Friday, December 29, 2006
5 - Introductions 6:46 PM
5.
"Ryutsuisen!"
A destructive wave of white and blue energy came crashing down between Seana and the advancing squad members, the force throwing the armed officers back. As the smoke and dust cleared from the nightly atmosphere, a deep gash could be seen clearly creating a small divider between the girl and the men. People everywhere were stunned at this devastating sight as some of the squad members got back unto their feet. Kyo walked over to Seana and stood protectively in front of her.
"That's just a warning. I don't mean to cause any trouble here, but if that corrupted human over there is to be further defended," Kyo pointed at the fat man hiding within the shadows of the doorway, "I will not hesitate to take everyone down."
A man in protective armor raised his hand-weapon and cautiously advanced forward . Clearly this was the squad leader. Nevertheless, he was an idiot to raise a gun at the feared Tsuki-hitokiri, the Moon-slayer who was never seen yet know for his lightning quick assassination. He seemed to be faking his bravery for the sake of his men as his shaking hands made him struggle to take aim. The squad leader stopped short of about 10 meters from the man wielding a gleaming silver katana, thinking he'd be safe at this distance, took a deep breathe and cursed at him. "Shit you won't! Men draw your weapons! This is getting far too dangerous!"
"... and complicated. Commander, please order your men to lower their firearms."
Kyo was surprised to see that the second order was given by a young Caucasian boy. Kyo continued watching curiously as the boy, around 18 years old, stepped forward and made his way beside the commander.
"Commander, I will ask this of you again; order your men to lower their firearms." the boy muttered. The commander holstered his gun and signalled at his men to do the same. The boy thanked the commander and turned Kyo.
Who is this guy? Being able to order a squad commander at his age, he must be someone really important, Kyo thought to himself.
"Tsuki-hitokiri, I have been waiting for this day to come for a long time now!" the boy exclaimed and made a gesture for Kyo to move aside. "And you, miss. You prove to be a rather promising fighter, if not for your hot-headness."
Kyo, returned his sword into its sheath and turned away from the boy. "Well, the pleasure is all mine, but if you don't mind, I'd rather get going." he replied in the silence of the night despite the number of people in that area, and began walking away.
"We need your help. I'm from the Department of Mythical Affairs. We're working hand in hand with the CIA."
"Well, I don't intend to get involved with you people."
"What if we make you an offer? Say... your freedom?" the boy proposed. Kyo stopped dead in his track and whispered, "You've got my attention. What are you suggesting?"
"Let's just say you cooperate with us, and we'll clear you of all records. You'll start afresh, as if you've never committed a crime. In fact, you'll be a hero and uphold your clan's name again. For, you, miss, we'll reward you with a rather large sum of money so that you'll never have to work another day of our life."
"Who ARE you?" Kyo asked in disbelief as he walked back over to Seana.
The boy smiled at them. "My name is Edward Bridges. Come with me please, the both of you. Don't worry Kyo... that's your name isn't it? Your guitar's already in the car."
2:48 AM
4.
"Seana! No!" A lady in her late forties, the Mama-san in charge that night shouted as she saw Seana charging towards the officers from the stage. She knew well that the girl was up to no good again, knowing her fiery personality. No doubt her worries became reality-- without hesitation Seana pushed herself to the man standing in front of the girl on the ground, pushed the man away to a few steps behind softly, and landed firmly in front of him. The officer stared at the girl wearing red tube-top and denim hot-pants, and snorted.
"What do you want?" He said cooly, his hands still in the mid-air, a readuy gesture of striking down to the poor girl lying on the ground, her hands on her face and tears down her cheeks. The background music stopped abruptly, silence glooming over the dance floor and the crowd began to make a circular space around the officer and Seana. Six other officers with similiar uniform stood behind the man, and they got their baton ready on their hands. Seana remained silent as she knelt down to the girl on the ground, giving her a small hug in her chest as the girl weeped, hands still covering her face, as the Mama-san wailed and cried behind begging Seana to stop the commotion.
