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Who do you vote for?
ARAMOR THE FORUM WHORE ETRAORDINAIRE!
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 53%  [ 26 ]
SIMON_SAYS THE PANDA SHOGUN!
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:35 pm    Post subject: Simon_Says VS Aramor RPG! Read first post! Reply with quote

Well, it all started here (clickey). Kilt Boy (a.k.a. Rommel_Dunn a.k.a. Helmet Boy) wanted a new avatar. Aramor gave it to him. Therefore Aramor trespassed on my turf and we have declared war against each other.

lolloolllollollollollolLET THE BATTLE BEGIN!



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Posts will be made using the following criteria:

Whatever your character says will be typed in RED. Whispers are done in normal size font but in *asterisks*. Special speech scenarios, i.e. sarcasm and such, are made in italics. Shouts are made using large fonts (size 18). Singing is written in VIOLET. Radio/Television and other news broadcasts are done in ORANGE. Accents or other peculiar speech patterns require the use of asides to explain the particular phenomenon, to avoid confusion and wtf's. Dialogue will be written in at least partially correct English, including spelling, punctuation, and grammar, unless the particular situation calls for misuse of English or a different language altogether.

Whatever your character is thinking will be typed in GREEN. Other players should not know what another character is thinking, unless that player can make a situation where the other's thoughts can be at least guessed at to a reasonable degree of accuracy. Mind-reading is out. Update: Telepathy as a form of communication is allowed, however only specified targets can actually receive a telepathic message. No eavesdropping on Bob and Joes mental conversation kekeke?

Your character’s actions, as well as descriptions of props, scenery, or setting, will be displayed in DARK BLUE, and are done in third person. Guidelines for actions are as follows:
-No God mode: Although characters can fight transporter style, you cannot be all-powerful. This means that you cannot simply avoid every situation, don't be afraid to insert close-calls, blunders, and mistakes in your character's actions. Special note: any use of time-travel is forbidden. No ifs ands or buts.
-You cannot tell another character what to do. Instead of "Joe trips Bob", it should be "Joe tries to trip Bob". It's up to Bob's player to say whether Bob is tripped or not. Again, don't be afraid to insert close-calls, blunders, and mistakes in your character's actions.

Deus ex Machina is strictly prohibited. You cannot summon fantastic machines or magic or whatever to get your ass out of tight situations. Please restrict yourself.

Dialogue, Thinkalogue, and Actions are to be done in chronological order. Pictures can be inserted whenever appropriate, and do not necessarily have to portray exactly what is going on in the game context, but must get the general idea for the game across.

Asides (Whatever you wish to say outside the direct context of the RPG scenario) are done in black. Here, anything goes, except spamming, noobing, and assholery. Non-players who wish to comment on the game should use asides to avoid being confused for players.

I invite anyone else who thinks they can contribute to the game to dig in and ameliorate the experience. As usual normal forum-rules apply, i.e. no spamming, noobing, or insulting. Please keep to the RPG rules on asides if you are not a player.

A member can control numerous characters in certain circumstances. A player primarily controls his Player Character (PCs), his avatar within the game world. Players can also introduce and control Non-Player Characters (NPCs). NPCs can be controlled privately, the NPC can only be controlled by the member who introduced the NPC, or publicly, all players can control/interact with that NPC. Players without backups who are absent for over a month become public NPCs. All NPCs are considered public unless the NPC in question is either a) PC’s henchman/spouse/servant, etc. or b) explicitly stated that only that player can control the NPC. A player can turn an NPC from private to public and vice versa (however only the creator of the NPC can withdraw it from public use). Any contributions by other players concerning that NPC are still accepted by they cannot use the NPC any further until the NPC is deemed public again and/or removed.

One editing: You can edit your post as much as you want if no one has continued the game afterwards. In this situation, only correcting typos & mistakes are allowed.

Note that severe meta-game discussion can and may be moved by a moderator to clean up the game space. This thread is first and foremost about the game. Any complaints or concerns should be kept to PM messages as much as possible, unless the entire gaming group is concerned (such as issues with game play mechanics or exploitation of the rules.)

Addendums may be posted in the future should they be brought to light or problems be addressed. I have attempted to make the rules and regulations fair and un-biased, if you don't think so, please PM me about your problem, as well as a detailed and carefully written explanation, and I will/will not edit the rules to your satisfaction...


