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Zarkenis Ultima
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Democratic Socialists

Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sat Dec 29, 2012 8:54 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
The finale? It was pretty good in my opinion. The fight with the Only felt a bit like a videogame but that's fine. There aren't many ways to kill a fuckhuge dragon, unless you're, I don't know, a norse hero or something.

...I hereby declare that Frederick's ancestors were norsemen. :P.

FREDERICK UNDERSEN, SLAYER OF DRAGONS!


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Postby Constaniana » Sat Dec 29, 2012 10:55 pm

NS Name: Const
Character Name: Rupert Arthur Balastod
Age: 20
Personality: Prideful, arrogant, flirtatious, reckless, adventure-seeking
Weakness/Flaws: (At least one needed. More than this is optional, but if roleplayed well, I will give you extra experience during the course of the rp) Paper cuts, tacos, MUSKOX, rubbish music
Powers: (Leave blank for now.)
History: Born to an upper-class family of passionate, devout Protestant unionists in Northern Ireland, Rupert spent much of his younger years in battles with equally violent drunken Catholics armed with letter openers and hand grenades. As such, he is accustomed to violence and conflict, and passionately denies having any PTSD. He received music lessons as part of his upper-class childhood, and plays piano, viola, guitar and organ well. As part of his American vacation, a tradition the Balastod family has to "Learn to mock the cheeky yanks better" Rupert decided to visit Jasper on a whim as he passes through California.
Appearance:The one in the middle
Weapons: Fists
RP Sample: Elfen High.
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sat Dec 29, 2012 10:57 pm

Constaniana wrote:NS Name: Const
Character Name: Rupert Arthur Balastod
Age: 20
Personality: Prideful, arrogant, flirtatious, reckless, adventure-seeking
Weakness/Flaws: (At least one needed. More than this is optional, but if roleplayed well, I will give you extra experience during the course of the rp) Paper cuts, tacos, MUSKOX, rubbish music
Powers: (Leave blank for now.)
History: Born to an upper-class family of passionate unionists in Northern Ireland, Rupert spent much of his younger years in battles with equally violent drunken Catholics armed with letter openers and hand grenades. As such, he is accustomed to violence and conflict, and passionately denies having any PTSD. He received music lessons as part of his upper-class childhood, and plays piano, viola, guitar and organ well.
Appearance:This.
Weapons: Five-foot long Steel battleaxe
RP Sample: Uh, here you go...

Rejected for perpetrating unfunny memes.

Nude East Ireland wrote:
Nude East Ireland wrote:App:
NS Name: Fuck You, that's my name.
Character Name: Father Mark West
Age: 45
Personality: Calm, thoughtful, caring, but willing to go full-on badass when it counts
Weakness/Flaws: Vision problems in right eye, on account of a former incident with Mr. G. Normal human being, weak to bullets, stabbing, etc.
Powers:
History: Father West was born in Colorado to a Mormon family. He was raised a Mormon, but later became an Atheist. He married, having a wife and a child - specifically, a son named Jonathan. However, when the town of Greene, Idaho, was depopulated during one of Mr. G's games, West was put to the test. He fought through so much shit that sometimes it still scares him. He never forgot his time as G's pawn, or the members of his team (a colorful cast, including a pep-talking state trooper, an insane school teacher, and the Priceline Negotiator).

But in the 'third act' of G's game, West emerged the only survivor. The rest of his team died, falling to G's amusement. West himself was injured greatly, though he is well healed now (excepting his eye). He never saw his wife and son, and fell into a deep depression. He soon replaced alcohol and tears with a belief in God, and he became a member of the Catholic Church. But no one ever truly escapes G's games...
Appearance:
Weapons: N/A
RP Sample: I've covered wars y'know.

Accepted out of fear for own life.

Astrolinium wrote:I'm going to post my updated app solely because I love watching Nat react to the picture of the celebrity I've used for Peter's appearance.