"LimBie Lu." Seana said as she stood up, handing the poor girl to a guy from the crowd around them. The officer was stoned for a moment, curious how did Seana knew his name. He stood a step behind and got his baton ready on his hands. Seana walked slowly getting close to the officer, and the officer backed off by each step she made. Her steps were confident and firm, and this further instills uncertainess to the officer. He stumbled over a cup on the ground and let out a yelp. With this Seana already had her left hand up on his arms, her right holding his uniform collar, "I'm going to remember you, Sir." She whispered next to his ear, air from her mouth blew into his ears, the scent of her body, of sweet jasmine, went into his nostrils. He stumbled again on a chair, reflextively he raised his arms with the baton and striked down to the girl. With grace she glided away down from his arms to his back, her hands still on his collar, and with a pull she peeled off the officer's name tag from his collar, leaving the man falling down onto the ground with a yell, and the crowd backed off another two steps. The Mama-san cried again for her loss for the night.
Seana threw the nametag at the officer's face, while the other officers seemed baffled at the girl's act. "Who's next?" An officer charged towards her from her back, aiming at her shoulders. Seana made a turn to the right, her palms glided across the man's arms pushed the man further away in front of her, increasing his power and made him land on the ground due to loss control. She knelt down as another officer wielded his baton over her head, her left elbow attacking his armpit and her right index finger pressed his shoulder-blades. The man felt powerless all the sudden with that press, and while he tried to catch the girl with his hand, Seana pulled his hand further and moved through the opposite direction at from his back, herself a graceful turn whilst the man falled down again on the ground.
The other officers already called for reinforcement, reporting a civilian riot in YueMei nightclub. Seana knew well what riot is this. She does not call herself a protector of justice or any of sort, nor was she capable of doing so, but her fire in her just conjured up her act for doing what is 'right'. She pushed and pulled, gliding through the officers without once defending head-on. Kong Ming Fist, is what she learnt from her master back from Yang Zhou. She moved flowingly without stop, the officers getting frustrated as she did not give back a blow on the spot but only used their impact from their moves against them and pressing their accupuncture points.
Not long after sirens can be heard from outside the nightclub, and the people began to run outside from all exits possible. "Shit," Seana cursed under her breath. She did not want to mess things up this bad. A number of armed police squads began to come into the nightclub and started to surround Seana and the injured officers. "Now I'm in deep shit."
Thursday, December 28, 2006
11:21 PM
3.
“Crank up the speakers, yo!” shouted Greg. “It’s the holidays again!”
The volume of Black Eyed Peas’ Lets Get It Started rocketed to the point that it could easily put a dance club’s bass to shame. It’s the semester break again for the students of
But to Kyle, this holiday evoked little excitement in him. He’s been in holiday mood everyday! Humming his favorite R&B tune as he spinned his ipod wheel for the next song, his navy sling bag hung over his broad shoulders precariously as he strode over to his bicycle which was parked nearby.
“K.Sea! Wanna chill out at the mall? Casino Royale’s on the screens today!” David shouted from his red convertible as he slowly zooms past Kyle. Greg, who donned a pair of sunglasses, adjusted the air-con speed on the front passenger seat as he added, “Or you would prefer to have a shot of espresso at the Starbucks? That’s what I’m planning,” he smiled as he tuned his head over to Kyle.
“No thanks, guys. I really appreciate it,” replied Kyle with a wry smile. “But I’ve gotta pack; my flight is 5 hours later.”
“Oh crikey! Sorry dude, I forgot that you’re on your solo vacation trip today!” Said David as he whacked his own forehead.
“If that’s the case, K.Sea,” Greg responded. “Enjoy your trip. All the best!”
“Yeah sure, thanks guys.”
The red convertible let out a loud roar and released some gases from the exhaust pipe as David squeezed the accelerator. “Remember to get us some souvenirsssaaahhhhhh!” Greg’s sentence followed up as the car sped forward. Kyle could only let out a stupid-looking smile while watching the antics of his buddies.
Four and a half hours later, at the
The time is 6p.m. Kyle’s already settled down comfortably in his seat on the plane. As he looked out of the window, inspiration suddenly struck him and he retrieved a black case from the luggage compartment. Kyle brought along his precious notebook along and as he took the weight off his feet he switched the notebook on. Pausing for a while, Kyle begins typing.
