((Where were you going with that? I don't really know how to reply to that, so I'll just do it as I would, but really, if your going to stop posting for a while than you shouldn't leave on a cliffhanger.))
"Whoa! Whoa, that has never happened before, I-I-I uhh," He said, flabbergasted, staring at that others in disbelief. He frantically tried to unzip the zipper on the front but could not get it to move.
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"It takes more to critique than to do, and you cannot truly do until you can critique."
[Well, I thought that because the Time-Thief had stolen the time machine, that would mean he was still in it, right?]
[I'm not really leaving, so to speak. I'm just going to be not as active as normal. I will make more posts, as I haven't actually left.]
Name: Xarl
Race: Martian
Bio: Xarl was born in the warrior hives of his race. He was taught by the warrior caste instructors on the art of war and death, excelling in ranged weaponry. At the age of 17 standard Earth years, Xarl was already fighting, attacking Earth with the rest of his brood mates that had been born with him. Xarl distinguished himself by several acts, including the invasion of Long Island, the raid on the Chrysler building, and the elimination of the Governor of New York. Now, he and his squad mates are pushing towards the Empire State building, where a large battalion of humans defend it from the Martians. (Short I know. Sorry about that. If it needs any more elaboration, I'll happily add to it.)
Good or Evil: He's sort of neutral, though I suppose most of the group is human, he's Evil.
Equipment: A Martian variant of the M40A3 sniper rifle, a Martian sub-machine gun(Think Skorpion) and a Martian combat blade.
Appearance: Tall and muscular, as befits a Martian hailing from the Warrior Caste. His skin is a muted grey tone, to better camouflage himself in New York. His entire body is rather human like in appearance, though he has no nose or hair, and his pupils take up his entire eye area.( Black Eyes ) He wears the standard issue Martian combat suit, a skin tight garment that allows him semi invisibility( Light is distorted around his body, giving the illusion of invisibility. A slight shimmer can be seen where he is)and protection against small arms fire and flak.
((I thought you said there were TWO time machines, I thought I was opening the door to the other one, o well, I can work with this.))
"Wait, that was the Time Thief! Oh no, wait, I know how we can get to him," he said, pushing some buttons on a panel on the side, "Come in here," he said, opening the doorway to a different but similar time machine. "From here we should be able to find where he comes out at any point in time or space."
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"It takes more to critique than to do, and you cannot truly do until you can critique."
Name: Xarl
Race: Martian
Bio: Xarl was born in the warrior hives of his race. He was taught by the warrior caste instructors on the art of war and death, excelling in ranged weaponry. At the age of 17 standard Earth years, Xarl was already fighting, attacking Earth with the rest of his brood mates that had been born with him. Xarl distinguished himself by several acts, including the invasion of Long Island, the raid on the Chrysler building, and the elimination of the Governor of New York. Now, he and his squad mates are pushing towards the Empire State building, where a large battalion of humans defend it from the Martians. (Short I know. Sorry about that. If it needs any more elaboration, I'll happily add to it.)
Good or Evil: He's sort of neutral, though I suppose most of the group is human, he's Evil.
Equipment: A Martian variant of the M40A3 sniper rifle, a Martian sub-machine gun(Think Skorpion) and a Martian combat blade.
Appearance: Tall and muscular, as befits a Martian hailing from the Warrior Caste. His skin is a muted grey tone, to better camouflage himself in New York. His entire body is rather human like in appearance, though he has no nose or hair, and his pupils take up his entire eye area.( Black Eyes ) He wears the standard issue Martian combat suit, a skin tight garment that allows him semi invisibility( Light is distorted around his body, giving the illusion of invisibility. A slight shimmer can be seen where he is)and protection against small arms fire and flak.
RR
[Accepted.]
Suddenly, I was in the time machine with the Time-Thief! By the time I woke up, I was tied to a chair. The Thief flicked some levers and pushed some buttons, then he threw me out the door. I then found that I was in the BC era. Luckily, I thought up a plan. I left behind a piece of tracking paper by sticking it under Max's suitcase. If he finds it, it will show the location and time that I am trapped in.