App: Rhamkhamhaeng
NS Name: Jew
Character Name: Peter Altier
Age: 17 (December 26th, 1995)
Personality: He's intelligent, snarky, and musical. He's fond of dark things, like spiders and cyanide. Enjoys killing small animals. Hates stupid people and the British, as well as fire. Has a strange love of the music of Tchaikovsky. He's generally sort of creepy and suspicious, with a cold kind of charisma.
Oh, and he's a paranoid schizophrenic, and his condition has gotten quite a bit worse in the aftermath of the past several days.
Weakness/Flaws: He's sadistic, kind of a coward, and very sexist. And full of gayngst. And schizophrenic.
Powers: The Grand Duty of the Sphinx Guardian of Thebes (Sphninxism)

The Sphinx is an ancient creature of knowledge and order. She is what the kids what call these days a "goody-good". She never gives in to the whims of chaos or nature, preserving instead the law. She is uncompromising in her judgment, never sacrificing the rules for petty things like empathy or the greater good. If there is a rule or regulation anywhere, she will enforce it. With her claws.

As a Sphinx, one experiences sudden transformations into a monstrous lion creature at will. At first, however, it is spontaneous and impossible to control. Each Sphinx is as tall as the original body of it's host, with two feet added. It is a mighty lion rippling with muscles, with a human's head. Add-ons such as eagle wings and snake-tails come later in life. Sphinx may also learn some basic magic later on, depending on whether or not I feel like it. As a Sphinx, one gains increased strength, speed, and stamina, as well as a minor healing factor and the obvious benefits of being a lion.

●Shock- Lv. 1.
Terrify someone enough to paralyze them for a couple of minutes. Kind of a "lose a turn" move. The power's effectiveness fluctuates, depending on the mood and mental capabilities of the target, as well as the mood and ugliness of the assailant.

●Bile- Lv. 1
The ability to spit three oz. of an acid that can corrode through organic materials. Even people.


History: Peter was born in the small town of Astrolinium, Astrolinium. His parents were Leonidas and Catrina. Their philosophy in childrearing was to be cold and detached, it seemed, as they rarely if ever showed Peter affection. The closest bond he formed was with his older brother, Thomas, who served as Peter's only true friend. When Peter speaks of his father, he often means Thomas, though he doesn't realize it. After all, at least his mother was at home most of the time. Leonidas was more often than not away on "business".
Thomas, however, could not attend to Peter all the time. He frequently found himself alone. And so, his mother's cats would often come up and want to him to play or scratch behind their ears or something. One after another, the cats disappeared. Their remains would turn up weeks later. Each time, the verdict was the same: cyanide. Of course, no one suspected Peter, who was only nine. Eventually, there were no more cats in the house. Peter found that good.
It was not, as I'm sure you can tell, a happy life for Peter. Among the more formative of his experiences there include one time when he was seven. His father had come home drunk and beat his mother, then proceeded to fall asleep in front of the fire. So while Peter played with toys in the next room, his mother came out and set fire to her husband. Leonidas woke up and extinguished himself, and then he set fire to the room itself. Catrina, Peter, and Thomas managed to escape. Leonidas died in the fire. At 13, during a trip to Walt Disney World, Peter ran away from home to travel the world and has regretted doing so ever since.
This entire history, of course, was manufactured as a schizophrenic delusion. The nature of his real past remains to be seen.
Appearance: (Image)
Some more information because I just have it:
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5' 1 ½"
Weight: 104 lbs.
Voice: A cold tenor.
Weapons: None.
RP Sample: Blah blah.

Rejected because ugly.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Constaniana
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Democratic Socialists

Postby Constaniana » Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:01 pm

Fixed my app.
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:02 pm

Constaniana wrote:NS Name: Const
Character Name: Rupert Arthur Balastod
Age: 20
Personality: Prideful, arrogant, flirtatious, reckless, adventure-seeking
Weakness/Flaws: (At least one needed. More than this is optional, but if roleplayed well, I will give you extra experience during the course of the rp) Paper cuts, tacos, MUSKOX, rubbish music
Powers: (Leave blank for now.)
History: Born to an upper-class family of passionate unionists in Northern Ireland, Rupert spent much of his younger years in battles with equally violent drunken Catholics armed with letter openers and hand grenades. As such, he is accustomed to violence and conflict, and passionately denies having any PTSD. He received music lessons as part of his upper-class childhood, and plays piano, viola, guitar and organ well.
Appearance:This.
Weapons: Fists
RP Sample: Elfen High.

Good boy.

