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Introduction
I know it's a bit of a read but please bare with me and at least give the intro a good skim:
Several months ago the Second Wave of American Tween Melodic Rap Metalcore (or S.W.O.A.T.M.R.M.) band Kabbage Boy hired the legendary roadie Eddie Riggs for their latest abomination to the name of Heavy Metal, a world tour. It was during one of these monstrosities that the lead guitarist caused an accident involving the stage set, a section of it falling and crushing Eddie. A portion of his demonic blood fell onto his belt buckle which, as it turned out, was in fact an amulet and this sacrifice gave it the power needed to summon the spirit of Ormagoden, the Eternal Fire Beast and Cremator of the Sky. Angered by this blasphemy the metal beast proceeded to kill most of the band and audience, the roadie disappearing never to be seen again.
Ormagoden saw what had become of the world and roared in rage, his voice sweeping around the globe and beginning the second age of metal. The Fire Beast then ran across the skies, setting them alight and the sheer power of his presence reshaped the continents and seas. The animals grew metal spikes and claws, plants and trees grew instruments and the ground festered engine parts. Finally the people were transformed; those who played music deemed unfit to his ears were stricken down to the ground but the ones who played pleasing sounds of great quality gained powers or simply became more… interesting.
Those who made sorrowful sounds like Goth, Doom or Black metal were overcome with Aetulia’s black tears, glam metal and you became a practical sex god, power or otherwise uplifting metal gave you saintly powers and so on. Unfortunately a few were also playing death metal and other extreme, evil sounds which twisted and mutated them into horrifying, blood thirsty demons. A powerful member of these few, renaming himself Gorasphyx, thought himself fit to lead this new world and gathered an unholy army. They called themselves the Tainted Coil in ‘honour’ of a vile race of demons from the first age of metal marched across the new lands, conquering many of them with little resistance from the confused people and enslaving them. Many of the strong were taken prisoner for reasons unknown, you are one of these people stolen.
Ok, basically this is a Brutal Legend rp set just after Eddie's departure and Ormagoden's return. It is not intended to be serious or realistic, over the top violence and actions are encourage providing they are not too over powered... At least not it the beginning, anyway. Here's the template for your character sheets, let's try not to have everyone playing guitar and you can play an evil character or even a big baddie if you impress me:
Name: (No characters from the original game unless I approve and if it's too flamboyant or sounds like it's from an anime I can and will smite you unless its funny)
Age: (Self explanatory, I'd hope. No one under 18 or geriatric.)
Gender: (No hermaphrodites please, let's keep it simple.)
Appearance: (Describe how amazingly awesome you look. I prefer words over pictures, make it detailed: At least one good sized paragraph or an appropriate, awesome picture.)
Profession:(What did your character do before the new age of metal began, if anything?)
Personality: (You don't have to be too elaborate here just a few basic points.)
Background/Bio: (Not mandatory if you want to be mysterious, are lazy or something along those lines.)
Weapon: (Optional. What is your choice tool for crushing your enemies into bone dust and their own various bodily fluids?)
Instrument: (Optional. You have a choice of: Guitar, Keyboards/Organ/Piano, Bass guitar, Vocals and Drums. Each kinds of instruments come with their own strengths and weaknesses which I’ll explain in further detail in a moment. If you want a more interesting type of instrument I or Rouge must approve)
If you wish, you can only have a regular weapon but no instrument and gain extra powers with it and vice versa.
Metal powers: (Optional and I don't want too many people to have one of these, basically if you were playing heavy metal in a particularily awesome fashion you may have been transformed by the almighty Ormagoden. If so you can have one related power or characteristic. For example: You played a song with such sorrow that the ground wept black tears, forming tentacles on your back which you may control.)
Riffs: (Only applicable if you have an instrument and you can only start out with two. Riffs are less powerful than solos and their effects usually do not last long but can be played often or even constantly.)
Solos: (Once again, only applicable for those with instruments, you can have only one in the beginning if you also have a weapon or two if you do not. Solos are far more powerful than riffs, having longer lasting effects and a larger range of these however they also take far more time to execute, are more difficult and cannot be done as often.)
Special attacks:(Only applicable if you do not have an instrument, these are (surprize surprize) special types of attacks or actions you can do with your weapon/s. They can have effects that can be similar to riffs and solos in instruments. Maximum of 2 to begin with.)
Note: You will get more riffs, solos and special attacks as the game goes on and you are aloud to make your initial ones as well as a number along the way. Only playing an instrument/using a weapon also makes you far more effective at it and very powerful with it.
Instruments- Your choices, in more detail, are:
Guitar: Damage focused, best at short to medium range as well as rallying effects
Bass guitar: Healing and buff focused, also dazing and stun effects (if you choose to go without a weapon you can hit people over the head with it)
Vocals: Best at medium to long range, damage over time and summoning focus
Drums: Best at short to medium range, concussive effects and speed buffs/debuffs
Keyboards/organ/piano: Crowd control, debuffs and perception changing effects (i.e. you fuck with peoples minds)
Your style of playing has more sway on your riffs/solos than the instrument choice, e.g. You could play guitar like an organ and gain some debuff effects, etc... If you have any questions post them in the OCC or pm me.
Several months ago the Second Wave of American Tween Melodic Rap Metalcore (or S.W.O.A.T.M.R.M.) band Kabbage Boy hired the legendary roadie Eddie Riggs for their latest abomination to the name of Heavy Metal, a world tour. It was during one of these monstrosities that the lead guitarist caused an accident involving the stage set, a section of it falling and crushing Eddie. A portion of his demonic blood fell onto his belt buckle which, as it turned out, was in fact an amulet and this sacrifice gave it the power needed to summon the spirit of Ormagoden, the Eternal Fire Beast and Cremator of the Sky. Angered by this blasphemy the metal beast proceeded to kill most of the band and audience, the roadie disappearing never to be seen again.
Ormagoden saw what had become of the world and roared in rage, his voice sweeping around the globe and beginning the second age of metal. The Fire Beast then ran across the skies, setting them alight and the sheer power of his presence reshaped the continents and seas. The animals grew metal spikes and claws, plants and trees grew instruments and the ground festered engine parts. Finally the people were transformed; those who played music deemed unfit to his ears were stricken down to the ground but the ones who played pleasing sounds of great quality gained powers or simply became more… interesting.
Those who made sorrowful sounds like Goth, Doom or Black metal were overcome with Aetulia’s black tears, glam metal and you became a practical sex god, power or otherwise uplifting metal gave you saintly powers and so on. Unfortunately a few were also playing death metal and other extreme, evil sounds which twisted and mutated them into horrifying, blood thirsty demons. A powerful member of these few, renaming himself Gorasphyx, thought himself fit to lead this new world and gathered an unholy army. They called themselves the Tainted Coil in ‘honour’ of a vile race of demons from the first age of metal marched across the new lands, conquering many of them with little resistance from the confused people and enslaving them. Many of the strong were taken prisoner for reasons unknown, you are one of these people stolen.
Ok, basically this is a Brutal Legend rp set just after Eddie's departure and Ormagoden's return. It is not intended to be serious or realistic, over the top violence and actions are encourage providing they are not too over powered... At least not it the beginning, anyway. Here's the template for your character sheets, let's try not to have everyone playing guitar and you can play an evil character or even a big baddie if you impress me:
Name: (No characters from the original game unless I approve and if it's too flamboyant or sounds like it's from an anime I can and will smite you unless its funny)
Age: (Self explanatory, I'd hope. No one under 18 or geriatric.)
