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Post by Digi on Oct 10, 2018 13:43:12 GMT -5
Alright, I'll award the thing later which is 3 VCs!
New prompt.
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Post by Vitsheep on Oct 10, 2018 21:25:24 GMT -5
Species: Fly
Age: 7 (hours)
Gender: M
Backstory: Hatched 7 hours ago. Life's been going pretty sweet so far. Found a few bits of fruit in the trashcan and ate it, bumped against a window a few times.
Appearance: .5cm long, 10mg weight. Jet black, red compound eyes. Two transparent wings.
Regular Outfit: Tiny top hat.
Battle: Replaces the tiny top hat with a traditional knight's visor. Wields a thumbtack.
Fall: The fly will not survive until any other season.
Species: Elf
Age: 241 (years)
Gender: F
Backstory: Born in a big city, her parents died while taking her on a hike in a popular national park. She was raised by a wolf and a bear, never realizing that civilization is even a thing, just occasionally noticing the odd traveler - some who look like her, some who don't quite. She has a tendency to hunt them for meat. To date, 17 people have vanished while hiking in the forest, presumed lost or found slain and too badly damaged for a proper autopsy.
Appearance: Short, wispy female with heavily tanned skin and black hair. Muscular from running around in the forest all the time, despite her small size. Has several scratches and bruises at all times from brushing against thorns and whatnot. Agrees that outfit is not necessary.
Regular Outfit: Wears a rough stone knife tied to her forearm with vines. May occasionally have some flowers in her hair, but this is not intentional.
Battle: Takes knife out of vines. Usually has to replace vines afterward.
Fall: Same as regular, but very often has brown leaves tangled in her hair.
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Post by Digi on Oct 13, 2018 22:58:30 GMT -5
Good job! I will post the next part! Any entry until midnight is valid, though.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2018 23:19:43 GMT -5
Oh but its already midnight here on the east coast.
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Post by Vitsheep on Oct 15, 2018 2:09:02 GMT -5
Species: Fly
Age: 7 (hours)
Gender: M
Backstory: Hatched 7 hours ago. Life's been going pretty sweet so far. Found a few bits of fruit in the trashcan and ate it, bumped against a window a few times.
Appearance: .5cm long, 10mg weight. Jet black, red compound eyes. Two transparent wings.
Regular Outfit: Tiny top hat.
Battle: Replaces the tiny top hat with a traditional knight's visor. Wields a thumbtack.
Fall: The fly will not survive until any other season.
Likes: Foods (especially rotting foods), the lamp, the window, his hat
Dislikes: The cat that keeps chasing him around, the lamp, flyswatters
Goals/Aspirations: Survive, reproduce, locate and consume fruit
Skills/Powers: Flight, extreme proper manners
Fears: Lacks the intelligence to truly experience fear but is not a fan of flyswatters or open flame
Theme: Flight of the Bumblebee
Species: Elf
Age: 241 (years)
Gender: F
Backstory: Born in a big city, her parents died while taking her on a hike in a popular national park. She was raised by a wolf and a bear, never realizing that civilization is even a thing, just occasionally noticing the odd traveler - some who look like her, some who don't quite. She has a tendency to hunt them for meat. To date, 17 people have vanished while hiking in the forest, presumed lost or found slain and too badly damaged for a proper autopsy.
Appearance: Short, wispy female with heavily tanned skin and black hair. Muscular from running around in the forest all the time, despite her small size. Has several scratches and bruises at all times from brushing against thorns and whatnot. Agrees that outfit is not necessary.
Regular Outfit: Wears a rough stone knife tied to her forearm with vines. May occasionally have some flowers in her hair, but this is not intentional.
Battle: Takes knife out of vines. Usually has to replace vines afterward.
Fall: Same as regular, but very often has brown leaves tangled in her hair.
Likes: Fresh meat, fresh vegetables, food stolen from hikers, anything edible really, sharpening her knife, wolves, quiet nights with clear skies, napping in warm places
Dislikes: Pepper spray, baths, food poisoning from those stupid berries in that one bush, that one crow that keeps stealing her food
Goals/Aspirations: Survive, reproduce, locate and consume meat
Skills/Powers: Extreme agility, floromancy - rapidly growing vines, flowers, etc
Fears: Fire, flashy things like lightning and cameras
Theme: Chrono Trigger ~ Memories of Green
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Oct 15, 2018 6:42:56 GMT -5
Species: Namekian Age: 5 Gender: Asexual, Agender Appearance: Green Skin, with red and tan lined muscular areas on his arms and the front of his torso. Little feeler things on his head, sharp teeth, purple tongue, it's the Namek look. But on top of all that, he's slender and short, with lots of muscle and one of those shady looking faces. Backstory: This asshole has spent his five years alive mooching off of others, practicing horrible magic spells and 'training' to avoid having to do actual work. He applied to be in the Tournament of Power but got his ass absolutely beat down by stronger competitors, and therefore did not qualify. Fuck this guy.