Accepted for fear of angering the Mormons.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Constaniana
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Postby Constaniana » Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:07 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
Constaniana wrote:NS Name: Const
Character Name: Rupert Arthur Balastod
Age: 20
Personality: Prideful, arrogant, flirtatious, reckless, adventure-seeking
Weakness/Flaws: (At least one needed. More than this is optional, but if roleplayed well, I will give you extra experience during the course of the rp) Paper cuts, tacos, MUSKOX, rubbish music
Powers: (Leave blank for now.)
History: Born to an upper-class family of passionate unionists in Northern Ireland, Rupert spent much of his younger years in battles with equally violent drunken Catholics armed with letter openers and hand grenades. As such, he is accustomed to violence and conflict, and passionately denies having any PTSD. He received music lessons as part of his upper-class childhood, and plays piano, viola, guitar and organ well.
Appearance:This.
Weapons: Fists
RP Sample: Elfen High.

Good boy.

Accepted for fear of angering the Mormons.

*Puts away sniper rifle and assassin pogo stick*
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Zarkenis Ultima
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:57 pm

NS Name: Zarkenis Ultima
Character Name: FREDERICK UNDERSEN THE METALHEARTED, CHOSEN OF FLUFFY HITLER LUCIFER THE THIRD, KILLER OF VAMPIRE ZOMBIES, SLAYER OF DRAGONS!
Um, so, yeah, Frederick Undersen. :P.
Age: Still 30 I think.
Personality: Frederick was a man who was very defensive of himself and his properties. He still doesn't like crowds, and in situations of pressure he becomes rather impulsive, not too capable of keeping his cool. Unless you really push him, then he turns calm again and bad stuff happens. Has a bit of a tendency to kill dragons when he's angry. :P.
Weakness/Flaws: Kind of impulsive, not exactly hard to anger and oh yeah, he lacks a toe.
Powers: Fire Breathing
Super Strength, can lift up to 500 lbs.
Can move up to 17 mph.
Telepathy: Can speak telepathically with anyone within sixty feet.
Ice Breathing.
Frozen Heart - Lv. 2: Allows Fred to freeze the air around him in anyway he pleases, but any useful amount of ice is a heavy drain on him.
Bullshitanium Chestplate: Fred's new chest-plate of bullshitanium makes him largely bulletproof (in the chest area).
Arm Gun - Lv. 1: Also pretty self-explanatory. As part of his expanding repertoire of robot bits, Fred guts a small machine gun welded to his lower arm, complete with complimentary bullshitanium attachment.
History: Frederick lived a rather normal life, for a while at least. He was not too sociable, preferring to stay home and waste time or do research (Make no mistake, the latter was more frequent). For this reason, he was not too popular, though he was perfectly fine with this. However, one day at his 16 years, a gruesome accident resulted in him losing an arm. Thankfully, he was taken to the hospital in time to have his life saved, but his arm was gone for good. For the next half of his life, he spent his time studying, adapting to his new left arm-less lifestyle, and eventually began working in an important corporation. At a point, he was fired, but had money to sustain himself for a while.
So, after being fired he moved to Jasper, I think we all know that much. He then got involved into a clusterfuck thanks to G and S and went through lots of wacky adventures, including, but not limited to: Fighting vampires, fighting cultists, fighting zombies, being plunged into illusion-worlds, going on a wild goose hunt for a god damn nuke, getting jumped on by a Rehabed, regaining his arm, befriending a tiny godzilla which then brought him back to life and gave him powers, getting shot by lightning, falling from heights repeatedly, and killing a dragon in a way that clearly one-upped his ancestor Siegfried.
Appearance: I decided to give him an image. So, like this, but without vampire killer whip, holy water, or that silly ponytail. Oh and with brown eyes.
Weapons: As of right now? A machete, a wyrm claw gauntlet and a dragon scale. Unless he was sent to Jasper unarmed or something.


So I did update this. :P.
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:59 pm

