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I LIED.

That's right you pansies. I'm making an rp. This happens never, so you better join or my feelings will be hurt and I'll cry for hours and hours and then have to take over the world to overcompensate.


Or I'll just eat a sandwich and take a nap. Whichever.


Anyways, the rp:

- Introduction -

Welcome to the Land of the 20 Kingdoms, home of charming princes, wicked witches, fairy godparents, talking animals and pretty much everything in the stories you heard as a child.

This land is generally a peacefull place, but lately shadows have been rising from the distant land in the East, home of the Dark Lord Roger and his Army of Really Nasty People. Their mission: Destroy and conquer the Land of the 20 Kingdoms. Why? Who knows? It sounded like a good idea at the time and they're sticking with it.

However, there was a prophecy concerning a young man of great unknown power and unparralled goodness, who would rise to face the evil and save the land. Unfortunately, this young man was killed in an unfortunate fruit cart accident.

Now with the land's last hope destroyed no one is sure of what is going to happen. Someone has to save the kingdoms but with the fated one gone, the burden falls on the most unlikely group of strangers... (and we all know what happens when unlikely groups of strangers with good hearts and unclear intentions get together).

- Characters -

Due to the nature of this RP I'm hoping for either giant cliches or delightfully odd anti-cliches.

Examples:

Cliche: the fiesty runaway princess

Anti-Cliche: Bill, the too short lumberjack who throws beavers at people as his main form of attack

- The Profile: (flexible, just a suggestion for those of you who need it)

Name: (character's name)
Player: (ie Gaianame)
Gender: (pretty straight forward)
Age: (duh)
Race: (since this is generic fantasy land, all the usual races exist. And some unusual. Feel free to use half-breeds, I personally find them hysterical. Rember, keep it funny. .)
Appearance: (I still expect you to introduce your character when you post, but it's always nice to have a solid reference here)
History:
Weapon/Attack: (you can only be a master of ONE thing. You can be alright at several, but only a master of ONE)
Other: (cause I'm probably forgetting something)


Important World People:

Name: Roger, the Dark Lord of DÜM
Player: Demagoguery
Gender: male
Age: 37
Race: human
Appearance: A tall thin man with short black hair (white at the temples) and a precisely trimmed beard mustache combination. Tends to wear elegantly cut black clothing, more often then not velvet.
History: The wealthy son of the grand vizier, Roger went on to be top of his class at the University of Evil, earn a doctorate degree in both Cruel and Unusual Torment and World Domination Planning
Weapon/Attack: He's a pretty powerful spellcaster and an expert duellist. Oh yeah, plus he's got that giant army of Really Nasty People
Other: Keep in mind, he's the main baddy. He needs to be over powered.


Name: Alabaster Toppins
Player: Demagoguery
Gender: Male
Age: 758, looks about 68
Race: human
Appearance: He's the standard wizard. Long white beard, pointy hat, long plain blue robes
Weapon/Attack: He's a wizard. Alabaster knows the magic.
Other: He's possibly the most powerful wizard in the land, but as is often the case, he rarely uses his powers. He prefers to meddle in everyone's affairs, but he's subtle about it. Won't show up that often.

Current Character List:


Name: Jakt
Player: demagoguery
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human
Appearance: On the better side of average looking, messy blonde hair and brown eyes. Extremely thin and lanky, seems to be primarily composed of knees and elbows.
History: Jakt hails from the lands of Badnameria, an area composed of hundreds of small kingdoms, about a mile in diameter each. Due to the tradition of splitting the lands in two (half for the eldest son, half for some other random youngest prince who marries the youngest daughter), the kingdoms have become unbearably small and extremely impoverished. Jakt, a second son with absolutely no future (other than to fail in some quest so his youngest brother can suceed), has left his homeland, ready to fail in his quest to find some golden apple (this will be secondary to the main quest. I have a deep love of subplots. Feel free to have your own).
Weapon/Attack: Above average sword ability, but extremely skilled with bow and arrow.
Other: Despite his upbringing, Jakt is extremely humble, and is slightly embarrassed about his heritage.


