Situation Role playing game
Alright guys I'll tell you what happens.
Sign up a character on this form: Full name: Age: Sex: Job: Once 5 people have signed up (you can sign up 2 characters at the most) I will post a situation, which you guys will have to act out using your character(s). So say the situation was, a kid is trapped in the river, one of the characters might be a superhero. So that person who plays the superhero would probabally say: "Mega man puts his hand through the water and grabs the kid." But you don't have to do that. You can say, "Megaman sits back and laughs as the kid drowns". It's up to you. So sign up! |
God dammit! 12 Hours and STILL! NOBODY HAS SIGNED UP !!
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What the hell is going on? Sign sign!!!
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ok, ok...
Full name: Mark (he's low-ranking, he's lucky to have 1 name) Species: Slig Age: 5 Sex: Male Job: Unemployed (formerly: newscaster, before that other b****d stole his job) to speed this thing up i'll do another one... Full name: Jack Chapson Species: Mudokon Age: 17 Sex: Male Job: Senior tea-poorer at Alf's (formerly a worker at SS Brewery & SS addict) BTW: i'll be @ my dad's from l8r today till sunday, i'll try my best to get online at least 1ce a day... [ August 28, 2001: Message edited by: Gluk Schmuck ] |
Name: Vile Sherman
Age: 17 Sex: Male Job: Professional Alcoholic |
name: Kissaru
Age: 17 Sex: male Job: Scrab hunter |
Dammit I should have said this earlier. You have to tell me their species! ;)
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Name: Tassie
Species: Mudokon Age: 16 Sex: Female Job: Repairman(woman?) And, just for fun... Name: Unula Species: Slig Age: 8 Sex: Female Job: Employee at Rent-a-roomie Service |
I am willing to play your game!!
name: Snork species: Paramite age: 2 Job: Paramites dont have jobs, now do they? Commence the game!! :D [img]c:\jory\mylogo.jpg[/img] (check out my pretty new banner!  " |
Alright! Everyone who has signed up can join in.
Situation: Alfs rehab and tea is going to explode! :eek: What do you do? (don't tell me what you would do, act it out) [ August 29, 2001: Message edited by: General Drippik ] |
"MY DEAR GOD!!" Snork the paramite screams, in his own native tongue. "This danish has cream in it!!" he throws it away. :p
He scuttles off for some tea, and maybe a mudokon or two. The people at Alf's don't have very strong weapons... Hey... why are they all running? Oh, why did i let down that "English as a fourteenth language" class? STUPID Snork, STUPID!! why, oh why? ok... others can begin now. :D |
Good, good, you obviously get the picture!
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name: tohan
date of birth: 24/3/68 sex: he is male half female job: mutant terrorist speicies: giant high status slig sits back and says when is the missile i fired going to hit alfs rehab and tea i hope it is soon or i will have to blow it up myself [ September 29, 2001: Message edited by: director phleg ] |
Tassie and Unula watches ARAT.
Unula: Too bad, I liked that place. Tassie: Yup, especially the tea... Unula thinks. Unula: Oh my Odd!!! I left my suitcase in there!!! Unula sits down and cries. Tassie runs around in circles trying to find water. |
Great! You guys are good....
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Full name: Shlig And Shlong
Species: Slig Age: 20 Sex: Male Job: Security Guard *Is on a rush from all the tea* "Shlig-Wuagh! Wuagh! *BS* *SMO BS* *Laughs*" "Shlong-Everyone left man!" *Breaks some glasses, then looks out the window at the loud noise* "Shlig-Ooooh! Magic Missle!" He sees a suitcase, and grabs it. Then runs around looking for more tea... |
(OOC: i'm back from my dad's...back to my sweeeeeeeeet PS1...*kisses PS1*)
Jack: Holy sh*t, i gotta get outta here! *runs* Mark: HEY!, *looks at badge*, Jack...i ordered some tea half-an-hour ago Jack: the whole place is gonna blow! you'd better get out of here... Mark: i'd like to talk to your supervisor... loud clunking sound is heard from the bowels of Alf's Mark: *runs* Jack: *chases after him* Where's my f***ing tea! (OOC: ahhhhhh, i keet getting their names wrong) |
Good, keep going.
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Snork begins dashing about wildly. Obviously, paramites aren't all that common here... :(
"HELLO?" He begins screaming (or hissing, whichever you prefer...) desperately. "Can ANYONE hear me? What in odd's name is going on? PLEASE answer me!!" All the mudokons running in terror from the impending blast quickly begin running franically in several directions, from both the hissing paramite near them and the missile looming darkly in the sky. Some, as a result of Snork's presence, stop thinking rationally for a moment and run closer to Alf's for a moment, stop, and turn back around. Assuming it was a charity run for one of the mudokon's various needs, Snork step through the door to Alf's. "More tea for me!" he says under his breath, though quite loudly. He stops at the closest abandoned table and sips some tea. He doesn't notice the wired slig with a suitcase, though. All right. That was imaginative enough, i think...  (note i really did mean to say wired, not weird... just clearing it up.) |
Shlig/Shlong watches them run.