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
NS Name: Zarkenis Ultima
Character Name: FREDERICK UNDERSEN THE METALHEARTED, CHOSEN OF FLUFFY HITLER LUCIFER THE THIRD, KILLER OF VAMPIRE ZOMBIES, SLAYER OF DRAGONS!
Um, so, yeah, Frederick Undersen. :P.
Age: Still 30 I think.
Personality: Frederick was a man who was very defensive of himself and his properties. He still doesn't like crowds, and in situations of pressure he becomes rather impulsive, not too capable of keeping his cool. Unless you really push him, then he turns calm again and bad stuff happens. Has a bit of a tendency to kill dragons when he's angry. :P.
Weakness/Flaws: Kind of impulsive, not exactly hard to anger and oh yeah, he lacks a toe.
Powers: Fire Breathing
Super Strength, can lift up to 500 lbs.
Can move up to 17 mph.
Telepathy: Can speak telepathically with anyone within sixty feet.
Ice Breathing.
Frozen Heart - Lv. 2: Allows Fred to freeze the air around him in anyway he pleases, but any useful amount of ice is a heavy drain on him.
History: Frederick lived a rather normal life, for a while at least. He was not too sociable, preferring to stay home and waste time or do research (Make no mistake, the latter was more frequent). For this reason, he was not too popular, though he was perfectly fine with this. However, one day at his 16 years, a gruesome accident resulted in him losing an arm. Thankfully, he was taken to the hospital in time to have his life saved, but his arm was gone for good. For the next half of his life, he spent his time studying, adapting to his new left arm-less lifestyle, and eventually began working in an important corporation. At a point, he was fired, but had money to sustain himself for a while.
So, after being fired he moved to Jasper, I think we all know that much. He then got involved into a clusterfuck thanks to G and S and went through lots of wacky adventures, including, but not limited to: Fighting vampires, fighting cultists, fighting zombies, being plunged into illusion-worlds, going on a wild goose hunt for a god damn nuke, getting jumped on by a Rehabed, regaining his arm, befriending a tiny godzilla which then brought him back to life and gave him powers, getting shot by lightning, falling from heights repeatedly, and killing a dragon in a way that clearly one-upped his ancestor Siegfried.
Appearance: I decided to give him an image. So, like this, but without vampire killer whip, holy water, or that silly ponytail. Oh and with brown eyes.
Weapons: As of right now? A machete, a wyrm claw gauntlet and a dragon scale. Unless he was sent to Jasper unarmed or something.


So I did update this. :P.

(cries at the pure, unadulterated beauty)
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:13 am

I realised Fred became this much of a badass in a week.
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:15 am

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I realised Fred became this much of a badass in a week.


That's one of G's stories for you.

Maybe his norse blood too. :P.
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:15 am

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I realised Fred became this much of a badass in a week.


That's one of G's stories for you.

Maybe his norse blood too. :P.

Fred should meet himself a week ago and go "Fucking pussy."
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Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:16 am

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
That's one of G's stories for you.

Maybe his norse blood too. :P.

Fred should meet himself a week ago and go "Fucking pussy."

"Little bitch only has one arm. Grow it back, asshole."
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Zarkenis Ultima
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:17 am

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:
That's one of G's stories for you.

Maybe his norse blood too. :P.

Fred should meet himself a week ago and go "Fucking pussy."


Probably.

And then past Fred can go ahead and shit himself. :P.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:19 am

I'm wondering if I should bother writing the app for my new character or just not give a fuck.
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Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:20 am

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I'm wondering if I should bother writing the app for my new character or just not give a fuck.

You should write an app so that I can mock you.

Also, so we have some idea of what the hell is going on.

I, meanwhile, should begin my own app.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:21 am

Nationstatelandsville wrote: some idea of what the hell is going on.

:rofl:
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Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Ameriganastan » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:25 am

Form a line, and tell me who missed me! ...Nobody? Fine then.

NS Name: Ameriganastan.

Character Name: Earl Mason.

Age: 43

Personality: Seemingly bitter and unhappy at almost all times. Very antisocial.

Weakness/Flaws: Due to being so antisocial(He stopped taking medication for it after he dropped out) he doesn't function well around people, and hates being in large groups. Can be slow at times, due to the limp he has in his right leg.

History: Once former star running back of the local football team, Earl Mason's life dead ended during game 3 of his sophomore year. Tackled near the sideline by an opposing player(A tackle Earl says, to this day, was dirty) he was thrown into a steel bench, and his right leg was shattered. He was forced to quit football, and eventually dropped out of high school altogether. Lucky(Or unlucky in his eyes) he was moderately good at fixing things, and has scraped out a living as the local town mechanic since then.

Appearance: 6 foot even, shaved head, green eyes, white, wearing his mechanic jumpsuit almost all the time.

Weapons: Small handgun, large wrench, and various other tools that he can use to hurt stuff.
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:25 am

Ameriganastan wrote:Form a line, and tell me who missed me! ...Nobody? Fine then.

NS Name: Ameriganastan.

Character Name: Earl Mason.

Age: 43

Personality: Seemingly bitter and unhappy at almost all times. Very antisocial.

Weakness/Flaws: Due to being so antisocial(He stopped taking medication for it after he dropped out) he doesn't function well around people, and hates being in large groups. Can be slow at times, due to the limp he has in his right leg.