“Friday, 5th October 2006. It’s officially beginning! At the time of typing this I’m already on my plane, ready to depart to my 1st destination. Well, seriously till now I can’t believe that I’m actually on my way to one of the greatest metropolis on the world:
Miles and miles away up north, in the soon-to-be destination of Kyle, police cars were rushing like mad to one of the nightclubs in the town. Sirens alerted the public, and given the innate curiosity of humans, people started to gather outside the entrance of YueMei Nightclub….
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
2 - Too early, too late* 7:13 AM
2 - Too early, too late*
"No thanks babe. As you can see, I've got my hands full for tonight!"
A sly grin came across the man's face as he gripped his 2 escorts tighter around their waist. Seana turned away in disgust imagining a hungry wolf embracing 2 rather suicidal sheep, but that was part of her job. Looks like I'll have to make it another time, Seana thought as the emcee took the centre stage to end the night's performances.
"Give it up one more time for our new comer! Not bad ain't he? Rather good English for a Japanese!"
The emcee's joke was entertained by little laughter from the crowd and he sighed in disappointment. As usual there wasn't as much support as expected other than a few cheers and claps from the people near the stage. The racist joke didn't seem to do much harm to the guitarist as he descended the stairs calmly.
Thinking her luck had ended for the night, Seana decided to call it the quits and walked over to the guitarist. She extended her hand to him and introduced herself but was ignored in a rather coldly manner. He just turned away from her and began packing his instrument.
"Um, I'm Seana. What's YOUR name?" she tried again as she extended her hand once more.
"Kyohiro, but you can call me Kyo." replied the guitarist without the slightest interest in shaking her hand. He seemed more enthusiastic in tuning his guitar. For a moment she just stood there in shocked as she was rejected again. This was really turning out to be an unlucky night for her. First her clients, then now a young man. Dressed in a skimpy outfit exposing her slender body to the bare maximum had always been a foolproof plan for her before that night so she settled for rather queer conclusions about the Japanese man.
"You stupid whore! Look where you're going you bitch!" screamed a fat man at one of the show girls. The man's navy blue suit was drenched in beer as a result of an accident. The commotion caused everyone to stop dead in their actions and turn to the uproar. Clearly that man was a highly ranked official as other man dressed in uniformed suits stepped in to stop others from interfering. The poor girl lay helpless on the floor as no one dared to assist her.
Another corrupted official. Just my luck, Kyo thought to himself as he slugged his guitar case over his shoulder. He began to walked away from the scene when Seana decided to make a move... at the official.
The fat man raised his hand and made a blow at the poor girl's face. She screamed in pain shielding her face, tears running down her cheeks, as the man loomed over her, grinning in victory, another one of man's sick fantasies of possession and power. He began to raise his hand for another attack.
Seana pushed through the crowd, anger taking over her judgement. "STOP!!"
5:56 AM
1 - YueMei Nightclub*
"Another pint of beer! Now!" A drunken men wailed over the bar, one hand holding a jug of beer and the other a girl's waist, who laughed and winked at the man. Everyone was only inches away from each other in this cosy little nightclub, skin to skin, hair to hair, dirty beard on rosy cheeks, little hands on big wallets. It's but another night in YueMei nightclub, across the street at the heart of Shanghai, China. Underground ameteur rockers stood on the stage beating the guitar as if it's a drum, and the drummer slammed on the percussions as if it's a garbage can. Nobody cares-- who will? Everyone just wanted to get away from the busy day life, at night everything comes alive, from the flashing lights to the show girls.
Oh yes, the girls, what will a nightclub be without the girls? They wear skirts barely able to cover their panties, tops that showed two-third of their bosom, and boots that made them five inches taller. They serve the beers and the vodkas to the male patrons who are not only interested in the alchohol but also the walking porn serving them. They enjoyed placing their hands on the girls' back and down, talking and joking with them and occasionally pretending to fall down just to bury their face on the girls' bulging front. They would also steal a kiss from the girl if she come anywhere near, and she would only laugh it off.