Gender: (No hermaphrodites please, let's keep it simple.)
Appearance: (Describe how amazingly awesome you look. I prefer words over pictures, make it detailed: At least one good sized paragraph or an appropriate, awesome picture.)
Profession:(What did your character do before the new age of metal began, if anything?)
Personality: (You don't have to be too elaborate here just a few basic points.)
Background/Bio: (Not mandatory if you want to be mysterious, are lazy or something along those lines.)
Weapon: (Optional. What is your choice tool for crushing your enemies into bone dust and their own various bodily fluids?)
Instrument: (Optional. You have a choice of: Guitar, Keyboards/Organ/Piano, Bass guitar, Vocals and Drums. Each kinds of instruments come with their own strengths and weaknesses which I’ll explain in further detail in a moment. If you want a more interesting type of instrument I or Rouge must approve)
If you wish, you can only have a regular weapon but no instrument and gain extra powers with it and vice versa.
Metal powers: (Optional and I don't want too many people to have one of these, basically if you were playing heavy metal in a particularily awesome fashion you may have been transformed by the almighty Ormagoden. If so you can have one related power or characteristic. For example: You played a song with such sorrow that the ground wept black tears, forming tentacles on your back which you may control.)
Riffs: (Only applicable if you have an instrument and you can only start out with two. Riffs are less powerful than solos and their effects usually do not last long but can be played often or even constantly.)
Solos: (Once again, only applicable for those with instruments, you can have only one in the beginning if you also have a weapon or two if you do not. Solos are far more powerful than riffs, having longer lasting effects and a larger range of these however they also take far more time to execute, are more difficult and cannot be done as often.)
Special attacks:(Only applicable if you do not have an instrument, these are (surprize surprize) special types of attacks or actions you can do with your weapon/s. They can have effects that can be similar to riffs and solos in instruments. Maximum of 2 to begin with.)
Note: You will get more riffs, solos and special attacks as the game goes on and you are aloud to make your initial ones as well as a number along the way. Only playing an instrument/using a weapon also makes you far more effective at it and very powerful with it.
Instruments- Your choices, in more detail, are:
Guitar: Damage focused, best at short to medium range as well as rallying effects
Bass guitar: Healing and buff focused, also dazing and stun effects (if you choose to go without a weapon you can hit people over the head with it)
Vocals: Best at medium to long range, damage over time and summoning focus
Drums: Best at short to medium range, concussive effects and speed buffs/debuffs
Keyboards/organ/piano: Crowd control, debuffs and perception changing effects (i.e. you fuck with peoples minds)
Your style of playing has more sway on your riffs/solos than the instrument choice, e.g. You could play guitar like an organ and gain some debuff effects, etc... If you have any questions post them in the OCC or pm me.
Rules
Note: This roleplay is set in the new age of metal so wimpy or otherwise sissy characters are unlikely to survive long. I will not hesitate to kill off characters/players who annoy me or otherwise ruin my day. :D
1. No godmodding, if you control another players character or determine the outcome of an important action you will suffer the, quite probably embarrassing, consequences.
2. Post length: At least one good sized paragraph unless you are in a situation where this is impractical or impossible.
3. Must be literate: If I see any net-speak you don't want to know what will happen. I'm fine with spelling errors, they happen, and typos. If English is not your first language or you have another excuse tell me.
4.Fun: Mandatory, if you are not enjoying yourself then tell me immediately and why, I will remedy this situation. If you ruin someone else's fun... Well, I'll leave that to your imagination. :D
5. Respect: Respect the GMs (myself and Rougeshadow) and the other players
6. Romance is allowed providing you do not turn this into soft porn. Anything further than making out should be taken to the pms
7. Swearing: Go fucking nutshit.
1. No godmodding, if you control another players character or determine the outcome of an important action you will suffer the, quite probably embarrassing, consequences.
2. Post length: At least one good sized paragraph unless you are in a situation where this is impractical or impossible.
3. Must be literate: If I see any net-speak you don't want to know what will happen. I'm fine with spelling errors, they happen, and typos. If English is not your first language or you have another excuse tell me.
4.Fun: Mandatory, if you are not enjoying yourself then tell me immediately and why, I will remedy this situation. If you ruin someone else's fun... Well, I'll leave that to your imagination. :D
5. Respect: Respect the GMs (myself and Rougeshadow) and the other players
6. Romance is allowed providing you do not turn this into soft porn. Anything further than making out should be taken to the pms
7. Swearing: Go fucking nutshit.
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Cassandra "Godess" Ravenclaw played by TheDoombringer
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The cell was dark. Dark and deathly cold, much like the ones whom had built it, and seemed to have a sort of detached disdain for its occupants that made you feel small, insignificant. There were no windows in the dank, damp stone walls and they had a strange red tint to them, the moisture pooled in the many cracks and eddies in the cobble work. Any closer inspection would reveal that the liquid coat the walls was in fact a thin layer of blood, human blood. It dripped the floor and slowly the puddles of red made their way to the other side of the room where closely spaced bars of an unknown black metal loomed, winding there way up in an uneven manner to the roof with only a small, disused door with a dusty key hole. The only light was a dull red glow emanating from a torch on the wall outside the cell in the hall, a man- No, a creature in the vague shape of a man stood by it, struggling to handle the assortment of weapons and instruments in his hands as he shuffled towards a door. It dragged one of its 'feet', it was little more than a tentacle bound and strapped into place by thick leather and rusty spikes to resemble a leg. Its whole body was contorted, twisted and stuffed into the shape by ever more straps and bondage. It was a member of the Tainted Coil, a former human. Inside the cell there were four people, two were gloomily attired and seemed like they may have belonged to the sea of black tears. Another was dressed like a viking of old complete with an amulet shaped like Thor's mighty hammer, the final one was dressed like a punk with her hair coloured like fire.
As a distant scream of agony wound its way down the twisted, decadent halls the demon opened a heavy door and stepped through leaving them alone with a single scissor-faced guard standing to the side of the cell. This was Aborheim, Gorasphyx's evil fortress, and stories told them there was no escape from their fate, whatever it may have been. People had been captured and taken here often, never to be seen again for unknown reasons but all speculation suggested nothing good. As impossible a task as it seemed the group knew they had to try to escape.
As a distant scream of agony wound its way down the twisted, decadent halls the demon opened a heavy door and stepped through leaving them alone with a single scissor-faced guard standing to the side of the cell. This was Aborheim, Gorasphyx's evil fortress, and stories told them there was no escape from their fate, whatever it may have been. People had been captured and taken here often, never to be seen again for unknown reasons but all speculation suggested nothing good. As impossible a task as it seemed the group knew they had to try to escape.
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“What the hell!” Magpie shouted at the tentacle monster guard as she banged on the bars “Give me back my damn guitar, you oversized mound of noodles”. Magpie bashed her head on the bars in anger and fell to the floor due to the pain. After rubbing her head she stood up and turned to the other prisoners. Magpie silently looked at each one of them in turn. Then she smiled a wicked grin.
