Dragon Warrior

[i]Commercial Jimmy was just an average kid until he found a magical hairnet. Then he was the coolesy kid around.[/i] Kid: Dude, Jimmy! You rock! Jimmy: I know. [b]It's JIMMY AND THE HAIRNET[/b] [i]But relationships sour...[/i] Jimmy: I don't know if I can hang around with you anymore, Hairnet. People are calling me names. Hairnet: Oh! Oh! This is just great. Is this how it's gonna be? I made you cool, bub! Jimmy: I knew you wouldn't understand. You're just a stupid hairnet. Hairnet: YOU KNEW WHAT THIS WAS! Jimmy: SHUT UP! (shoots Hairnet) [b]It's the crazy antics of JIMMY AND THE HAIRNET[/b] In theatres never because we have a low budget! [i]Commercial End[/i] Gavynn: We love to smoke... dum dee dum... Mike: Gavynn, stop that. (throws Mr. Squeakers over his shoulder) Got Bob. Let's go. ???: Not so fast, Gavynn and Michelle. Mike: That's Michael! MICHAEL! ??: Whatever. Bob stays here! Gavynn: Not if I have anything to do about it and I don't. ???: Then allow me to take him off your hands. Mike: NEVER! ???: I'll do so and now. Gavynn: Merf. ???: Erm... okay. Mike: Just who do you think you are? Giovanni: My name is Giovanni because it sounds evil and like a big business type guy. Gavynn: Eep! He's the leader of Team Rocket off of Pokemon! Mike/Giovanni/Pillow Beast Who Is Dead: O.o Gavynn: I mean... I don't watch Pokemon... (cough) Giovanni: And now, if you do not give over Bob, I will have to take him by force. Mike: Do your worst because we will never give him up. Friends stick together through thick and thin and-- Giovanni: Oh cut the crappy hero/friend speech already and let me destroy you. Mike: Fair enough. Giovanni: (suddenly appears in front of Mike) My Bob! (takes Bob and vanishes) Giovanni's Voice: HAHAHAHAHA! Now you shall die and you have no where to run! *sniff*sniff* Eww... where has Bob been? Mike: No! He got Mr. Squeakers! Gavynn: And we may die now! ???: That is correct. Mike: For God sakes, who are these people? Roland: I are Roland and I are have bad grammarness like Gavynn did/does. Gavynn: Meh to da izzo, meh to da izzay, my brotha! Roland: And now, I are shalt destroyered youz in combatness! Prepare to duelness! Mike: Awww... crap. [b]BATTLE BEGINS BETWEEN ROLAND THE SWORD DUDE WITH BAD GRAMMARNESS AND GAVYNN AND MIKE![/b] Mike: Where has the audience been the whole time. Audience Member: We thought it was intermission. :(

[i]Commercial:[/i] Man: (walks into his house) Whiskers! Here kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty... Whiskers: Meow? Man: There you are, you little bitch! C'mere you! Whiskers: MEOW! (leaps into the air and kicks the man in the face) Man: Why you little! (jumps the cat, but it escapes by scratching it's master's face) Ahhh! It burns! Whiskers: (flies onto a shelf) Audience: O.o Man: (flies onto the shelf as well) Now I've got you! [i]But the shelf is too weak and it falls. The cat lands on it's feet and escapes. The man falls on his tail bone and breaks it.[/i] Man: Grrr! (chases the cat into the kitchen) Where did you go? Whisker: Hey... he-bitch... Man: Huh? (turns around) AHH! Whiskers. Whiskers: (holds up Mega Gamma Ray Gun) No more Mister Nice Cat. Man: Mister Nice Cat? But you're a girl! (is vaporized) [b]Cat Nip[/b] [i]Your cats will love you for it.[/i] Cat: I'll see you in hell! [i]Commercial End[/i] [i]Last we left, Gavynn and Mike were wandering into Boston.[/i] Gavynn: Look, Mike! The Statue of Liberty! Mike: Gavynn... that's a lamp post. Audience: Hahahaa! Fat Guy: Hello there, small man and retard. I am Enwardo, the greatest bull fighter thingy of all time. Mike: O.o Gavynn: O.o Enwardo: I know. You must be speechless to meet such a celebrity. Gavynn: I'll say. I mean, c'mon! It was Stephen King. Enwardo: Now then, I hear you're here to find your boss, Mr. Squeakers, who is located in the Burlington Pillow Factory. Mike: Yes, that's right. Can you help us find it? Enwardo: Hell no. Get out of my face. (walks off) Mike: Wha... Gavynn: Mike! Look what I found! (stares at a dead body on the ground) Mike: Eek! A dead body! Gavynn: No! Behind the body. Mike: (gazes up) Eek! The factory. [i]And so they enter.[/i] Loud Speaker: Welcome to the Burlington Pillow Factory of Boston. Please enjoy your stay and make sure to drop your kids off at the Hard Rock Daycare. [i]Calming mall music plays in the background.[/i] Gavynn: This place is great. Mike: (looks around) Over there, Gavynn! A tour! Let's take it. Gavynn? (looks at Gavynn) Gavynn, get those pillows out of your mouth. Gavynn: :< [i]So they take the tour...[/i] [b]Five Hours later...[/b] Mike: This tour is so long and boring... Gavynn: And it just increases since it's Ben Stine as the tour guide. Ben Stine: To your left is the feather machine. In my hand is Clear Eyes. Use it. Gavynn: (shudders) So lifeless. Audience: Ha. :( Mike: Look, Gavynn! It's Mr. Squeakers! Gavynn: He's on display! :) [i]They rush over to him when suddenly, they were attacked by a giant, fluffy monster of doom![/i] Man: Ahhh! The Boston Pillow Beast! Mike/Gavynn: O.o Mike: Why me... [b]TO BE CONTINUEDNESS...[/b]