History: Once former star running back of the local football team, Earl Mason's life dead ended during game 3 of his sophomore year. Tackled near the sideline by an opposing player(A tackle Earl says, to this day, was dirty) he was thrown into a steel bench, and his right leg was shattered. He was forced to quit football, and eventually dropped out of high school altogether. Lucky(Or unlucky in his eyes) he was moderately good at fixing things, and has scraped out a living as the local town mechanic since then.

Appearance: 6 foot even, shaved head, green eyes, white, wearing his mechanic jumpsuit almost all the time.

Weapons: Small handgun, large wrench, and various other tools that he can use to hurt stuff.

You quit.

And died.
Hi! I'm Khan, your local misanthropic Indian.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.
P2TM RP Discussion Thread
If you want a good rp, read this shit.
Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Ameriganastan
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Posts: 52099
Founded: Jul 01, 2008
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Postby Ameriganastan » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:26 am

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Ameriganastan wrote:Form a line, and tell me who missed me! ...Nobody? Fine then.

NS Name: Ameriganastan.

Character Name: Earl Mason.

Age: 43

Personality: Seemingly bitter and unhappy at almost all times. Very antisocial.

Weakness/Flaws: Due to being so antisocial(He stopped taking medication for it after he dropped out) he doesn't function well around people, and hates being in large groups. Can be slow at times, due to the limp he has in his right leg.

History: Once former star running back of the local football team, Earl Mason's life dead ended during game 3 of his sophomore year. Tackled near the sideline by an opposing player(A tackle Earl says, to this day, was dirty) he was thrown into a steel bench, and his right leg was shattered. He was forced to quit football, and eventually dropped out of high school altogether. Lucky(Or unlucky in his eyes) he was moderately good at fixing things, and has scraped out a living as the local town mechanic since then.

Appearance: 6 foot even, shaved head, green eyes, white, wearing his mechanic jumpsuit almost all the time.

Weapons: Small handgun, large wrench, and various other tools that he can use to hurt stuff.

You quit.

And died.

And I asked Nat if I could come back. And he said yes. So now I'm back.
The Incompetent Critic
DENVER BRONCOS fan
Eric Lumen: Ultimate Chad
Force of nature.
The Ameri Train.
The Ameri song
Tsundere Ameri.
HulkAmeri
Ameri goes to court.
Universal Constant
Edward Richtofen wrote:Ameri's so tough that he criticized an Insane Asylum and was promptly let out

Ameri does the impossible.
Fire the Ameri.
Sinovet wrote:Ameri's like Honey badger. He don't give a fuck.

Krazakistan wrote: He is a force of negativity for the sake of negativity

Onocarcass wrote:Trying to change Ameri, is like trying to drag a 2 ton block of lead with your d**k.

Immoren wrote:When Ameri says something is shit it's good and when Ameri says some thing is good it's great. *nods*

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Nightkill the Emperor
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Posts: 88776
Founded: Dec 28, 2009
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:27 am

Ameriganastan wrote:
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:You quit.

And died.

And I asked Nat if I could come back. And he said yes. So now I'm back.

Alright. Just follow the basic rules of courtesy.
Hi! I'm Khan, your local misanthropic Indian.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.
P2TM RP Discussion Thread
If you want a good rp, read this shit.
Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Nationstatelandsville
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Posts: 70969
Founded: Apr 27, 2011
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:28 am

Ameriganastan wrote:Form a line, and tell me who missed me! ...Nobody? Fine then.

NS Name: Ameriganastan.

Character Name: Earl Mason.

Age: 43

Personality: Seemingly bitter and unhappy at almost all times. Very antisocial.

Weakness/Flaws: Due to being so antisocial(He stopped taking medication for it after he dropped out) he doesn't function well around people, and hates being in large groups. Can be slow at times, due to the limp he has in his right leg.

History: Once former star running back of the local football team, Earl Mason's life dead ended during game 3 of his sophomore year. Tackled near the sideline by an opposing player(A tackle Earl says, to this day, was dirty) he was thrown into a steel bench, and his right leg was shattered. He was forced to quit football, and eventually dropped out of high school altogether. Lucky(Or unlucky in his eyes) he was moderately good at fixing things, and has scraped out a living as the local town mechanic since then.

Appearance: 6 foot even, shaved head, green eyes, white, wearing his mechanic jumpsuit almost all the time.