All these with a price of course. Or else why would Seana come here and happily be part of the walking porns? She had her proud body curve good enough to fish money out of the men's pockets. She just had to sit on the men's lap, put her arms around his shoulders and blow a little air to his ear. Then he would put his palm on her back, stroking down, and she would stand up, lick her finger, hovering it over his nose and leave him begging for more. He would call the Mama-san and pay a high price just to see her again, and there she had it, all the money into her pocket, with a little going into the Mama-san's as her commision. Of course her second meeting she would do a bit more-- that she would push all the right buttons to let the man come back again and again, but not getting anything that would lead to the bed. She would just shrug their offers off with a smile and attend to another man waiting for her at another couch.
And today is another day for Seana to work her magic. She moved across the people walking across, the background music a bit soother than what she had heard before. A new guitarist, she heard, Japanese too. That's not her problem anyway, she's interested only in fishing cash, she spent quite a number at Prada and LV today on the limited edition handbags, and she planned to earn that back tonight. She glided to a man sitting on a couch at the corner and winked at him.
"Hi boy, care for a drink?"
*Post number, just to keep in track on the posts that we made! Just put a number and a stupid title as you wish.
**The story continues, just go on with it! Type another post continueing this story but from your character's point of view.
***Next should be Nikky to post, then Ryan, then back to Grey, then Nikky... Go in order plz!
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
9:42 AM
Player: Ryan
Name: Kyle Sealarz
Age: 18
Sex: Male
D.O.B: 5/8/1988
Place of Birth: Sydney, Australia
Height: 183cm
Weight: 65kg
Build Base: Obs/Int
Job Type: Ice Enchanter
Weapon: Frosted Bow & Arrows
Skill Set:
Primary: Ice archery- Kyle’s superb archery skill matched the effects of his enchanted frosted arrows and causes the enemy to be stunned for moments before regaining consciousness. A hit in the head by these freezing arrows may cause the enemy to suffer a brain damage which could be fatal, but the possibility of a headshot is not high as the mechanism of the bow set is very hard to control.
Secondary: Summon water spirit- Kyle possesses the ability to cast spells on liquids and transform their shape into anything he wants it to be. He can also control the temperature and the form of the liquid from water to ice, but not steam. If the area is very humid he can also collect the water vapor and shape them into, let’s say a dangerous icy spear or a water shield against fire attacks. But this skill disables when he’s in a dry place like a desert.
Tertiary: Tsunami- This skill can only be used when Kyle’s near the sea, and under a circumstance that he’s out of control. A huge tsunami will be called upon and destroy anything including his allies, except himself. So far he has never used that skill before because it’s simply too dangerous.
Living Job: Amateur surfer
Traits:
Carefree attitude: he lives by the sea and regularly surfs with his bunch of friends. Enjoys basking in the sun and sea. Always in a holiday mood.
Aspired: he wants to be a national swimmer like his idol Ian Thorpe. Ultimate aim? The Olympics gold medal.
Typical teen: a computing student at a local college, he’s attracted to gadgets, movies, music, clubs…
Character Appearance:
He is a typical Caucasian everyone knows: tall, blond and have a quite well-built torso. Usually seen around beaches in Hawaiian shorts, and sometimes batik shirts. Have a pair of blue eyes like the one of Zhang Ziyi in Memoirs of a Geisha. Popular among other surfers in Sydney, he’s also a big fan of skateboards and roller blades, and regularly travels around the town in them. Always dressed in casual outfits and khaki set like the ones of the late Steve Irwin, the only time he wore a tuxedo is during his uncle’s wedding.
