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[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Chepin came back up from the ditch. "No, I can't see anything more. I'm not going all the way down there, though!" He said, looking back at the hole. Volkmar sniffed at his catch and looked at Chepin.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]"Hungry?" He asked, with almost a grin. "I am.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar looked at the lesser spirit again and bit into it's neck. It squeeked rather pathetically, then died. Chepin stared at Volkmar, his fangs still in the spirit's jugular.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]"..........You killed it!" He said, rushing forward to Volkmar. "No shit." Volkmar replied, licking his lips. Volkmar dug his fangs into the spirit's flesh once again, this time ripping the small creature up and devouring it.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Chepin just watched in a mixture of awe and shock.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar looked up at Chepin as he cleaned off his paws and hair. "Go catch your own." he said bluntly.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]A wonder if his catch was edible crossed Volkmar's mind. It sure wasn't very strong, as he could hold it easily. [i]It's weak. Must be unhealthy. Sickly, even.[/i] He thought.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar glanced at Chepin. He was looking at the spirit curiously. Chepin poked it. It squeaked. "Not very impressive," Chepin said, almost disapointed. He then added, "Kinda cute, though."[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Volkmar raised an eyebrow. "Go look to see if there's anymore down there. They seem weak, I'm sure even [i]you [/i]could handle restraining one."[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Volkmar sniffed at it. It wriggled in his grip as Chepin made his way back into the ditch-like hole.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]OOC: I wanna eat it. :catgirl: [/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Well, if the image is too large, you could always try and scan it in sections. It should all be the same size, same quality, you can just peice it togeather. Other than that, take a picture with a digital cam or get a bigger scanner?[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Kitty - Moderator[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Muad-Dib' - Player '[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]BlackTigerGurl - Player '[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Butterfly - Moderator '[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Sui Generis - Player[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Seibzeihn - Player[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Hayama - Player '[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]I'm thinking I only cut one or two people. Please excuse my absence lately, I've been extreamly busy. there should be no problem with it now. If any of you seven are inconvenienced by the delay and can no longer play, please PM me.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]I'm most likely gunna do this in a chapter system after everyone posts atleast once. I'll put a ' after your name once you post, just to keep things simply in order. Introduce your charecter and start introducing your character in the RP game as well.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]IC:[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Lukas Dodd scanned through the code on his monitor quickly. Not looking for anything particularly important, his eyes moved quickly over the screen. Satisfied, he took the disk out of one drive and put it into another.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]The phone rang and Lukas stood, walking to the end table where the phone sat and picked it up.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Dallas Walker had called him up again to remind him to check out [i]Dance[/i]. He was, of course, just about to pop the disk in. But the distraction from being active and picking up the phone caused him to delay. He grabbed his car keys and proceeded out the door, the game disk sticking out of the drive.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]OOC: 'Ahru'? sounds too much like Aru', eh? *goes off and giggles*[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]IC: Volkmar stretched his back out as he walked. Bareing his clws, he took the chance to look over his shoulder. Just slightly within his vision was Genevieve and Mine walking off and Felan running to catch up with Ahru. [/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar turned back to face forwards. Chepin was being suspiciously quiet. [i]Must be getting tired. Damned thing's cute when he's tired.[/i] Volkmar let himself grin a little.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]OOC: *cough*[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]OOC: Pairs.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Chepin glanced at the rest of the group, then at Volkmar, walking away, most likely twitching like all hell from having his back to them.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]He smiled at the rest of the group then bounded after Volkmar. Chepin jumped up onto his back, causing Volkmar to stumble forward and fall flat on his face. Volkmar rather quickly pushed Chepin off of himself and proceeded to stand while pulling Chepin infront of him. [/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]"Walk," He snapped, almost out of patients with the Fox. He managed to glance over his shoulder at the remaining 3, still deciding who was to go where. He looked at Chepin again. This may have been a bad choice. Volkmar had figured that Chepin's overactive nature would keep himself occupied. Oh, was he going to be occupied.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar looked out to the distance. Still nothing. Not even a damned bird or a tree. Volkmar had thought he'd enjoy the peace. He wasn't exactly right. He began to realize that an open plain was bad for him. If he'd been by himself, he would be so skittish and so anxious. Atleast he had Chepin to keep his mind focused. And that was quite enough.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]"Fine," Volkmar barked, "It's better then nothing. I won't have to sit here and snarl at you fools atleast. But groups of two. Three different directions."[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]He turned his back on the group. Something he hadn't done the entire time. "Get a partner and go your seperate ways. Be gone for no longer then an hour." He turned back around and flashed his teeth. "Rat-dog, you're coming with me." He snarled, turning back around and begining to walk off.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar sneered. "You can't be so careless, fool," He said, making sure he was to the side of the group where everyone could be in his line of site. "This is a bit more complicated and dangerous then your safe high realm and needs a less juvinial solution. If one of us gets into trouble and is attacked, we wouldn't be able to hold our own, trust me. Not that I have any problem with yous being picked off, I just need a little insurance," he stated rather harshly.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Chepin kind of turned his head to one side. "He's kind of right...." he said bluntly.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]OOC: Yay! I got to say 'yous'![/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Alright, great job so far. I want to give another day or two for anyone to change, fix or finish their sign ups, or for a few more people to join. so far, the only people that have an assured spot are the people that I've OKed for mods. If I cut anyone, though, it'll only be 1 or 2. So after your long wait, this will be up monday or tuesday. Before I start it I'll post here with any information on if I decided to cut anyone. Peace.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Edit: I'm very very sorry I haven't started it. I've been busy as ****. It'll be up later today. Love to you all. I'm really sorry. >.