“It’s your lucky day gals and guy. You just happened to get throw in a cell with an expert of destroying thing” still smiling Magpie puts one thumb up. Although she didn’t know these people, them simply being in this cell proved that they hated this new form of demonic authority as much as Magpie did. Or at least enough to join her in some well calculated havoc.
Magpie walked to the back wall. After giving it a once over she realised it was much to think for her to brake without a bass guitar at hand. Magpie leaned on the back wall and stared at the bars. Although the bars themselves looked pretty sturdy, Magpie reckoned that a few stamps would knock a bar or two out of place. That way they could just slide out. But the tentacle monster would surely try to stop them. Magpie with out her guitar wouldn’t stand a chance.
“Okay, I can weaken them bars enough for us to get out. But we are going to have to deal with that tentacle jackass outside” Magpie was just about to stamp down when a thought occurred to her “Oh yeah, brace yourself”. Wasting no more time Magpie started stamping with one foot. The entire cell shook, but the bars didn’t move. Frustrated she started to jump up and down making the whole place crumbled slightly. Cracks appeared until finally one bar fell to the ground. The sound metal falling to the floor echoed through out the place no doubt alerting the tentacle monster of there escape.
“All right. No cell can hold this jail bird. Lets get the hell out of here” Magpie changed out, but before she got two feet out of the cell the tentacle monster ran towards her. It roars as it charges, sounding like a bear, goat and hawk combined. Panicked Magpie stamps twice, but before she manages a third one the monsters tentacles whacks her in the face and is flicked harshly into the bars of the cell she had just escaped.
“It’s your lucky day gals and guy. You just happened to get throw in a cell with an expert of destroying thing” still smiling Magpie puts one thumb up. Although she didn’t know these people, them simply being in this cell proved that they hated this new form of demonic authority as much as Magpie did. Or at least enough to join her in some well calculated havoc.
Magpie walked to the back wall. After giving it a once over she realised it was much to think for her to brake without a bass guitar at hand. Magpie leaned on the back wall and stared at the bars. Although the bars themselves looked pretty sturdy, Magpie reckoned that a few stamps would knock a bar or two out of place. That way they could just slide out. But the tentacle monster would surely try to stop them. Magpie with out her guitar wouldn’t stand a chance.
“Okay, I can weaken them bars enough for us to get out. But we are going to have to deal with that tentacle jackass outside” Magpie was just about to stamp down when a thought occurred to her “Oh yeah, brace yourself”. Wasting no more time Magpie started stamping with one foot. The entire cell shook, but the bars didn’t move. Frustrated she started to jump up and down making the whole place crumbled slightly. Cracks appeared until finally one bar fell to the ground. The sound metal falling to the floor echoed through out the place no doubt alerting the tentacle monster of there escape.
“All right. No cell can hold this jail bird. Lets get the hell out of here” Magpie changed out, but before she got two feet out of the cell the tentacle monster ran towards her. It roars as it charges, sounding like a bear, goat and hawk combined. Panicked Magpie stamps twice, but before she manages a third one the monsters tentacles whacks her in the face and is flicked harshly into the bars of the cell she had just escaped.
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((Ok, since Vulpine hasn't edited her post and nobody else is posting let's just say that she was right and all the stuff happened, the tentacle demon can just have come back in when he felt the ground shake. Everybody's happy!))
As the tentacled demon roared its anger the scissor-faced one, let out a high pitched scream to alert more guards before charging into the cell to assail the others and prevent them from escaping. The beast was frail, spindly and its 'arms' were bound behind it with only its blades to attack. The roof continued to vibrate and crack, dust fell from it and it seemed it may not hold up for much longer as the other demon raised a mangled, mallet-like fist to pummel Magpie but due to the sheer weight of it the feat took a little time. Time in which, perhaps, it could be evaded or strikes could be laid upon it or people could be running. Foot steps could be heard coming closer from a door far down the hall and the beast stuck, whether or not the target had moved.
As the tentacled demon roared its anger the scissor-faced one, let out a high pitched scream to alert more guards before charging into the cell to assail the others and prevent them from escaping. The beast was frail, spindly and its 'arms' were bound behind it with only its blades to attack. The roof continued to vibrate and crack, dust fell from it and it seemed it may not hold up for much longer as the other demon raised a mangled, mallet-like fist to pummel Magpie but due to the sheer weight of it the feat took a little time. Time in which, perhaps, it could be evaded or strikes could be laid upon it or people could be running. Foot steps could be heard coming closer from a door far down the hall and the beast stuck, whether or not the target had moved.
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"That's subtle..." Piper uttered when the floor finally stopped shaking. Leaning her back against the gooey walls for support until she was dead sure that the room itself wasn't gonna do anymore moving, she noticed Noodle-dude coming rushing back in through the doorway it had just disappeared through.... no doubt alerted by either the loud *CLANK!* noise of the falling metal bar, still echoing slightly throughout the corridor, or by that TINY ARTIFICIAL EARTHQUAKE which, Piper guessed, was gonna be just about enough to tell oh I dunno... maybe like HALF OF THIS GODSFORSAKEN STRONGHOLD of the fact something, somewhere, was out of place and go check out the mother f*cking problem. But as debris and little pebbles continued to fall from the roof, it was obvious that, unless they got out of there and quickly,, the horde of awaiting demons between them and any potential exit was not going to matter.
But before anybody could follow Magpie through the gap and out of their prison, the Scizzorfaced was there, blocking their path. He was absolutely not the meanest-looking demon Piper had ever seen but she didn't like the thought of taking on those blades barehanded if she could help it, and she had no idea what kind of 'powers' her cellmates had that might come in handy, except for little miss earthquake over there.. She only knew she had none. Not that it was going to matter unless somebody did SOMETHING. She was standing at the wall furthest away from the opening, furthest away from the demon... looking for any way around, her eyes finally landed on the fallen metal bar, lying just outside the cell. She wasn't going to be able to reach it without going through the demon in the process.. but somebody else might. The bar wasn't much, but it was probably the best choice of a weapon they had at the moment. With some luck, she was going to be able to keep it occupied enough for somebody else to finish the abomination off permanently. Taking a deep breath, she placed her thumb and middle finger on her lip and whistled, loudly. "Hey uglyfejs!" she yelled when the demon was still only halfway through the gap. "Yeah you, can you see anyone else around here as ugly as you ar?!" Damn, she thought. This thing better be as stupid as it looks...
But before anybody could follow Magpie through the gap and out of their prison, the Scizzorfaced was there, blocking their path. He was absolutely not the meanest-looking demon Piper had ever seen but she didn't like the thought of taking on those blades barehanded if she could help it, and she had no idea what kind of 'powers' her cellmates had that might come in handy, except for little miss earthquake over there.. She only knew she had none. Not that it was going to matter unless somebody did SOMETHING. She was standing at the wall furthest away from the opening, furthest away from the demon... looking for any way around, her eyes finally landed on the fallen metal bar, lying just outside the cell. She wasn't going to be able to reach it without going through the demon in the process.. but somebody else might. The bar wasn't much, but it was probably the best choice of a weapon they had at the moment. With some luck, she was going to be able to keep it occupied enough for somebody else to finish the abomination off permanently. Taking a deep breath, she placed her thumb and middle finger on her lip and whistled, loudly. "Hey uglyfejs!" she yelled when the demon was still only halfway through the gap. "Yeah you, can you see anyone else around here as ugly as you ar?!" Damn, she thought. This thing better be as stupid as it looks...