[b]Warning:[/b] This RPG is for me and Kaede San to play only... God I'm in too many RPGs... --------------- [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/Nethercast.jpg[/IMG] [I]Hello, newcomer of Marrtree. I am Skine, the God of Gods and powerful master of the eight legendary orbs that bare my name. You are probably thinking what the Gosh Dang Donkey Dizzle am I saying. Well, let me start from the beginning... It comes in technocolor! [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/intro1.jpg[/IMG] It all started long ago when us Gods ruled the world of Marrtree. It was peaceful and happy and I was the shiznit. [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/intro2.jpg[/IMG] Then a bunch of mean, nasty warriors waged war upon one another. Why? Because they are all stupid heads! Big, greedy, stupid heads! There. I said it. So us Gods had to think quick. [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/intro3.jpg[/IMG] Then one of us had an idea! God: I have an idea! [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/intro4.jpg[/IMG] And so, the Orbs of Skine were forged. They trapped the evil of the warriors' hearts and locked it away. And it stayed like that for thousands and thousands of years. [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/intro5.jpg[/IMG] Then we croaked. [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/intro6.jpg[/IMG] Now the orbs have been released and scattered throughout Marrtree. To get the ancient powers of evil and become what people call [b]the Ultimate[/b], you will have to possess all eight Orbs of Skine. There are zillions of warriors out there fighting for them. Only a select few want them, but don't want them. Am I confusing or what? Warriors want to become [b]The Ultimate[/b], but a few want to get all eight orbs to stop others from becoming [b]The Ultimate[/b]. God, are these bold letters getting annoying. Anyways, an example of one of these "warriors" is Rel: [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/Rel.jpg[/IMG] Yep... that's Rel. Your average idiot who can somehow wield a sword right much less his own fists. Luckily he'll be teamed up with other fighters along his journey to get all the Orbs. They'll set him straight... ... hopefully.[/I] ------------- [b]NetherCast[/b] Rel ran into his home which was a large stone building. Inside, he was accompanied by his best friend Blender which was, none other than a blender. He didn't exactly make any friends since his stone temple was located on an isolated mountain top in the middle of nowhere. But today would be the day he left his home and his dear friend Blender. "Well, Blender, today's the day I leave my home and my dear friend Blender." Blender just sat on it's cushion which Rel had the appliance propped up on. "That's right, Blender. I'm off to find the Orbs of Skine. Gonna get me some magic powers or whatnot." Rel dragged his suitcase up next to the blender and started looking through his clothes. "Extra shirt... jacket... underwear... can't forget my booties. Mother always said you could get sick from walking in wet shoes." Rel giggled with delight. "I can't wait to become [b]The Ultimate[/b]!" A sudden flash of lightning came and the torches lighting the room were vanquished with a sharp gust of wind. Rel squeeled. "Wha...?" "Rel..." "Huh? Who said that?" Rel looked all around until his eyes were set on his Blender which was glowing with an eerie light. "It is I, Rel." "Blender?" "No it's not the--er... uhh... yessss.. the blender. Listen, Rel. You cannot collect the Orbs of Skine so you can become [b]The Ultimate[/b]. You must get them so you can save the world from destruction." "And?" "And if you don't, all life may be destroyed by the dark evil." "And?" "And? There is no more. I don't know how to explain it any clearer." "And?" "Rel! Listen to me! I, Skine--er.. I mean... I, Blender, am asking you to do this for me. If you don't, consequences will be dire." Dire echoes throughout the room. Rel looks around for the noise, then looks back at the glowing house appliance. "So I have to get the Orbs of Skire to use for good?" "Skine! SKINE! They're called the Orbs of Skine! God, why did they choose YOU. It's the prophecies, they said. He's the chosen one, they said. The other Gods were a bunch of crackpots if you ask me." "I didn't ask you." "Just move it! And remember, once you aquire all eight, use this." The blender suddenly spews out what seems to be milk shake, but a small flute comes with it. "Use it and I will summon the orbs back up. It'll all be done before Christmas time." "I like Christmas." "I'm sure you do, Rel. I'm sure you do. And you may get a little something extra in your stocking if you do this for me." "OKAY, BLENDER!" Rel shouted. "I'll do this for you. Time to get those orbs!" Rel suddenly jumps to his feet, but knocks the blender out the window and off the mountain." "You foooooooooooool! I haven't channeled out of this yee..." Skine's voice fades away as he drops further down. Rel pays no mind and leaves his temple to start his great journey.

OOC: Well done, KOTR :) Nicely played. But dang. I was plannin' on makin' a historian. But what you just did may work out better than I expected =D -------------- [i]There wasn't much for Lorn and Gavynn to do, but take little Jakens to a cold spot in the allies of Marra. Finding some raggedy blankets near a dumpster was their only source of warmth for the night. Jakens only woke up to find himself tied to a pole, his mouth shut up by a cloth. There was nothing really to eat except for some biscuits left over from the night before when they had a tempting turkey dinner on the main deck. Some party or whatnot. Lorn only scowled at his "captain", if that's what he could even call Gavynn anymore after he didn't do anything for his crew.[/i] Lorn: I still can't believe you trust in that crack historian's ideas. Now because of you and your wild theories, Jake and the others are probably lying in what is known to be the Universe's larged ship graveyard. Gavynn: I swear, Lorn... stop it. Lorn: I just can't believe you... some captain you are... Gavynn: There's nothing I could do. (sits back against the wall) Two pirates wouldn't make a difference. That was a full fledged skylard army. [i]Lorn sniffed into the air as an insult, then wrapped himself up into a blanket.[/i] Gavynn: I promise in the morning, we'll find some place to get a new ship. We'll start off clean and find a way to get to them. Maybe get enough money to get a better ship to fly down there. You'll see. Lorn: Whatever. Gavynn: In the morning. [i]They all went to sleep.[/i] ---------------- OOC: Okay, Roxanne, here's Nym. Your chance if you want it :)

[i]Commercial:[/i] Guy: Hello, sir! Man: Uh... hi. Guy: Are you tired of being fat? Man: But I'm not fat. Guy: Want to lose pounds fast? Man: What are you talking about? I just lost 100 pounds using my stairmaster. Guy: Precisely. Man: You're a Stairmaster spokesman? Guy: No. Man: Then why-- Guy: When you chew our gum, you'll gain a new tire on your car for free. Man: What are you ta-- Guy: So go out and watch the Meteor Shower tonight because my Great Great Aunt twice removed is coming to play jacks at my rest home this coming up July 33rd in a week. Man: But it's December and there isn't a 33rd of Ju-- Guy: Yep. 33rd. (teeth ping) Man: WHO ARE YOU? Side effects may involve bloating, constipation, diaria (though we spelt it wrong), bad poopies, attacking of chickens, chicken pocks, disease caused by monkey feces in your coffee, moles, cancer :( , some symptoms from the Swedish, and-- OH! What are we saying? You get everything in the dang book! [i]End Commercial[/i] Gavynn: Boston! [i]Scene fades out.[/i]

