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| Envy | Sep 11 2005, 10:21 PM Post #1 |
Sharpshooter
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Okay, this is the topic where the actual RP will take place. And for those of you who haven't joined and want to please go to the Sign-Up Sheet. I'll put the rules and the story in this topic as well. Rules: :If your not a mod don't say you are :Try to spell your best : No one liners : No killing any members no matter how tempting it is : Have fun :no godmodin unless your an Admin Story: Ok by some fraek accident while we are all online the fourm has become reailty. Meaning all of OP4K's members have found themselves in a whole new world were the Admins Rule over the land and the mods are the police and the super mod is the head of the poilce. Now, Snow is going to start off the RP because I'm kinda busy right now. 
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| SnowFlake | Sep 11 2005, 10:30 PM Post #2 |
Random crew member (ie. cannon fodder)
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ooc: How to start it how to start it??? *Ponders* ...... Here goes nothing I log in which is gay because my computer usually keeps me logged in Its starts to say the Thanks your logged in"Screw that.." I said to myself clicking the click this button. "Devin," My mom calls,"Its time to get off the computer." "Grrr... Stupid Moth....." I say but got cut off by the computer sucking me in yes I know but it did your probaly thinking what the hell. I was now in the cyber world. |
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| ronozoro | Sep 11 2005, 11:50 PM Post #3 |
Crime: Caught Eating Flies
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dinner was okay very simple just chicken and a salad. I decided i would get online for a bit before watching family guy. i mannage to get away from mom without her asking me what i plan to do up in my room instead of spending quality time with the family aka watching a movie. i get up to the attic (thats where my room is) and see that no one is on aim. i decide to cheack duo's one piece forum to see if anyone has posted anything of interest. i get to the site to find out for some reason my computer has signed me out. "I wonder how i got logged out" i thinnk to myself as i type in ronozoro. i hit enter and my computer starts to log me in. as i wait i listen to the movie and consider going down to watch it sounds kinda interesting actualy. sudedely i feel a strange pulling feeling i bringmyself out of though and look at my computer. there is a flash of light. nolonger am i at my desk in my comfy chair im now sitting on the ground. "what in the world?" are my only thouhts |
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| Duo Himura | Sep 12 2005, 12:44 AM Post #4 |
The Betrayer of the People and a Tyranical Capitalist Pig-Dog
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Anyway, to each his/her own on the I/he thing... Just as long as no one tries to write in second person ("you") Oh, and I guess we're going to follow my and Digi's idea, which has me already there... So here goes. A man dressed in a black gi and hakama (gomen nasai if that's wrong, you know the medieval-age Japanese clothes that are worn by just about everyone in Kenshin, and Shinigami in Bleach) trimmed in white sat on a bed, pollishing his sword with a white rag. "Hey!" came the shout from behind him. A man with black angel wings dressed in a solid black ninja-like suit materialized from the shadows behind him. His eyes were bright red, and his short hair dark, the mask he sometimes wore was pulled aside, revealing an expression of annoyance on his face. "Careful with me! Pay attention or you'll get your blood all over me. And frankly, your blood smells." "My BLOOD smells?" asked the man incredulously, turning from his task to stare at the man behind him, his blonde ponytail whiping out behind him. "Yes, it does. Why do you think I try so hard to stop you from injuring yourself? I'm the one who has nothing to do except sit around at your waist while your sitting there, bleeding CRAP all over the place. What do you eat anyway?" Was the reply he recieved. The man sighed, turning back to polishing the blade of his sword, then said in exasperation "You know, when I first found out your name and saw that you were some ninja-ish dude who looks like Kyashi from Project Selesia, I figured that you'd be that sorta strong, silent type who disappears off into the shadows. Instead, I get the joker in a ninja suit." The room around him was familiar, this is where he would go when he wanted to be alone. It was plain, mostly unfurnished, save for the bed on which he sat. A screen adorned one wall, the remote in a small slot next to it. "Hey, not my fault that I was born talented," replied the man, laughing at his own wit. "You know, it's sad if all you can come up with to create your own unique room is navy blue walls and a TV." "Quiet you!" shouted the man. "I ordered some anime posters, but the SOB's who spent enough time on animecastle.com to be living there now don't know their 0s from their 1s! Besides, it's