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]For your user age, it's the age your charecter appears in Dance. Something I forgot to add: for your description/bio, include what country in which your charecter resides. Of course, my character is German. :3[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Moderators can have up to 5 wepons. 2 as stated before, low level, non projectile, no more than one sword. And up to three low level more advanced wepons, no more than one primitive firearm.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57](low level = under level 4)[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]As well, I reserve the right to cut anyone from the RP if I find them unfit to play.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][color=#2e8b57][font=Arial Narrow][b]Name: [/b]Lukas Dodd (Again with the German names. Oh me, oh my.) [b]Age: [/b]19[/font][/color] [font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Short Description/Short Bio: [/b]Lukas is a 19 year old game designer/programmer. He resides in Fulda, Germany rather happily. He's doing moderation work for a virtual reality game called Dance. He did not help program it but he'll be meating up with one of the American programers in the game. He's oblivious to the glitch as of the moment.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Character Name: [/b]Dwa[/color][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Character Age: [/b]16[/color][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Character Apearance: [/b]I'll do a sketch. Obviously.[/color][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Character Weponry:[/b] [/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][u]Moderator Weponry:[/u] Shotgun - level 3[/color][/font][/size] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Num-chucks - level 1[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57][u]Player Weponry:[/u] Granades - level 1[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Sword - Rapier - level 3[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Lukas Dodd proceeded to nibble on a chip as he watched a code ring up on his private CPU. Basic programming. Nothing he didn't know how to do. Lukas scrolled through the code, skimming over the farmiliar characters. Satisfied, he took the disk out of the drive and put it into another. A code did not ring up this time. The start panel for a game did. Lukas pressed [b][i]quick tutorial : pre-registered player[/i][/b] and put on his headset.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Virtual reality games keep getting better and better. And the programers for such games keep getting younger and younger. Amazingly, the number of overweight youth on Europe and the US has dropped dramtically. This is due to new consepts in virtual reality programing. E[font='Times New Roman'][size=2]xercise[/size] [/font] received in gaming is inflicted onto the player through electrical signals.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]The gaming industry has gotten bigger and harder to get into. Programers must have previous triaining to be accepted by major gaming companies. The gaming industry has now [b]trippled[/b] the income of the movie industry.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][u]Dance[/u] is a new virtual reality game that's been shipped out all over the world. It's already sold big in England and the US. It's setting is much like an early japan, with subtle differances. Weponry is limited to swords, and other non-projectile wepons as well as primitive firearms.[/color][/font][/size] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Each day small quests are pinned. Each week slightly larger quests are pinned for players to complete. Better prizes are rewarded for these quests. Each month very large and important quests are pinned. Prizes such as exclusive wepons and items are rewarded. These prizes can only be obtained throught these quests.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][u]Dance[/u] is a weponry/fighting as well as a social game. But there's a glitch in the programing. It's very subtle. To keep the solution subtle as well, programers that helped design the game and a few that didn't are acting as moderators to try and seal the glitch from the inside.[/color][/font][/size] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Players have started to pour in from all corners of the world.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Are you game?[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]OKAY! A first for me: virtual reality game RPG. I want alot of members for this. If you want to be a moderator for the game, PM me.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]If you're in anyway confused, think of .//hack. It's a well known refference for this sort of thing.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]SIGNUPS:[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Name: [/b]The name of your main character. Not your game player.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Age: [/b]The age of your main charachter.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Short Description/Short Bio: [/b]A SHORT bio/apearance. It's more or less irrelivent considering the our charecters will probably only meet in the game world.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Character Name: [/b]Your game character's name.