OOC: I probably didn't say this before and I wish I did, but I didn't mark this RPG with a rating of R so please do not swear like it is one. Little kids may read this and see your "displays" like your nice F word there, KOTR :) Please do change them if they aren't damn or hell. Thanks ---------------- [i]The kid made his way through the endless tunnels of the sewers, one particular tunnel that smelt like terrible fish. Gavynn and Lorn followed, but found a nice surprise at the end of the last tunnel. Almost falling out and down to the WorldUnder, Gavynn and Lorn noticed their last tunnel led to nothing, but the sky. Where the kid went was unknown.[/i] Gavynn: Blast! We lost him! Lorn: But where could he have gone? Gavynn: I'm not sure. No person would ever think of dropping to their doom in the WorldUnder just for some stupid sail. He's tricking us. Lorn: Wha? Gavynn: LOOK OUT! [i]Gavynn pushed Lorn out of the way just in time as the kid emerged from the shadows and almost pushed Lorn off the cliff. Instead, the kid went off the cliff, but luckily for him, Gavynn grabbed him by the ruff of his shirt. Gavynn slowly pulled the boy back inside the tunnel and chucked him to the floor of the mucky sewers.[/i] Gavynn: What are you thinking? First committing a robbery, then trying murder. Kid: What's it to you? You do it all the time. You're pirates, aren't you? Gavynn: God Damnit! That's stereotypical! Why does everyone-- Lorn: Cap'n, let me handle this. (to the boy) Son, what's your name? Jakens: Jakens. Now get away you backstabbin' murderers! Gavynn: (grabs Jakens by the ruff again and holds him out over WorldUnder) What was that? Lorn: Stop it, sir! Don't do it! Gavynn; Hmf! (tosses Jakens back down) Jakens: Thank you... (breathes heavily) Gavynn: I did it for Lorn... and the Solar Sail. Lorn: Which you must give over. Jakens: Never! You'll never get it from me! Gavynn: Oh... we have ways of getting it from you... ----------------- [i]Gavynn, Lorn, and the new company of Jakens made it back to the upper level of the island in one piece. Jakens was "fast asleep" (in other words, knocked out cold) and flung over Lorn's shoulder. They drew eyes, but most people did think of the boy as a sleepy child.[/i] Gavynn: C'mon, Lorn. Pick up the pace. We've gotta get out of here as fast as we can before the authorities recognize us. Lorn: I'm comin'. I'm comin'. [i]But to their surprise, once they got to the docks, they found the Sky Lass almost in ruins, with most of the crew fighting for their lives.[/i] Lorn: What's going on over there? Gavynn: Skylards! ----------------- OOC: Okay. Skylards. These creatures are a big part of this RPG. I didn't want to explain them until now or whenever I needed to mention them. They are like winged lizards that wear clothing and wield javelins. Nasty buggers that are almost as smart as humans, but not as crafty. Though Skylards attack everyone from child to mother to village, they are huge rivals with the Sky Pirates. They will play a large role in the Battle for Cloudus later on in the story ;) Remember when using them in the story: They're green winged lizards with clothes and a javelin, pretty smart, not too crafty, quick and agile, hateful towards everyone and sometimes fight one another.

Announcer: Oh no! What will happen to Mike and Gavynn now?! Mike: Who's he? Gavynn: (shrugs) Announcer: Will the bikers kill them? Will I get home in time for the game? Will there be-- (is killed by a Biker) Gavynn: Holy dizzle! Audience: Hahahahaha! Dizzle. Mike: Gavynn, what do we do? Gavynn: Don't worry. I have a plan. Put on these clothes? (chucks a woman's dress and such at Mike) Mike: Where did you get this? Gavynn: A raccoon gave it to me while I was visiting the Magical Iguana of Ra. Audience: Hahahaha! Audience Member: I don't get it. Biker: And now for those--hey! Where the dizzle did they go? Audience: Hahahahaha! Dizzle. Mike: (dressed like a woman) Hello, kind sirs. Audience: Oooo! Hahahaha! Biker: (blushes) Well, hello little lady. What brings you out to these parts. Mike: Oh, I was just trying to find my way to a vet office. Could you help little ole me? Biker2: Why do you need a vet, ma'am? Mike: Why, to save my poor sick anteater, of course. (grabs Gavynn whose dressed as an anteater) Biker: OH MY DEAR LORD AND SAVIOR! That animal needs a doctor. It's face looks almost... human! Gavynn: Hey! Almost human? The costume didn't come with a mask! Biker: Oh my George! The anteater's so sick he's talkin' crazy! Biker2: Hey, wait a dern minute. Anteaters can't talk anyways... Mike: Eeek... [i]Long silence...[/i] Biker3: He must be really sick then! Biker: Yeah! Mike: Phew! [i]Mike wipes his forehead, but knocks off his wig. He then quickly grabs it and puts it on. Luckily, the Bikers didn't see.[/i] Biker: Sure, little lady. We'll take you to the nearest vet. You can hop on my bike and your pet can hop on Mucus Lucus's ride. Lucus: Hi! (waves sticky mucus fingers) Gavynn: (shudders) Biker: My name's Kinky Kyle. Mike: (in normal voice) Nice to-- ahem! Ahem! (in girl voice) Nice to meet you. Kyle: LET'S RIDE! [i]And so they're off. Down the road. Yep. On bikes. True dat. Cool stuff. CUE THE COMMERCIALS![/i]