not like I need DVDs or books here... everything like that just sorta... materializes. Sort of an instant library with no annoying old woman or bastards who take the only copy of the book you want." "Yeah, yeah, whatever then. I'm gonna go hang out in your inner world. At least there's something to do in there." And with that, the man faded away. Suddenly, he could be heard shouting "WTF!? Who made everything right-side-up! Now I'll never be able to find anything! (Bleach reference)" Smiling, the man sheathed his sword, and climbed to his feet. Thinking about Bleach made him want to read ahead in the manga, regardless of how much cooler it was to see things with the anime's awesome animation. And it was sorta hard to NOT think about Bleach when he was essentially a Shinigami without the actual work. Maybe he could content himself with Death Note, Mr. Rixter said that that was a good one... And it had Shinigami too! Though they're sorta creepy freakish looking things in it... "OW! WTF!?" came the cry from outside the room. The man burst through the door, and dashed down the hall, jumping over the banister that separated the stairs from the hallway and landing on them, ressuming his pace an instant later. He wound up right in front of the front entrance to the house, and there he saw a slender girl in shorts and a t-shirt with short red hair and blue eyes, as well as another girl wearing glasses with her hair back in a ponytail that reached halfway down her back. The both of them looked confused, suddenly in what looked like an old-fashioned Japanese house, but with multiple levels. The two just stared at him in bewilderment, then the girl with longer hair asked "Uh... what the Hell's going on?" "Uh..." began the man, unsure how to start. "Let me guess... you guys got sucked in through your computer screens, then found yourselves here, right?" When both of them nodded, he proceeded. "Well, basically, the internet went to Hell, and we're along for the ride. Just kidding. Mostly. Somehow, the internet has taken on a weird reality of its own, and somehow, it can now suck people's bodies into it, transforming them into "avatars," that fit their desires or personalities. Where you guys are is the One Piece 4Kids forum that was created to replace the original 4Kids forum, which, by the way, is a giant warehouse with a leaky roof. This place is... a Japanese house... I'm Duo Himura, by the way, which makes you Ronozoro, and you Snowflake," he said, pointing to the girls in turn, "right?" Both of them merely nodded, still seemingly confused about what was going on. "Ah... well... you see, it's sorta bizzare, this world and the Internet as we know it are sort of like layers, the one we knew covering this one. I've been here for quite a while already, my parents SEEMED cool with it... but... uh... well... I used a video chat and they think I'm actually in Japan... anyway, that's how I kept posting on the forum. Basically anything you could get over the internet is avaliable, since this world is created by data, its easy for things to just manifest themselves how it suits people, but, then, there are people working to code things so that they do that. They're actually about caught up with everything that's current, though we'll still have to wait for American releases/fansubs for new things... Anyway, society here is more or less normal in some aspects. Forums and websites and such are buildings, sometimes more than one if they have thousands of people, and admins are sorta like landlords. Servers and Networks are districts, sometimes countries even. Mary Sues and Noobs are banished to an island if they're deemed incurable, no one else goes there. Right now, I have a job hunting them down. And let me tell you, there are FAR too many God-moders running around..." The man sighed, mostly to provide a break in his long stream of dialogue. "Anyway, Digitaldreamer is one too, she's around here somewhere... Forbidden's been off on a case for ages, but he stops in once in a while... DIGITALDREAMER!!! RONOZORO AND SNOWFLAKE SHOWED UP!" Duo shouted, hoping to get her attention. "COMING!" came the yelled reply. OOC: And now I must stop for dinner is ready. Though I think I said just about everything I needed to. Anyway, this should be awesome, let's hope it works out well. |
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| Envy | Sep 12 2005, 01:01 AM Post #5 |
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It was about 8 o'clock(centeral time), I was sitting at my computer deck working on yet another signature picture and I desited that I would log onto One Piece 4Kids. I click on the link in my favorites list and click on the 'log in' button. User Name: Envy Password: ****** "Thanks, you are now logged in as: Envy. Please wait while we transfer you..." As it finished logging in i noticed my computer screen acting funny. "What the...?" I asked myself and looked around the room to see if anyone else was in the room. No one else was there. I looked at the screen again aand it was compleatly white. "Uh-Oh.." I said to myself again as I felt myself being pulled towards the computer. The next thing I knew I was waking up in a strange now land. "Whoa..." |
