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 Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:52 pm
Table of Contents
T.o.C
Rules
Story
Forms
Teachers
Weapons
Other
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:53 pm
Gameplay Rules
General Rules
-No trashtalking, be nice to other people unles you're hurting them in the RP.
-Be sure to read through all rules throughly. Failue to do so will exult in banning.
-I am the mod for this RP, and so is the guild leader and the crew.
RP Rules
-Removing a collar will permantly result in you being banned.
-Godmodding is greatly frowned upon. This RP's rules were made in order to make sure that doesn't happen.
-If you're goin to whine about something, be polite of it.
-WHEN FIGHTING: If you end up to be in the middle of a fight, you must roll ONE, SIX sided die (one dice). To hit someone with your weapon and score damage, you must have a higher number than them. If it is higher, the weapon scores a hit. If not, the other player may block it. If it is a tie, both attacks are invalid.
-There is a three hit cap. If you happen to get a lower dice number three times, then you're out. Dead.
-If your weapon runs out, it is no longer able to preform it's normal duty. If someone dies and you are nearby, you are allowed to take their weapon.
-If you end up dead, you are not allowed back in! YOU'RE DEAD, DAMNIT.
-There will only be 20 members participating, one for each weapon.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:58 pm
Story
Battle Royale is not a wrestling match, instead, it's a whole diffent thing.
As the story goes, due to shifts in Japan's economy, politics, and a whole lot of other stuff. Now, Japan is one major wreck. Kids don't stay in school, rebels try to destroy the system, and one other thing...every year, a class of 40 Japanese school kids, on their way for a fieldtrip, end up stuck on an island out in the middle of nowhere.
But it's much, much more than that.
Collars are placed around their neck, which if pulled off, they explode. But things get gradually worse as they're all given a bag filled with water, food, a map...and some kind of random weapon.
The game?
Kill the others to live, or be killed yourself. It doesn't matter how you do it, just do it effectively, and without someone else noticing you. You have 3 days to live or die.
Make it worth it.
But now, things have gone astry. It's happening all over again, but the selection process has gotten much worse. People all over the world now are being literally plucked off the streets to participate, against their will.
THen again, they never had a choice.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:03 pm
Forms
(Just place these in the profile section of the guild, where I made a seperate thread for them.)
Character Name:
Age:
Gender:
Weapon: (Roll a 20 sided dice to determine)
Personality/Bio:
Appearance:
Other:
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:11 pm
Teachers
(Mods)
I, Ninja Kurohyou, will be keeping a close eye on everything that happens. If something goes astry, or you don't follow the rules, I will ban you from the thread.
Both the guild leader herself, and any of the crew have the ability to do so otherwise.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:13 pm
Weapons
(Roll one 20 sided dice to determine your weapon.)
1. Katana
2. Trash Can Lid
3. Six Shot Revolver (fully loaded, box with 12 bullets)
4. Large Japanese Fan
5. Modern Crossbow (20 bolts)
6. MP5 (full clip and a box worth of another clip)
7. Tear Gas (3 cans)
8. Flamethrower (and Gas Tank)
9. Lighter (consider it endless)
10. Laptop Computer (with 6 hour battery)
11. frying pan
12. Small vial of cyanide (enough to be fatal)
13. Butcher Knife
14. A twelve pack of Dr Pepper
15. Fragmentation Gernades (3 of them)
16. Bullet Proof Vest
17. Binoculars
18. Megaphone
19. Signal Flare Gun (9 charges)
20. Bazooka (loaded with 1 extra missle)
Each person will have a collar attatched to them. If removed, it will PERMANTLY remove you from this RP.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:16 pm
Other
As of:
Saturday, June 16th:
RP has finally gone under construction! Once it is complete, I will run it by one of the crew members, to make sure all the rules are fair, and it seems to work out fine.
As of:
Tuesday, June 19th:
The RP is finally open!
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:42 am
There was a shooting pain in the back of Kris' mind. The young woman groaned somewhat loudly, gingerly pressing her fingertips up to the painful spot of her temple. She grimaced, and pulled away. "Auuua, s**t...that b*****d clunked me on the head pretty hard...can't believe how strong he was..." Her eyes opened to reveal bright eyes, well, except for one. One was a bright emerald green, the other had a large scar across it, but the color around the pupil was a milky, sage green.
Kris looked around for a moment, before deciding to pull her long brown tresses into a ponytail. The room she was in was almost stiflingly hot, and it would feel a bit better just to have her thick hair lifted off her neck.
That's when she noticed the thin piece of metal around her neck, which sat rather snug. "...the hell? What's going on? Where the hell am I?"
Kristina Felne, was in short...a very blunt person.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 4:06 pm
Louise Cecil lay sprawled out on the concrete floor. She muttered a few things under her breath as she began to gain consciousness, keeping her eyes closed. The floor was felt nice and cool, much better than the carpeted condo she lived in. Louise couldn’t help but to let out a soft sigh; But wait...
None of the rooms in her condominium had concrete flooring. Not only that, but Louise had had her AC on before she had went to sleep. Then why...was it so damn warm? Her deep blue eyes opened slowly, her vision still a bit foggy. “What...ah!” She hissed, rubbing her forehead that was pounding with a headache. Though, Louise still managed to remain blissfully unaware of the thing around her neck.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:39 am
" So you're finally awake! " Patricia said while holding her head between her knees to control the nausea. The heat in the room finally took it's toll on her body and sweat drops were forming on her forehead. Wiping the sweat off and brushing her hair out of her face she came across the collar again, a soft voice inside herself telling her not to take it off. So she hadn't. Instead she had remained where she was when she had waken up, slumped against a concrete floor and with a headache that made her eyes water. She had looked around, seeing more people inside the room, all passed out like she had been.
Well, let the game begin! She thought with a vile taste in her mouth
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:45 am
With his back against the wall, close to the door, Will sat cross-legged idly tapping the fur on his sporran. His eyes shifted, the whites flashing behind his elaborate mask side to side - he knew what was coming, and was eager to begin. The heat in the room wasn't bothering him too much, as he was clad in 'sensible' clothing for the climate, his kilt, boots, and a 'Scotland' football T-shirt, his big socks fitting into his steel-toed boots nice and tight - it's not advised to peek up his kilt either.
He notices some of the others coming round, his tapping intensifying as he imagines all the brutal ways he's going to kill all of them. He's smiling behind the mask, but you'll never know...
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:10 am
Watching the other contestants carefully her gaze was drawn to a person across the room, wearing what seemed to be a hockey mask and a smirk came across her face....That's not gonna help you much! thinking evilly as her murderous nature was starting to stir and her hands began to itch, wanting to get started as soon as possible.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 8:07 am
Tan hair and white shirt, the kid in the back of the room was passed out but slowly coming to. His name was Gabe and he had a collar around his neck.
Gabe slowly awoke with a startle. He was startled that he was one of the few that were actually awake, most were passed out. He woke up and rubbed his neck. In his necklace's spot was a collar that was super tight. He didn't want to take it off because it might be for some sort of class or contest.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 7:06 pm
A long and elegant hand grasped the several, silver dogtags that resided around her neck. Kris rupped the pad of her thumb over the inscriptions, sighing. There were others around her, but she merely sat in the back of the room, in one of the corners. She felt her way to the holster at her belt, and gasped out loud.
"One of those bastards took my Desert Eagle!" Kris' cheeks flushed with embarassment. The gun was a beloved friend of hers, and to have lost it...or taken by whoever had struck her unconscious.
"Great..."
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