OOC: Torture, eh? XD ------------- [i]After paying the shopkeep 100 pieces of eight, the group makes their way out of the shop with the miraculous new treasure.[/i] Gavynn: (admiring the Solar Sail) Quite a treasure. But this can't be relied on. We still may need supplies for patching the sails. Think about it... it works with solar light. What if the clouds cover the sun or it's night. We do tend to travel at night. Lorn: Very well. (scratches beard) Let's go back in the shop. Jake: After what we just did? The authorities are probably on our tails. Gavynn: Let's go there then. (points at a large building at the end of the street) Pete: Aye. I agree. Looks like a big shop. Gavynn: We'll find our sail supplies and be hidden from the authorities. Jake: Then let's not waste a minute. They'll be here at any moment! [i]The four make a mad dash at the large shop and rush inside through the open doors. They were right. It was very crowded and had it's own section for boat supplies.[/i] Gavynn: (picking through shelves) Find any cloth, Jake? Jake: Nah, Gavynn. No good. Pete: Same here, Cap'n. Lorn: (picking through women's clothing) I... uh... am having no such luck neither. Heh heh. Gavynn: Blast! They may not have any. Lorn: (picks up a large cloth in the women's clothing) Sir... will this do? Gavynn: (peers over) Yes! That'd be perfect! (grabs cloth) Now, no tasers this time. We don't wanna start trouble in a place full of people. We'll be trapped. Besides, cloth is a simple price. ------------- Gavynn: 800 PIECES OF EIGHT?! Shopkeep: That's the price. Gavynn: You've gotta be kidding me! Pete: Sir... the shopkeep could use a jolt to his brain. Gavynn: (to Pete) I said none of that! (turns back to shopkeeper) There's got to be some reasoning here. How about 500 pieces of eight. Shopkeep: Nope. Gavynn: 800 is robbery. Shopkeep: For robbers like you, it's only fair, right? Gavynn: Damnit! That's stereotypical! Shopkeep: Let it be prejudice! I'm sure all the people in here would agree. (looks over at the door and spots police) Oh! Officers! Over here! [i]Gavynn turns to see the authorities making their way through the crowd towards him and the three others so he pushes Pete, Jake, and Lorn the other way to the back door.[/i] Shopkeep: STOP THEM! They're making away with my women's cloth! [i]The back door happened to lead to a small stream that most likely supplied water for the town. Just around the bend was the street that leads to their ship.[/i] Gavynn: Let's go. [i]The four of them run with all their might down the road, but only to be cut off by officers.[/i] Gavynn: Damnit again! Officer: Stand still so we can shoot you down. Gavynn: Ha ha ha! So funny. (pulls out a gun and blasts down the officer) Officer2: (fires his gun at Gavynn, but it flares into the crowd) [i]The buccaneers rush back down the road towards the ship, the crowd behind blocking the officers' gunshots. When they were almost onto the ship, Gavynn bumped into a young boy.[/i] Gavynn: Watch it, kid. Boy: Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. [i]Gavynn shook his head and ran onto the ship. It was already set to start flying so the officers, once they were at the docks, had no chance. They fired a couple of rounds, but it never made it past the captain?s cabin. After 5 minutes of flight, they all met on the top deck to discuss matters. Gavynn stood at the helm with Jake the Cutter at his side.[/I] Gavynn: Okay. That was one of our lesser successful marketing trips, but we did get what we needed. [I]The pirates cheered in their grunty-like ways.[/I] Gavynn: We got the sail cloth. (holds up sail cloth) We also got a special item that cost us a bundle. The Solar Sail. (reaches into pocket) Wha? (reaches into bag on his shoulder) Did you have it, Jake? Jake: No, sir. Gavynn: Pete? Pete: Nope. Gavynn: Lorn?! Lorn: (hides a bra) Huh? Oh! No, sir. You had it. Gavynn: (looks pale) Jake: Gee, Cap?n Gavynn. You look sick. Gavynn: We lost the Solar Sail.

OOC: Buddy? :< --------------- [i]Audience is still cheering for some reason as the scene fades back in. Gavynn and Mike are walking down a sun parched highway.[/i] Mike: Weren't we just in town? Gavynn: La la la la. La la la la. Elmo's World. Mike: Gavynn, this isn't the time. Gavynn: La la la la. La la la la. Elmo's World. Mike: Gavynn... Gavynn: I don't know the rest of the words... la la la laaaa!!! Mike: Gavynn! Gavynn: Yesh? Mike: Cut it out! Audience: Lol! Mike: What? That wasn't even funny. Audience Member: We know. Mike: O.o Gavynn: MIKE! Look! (points) Mike: Huh? (follows Gavynn's finger) [i]There's a large sign that says "Bob's Big Butt".[/i] Mike: A place to eat! Gavynn: The name's kind of disturbing. Bob's Big Butt. Audience: (laughs) Gavynn: Let's go in! [i]The two enter. Once inside, they note all the people with large behinds.[/i] Mike: So that's where the name comes from... Audience: Lol!!!!!!!!! Gavynn: (talking to manager) Hello. We'd like a table. Manager: Of course you would. [i]Long pause.[/i] Mike: Aren't you gonna seat us? Manager: Why would I do that? You're grown men. Audience: Lol! Mike: Fine. We'll find our own table. (makes his way past the manager) Manager: (unsheathes a sword and holds it to Mike's throat) No one and I mean NO one goes past the yellow line. [i]Gavynn and Mike look at the line on the floor.[/i] Mike: It's blue. Audience: (laughs) Manager: SHUT UP! Gavynn: Don't worry, Mike. I'll handle this one. (approaches Manager) Hello, kind sir. I am Jose Alaxendra, a mexican immigrant. Manager: You don't look mexican. Gavynn: That's what they all say and BAM! Headphone City. Manager: What? Mike: He has problems. You better get out of here. Manager: Hey, thanks! (runs out of restaurant) Mike: We did it! Audience: (cheers) Gavynn: Now let's sit and eat. [i]The two of them find a table and sit down for some food. A man in a large dog mascot costume comes up to the table.[/i] Dog Guy: Hahahaha huck! Gee golly wiz, my name is Kooter the Dog, hahahaha huck! Can I take your Bob's Big Butty order? Mike: Uhh... sure... Kooter... I'd like the spaghetti special. Kooter: Okay. One Bob's Butt Worms special. Audience: Ewww! Mike: You said it... Kooter: (to Gavynn) And you? Gavynn: The Smelly Poo Poo Platter. Audience: Hahahahaha! (cheers) Kooter: Okay. Hahahaha huck! I'll be back with your orders. Booyah! [i]As the overly large dog man goes into the kitchen, Mike leans over the table towards Gavynn.[/i] Mike: Gavynn... I think those guys are looking at us... (points) Gavynn: What? They're checking me out? Audience: Lol! Mike: No! They look mean. Gavynn: What's so mean about them? They look friendly. (admires how one of them is missing an arm and a gun barrel has replaced it) Mike: Are you mad? They look like the worst types of folk! Mean-Looking Man: Hey! We don't take kindly to people pokin' fun at our appearances. (puts hands over eyes) We have feelings. Another Mean-looking Man: Hey! You made Crybaby Joe cry like a baby that cries like a baby because it's a baby and that's what babies cry about. Being babies. Audience: Wha? Mike: I didn't mean it! Third Mean-Lookin' Guy: Let's get him! Another Mean-looking Guy: No. Leave her alone. Mike: Uh... excuse me, but shouldn't that be "leave HIM alone"? Another Mean-looking Guy: Okay. Now you can kill him. Mike: Aw crap. Gavynn: Don't worry, Mike. I've got this covered. Mike: Thank God. Gavynn: (approaches the mean guys) Alright, bubs... listen up... Another Mean-looking Guy: Join us or die. Gavynn: Sorry, Mike. (grabs a chair leg to beat Mike with) Audience: Lmao! Gavynn: There's that word! Do any of you rowdy-looking men know what that means? Crybaby Joe: Doesn't it mean Launch Monkeys At Octopi? Another Mean-looking Man: No, no. You idiots. It's Lamb Mashing Acorn Outbox. Mike: That doesn't make sense. It's Laugh my @$s off, you idiots. Another Mean-looking Man: Okay. Now kill him twice. Mike: Someone stop me. Gavynn: DESTROY! [i]The mean looking guys fall over unconscious.[/i] Mike: That didn't make any sense. Gavynn: (pushes Mike out the door) Just go with it. [i]Just as they left, Kooper opened the doors to the kitchen and served up the spaghetti and poo poo platter to Gavynn and Mike's table.[/i] Kooper: Where did they go? (sees unconscious brutes) Oh my. Hahahahaha huck! Audience: (applauds as scene ends) Kooper: I have fans! Hahaha huck! [i]We said the scene ends.[/i] Kooper: Thank you! Thank you! [i]THE SCENE IS OVER! CUE COMMERCIALS, DAMNIT![/i]