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| ChibiKitsune | Sep 12 2005, 01:09 AM Post #6 |
Kitsune of Three Tails; Cosplay Addict
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The shouts of Digitaldreamer, Ronozoro, and Snowflake could barely be heard by the tired young woman trudging along a path. She perked a little, looking about. Digitaldreamer? Ronozoro? Snowflake? Could she really be in her computer? Samma could not tell which way the shouts had came from, so she had to, once again, content herself with wandering and hoping she would happen across... well... something familiar. She had been walking for what seemed like ages to her. Granted, it was filled with people and objects - but most of what she had come across frightened her too much to stick around. She wanted something that she could recognize. She chose a path at random and continued down it, not sure if she should believe the names she heard were really the names of her namaka over at the One Piece forums she had joined recently. She glanced down at herself as she walked. Just her luck that she would be transported to a random world in her kendo outfit. She held her shinai losely in her hand, balanced on her shoulder, and her helmet tucked under her other arm. The outfit was not what bothered her the most, though. The three fox tails she always wore with this outfit when not practicing at a dojo were moving on their own accord. And she could actually hear out of the fox ears on top of her head. She supposed it could be awesome - had she not always wished for real fox tails and ears? But suddenly being granted them, with no rhyme or reason, or wanring, did rattle her a little. She finally looked ahead to where she was going. She could make out a few people in front of a large, Japanese style housing unit. She squinted, but could not make out who any of them were. The old-fashioned house did look inviting, though - and this could be where the shouts came from, so Samma picked up her pace for the first time since she had been there, and jogged over. ((Wow, rambling and sucky writing >.> Gomen if this reads poorly.)) |
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| Digitaldreamer | Sep 12 2005, 01:33 AM Post #7 |
Friendly Neighborhood GM
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“Ugh…I swear, those Sue’s just get more stubborn every day.” A young woman muttered as she wiped a few sparkling bits of a Mary Sue from one of her sporks. “Stupid goth Sue tried to take a chunk out of me…what did she think this area of town was, the Shaun of the Dead section in Fanfiction.net?” She closed her dark blue eyes and sighed, shaking her head, strands of longish, golden hair and the trailing ends of her light purple bandanna moving with her head. “Bloody morons. I swear, more and more keep spawning every day…guess that’s why I’m here.” She said as she finally set the spork down among several others on her bedside table. The blonde stretched and yawned, pulling on the ends of her dark blue sleeves absently. She really loved this shirt; it was designed so the sleeves were barely attached to the rest of the hooded shirt, so her shoulders showed. The design upon the front, a single red heart with little chibi wings, was admittedly cute. She also happened to love the white mini-skirt, as well as the baggy school girl socks… And to think she would never have gotten anything like it in the real world, no matter how much she wanted it. She had not seen her real family in months, not after that fateful night where she had been sucked into her computer screen. Oddly enough, she didn’t really care. She was happy here. She had everything she could possibly want, and as long as she contacted her family and friends through e-mail, they weren’t worried, as they all thought she was in Japan. The woman lay back on her futon, gazing around lazily at the web comic posters, along with her own murals, which framed the walls, as well as the random glowing balls of light that just floated around on their own accord. She had also managed to make the ceiling look as though it were the sky, so when she wanted to sleep she could dim it to look as though it were night. ”…I love it here.” She murmured, yawning. “But even here I have a ton of work to do….I need a thirty hour nap.” With this, she slowly closed her eyes. ”DIGITALDREAMER!!! RONOZORO AND SNOWFLAKE SHOWED UP!” Duo’s voice came ringing through the house. Digi’s eyes immediately shot open. She certainly wasn’t tired anymore! “FINALLY!” She cried, hopping to her feet and rushing out the door. She came rushing down the hallway and out onto the dewy grass of the front lawn. “YES! FINALLY SOMEONE NEW IS HERE!” She crowed as she flung herself at the two in a tackle-glomp. “ABOUT TIME! For a second I was worried it was just gonna be Duo-san and Forbidden-sama~!” She said as she finally released the two and stepped away, beaming at them. She then frowned. “These two really look confused….I knew we should have put up a sign or something…” She sighed, shaking her head. With that, she made a few signs with her hands. “Art of the GM: Edit no jitsu!” A wooden sign appeared in front of the house, with the words “One Piece 4kids Alternate Forum” written in orinate latters, with kanji below it. After this was written “Abandon your sanity and any liking for the dub at the door, please. ^_^” ”There!” Digi chirped brightly, clapping her hands. “Now at least people will have a vague idea of what this place is supposed to be.” She then frowned, glancing around. “Is it just the two of you, or has anyone else shown up yet?” The blonde inquired. |
