The Game

Aly slashed at another, then tripped; one had grabbed her leg. "Damn." She slashed at it, and rolled, only to be pinned by another. She struggled, slicing off a few of its fingers, but not enough to make it let her go.

 

Nox shot the monster pinning Aly. He shot two more and ran next to her. More monsters were comeing from the ground.
"Do you have a plan?" Nox asked reloading his gun.

 

Nox shot the monster pinning Aly. He shot two more and ran next to her. More monsters were comeing from the ground.
"Do you have a plan?" Nox asked reloading his gun.

 

Nox shot the monster pinning Aly. He shot two more and ran next to her. More monsters were comeing from the ground.
"Do you have a plan?" Nox asked reloading his gun.

 

Nox shot at the monster that had pinned Aly. He fired off two more shots and ran over to Aly, "do you have a plan."

 

Nox shot at the monster that had pinned Aly. He fired off two more shots and ran over to Aly, "do you have a plan."

 

Aly rolled to her feet, then rubbed her arm, grimacing. "Damned claws...not a clue." she grinned, then threw one of the knives into a creature. "You?"

 

"They look human but very sharp hands," Nox shot anouther.

 

Aly laughed, then cartwheeled, kicking another and landing on one's chest. "Yes, I figured that out." she rubbed her shoulder, kicked the one she stood on, then slashed another's hand.

 

Nox reloaded a clip and fired a shot into on of the creachers. He hit anouther with the end of his gun.

 

Aly couldn't help laughing, stabbing one creature with her knife and kicking another. Not only was this good exercise, but they were alone, and it was unlikely anyone would come. Why this was so funny, she wasn't sure yet.

 

The creachers started running away most likely fearing for thier lives. Nox fell to the ground tired and rather scrached up.

 

Hmm...this Rp seems good.

What's the ultimate purpose...Destroy the empire or something? I think it sounds plausible enough.

I want to see it a bit, and then decide if I want to join.

 

OC: it's up to you realy destroy the Empire or just try to survive.

 

Well...the story hs to atleast have an end? No?

Well, I would like to join, but since it's deserted...can I do something a bit wild?

 

OC: does it go agiest any of my rules?

 

No, not really...except I will have to be pretty creative to try and avoid the "no powers" rule. Or make something that doesn't break the rules and is acceptable, but still manages to sound like powers.

My idea is basically, religion. Make a character that is somehow connected to Mazar goverment, but religiously-like. Is that acceptable?

User name: Forgotten Hymn
Name: Eid volsparce the III
Apperance: Red,short slightly curled hair, lean and hazel blue eyes. Has a white robe over him, but under has tight bulcked black clothes.
Wepons: None...no really uses wires, and assasin small knives
Country: Mazar, but as things go he lives in Darkan as if he still held some small power over the goverment.
Where are you now: Walking from a healing mission, and close to where the other two are.
Bio: A past noble. His rights stripped from his country long ago. As a gesture of kindness he was translated as the very last of nobles group into decent Darkan living position. His family dead, and all that's left is now his mother, who serves as to present goverment rights to the remaining people of Mazar in governametal issues. He always leaves his home without notice to help groups of Mazarian people with anything they might need. Far from a resistance group, he fights for rights to the people of Mazar, and wishes establisments can be made for those surviviors someday. His skills, which are learned from sheer hard work. They consist of assasin skills with wire, and fast movement with small knives to cut through anything as projectiles. His other prominent ability is that of healing. His medical skills far surpass the practical. He is regarded by mazar as the one who can give them change. He thinks differently. As he most of the time teaches them to hold faith, so he has small cult followings in Mazar territory.
Skills:Medical skills, Healing skills, assasin skills.
Other: The end. Some say Eid can perform miracles, where does this rumor stem from nobody knows...or what is implied by this. He's 17

 

OC: fine but realize their is realy nothing left of Mazar

 

OC: Yeah, only some people, I guess. That is fine. I mean those survivors have got to get some good treatment. And since this story is a bit gubernamental I think it works fine.

Eid looked around. Trying to find a place to rest. His eyes somewhat betraying his eyesight, until he saw some figures in the distance...it seemed like a male and female.

 

OC: wait you didn't actualy sign up