Player Backups
If for any reason you have joined the game, but temporarily cannot participate for an extended amount of time (2+ days), you can specify a backup member to continue playing your character. You can choose multiple, but they must be in hierarchical order (if your primary backup is also away, your secondary backup can take up the reins on your character). Please PM your backup to notify him of his potential responsibility, as well as myself so I can add your backups to the following list (to avoid people going "wtf joo r pl4ying h15 charectar for!", or something similar...) You can take some license (however very limited) in steering another character if what he’s gonna do is plainly obvious, and won’t affect the development of that character.

If you do not specify a backup player, and you are away, you will simply be considered inactive, and your character will either follow the others if he/she is with a group of other characters, simply disappear until the time he she makes a contribution, or will become a Public Character if the member is absent for more than a month unless stated the character will be so.

Player Backup List

Angelus_Raptor: Simon_Says
Aramor: TBA
Crotchfire: TBA
Frost: Havoc
Havoc: Frost
Ipsa: Member inactive, control given to Angelus_Raptor & Simon_Says.
Mango: TBA
Munan: Member inactive, control given to by Angelus_Raptor & Simon_Says.
Salvatore: TBA
Simon_Says: Angelus_Raptor
Spideygirl: TBA
Stupidgenius: Member inactive, has become a public NPC.
Wrincewind: TBA


The Cast
Aramoreo – As Aramor

A particularly intelligent xenomorph who arrived from some website in the distant past,. Quickly garnering the title of “Supreme forum Whore Extraordinaire”, Aramor has since felt a great degree of loneliness without his 8*10^12 sisters, or any xenomorphs for that matter. After his bold theft of Simon’s brüe, Aramor discovered that an alien starship crash landed near to the city where the RPG primarily takes place. The starship had been laden with xenomorphs eggs, and Aramor has quickly begun to assemble a vast xenomorph army with which to enjoy “this delicious beverage” with. Weyland Yutani Corp. has secretly aided the xenomorph’s efforts, seeking to profit from the xenomorph repopulation, even if the result could be planetary devastation.
It is unknown exactly from what kind of host Aramor was born from, however he displays much of the attributes common to his species, to an even more lethal degree. He is smarter, stronger, faster, and tougher than other xenomorphs, and is known to demonstrate considerable control over other aliens. Aramor’s senses outstrip those of most terrestrial creatures as well. Aramor cannot speak vocally, and communicates with others, xenomorph and otherwise, telepathically.


Simon_Says – As Himself

A giant bipedal Panda Shogun who hails from distant lands, and one of the last of an ancient caste of secret warriors from feudal Japan. Simon came to western lands after the destruction of the Pandaren Temple many years ago to serve as a guardian against the super-natural forces that threaten humanity, forming the League of Furry Gentlemen with Frost and Munan. However his commitment to his vocation has waned recently, due to lack of enemies to fight, which had resulted in the disbandment of the League. The League however has been reunited after Simon was attacked in a local Starbucks by Weyland Yutani, who have tried to liquidate the Panda Man in order to prevent him from preventing Aramor from populating the planet with xenomorphs.
Simon is a master of
nucleokinesis, the power to generate and control nuclear reactions. Simon can create spontaneous nuclear explosions large and small, generate powerful electromagnetic pulses, and even emit and control powerful electric discharges. Simon also possesses great strength and, amazingly for his size and bulk, agility, which he uses to devastating effect when wielding his two katanas.
Test Result: James Bond


Angelus_Raptor – As Himself

A young human from Singapore, Angelus has been engaged as the Pandawan of Simon_Says, becoming a Panda Samurai himself. Although technically not a Panda himself, Angelus has demonstrated considerable aptitude of skill with both sword and spell, including remarkable proficiency with nucleokinesis. Angelus has considerable experience combating the paranormal, having fought the likes of werewolves, vampires, and such during his career. Angelus prides himself in his considerable skill with fire-arms, particularly pistols, and has mastered the obscure art of gun kata. His skills are only enhanced by his ability to enter ‘bullet time’, a state where he can respond and operate many times faster than normal. He can accelerate his movements to the point where he can dodge bullets.
Test Result: Batman


Azrael – As Mango

The result of a military experiment, Mango is a xenomorph/human hybrid super soldier, and widely reputed to be among, if not the best long-range mercenary in the world. Rarely traveling without his trademark sniper rifle, Mango has been contracted for numerous jobs, including the extermination of the lycanomorphs and Simon_Says. However, Mango doesn’t fully embrace his career as a killer for hire, he seeks some way to revert to a full human again, and numerous contractors have offered him that, however his contracts sometimes tend to conflict with each other. Weyland-Yutani and an as-yet unknown contractor have hired Mango for the extermination/protection of a certain Simon_Says, respectively. Mango hasn’t eliminated the Pandaman yet, but allied with him briefly until he was forcefully taken back by his employers, a band of similar xeno-soldiers, who have now set him on a different task…
Mango possesses great strength and fortitude thanks to his xenomorphic genomes. He also has extensive knowledge of sniper and commando tactics and proficiencies, and possesses complete control and dexterity over himself. Although Mango doesn’t remember his life before the experiments that made him, Mango isn’t concerned with his past, only his future.