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| Kanthia | Sep 12 2005, 01:48 AM Post #8 |
Keeper of the Awesome
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She had never liked computers. They were the perfect scapegoats and the cruelest villians, always eating things that were important and saving things you didn't want. You communicated to it through a gray blob with letters on it and it communicated back with error messages and pop-ups. Annoying. Slow. A waste of time. But oh so vital, and that's what made her angry. It had been a long and boring day at school. Her french teacher was still wary of her after seeing her write 'PEN IS FOREVER' in her caiher (Her friend was drawing on Kanthia's arm in blue pen and Kanthia had iterated the statement before writing it; was it her fault she had issues with making spaces between words too small?), her English teacher was still spending most of every class talking about antiques, her History teacher was still giving out too much homework and her Nutrition teacher was still, to put it nicely, scared of her. Her mother was away on a buisness trip meaning Kanthia had run of the house for the next four days. The silence was unnerving, so she put Vanessa Carlton on at full blast. It was 9:30 at night- she had just returned from a long and tough Jiu Jitsu class trying patiently to teach the new White Belts their breakfalls with little luck. Who's to Say came on. She sang along, lying on her back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She played with her hair, teasing it with her fingertips and flicking it around her nose before realizing that she still had to study for a stupid History test before going to bed. She groaned audiably. She left the room to find her backpack and get her books when she passed the room with the two gleaming computers in it. She turned to go in but told herself History was more important and turned the other way, but then reminded herself that Wilfred Laurier wasn't exactly the most interesting person in the world to spend the night with. She could always study during French and English tomorrow. She sat down lightly and carefully manoevered the mouse to open Firefox Browser and clicked her bookmark for the Boards of Ultimate Justice. What greeted her was a screen that she wasn't used to seeing- the log in screen- had she logged out? Shrugging her shoulders, she typed in her name and password and clicked to log in. In the millisecond between the mouse hovering above the word and the left mouse button pressing down, she hesitated and didn't understand why. Suddenly, she wasn't there anymore. Damn, she hated computers. ~~ Had it been the fault of the hesitation? Perhaps she had blacked out at the keyboard. This didn't make any sense. She was soaked head to toe with every reason to be: she was currently in the middle of a small lake struggling to come to her senses. It was a nice lake but she didn't like things that tried to drown her, and swimming in clothes was not exactly her idea of fun so she beelined for the nearest shore and inspected her damage. She was wearing the same clothes that she had been wearing seconds ago: a simple green tee and baggy black pants that dragged on the ground and hid her shoes. However, her hair which had been loose was now tied up and out of her face. She looked down at her left arm and noticed the sopping black wristband of hers with the red K; she took it off and wrung it out before realizing that its reflection with the S on her right arm was missing. "Nani?" The K was for Kanthia, and the S was for Samma*. But if the S wasn't there, then did she lose it in the lake? Or was she just not Samma anymore and instead Kanthia? The large amount of thinking was making her head hurt, so she started aimlessley picking the lilies that were growing by the waterside while waiting for something, anything to happen. Nothing happened. Nothing was happening. She wasn't waking up. She pinched the skin on her elbow and it hurt but that was all. She had a rather large bouquet by that time and realized the futility of it all, so she started walking into the forest that encompassed the lake and quickly got lost with her nonexistant sense of direction. An unfamilliar weight was hanging from her left side; she inspected it and realized that her Vorpal Claws were hanging from a loop in her belt. She slid them on and started running as fast as she could. Trees, branches flew by and stung her face but she couldn't feel it. From far away she could hear voices but they didn't seem to be getting any closer. She couldn't understand. "NANI KORE?" ~Kanthia |
