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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:38 am
This RP can be lit, or semi-lit you choose ^_^
As you jackin to the matrix, the world around you seems to fade away and the virtual world quickly loads around you. You (Your Matrix Avatar) is standing inside a virtual room. There is a window, looking out you can see the hustle and bustle of the busy matrix.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 12:32 pm
 I sat down on my bed and got myself comfortable. I reached for the data cord on my nightstand and plugged it in to the data jack behind my ear. I jacked into the Matrix.
White data stream circled the area as my Matrix Avatar (Dark Angel) appeared, standing in the middle of the room.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 7:22 pm
Hello, sorry to break the rp a bit, but do you want us to stick to the movie as much as possible, or just go with it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:40 am
Hehe I should be more clear. This isnt about the movie at all. all the matrix is is the internet. like virtual reality. it has everything imaginable, kinda like the internet now but more virtual and more wireless. ((sorry havnt seen the movie in a long while..so i dont know it im explaining what your thinking))
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:10 pm
Profile -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Scarp (In the matrix Pracs) Age: 21 (In the matrix 200) Height: 6'0" Favorite Food: Pizza Favorite saying: Death is only the beginning Weapons: A sword made of a highly dense white metal Weakness: Anything insanely evil
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:35 pm
I wake up, drink some Mountain Dew and jack into the matrix. I then become Pracs, the angel, and I start my daily routine. I watch over people, I save people from near death contingencies and I make a list of all evil I see. I then see a girl, flying in the sky and when I try to fly over to meet her, my jack messes up and I end up out of the matrix. I hurry and fix it, but when I jack back in, she already was gone.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:12 am
Today is a good day, Micheal thought as he grabbed his expensive wireless jack and plugs in. He doesn't really need a wireless jack, of course, but it is nice and useful when he wants to soak in the tub and mess around in the Matrix. Micheal..isn't that bright.
So he jacks into his avatar named Thobbo. Thobbo is a man who sells grilled cheese sandwiches on the street. All pseudo day long he longs to do something more than sell sandwiches.. but that is all Micheal made him for. At least.. until something big happened to Thobbo the Cheeser.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 9:00 am
'This is boring' I thought to myself. I walked out the door and into the hustle and bustle of the Matrix. I walked for a while and came across a grilled cheese sandwich vender. "Hey" she said with a smile
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:19 pm
Thobbo looks at the Angel before him.
"Hello. Nice wings. Care for a sandwich? I have grilled chedder, pepperjack, provalone, muenster, swiss, montery, velveeta, and a few others. If you want something special, I can do a ham and cheese, or bacon and cheese."
Thobbo smiles cheerfully at the person in front of him. He also wonders who this person is. Most people spend all day flying around doing great deeds. People generally ignore a simple vendor.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:00 pm
I was told to be relaxed when I jack in. So I sit down at my old computer chair, with a cold soda in one hand and the jack in the other. I move my hand to the back of my ear and "jack in" as they like to call it. I closed my eyes and re-open them and I'm no longer in my apartment I was sitting at a red light on a R-6 looks to be modded with a 750 motor. and my clothes well I was wearing a gray sleeveless shirt and a pair of black denim jeans. Looks to be my normal clothing. After a few seconds of looking around the light turned green and I was off hitting sixty in about nine seconds could have been ten.
As I crused down the streets of the matrix I noticed a grilled cheese stand and someone with wings as well, shacking my head in disbelief of what I just saw and quickly brought my attention back to the street, a little to late. Red light cars turning and well no more bike.
((sorry over did it. Just wanted my first post to be a good one.))
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