Crotchfire – As Himself

By day, Crotchfire studies mathematics, attends Capoeira, lives in an apartment with his pet penguin Carlos, and generally leads a normal life. By night, he dances roda, dates MILFs, and runs around the city with fur and fangs. Infected with lycanthropy, Crotchfire fights a nightly battle between his rational, human self and ‘the beast’, the incarnation of his wilder, instinctive, and physically stronger aspects. Spurred by the death of a roda he recently befriended at Aramor’s hands, Crotchfire now seeks revenge, armed only with tooth and claw.
Crotchfire has learned to control his ability to shape shift when he needs to. In morphed form, Crotchfire is stronger, faster, and his senses keener, but he is more vulnerable to silver weapons and is easily detectable by olfactory sensors, biological and artificial.


Frost, Lord of KaiserKold – As Frost

A bioengineered weapon of mass destruction, manufactured by Globaltech Co. to imitate what Weyland Yutani were planning to do with the xenomorphs, Frost was at the head of the security breach in Antarctica, and is leader of the lycanomorph species. A former member of the LOFG, Frost temporarily defected and joined the LOFG’s archnemesis, the Hive, but subsequently returned, willingly subjected to anal probing and sheep-o-mation on public television. After the disbandment of the LOFG, Frost has retreated to attend to his own people, and later to confront Mango, another result of a bioengineering accident.
Frost, as well as other lycanomorphs, are surprisingly strong, with acute senses, and can control their ‘fur’ patterns on a monochromatic scale, offering a form of camouflage in artificial/badly lit environments. The most startling ability of the lycanomorphs is their extreme regenerative rate. Lycanomorphs can survive and regenerate after immense physical trauma and damage, even cerebral tissue can be reconstructed in a matter of minutes. How they regenerate so quickly is unknown, as all records of the lycanomorph project were destroyed in the Antarctica incident.


Havoc – As Himself

A nomad monk from Tibet, not much is known about Havoc, except that he has made acquaintances with Frost in the past and possess supernatural abilities stemming from an unknown source, Havoc is blind, however his other senses are keen enough to serve him. Havoc is known to be a master at numerous forms of martial arts. Havoc also seems to have learned a form of clairvoyance, which has brought him from the other side of the planet to aid Frost and his companions, as well as an ability to communicate with animals somehow.

Ipsa – As Herself

A student studying in NYC, Ipsa is an old friend of both Aramor and the LOFG. At first glance she might seem like a normal person, she lives in a small apartment across from a local Starbucks, does a day job, and normally sticks on the side of the law. However, Ipsa has dabbled in the esoteric underworld of conspiracies, aliens, magical beasts and the occult. Although she prefers to live a normal life despite her vast knowledge of the unknown, Ipsa regularly shares her encyclopedic knowledge with many figures of the supernatural world, including aliens, anthromorphs, vampire-hunters, and military experiments. Ipsa is by all means a normal human being, except with staggering intellect and a penchant of correcting other’s grammar.
Ipsa is currently inactive, and control has been given to Angelus_Raptor & Simon_Says.


Munan – As Himself

A giant bipedal fox with a taste for all things pirates. An old comrade of Simon_Says and Frost, and member of the LOFG. Munan works as a professor in a local university, and sometimes plays saxophone in the band Munamania in various gigs. Munan has a healthy fixation on pirates, often dressing like a pirate, talking like a pirate on certain days, even captaining his own pirate vessel, crewed by killer pirate bunnies. Munan has more or less rejected modern technology, and ‘lives in the 1700s” as it were, preferring quills over pens, muskets over guns, and tricornes over hats. Munan has a vast array of fur-related powers, however only a few of them are known. Munan also posses an advance Grammar-Nazi complex, like Ipsa, and has a curious habit of calling everyone ‘young man’, even if the person in question is far older than him.
Munan is a giant fox, he has great hearing and smell, keener eyesight than most, and is both fleet of foot and sword. Munan can always be trusted to deliver a witty one-liner or pun in most situations.
Munan is currently inactive in the RPG, and control has been given to any of the LOFG members. (SS, AR, & Frost)