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| Duo Himura | Sep 12 2005, 01:59 AM Post #9 |
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The Betrayer of the People and a Tyranical Capitalist Pig-Dog
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"Uh... I think it might just be them..." began Duo. Peering off into the distance, he thought he saw someone walking in their general direction, but wasn't totaly sure. A column of data appeared in the world next to the group, revealing a girl dressed in white with curly black hair, standing around and lookign confused. Duo looked at the newcomer, and then back at the person in the distance, who was starting to become slightly visible as a girl in a kendo outfit, apparently with fox tails (it's the internet, you see them often enough to recognize them...). Thinking over the member list, he tried to come up with who the newcomers were, then shouted "ENOUGH! Kido! Maker of all things! Mask of the flesh, in whose hands lie the souls of the living! Grant me thy power! Way of revelation #47! Name icon!" As he did so, the man raised his right arm into the air. A blue ball of crackling energy surrounded it, then exploded, and instantly, the names of famous movie stars appeared above the heads of the group. "Damn it!" he swore loudly. "I knew I should have learned programing... or demon magic... or something! Well, at least I've got cash from beating down that God moder..." Holding out his hand, the Shinigami wanna-be snapped his fingers, and a book entitled "Kido for dummies," instantly appeared in a stream of Matrix-esque 0s and 1s. He quickly began to flip through it, then suddenly shouted "Shut up Shingetsuitou!" at someone that apparently was visible to only him. Rather than explain to the still bewildered audience (Digitaldreamer excluded), he flipped through the book quickly, then started to shout again "Initiate! Coder of all! Avatar of the flesh, in whose hands lie the programing of the cyber-existant! Grant me thy power! Way of the Admin #52! User name!" And this time, as he raised his hand to the air, the names of each person appeared over their heads in a light, glowing blue. "There we go..." he said. "That saves us some trouble... Uh... Digitaldreamer, I just explained everything to these guys... maybe a nice explanation sign or something is in order along with telling people what this place is?" OOC: GAH! That seems really crappy now that I think back on it. Oh well, it cleared some stuff up, and it was sorta fun to write, which is the point for this role play, right? I mean, if we wanna get serious about something later, or more serious, that's fine too, but for now, this seems more humor oriented. Oh, and I missed Kanthia's post when I was putting this up, so I'm just going to say that the names are large enough to be readable from a long distance away, they sort of expand if you need to read them and shrink to readable size at a fairly close distance if you don't, and the size change is just for the benefit of the person looking at them. Oh, and Kanthia has one now too, that was a forum-wide spell, but I'm going to just say that we haven't noticed her yet. |
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| ChibiKitsune | Sep 12 2005, 02:12 AM Post #10 |
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((Kitsu... It was very amusing, Duo-san. ^-^ I liked it =3)) Samma stopped and blinked as she saw blue letters appear over the heads of the people she saw in the distance. She pushed her black-framed glasses up over her pale green eyes, as they reflected her confusion. She squinted. Digitaldreamer. Duo Himura. ronozoro. SnowFlake. So she was somewhere where the group from the One Piece forums were. Well, that, at least, was reassuring. She sped up her jog to a full run, long braid flapping behind her like some estranged kite's tail. She started shouting the names that she had read, repeating Digitaldreamer most often, sometimes with Chrys-chan interspersed within, as that was the only member she had ever spoken to outside of the forums. About five feet away, her foot hit a small rock, and she was sent flying to the ground. She tumbled the rest of the way to the group, stopping forcefully as she rolled into Duo's leg. She opened one eye slowly, looking up from her prone position on the ground. "Uhm... Hi," she said akwardly after a moment, not bothering yet to get up. ((Nyeh. >.>)) |
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| ronozoro | Sep 12 2005, 02:38 AM Post #11 |
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Crime: Caught Eating Flies
