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Harass me about this rp and I will chomp your head off. It's a work in progress. Everything about this RP can and probably will be worked on.

Not too far into the future, in a peaceful city, a group of college students go on an field trip to an ancient cave site. The group wandered along the marked path and quickly became bored. Some of them, as a dare, wandered into other parts of the caves, which were of limits to tourists. One of the students fell down a hole and landed in an ornate room. He looked around and spotted a chest made of wood, bound with bright metal. Not wondering to himself why the chest was there, and opened it.

His classmates, the ones who were dared with him, got themselves into the room and looked at the weapons he had found. Various swords, maces, spears and many weapons came out of the space of the chest. Many more than should be held in such an item. Amonst the weapons was a single bow and a single staff.

A couple of his classmate's clothes changed as they touched a weapon. Their t-shirts and jeans changed into flowing white robes. The weapons they were holding started to glow slightly, giving off a white light. The person who took up the staff had her clothes change to robes as well, but they were of many different colours instead of white.

The group exited the caves, taking all the weapons they could with them and showed their teacher. The teacher decided that they would return home and hand the weapons over to a museum.

On their way home, the earth bucked and heaved behind them, as if something was following under the earth. As the college students looked back at the mountain, they saw it start to heave and crumble. Black beings started launching themselves out of the mountain and all over.

The mound behind them stopped moving and rose out of the earth, showing itself to be the scariest thing that they had ever seen. Except those holding the weapons were not afraid.

When the creature attacked, the students banished it by hacking it to pieces. A couple of the students were killed and others picked up their weapons after the creature was killed. The people who's clothes had changed now saw that they could heal the wounds of their classmates.

Some of the students started formulating ideas as to why some people had had their clothes changed and why others were good with swords, spears, etc. They came up with the idea that only some people could use certain weapons, but not everone could use every weapon. They started swaping weapons around and some people found it easier to use the sword, others the spears. Those who's clothes had changed to the white robes seemed to favour the maces. It seemed every person could weild a single weapon more effectivly than others.

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Profile thingy:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Weapon of choice:
Class:
Power:

Okay, here goes. Name, gender, age, appearance, personality weapon and class are yours to decide. As for powers, I'll decide that depending on weapon and class you pick.

Weapon and Class go hand in hand. Priests/white mages can have things like maces, hammers, staff's, etc where fighters can have practically anything. Rogue/thieves can have small weapons.

Your powers will be picked by me and added to your profile after you've posted it and, if it changes, I'll chomp you.

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Credits:
Main creator: Panthera
Panthie's little helpers: Angelic and Solidify

Name: Danielle Torges, or Danny
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance: Short with thick dark brown hair. On the prettier side of average, but mostly unremarkable. Wears blue shirts a lot to enhance her eyes.
Personality: Aimless, directionless, willing to go with the flow. Has mostly drifted through college, taking on a heavy workload, but nothing that would lead to a practical major. Rather absentminded; completely incompetent when it comes to logic or math. Currently taking courses in entomology, cosmology, applied music composition, creative writing, and Chinese. Loves to laugh, and be with people.
Weapon of choice: Crossbow
Class: Bard
Power: Bolster Courage (with singing)

haven't used this charrie much....Might as well....

Name: Mercy
Gender: Female
Age: 19 ( mad darn you guys all being old. I cant have a 17-yr old charrie ><)
Appearance: i'll draw you one later.... mercy has always been blind. her only memory with sight is when she was a baby, on a stormy night. After she went with some friends to a cave, not only did her clothes change, a small cloth covered her eyes.
Personality: A bit Quiet and sullen. She's heard people talk about her when they think she cant hear. Quite anoying
Weapon of choice: glaive; like a staff, with sharpened blades on the end: good for both magic and attacking (in Protecter of the Smal by Tamora Peirce)
Class: red/black Mage
Power: Magical blades (Can create blades of magic with limited use. She can control them with her mind.)

Okay, just to clarify, you can dodge some blows.

Don't worry, I caught what you meant. For those who otherwise miss it, I was clarifying.

((Meeting demands is my speciality.))

Kiran raised his voice. "Quiten down!" The gathering of students had milled around the damaged bus for the last half hour after the attack. He was amused that the gamer geeks had come to the conclusion that the staff and the bow were special and that everyone had a certain weapon. That's why they were now in what they called wizards robes.

Amongst the people killed in the attack was their teacher, so Kiran stepped up to the challenge. He didn't know if he could do it or not, but he had to try.

"We've figured out that everyone can use a single type of weapon and that we have these weapons to attack the monsters. Now, what we need to figure out is how we are going to get home in a bus that doesn't work. We're still a half hour drive from school, which equates to about a days walk. It's late in the day and we will need to camp and find food."

He scanned the crowd of students from his perch on the back bumper of the bus. "Does anyone remember where the nearest gas station is from here, being in the middle of the caves and school?"

Kiran smiled. "Thank you. I didn't think of that because I've never actually had one." His parents had offered him one once, but he declined it. He always met his appointments and, anyone else who wasn't on time for him, wasn't worth waiting for. Nobody seemed to like being late for him anyway, so it was all good.

He didn't shun technology, he just didn't seem to need it. If he needed to make a call, he was happy to use a pay-phone.

"Can I please ask you to call the school and tell them that we've blown a tire, then call the police and get a bus out here?"

Rowan decided to speak up. 'Do you think anyone would believe whats happened to us? Two days ago I had no idea how to even hold a sword, let alone use one. If we call in the parents now, all they will do is take the weapons from us and throw them away. They'll say they aren't safe. They'll say we're just kids.'