Welcome, the four who have made it. I am pleased to present you with Scriptwriter's first production (if there will be more). I'll explain how to do this and what the story will be about. First... [b]What to do:[/b] It's simple to post in this RPG. Firstly, to make sure there's no arguments in posting, when you wanna post a piece of the script (you cannot double post, of course), simply post a post that says "reserved", then edit the post with your piece of the script. But do not reserve and not post the script. Next, make sure to write the script like I said to write it back in the recruitment thread. Like this, for example: Gavynn: Dum dee dum dum dum... (eats his apple) That's good stuff. [i]Suddenly, Gavynn is spotted by airplanes of deathness! Ho no![/i] Gavynn: Bring it airplanes! That's how it's done if you wanted to remember. Next, try to not be crazy with what you write. This is not a comedy (I know. Me and no comedy is scary), but it can have humorous stuff. Just keep it smart funny. No wild antics funny. Also try to follow the storyline. If you make the characters go off topic and stuff, it just ruins the whole thing. I will inform if a post is not right. But that won't be often, let's hope :) Now then, in Scriptwriter, I have made it so this RPG has three chapters. Each Chapter has a title and we've somehow gotta get the storyline to match it. But it has to be smoothly molded in. Don't just twist the story around suddenly. Like, if the chapter is called "Banana of Death", don't make it so the first post of that chapter is the heroes are attacked by a banana of death. That'd be crazy. Let's just let it slowly progress into it. Plus, before submitting any post, please run it through spellcheck/grammar check. Thanks. And what I believe to be lastly, don't throw yourselves into the story. We might be able to use names, but ourselves would mess it up. I'm not gonna be in it even if my name is one of the characters. Okay, he's the main character, but I needed a name and I was talking to Shinmaru about our sitcom and so bam. That was the name that came to me. Next, the story. [b]The Story[/b] The RPG we will be doing is called "Ancient Cloud" and is about sky pirates and the battle to slay an ancient evil. The people of the story live on floating islands in the sky which all make up Cloudus, a magical word that has a pirate theme. Sky Pirates are like our kind of pirates that plunder Cloudus with their magical flying pirate ships that are propelled by propellers :) Our main character, Gavynn, is the captain of a sky pirate vessel called The Sky Lass. Him and his pirate buddies will later on supposedly be the reason why am ancient flying demon is released into Cloudus. I'll help you guys with forming that part, but for now, let's get this game going! BOOYAH! Just another note: You'll notice in the beginning of my first post (when the script actually starts) that Gavynn has a bad thing happen to him. This event changes him forever and is the reason why he's captain. He's now not such a nice person, but also doesn't always kill for no reason. ;) [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/ancientcloud.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/chapter1.jpg[/IMG] [i]It's a dark night and smoke is rising from the chimneys of the peaceful houses on the sky island of Toronos. Everyone is snug in their beds and did not even hear the rowdy comings of buccaneers on horseback. It was about 2 in the morning when those gangly pirates road into town with flaming torches, guns, swords, and a plan to destroy all in sight. It all started when one man was taking out his chickens to their pen. He looked up and saw the first of the pirates riding on a black stallion.[/i] Man: PIRATES! [i]He was shot on the spot. But his simple call awoke the neighbors who woke their neighbors and so forth. The presence of the pirates was known. People scurried all over to try to escape them, but they were either shot or slain by sword. Houses, occupied or not, were burnt to the ground by the torches clutched in most of the pirates' hands. The place went up in smoke.[/i] Pirate: Toronos is ours, boys! HA HA! [i]Up on a hill, not even a half a mile from the town the pirates were plundering was the dark captain of the ruthless buccaneers. His name was Captain Jackson Dane. He chucked his cigar to the ground, stepped on it with his heel, and walked away from the burning mass that was once a happy village. But to his surprise, men hid in the bushes. He was shot then and there. Stunned and wounded, he stumbled backward right off the hill. He tumbled downward towards the village, hitting tree stumps and rocks alike, until he finally came to rest at the bottom of the hill where he lay bloody and dying. Gavynn was the first to spot him there.[/i] Gavynn: FATHER! (runs towards Captain Jackson) Father! Pirate: (looks up) Cap'n? Pirate2: Cap'n's wounded! [i]The pirates rushed over to meet Gavynn at their captain's side, but were just attacked and knocked out by more men in the bushes. Gavynn as well. ----------------------------------- Once they were awake, they were given a trial. They were seated in the courthouse where their trial would take place. They all knew it was going to be death.[/i] Judge: (bangs gobbet) Order! Order, I say! [i]The room grew dead silent.[/i] Judge: May God have mercy on your souls. You scoundrels attacked poor Maryden of Toronos and killed almost all it's residents. I hope you do think you are going to get out of here alive, you greedy barbarians. (skims through papers) You are charged with so many offences, it hurts my brain to think about them. You should be shot on sight. (looks at the pirate group) All of you! Jury: We already have decided. Judge: I wouldn't see why not. What is your verdict? Gavynn: (stands up) Wait! Judge: Sit down, young man or be shot on sight. Gavynn: Let me speak! Judge: Don't test me, bo-- Gavynn: This is unfair! Judge: That's it. Men, take him out! Gavynn: (pulls out a pistol and aims it at the judge's head) Hold it right there. Judge: (shocked) You didn't search for weapons, you fools? Guard: He didn't have any when we checked him. Gavynn: I snuck this one in myself. Now let us go. Judge: Fat chance. There's more of us with guns than you. Gavynn: Go ahead. Shoot. It'll be the last thing you'll do. (sets his gun) Court Audience: (chatters) Guard: He's bluffing, sir. (readies his gun) Judge: I know he is. Shoot him! Gavynn: Don't even. [i]A man from the audience behind Gavynn pulls out a pistol of his own and readies to fire at Gavynn. Gavynn notices and shoots the man down, then makes a mad dash for the door as the crowd goes up in a rush. The other surviving pirates follow. Gavynn leads his buccaneer friends out to the docks where their ship is.[/i] Guard: (looks up) Hey! HEY! Stop! No one gets on these docks unless you have-- Gavynn: (shoots him) Yeah. Permission. We know. (jumps onto the ship) [i]The pirates follow and get on board. Men from the courthouse come rushing towards the ship, pistols loaded and ready to take aim. Unfortunately for them, the ship's sails are already set and the propellers are started. The Sky Lass has set off with Gavynn at the helm. The men from the courthouse watch. Even the mayor is there.[/i] Mayor: (takes off his hat and throws it to the ground) Damnit! --------------------------- [b]7 years later...[/b] [i]The Sky Lass docks at the town of Marra of the sky island Janus. It's a peaceful island and Gavynn's crew aren't really looking for trouble. Just to load up on new supplies.[/i] Gavynn: (peers down the hold) Got the money for the supplies, Pete? Pete: Aye, Cap'n. How much we be needin'? Gavynn: Ohhh... get about... 900 pieces of eight out. That should buy whatever we need. Pete: Aye, aye, sir! [i]Gavynn walked down off the ship and onto the docks to meet his first mate, Jake the Cutter. Jake is an expert at knife fighting. To challenge him meant death. Even Gavynn couldn't beat him. With swords is different.[/i] Gavynn: How long has it been since you've been to Marra, Jake? Seven? Eight years? Jake: Make that nine, Cap'n Gavynn. Nine whole years. Gavynn: Business? Jake: No. Marra just happened to have the best fish and chips. That's all. Gavynn: Oh. Aye. I can agree to that. I was just recently here when I took one of my one man business trips. I just had to try some. Jake: Yep. Best in all of Cloudus. Pete: (approaches Gavynn) Got the 900 pieces of eight, cap'n. Gavynn: Good. Let's go get some cloth to patch up the sails. They've gotten holes in them from the last lightning storm. [i]So, the three of them went off into the busy markets of Marra to look for a shop carrying sail cloth.[/i] -------------------- OOC: There ya go, people. A couple of notes here... pieces of eight is money back in pirate times. So I used it in this. A piece of eight is like a dollar or maybe a gold coin. Remember that. Also, since Cloudus is in the sky, that means there's gotta be a world below the clouds, right? Don't make the characters go there. They call it the WorldUnder and no one knows what it's like down there. People just assume it's an endless skyship burial ground. Have fun!