Regret – As Himself

A hellknight from hell, or at least a hell, had been summoned by two Weyland-Yutani workers, originally to grant said coworkers infinite glory and power, but ended up just getting the finest turkey sandwich ever in existence. Fortunately for him, the remarkably well-spoken Regret’s summoning coincides with a rather important mission in the mortal realm. Satan wants what is due, and Regret is coming to collect...

Sal – As Himself

A normal man, until his copy of Yentl, a gift from his love interest, was destroyed in the explosion designed to kill Simon_Says. Salvatore, or Sal, has sworn revenge on the ones who had violated Barbara’s cellulite incarnation, and has allied with the LOFG for this purpose. However Salvatore has never before encountered the world of adventure he has put himself, and is unused to being a hero/villain of any sort. Sal does have a good heart though, and all signs indicate he will prove his worth soon.
Test Result: Batman.


Wowza I'm Spidey-babe- As Spideygirl

Super-heroin extraordinaire, Spideygirl often spends time saving the city from crime and villainy, armed with super strength, speed, and agility, as well as an array of spectacular super powers. Recent incidents have strained Spideygirl of late, what could be source of all this chaos? Only time will tell…

Stupidgenius – As Himself
A stereotypical mad scientist, Stupidgenius, more commonly SG, has invented a staggering variety of advanced inventions, stemming from tweaking modern technology to devices one would normally see in science fiction. SG sells his services to anyone who would care for his work.
Stupidgenius is currently inactive, and character control is now public.


Wrincewind – As Skritch

“It was vaguely rat shaped, but blown out of all proportion. imagine a cat. a large, hairy, ugly cat, the sort that would fight anything that moves, and often did.
Now imagine a rat eating that cat.
He (She? It?) was brown, with a black stripe running down its back. It was wearing a rusty piece of plate mail with dials and gauges sticking out at erratic angles on its chest, and it had a small but noticeable cylinder on its back. Its long, balding tail swayed back and forth.
As it spoke, a bald, pale patch under its chin bulged outwards. There were stitches all around it. They had slit his throat, and haphazardly stitched in a human one.
"And I was awake the whole time." as Spideygirl looked surprised at this, the added.”
Skritch is a rattan, a secretive and previously unknown race of giant huminoid rats that has lived beneath human society for centuries, and not one has seen sunlight since their retreat. Not much is known of him, his motives, his affiliations, or his abilities.



Miscellaneous
One last very special note: I don't really care about who votes for who. At least on my side, it's all just fun and games. However, keep your "I voted for you! <3!" to PM messages and private chats outside of this topic, it gets really annoying have to sift through everyone's praises and criticisms. Lovemail and hatemail are to be kept within the PM pages please.

The following story was purely improvised. Apart from the main conflict and setting, the following tale was purely fashioned from the individual contributions of the playing members. Any resemblance or similarity to other media, films, plays, games, etc. are purely coincidental, and if you want us to change it, fuck you, it's impossible.
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

-Okay I start:-

*In a crowded Starbucks in downtown, the Panda Shogun walked up to the Barista...*

Venti Pumpkinspice Latté please.

*The order was made, paid, and executed. All seemed well. The Panda sat down on a chair by the window, looking out into the throng of pedestrians who endlessly walked passed.*

...Now who the fuck stole my brüe last night...

-EDIT: Yes I know Aramor simply said "Earth" as the location, but I decided to narrow down the starting location a bit.-
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 7:47 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I walk over to Simon_Says' table and slip him "The Package."

Not that I know what's in the package, some random guy just gave me $40 to slip a heavy envelope to a guy who looked like he had a Panda fetish in a particular Starbucks.

Err, happy Valentines Day, I guess you have a secret admirer. 'Dunno who it was but they paid me to give this to you.

*All of this was happening at the same time, I wasn't actually thinking about what I was saying, I just said it*
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 8:31 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I walk in the Starbucks and get a hot chocolate. I sit down at a table and pulls a sack of unknown contents out of my pocket. I place it on the table.

I was the one who first said Simon Vs. Aramor! I totally deserve something for that.

I take a sip of the hot chocolate.