Character personality and background:
Kyle is a normal Aussie, and he loves being an Aussie. He enjoys the lifestyle of surfing after college ends, meeting new people and friends. Brought up in a middle income family, his siblings include an elder brother Mike and a little sister Amanda. His dad is a lifeguard, therefore instilling his interest in surfing from young. Kyle’s favorite pastimes is jamming his xbox and playstation with his brother and college buddies, and he is also a keeper of a blog as he believes that the online journal encourages him to share his innermost thoughts with others, and also as a personal journal which he keeps track with the interesting happenings in life.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
12:55 AM
Player: Nikky
Name: Kyohiro Tsukimura
Age: 22
Sex: Male
D.O.B: 13 January 1984
Place of Birth: Kyoto, Japan
Height: 178cm
Weight: 56kg
Build Base: Agi/Str (High agi, str determined on released stages)
Job Type: Samurai/Hitokiri (slayer)
Weapon: Katana (Zetsumei Ken)
Weapon Description:
A beautifully crafted steel katana followed by a cross-shape tsuba (guard) along with a black silk menuki around its red copper handle. Upon its releasing command, the blade is quickly engulfed in a black aura making it look seemingly as black as the night sky.
Gisei~ Zetsumei Ken " Sacrifice~ Death Blade" - releases Kyo's katana's final and dark form along with his Hitokiri stage. The longer he stays in this dark form, the harder it is to return to his old self. Many samurai's of his clan have lost themselves to their Hitokiri forms.
Character Skill Set:
Ryutsuisen "Dragon Hammer Strike" (main offensive) - An overhead, single-handed or double-handed swing. Releases aura transferred from the user to the blade in a destructive wave.
Ryutsuisen~ Zan "Dragon Hammer Strike~ Tragedy" (offensive)- A more powerful overhead, single-handed or double-handed swing. Releases immense dark aura transferred from the user to the blade in a snake-like destructive wave. Can only by a Hitokiri.
Amakakeru Ryu no Hirameki "Heavens Bridging Dragon Spark" (offensive) - A Hitokiri's ultimate technique. This technique is so fast that its implementation can be successful even when the enemy's strike has actually reached the user's body. If successful, it releases a wave of dark aura stored into the blade in a single direction. If the initial strike is blocked, the unusually fast slashing motion generates a vacuum in its wake from the clashing of the two blades. This vacuum actually sucks in the user's opponent, leaving them completely open for the second strike of the Amakakeru Ryu no Hirameki that follows the first. This second slash concentrates the power of the Amakakeru Ryu no Hirameki and makes it far more powerful than the first strike. Only a handful of Hitokiri have mastered this technique. This technique is only used as a last resort as it will drain up all of the Hitokiri's remaining aura.
Shinsoku "God Speed" (support) - Enables a samurai to move with godlike speed for short moments. Must be used directly before Amakakeru Ryu no Hirameki.
Living Job: Travelling Musician
Traits:
Wanderer - He moves around from place to place very frequently making just enough money to last each trip by playing at local pubs and bars.
Loner - he tries not to get attached to anyone as he moves around due to his dark past.
Skillful - as skillful as he is in his slashing techniques, he using his hands skillfully as he plays his guitar to make a living.
Distant - he pushes away anyone who's is friendly to him so that others do not get involved with his secret life.
Hesitant - as distant as he is, he's one who will not draw his sword at a split second to defend others around him. however, he soon grows into a loyal partner and protects his friends without a second thought.
Character Appearance: A young man with short, slightly messy dark brown hair, nothing attractive which makes him blend in with everyone else. Behind those wavy locks of hair is a thin, boyish face with a rugged twist to it. His slightly tanned skin is a result of years of travelling, yet not dark enough to eliminate his Japanese origin looks. He has a habit of wearing rugged jackets despite the heat and seldom is he found without his guitar case and guitar. Furthermore, being neither tall or well built adds to his advantage as it keeps him out of attention from possible enemies.
Character Personality and Background: A young man with a dark past, he constantly wanders from town to town alone as he fears that the ghosts of his past will catch up to him. Originating form a dying clan of proud samurais, he was given the birth name Kazuma (one reality) and was taught the basics of martial arts. At the age of 8, the clan was attacked by other samurais who feared the Hitokiri which lie deep within each one of them. However, he was saved by a mysterious Masato Yoshikuni, a skilled ronin, who adopts Kazuma and teaches him the Batto-jutsu sword style, a supersonic sword technique. Upon graduating at the age of 14, Masato renames him Kyohiro (kyo=pride, hiro=hero) Tsukimura (of the moon village) after his clan name. Not long after that, Kyohiro's survival is soon discovered by the other samurai clans and they soon plot to have him killed thus resulting in Masato sacrificing his life for Kyohiro's escape. Swearing to avenge his master's death along with the destruction of his clan, he now wanders the land bringing corrupted officials to justice.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
11:08 PM
Sample Character Sheet!