Shlig: Hey! You forgot your tea! Shlong: *Chucks it, hits Jack* Shlig: *talks to self* Now that wasn't very nice, was it? Shlig opens the breifcase to reveal... |
"GAAH!!" screams Snork as he is splattered with scalding hot tea.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" he hisses. He just hopes these odd sligs understand... |
(yeah I changed my name, this is still Shlig and Shlong. I was so used to UBB I didn''t notice the incorect name. I fixed it.)
Shlig sees in the suitcase the book: HOW TO LISTEN TO ANY LANGUAGE IN 3.2 AND A HALF SECONDS! He reads a little, and tries talking to the Paramite. "Shlong(ParamiteSpeak)-Hey." "Shlig-How the fu- Hey! I didn't know you could speak that! I had to read the book!" "Shlong(English) I think its the tea." |
"Finalee! Someone understands me!!" shouts the rejuvinated Snork, eyeing the book in
Shlig's hand, and the famous Extra-Green tea in Shlog's. "What in the hell's going on?" |
Shlong-Hell If I know.
Shlig- Its the bomb. Shlong-What bomb?! Shlig-*Points to the missle comming at Alf's* That one I think. Shlig/Shlong and Snork(in ParamiteSpeak)- OH MY ODD! IT'S COMMING RIGHT FOR US! |
*sigh*
"Somehow, I knew i would die young..." The missile begins to turn to an angle at this point. At this trajectory, it won't be long until impact. Of course, Snork has always gotten F's in his nonexistent physics class, and simply responds, "RUN!!" |
Jack: Alf's gonna be pissed!
*runs* Mark: *runs & nocks people out of his way* Missile: *Smashes into Alf's & dosen't explode* Jack: huh? (OOC: hmmm, what's gonna happen next?) |
Snork breaks into a run from the impending explosion, which he is shocked to find
doesn't happen... So shocked, in fact, that he doesn't notice the large hill in front of him. "Gah!!" Snork gasps as he smashes into the hill and spirals into a backwards roll, and lands on his back. It's only then he notices the missile hanging out of the roof at an unfortunate 45 degree angle. "What's going on?" he clicks as he rolls back to his feet. As a state of alarm ends and a state of irritated confusion begins, some paramites are prone to sudden, wild movement. Snork begins a sprint back to his favorite café. I dont want to make drastic changes in the plot, so someone go next, give me ideas for what to do. :p :p :p |
BANG!!!
Mark: f**k! Jack: hmmm, seems it must've been on a timer... *calls Alf on his mobile* there's been a slight problem at the Rehab... a missile blew it up... heard from phone at upto 1.5 kilometers away: ******************** Mark: i haven't heard language like that since i was a kid! *sighs* i miss my mum... (OOC: have i killed anyone? BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) [ September 04, 2001: Message edited by: Gluk Schmuck ] |
Finally, the explosion
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Thru the rubble, rustling is heard...
Shling - Ow my friggen head... Shlong - Buddy, what happened? standing up, and wiping off the rubble, they look around and notice the missle, still intact... It wasn't the missle that blew up... Shlong - Dude, I am NEVER drinking here again. Tea gives me gas. |
"oohh..." murmurs Snork the paramite as he
pulls himself from the rubble and dust from the blast. He gives a long, heaving cough (if paramites can cough) and begins to walk near the crater left by the blast, but is repelled by a horrendous smell... So, he calls from a distance, "Is that it?" Not as a symbol of masculinity, of course, but as not ready for another, most likely larger, blast. Paramites are greatly frigh- tened by explosions these days, as it's been a while since the incident with the "BOOM" machine. "No more tea for me." he says as the smell begins to fade away. He cautiosly steps nearer and nearer to the site, trying to make out the text on the side. The downside to being a paramite: bad vision. Of course, he can't read english anyway, but, still, he guesses. "What happened?" he says calmly once he is close enough to Shling & Shlong... |
Do you guys want to keep going? I'll post another situation soon.
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(OOC: this one's been milked dry...)
Mark: *gets out gun and starts shooting people* (OOC: hurry up before people start dieing) |
"Oh... so you guys have sparklers?" responds
the unkowing Snork. "Lemme see!" he yells as he jumps through the air and tackles Mark playfully. ___________________________________________________________________ :eek: I wasn't prepared for a shooting... |
Oh... i almost forgot...
we can start a new situation or keep going, I don't care. I usually reply twice a day, except Saturday and Sunday. |
Mark: hey, get off me...
*takes a few steps back* hehehe *aims gun* *starts shooting* (OOC: you'd better get running... hurry up, General Drippik, i'm getting bored) |
Shling And Shlong are laughing, which gets everyones attention. There is a fire where Alf's used to be. The Tea machine still works, and Shling/Shlong are lighting farts. They see Mark fire at their new friend.
Shlong: Time to repostition and reload. Shling laughs, then gets him another tea. Shlong: Ready, Aim, FIRE! A big fireball comes out of Shling/Shlong and sets Mark on fire. |
Mark: ow, heeeeelp...
*runs away* |
Blood sprays in all directions as several
bullets pierce Snork's soft hide. He does a sloppy, unintentional back flip and sags to the floor. X_X; ____________________________________________________________________________ Well, that's the end of Snork... This was too fun to stop now. Come on, Dripik! POST POST POST!! |