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Post by The Lord on Oct 21, 2008 14:14:21 GMT -5
My Own Little Word
Fragment, is a piece of a planet called Hoth although it wanted to become independent, so the people of Fragment took years to build this bomb, that would burn there little peice of Hoth many of cillvilians died, so Fragment could become independent.
So finaly a Man called George who lived upon Fragment launched this bomb and they were independent.
All was going well untill people on the planet noticed they were moving towards the earths core, due to the gravity on there Solar System.
Fragment is slowly dragging toward the earths core, none of the residents know what to do.
YOUR JOB!!
You need to decide their destiny...
You can use.
Knifes
Bombs
Guns
You Can Kill Them?
You Can Help?
You can roleplay by being one of those Man on Hoth, and maybe even be a hero,..
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Post by Rojo on Oct 21, 2008 14:41:14 GMT -5
Dedrain Poulski grinned as he stared over the railing on the observation deck of the outpost he lived on. He was clad in heavy clothing to shield him against the snow; a full face mask with goggles, an enormous Smark-skinc coat that his mother had given him last year, which was practically made of pockets, tight-fitting jeans, large leather gloves and thick bear-skin boots.
The Earth loomed ever closer in the sky. Soon both worlds would collide, causing chaos throughout the Galactic Federation. And he had around a month to do something about it. He grinned.
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Post by The Lord on Oct 21, 2008 14:53:17 GMT -5
*The two planets crash together, yet know Fragment, and Hoth are together again, they become conjoined now people of Hoth, and Fragment are dying this is over 1thousand people.
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Post by The Lord on Oct 21, 2008 14:56:12 GMT -5
The King Of Hoth cired as he found people of fragment are on Hoth, and he was going to die. He grins as we watches people of Hoth killing people of Fragment. He suddenly he sees that his planet is looming over the earths core, and there going or die
OR NOT ?!
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Post by Golgoleth on Oct 22, 2008 10:39:55 GMT -5
Picking up my rifle a trod towards the nearby ruins, so few survivors, it was a terrible shame, the world was a now but a ruin among the wide universe.
Looking to the sky I only noticed a planet nearing ours, there was nothing I could do but seek revenge before this world turned to a great big pile of nothing.
Turning, I trod into my shack, as I was getting frostbite from these harsh polar regions.
I had go get started fast, instantly I grabbed my mask, carbine rifle, and pistol, food and a grenade or two, and set off south to seek my revenge on the cause of this apocalypse...
The king...
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Post by Golgoleth on Oct 22, 2008 10:41:25 GMT -5
OOC: excuse the spelling mistakes above, I quite frankly can't be bothered to force my self to log in.
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Post by Seven on Oct 22, 2008 11:50:32 GMT -5
Amidst the rubble, a lone figure, gaunt and angular, sits cross-legged beneath a small sapling with a single bloom. Ragged cloaks cover all but the person's bare hands and feet, shadows cast from the hood cover their visage. An ascetic, it appears to be. Their eyes are closed, seemingly in perfect peace in this pre-apocalyptic world. But suddenly, the person's hand suddenly reaches out like a cobra strike, taking hold of the hurried traveler. It was done in immaculate timing, so that the person would not lose balance and fall.
Without moving from the meditating position, the person asks with a crackling voice, "Where are you going, my son? There is no need to be in such a hurry--you threaten to leave God behind by moving so quickly." A faint smile played on the person's lips.
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Post by Rojo on Oct 23, 2008 9:27:57 GMT -5
Preparing provisions. Time to seek revenge on the sadist tyrant who had done nothing to stop this. Dedrain's small outpost that he had called home had been razed by the king's men. He had been out hunting at the time, but now he was speeding over the frozen wastes on what seemed to be a motorcycle with no wheels and a large semi-circle reaching behind tgo support the back. His rusted, run down Trekker 1-H2 that he had scavenged off a travelling merhcant.
The cold is whipping at his mask, and despite it, he was cold.
Dedrain could spot ruins some few miles ahead. As he drew near, he saw signs of more raiding. The King had never been happy with the Fragmenters ideas of breaking off from Hoth, but this was inhumane.
The Demolitions expert pulled up by the ruins and put his Trekker on standby. He slowly clambered off, pulling a rifle from the small compartment built into the side of the seat. He noticed two people and lifted the rifle.
"Stop! Don't move! Are you with the King!?"
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Post by The Lord on Oct 23, 2008 14:08:54 GMT -5
Yeah, i'm with the king. Deadren that annyoing village boy, he may not have been from Fragment, but I could tell the king he was and I would be in the kings goodbooks for a while if I hurt him, or killed him. . I pulled the stupid village boy by the throat, any last words I smiled. No, I wasn't going to kill him. He could work around my house. I was the Kings Second In Command. I never always agreed with the kings ideas, but killing the people of Fragment was one of his best ideas. I dragged Deadren into the caste he was struggling so much but I had alot more strengh then him, if the king saw I captured him, he would be even more pleased if I killed him. think the village boy deserives this.
I went into my house, I just live in it on my own. I let go on Deadren, quickly locking the doors so he could not escape.
"Right Deadren your from fragment, right?!"
He didn't sat anything. I can't wait till I show the king this, and even if he was from fragment, and I had made a mistake, it would make no odds, the king has always been quite gullable.
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Post by Seven on Oct 23, 2008 15:55:02 GMT -5
((Hey Lord, in your last post, are you controlling Dedrain, Rojo's character? Or did you introduce a new character named Deadren? I have to warn you that if it is the former statement, then you are severely god-moding, which is unacceptable in role playing. You cannot control another player's character in such a manner.))
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Post by Please on Oct 25, 2008 5:09:22 GMT -5
((Hey Lord, in your last post, are you controlling Dedrain, Rojo's character? Or did you introduce a new character named Deadren? I have to warn you that if it is the former statement, then you are severely god-moding, which is unacceptable in role playing. You cannot control another player's character in such a manner.)) Yeah, sorry about that I'm new to roleplaying, i'd prefer if you give me a little polite notice, and not a warning next time. I have told you I am new to roleplaying |
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