Player: Grey
Name: Seana
Age: 19
Sex: Female
D.O.B: 20/12/1987 Sagitarius
Place of Birth: YangZhou, China
Height: 167cm
Weight: 43kg
Build Base: Obs/Agi (High observation, Medium agility)
Job Type: Martial Artist
Weapon: Armguards
Skill Set:
Kong Ming Fist 空明拳 (Main)= 72 styles of Kong Ming fist, a type of fighting style based on Taoism’s YinYang theory. The fist style is the ultimate Yin fighting style, which focuses on softness, empty space and flow, a contrast to the brawn and power used by most other martial artist. Requires observation on the enemies’ moves. Adapted from novel “The Legend of the Condor Heroes”.
Acupuncture 点穴 (Supporting)= An ancient Chinese knowledge, deals with the acupunctural points of the body that controls the flow of chi and blood in the body. This knowledge is combined with the Kong Ming Fist.
Fleet Movement 轻功 (Supporting)= Basic movement skill, able to move around light and fast.
Living Job: PR in a nightclub
Traits:
Observe = Able to concentrate on a subject’s movement and know the thinking through the body language or style.
Suggest = A certain chance able to persuade or give comment someone to do something by giving suggestions.
Seduce = Able to seduce someone into a trance with a certain chance.
Talker = Smooth talker that can talk herself to different situations.
Character Appearance: A young girl with long, dark hair with a very flat, smooth haircut, though not flashy in color, nevertheless gives her a bad girl style of look. (Think Miss Jinchi new hair) Her smooth and light features of the face is somewhat a tradition from the China’s Yang Zhou infamous pretty girl bloodline, her skin almond colored and her eyes in black. She changes her clothes occasionally, with a large wardrobe that consist garments she never remembers what she has inside. She walks with grace, occasionally throwing a couple of winks to guys around her, talks with confident and full of personality.
Character personality and background: Cheerful, seductive and materialistic. Ever since her family and sect was overrun by political problems, bankruptcy struck her family, her parents and her 6 brothers and sisters had no choice but to live in poverty. She believes that money can solve her problems, therefore she went to Shanghai to work in a nightclub, making big money from big fat old man everyday, giving them her thighs and her laughter. She gives her family sufficient money every month but she never tells them her real job in fear of disgracing her family. She learns her martial art from a mysterious master back in Yang Zhou, but she never really had the chance to use her skills as that could not give her money. Nevertheless, like any other girls, she enjoys shopping, eating, playing and enjoys everything what the busy city life has to offer her.
*Subject to change*
Labels: grey
Friday, December 15, 2006
Character creation~~ 8:56 PM
Well, welcome to this small little bloggin RPG game! Come come and let's play~~ Anyway, here's how it goes. I've got the intro there, and you will start to develop the story by bloggin ur story. Just continue the story! Easy right? But one catch, you will have to create your own character and manipulate him/her when you write. Of course you have to, or else why do we call this a Role-Playing Game?? Duh~~ another thing is remember to write your name at the label part, so that we'll know who posted the post...
First thing first, if you wanna join the game, contact me on MSN or e-mail @ conan_cat87@hotmail.com, give me your Blogger e-mail, and then I can invite you as the moderator of the blog... Just discovered this convenience thanks to Nikky hehe.
So how do you create a character? Before the game starts I would like to have every participant to create your character. Here's the format...
Character Name: You know...
Age:
Sex:
D.O.B: any day any year that you want...
Place of Birth: Anywhere in the world that you want. This will be a global story, from Japan to Brazil, just decide what nationality your character will be~
Height:
Weight:
Cup: 38 C (for girls, if you want... lol)
Build Base: Primary= ?? Secondary=?? (Str/Int/Obs/Agi/Vit)
*Now this needs some explaination.