Indeed. And I'm wrapping up a few things for this now. I'll start it tomorrow, if someone else joins or not. So be ready :) Still need more if someone wishes to join ^_^ EDIT: Actually, scratch what I said. I think we have the right people for it. The RPG will start as soon as I finish this message. The selected people to do this RPG will be: -AuroraDragon -KnightoftheRose -Roxanne Leifen -Shinmaru Congrats to them and I'm sorry to those who didn't make it :< For those who did, look for the RPG "Scriptwriter- Ancient Cloud"

[i]The next scene fades in and Gavynn and Mike are standing in front of a large factory with a pillow for a sign.[/i] Gavynn: Here we are. Muffle Puff Marshmellow Factory. Mike: I thought it was Burlington Pillow Factory. Gavynn: Oh yeah. Audience: (laughs) Gavynn: Let's go in! [i]And so they enter. They were greeted by a guy who looked like he had been beaten by chimps.[/i] Mike: Look, Gavynn! It's that guy whose known as Billy! Gavynn: So it is! Get him, chimps! [i]There is a long silence.[/i] Billy: I locked them away for safety measures. Gavynn: Oh, you're no fun. Audience: Lol! Gavynn: Why are they laughing? Audience: Lol! Gavynn: It's not funny! Audience: Lmao! Gavynn: What's lmao? Mike: Never you mind! Billy: Anyways, I tried to get to you guys earlier. I know where your boss, Bob, is. Mike: Really?! Where? Billy: He was sold to some rich family in Boston. Mike: What? Why? Billy: The people mistook him for a pillow. Audience: Lol! Mike: How can you mistake a man for a pillow? Billy: Got me. I just work here. Gavynn: (rubbing chin) Boston, eh? C'mon, Mike! We're going to China! [i]The scene changes and they're shown on the Great Wall of China.[/i] Mike: Gavynn... Boston's back in the US. Audience: (laughs madly) Gavynn: Oh... c'mon, Mike! We're going to the USA! [i]They're shown back in the lobby of Mike's business.[/i] Mike: Alright! For now on, I choose where we go! Gavynn: Aightio! Mike: Now, c'mon! We've gotta catch a bus to Boston! [i]And so, the two leave, the audience applauds and the scene ends.[/i]

[I]Commercial:[/I] Man: Dum dee dum dum dum dum? (is walking) Demon: (jumps out of the bushes) ROARRRRR!!! Man: (laughs) Stupid demon. (kills it) There ya go. (walks on) Dum dee dum dum dum? Zombie: (Pops out of the ground) Brains! Man: Silly zombie. (shoves it back in the hole) Onward! (walks more) Dum dee dum dum dum? [b]GOT MILK?[/b] [I]Commerical End[/I] [I]Scene fades in with Mike pacing around the room, wondering where Gavynn and Bob went.[/I] Mike: I could be in so much trouble! Darnit! This is all Gavynn?s fault. [I]The elevator door opens revealing a man dressed in a nice suit. He approaches Mike and pulls out a badge.[/I] Man: Hello. I am Officer Dave and I wander around this building every now and then to make sure no murder or dangerous things are happening. You haven?t done anything, have you? Have you? have you? have you? have you? Mike: AHHH!! Stop echoing in my head! Dave: Oh! Sorry. I was talking into this lead pipe that leads into the long and hollow pipes of the building. Tends to echo. Audience: (laughs) Mike: (sweats) Oh. Heh heh. Dave: So? have you done anything bad? Mike: Uhh? no? Dave: Oh good. Glad to hear it. I?ll be back tomorrow to check on things. Later! (walks into elevator and leaves) Mike: (once Dave is gone) Phew! That was too close! I?ve gotta stop pacing and look for Gavynn and Bob! [I]And so, Mike runs into the elevator, presses the button and exit?s the scene. But there?s a knock at the window![/I] Gavynn: Anyone in there? Gavynn are tired! (looks down) Uh oh! Bob: (coat is ripping) Gavynn: EEE!!! Bob: (Falls onto the back of a truck full of pillows) Gavynn: Phew! [I]The truck drives away.[/I] Gavynn: AHHH! Audience: (laughs) [I]Meanwhile, Mike enters the lobby and looks around. He runs up to the registration desk where he meets a man with crooked teeth.[/I] Man with bad teeth: Can I help ya? Mike: Yes. I was wondering if you knew where my boss and friend went. Man: My name? It?s Hanky. Mike: No! I didn?t ask for your name! Audience: (laughs) Hanky: Sure. What game? Audience: (laughs) Mike: NO! Where is my friend and boss? [I]Meanwhile again?[/I] Gavynn: Can?t? hold? on much? longer? (feels his hands slip) Eee! [I]Back with Mike?[/I] Mike: Just tell me where Gavynn is! Hanky: Gavynn? Never heard of him. Or have I? I believe he?s dropped in here before. Mike: Yes! He tends to drop in! [I]Gavynn is seen outside the doors falling from the building to the ground where he screams like a girl. The audience laughs. There?s a loud crash and he enters the lobby where Mike spots him.[/I] Mike: Gavynn! There you are! Where?s Bob? Hanky: No need to sob. Mike: Ignore him. Audience: (laughs) Gavynn: Gavynn sawed Bob-- Mike: Alright. Cut out the bad grammar and third person act. Gavynn: Sorry. Audience: (laughs) Mike: You were saying? Gavynn: Bob fell out the window and onto a pillow truck. He?s going to some pillow factory or something?! Mike: Did you see the truck?s company name? Gavynn: No. Mike: Darnit! We?ve gotta get to that factory. But which one is it? Gavynn: No need to worry, Mike. My underground sources can tell us. Mike: What? Gavynn: Just follow me. (runs up to a door, opens it, and enters) Mike: Gavynn? that?s a closet. Audience: (laughs) Gavynn: (pokes his head out the door) I knew that. I was testing you. You?ve completed the test. Congrats. Mike: Come on! We?ve gotta go! Gavynn: Right. Follow me. (goes back in closet) [I]The audience laughs and applauds. Scene is done.[/I]

[IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/thosetwoguys.jpg[/IMG] Yep. It's a sitcom on OB. It's done by me, Gavynn, and Shinmaru (Mike). We are the shiznits. The show is about us, two friends, who do crazy things. But there's more! Mike is a fashion designer and once he got the job, he ended up hiring his "friend" Gavynn. Why the quotation marks? Because Gavynn is a weird friend. When Mike and Gavynn hung out, the two of them always got into mischief because of Gavynn's crazy "schemes". And hiring him to be his secretary just brings those moments back and to be sure, even more. That'd be the show. It takes place in New York, I suppose and only Mike and I are writing it. Feel free to read for I'm sure it'll be odd. Real odd. [b]Those Two Guys[/b] [i]The city of New York is a bustles, Mike noted, as he had arrived. He'd only been there for a matter of minutes before he was attacked by raging protestors to stop neutering pets. That was quite disturbing. He was relieved to find the building he would then be working in. Once he walked through the door, he was greeted by the man who shall be his boss.[/i] Boss: Hello, Michael. (shakes hands with Mike) I am your boss, Mr. Squeakers. We talked on the phone. Mike: Mr. Squeakers? Boss: Yes... I rather not like that name. Just call me Bob. Mike: Okay, Bob. So where's my office to be? Bob: Just upstairs. Here, take the elevator. [i]The two walk to the elevator where Bob pushes the button to go up. The doors open revealing a man eating a turkey sub.[/i] Bob: I thought I told you to leave! Man: But it's turkey. Audience: Lol! Bob: OUT! Man: Aww.. (walks out of elevator, but turns around at the door) I'll be back! Bob: Get out! Audience: (laughs) Bob: Oy. Come, Mike. [i]They enter the elevator. As it's going up, Mike feels a rumble in himself. Now, Mike is all about first impressions. Expecially with his bosses.[/i] Mike's Thoughts: Awww... crap. I have to fart... These things come at the worst of times. If I let it lose here, it'll start off as a bad impression. I mustn't! [i]Mike feels a rumble again.[/i] Bob: Are you okay? Audience: (quiet laugh) Mike: Yeah. Just fine. Mike's Thoughts: Ha! Yeah, right. I need to let it go now! (waits) How long does it take an elevator to get to this floor? God... it's like a monkey workin' the controls. Bob: Almost there. Mike's Thoughts: Good. Once we're out of such a small place, I can let it all go. (waits more) Eee! EEEE! Bob: Almost there. Mike: That's what you said a minute ago, you big galoot. Bob: What was that? Mike: Huh? I didn't say anything. Mike's Thoughts: Oh geez... I said that out loud. I've gotta watch my tongue... My word... it's making me sweat... the pressure... Bob: Okay. We're here. Mike: Yes! (lets it go out of excitement) Bob: Oh my! (falls over) Audience: Hahaha! Mike: Umm... that was... you... (shifts eyes) Audience: (laughs) Mike: Sir? Bob? Bob: (has hit his head) Mike: Ah damnit. (drags Bob into his new office) Hey, kind of nice. (places Bob on the couch) He'll be fine. (wanders over to his desk) Ooo... complimentary mints. (eats one) Audience: Lol. Mike: Hey, not bad. (eats another) Yummy. [i]The elevator doors suddenly open revealing a man in a trench coat, a hat, and sunglasses. He's not wearing any shoes.[/i] Mike: Uh... who are you? Man: Who do you think? Mike: The sub guy? Audience: Lol! Man: No. But I do have business with you. (approaches Mike) Mike: Eh? [i]The man comes so close to Mike his face is practically touching his.[/i] Audience: (laughs) Man: What do you know about fashion design? Mike: A lot? Man: (steps back) Oh, good. Because I don't know jack. Just so happens I was signing up for a job here and when I heard you were going to be working here and needed a secretary, I took my chances with you. Mike: What? Who are you? Man: Isn't it obvious? Mike: No. Audience: Hahaha! Man: Oh. Well then... I'll just make it obvious. (takes off trench coat) Now do you know? Mike: No! I don't! Man: (takes off hat) Now? Mike: For God sakes, no! Just tell me who you are. Man: (takes off glasses) I are Gavynn! Mike: Shouldn't that be I am--WHAT?! Audience: Lol! Gavynn: That's right. We, old childhood friends, can finally be with one another again. Have a cookie. (hands Mike a cookie) Audience: Hahaha! Mike: (stunned) Wha? No. No. This can't be. I thought we were never gonna see one another again. Gavynn: Why would we never see one another again? (takes a seat next to Bob on the couch) Mike: You always got me in trouble. Gavynn: And? Mike: And almost got me killed. Gavynn: And? Mike: And? AND?! And that's it! Gavynn: Doesn't sound too bad. Mike: Doesn't sou--yeesh! (goes to the coffee machine and pours some coffee) Gavynn: Caffiene's bad for you. Mike: I don't care. Audience: Lol! Mike: What do you want? Gavynn: I already said. To be your secretary. Do your paperwork and stuff which I probably won't do. Mike: No! No! We can't! I don't wanna be around you. I could die! You're a life hazard. Gavynn: I think Mr. Squeakers would have something different to say if he... how to say... was told by me that you knocked him out in an elevator with your flatulence. Audience: (laughs) Mike: ALRIGHT! You've got me. I can't afford to lose this job. You can be my secretary. Gavynn: (girly scream) Audience: (chuckles) Mike: But you can't make any crazy schemes, alright? Gavynn: Alright. I agree. MuhahahahahHAHAHAHAHA!!! (lightning flashes) Audience: (laughs) Mike: What the... Gavynn: Oh. The lights in this office tend to flicker. Nifty, though, huh. Audience: (laughs and claps) [i]Scene ends and fades out.[/i]

