The Empty Lot- Now Open and Accepting

[Eternal_Slumberer]

Since I'm tired of people spamming this place of with pointless crap I have decided to try my hand at an actual thread. This is actually going to require some roleplaying so bear with me. And yes, I'll always be open to attack. That's why I'm posting this thread here.


1.)Table of Contents
2.)Introduction
3.)Rules
4.)Current Building Status
5.)Members
6.)Affiliates
7.)Art
8.)Black and White Lists
9.)Updates

[Eternal_Slumberer]

Introduction

It only takes a single pebble to cause many ripples throughout an entire pond.

This is the story of a single man with great ambitions. He lives and learns, and with what he learns he builds up both himself and others. It is his time to move on now, but he isn't the richest of people. Sure, he has enough money for weapons, transportation, food, fuel, etc. The neccessities. However, he wants something more. Starting an organization that could one day bring balance to this wretched world known as Gaia. Many have tried, but all have ultimately failed. With all that he has to his name, this young man is determined to make a difference everywhere he goes.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Aim: To bring balance to the world of Gaia by any means. Neither Good nor Evil shall have the upper hand.

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Rules

1.) We follow the Anti-Munch Project in this thread. Got it? Good.
2.) You are required to be, at the very least, semi-literate.
3.) My word is Law. End of discussion.
4.) I have the right to ban any person I wish. Don't complain if I do ban you because that will only end in a perma-ban.
5.) I have the option to add or remove any rules I see fit.

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Current Building Status

The current building status is...

Under Construction.

Under Construction- There is no real 'building'. Instead the area is simply a black van that Alexander lives in. It contains all of his belongings. It is his home and his only means of vehicular transportation. Alexander himself is building upon the land a small shack for more of a building.


Location: South of Barton Town in an empty lot

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Members

1.) Eternal_Slumberer: Leader- Alexander Amadeus Elgar Williams

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Affiliates

None yet crying

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Art

Nothing yet.

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Black and White Lists

Black List: If you wish to be put here then piss me off.

White List: If you wish to be put here, try to keep me happy for as long as possible.

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Updates

11/29/2008- Thread officially created. The skeletal structure has been set and is awaiting organs, tendons, nerves, and flesh!

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Alexander sat in the back of his van, a half-full water bottle in his hand, and looked at the work he'd done for the past several days. A ten foot deep pit stared at him, a shovel erected in the middle as a holding place for the tool. It was alot of digging, but it was worth the effort. His blistered hands stung from the continual work he'd put into his fancy hole, but things would pay off for him soon. In a few weeks he'd have a full foundation set. Then again, that was only if he were to be working by himself.

[Tacitus]

"Here." A man in a plain white tee with black jeans and scuffed up white tennis shoes was holding out a silver flask to Alexander in a hand that seemed too old to be on a man in his twenties. Where he had come from was relatively unclear as his approach had not made sound until he had spoken. The flask was filled not with alcohol but with a sweet concoction of lemons, sugar, and water that had been blessed prior to combining them. The golden fluid was even cold, possibly due to the odd pack the man wore on his back that looked as though it had an ice pack of sorts and could be worn in front like a vendor's tray. He nodded to the flask with a smile, "Need to keep your blood sugar up, especially after working all day. Also figure you could use some gloves, but I don't have any."

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Alexander accepted the flask. "Thanks. It'll be some time before this place truly stands like a real organization, but until then I'll keep fueling it with blood, sweat, and tears," he said as he unscrewed the top on the flask and took a swig of the sweet nectar within it. "You come out here often?" he asked as he replaced the cap and handed the man his flask back. It's not that he didn't want it, but it would be rather rude to keep it.

[Tacitus]

The man merely shrugged as he took the flask back to place it in the back pocket of his jeans with that same skeletal hand. He leaned against the frame of the van, "I wander a lot. I've been known to walk all across Barton and beyond. I sell my Holy Lemonade™ to big crowds when I find 'em. Its a good enough living for a guy with nowhere to go."

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"Sounds like quite the extistence....wait, did you say Holy Lemonade™? What's so Holy about it?" he asked in disbelief. How could lemonade ever be Holy?

[Tacitus]

He scratches his head, "Most people can usually taste the Holy. Are you sure you didn't taste any Holy? Its mostly just lemon concentrate and holy water, with a few special touches of my own."