Str means strengh, which means your character will be the warrior type that hits and slash like shit.
Int means inteligence, which means your character will be the brainy type and uses magic or other brain related skills (telepath? telekenesis? blah blah...)
Obs means observation, means your archer will be real sensitive and have great dexterity like for snipers, gunners, archers etc.
Agi means agility, for that means that your character can be moving real fast and stealth like ninjas or assasin.
Vit means vitality, means your character will be real buffy and have really long life and defence, like Incredible Hunk, duh.
Primary base is the main build for your character, secondary is the, well secondary build. Lets say we have a P/Str and S/Vit guy here, means he can slash and hit real good and have fairly good health; vise versa if he is P/Vit and S/Str we will have a really good defender and with fairly good strength, but his strength will surely be not as good as the previous one, and his defence will be better. Of course he will not or only have a little command of other builds like Int or Obs, which means he cannot cast spell well and he cannot shoot arrows properly.
Remember, apply this to your roleplaying when you play! Don't say that your character runs and jumps off a building and lands without problem when your character is INT based, there's no such thing as a magician being able to act like an assasin.*
Job=??
*Job means your character type class. It can be a warrior, blade warrior, samurai, archer, black magician, white magician, sniper, gunner, ninja, martial arts master, computer specialist(hacker), cleric, doctor, clown, beggar, singer, model, reporter, dancer... Aww you get the idea. As long as you can think of some fighting skills for that job then you've got your imagination running! And we're talking about 21st century here, all today's stuff can fit in ya know. Imagine an OBS/AGI based clown that can throw juggling balls at the enemy 5 feet away and assasinates the enemy while confusing them with circus acts. Hmm not bad... *
Skill Set=???
*This part you will need to think for yourself, what skill suits your character's job. Lets say like the clown, his skill set will look something like:
Circus Acts=Able to confuse enemy with circus moves
Juggling=Able to juggle multiple objects at the same time
Throwing=Able to aim and throw small objects like small knife
Acrobatics=Perform flexible acrobatic moves
and maybe something else too. You think what your clown can do la.. lol. this part can have quite a number of skills, but remember not to have too many until you can't apply it in your story.*
Character appearance= ??
*Your choice here, just write as long as you like about your character's physical appearance and outfit so that we'll know how does he/her/it look like.*
Character personality= ??
*Your choice! Just decribe your character's personality as you like so that others know what your character is like. Go wild~~*
I guess that's all for now... Remember never to overpower your character! Don't say that your character can take on 30 people at one time and able to kill them all with one move, or can fly in the sky or can run 80km/s. You should know better that there's no such thing as a godly character here, you'll outplay everyone else and that is no fun at all. It's important to keep interaction and cooperation with other players in this game, one man show is no fun~ Note for those D&D players out there, well I'm not actually seeking to play the game according to the rules that much, and yeah just a bit casual play... Any suggestions just tell me k?
So just type out your character sheet, lemme see and if it's ok we'll post it up to the blog. When everyone is ready we'll start the story...
Labels: grey
RPG Pandora's Box 8:38 PM
Cars, factories, metropolis, people, people, and more people.
People wanted a better life. A better life as in development, development in their cities, in their brains, but not their heart. Eyes can see concrete walls around, and we call this 'shelter'. Toxic waste running down the once clear stream, we call this 'river'. People robbing, killing, stealing appear in the newspaper everyday, we call this 'society'.
What else do we call now is what it was when created by God? Are the skies as blue, the moon as bright, the trees as green, the wind as light? There are those who wanted to change oh so much of the world, as to create devices that revolutionised everything, they say. From steam engine to computers, now robots and nuklear. Why?
Pandora's box, when the girl's curiosity got the better of her and opened the box that contained all evil, she released all the misfortunes of mankind. A myth, it is. But somewhere, in this puny world, someone spotted this box, "half-opened", or so he says. The cause of the degrading of humanity...? Who knows. Perhaps someone who are kind enough will set out to find this box and shut it back. Or someone who will open the box to full and bring hell to earth.
And those someones are starting to act now. Are you one of them?
Labels: grey