the blue fire[/spoiler] [spoiler]just reply after this and I'll reply my move after that.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh I assumed the fire had normal properties because that wouldn’t instantly set a human on fire if it was only touching long enough to cut through skin. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Sumpig-2: 4/9/2020 4:01:24 AM[spoiler]fair point. I dunno how fire works that well. [i]yet[/i] Time to start some fires!...[/spoiler] Oh you're still moving... *the figure then jumps over behind the guards* Well, I didn't expect that much... *he sheathes the sword and brings out the flamethrower again*
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[i]As this is happening, Akuma motioned for Sitri to join them.[/i] “It issss time. Time to reclaim what is rightfully oursssss.” [i]Sitri nodded and jumped down from the wall. Levitating a few inches above the ground, he made his way to the graveyard.[/i] [i]The headless zombies began to grab hold of the figure’s limbs, and some even began attempting to dog-pile on. As he got closer, Sitri turned his head to look at the figure.[/i] “What is your name, maggot? You’ve put up more of a fight than most.”
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[spoiler]oh gosh, sorry man for taking so much time to reply. this took longer than I expected... all for a bad joke.[/spoiler] Oh! glad you finally asked my good sir! *there are some whooshes and glints of moonlight on blades as some of the guards' arms fall off, and the figure backs away a good few feet, daggers in hand. He then twirls his hands and the daggers disappear back into the dagger pouch.* I go by many names. Some among them being "Hallowed Thermostat", "Crazy delinquent with a flamethrower" , "fricking weeb", "nuisance", "help me!", "oh carp!", or "Son of a- " well, you understand. However... *The figure does a slight bow, and a motion to tip the helmet strapped to his head.* My name is Sumathian "[b]Sumpig[/b]" Piggleton the Second of House Snout. I've been here for 10 months. My farm is in the southern outskirts of OffTopic, where all the fields are, and I am not married. I am a member for the Order of Papillon, and I come home every now and then after a good mission. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink milkshakes or Dr. Pepper. *He puts his left hand on the hilt of his sword* I'm in the city on occasion, and make sure I get enough to eat, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and eating twenty cookies before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until noon. Just like usual, I wake up with two personalities in my head. I was told I was really messed up at my last visit to the hospital. *the graveyard gets slightly darker* I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who lives a life in search for fun. I take care not to trouble myself with any morals, like good and bad, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. *the ground begins to frost over, the fog begins to get heavier* That is how I deal with life, and I know that is what brings me peace. *the gas mask starts to emit a slow, heavy breathing* /Although, if I were to fight.../ *Sumpig-2 pulls out his sword and pulls in one of the hilts, configuring the whole gun into a rifle, barrel between the blades. (pretty much a sniper rifle)* /...It would be for fun./ *He lifts the weapon and loads in a magazine from his trench coat* If you can't tell, I am also known for make bad references to video games, Star Wars, and anime... ...and this maggot is still breathing your air. [WARFRAME reference...] /I [i]hate[/i] it./ And he can't do anything about it! [spoiler](the rifle can be shot, and also swung to parry or cut. not optimal for slicing and stabbing though...)[/spoiler]