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Leaning against the wall xexbro grins at what the punk looking girl says before her abruptly stamping on the floor and knocking rocks and things everwhere. While the ground began shaking he began over-exageratedly shaking and hopping as if he was shot with electricity on a old cartoon show. stopping after the tremor ended "well that was OBVIOUSLY the smartest thing to do, waking up everyone in this fortified bunker in the middle of a demonic hell hole. Clearly" he says sarcastically before having enemys run there way in here. Using whatever was around him he against his well being took a mouth full of the blood on the wall and stepped out to grab the metal bar with his obsenely long arms, and it wasnt that far away so he couldve retrieved it very easily, to fight the wierd mangled monster that smacked the punk girl back into the cell. His plan was to spit the liquid into the beings eyes...... or whatever could resemble eyes, you know what just the face in general. He would then using his great skill with small to obscenely large weapons to bash the creatures face with the pipe with the back of his arm adding to the power. After which he would flip it so that he held it like a two handed sword, raising it up and smashing down with all of his strength hoping to knock it out, and hold his ground for the others to get out.
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Kat groaned softly and shook her head slowly, a low dull roar of pain in her head. God how long had she been out for.....and where the hell she was. She slowly stood up and looked around, smoothing out her dress as she looked around. The woman stood a good 5.9 and looking extremely sexy. She appeared to have no weapons of any kind on her person and a weaker demeanor in her eyes. She knew her forces were scouring the hillside, wondering where their leader was....she aptly named them the Drowned Doom due to their looking like they were drowned in water.
Kat looked at the other prisoners and the giant monster that held them and chuckled "Hey Big boy...over here. Tell me...how do you stand to look at yourself in the mirror every morning. If i saw that face staring back at me id have nightmares" All she needed to get it close enough for one good wail....and they were all going to get out scott free......just got to get the beast close enough
Kat looked at the other prisoners and the giant monster that held them and chuckled "Hey Big boy...over here. Tell me...how do you stand to look at yourself in the mirror every morning. If i saw that face staring back at me id have nightmares" All she needed to get it close enough for one good wail....and they were all going to get out scott free......just got to get the beast close enough
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((Sorry for the delay, school's a bitch...))
Inside the cell the scissor-demon hissed at piper, its leather bound face contorting into what could best be described as a snarl and stepped towards her whilst raising its blades threateningly. It didn't see that she held the metal bar and would be easily felled by it with only a few strikes, it's body was well exposed. Meanwhile the tentacled one was about to hit Magpie when Xexbro spat blood at the glistening, black orbs on its head that resembled eyes with only distracted it and sent the strike into the bars above the girl and dislodgng several more so as to let others out more easily. The blows on it which followed caused it to stumble into the cell, in range of one of Kat's famous wails. The footsteps from other demons were louder now but not quite at the door, the closest door had no sound, other than the rumbling of the roof, coming from it and so no enemies could be presumed to be immediately in the way. It was also the room in which their weapons had been taken as they would note from memory, there was less shaking now as well.
Inside the cell the scissor-demon hissed at piper, its leather bound face contorting into what could best be described as a snarl and stepped towards her whilst raising its blades threateningly. It didn't see that she held the metal bar and would be easily felled by it with only a few strikes, it's body was well exposed. Meanwhile the tentacled one was about to hit Magpie when Xexbro spat blood at the glistening, black orbs on its head that resembled eyes with only distracted it and sent the strike into the bars above the girl and dislodgng several more so as to let others out more easily. The blows on it which followed caused it to stumble into the cell, in range of one of Kat's famous wails. The footsteps from other demons were louder now but not quite at the door, the closest door had no sound, other than the rumbling of the roof, coming from it and so no enemies could be presumed to be immediately in the way. It was also the room in which their weapons had been taken as they would note from memory, there was less shaking now as well.
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Kat saw the demon was in range and she grinned. She then took a very deep breath and let out a very loud and powerful wail, the walls shook even more, glass all over the place shattered and her chains broke as well as the others who were still chained to their cells. Outside of the castle, her forces heard her wail and ran towards it, arming their shovels, and whatever else they could to engage whatever awaited them
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((Rouge, you have control of what your minions face and if they win for the time being though I'd prefer if you didn't have them free everyone directly... At least not right now but it's your call. Just a warning, my descriptions of gore, death, violence, etc... can get a little vivid and disturbing to some. If you're a weenie when it comes to these things tell me and I'll lay off it and/or tell you when it's coming up, like right now. :D))
The sheer force of Kat's fearsome and ear-ringingly loud wail caused the demon to grip the protrusion most similar to a head in pain as its twisted flesh began to throb and vibrate. The monster's internal organs ripped themselves to pieces, exploding in a mess of blood and puss with a final death screech almost harmonizing with its slayer until the minced, putrid entrails finally were regurgitated to its throat and choked the thing to death. It was a less than pleasant scene to say the least but there was no time to stop and be sick as a large group of the Tainted Coil consisting of mainly Battle Nuns, Soul Kissers and one very pissed looking warfather burst through the doors and began to march in their direction. Without real weapons it would be difficult to face them but they weren't far away, the room in which they were kept could also lead to a possible escape route without confront these foes immediately. However, it was their choice to be made and to be made soon if they wished to keep their lives.
The sheer force of Kat's fearsome and ear-ringingly loud wail caused the demon to grip the protrusion most similar to a head in pain as its twisted flesh began to throb and vibrate. The monster's internal organs ripped themselves to pieces, exploding in a mess of blood and puss with a final death screech almost harmonizing with its slayer until the minced, putrid entrails finally were regurgitated to its throat and choked the thing to death. It was a less than pleasant scene to say the least but there was no time to stop and be sick as a large group of the Tainted Coil consisting of mainly Battle Nuns, Soul Kissers and one very pissed looking warfather burst through the doors and began to march in their direction. Without real weapons it would be difficult to face them but they weren't far away, the room in which they were kept could also lead to a possible escape route without confront these foes immediately. However, it was their choice to be made and to be made soon if they wished to keep their lives.
OOC Notes
((Badger, the day you lay off with those descriptions of yours, is the day when I'm (maybe) leaving. Do you have any idea how incredibly awesome they are? Seriously, we need them. Also, are their weapons on the other side of the demons? Or on the other side of the corridor? Or between them and the demon horde, sorry but Im kind of confused here. ))
With her fingers popped into her ears, Piper watched in fascination as the creatures’ guts spilled out through it's throat and choked it to a death that definitely made it into her list of the most beautiful ways to kill a Coil. If they all got out of there alive, she'd definitely have to make the girl do that again in front of a video camera... But, of course just getting out of there was a start. She stepped over the beautifully mutilated corpse and made her way through the gap in the bars.((Since Vulpine didn't answer and everybody else seemed to be doing the same anyways, I am hereby assuming that the Coil DID hit Magpie, since it's either that or leaving her there. Just ignore this otherwise.))
The Tall Guy seemed to be managing Noodles pretty well, so Piper was able to crouch down next to the girl the creature had hit. She placed a hand on her shoulder and shook it gently - no reaction. She sighed. She was out cold.