Sorry about having so many characters, but Alabaster's not going to show up that often, and only to be a plot device. Jakt I made for another rp here and just fell in love with; this entire rp was pretty much made for him. He wasn't going to die with that one rp. YOU CANNA KILL HIM.

(I love it! xd Mr. Brownie and I shall have plenty of fun with this. *Glances over at the empty brownie plate.* Oh no, where did you go Mr. Brownie!?)

Name: Cord
Player: Angelic_Illusionz
Gender: male
Age: It’s unknown, but he looks like a short 12-year-old boy.
Race: Brownie
Appearance: Cord is only 2’11” and dressed in fine clothes. His hair is brown with some natural lighter streaks, his eyes are brown, and his skin is a light brown color. He’s slightly chubby, but it’s only noticeable because of his small pudgy cheeks. Most of his clothes are brown, except for a white tunic and thin rope used as a belt.
History: Once upon a time Cord lived with a small family in the countryside. They were a farming family, with enough to get by and a little extra, and they only have two children, a toddler son and a young daughter about the age of 7. Once day she spotted him cleaning the dishes, and instead of leaving forever the brownie in his rags gave her a pleasant smile and then held his finger to his nose and became invisible, only to continue doing the dishes. The little girl, delighted that a brownie was living in the house, fed him cream, milk and bread every so often. For years this went on, until she was 10. They’d even had small conversations, and to each other they were best of friends. But one day, she left him a new attire that she’d made with his name stitched on the inside of the vest with a smile too. She never saw him again. He left the home forever, to return due to the laws of the Brownie.
Weapon/Attack: He’s too small to use the average weapons, so instead he simply throws things from his backpack. The contents of this limitless, and always light, bag is unknown to everyone but Cord, but without proper time not even he can grab what he wants from it. There are a few weapons in this bag, such as daggers and a light crossbow or two, but mostly he’s just good at aiming and throwing things.
Other: Naturally Cord has the ability to become invisible at will, though he’ll rarely use this ability in battle since it’s very nice for one’s allies to be able to see you.

((wingless wishes she could make teh hearts apear on hers xP. shalt we RP now?))

In the bustling urban city of The Land of Overly Long Names, For Things and Places, That can be Described in Much Fewer Words, the ever steady flow of traffic had come to a shocking halt.

Alabaster Toppins, wizard extraordinare, was flabbergasted. For the first time in his life he had nothing to say.

What an accident it had been. No one had ever seen so many fruit carts together at one time, and certainly no one had expected them all to crash into each other.

Alabaster could make out a boot sticking out from under a massive pile of mangos. The boot hadn't been twitching for a some time now. The great hero, who would either save the world or destroy it, was dead. So much for the prophecy.

Wringing his hands together nervously the wizard left the bizarre and ghastly scene, disappearing into the crowd.

Cord wandered down the city streets, boredom overrunning his life. Ever since he left that house a few moons ago he’d been terribly bored and miserable. Damned the brownie rules... Still, nothing he could do to change the rules of an entire race, and of course without enforcers for these rules he still had to follow them? Nonetheless he followed them, and now he was wandering down the streets without a thing to do. Well he wasn’t in a way. He was invisible and the only thing that could be seen, due to his want, was a saucepan. He found it amusing when he took it out, the gawking people and all that, but it grew tiresome quickly and now it was sitting on his head as a cap would. “Maybe find a new home soon...

((yes. it happens x3 yay! mangos!))
Mercy chased after the quarter
"oh no!" it rolled down the drain.

|.:.[Cannot Compare To The Beauty Of This Moment].:.|

"Someone was just killed by fruit," Jakt said slowly, his eyes still foggy as he watched the guards poke the body with a stick. Shaking his head, he turned to the kid, looking rather surprised when he saw nothing. He then looked down and found him, a vaguely bewildered look on his face.

Inexplicably, his eyes lit up and a giant smile crossed his face. "Are you hungry?" he asked, painfully eager, "Do you need money? Water? Help of any kind?"