Shadow of the Fallen Posted May 27, 2004 Author Share Posted May 27, 2004 OOC: Gives a good solid backhand to Chunky Moose, "quiet you, what they don't know can't hurt me." Now back to business, stop going OOC and resume your roleplaying. I'm gona be sending out a few PMs soon as I have time enough to do so, gona see if I can bolster the number of players here.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MDRud216 Posted May 28, 2004 Share Posted May 28, 2004 sorry about this but another ooc: you may not like this either, I was kind of mad and I pmed all the players who don't post... er sorry that I didn't tell you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadow of the Fallen Posted May 28, 2004 Author Share Posted May 28, 2004 Yay!! Er.. scuse that, MDRud, WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DOING THINGS FOR ME!! GET BACK TO ROLEPLAYING! (yes, I am that lazy atm, and I really need you guys to get back on topic.. I'm surprised the hell bird has not honed in on this OOC tangent and eliminated the possible threat to the MWSource forums! I would think he shouldn't have to!!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Samurai Orc- Ken Ralliman Posted May 29, 2004 Share Posted May 29, 2004 ::ehem::OOC: ya, um... ok sorry about the frequent. er um... non-frequent postageness, but i've been real busy doing other stuff(which i will not mention at the moment). So.... here it is, a post! IC(that's right): Kar finds himself walking quickly through the streets of town. He turns and looks back only once, towards his training school. Last night there was another attempt at assassination(the third just this month) by a rivaling swordsmanship of his father's. They were after the the money Kar had inherited from his father, and the Blood Whym, the family sword. He always took them out easily with the sword they were after, but they seemed to be attacking more frequent lately. He stopped to think, but quickly shrugged the thought off, and continued through the streets, with no real destination. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadow of the Fallen Posted June 3, 2004 Author Share Posted June 3, 2004 Well, is this going to continue? Or would you rather I had a moderator lock this and let it sink into the oblivion of the achives? I don't think my creative juices are flowing the right way with this one, if you all want to stop because of the lack of developed plot, you have my leave to do so. Let me know and I will see to it that there is not another Shadow of the Fallen RPG until I have a complete idea that I can run with. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MDRud216 Posted June 3, 2004 Share Posted June 3, 2004 ooc: no, the only reason things are going slowely is that I don't think there are enough playery or not all of them are posting plus I am running out of ideas with the whole pirate thing, so I am making a change IC, and just for laughs if you find it funny I stumbled upon my sign up sheet for this RP and saw that my name is Jone, not Jaun... the Jamacan or australian or wherever jaun came from. IC: Jone opened his mouth to address the man that Julius had pointed out when the tavern doors burst open, a haggard man was in the doorway. "Hey, Thats Jone! a damned pirate who radied my ship up north, Jone stutters as all heads turn towards him, with an inconspicous motion (at first) he draws the longsword from the unseen sheath on his back, hidden in furs. he runs at the newcommer and thrusts the blade through his gut with an upward angle, the blade exiting in the upper back. Jone withdrew and ran panicked out the door after whispering these words in the mans ear: "I should have killed you as you swam for land you old fool, I thought you would freeze." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chunky_Moose Posted June 3, 2004 Share Posted June 3, 2004 OOC: LOL!! The easiest way to break a plot, START A BIG PUNCH-UP!!!! IC: Julius was stunned for a moment by Jone's actions but quickly regained his self-control. Julius watched as his new 'friend' was chased outside into a corner and leapt at by burly-looking sailors. Although knowing that he should avoid the confrontation, or at least help the majority, Julius ignored his instincts (OOC: mainly because he doesn't want to start a PvP) and punched the nearest sailor in the nose. The man collapsed as blood gushed out from his broken nose and Julius waded into the fight as he had so often done in the distant lands of the East. However, the thrill of a fight began to overcome Julius. No longer content with merely helping his friend with his fists, he drew his broadsword and hacked the arm of a nearby sailor. Meanwhile, the sailor that Julius had pointed out earlier, who had managed to keep out of the fight, drew a shining silver dagger and crept towards the fight with a frown on his face. He stepped closer to the flailing, blood-covered - his own blood as well as the blood of others - figure of Julius and raised high his dagger. Julius turned just in time to see the sailor thrust the dagger deep into another sailor's skull who had just been about to stab Julius through the chest. This new ally drew his cutlass and slashes his way to Julius and began to speak while parrying and slashing at the sailors all around them. OOC: maybe this is a bit extreme but hey, u said this was getting boring Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MDRud216 Posted June 3, 2004 Share Posted June 3, 2004 The fight built up, the tension groeing and building up, at last only one man stood between Jone and the docks... his head rolled down the shallow slope into the surf. At the mans death Jone pushed the still standing decapitated body to the side and ran towards a small fishing boat, cutting the ropes and jumping aboard Jone rushes into the small yurt like indoor section of the boat, where a small fisherman lie petrified, probobly curled up in here since the 2nd or third splash of blood Jone thought. He picked the small and feeble old man up and tossed him into the surf below fairly gently as the man was completely innocent. Jone braced his feet on the dock, clasping the side of the boat with his hands and pushed off as Julius and another man ran up the dock toward him. Jone pointed out a nearby fishermans boat silently. A band of Gaurds was now rushing down from the main road of Everend. ooc: now, didn't we excite things a little bit? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadow of the Fallen Posted June 3, 2004 Author Share Posted June 3, 2004 OOC: If it is your will, carry on.. Theres not much to break at this point and, uh.. never mind, I'll just keep my mouth shut about that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MDRud216 Posted June 3, 2004 Share Posted June 3, 2004 no you wont shadow, spill it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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