Glancing towards the now approaching Tainted Coil battalion, Piper was regrettably aware of the fact that she was going to be useless. Even without her weapons, she was a decent fighter - but the last time she checked, she wasn't Chuck Norris. She simply didn't have the powers(or the metal bars, for all that's worth) the others had. But at least she might be able to get the nut-case of a woman out of there. She picked up her lifeless body and threw her over her shoulder, sure she would be able to run jst fine even with the extra weight. "Sweet." she said to the other two, keeping her distance. "Unless you guys have a better plan, may I suggest getting the fuck out of here, like... now?"
With her fingers popped into her ears, Piper watched in fascination as the creatures’ guts spilled out through it's throat and choked it to a death that definitely made it into her list of the most beautiful ways to kill a Coil. If they all got out of there alive, she'd definitely have to make the girl do that again in front of a video camera... But, of course just getting out of there was a start. She stepped over the beautifully mutilated corpse and made her way through the gap in the bars.((Since Vulpine didn't answer and everybody else seemed to be doing the same anyways, I am hereby assuming that the Coil DID hit Magpie, since it's either that or leaving her there. Just ignore this otherwise.))
The Tall Guy seemed to be managing Noodles pretty well, so Piper was able to crouch down next to the girl the creature had hit. She placed a hand on her shoulder and shook it gently - no reaction. She sighed. She was out cold.
Glancing towards the now approaching Tainted Coil battalion, Piper was regrettably aware of the fact that she was going to be useless. Even without her weapons, she was a decent fighter - but the last time she checked, she wasn't Chuck Norris. She simply didn't have the powers(or the metal bars, for all that's worth) the others had. But at least she might be able to get the nut-case of a woman out of there. She picked up her lifeless body and threw her over her shoulder, sure she would be able to run jst fine even with the extra weight. "Sweet." she said to the other two, keeping her distance. "Unless you guys have a better plan, may I suggest getting the fuck out of here, like... now?"
OOC Notes
"I whole heartedly agree with that statement.....do lets" She said and stood up, kicking at the bars with her expensive looking heels, breaking through the severely weakened metal with a breeze. "Now how the fuck do we get out of here without having to break through the wall?" She said and looked around for the door out. She pointed to the door and ran to it, a deep breath in her lungs incase she had to wail again. Outside, Kat's forces charged rapidly towards the demons. They consisted of Gravediggers, Heads and Brides, the thunder and rain swirling around them as they all converged on the demons "FREE THE MISTRESS......FOR THE DROWNED DOOM" One of them yelled as they hacked and sliced and chopped at the demons in their path,, trying to break through to reach the door
OOC Notes
((Why thank you, I pride myself on being a sick little puppy... I apologise for the confusion, I thought I mentioned it before. The door which has your weapons behind it is clear of demons, there is another one behind the demon group at the end of the hall. Also, Rouge, you didn't have to break down the bars since they were already busted open... Oh, and I agree with having Magpie unconscious until Vulpine comes on. I'll pm her tomorrow after band prac, if she doesn't post by Monday I may kill the character off for the sake of keeping things moving.))
The door Kat ran to huge, heavy and made of the same dark metal as the bars of their former prison though lacking as think a coating of blood with most of the fluid dry and rust-like. However, it opened easily though making a reluctant groan and at either side of the better lit room beyond were racks of weapons and instruments, all taken from previous 'guests' in Aborheim whom never survived to reclaim them or simply were never released. Amongst them were Magpie's Bass guitar, Piper's beloved scythe 'Fang' and nearby her keytar as well as a complex black scythe belonging to Xexbro. The Battle Nun's screeched behind the group, the Soul Kissers charged with their blades slashing every which way and glistened with malevolent, sadistic intent. The Warfather was in the middle of an incantation but now their weapons had been found. The door to the apparent armory seemed sturdy and in the distance another door could be seen at the end of it, torches lining the way.
((Ok, you guys can go whichever way you like and either way you should hopefully find Clarissa soon... Don't be afraid to take a detour or be creative with problem solving or just plain killing things, I like this it will often be rewarded perhaps with more gory descriptions as well as other bonuses! Hooray! :D))
The door Kat ran to huge, heavy and made of the same dark metal as the bars of their former prison though lacking as think a coating of blood with most of the fluid dry and rust-like. However, it opened easily though making a reluctant groan and at either side of the better lit room beyond were racks of weapons and instruments, all taken from previous 'guests' in Aborheim whom never survived to reclaim them or simply were never released. Amongst them were Magpie's Bass guitar, Piper's beloved scythe 'Fang' and nearby her keytar as well as a complex black scythe belonging to Xexbro. The Battle Nun's screeched behind the group, the Soul Kissers charged with their blades slashing every which way and glistened with malevolent, sadistic intent. The Warfather was in the middle of an incantation but now their weapons had been found. The door to the apparent armory seemed sturdy and in the distance another door could be seen at the end of it, torches lining the way.
((Ok, you guys can go whichever way you like and either way you should hopefully find Clarissa soon... Don't be afraid to take a detour or be creative with problem solving or just plain killing things, I like this it will often be rewarded perhaps with more gory descriptions as well as other bonuses! Hooray! :D))
OOC Notes
(I completely agree...Fanta you stop making your awesome posts, i will beat you with a wet noodle and a drumstick XD...and i just want to say this.......DOOOUBLE FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiIIIIINE HAHAHAHAHA XD GO_______ NUTS)
Katlynn looked around the weapons with a smirk, her weapon wasnt here since it was too big to fit in this room. She walked around untill she found two black daggers with white tear drops going down the hilt and smiled "Here you two are" She said and picked them up, twirling them in her hands "Lets get out of here on the pronto" She said and ran for the other door, the others could take as much time as they wanted....she needed her baby....she needed to kill.....and both were tied into one. Her forces outside would continue until the demon lines wavered...they would not stop unless they were killed.....they were the Drowned Doom...all would be swept away by their might
Katlynn looked around the weapons with a smirk, her weapon wasnt here since it was too big to fit in this room. She walked around untill she found two black daggers with white tear drops going down the hilt and smiled "Here you two are" She said and picked them up, twirling them in her hands "Lets get out of here on the pronto" She said and ran for the other door, the others could take as much time as they wanted....she needed her baby....she needed to kill.....and both were tied into one. Her forces outside would continue until the demon lines wavered...they would not stop unless they were killed.....they were the Drowned Doom...all would be swept away by their might
OOC Notes
((Lol, thank you! I'm so going to get a big head from your guys saying all these nice things... Now on with the bloodbath! Huzzah! Oh, and if you like disgusting and frankly gratuitously gory descriptions you're in for a treat with these next critters. I call them 'The Unclean'.))
Opening the door Kat would find that it lead to another long, winding corridor though it was different to the previous rooms now behind her. The walls were at odd angles, the roof had strange curving protrusions of marble white that looked disturbingly like ribs and the stones seemed to throb and pulse with vein-like structures winding across the floor and sides. The whole building here was almost alive and there were many pod-like bulges here and there, suddenly from them a number of unbound and utterly disgusting demons pulled themselves from the walls with pained screams, they did not resemble humans very well anymore without their leather. The bloody and disfigured things brandished claws like axes and teeth of steel sticking out in every direction from twisted mouths and other orifices one would not what to think about for much longer providing they had any attachment to their lunch. There were ten of them in total and all ran, slithered and crawled their way to the tear drinking woman with bloodlust in their puss-filled, angry sore-like eyes. There were many doors on either side of the hall, some were open and others seemed like they had been welded shut but this hardly seemed to matter at the moment there were evidently more pressing matters at hand.
