When They Invaded....
2/25/2354-18:00
They have taken over. They ripped the earth apart, making room for their race. They kill are husbands, our wives, our children. They preserve some, torturing them; making them their slaves. We never thought this would ever happen; but, you already know this. Of course, we saw their raid in movies; they would come, we wouldn't be prepared, but we would still win back our planet, stripping their spices from the globe or just sending them back to where they came from. When they actually came, we weren't ready, but we are far from wining. We are closer to being defeated. We have, however, evolved. We have created stronger weapons; weapons that can actually do something to the invaders. We have trained ourselves, learning some of the ways of these creatures; figuring out was to avoid them. We have, on the wrong side, lost some of the things that we should have held on to; things that were important to the human race before they came. Trust, Love, and Loyalty. We have lost sight of these qualities. People are betraying others, for food, for shelter, for everything. They have left their loved ones behind, thinking that they would only slow the individual down. The invaders aren't the only ones leading us to destruction... Its asking to much to ask for you to defeat these creatures and save our world.... but I will ask you to survive; to meet each other and thrive with one another, whoever you are. Meet in New York City. On day twelve of the month twelve, when the air is cold and the streets are frosted over, meet in New York City. Meet and stay together....
Its your best chance of survival...
Your character finds this posted note, wherever they may be. Even if its scattered upon the ground or pasted on an abandoned house window, they find it and decide to travel to New York City.. to meet the others..
The Invaders:
The Invaders are about 7 feet tall with dark purple skin. They have huge jaws and they natural have slumped down shoulders. Their arms are long, almost touching the ground due to their slumped shoulders. The drool, a lot and breath fairly loudly. Even though they might appear very dumb-looking, they are rather intelligent. They have small nostrils, making there sense of smell lower than a humans. They are brutes, very strong. They aren't very quick however do not enjoy fire.
The Rules:
1. No God modding or Power playing.
2. You may curse, but you must (yes, Im going to be that person) add a '*' in as at least one of the letters. EX. D*mn
3. Im being completely open with what your character's weapon is. You can create it yourself, have your character be the only one that is able to use it, anything you want. BUT, It can not be "over powered". Your weapon CAN break. Your weapon CANNOT kill the Invaders instantly. Please understand that you character is human, so they can not possibly make an invincible weapon. (Unless you had Excalibur... but no one can ever get along with... Him...
4. Discussing the Follower: A Follower is just... a person or animal that you might be traveling with before the characters meet in New York. I am being completely open with this as well. Your Follower can be a person, dog, cat, monkey, hawk, whatever could be possibly trainable. Now, of course you cant have this huge a** tiger following you around everywhere so be reasonable. Note: YOUR FOLLOWER CAN DIE. And well.... I'm terribly sorry if they do... Tambien, Your character does not HAVE to have a Follower... I just wanted one myself so yeah....
5. A CHARACTER CAN NOT HAVE MAGIC OR SUPER POWERS! Your character is a ordinary human who has survived, up until now. He cant have some Harry Potter sh*t coming from his weapon. Please now this. Your character can, however, be a master of there weapon- that is perfectly okay.
6. Please, be kind. : ] No killing ones character if they say that they dont want the character to die...
The Forum:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Where They Are From (or where they spend the most time):
Weapon of Choice:
Followers (Might not have one):
History (Only if you want to):
Other:
My Forum:
Name: Aril
Gender: Male
Age:19
Appearance:
Where They Are From (or where they spend the most time): Has never really stayed in one place. The most time he ever stayed in one place was in Texas...
Weapon of Choice: Knife in "Appearance" picture above. Aril calls this knife "Abringon". There is nothing to special about the knife, only that there is small button on one side of the handle. When pushed, the knife extends, becoming more of a sword. This sword is super strong and curves around at the end of it.
Followers (Might not have one): Fang. Fang is given a command by Aril to "get ready to fight": Tin Hut. He then is given a command to attack: One. Fang never leaves Aril's side... no matter what.
History (Only if you want to): I have to go to bed so... nahh
Other: Hello...
If you have any questions about this thread at all... Please, Ask. : ] Thank you for considering on Joining..
RP Thread:..
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1895452.new#new
