Maniacal World Makeover [No Pm][Now Accepting!][T]

In a world, there are often many types of people, in todays society we can pick out the three main types, Goody-two-shoes type, Neutrality, and the Trouble Makers. Pretty soon, as time went by, the three main groups of people became tribes. But with tribes, usually comes Genocide.

Jacob Vlad: Ah, this world would be so much better, if there were whole lot more trouble makers.

Of course, the listeners were shocked.

Ariel Wyvernia: Absurd! You cannot believe how hard we have tried to stop the trouble maker's evil ways.

Suddenly, riots began tearing the world apart, and the world is now the way it is.



So, for this story, may pick one of three sides, the Goody Two-Shoes (ones who try and stop the trouble makers, the Neutrality (in-betweeners) and the trouble makers (the bad boys and girls.


Next post will include a list of Pre-Made characters and the skeleton of the character sheet.

This message was edited by Reno_the _turk_ff7 on Oct 26 2004.

Character Sheet:

Name:
Side: (Neutrality, Goody Two-Shoes, or Trouble Makers.)
Race: (Be Creative)
Age:
Gender:
Weapons: (Anything that causes damage is acceptable.)
Prized Possesions: (Anything that does not cause damage, and is of Great Importance to the owner, such as, Family Treasures, Amulets. However, Possesions can also include things meant as a useful tool, for eg. a bag of marbles, which can prove useful.
Fighting Style: (Optional)
Bio:
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:



Pre-Made Characters: These are vital to the RP. After a certain number of created characters are created, I will start to accept Pre-Made characters only, then when all the Pre-Made charaters are taken, I might allow one or two custom characters, then the RP is full.
Things left blank are up to you to fill.

Main Pre-Made Characters:


Name: Jacob Vlad
Side: Trouble Makers
Race: Human, with a touch of insanity.
Age:
Gender: Male
Weapons:
Prized Possesions:
Fighting Style:
Bio: Leader of the Trouble Makers, after the perfect beheading of the school principal of Harvard. A CastleVania freak, said to enjoy beheadments after watching gory movies.
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:

Name: Ariel Wyvernia
Side: Goody Two-Shoes
Race: Angel
Age:
Gender: Female
Weapons:
Prized Possesions:
Fighting Style:
Bio: Leader of the Goody Two-Shoes after saving the lives of many innocent, and donating to the Good Samaritons daily!
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:

Name: User Name
Side: Neutrality
Race: Robot
Age:
Gender:
Weapons:
Prized Possesions:
Fighting Style:
Bio: Leader of the Neutrality, programmed in Frankestein's birthplace.
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:

Secondary Pre-Made Characters:



Name: Kenji Suzuki
Side: Goody Two-Shoes
Race:
Age:
Gender:
Weapons:
Prized Possesions:
Fighting Style: Adapted from FFX, he wields a sword and performs many acrobatic flips and jumps, killing the enemy after impact.
Bio: A Final Fantasy and Dynasty Warrior freak.
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:




Name: Cody Kenzki
Side: Trouble Makers
Race:
Age:
Gender:
Weapons: Katana
Prized Possesions: Suction Cups, Magnets, and many Spy gadgets.
Fighting Style:
Bio: Of Japanese origin, trained in the arts of stealth and ninjitsu.
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:


Name: Nightmare Cadence
Side: Trouble makers
Race:
Age:
Gender:
Weapons:
Prized Possesions:
Fighting Style: Assasin type combat, ninjitsu.
Bio: Hired as an assasin for Jacob Vlad, is after Ariel Wyvernia.
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:




This message was edited by Reno_the _turk_ff7 on Oct 26 2004.

This message was edited by Reno_the _turk_ff7 on Oct 26 2004.

same here
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Name: Chip
Side: Neutrality
Race: Irish Elf
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Weapons: Spire Lance: The tip of a very sharp stone spire put on a hilt. It is emblazone with many jewels.
Prized Possesions: The Amulet Of the Grand Spire (ensures his reign over citiznes of the great spire in teh northern part of the Neutrality base.
Fighting Style: He utilizes the art of jousting and fencing for battle.
Bio: Unknown
Appearance: Short, green eyes, black hair, wears white,
Personality: Almost non-existent

