Role Playing...l

[Kitsadoodles]

I'll try my very best to join in if anything is planned! I'd love to try!

[Teh EkwEE]

Wash your mouth out



Off topic and I wasn't here? SHOCK

I can't RP anyway, I'm dedicated to finishing my Tenchi Muyo fic atm

STFU, no one tells me to do anything. I will wash my mouth out with soap if you post a full picture of you though.

Tenchi= Ghey

I will start one then. I have all day. Let me get on that now.... Everyone will need a BASIC character sheet in their first post. I'll make one up to show you all. It won't be very in depth due to the fact there won't be much T1 going on, if there is, then it will be melee and not full on PC.

(T1= Technique 1: Paragraph text based combat, focusing on logistics and out bullshitting the other opponent.)
(PC= Power Character: World or universe destroying characters or attacks. Used specifically by the higher echelon of roleplayers. Combination of logistics and T1 with attacks focusing on a mixture of psuedo-sciences/physics, and magic/theology/temporal/astral/psionic mechanics.)
(Melee= Melee Combat: A hybridization of the two main schools of T1. Those two schools being Realistic Melee based on Newtonian physics and actual combative styles with logistics and realism being the main focus, and PC. Melee is the "Bleach/Naruto" combination. In which it has it's basis in reality (Meaning, you can't fly, but jumping high and having abnormal strength is allowed. ) In which you out-wit the opponent as in all T1 styles. Focuses on extraordinary people and heros, super strength, most cliches come from this style of combat, demons/angels/Superman are all in this category.)

Examples of attacks/posts of each.

PC: The world stilled, time seemed to slow, as if in exhalation and rememberence intwined in a marriage of bliss. So was the space in which his influence reached. The unknown man, with the look of a humbled presence sighed. These Naruto nubs were getting on his nerves. The old man outstretched his hand. Digits splayed, his right arm ceased, and the world bellowed at his call.
Reality was his for the choosing. He went by one name: Apocalyptic Nihility. Reality is speculative, those of higher existence knew this. And this one would be taught. Phlanges erupted in effevescent hues of blue and silver, illumination from an internal source. Powered by the Omniverse, his will was divine.
A single breath was unleashed, and he whispered, his words carried on the silence of the wind spoke, and he resumed the position he once renounced. Angel, neigh, Harbinger, he spoke those words. "I am the creation of the cosmos, the select representative of the divine. The child of the Nexus and of the astral. So be it, my will be done."
Spheres of illumination the physical manifestation of his power unfolded in glimmering shards of light. The Atman was unleashed, the esoteric soul that was connected in shimmering strands with the conscious will of the universe. His inner self, the soul that he was in this life connected with those in the last. Meditation had set it free and now all was illuminated before his sight. Clarification of the universe through the conscious collective on that prime plane allocated his senses, within it, he could sense the hate of the boy with the human like wings that was so brashly running at him.
A concussive shock erupted as the suffused light expanded outward and enveloped the land. "So be it" the man whispered. Within the expulsion lied a reformatted realm of conscious intent: a sentient morphic plane. Existence, reality, was speculative, those of higher sight knew this. A voice thundered in his head, the bitch was back. Nexus did not liked to be kept waiting. With the destruction of this boy would come an influx of power that would lend the Nexus more and more power.
"HURRY UP BOY," it sneered, "HURRY, BEFORE I DECIDE TO REVERSE MY DECISION AND TAKE BACK YOUR RESURRECTED SOUL. YOU SHOULD BE THANKFUL FOR WHAT JOSHUA, WHAT I, GAVE UNTO YOU. HURRY BEFORE I DECIDE TO SEND YOU BACK INTO THE NETHER!"
The bitch did not like to be kept waiting. His life energy could be felt, pulsating within the core of the Nexus. Whenever something was destroyed, the balance always tipped. Feeding on the life energy was the Nexu's goal, the collective conscious will of the astral was not a trifling thing. Yet even its powers had limits, and a certain select elite had defeated even that being of power.
The life energy became a beacon. Pulsating, its suffusion was not unlike that of other energies, so he would mold it to his will. Unleashing the Crown Chakra, that of consciousness and of divinity, life was shed upon it the light of intellect. Man could build tools and use science with the mind, so he too could build and reconstruct. Expanding his influence through that sphere of conscious will he could see all, the macro and the micro. His mind could comprehend all that was and would be, it was enough to drive a man mad, yet he did it for the soul purpose to keep his torn and shredded soul together. So that in pleasing the Nexus he would continue with the gift of eternal life. Particles flashed into his mind, atomic structures. Aligning himself on a T-type reduction duality, that of a singular particle model, his body and mind were solidified on the prime. Influencing his own creation and homeostasis yielded other results. He could manipulate matter. And with it, all things followed. Time, space, the omnipotent and inferior were his so long as the Nexus' Will was followed.
Strangelets gathered in his mind, parasitic in nature these particles followed a rule of lepracy and consumed all others not aligned with their affinity.
The boy with the lightning in his hand had entered his sphere of control, and was subject to his will too. Reconstituting his atomic nature into that of a high frequency resonance, an S-type duality reduction, was set in his mind. Reality functioned soley to his thought and will.
The strangelets mobilized on the set primal plane and began their nature of parasitism and consumption on the boy, consuming him, and turning him into, a mere relegation of subatomic particles. The energy influx, and the consumate nuclear nova that occured was shifted into the astral and consumed by the Nexus only to have a muli-faceted effect among the astral as converted energy with no loss in the transfer.
In effect the boy was a collision of matter and anti-matter and the resulting energy created a temporal paradox, the consequent explosion being fed to the being as payment to keep him alive.
The light began to recede, the boy erased from existence, no longer left a trace of himself as the globules of blue and silver light shrunk until they shrunk to miniscule points, and then disappeared.

An example, and one I just typed up, of a PC post. This is far too advanced for what we'd do. Maybe after a while, but not to begin with. :$

We'd be much more centered with Naruto, or Bleach in how combat was conducted. Example:

The man smiled slightly, the smirk not quite touching his eyes, belied his voracious intent. Blade flashed into appearance and ran forward towards B, with A slashing, B jumped...blah blah blah.

[Ria]

STFU, no one tells me to do anything. I will wash my mouth out with soap if you post a full picture of you though.

Tenchi= Ghey

Here's some RP for you, you little git!

Ria: Lee Lee! Ekwee's being foul mouthed and rebel like again! *uses womanly charms*

Lee: What! *looking shocked, he waves the mighty ban mallet over Ekwee*

Yes that was utter *cough*, I couldn't be bothered to write something decent.

[Teh EkwEE]

You're just mad you couldn't write something along the lines of my skillz, but although reading that now seems like someone else, I'm quite rusty.

[nomercy]

Well there's an RP section now, so you can practice.

[Teh EkwEE]

You mean all my efforts suceeded? W00t!

[nomercy]

They did indeed! I think it calls for a celebration.