Xarl watched as the human's head he had been targeting exploded in a spray of blood, his upper skull shattered into a thousand pieces. Xarl quickly switched targets, aiming toward a machine gunner on the eleventh floor. That human too, also sustained a bullet to the head, jerking back, sending the still firing machine gun into the ranks of his comrades. Xarl allowed himself a thin smile, pleased with his accuracy. Suddenly, a voice chimed over the encrypted radio channel. "Xarl," his officer shouted, detonations forcing him to raise his voice." A human plane just landed south of our position! It could be reinforcements! I want every passenger dead!" Xarl smiled once more; This task would be too easy. He radioed back with a simple "Affirmative." Jumping from his perch atop a pile of rubble, Xarl began the short race to the airport, selecting a building with a wide field of vision to set up on. Behind him, the Empire State building crumbled with the Martian assault.
[Woah, that is the most bada** character in any RP I've seen.]
Just in case the paper fell off, I hatched another plan. I took a rock and looked at my watch.
"12:32AM-362BC-Southern Scotland-Earth" I read out from the watch. I carved the lines into a rock and threw it off as far as I could. "They have no clues," I said, "So eventually, they will end up comming to a time where they can find that rock. Hopefully, they won't be dead by then."
And, just as I speculated, the time machine appeared in a matter of minutes. The friends I met before were, in this time machine, about 20 years older.
"Well, it sure took you long enough," I said to these older versions of the others. I told them to take me to the time machine - only just after I was taken into the one the Time-Thief stole.
The time machine from 20 years later materialized into the time machine from 20 years before, aka the one I needed to get to. I departed the time machine from the future, and it de-materialized. Now, I was back with the group. I had been gone for several hours, but to the group, it only seemed like about 10 seconds.
[If you watch shows like Doctor Who and other stuff with time-paradoxes and stuff like that, then you should know exactly what just happened.
Simple explanation:
I was gone for a few hours.
Now I'm back.
But to you, it seemed like only 10 seconds.]
Xarl set up his rifle, his combat suit allowing him to blend in with the office building he now occupied.. Through his scope he selected a target, a man who appeared to be a sort of human scientist. Just then, another human(Scatmaster) materialized out of thin air. " The time machine," he whispered to himself. He had heard the rumours but never thought them to be real. However, it was no concern to him, and he set his sights on the newly arrived human.
" Treltan squad this is Xarl. I have a shot."
"Teltran acknowledges. Weapons free. Happy hunting."
" Affirmative. Firing"
Xarl depressed the trigger, sending the sub sonic round hurtling towarards his target. (scatmaster)
"Oh there thank god," Max said in a relived tone as Rent appeared from a time-portal just as he himself was going through the suit-case portal, "We were just about to go looking for you, I have just found a major time-warp in the 1400s, wanna come?
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"It takes more to critique than to do, and you cannot truly do until you can critique."
*Bang* was the last thing I heard. This was the day I died...
Hahaha, just kidding. Martians don't really know how to make bullets properly, so their shots go quite slowly. I dodged the bullet as soon as I heard the bullet. It flew past me, but only just. "RUN!" I called out. I went off in one direction, and signaled for all the others to go in other directions, so that the Martian couldn't get a lock on one of us.
Xarl set up his rifle, his combat suit allowing him to blend in with the office building he now occupied.. Through his scope he selected a target, a man who appeared to be a sort of human scientist. Just then, another human(Scatmaster) materialized out of thin air. " The time machine," he whispered to himself. He had heard the rumours but never thought them to be real. However, it was no concern to him, and he set his sights on the newly arrived human.
" Treltan squad this is Xarl. I have a shot."
"Teltran acknowledges. Weapons free. Happy hunting."
