40,000 A.D.(Roleplay)

((liz can we add personal goals to our biography things?))

((Yes Arch, you can))

This is basically copying my idea Mega, whatever, please don't drop out of mine though as I did mine first.

This is NOTHING like your little "The Hunt" RP, Flare. This is based around a village of evolved people living in a post apocalyptic future trying to cope with the fact that everyone wants them dead.

It's LOADS more advanced than your RP as well as having a more interesting/advanced/harder to write about topic than a necklace.


And I find mine MUCH better.



((And if anyone wants to start, post "Ready"))

I meant the fact I had a RP game, I didn't mean in it a bad way. I was just saying that you did yours only because I did mine and the fact it gave you the idea to do it on here as well as on the other place. I don't have any problem with this, however there is no need to talk down about mine. You misunderstood my point of what I said to him.

BTW, can you come on mine now so we can start mine?

Name:marcel
Age:43
Gender:male
Appearance:dark hair, has scar of bullet wound on back
Weapons:kar98k
Keeper of:tainted water
Personality:stubborn, stuff
Short History:nobody knows much about him, not even his last name. he one day stumbled into the village with a bulled wound in his back
Other:lol pretty much copied this from cod 3

FlareonMaster wrote:I meant the fact I had a RP game, I didn't mean in it a bad way. I was just saying that you did yours only because I did mine and the fact it gave you the idea to do it on here as well as on the other place. I don't have any problem with this, however there is no need to talk down about mine. You misunderstood my point of what I said to him.

BTW, can you come on mine now so we can start mine?

Sure. And I posted mine here as I still need ideas for my book on this and I naturally love this RP. I never really thought CBGamez would handle RPing well, so this is an experiment.

And I'm speaking facts, not talking down.

Well, I don't see how it was facts, but I never meant any problem, you just misunderstood what I said. But enough talk of this, I will be doing mine still and the reason I made it the way it is, was to make it like what we were doing on the Forum Fight and everyone joined up likes it, I assume you do too? It doesn't matter, good luck with this RPG and I hope a good turnout on both!

((flare what did i say about you posting? btw liz am ready))

((We will rp soon))

Name: Luxord
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: How mah avatar looks.
Weapons: Cards.
Keeper of: Time.
Personality: Aggressive. Brave. Loving.
Short History: Was born as a very poor boy, and learned to fend for himself. Later won the lottery of 3 Million.
Other: Coolness. LAWL.

((liz hurry up am getting sleepy))

Name: Nox Eternus
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: Wears tattered Jet Black Robes and a hood that covers everything but my mouth. Has a scar running down from his forehead, over his eye, and down to his mouth.
Weapons: Staff of Darkness and a Scythe made from the bones of his first kill and fire for the blade.
Keeper of: Hellfire
Personality: An introvert, friendly at some times, but hostile when agitated.
Short History: He was born in a cave near a volcano. His family was murdered by a band of thieves. Driven by revenge and blood lust, Nox Eternus had fallen prey to darkness. He had first discovered he had certain "Powers", he was scared. After a few years of working with the powers, he had mastered the basics. He had the ability to control darkness and fire. He hunted down the murderous bastard that had slayed his family and slowly killed him. Sense his first kill, Nox had loved to toy with his victims, slowly filling their souls with shadow, then burning them alive. On his travels, he found some robes and a staff in his house, which he had abandoned long ago. It turns out, his family had known about his powers and made special robes and a staff that could channel the magic easily and strengthen the power of the spell. He had been traveling for days, when he came across a town, full of others like him. He was starving and dehydrated. When he stepped into town late at night, he walked into the tavern and asked for a bed to stay in. He was walking up the stairs after he paid the owner her dues, and passed out. The owner had found Nox laying, unconscious at the top of the stairs. The owner quickily picked Nox up and brought him to his room to take care of him. Nox awoke to the friendly face of the owner looking down at him. Ever since then, Nox had grow accustomed to helping out the owner of the Tavern with cooking and watching out for any trouble makers.
Other: Nimble and quick with the blade, he his very secretive about his past.

((two users of heck-fire wow))

(Lol, like my description? took me 5 minuets to type that...)

(i want marcel in story!)

( you want a what?)

All accepted.

((liz i have concern over one of the powers namely Time if you have that you basically god modded ))

(i'm ready when anyone else is -.-)

i'm readyy but i'm waiting for liz

((Time is hard to manipulate, we're starting))

Ella rose from her bed. She wiped the dust from her eyes, then walked to the bathroom to get ready for the day. After the was done, she went outside, locked the door behind her, and ambled to the town square.

As the morning sun was rising, Nox was already wide awake and sweeping the floor of the Inn pondering life.

as arch awoke he decided he would start putting tarmac on the villages path ways

While sweeping and pondering life, Nox find's a broken glass on the floor.

as arch put tar down on the main pathway going through the center of the village he felt somthing was strange and stopped what he was doing and returned home to pick up some tools