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 Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:32 pm
"Jamie! Jamie!" Alex came bouncing up the steps of the small house by the seaside.
The girl Alex was talking to lifted her head. "What's up?" She asked. She pushed her glasses up her nose.
Alex held up a large egg shaped black rock. It had a sheen to it, and seemed to suck all the light around it into itself. Jamie felt a chill go down her spine. She shuddered, and turned her attention to Alex's excited eyes.
"Where did you get it?" She asked.
"By the beach." Alex replied.
"What is it?" She continued.
"A rock." Alex blinked.
"Looks like an egg to me." Jamie looked at it.
"Its too big to be an egg!" Alex snapped.
"Just saying..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:52 pm
The Protector will meet it at Dusk
The creature is called the Basilisk
The warrior will protect them from that day on
While the Assassin plans to make things wrong
Undercover goes the Lover
To make the good one go under the covers
The Teacher will split into two
Retain her old self and one new
The Basilisk will grow, and you will know
The outcome will itself show.
Roles
The Teacher
is the sister of
The Warrior
is the enemy of
The Assassin
who is trying to kill
The Protector
is the sibling of
The Ally
who has fallen for
The Lover
who dislikes
The Friend
The Sides:
Pro-Basilisk[ Neutral ]Anti-Basilisk
The Protector [The Friend]The Assassin
The Teacher [The Ally] The Mentor
The Warrior [] The Lover
The Protector:
The main person the Prophesy revolves around. They protect the basilisk, plain and simple. They cannot be separated from it, it must always remain within ten feet of the Protector. If one is to slay the Basilisk, one must slay the Protector, but The warrior is going to stand in the way.
The Teacher/The Mentor
They teach the Protector and the basilisk how to survive, they know of the prophecy, and have known of their destiny since the egg hatched. Along with the Mentor, their alter ego, they are to teach everyone their role in the prophecy. The Mentor's role in the prophecy is very similar to the Teacher's, as they are both the same person, although different personalities, The Teacher is Pro Basilisk, the Mentor Anti-Basilisk. They teach the respective sides their roles.
The Warrior
The guardian of the Protector. They stay by the Protector throughout the course of their life, and often is The Protector's childhood friend. They are a master of markmanship and hand-to-hand combat.
The Assassin
The Assassin's role is to kill The Protector and the Basilisk, it is not said whether or not The Assassin succeeds, it depends on the time of day, what month it is, whether its rainy or sunny, or if the Protector is pissed off and on their period.
The Lover
The Lover's role is to seduce the Protector, and weaken their defenses. Although whether or not the Lover actually loves anyone isn't mentioned in the Prophesy.
The AllyThe Friend
The Ally and The Friend are variables in the prophecy. And by 'variables' I mean, they aren't IN the prophecy. They are just in the wrong place in the wrong time, or just plain won't get out of the way of the bullet.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 8:00 pm
The Plot. Sarah has a rock. Rock is Egg. Egg hatches. Basilisk is born. People learn of Basilisk, and get powers. People decide to do something about Basilisk. Two people are just wondering what's happening. RP starts, stuff happens. The Rules. On Post Length: FOUR SENTENCES On Prettying up: NO On cybering: HECK NO On Godmodding: Oh don't get me started! On PMing Profiles:Subject line 'Cockatrice' On If you've read and understood these rules: use the word: candy somewhere in your profile On Romance: encouraged, but keep it PG-13 or lower On following the TOS: FANTASTIC! On posting: once a week... AT LEAST. If you're going to kill off another character, make sure its ok with the other RPer first, The GM can override this rule, and kill off a character if the puppeteer hasn't posted in a while. There will probably be fighting involved, but be fair. Actually, put the word 'homework' in your profile I can add rules! Put something from your previous RPs in your profile, and if I remember RPing with you, you don't have to do this. Don't swear every other word, occasionally is fine Actually, the subject line should be 'Chamber' 1st Break: warning 2nd Break: character injured in some way. 3rd Break: Suspension from RP for a certain amount of time 4th break: character killed off The Skeleton. [b][i][color=red][align=center]{Name}[/color][/i][/b][/align]
[align=center][b][color=orange]Hey, I’m the:[/b] {label}[/color][/align]
[align=center][b][color=yellow]And I'm [/b]{age: 14-17}[/color][/align]
[align=center][b][color=green]…You’re actually touching that?[/b] {likes}[/color][/align]
[align=center][b][color=aqua]I mean, you can touch this…[/b] {dislikes}[/color][/align]
[align=center][b][color=blue]Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me.[/color][/b][/align]
[align=center]{pic}[/align]
[align=center][b][color=purple] I’m really[/b] {one word personality}[/color][/align]
[color=violet][align=center][size=9][i]I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can...[/i] {power}[/align][/size][/color]
[align=center][b]And I’ve named the voice in my head…[/b]
{username}[/align][/color]
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 8:06 pm