[/color][/font][/size] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][b]Character Age:[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][b]Character Apearance:[/b][/color][/size][/font] [size=2][font=Arial Narrow][color=seagreen][b]Character Weponry: [/b]You have a choice. A small choice but a choice none the less. If you're not a moderator (remeber you need to PM me to become a moderator for the game) you may not have a firearm, but you may have any type of sword, small explosives, a boomerang, and other non-projectile wepons. If I object to a wepon you have it's either because it' too advanced to start off with or because I'm planning on using it for a quest prize. Starting off, [/color][color=seagreen]you may only have 2 wepons. Of those two wepons, you may only have one sword. you may not start off with two swords.[/color][/font][/size] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]My character's name is Lukas Dodd. I'll put up my sign up in a bit.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]OOC: Why'd you let Beta join? J-chan, when you make a limit you need to enforce it. You're too soft. You're like jello. And despite what they say, no one really does like jello. Eeeeeew.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar brought himself to his feet and scanned over the occupants of the room. Chepin was, of course, leaning over the railing, trying to find something more exciting about the portal.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar was fairly unimpressed. "Rat-dog, calm down." he snarled. In the past hour he had been more violent and angry then he had been for a long time. Adressing Chepin was a bad idea on his part though. Chepin looked to Volkmar and gave him kind of a puzzled look but did not say anything.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]He raised his head higher then Chepin's to intimidate him. Chepin seemed to get the idea and kept quiet. Atleast Volkmar did not hear him say anymore. If he had muttered something, Volkmar did not hear it. Chepin quickly occiupied himself, examining the portal again.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]OOC: J-chan, have you noticed that I not only RP guys, but I RP [i]violent[/i] guys? O.o[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar kept his ears attentive, listening to Chepin and Genevieve talk. It made him a bit better to have something to listen to and concentrate on. He swept his eyes cautiously across the spirits' faces from time to time, waiting anxiously for the last arrival. He wasn't as skittish now. Probably because alltogeather there was less anxiety in the air. Chepin and Genevive were in conversation, Ahru seemed calm and Mine just seemed to keep to herself shyly.[i] Nothing wrong with that....[/i] Volkmar thought to himself.[i] Shy means quiet, away from me and easy to watch. Nothing wrong with that at all.[/i][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]He settled back and cleaned his ears, still watching the other spirits. They were more or less spread out throughout the room, but still far enough away from him and enough in his line of sight for him to feel somewhat safe.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Closing his eyes for only a few moments at a time, Volkmar tried to rest himself, though it did proove hard. True he felt safer then before in the room, but he was still anxious and skittish. After 10 or 15 minutes, he let himself drop to a very light sleep.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]Volkmar turned quickly to Chepin and bared his teeth, letting out a low snarl. He hadn't noticed Chepin sneaking up on him, due to his attentiveness on his nails.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Volkmar continued to show his theeth until Chepin backed away and went about trying to amuse himself.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]He took his tail in his hands and groomed it gently, making sure his redish-brown hair was neat and striaght. [/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Volkmar continued to flash his teeth at Chepin every now and then, just to warn him that he wasn't fooling around. He kept a close eye on the other two in the room as well.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]OOC: Buddy, you're a young man, hard man, shouting in the street gunna take on the world some day, you got blood on yo' face, you big disgrace, waving your banner all over [size=1]the place[/size].......*trails off* Sorry...... _> ....I got my apearance up, J-chan.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen][/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=seagreen]IC: Volkmar tensed up as the door opened and Mine gently stepped in. He eyed her almost threateningly. He was anxious. Only four of the six were here. He would have to wait.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Waiting was not one of his specialties. It allowed him to think. It allowed his mind to wonder. It allowed him to make himself nervous and suspicious and violent.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Volkmar licked each of his teeth carefully. He often did such things when forced into such anxiety. It gave his mind less to think about. He shifted slightly and counted various things on the walls, floor and celing.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Arial Narrow][size=2][color=#2e8b57]Half an hour had passed sence Volkmar had entered the room and still no one else had entered after Mine. [/color][/size][/font]