Wow. We just recieved a crap load more so I'm yays :) And let me point out that how the last three wrote theirs was perfecto! KOTR had the script concept down and Roxanne and Shinmaru definately had some interesting pieces I enjoyed reading XD KOTR, your script was kind of disturbing (but that's what you write a lot so I'm use to it ;) ) Shinmaru, you devil. That's a sitcom. But that gives me an idea =P Anyways, yes. I'll wait 'til tomorrow to start this. It'll allow a few more. Then I'll choose. Thanks to all who have entered so far. And I do know where your bedroom is, Kate. MUHAHAHAHA!

Silence, you! It won't get you in sucking up like you are! Go to your room =3 But she's right anyways. Still need more :) Good work so far, yes, yes. And no, Kill All Trends, you do not need to continue it ^_^

That was... er... interesting XD I have now learned some new ways of writing that tongue twister out. I'll remember that O.o

Well, the last part you posed as "happy bright sunshine playtime" (hehe) is purposed to say that life isn't all that bad. It's a different ending, yes :)

Nice. Good to see more. That's 3. Need some more. Here's some tips if u wanna edit your post at all. When making description actions, make them full complete sentences which includes punctuation such as periods and exclamation marks ;)

Good, good. I have 2 applicants so far. Gonna need a lot more than that, though. C'mon, people. It's all good fun until I lose an eye. Then all hell breaks lose :)

[IMG]http://myimages.fourvalve.com/dragonwarrior/scriptwritertitle.jpg[/IMG] Welcome... person... thingy... organism man lady sir. I are Gavynn, a person who possessesed bad spelling and especially terribly badly bad grammar errors in this sentence. But I shall now talk normal... nnnnnn-NOW! [b]Scriptwriter[/b] is a new fun idear to test not only your roleplaying skills, but your ability to be humorous, dramatic, grammatically correct, spelling error free, a gosh darn good writer, and shizzle like that. Don't worry. It's nothing like a test even if I just said it was a test and it totally depends on if you live or not (just kidding). This is a normal RPG where you and a few other people write a script together. This script will be funny, romantic (HA! If needed), dramatic, action-packed, and other shizzle. The dealio is to get in on this game, you must be a good writer (or, you will be chosen by how good your "application" is written). I'll explain better. To get in, you must fill out an application of course. Here's the simple application: [b]POST AN AWESOME SCRIPT YOU WROTE NOW![/b] If I can make that any clearer, you must send me a well-written script YOU wrote and post it here in this thread. That's all I need. Of course, it has to be of decent length. short story will do. And to be well-written, there shouldn't be spelling errors and grammar errors :) And as such, you must follow the standard way of writing a script. Let me help ya. When a person is talking, they have their name, a colon, then what they're saying. Example: Gavynn: Gee, I think I'm sexy. If you want an action done during the person is talking, simply place the action inside the speech in parentheses. Example: Gavynn: Gee, I think I'm sexy. (He scratches himself) Yeeepparoo. Wow. Hard, right? Then, when an action is happening that wouldn't happen during a speech, it's placed in italics and all by itself in a seperate space. Example: Gavynn: Gee, I think I'm sexy. (He scratches himself) Yeeepparoo. [i]Suddenly, monkeys rampage the building Gavynn is standing in. Gavynn is trapped with all his sexiness![/i] As you can see, spaces are placed between different events as well. This also includes talking. Example: Kate: Gavynn? Gavynn: Kate? Barney: Kate? Kate: Barney? Gavynn: Barney? Kate: Kate? Gavynn: You are Kate. Kate: Yeah. I think you've got the idea. That was a short tutorial to get you guys going. Now get out there and write somethin' up and submit it! Because time is money and I like spending money :) I think that's all for now. Remember, the idea of this RPG is the people who are chosen write a script together taking turns adding new stuff. It's gonna be sweet! But for now, submit a short story in script form. Good luck!

I dunno. I worked on it on and off within a night and partial school day. I hated the whole experience XD Spelt speechless wrong :P

OKay, it's friday and there isn't full members so I'm going to stop this for a while and take time to rework it, like I said before. Meh ;_; I will have another RPG set up in the mean time to keep players occupied :)

Damario looked up at the crummy docks that were of Galveston. He stood a bit away from the ship, Damned Mistress, to wait for Flint to return, even if it's disobeying rules. Damario didn't really care. Taking out one of his fine cigars from his coat pocket, he lit up and puffed out a cloud of smoke into a passing man's face. He coughed and moved on with a crooked frown to shoot back in Damario's direction. Damario had been looking around at what he's been considering "primitives". He mostly thinks of himself as a big shot, land or sea. He didn't even think kindly of for his crew or Captain Flint. He looked up at the cloudy sky and sniffed. "Muggy weather." Damario was already aware of the "ship incident", but he didn't bother arguing with the lessers of the ship. Finding a peaceful spot to smoke his cigar was what he needed right about now. He particularly hoped Flint would move it. He couldn't wait to see the face on his Captain's mug when he finds the ship in ruins. He sighed when he finally got his wish. He chucked his cigar down into a bucket of dirty well water when he spotted Flint and Finn approaching. "Ah, bloody 'ell." He stood up from leaning against a beam of a building and nodded at Flint. He didn't pay any mind to Finn. "'Ey, Cap'n. There seems to be a pro'lem down by the docks about the Damned--" "I know, Damario," Flint replied sharply. "I know." Finn made a grin he was all too happy to make. Damario just wasn't sure what was to come next. Besides, seeing Flint mad was what he was waiting for and not seeing that happen just pissed away a good day for him.

Meh. I dunno about doing well in it since The Shadow Knight, IMO, sounds better than this one by far and that got 6th place :< But thanks anyways.