" Affirmative. Firing"
Xarl depressed the trigger, sending the sub sonic round hurtling towarards his target. (scatmaster)
**Good luck :wink.gif:**
[I don't like having to do something like this to prevent death. The RP just started.]
...Martians don't really know how to make bullets properly, so their shots go quite slowly...
Seth woke up in the middle of a battlefield, he rembered when the battle started martians destroyed his house. He got up covered in the blood of other people. Bullets were flying everywhere, Seth ran towards a man who had shouted run ( Scatmaster ). "Hey! over here! help"!
"Hey, is that... is that ME up there?" I questioned, looking behind the Martian. I had materialized out of nowhere. I realized I had to go into the time machine and travel slightly back in time so that I would be up there before I went in the time machine so that I would know to go in the time machine in the first place.
Seth was scared to death, the man he called out to had been caught in a daze and a martian was aiming right at him. He dove forward and pushed the man out of the way of the bullet before he died. " Be careful! if you haven't noticed we are in a war zone!", Seth yelled. " Im going to find a plane, or something so that we can get out of here"! Seth ran from pillar to pillar attempting to make it to the martians sniping position. Seth was unsuccsesful. He dove into a store building with dead soldiers everywhere. He picked up one of their guns (M4A1 Carbine) and called out to the man. " Hey in here!, there are weapons"!
Xarl cursed as the human dodged the slow traveling bullet. He reached behind him for another bullet, before realizing there was another person in the room. Cursing again, Xarl quietly hoped the human didn't have a weapon, before running toward the window and jumping. Falling, he pulled out his sub machine gun, and fired into a window below him, shattering the glass. He grabbed the newly created ledge, feeling his arm dislocate as he grabbed at the floor. Letting go, he feverently hoped that his combat suit would absorb the worst of the shock.
Name: Adam Pace
Race: Human
Bio: Adam grew up in Australia with his Dad, who was a trained assassin. He taught his son everything he knew. However when he was fourteen, Adam and his Dad were attacked! Adam managed to escape in an escape pod, where he lived by himself for almost two years. In this time Adam learnt alot about technology etc.
Good or Evil: Good
Equipment: Emerald powered laser sword? Diamond blade dagger
Appearance: -Medium length, blue hair
-Olive eyes
-Relatively muscular
-Black pants, grey shirt
(Age- 16) BTW
(RR)
Name: Adam Pace
Race: Human
Bio: Adam grew up in Australia with his Dad, who was a trained assassin. He taught his son everything he knew. However when he was fourteen, Adam and his Dad were attacked! Adam managed to escape in an escape pod, where he lived by himself for almost two years. In this time Adam learnt alot about technology etc.
Good or Evil: Good
Equipment: Emerald powered laser sword? Diamond blade dagger
Appearance: -Medium length, blue hair
-Olive eyes
-Relatively muscular
-Black pants, grey shirt
(Age- 16) BTW
(RR)
http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/420871-the-new-trial-of-eternity-need-server-to-recruit-help/
I would really appreciate the help!]
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
"Whoa! Whoa, that has never happened before, I-I-I uhh," He said, flabbergasted, staring at that others in disbelief. He frantically tried to unzip the zipper on the front but could not get it to move.
[I'm not really leaving, so to speak. I'm just going to be not as active as normal. I will make more posts, as I haven't actually left.]
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
Race: Martian
Bio: Xarl was born in the warrior hives of his race. He was taught by the warrior caste instructors on the art of war and death, excelling in ranged weaponry. At the age of 17 standard Earth years, Xarl was already fighting, attacking Earth with the rest of his brood mates that had been born with him. Xarl distinguished himself by several acts, including the invasion of Long Island, the raid on the Chrysler building, and the elimination of the Governor of New York. Now, he and his squad mates are pushing towards the Empire State building, where a large battalion of humans defend it from the Martians. (Short I know. Sorry about that. If it needs any more elaboration, I'll happily add to it.)
Good or Evil: He's sort of neutral, though I suppose most of the group is human, he's Evil.
