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 Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 5:12 am
Well, I'm new, and thought what better a way to start things off than with something neat-o like an RP. Now, I checked the old RP thread, and I think it's dead [last post being in may and all] , so I hope it's alright that I don't revive it. If not, feel free to lock and delete my thread with my apologies.
With that in mind, I don't think it's fair [as thread creator] to make myself as Lupin. I figure we could have initial tryouts, then decide. Post a small-ish paragraph [say, no larger than 300 words], then we'll get started. Cool? ^ ^ Great! Here's my entry for Lupin.
“Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head…” The singing was soft, but confident, emanating from upstairs. On the second floor, footsteps walked about unabated. They weren’t quick, but rather precise, as if filled with purpose. “Found my way downstairs and drank a cup…” The perfectly tuned voice’s footsteps did as the lyrics bid, as if they commanded the singer to follow suit. Somewhere else in the house, there was a groan, and possibly a swear. Lupin, fully dressed and well groomed, crimson blazer with canary tie centered down his black shirt’s middle, smelling of decadently expensive cologne, trotted down the steps, spotting Jigen on the couch. Jigen was desperately trying to tune out Lupin, arms curled over each each and eyes squeezed shut. Underneath his breath he mumbled something about it being ‘********’. Lupin went on anyway. “And looking up, I noticed I was late.” The cheery grin on his face became an outright smile, and in the kitchen, Goemon was slipping into the sliding glass door. He ignored Lupin’s annoying, if pitch-perfect, singing. “Found my coat, and grabbed my hat, made the bus in seconds flat. Found my way upstairs and had a smoke, and somebody spoke and I went into a dream.” Lupin reached the bottom of the steps, sliding down the last foot of banister. His feet carried him over to Goemon, poking him square in the chest and grabbing a drink out of the fridge before sitting down at the kitchen table and leaning back. “I trust you all slept well?” In the living room, Jigen was sitting up, groggy and ill mannered.
Let me know if that's satisfactory for everyone, or if someone would like to challenge me for the position of Lupin, feel free to post a para roughly doing the same thing (early morning, green jacket hideout, etc). If not, the roles are on a first come first serve basis. Have fun!
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 4:48 pm
I enjoy Roleplaying. Though seeing as how there are probably hundreds of Fujiko clones, is it alright if I just play my own character? Within the limits of previous Lupin episodes and manga of course.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 12:43 pm
I figured we'd need new chars anyway to keep the story going. So long as it's not a Mary Sue type, you're in.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 7:08 pm
Madam, I don't believe you even bothered to read my initial post. I don't feel the need to have to re-explain myself. Feel free read it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 10:36 pm
Greetings, I am Lupin III 2007. Here's an entry for me.
In a closed museum, somewhere in New York. The world's largest ruby is safely guarded in a brightly lit room for an unveiling tomorrow. Four guards are posted around the display case, keeping a watchful eye out for intruders. "I gotta go take a leak" says one of the guards with black hair, "can I be relieved?" A burly looking officer takes his place by the ruby. As soon as the black-haired guard leaves the room, the lights go out. "Quick, find the breaker!" says one of the guards. The lights come back on, but the ruby is missing! "fan out and search the building!" shouts the captain. Just then a shout is heard from the monitor room, "we got movement on the roof!" A small group of guards run up the steps to the roof area and open the door with great haste. Just as they come out, they see a man in a red coat and white pants holding the ruby with a large smile on his face. "No way!" one guard says "they said he disappeared!" Their surprise is fueled further by the loud beating of a chopper being piloted by a gristled looking man with a beard, wearing a blue hat and suit. Before they can make a move, the man in the red coat jumps onto the side of the chopper and shouts "GUESS WHO'S BACK!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 10:24 am
since we are gettin into the char intros heres mine ( ya'all can call me Ruby moon the third if u please):
a young woman with pink hair dressed in a gothic lolita outfit walked calmly down the street the only sound that could be heard was the sound of her boots against the pavement a katana strapped to her back and a large school bag hung at her hip a small dog sat in her bag poking its head out occasionally to see its surroundings, she spoted the chopper and let out an angry shriek " THAT WAS MINE" as she watched the chopper soar away
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 12:37 pm
(Actually I had read the first post and did not want to create a random character to have it thrown out, and anyway, goodness marysues are gagworthy)
Misha Valentine's the name, espionage is the game.
She slunk out of bed, rubbing the grog from her eyes, peeking out from her window of her apartment. Her short auburn hair covered her bright emerald eyes as she noted the noise coming from the streets. She pushed her silver framed glasses up to the bridge of her nose as she sighed, and closed the window. She slid on a pair of purple denim jeans, and a bustier. Over top of that she donned her plum trenchcoat and slid her black boots on. her gun slid at her hip and other weapons hid among her own personage. A master medic, having worked for the mafia. She did however have a soft spot for her old carefree ways. The adrenalin rush having always gotten to her. She did however care for the life energy of others and is naturally a healer/caring figure.
She headed down the steps, being extra careful to set on her alarm system and lock her door. There was nothing really precious left in her apartment as such items were on her person. It just came from her extra sensorary perception and experiences in the past.
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