Regular Clothes: White pants, boots and a white ass turban. Almost always topless. Battle: Wears a bunch of enchanted necklaces he made to give himself advantages in a fight. Gawdy, cacophonous garbage, all of it.
Fall Outfit: This fool puts on the ugliest, most unappealing dark puke green sweater to rake leaves. Likes: Strong distilled liquor, pissing off the elders on his planet and being a horrendous social influence on other young Namekians
Dislikes: Losing fights, explosives Theme: Circular behavior
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Post by Digi on Oct 19, 2018 14:02:24 GMT -5
I forgot to do Wednesday's, so I'm gonna combine it and tomorrow's! The prize for last Saturday's was 3 Vitcoins. Thanks to those who participated<3
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Oct 19, 2018 23:01:29 GMT -5
Species: Namekian Age: 5
Gender: Asexual, Agender
Appearance: Green Skin, with red and tan lined muscular areas on his arms and the front of his torso. Little feeler things on his head, sharp teeth, purple tongue, it's the Namek look. But on top of all that, he's slender and short, with lots of muscle and one of those shady looking faces.
Backstory: This asshole has spent his five years alive mooching off of others, practicing horrible magic spells and 'training' to avoid having to do actual work. He applied to be in the Tournament of Power but got his ass absolutely beat down by stronger competitors, and therefore did not qualify. Fuck this guy.
Regular Clothes: White pants, boots and a white ass turban. Almost always topless.
Battle: Wears a bunch of enchanted necklaces he made to give himself advantages in a fight. Gawdy, cacophonous garbage, all of it.
Fall Outfit: This fool puts on the ugliest, most unappealing dark puke green sweater to rake leaves.
Likes: Strong distilled liquor, pissing off the elders on his planet and being a horrendous social influence on other young Namekians
Dislikes: Losing fights, explosives
Theme: Circular behavior
Goals/Aspirations: The ultimate goal of this lazy jerk is to create his own set of Dragonballs, which he intends to make all the wishes on - exclusively frivolous stuff to suit his lazy lifestyle, of course. There's no nobility or responsibility in this task at all, just sheer selfish interest.
Skills/Powers: This absolute baboon of a Namekian happens to be fairly talented in magical casting ability. He can do the sorts of things common to casters in his multiverse, including scrying, magical projectiles, sealing rituals, healing waves, and the like. He's bad at fighting, though, since he never spends enough of his time sparring or working out. Could probably be a fine hero in the Namek tradition if he wasn't a total narcissist and asshole.
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Oct 21, 2018 18:53:01 GMT -5
Jumping in late here, this is an idea I've had bouncing around for a while and planned to use (without the backstory) in the Cyberknight reboot but since there's been no word of that since the initial announcement it's going here instead.
Name: Sigrid Svaladotter
Species: Human
Age: Somewhere in her mid-twenties
Gender: Female
Appearance: At about 5'7" and with a toned physique that's anything but dainty, Sigrid looks the part of a warrior. Her long dirty-blond hair is tied into three braids, one thick braid containing most of her hair which goes to mid back and a normal sized braid on each side which rest on her shoulders.
Backstory: Sigrid is a member of the Valkyries, an elite group of female warrior priestesses. She wields Gungnir, a lance passed down through generations of Valkyries within her family.
Regular Outfit: A plain brown dress and leather boots, nothing fancy but it works for when she's not on duty or otherwise expecting battle.
Battle: A padded leather tunic extending to knee length with chain mail underneath and an iron helmet. Her helmet has small metal wings no larger than a finger on each side, a symbol of her status as a Valkyrie. Light and easy to move in, yet still provides ample protection against most forms of weaponry.
Fall: To deal with the cold climate of her homeland Sigrid wears a bearskin coat (personally slain by her) over her normal outfit or armor depending on the occasion. She's lost a few coats, but bears are a common enough nuisance that it's usually pretty easy to replace.