Weapons: Small handgun, large wrench, and various other tools that he can use to hurt stuff.

Sure, accepted.

Night, it has spread.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Ameriganastan
Khan of Spam
 
Posts: 52099
Founded: Jul 01, 2008
Iron Fist Consumerists

Postby Ameriganastan » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:28 am

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Ameriganastan wrote:And I asked Nat if I could come back. And he said yes. So now I'm back.

Alright. Just follow the basic rules of courtesy.

Aye-Aye, Captain!
The Incompetent Critic
DENVER BRONCOS fan
Eric Lumen: Ultimate Chad
Force of nature.
The Ameri Train.
The Ameri song
Tsundere Ameri.
HulkAmeri
Ameri goes to court.
Universal Constant
Edward Richtofen wrote:Ameri's so tough that he criticized an Insane Asylum and was promptly let out

Ameri does the impossible.
Fire the Ameri.
Sinovet wrote:Ameri's like Honey badger. He don't give a fuck.

Krazakistan wrote: He is a force of negativity for the sake of negativity

Onocarcass wrote:Trying to change Ameri, is like trying to drag a 2 ton block of lead with your d**k.

Immoren wrote:When Ameri says something is shit it's good and when Ameri says some thing is good it's great. *nods*

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Ende
Negotiator
 
Posts: 7475
Founded: Jan 23, 2012
Ex-Nation

Postby Ende » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:31 am

Ameriganastan wrote:snip


Suddenly, the RP just improved.
Last edited by Ende on Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:31 am, edited 1 time in total.

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Nationstatelandsville
Khan of Spam
 
Posts: 70969
Founded: Apr 27, 2011
Ex-Nation

Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:35 am

NS Name: Jackie
Character Name: Professor Michael Cartwright
Age: 30-ish (fuck you if I can remember)
Personality: Vernon, but more aristocratic.
Weakness/Flaws: Vernon, but more aristocratic.
Powers: Vernon, but more aristocratic.
History: He was born to a house of Cartwrights, the poor bastard. And worse - he was raised in it, too.

I could give you a list of whacky antics Vernon lead him on, but what's the point? We already know his childhood was harrowing, adventurous, and completely traumatic. From ages 11-14, he was banned from talking to anyone vaguely squirrel-like. Why? Fuck you, reasons are for assholes. Despite Vernon's good intentions, he was pretty fucked up for a while. After graduating high school, he stopped and rebuilt himself as a human being, because Cartwrights can do things like that. He's now a pretty good guy, if a bit of an insufferable genius. He teaches Criminology at some university in Seattle and avoids the rest of his family at all costs.

He's also a consultant detective for most police departments in the country and is aware of the more insane things that happened in Vegas due to being in contact with the chief of police. So, he's basically expecting something weird to happen to him.
Appearance:
Image

Weapons: N/A - he prefers improvising, like his father.
RP Sample: Fuck your samples.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Nightkill the Emperor
Post Kaiser
 
Posts: 88776
Founded: Dec 28, 2009
Ex-Nation

Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Dec 30, 2012 12:36 am

Nationstatelandsville wrote:NS Name: Jackie
Character Name: Professor Michael Cartwright
Age: 30-ish (fuck you if I can remember)
Personality: Vernon, but more aristocratic.
Weakness/Flaws: Vernon, but more aristocratic.
Powers: Vernon, but more aristocratic.
History: He was born to a house of Cartwrights, the poor bastard. And worse - he was raised in it, too.

I could give you a list of whacky antics Vernon lead him on, but what's the point? We already know his childhood was harrowing, adventurous, and completely traumatic. From ages 11-14, he was banned from talking to anyone vaguely squirrel-like. Why? Fuck you, reasons are for assholes. Despite Vernon's good intentions, he was pretty fucked up for a while. After graduating high school, he stopped and rebuilt himself as a human being, because Cartwrights can do things like that. He's now a pretty good guy, if a bit of an insufferable genius. He teaches Criminology at some university in Seattle and avoids the rest of his family at all costs.

He's also a consultant detective for most police departments in the country and is aware of the more insane things that happened in Vegas due to being in contact with the chief of police. So, he's basically expecting something weird to happen to him.
Appearance:
Weapons: N/A - he prefers improvising, like his father.
RP Sample: Fuck your samples.

Rejected because approved.
Hi! I'm Khan, your local misanthropic Indian.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.
P2TM RP Discussion Thread
If you want a good rp, read this shit.
Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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