Opening the door Kat would find that it lead to another long, winding corridor though it was different to the previous rooms now behind her. The walls were at odd angles, the roof had strange curving protrusions of marble white that looked disturbingly like ribs and the stones seemed to throb and pulse with vein-like structures winding across the floor and sides. The whole building here was almost alive and there were many pod-like bulges here and there, suddenly from them a number of unbound and utterly disgusting demons pulled themselves from the walls with pained screams, they did not resemble humans very well anymore without their leather. The bloody and disfigured things brandished claws like axes and teeth of steel sticking out in every direction from twisted mouths and other orifices one would not what to think about for much longer providing they had any attachment to their lunch. There were ten of them in total and all ran, slithered and crawled their way to the tear drinking woman with bloodlust in their puss-filled, angry sore-like eyes. There were many doors on either side of the hall, some were open and others seemed like they had been welded shut but this hardly seemed to matter at the moment there were evidently more pressing matters at hand.
OOC Notes
((One day, I'll have to draw all those things you come up with. Poetry to my inner eye, Fanta. do you, like, write lyrics or something?))
"Alrighties!" Piper said and dumped Magpie's still not-so-moving body on the cold stone floor with a thud. Once they were all inside the weaponry she pushed the door shut, and begun moving the nearby racks in front of them to keep them that way. It probably wasn't gonna hold up for long, but maybe it would be a able to buy them a few minutes. She picked up her keytar and inspected the instrument quickly, happy to see it pretty much unscratched. She strapped it to her back and picked up the scythe. On a second thought, she picked up the bass guitar she had seen the demon take from the girl earlier and tied it to her back. Hopefully it would stay there because nobody, or at least not her, was going to stop to pick the thing up if it came off. Now the only remaining problem was Magpie... Why do I have to carry you anyways... Piper thought and threw her over her free shoulder again. Quickly glancing back at the doors, it seemed the barricade wasn't going to hold up for that much longer, so she hurried up and followed Kat through the doorway..
The corridor was... creepy. Even with Aborheim standards. It felt kinda like that time when she was five and she'd gotten locked inside her grandma's attic by mistake. Only, this time spiders didn't really bother her anymore, unless they were huge and made of chrome and trying to make a meal our of her eye balls. But there was just something about the guys that... moved, in their direction that told her they weren't just gonna stop at the eyes. She let go of Magpie again and left here behind some kind of corner that looked relatively protected, and standing behind Kat she grabbed her scythe with both her hands. "...Care to do that wailing thing again?" she said to her with a grin. "If it made the guy back there cough up his insides, I seriously wanna see what's gonna happen to these things."
"Alrighties!" Piper said and dumped Magpie's still not-so-moving body on the cold stone floor with a thud. Once they were all inside the weaponry she pushed the door shut, and begun moving the nearby racks in front of them to keep them that way. It probably wasn't gonna hold up for long, but maybe it would be a able to buy them a few minutes. She picked up her keytar and inspected the instrument quickly, happy to see it pretty much unscratched. She strapped it to her back and picked up the scythe. On a second thought, she picked up the bass guitar she had seen the demon take from the girl earlier and tied it to her back. Hopefully it would stay there because nobody, or at least not her, was going to stop to pick the thing up if it came off. Now the only remaining problem was Magpie... Why do I have to carry you anyways... Piper thought and threw her over her free shoulder again. Quickly glancing back at the doors, it seemed the barricade wasn't going to hold up for that much longer, so she hurried up and followed Kat through the doorway..
The corridor was... creepy. Even with Aborheim standards. It felt kinda like that time when she was five and she'd gotten locked inside her grandma's attic by mistake. Only, this time spiders didn't really bother her anymore, unless they were huge and made of chrome and trying to make a meal our of her eye balls. But there was just something about the guys that... moved, in their direction that told her they weren't just gonna stop at the eyes. She let go of Magpie again and left here behind some kind of corner that looked relatively protected, and standing behind Kat she grabbed her scythe with both her hands. "...Care to do that wailing thing again?" she said to her with a grin. "If it made the guy back there cough up his insides, I seriously wanna see what's gonna happen to these things."
OOC Notes
((Sometimes, though I've never put a song to them... Dave, my lead singer, writes lyrics in my band though I have to do a composition for music soon so I might then. I do write poetry on occasion (for English) and I have drawn some of the creatures I've come up with over the years... It scared the crap out of my art teachers! Heh... I won't make a big post right now since some people are offline and I don't want them to feel left behind. Oh, and on a side note, I'm very impressed with everyone's posting. *e-hugs for all*))
The Unclean ones saw the newcomer and snarled with a sound something a kin to a chainsaw being brought through a rotting carcass and a number of them broke off their attack on Kat to deal with her. Their hungry, cruel lips dribbled with blood and saliva as the first struck, it brought a massive claw down on Piper in a large arc whilst another of them attempted to impale her on one of its protruding 'natural' spikes though nothing seemed natural nor right in any sense with these things, even for members of the Tainted Coil. Those a number of those attacking Kat began throw wild slashes at her from all directions, gnashing their misshapen jaws at the woman with ferocity. The beasts ignored the unconscious bassist for the moment, too excited at the prospect of fresh meat to move their attention from anything else.
The Unclean ones saw the newcomer and snarled with a sound something a kin to a chainsaw being brought through a rotting carcass and a number of them broke off their attack on Kat to deal with her. Their hungry, cruel lips dribbled with blood and saliva as the first struck, it brought a massive claw down on Piper in a large arc whilst another of them attempted to impale her on one of its protruding 'natural' spikes though nothing seemed natural nor right in any sense with these things, even for members of the Tainted Coil. Those a number of those attacking Kat began throw wild slashes at her from all directions, gnashing their misshapen jaws at the woman with ferocity. The beasts ignored the unconscious bassist for the moment, too excited at the prospect of fresh meat to move their attention from anything else.
OOC Notes
After disposing of the monsters xexbro did a little victory dance before putting the two metal bars in his combat boots. Looking at the coming mob he puts his boot to the noodle monsters arm and rips off it's arm with the mallet and points it to them saying "Back off! I'm...... ARMED!" he say wiggling the repulsive arm dripping it's innards on the floor. He then chucks it at a battlenun and runs away like a crab saying "woop woop woop woop!". Entering the room hr finds his scythe and hugs it saying "Never leave me again or else I'm selling you". After the reunion xexbro decided to go to the other door after helping the others with there new problem. Disconnecting the two scythes he leaps in the air to drop kick one of the monsters closest to kat then follow up with six fireballs three ice three green and finish with a slam to the ground opening a netherworld hole to attack them one at a time. When alls said and done he would go to the other door to see what's behind it (armory door).
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Re: [OOC] The Second Age of Metal
Yeah, the irony was kind of lost on my English teacher though... Heh, just be warned: The original poem is a page and a half long and has a different name. I tried to recruit fresh blood on the Brutal Legend forums but no one showed interest so for now this rp really is dead. Hell Under Crisis: Environmental Avenger looks... Interesting to say the least. I may just join but for now I have some real life things to sort out.