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i got up and looked around i was wearing my favorite hoodie my batman t-shirt and good baggie, big pocket pants. i also had the mighty poke stick at my side and my Mp3 playerin my poket. "well as long as im here i minas well look around and find out where here is." i started to explore passing houses and buildings of all shapes, sizes and styles. i wondered around and i found myself infront of a large japanese style house. although i didnt know where i was the house seemed familar somehow like i had been there befor. there was another lady standing out front too. i walked up to the door and just as i got there i swung open and a man stood there who made me think of bleach. "Um what the hell is going on here?" i asked him. he explained he was duo and i was in the internet. my thoughs whent in this order "whow feaky. i wonder how to get out? atleast the weather is nice here. wait thats really duo and this is snowflake and digi is upstairs.  Coolness!"i was halfway through sorting through my thoughts when i saw a blur of blond hair and then was knocked over in a large tackle-glomp. digi made a sign by saying a bunch of words i didnt quite catch. and then duo started talking to himself. then suddenly everyones user name was on their heads. kinda interesting but i guess you can do alot of things online i you cant do in the real world. i heard someone running twards us and say a fox lady with the name ChibiKitsune on her forhead. "well that makes figuring out who people are simpler." Hey everybody! and so umm... now what do we do? can you get out? and how do i get to AIM. oh and its cool to see all of you." i was calm convinced that this was all a dream and i would wake up late in the morning and have to rush out the door to catch the bus to City Year. |
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| Digitaldreamer | Sep 12 2005, 02:27 PM Post #12 |
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Friendly Neighborhood GM
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Digital watched Duo's struggle with a bit of amusement. "Honestly, you make it sound like you're the leader of a cult or something." She snickered. "It's really not that difficult..." Nevermind that when she had first appeared there had been many "incidents" as she attempted to work out her Arts of the GM, including the rather memorable time where she had accidently editted away Duo's head, yet he had still been able to talk. ("GAAAH! Put it back!" "I'm trying, I'm trying! >.<") "Right...a sign with explanations, coming right up." She said, once again making a few signs with her hands. "Edit no Jitsu!" A sign explaining what the world was and how it worked appeared next to the sign explaining what the house was supposed to be. "There. Just watch, all the new people will come and none of them will read the sign....oh well, it's worth a shot." The blonde muttered, running a hand through her hair. She then frowned. "Does anyone hear shrieking?" "DIGITALDREAMER! CRYS-SAN! RONOZORO! DUO! SNOWFLAKE! DIGITALDREAMER!" WHUMPH! Digitaldreamer stood there and blinked as a girl with a kitsune tail and ears suddenly tripped and fell, landing right in front of Duo Himura. She then grinned. "CHIBIKITSUNE~! SAMMI-SAN!" She chirpped, pulling the girl in the kendo outfit up from the ground so she could give her a bone-crushing hug. "YAAAY! FINALLY!" She squealed and jumped up and down for a few moments before calming down and releasing her. "Welcome to the Cyber World, Sammi-san~!" She said with an excited grin. "You're gonna love it here!" She then blinked at Ronozoro's question. Then she laughed outloud. "AIM? It requires a kind of chant like what Duo here just used, then the window just kind of pops up in front of you. But you don't usually need AIM when you're in the same area as another person. And you just kind of do what you want here, but to get money it's usually best to get a sort of job. For instance, Duo and I are n00b hunters, we get money for every n00b, God-moder, bad RPer, and Mary Sue that we bring down. My extra money comes from fanfics and fanart. You can also get money from creating a "website" of sorts, and if anyone visits it, you get money." "Money is held on things like this." She said, pulling a small computer chip from her pocket, which was shaped like a smiley emoticon. "It's kinda like a credit card. With money, you can get anime and stuff." The blonde grinned lazily. "As for leaving...well, I don't know. I've been here for half a year." She said calmly with a shrug. |
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| Duo Himura | Sep 12 2005, 08:04 PM Post #13 |
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The Betrayer of the People and a Tyranical Capitalist Pig-Dog
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Duo was a bit shocked to find so many new people from the forum getting sucked into this bizzare world at once. He figured that the line between this internet reality, or "Digital world," as it would have been called if everyone wasn't afraid of sounding like a total nerd for making a Digimon reference, and the "real world," was beginning to blur more. He wasn't sure what this meant, but hey, it didn't really concern him. Things were way cool here, and seeing as his parents hadn't found his body lying comatose on the floor next to his computer, it was safe to assume that he was here in mind and body, so it wasn't like he was going to suddenly die as his real body lacked nutrition or something. "Yeah, this place is pretty sweet." he began, glancing around with appreaciation and tucking "Kido for dummies," into his shirt. "You're a ton stronger