This Hot chocolate tastes funny.
^ *note poor attempt at foreshadowing*
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 8:49 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

-RPG rules are too fricken' complicated-
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 9:09 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

-Well it's really all just common sense and fair play. I have to make it all so assholes can't rig the game.-
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 9:10 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

-I rig the game to explode- -:D-
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:19 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

What the hell was that... I gotta get a little closer...

*The Xenomorph jumped over the rooftops, until he was close enough to the Starbucks to see the people inside. He quickly looked for a spot with more shadows so he can remain there, looking at a certain individual without being spotted.*

Ah, Mr. Panda Man... we meet again...
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 9:38 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

*with his hands in his pockets, a certain Salvatore -Sal for friends- was walking along the street near the Starbucks. he was coming from the video-store where he worked at, holding a copy of "Yentl" under his arm and humming the theme song from "The Way We Were". he was happy that the Barbra Streisand Memorial Week has finally arrived. this meant much to him. more than could be read from his face. this was to be an emotional evening, full of memories and solitary drinking. or so he thought at that moment.
at a rooftop of a building on the other side of the street he spotted something. something with a tail, apparently.*


damn, this must be the weirdest and ugliest dog i've ever seen! ...and i could almost swear it is looking at the Starbucks place!

*if he only knew what was about to ensue then*

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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 11:38 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

*Inside the Starbuck's, the resident band Munamania starts playing.*
paaapa papa papaapapapapaaa

Paaapa papa papaapapapapaaa
(yellow for musical tones)

*A fox breathes into a saxophone - and outside we can hear the city moan*
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 1:14 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Hey, that almost sounds like Psycho Killer... anyhoo, what to do about Mr. Panda Man... I'd better wait here until he leaves... and then follow him...

*And so, the Xenomorph sat there, waiting on the rooftop... drooling at his desire.*

-Just thought I'd mention it, but I'm most likely never going to speak... with me being a Xenomorph and all... and another thing... 4 against 2 in my advantage... BOOYAH!-

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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 3:15 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The xonomorph is sitting on his huge chair, made from predator skulls awaiting the moment to give a ironic, mocking replica, that will make the little panda's fur red of embarrassement.
Hey Simon, according to the voting results, you're loooosing!
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 3:26 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

*I VOTED FOR YOU SIMON! GIVE ME A NUKE OR SOMETHING!*
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 4:21 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I VOTED FOR ARAMOR!!!! ARAMOR'S BETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 5:33 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

-Guys, try to stick to the roleplaying...-

-And thanks my love, for voting for me... anyhoo, how's the wedding coming? Got the invitation list ready yet?-

-Wait, don't answer that... not in this topic...-
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:21 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

-So? Vote who you will. It's not as if I'm in this forum for the company...-

The Pandaman continued his silent observation of the streets. Until he saw somthing move on the rooftops of the skyscrapers above.

What the fuck?

However, Simon was forced to break his concentration, when a box slammed onto the table next to him. Simon quickly glanced 'round, noticing a stranger in a blue suit slipping quietly through the store customers.

*Tick tick tick*

What's ticking?

The answer came soon enough. The Pandaman gazed at the ticking package.

/slomo

The Pandaman leaped up and ran for the doors. He flew out of the Starbucks just as the package detonated, sending flying over the street, through a window, and into a bakery.

/endslowmo


Simon_Says passes out...

-Addendum to dialogue guide: Yellow for singing, as per Munan's thoughtful demonstration of his musical talents.-

Edit: Minor structure edits.
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 7:15 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

A long-haired, handsome young man with a stubble walks toward a nearby health food store. He spots the unconscious Panda in the bakery on his way in, and stops for a moment.

Should I do the right thing... or should I go into the store and find a sexy, new-age MILF? Damn these moral dilemmas.

Looking at the store, Crotchfire sees a well-toned, long-haired natural brunette in her late thirties walk into the health food store. Forgetting his moral dilemma, he absentmindedly flicks a quarter at the Panda and walks away. The quarter bounces off the Panda's nose, and hits the bakery floor with a *clink*.

-I honestly can't come to a decision, I'm evenly split either way-
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 7:18 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Hey, doesn't that well-toned, natural brunette in her late thirties have Aids?

I pull out my Aids gun and aim carefully at Crotchfire.
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 7:22 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

*Mr Chainsaw wiped his gloved hands on the jacket of his latest victim. They had been holding a placard that inexplicably said 'omg ur gay aramoo!!111 I vetod for Simon.'*

Kids these days.