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Oh god, the irony...
Well if you're looking for an RP, i just joined this here one- sounds right up your ally if you're asking me: roleplay/hell-under-crisis-environmental-avenger/
It's 2012 and Satan is fucking pissed because the cause of the apocalypse isn't him, but an overgrown earthworm from outer space that turns people into zombies. Then there's the lycans, who have always been pissed, and the vamps and the mutants who has all right to be considering they just got their brains eaten by a freaking alien leech. Just sayin'..
Also... that is a pretty good poem. Congrats on the top 15 badger! Knowing you I'd LOVE to read the original one - send me a pm :)
And while I would absolutely love to revive it again, before giving it another shot, I think it would be best to try and recruit some fresh blood...
Well if you're looking for an RP, i just joined this here one- sounds right up your ally if you're asking me: roleplay/hell-under-crisis-environmental-avenger/
It's 2012 and Satan is fucking pissed because the cause of the apocalypse isn't him, but an overgrown earthworm from outer space that turns people into zombies. Then there's the lycans, who have always been pissed, and the vamps and the mutants who has all right to be considering they just got their brains eaten by a freaking alien leech. Just sayin'..
Also... that is a pretty good poem. Congrats on the top 15 badger! Knowing you I'd LOVE to read the original one - send me a pm :)
And while I would absolutely love to revive it again, before giving it another shot, I think it would be best to try and recruit some fresh blood...
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*sniffles* Aww... You're making me get all teary-eyed, Failkidd. That is the best damn tribute I could have asked for, a beautiful eulogy for an ill fated set of rps. If only I had more people join like you guys; people with good writing skills, creativity and the ability to remain active and posting for over a few weeks.
I'm always ready to revive this rp and now that I've finished my exams for the the year (Huzzah!) I think it's especially unfortunate that this should die now of all times. Heh, I'm always happy to rp with you guys and if you find a good roleplay feel free to spam me about it... I might even make a new rp but an original one this time, probably in some kind of awesome sci-fi setting.
Oh, and I almost forgot; I got into the top 15 of a national writing competition with a poem (or at least half of one thanks to the fricking word limit)! I felt I must spread my joy across the internets... If you want to rape your eyes you can read it here: http://www.write4fun.net/entry/view-entry.htm?entryid=132557 and if you want to read the whole poem (i.e. the original one that made my English teacher hi-five me) pm me.
Thank you guys again for a fun, if slow paced, few months and I hope to have the chance to slay demons and Tim Curry impersonators with you again! *e-hugs and kisses*
I'm always ready to revive this rp and now that I've finished my exams for the the year (Huzzah!) I think it's especially unfortunate that this should die now of all times. Heh, I'm always happy to rp with you guys and if you find a good roleplay feel free to spam me about it... I might even make a new rp but an original one this time, probably in some kind of awesome sci-fi setting.
Oh, and I almost forgot; I got into the top 15 of a national writing competition with a poem (or at least half of one thanks to the fricking word limit)! I felt I must spread my joy across the internets... If you want to rape your eyes you can read it here: http://www.write4fun.net/entry/view-entry.htm?entryid=132557 and if you want to read the whole poem (i.e. the original one that made my English teacher hi-five me) pm me.
Thank you guys again for a fun, if slow paced, few months and I hope to have the chance to slay demons and Tim Curry impersonators with you again! *e-hugs and kisses*
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Lady and gent... We have all gathered here today this week at some time this month to celebrate the life, honor, and loss, of one of Fantabadgers surely numerous, glorious brainchildren.
Although I barely got know it, the Second Age of Metal lived a remarkable life - one that inspired me greatly. Leaving us way to soon at a much too young age, it's adventurous attitude, it's broad range of absolute wackheads and the incredible universe it took place inside made it a wonderful RP to participate in. It was awesome, and generous with its epicness and glorious violence in general.
The home of so many of our blood brothers and imaginary friends - many of whom would quite possibly kill me for saying that if they could just squeeze through the little wormholes in the fabric of space - I find it almost difficult to believe that we might never return.. Yet, it will forever rest within our hearts, until the day the Eternal Fire Beast himself bless us with his presence, the when the prophesy is fulfilled,, when two worlds collide, and the wild wind blows, we shall pass through the purgatory into the gates of tomorrow... and the headbangers and the raptor elk shall, once again, be running free across the open, sunburnt plains caught somewhere in time, that we lost to the wasted years.. and we will be coming home.... back home, to our, final, frontier..
They say that only the good die young... But fear not the loss of a world, that will go on without us. Grieve not it's death - having left us at the magical number of none less than the mighty one of sixty six,(as good as)the number of the beast, forever shall we hear it whisper through out the ages, and through our souls as it blow them away... Although it has gone to the lands of the Kings and Queens of old, to the lands where New Legend has gone before it, it's presence shall always be known... Somewhere in time, where the eagles dare.. Where there will be no more lies, where our infinite dreams shall surely dream of mirrors and iron maidens with abominations holed up inside of 'em. From the isles of heavy metal Avalon, to the sea of madness, another life, in a brave new world... Through the fire in our hearts, through the power of it's chainsaws... and through the glory... OF! ITS! METAAAAAALLLL!!!!!
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*Wipes tear.* Well, that's my tribute.. Give me your address and I swear I'll actually send you a real-life cookie if you got all the song titles I squeezed into that thing. Its unworthy of being a tribute, but it's 2 AM right now and my hours are pretty messed up.. I really only came back to remove the RP from my bookmarks... It's been a week since the last post, and two since the one before that. Stone dead, I'd say. Lets give it the honor it deserves and allow it to rest in peace... But if you guys ever feel like reviving it, I'm always in. Just send me a note... I'll come out of the shadows to play with madness once again, he he he!
Although I barely got know it, the Second Age of Metal lived a remarkable life - one that inspired me greatly. Leaving us way to soon at a much too young age, it's adventurous attitude, it's broad range of absolute wackheads and the incredible universe it took place inside made it a wonderful RP to participate in. It was awesome, and generous with its epicness and glorious violence in general.
The home of so many of our blood brothers and imaginary friends - many of whom would quite possibly kill me for saying that if they could just squeeze through the little wormholes in the fabric of space - I find it almost difficult to believe that we might never return.. Yet, it will forever rest within our hearts, until the day the Eternal Fire Beast himself bless us with his presence, the when the prophesy is fulfilled,, when two worlds collide, and the wild wind blows, we shall pass through the purgatory into the gates of tomorrow... and the headbangers and the raptor elk shall, once again, be running free across the open, sunburnt plains caught somewhere in time, that we lost to the wasted years.. and we will be coming home.... back home, to our, final, frontier..
They say that only the good die young... But fear not the loss of a world, that will go on without us. Grieve not it's death - having left us at the magical number of none less than the mighty one of sixty six,(as good as)the number of the beast, forever shall we hear it whisper through out the ages, and through our souls as it blow them away... Although it has gone to the lands of the Kings and Queens of old, to the lands where New Legend has gone before it, it's presence shall always be known... Somewhere in time, where the eagles dare.. Where there will be no more lies, where our infinite dreams shall surely dream of mirrors and iron maidens with abominations holed up inside of 'em. From the isles of heavy metal Avalon, to the sea of madness, another life, in a brave new world... Through the fire in our hearts, through the power of it's chainsaws... and through the glory... OF! ITS! METAAAAAALLLL!!!!!