Equipment: A Martian variant of the M40A3 sniper rifle, a Martian sub-machine gun(Think Skorpion) and a Martian combat blade.
Appearance: Tall and muscular, as befits a Martian hailing from the Warrior Caste. His skin is a muted grey tone, to better camouflage himself in New York. His entire body is rather human like in appearance, though he has no nose or hair, and his pupils take up his entire eye area.( Black Eyes ) He wears the standard issue Martian combat suit, a skin tight garment that allows him semi invisibility( Light is distorted around his body, giving the illusion of invisibility. A slight shimmer can be seen where he is)and protection against small arms fire and flak.
RR
"Wait, that was the Time Thief! Oh no, wait, I know how we can get to him," he said, pushing some buttons on a panel on the side, "Come in here," he said, opening the doorway to a different but similar time machine. "From here we should be able to find where he comes out at any point in time or space."
[Accepted.]
Suddenly, I was in the time machine with the Time-Thief! By the time I woke up, I was tied to a chair. The Thief flicked some levers and pushed some buttons, then he threw me out the door. I then found that I was in the BC era. Luckily, I thought up a plan. I left behind a piece of tracking paper by sticking it under Max's suitcase. If he finds it, it will show the location and time that I am trapped in.
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
Just in case the paper fell off, I hatched another plan. I took a rock and looked at my watch.
"12:32AM-362BC-Southern Scotland-Earth" I read out from the watch. I carved the lines into a rock and threw it off as far as I could. "They have no clues," I said, "So eventually, they will end up comming to a time where they can find that rock. Hopefully, they won't be dead by then."
And, just as I speculated, the time machine appeared in a matter of minutes. The friends I met before were, in this time machine, about 20 years older.
"Well, it sure took you long enough," I said to these older versions of the others. I told them to take me to the time machine - only just after I was taken into the one the Time-Thief stole.
The time machine from 20 years later materialized into the time machine from 20 years before, aka the one I needed to get to. I departed the time machine from the future, and it de-materialized. Now, I was back with the group. I had been gone for several hours, but to the group, it only seemed like about 10 seconds.
[If you watch shows like Doctor Who and other stuff with time-paradoxes and stuff like that, then you should know exactly what just happened.
Simple explanation:
I was gone for a few hours.
Now I'm back.
But to you, it seemed like only 10 seconds.]
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
" Treltan squad this is Xarl. I have a shot."
"Teltran acknowledges. Weapons free. Happy hunting."
" Affirmative. Firing"
Xarl depressed the trigger, sending the sub sonic round hurtling towarards his target. (scatmaster)
**Good luck :wink.gif:**
Hahaha, just kidding. Martians don't really know how to make bullets properly, so their shots go quite slowly. I dodged the bullet as soon as I heard the bullet. It flew past me, but only just. "RUN!" I called out. I went off in one direction, and signaled for all the others to go in other directions, so that the Martian couldn't get a lock on one of us.
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
[I don't like having to do something like this to prevent death. The RP just started.]
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
Seth woke up in the middle of a battlefield, he rembered when the battle started martians destroyed his house. He got up covered in the blood of other people. Bullets were flying everywhere, Seth ran towards a man who had shouted run ( Scatmaster ). "Hey! over here! help"!
[I like paradoxes.]
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
[I'm a bit confused now as to where I am, so I'll take a little while to think of what to write.]
Here's a story I'm writing. So yeah.
Silent Raven
Race: Human
Bio: Adam grew up in Australia with his Dad, who was a trained assassin. He taught his son everything he knew. However when he was fourteen, Adam and his Dad were attacked! Adam managed to escape in an escape pod, where he lived by himself for almost two years. In this time Adam learnt alot about technology etc.
Good or Evil: Good
Equipment: Emerald powered laser sword? Diamond blade dagger
Appearance: -Medium length, blue hair
-Olive eyes
-Relatively muscular
-Black pants, grey shirt
(Age- 16) BTW
(RR)
((Those weapons are WAY too overpowered))