Likes: red meat and fine grog, proving her strength, Gungnir (by far her most prized possession)
Dislikes: Weakness and laziness. It's one thing to accept your own lack of strength, but to make no effort to improve oneself is the most disappointing thing in Sigrid's eyes.
Theme:
Goals/Aspirations: For now Sigrid is still fairly standard as far as Valkyries go, but she wants to ride through the ranks in order to follow in the footsteps of her mother and grandmother.
Skills/Powers: In addition to her skill with a spear, Sigrid's training has given her the power to channel the power of her gods, strengthening her or her allies with blessings and sacrificing those blessings to perform powerful spells or enter a berserk state channeling the power of Fenrir, a fearsome beast of legend.
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Post by Digi on Oct 25, 2018 18:16:39 GMT -5
Nice! Updated!
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Post by Vitsheep on Oct 26, 2018 1:45:01 GMT -5
Species: Fly
Age: 7 (hours)
Gender: M
Backstory: Hatched 7 hours ago. Life's been going pretty sweet so far. Found a few bits of fruit in the trashcan and ate it, bumped against a window a few times.
Appearance: .5cm long, 10mg weight. Jet black, red compound eyes. Two transparent wings.
Regular Outfit: Tiny top hat.
Battle: Replaces the tiny top hat with a traditional knight's visor. Wields a thumbtack.
Fall: The fly will not survive until any other season.
Likes: Foods (especially rotting foods), the lamp, the window, his hat
Dislikes: The cat that keeps chasing him around, the lamp, flyswatters
Goals/Aspirations: Survive, reproduce, locate and consume fruit
Skills/Powers: Flight, extreme proper manners
Fears: Lacks the intelligence to truly experience fear but is not a fan of flyswatters or open flame
Theme: Flight of the Bumblebee
Species: Elf
Age: 241 (years)
Gender: F
Backstory: Born in a big city, her parents died while taking her on a hike in a popular national park. She was raised by a wolf and a bear, never realizing that civilization is even a thing, just occasionally noticing the odd traveler - some who look like her, some who don't quite. She has a tendency to hunt them for meat. To date, 17 people have vanished while hiking in the forest, presumed lost or found slain and too badly damaged for a proper autopsy.
Appearance: Short, wispy female with heavily tanned skin and black hair. Muscular from running around in the forest all the time, despite her small size. Has several scratches and bruises at all times from brushing against thorns and whatnot. Agrees that outfit is not necessary.
Regular Outfit: Wears a rough stone knife tied to her forearm with vines. May occasionally have some flowers in her hair, but this is not intentional.
Battle: Takes knife out of vines. Usually has to replace vines afterward.
Fall: Same as regular, but very often has brown leaves tangled in her hair.
Likes: Fresh meat, fresh vegetables, food stolen from hikers, anything edible really, sharpening her knife, wolves, quiet nights with clear skies, napping in warm places
Dislikes: Pepper spray, baths, food poisoning from those stupid berries in that one bush, that one crow that keeps stealing her food
Goals/Aspirations: Survive, reproduce, locate and consume meat
Skills/Powers: Extreme agility, floromancy - rapidly growing vines, flowers, etc
Fears: Fire, flashy things like lightning and cameras
Theme: Chrono Trigger ~ Memories of Green
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Post by Digi on Oct 27, 2018 15:28:35 GMT -5
You can still post your updaye today for entry.
Last update! The spooky one!