*Another new city. So far he had managed to convince everyone that his name came from the song, or the 80's videogame character. Chainsaw sensed the potential for violence in the air. He was... gifted in that way. He'd seen a dark shape moving on the rooftops earlier.*

I may <3 violence, but spectating is just as much fun as participating. Maybe I'll watch for a while and see what unfolds.

*Chainsaw leaned against the wall. Momentarily he was distracted by the reflection of his devilishly handsome features in the glass front of a nearby shop, then a thunderous detonation split the night air. A 4 inch piece of shrapnel lodged in the back of his head.*

At least it didn't hit anything important.

*Mr Chainsaw melts into the shadows of a nearby alley, as clamour and panic begin to fill the street.*

Soon, but not yet my friend.

*He pats the side of his jacket with affection and fades from view.*
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 8:07 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Holy Queen... this is like a warzone... I'm just glad it's not too warm here... otherwise we'll have a Yautja here in no time... anyhoo, I think people noticed me... time to make like a tree and get the fuck out of here...

*And so, the Xenomorph fled the scene, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, until he reached an abandoned industrial area. After navigating through the buildings for 5 minutes, he crawled up the wall of a large factory hall and went in through a broken window on the roof. He dropped from the ceiling and landed on the floor, between the old, rusty machinery. He went to the backwall, and crawled through a busted grate. After going through some shafts, he ended up in an area that didn't quite look human. There was some sort of wax on the walls, and the atmosphere was very humid. The Xeno went through several tunnels until he entered a room, with in the center an egg-like... egg... he then looked up at the wall, and stared at the motionless body, it's face covered with a crab-like spider...*

Not long now... and I'll finally have someone to share this delicious beverage with...
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PostPosted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 11:17 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

How do you change text color? My deepest apologies for interrupting the game.
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PostPosted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 6:12 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

*A bomb hit the starbuck's, but the jazz-combo lingered. Then the piano-lid comes down, and breaks the player's fingers.*

paaapapapapapaaa

paaapapapapapaaa - what the fuck?

*The fox turns around, puts his saxophone in his case and quietly walks away from the scene, whistling*

Paaapa papa papaapapapapaaa

Paaapa papa papaapapapapaaa

So you take the job at Starbuck's, because it's save, no drunkards etc. but nooooooooooooooooooo, there's always a Panda and a Xenomorph having to fight it out. Probably over some girl or something. Hey, what's this?


*Picks up a twenty dollar note*


There you go. Paaapa papa papaapapapapaaa

Paaapa papa papaapapapapaaa
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PostPosted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:17 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

*everybodys favorite(i think) pre-teen nazi walks down the street to see a starbucks on fire the body of da'panda man lying on the ground out side it*

holy shit!

*he starts to run back the way he came when he stops*

should i help him out or run back to help him, i may get hurt. i better flip a coin

*he reachs into his pocket but cant find a coin so he then starts to play rock paper siccors with him self *
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PostPosted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:42 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

holy fuck!
*exclaimed Salvatore raising his head from the sidewalk, after the cafeteria's explosion impact sent him flying a few meters behind.

fuckin terrorist attack or what? what the fuck is happening to this country? now they're planting bombs in cafes? what's it gonna be next? sex-shops? tattoo parlours? video-stores? AAAHH!

*this last thought brought him around immediately. he rushed to his feet and started looking around frantically.

where is it! mother of sweet Jay-sus, where's my "Yentl"? no, god, don't do this to me! not today! not today!!!

*he tried to look for some help, but the only person he saw was a hitlerjugend kind of guy - what the fuck is wrong with these kids today? - who seemed rather unoccupied at the moment, standing there by the bakery, and doing some strange things with his hands*

maybe it's a psycho... or a retard? nevermind.

hey, you... nazi-guy! maybe you've seen a videotape flying in your direction? help me find it, will ya! it's uh... it's a family souvenir. i must find it!
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PostPosted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 11:02 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

What the hell was that?

Ipsa looks gets up from studying at her desk and walks over to the window (her apartment is in the building across the street; two bedroom, one bath). She looks out across the street, where most of the Starbucks used to be, and notices the turbulence.

Every time I begin to study, something always has to come up.

Ipsa turns away from the window, walks back to the desk and begins to pack her school bag to find some place quiet. She walks across the room to the front door, reaches it, thinks
Maybe I shouldn't go out
and turns the door knob, pulls open the door.

Oh, hey! Where have you been?
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