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*Wipes tear.* Well, that's my tribute.. Give me your address and I swear I'll actually send you a real-life cookie if you got all the song titles I squeezed into that thing. Its unworthy of being a tribute, but it's 2 AM right now and my hours are pretty messed up.. I really only came back to remove the RP from my bookmarks... It's been a week since the last post, and two since the one before that. Stone dead, I'd say. Lets give it the honor it deserves and allow it to rest in peace... But if you guys ever feel like reviving it, I'm always in. Just send me a note... I'll come out of the shadows to play with madness once again, he he he!
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Well it was ten days ago and I wanted to make sure... Thank you for agreeing to check out Ascension, dude. I'll get to work on a post in a bit...
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The fact that we both posted sort of means Yes we want to continue. And I'll go look at this here ascension thing.
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Gah, sorry for ducking out again for a while... I blame year 12 VCE exams, study and my Dad's heart operation. I can make a post today or tomorrow if you guys want to keep going.
Now then, though I do hate shameless promotion I'm afraid I'm going to have to inflict some upon you guys: I've come across and joined a new rp called Ascension which, in short, involves a slave rebellion, genetically engineered superhumans and general badass-ery. It's in need of a few more players before it can start and I was wondering if you guys were interested in at least giving it a good look? Please at least check out the introduction which can be found here: http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/ascension/
Now then, though I do hate shameless promotion I'm afraid I'm going to have to inflict some upon you guys: I've come across and joined a new rp called Ascension which, in short, involves a slave rebellion, genetically engineered superhumans and general badass-ery. It's in need of a few more players before it can start and I was wondering if you guys were interested in at least giving it a good look? Please at least check out the introduction which can be found here: http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/ascension/
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OK then, you guys feel free to advertise this rp in any way you can. I'll post in the IC tomorrow, I'm a little bogged down homework-wise with a composition I have to write for music right now.
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I choose...... LIFE! (Read my post for all who want to know stuff) But the fact that theres only 3 of us (I think......) but yeah we should put up an AD at double fines website.
Re: [OOC] The Second Age of Metal
Hehehe.. you too? Haven't been able to post IC from my laptop since Gateway introduced the new IC system... I'm sending all my posts to my e-mail and upload them as soon as I can get a hold of another comp...
I suppose it's up to Doom then. I'd like for it to stay alive a little longer, but it's pretty useless in this state. Maybe we could advertise it on the Double Fine forums or something once your exams are over? There should be at least a wackheaded fan or two desperate enough to join ourevil forces of destruction RP over there...
I suppose it's up to Doom then. I'd like for it to stay alive a little longer, but it's pretty useless in this state. Maybe we could advertise it on the Double Fine forums or something once your exams are over? There should be at least a wackheaded fan or two desperate enough to join our
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Actually, I didn't post because my internet struck a new low of general shoddiness and wouldn't let me post in the IC. Unfortunately though, it look like this rp is pretty much dead and has been dying for a while. If you guys want me to keep this going I'm ok with that but since Doom currently only posts when threatened and I've got exams in less than a week it seems unlikely to succeed. Your call, guys.
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Pfff. You can craw through my screen any time. Just give me a proper warning first because that should be recorded.
Also... dead?
Also... dead?
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You should be scared, don't think I won't crawl through your screen if you pull that lazy crap again. Lol, you're lucky I'm not going to answer that question...
Kudos for involving Voltaire, I love the Ooky Spooky album... It's fucking awesome! For this awesomeness, amongst such things, you guys shall be rewarded shortly. New solos, riffs and special attacks anyone? I'll let you guys make them up them and they can be a bit more powerful than your existing ones. Ok, Failkidd? You can have either one new riff or a solo for each of your characters. Doom can have another special attack for each of his characters. As my character is the only one still in who's got only an instrument I get a riff and a solo if it doesn't miff you guys too much. I'll try to give your characters cues to make up or 'discover' them in my next post. I'll try to have it up before tomorrow...
Kudos for involving Voltaire, I love the Ooky Spooky album... It's fucking awesome! For this awesomeness, amongst such things, you guys shall be rewarded shortly. New solos, riffs and special attacks anyone? I'll let you guys make them up them and they can be a bit more powerful than your existing ones. Ok, Failkidd? You can have either one new riff or a solo for each of your characters. Doom can have another special attack for each of his characters. As my character is the only one still in who's got only an instrument I get a riff and a solo if it doesn't miff you guys too much. I'll try to give your characters cues to make up or 'discover' them in my next post. I'll try to have it up before tomorrow...
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Ooooh nooo! Im quivering in my boots! DX. Heh, do I ever disapoint? Seriously do I? No dont answer that just check out my new post (with voltaire).
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Uh, good question... I believe the phone satelites and internet were likely reduced to rubble by Ormagodden however the general rule is that if it is awesome and metal enough the world itself will power it.
So, for example, while a laptop may not work on metal Earth and giant super computer that looks like Tim Burton designed it with lightning shooting out of it for no particular reason will. Similarly for phone while your garden variety one might not work, unless you have an excellent service provider powered by Satan, if it looks like Dethklok's set of phones that they used to choke a troll to death it'll probably work pretty darn well... Of course, radios and walkie-talkies will always work because they are inherently awesome. I hope this bodes well with you guys, if not I'm willing to change this for the sake of helping things move more smoothly.
Also, Doom? POST ALREADY! Don't make me come over there...
So, for example, while a laptop may not work on metal Earth and giant super computer that looks like Tim Burton designed it with lightning shooting out of it for no particular reason will. Similarly for phone while your garden variety one might not work, unless you have an excellent service provider powered by Satan, if it looks like Dethklok's set of phones that they used to choke a troll to death it'll probably work pretty darn well... Of course, radios and walkie-talkies will always work because they are inherently awesome. I hope this bodes well with you guys, if not I'm willing to change this for the sake of helping things move more smoothly.
Also, Doom? POST ALREADY! Don't make me come over there...
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Question time. out of curiosity, does electronic stuff like computers and cell phones still work in this era? or have we basically returned to the game setting with a few additional buildings?
Also I'm fairly sure I typed 'greek', and not green.
Also I'm fairly sure I typed 'greek', and not green.
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Failkidd wrote:Gah... sorry for being late. .. again. Its fall break over here, so I got kidnapped and whisked away to my grandmas farm... her very internet free farm, I should add.
Ah, I understand... Unfortunately I won't be able to post again for almost two days as I'll be going to hospital for a test (its not because I'm sick, don't worry) and then I'll be wreaking havoc in Melbourne. :P
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The armor is black not green, sorry if I didn't put that in but whenever I see something iron it normally looks black or very dark yah know?
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Gah... sorry for being late. .. again. Its fall break over here, so I got kidnapped and whisked away to my grandmas farm... her very internet free farm, I should add.
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Lol, you're lucky I'm giving you time to dodge the slave that is about to launch the rest of the spears in it at you with an explosion. It was awesome though I may have to get my revenge and put you through one of my poems. :P
