The Triad: A Fantasy RP(Open- 2 spaces left)

[A Gent of Villainous Intent]

The minotaur then put his left leg forward to steady himself, showing the hooves and fur that no pants could cover. He then used a large hand to rip the map from his face, as he saw the small person in front of him, who was then accidentally blasted with a warm breath that came from the monster's snout. He then unfolded and looked at the piece of paper that was now in his hand. "What's this drawing?" He said in a deep, somewhat scratchy voice.

 

[Jeff Gibson]

When he heard the sound of hoof hitting ground, Al immediately looked down at the stranger's legs. He looked back up into the face of a minotaur, and the realization hit him at around the same time as the breath that knocked his hat off, leaving it hanging by its stringy chinstrap. Al took a moment to try and gather his thoughts before answering. "That's, uh, tha-that would be a map, sir."

 

[i don't know]

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My fingers are itching to type, "begone demon!"

Gary walked out of his shop and to his horror realized that the monster had just reached his hide-out. Oh my g-d! How am I supposed to get this thing away from here without getting killed or revealing too much!?, He then went back to his shop and found a weapon that would do just such a thing!

 

[Stone Wera]

Spoiler: OoC

Why yes, it is open.

 

[i don't know]

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How come everyone's online and no one is posting?

 

[Jeff Gibson]

Spoiler: OOC

I think we're waiting on Agent51 at the moment.

 

[i don't know]

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To do what?

 

[Jeff Gibson]

Spoiler: OOC

Well, my character is talking to Agent51's about the map, I think Stone Wera's character is watching from a distance, and I believe your character is looking for a weapon to scare off Agent51's character with. I think that's what's going on, feel free to correct me if I missed something.

 

[i don't know]

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Before anyone says that I'm going to try and kill the thing, shut up, drink a beer, and go to sleep, unless you're the person I waited for a day to post.

 

[A Gent of Villainous Intent]

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JEEZ-UH! Can't a guy play KOTOR anymore?!

The minotaur looked at the map confused, and turned it in all directions to make sense of it. "A map of, or to, what exactly?"

 

[i don't know]

Gary came back out with a strange contraption, he shot it and a massive gelatinous blob of goo crashed under the Minotaur's hoofs,it then began growing higher, and lower violently, it grew higher than it did before with every time that it shrunk.

 

[Jeff Gibson]

Al was still a bit taken aback by the minotaur, but answered anyway. "I-it's a map of the uh, the city." He cleared his throat and continued, a bit calmer this time. "I got lost, so I got it out to find my way, but it sort of got away from me."

Just then, a mysterious blob flew in from seemingly nowhere, startling Al again. "Cripes! What is that!?"

 

[i don't know]

The blob suddenly exploded spilling goo everywhere. "NO! My stupid invention failed, why can't my tools work for once!? Stupid Gary you know you're a dealer not an inventor! Anyways kid do you realize you could be eaten alive any moment now?" Gary said from half-way behind the door to his warehouse/shop.

 

[A Gent of Villainous Intent]

The minotaur was about to say "Intresting" when he was attacked by a strange goo. He began bellowing as he tried to jump free, until it exploded and sent him slightly upwards, and made him land on his back.

When he shook his head of the goo and looked at Gary, and at the same time pulling one of axes from his back. He then got up and discarded his cloak, revealing his heavy plate armor. "Kiss your arms good-bye shrimp." He said as he started walking towards his assaulter.

 

[Jeff Gibson]

As the blob burst, sending slime everywhere, a single thought went through Al's mind. Yuck. As he wiped the slime from his face, he saw the minotaur walking toward the person responsible for the slime with an axe in his hand. "Hey, hold on a second." Al ran after him.

 

[Icarion (aka Stockholm)]

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is this still open? If so here's my character sheet
Name:Nual Yeitzkag
Gender:Male
Age:22
Bio:Nual was born in the northern part of Djabadi and was raised by his parents on a large farm. As a young boy he often impressed his friends with feats of dexterity, such as throwing up an apple in the air then hitting it with a stone. He was educated by his father's brother, a philosopher known only as Camun. Nual led a happy and simple life until the age of 16. On his 16th birthday his uncle said to him, "Look over the fields you have just tended. Think of all the work and time you have given these few acres. Now, think, when you die what will happen to them? What is the point of even living if all of our accomplishments are for naught?"
Something in Nual clicked that day and from the knowledge that nothing truly mattered and how absurd trying to pin meaning to life was, slowy sprouted an attidude of "Devil may cry". He reasoned, "Why not enjoy life for the time that I'm here? Lets go have fun." At the age of 18 he left his farm with only a pack of grain and a traditional pair of Djabadi blades. He sought no specific destination and followed the winds of fate.
Weponsubaji blades (one sickles like blade for the main hand and a straight one for the off hand. Both are the size of the average dagger)
Skills:Incredibly dexterous(good at dodging), dual short blades, and Charismatic
Flaws:Not strong, hopeless with anything other than blades, speaks his mind

 

[i don't know]

"I'm simply not in the mood for a fight right now." Gary stabs a part of the floor with his sword and a trapdoor opens that hid a tunnel to the graveyard. The door then closes and the carpet covering it once again appeared over it. The door to the shop it self closed and became locked.

 

[A Gent of Villainous Intent]

The minotaur raised an eyebrow at the man's running, and simply did what any sensible homicidal monster would do. He raised a hoof and kicked the door clear off it's hinges. He then walked in and smashed the trapdoor open with his ax and jumped down, letting out a roar to let the tiny man know that he was coming.

 

[i don't know]

Gary finally reached the grave yard, then he filled up the exit to the tunnel with the purple slime. He then climbed up a dead tree and began watching the show.

 

[Stone Wera]

Shiloh stood in the middle of the street, dazed.
Purple slime, axe wielding minotaurs, this will surely end in mutilation.
As much as Shiloh hated to be involved, he nevertheless followed the terrorist organization of one and armor clad monster down the tunnel.

Spoiler: OOC

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is this still open? If so here's my character sheet
Name:Nual Yeitzkag
Gender:Male
Age:22
Bio:Nual was born in the northern part of Djabadi and was raised by his parents on a large farm. As a young boy he often impressed his friends with feats of dexterity, such as throwing up an apple in the air then hitting it with a stone. He was educated by his father's brother, a philosopher known only as Camun. Nual led a happy and simple life until the age of 16. On his 16th birthday his uncle said to him, "Look over the fields you have just tended. Think of all the work and time you have given these few acres. Now, think, when you die what will happen to them? What is the point of even living if all of our accomplishments are for naught?"
Something in Nual clicked that day and from the knowledge that nothing truly mattered and how absurd trying to pin meaning to life was, slowy sprouted an attidude of "Devil may cry". He reasoned, "Why not enjoy life for the time that I'm here? Lets go have fun." At the age of 18 he left his farm with only a pack of grain and a traditional pair of Djabadi blades. He sought no specific destination and followed the winds of fate.
Weponsubaji blades (one sickles like blade for the main hand and a straight one for the off hand. Both are the size of the average dagger)
Skills:Incredibly dexterous(good at dodging), dual short blades, and Charismatic
Flaws:Not strong, hopeless with anything other than blades, speaks his mind

Accepted.