Name: Ariel Wyvernia
Side: Goody Two-Shoes
Race: Angel
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Weapons: A thin and incredibly ornate sword. Its blade made of an indestructable platinum alloy that shines icy blue and is ingraved with the runes for life and healing. The hilt is made of a very lightweight unknown metal the color of pewter, and is set with a large sapphire pommel stone.
Prized Possessions: Her sword and a small jeweled bracelet she wears. She believes it to give her courage.
Fighting Style: Sword slashes involving both speed and force. She is a very quick and agile fighter.
Bio: Leader of the Goody Two-Shoes after saving the lives of many innocents and performing numerous selfless deeds.
Appearance: She is of medium height. Her long hair is a slightly golden brown and is quite wavy. Her eyes shine hazel and are always filled with warmth. Ariel wears a tailor-made dress in different shades of blue that hugs her curves. It is quite low cut and has long sleeves. She wears no shoes. Her feathery wings are a moonlit silver. Set between her eyebrows is a tiny, round diamond that appears to be there only for decorative purposes.
Personality: Although always willing to give help where it is needed, she is not completely pure and innocent. She just wants for all of the tribes to get along, and she's willing to do almost anything to make it that way.
Font Color: Silver

This message was edited by Wolf_Fang_Eternal on Oct 27 2004.

Is this present day or midevil? *Hopes present day*

Name: Smikals Jeofreddy
Side: Trubble Makers
Race: Orc Man
Age: 30
Gender:
Weapons: A rapid fire shotgun( if we can have guns), pole axe, and a boomerang.
Prized Possesions: His muscles, his loyalty, and his narcissism
Fighting Style: Wrestling, bouncer, Kick-boxing.
Bio: Smikals was born and raised for trubble. He constantly picked on everyone. He couldn't picked on anyone because he was bigger than them. He's a bully in its best form. And anyone, neutral or goody two shoes, will get hit if he feels like it. When you see Smikals, think of a funeral home.
Appearance:
Personality: Ultimate Menace.
Other: Not at the moment.


This message was edited by Studly Cannon on Oct 27 2004.

Chip the elf strolled through the town, watching those winged good-two-shoes beating up trubble makers with their whips and beating sticks. While trubble makers ran around with a flame thrower and a chainsaw, all this nonsense on one channel of the T.V, how wonderful.

Chip smiled then there was a knock on the door, "Whos there?"

"Federal Peeps reportin'"

"Oh no! There after me lucky charms!"

Chip went to the door and opened it, there he met some big + bad trubble makers.

Chip was astonished, "How the hell did you get all the way from Trubble land to Neutrality island?"

The trubble makers did not reply, instead they shouted, "Trick!"

The teens rushed in, chainsawing the portrait of Mona Lisa, burning the one picture of that guy, and stealing from the fridge.

Chip was angry, "What's going on!"

The teens had settled in the coach, "any popcorn, elf dude?"

Chip screamed, "Get Out!!! Outt!!"

Chip started swinging at the teens with his broom, then marbles got in his way.

"Damn slippery hazards," Chip muttered and fell down.

The teens escaped out the window, smashing the beautiful sand-blasted decorations.

"Oh no!!! My glass-art!!! Damn trubble makers, there every where! I need to contact the Angels over at Goody Isle."

Ariel looked absentmindedly at her wrist. Her bracelet was gone.

"I wonder where I left it this time," Ariel said, silently sighing to herself. She stood up and began searching her house for it. Her house seemed so quiet and empty.

"So lonely..." she said, thinking out loud. She sighed again. "I suppose it's fitting, as it is MY house..." Her eyes filled with sadness as she once more felt the aching pain of loneliness swallow her heart. She had given so much of herself, and everyone was always grateful to her. But she wanted something else. She wanted love. Someone to hold her when she shivered in the middle of the night.

"No one will ever see me as anything more than..." she looked back at her wings and tears filled her beautiful eyes, "an angel. No one will ever see me as a person." A single tear hit the floor, then she shook her head angrily.

"I shouldn't even care about this." She frowned, her bracelet was nowhere to be found. Then she distinctly heard a loud crash, it sounded like the shattering of glass, and felt someone's pain hit her.

"Trouble-makers!" she growled angrily. Buckling her sword around her slender waist, she ran out her door and took flight. Soaring to where she thought it had come from, she saw that she was flying over Neutrality Island. Looking down, she saw an elf looking sadly at a pile of shattered glass. Ariel landed beside him. She smiled at him and nodded at the glass.

"What happened here?" she asked the elf.