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Oct 27, 2018 21:23:06 GMT -5
Jumping in late here, this is an idea I've had bouncing around for a while and planned to use (without the backstory) in the Cyberknight reboot but since there's been no word of that since the initial announcement it's going here instead. Name: Sigrid Svaladotter Species: Human Age: Somewhere in her mid-twenties Gender: Female Appearance: At about 5'7" and with a toned physique that's anything but dainty, Sigrid looks the part of a warrior. Her long dirty-blond hair is tied into three braids, one thick braid containing most of her hair which goes to mid back and a normal sized braid on each side which rest on her shoulders. Backstory: Sigrid is a member of the Valkyries, an elite group of female warrior priestesses. She wields Gungnir, a lance passed down through generations of Valkyries within her family. Regular Outfit: A plain brown dress and leather boots, nothing fancy but it works for when she's not on duty or otherwise expecting battle. Battle: A padded leather tunic extending to knee length with chain mail underneath and an iron helmet. Her helmet has small metal wings no larger than a finger on each side, a symbol of her status as a Valkyrie. Light and easy to move in, yet still provides ample protection against most forms of weaponry. Fall: To deal with the cold climate of her homeland Sigrid wears a bearskin coat (personally slain by her) over her normal outfit or armor depending on the occasion. She's lost a few coats, but bears are a common enough nuisance that it's usually pretty easy to replace. Likes: red meat and fine grog, proving her strength, Gungnir (by far her most prized possession) Dislikes: Weakness and laziness. It's one thing to accept your own lack of strength, but to make no effort to improve oneself is the most disappointing thing in Sigrid's eyes. Theme: Goals/Aspirations: For now Sigrid is still fairly standard as far as Valkyries go, but she wants to ride through the ranks in order to follow in the footsteps of her mother and grandmother. Skills/Powers: In addition to her skill with a spear, Sigrid's training has given her the power to channel the power of her gods, strengthening her or her allies with blessings and sacrificing those blessings to perform powerful spells or enter a berserk state channeling the power of Fenrir, a fearsome beast of legend. Fears: Failing to live up to her family's reputation. Also Jormunds (colossal monstrous snakes that are by far the strongest creatures in Sigrid's homeland), but given the rare times one has attacked have almost always ended in heavy casualties who isn't? Halloween Costume: Sigrid's people don't really have anything like Halloween, but after having the concept explained to her it peaked her interest along with several others. She's made a costume resembling a Draugr, a large undead fiend similar to a zombie. Mind you this costume mainly consists of a much older set of worn-out armor and some war paint cleverly mixed to make her skin look rotten and decayed, but given the circumstances it's not half bad. |
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Post by Vitsheep on Oct 29, 2018 0:35:57 GMT -5
Species: Fly
Age: 7 (hours)
Gender: M
Theme: Flight of the Bumblebee
Backstory: Hatched 7 hours ago. Life's been going pretty sweet so far. Found a few bits of fruit in the trashcan and ate it, bumped against a window a few times.
Appearance: .5cm long, 10mg weight. Jet black, red compound eyes. Two transparent wings.
Regular Outfit: Tiny top hat.
Battle: Replaces the tiny top hat with a traditional knight's visor. Wields a thumbtack.
Fall: The fly will not survive until any other season.
Likes: Foods (especially rotting foods), the lamp, the window, his hat
Dislikes: The cat that keeps chasing him around, the lamp, flyswatters
Goals/Aspirations: Survive, reproduce, locate and consume fruit
Skills/Powers: Flight, extreme proper manners
Fears: Lacks the intelligence to truly experience fear but is not a fan of flyswatters or open flame
Costume: Drops the top hat for a silvery wig and wears a red-lined cape and fake vampire fangs.
Species: Elf
Age: 241 (years)
Gender: F
Theme: Chrono Trigger ~ Memories of Green
Backstory: Born in a big city, her parents died while taking her on a hike in a popular national park. She was raised by a wolf and a bear, never realizing that civilization is even a thing, just occasionally noticing the odd traveler - some who look like her, some who don't quite. She has a tendency to hunt them for meat. To date, 17 people have vanished while hiking in the forest, presumed lost or found slain and too badly damaged for a proper autopsy.
Appearance: Short, wispy female with heavily tanned skin and black hair. Muscular from running around in the forest all the time, despite her small size. Has several scratches and bruises at all times from brushing against thorns and whatnot. Agrees that outfit is not necessary.
Regular Outfit: Wears a rough stone knife tied to her forearm with vines. May occasionally have some flowers in her hair, but this is not intentional.
Battle: Takes knife out of vines. Usually has to replace vines afterward.
Fall: Same as regular, but very often has brown leaves tangled in her hair.
Likes: Fresh meat, fresh vegetables, food stolen from hikers, anything edible really, sharpening her knife, wolves, quiet nights with clear skies, napping in warm places
Dislikes: Pepper spray, baths, food poisoning from those stupid berries in that one bush, that one crow that keeps stealing her food
Goals/Aspirations: Survive, reproduce, locate and consume meat
Skills/Powers: Extreme agility, floromancy - rapidly growing vines, flowers, etc
Fears: Fire, flashy things like lightning and cameras
Costume: Wearwolf. It's just a full wolf pelt she carved.
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Post by Digi on Oct 31, 2018 17:40:06 GMT -5
Alright. Those who participated will get the participation award as soon as I make it!
Now everyone can vote on their favorite entry!
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