Ladies {Jamie Anna Robinson} Hey, I’m the: {The Ally} And I'm {15} …You’re actually touching that? {My candy, my music, my piano, my guitar, my STUFF.} I mean, you can touch this… {My homework, my spinach, the ten-year-old brat that lives next door.} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me. I’m really {strange} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {control fire} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{meganargetlam} {Alexis Sandra Johnson} Hey, I’m the: {Warrior} And I'm {17} …You’re actually touching that? {me, boyfriend, chocolate, coffee, puzzles, my whip} I mean, you can touch this… {homework, babysitat kids, brats that live next door and throw water balloons into the parties} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me. I’m really {level-headed} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {blow things up with my mind} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{Asinaharume} {Jane Linda Johnson/Joanna Phoebe Pool} Hey, I’m the: {Teacher/Mentor} And I'm {16} …You’re actually touching that? {My snake! My hair elastics! My homework!} I mean, you can touch this… {HER! The... other me... artificially flavored chocolate candy} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me.  Joanna  Jane I’m really {odd} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {move things with my mind} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{meganargetlam} {Suzumi Oonishi} Hey, I’m the: {The Friend} And I'm {14} …You’re actually touching that? {books, music, poetry,painting, other stuff} I mean, you can touch this… {math homework, pink, carrots} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me. I’m really {Nice} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {teleport} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{Aurora_Wilkes} Ayama K Lister Hey, I’m the: {Assassin} And I'm {17} …You’re actually touching that? {My books? My food? MY WEAPONS!} I mean, you can touch this… {Well I guess anything that i don't like oh and really i hate homework.} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me. {  } I’m really {Feisty} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {disappear} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{Rakashi Uchiha}
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 8:07 pm
Gentlemen [Alexander Shiels Robinson} Hey, I’m the: {The Protector} And I'm {17} …You’re actually touching that? {My blade, Gold brand. My family pendant, the last remnant of my parents. And my hand, please, don't even get close.} I mean, you can touch this… {Basically anybody who will slow me down.} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me. {  } I’m really {Serious} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {Manipulate the wind.} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{Durban59} Candy Cane xd {Altair la-ahad} Hey, I’m the: {Lover} And I'm {16} …You’re actually touching that? {my sword,dagger,throwing knives, and hidden blade are off limits as is my clothing...don't touch my mask} I mean, you can touch this… {everything I have i like now leave less i decide to put my blade to your throat} Actually, don’t touch anything, here’s a picture of me. {  } I’m really {loner} I'm not supposed to tell anyone this...but I can... {manipulate shadows in many ways} And I’ve named the voice in my head…
{I didn't name him but he calls himself Thunder-king01}
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 1:36 pm
Jamie made a move to the seat by the window. She hated plane rides, HATED them. She sat down, as her brother sat down in the same row. They were flying back from vacation, and back to boring old-
The rock flashed into her mind, yeah... boring. Jamie felt a sense of foreboding settle over her. Her brother was insane, keeping that rock on a shelf above his head. Someday that rock would roll off the shelf, and crush Alex's skull.
Jamie regretted that thought instantly. She sunk into her seat and pulled out her homework. Goodbye Caribbean, hello Dixie.
Joanna grinned as she looked in the mirror. Brand new day, and she was finally out. She knew what she had to do, and she had to tell the other people about it.
Joanna's grin disappeared and Jane came out. Jane stared at her reflection, and wondered aloud. "Who am I telling?"
The pictures flashed through her mind. The Protector and the Warrior. She had to go to them, and tell them.
Her stomach growled, and she got up. She stared at the floor. They all lived here, they all went to the same school as she did... and she had to deal with another personality now...
And the Story begins.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 3:51 pm
Ayama stood outside the school waiting. She was perched in a tree in the shadows like an owl waiting to swoop down on it's prey. "I'm the preadtor and you are the prey." She said to herself. She giggled and jumped down.
[does she go to school with them?]
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 3:54 pm
((Yup!))
"Hey there." Joanna tapped Ayama's shoulder. "You're Ayama, if I'm right." She grinned mercilessly. She loved this job, even if it didn't pay.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 3:56 pm
Ayama turned and slighty grabbed Joanna's arm. "Yes." she said and let go of her arm. She was very defensive when it come to people touching her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:05 pm
Joanna laughed. "Well, good for me." She gently shoved Ayama down onto the ground, and put her hands in her pockets. "Well, I'm the Mentor." She said sinisterly. "And I'm here to tell you of your role." She smirked, and pushed her hood back to show her hair, even if it didn't cover it much.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:07 pm
Ayama did a backwards hand spring and pulled out two of her knives. She dropped into a low Silate tiger-style form.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:17 pm
((Post length Rakashi, you're short two sentences))
Joanna chuckled, "Calm down." She sat down, and grinned. "You are the Assassin. You are to kill..." She pulled out a quick sketch of the Protector/Alex she did before she left the house. She handed it to Ayama. "Get close first, don't do it yet. Wait a little bit. Not until after tomorrow... You got that?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:19 pm
Alex sat back on his seat on the plane, watching the clouds outside pass by the metal wing. "The view, it's pretty nice, isn't it?' He asked himself. He was still a little upset about his recent break-up with his girlfriend, but he at least tried to enjoy himself.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:21 pm
((sorry.))
Ayama grabbed the picture and looked it over. "I see and exactly who is this?" she asked. She looked at the sketch and then at Joanna. "So all my traning didn't go to waste?" She laughed and sat down. "This is nuts. Damn weed." she said.
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