here by definition, it's more or less like you created a character for a video game, but then didn't have to start at level one. Or at least, you didn't appear to have to. A lot of people just run around doing cool stuff with their powers, or... screwing around with everyone else. Which is another common source of income. Surprisingly enough, though, plenty of people were willing to actually reestablish society instead of screwing around all day, and thusly, things aren't totally weird here. We don't really HAVE much of a government... personally, I think everyone's happy about that." "However..." he continued, "Digi, you don't actually have to pay for anime and stuff, you know." (The following was actually suggested by Digitaldreamer, so don't make a habit of controling other people's characters, especially without their consent.)"Of course you do, why else would you need money," responded Digitaldreamer matter-of-factly. "Uh... FOOD..." suggested Duo sarcastically. "Pssh, who needs food?" asked the GM. "Well... considering that our bodies are actually in here... WE do... I think..." replied Duo, a very anime-equse style sweatdrop appearing on the back of his head. "WAIT! You mean I've been PAYING when I- Hang on, that means I haven't eaten in like-" suddenly, she fell to the ground, twitching in pain. "FOOOOOD!!!" she shouted in a loud voice. "Oh... yeah... I forgot to mention, the forces of delayed reactions for comedic purposes are pretty damn strong here... you may want to watch yourself." "FOOOOOD!!!!!" moaned the GM, writing on the ground. "Oh, and if any of you were thinking that you're immortal here... well... you aren't," said the Shinigami in a serious tone. Apparently old age can kill you still, we've had one or two really old guys who like the internet show up here, but if you die before your body would of natural causes, then you just sorta respawn. But it hurts LIKE HELL. Also, respawning takes a while, which sorta drags out the pain, so don't try jumping off buildings, please. Not to mention that your life force, what apparently keeps you from just dispersing into data, gets strained by 'dying,' so you'll loose years off your life if you 'die,' in combat." "Food... food...." murmured Digitaldreamer, her voice exhausted from the constant screaming. "Oh, and if any of you know any HTML, HIDE! You'd be AMAZED how many people love the internet and never learn any programming, so programers get like, abducted by ninjas. And I don't like ninjas. No," he amended with a sigh, "that doesn't include... wait... yes it does you catankerous, narcisistic, sorry excuse for a sword!" He shouted at nothing, ignoring the stares he was getting from the rest of the group. "Anyway..." he began, "There's plenty of room for you in the house here. Actually, this being a forum, there's exactly one bedroom for everyone who would be sucked into this forum's domain. Though they're pretty bare at the moment... you can decorate them by will power or buy some stuff if you can't draw, even in your head, like me... Just don't... uh... don't go in the first floor closet down the main hallway," he said nervously. "There was an incident with moron necromancer with a horrible sense of humor and... uh... well... basically there's a bunch of animated skeletons running around in there, trying to claw their way out. Luckily, we enforced the door with zombie repellant, which claims to work on skeletons too... But um... don't... go near there... they're trying to slide their apendages under the crack in the door so yeah..." And with that, he gestured for the newly arrived members to head inside. |
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Aku Soku Zan. Can I get a "Sieg Zeon"? Cibo canem domare potes... Pecunia hominem domare potes... Sed nemo et nihil Mibuis Lupos movere potest! | |
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| Digislave #2718281828459 | Sep 12 2005, 09:58 PM Post #14 |
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I can't believe everyone who applied has already posted. T_T _____________ It was a typical Saturday. Sunji woke up, ate breakfast, and went to the computer, in hopes that he won't rot his brain and lose soberness, which often happens for some reason. He went to the OP4K forum on Invisionfree, which he does pretty much everyday. He thought of all the surprises that would happen with his nakama today. Hangman, the word game, etc. So he logged in and, oh, it just wasn't a typical moment. ___________ And, I have to eat dinner now, but at least I started. |
http://overchasm.deviantart.com/ Wobbuffet from Creative Worlds [.net] and not by me. | |
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| SnowFlake | Sep 12 2005, 11:13 PM Post #15 |
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Random crew member (ie. cannon fodder)
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I apperantly appered actully landed in a house, I just happen to be in a house with the other members all I have to do is find them which could be like forever but yeah. I started to head for the voice ooc: G2g bibi |
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