A-day

[Fripplebubbylover]

This is a role-playing thread, and yes, I am copying the other role-playing thread because that thread does not accept any more people. A-day means Armageddon Day, or the end of runescape as we know it. The story does not start on the last day, but will end there. Accepting 5 people! App form to join:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

name:

 

 

 

age:

 

 

 

male or female:

 

 

 

weapon:

 

 

 

race:

 

 

 

hometown:

 

 

 

occupation:

 

 

 

other:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

An example:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

name: Dlax

 

 

 

age: ? unknown ?

 

 

 

male or female: Male

 

 

 

weapon: Poisoned Dragon Dagger, Whip, Poisoned Dragon Claws

 

 

 

race: Demon

 

 

 

hometown: Stone Circle outside Varrock

 

 

 

occupation: Theif, Assasain

 

 

 

other: Wears ghost robes, very rich

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Begining of story:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

%@ A.M., outside Falador

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Did'ja see that?"

 

 

 

"See what?"

 

 

 

"Nevermind. Wait, there it was again!"

 

 

 

"I don't see anything."

 

 

 

"There, in the bushes!"

 

 

 

"Relax. There's nothing. You just need a little sleep that's all."

 

 

 

"But I swear I saw something!"

 

 

 

"No, you didn't. come on, if we want to get to Falador by lunch, we'd better get moving."

 

 

 

"Fine."

 

 

 

One of the men suddenly fell to the ground, an arrow in his back. The other stared at him in horror for a few seconds, then ran. The ground in front of him exploded as a spell hit it. Arrows blocked his exit. He knew he had but one option left.

 

 

 

"Home teleport!"

 

 

 

He quickly chalked his teleportation circle and sat down. Oh, what was the incantation again?!? He fumbled through his pockets for a spellbook. There!

 

 

 

"Lumborgodia!"

 

 

 

He was lifted into the air. Blue light clouded his vision and he was unable to avoid an arrow. It peirced him through the heart. But then he was gone. His soul ripped in two as half of him respawned im lumbridge, while the other half missed Lumbridge and landed in the center of the Stone Circle. And everyone knows what happens to a human when they bring new world magic smack bang in to old world magic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It rose from the dust, it's eyes blood red.

 

 

 

4 feet tall, the stories said.

 

 

 

It saw the world, and good it scorned.

 

 

 

Beware saridoman, for Drax is born.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enjoy!

[archimage_a]

name: Archright

 

 

 

age: 14

 

 

 

male or female: Male

 

 

 

weapon: Pharos(Ray gun that works by focusing sunlight)

 

 

 

race: Human

 

 

 

hometown: Rimmington

 

 

 

occupation: Student

 

 

 

other: He was diving off the coast of Rimmington when he discovered the ruins of a once great lighthouse. He recovered the top portion and discovered is awesome power. After which he began to gain an interest in the history of Rimmington. Discovering than many years ago it held many dark secerets that will hopefully never be revealed. But some of them have yield great strength for him. He is well versed in many charms and spells that allow him to create sunlight in his hands. This combined with the Pharos allows him to melt armour and destroy countless attackers with ease. Of course being so young he required a tutor. Since his father was to busy...drinking... to notice he was forced to find someone on his own(His mother died in childbirth). Finally finding that the General storekeeper knew a bit about it he set about studing. Eventually raising enough money to go to the Digsite on a day trip. While there he found a Zaros Talisman. Using this with the Pharos created a ilusion of Zaros. But more than that. A hologram. He sat for hours talking to it. It talked back, telling Arcright of the many different ages, and how Rimmington had been an important trading city. When the day drew to a close Zaros asked Arcright to take the Talisman back to Rimmington so that he might help him find out more. This was one year ago.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today at this very second Arcright is in a cave at the bottom of the ocean, with Zaros, looking at some of the ancient buildings. The dwellers of which moved out when Guthix came. A cold wind blew through the cave, strange as it was air tight...

[Xewleer]

name: Tomos Simula

 

 

 

age: about 18 in human years (compared age majharrat to human, like dog years)

 

 

 

male or female: male

 

 

 

weapon: He can make ice out of nothing (provided not in desert or volcano) and can control it like we can an arm or something like that. (he creates a person, and that person can move about how he wants it.)

 

 

 

race: majharrat

 

 

 

hometown: Frenskae

 

 

 

occupation: wanderer, he kinda does parties, but doesn't like them, just jobs. has much skill in fishing (for some reason he likes to fish)

 

 

 

other: He is majharrat, but is not allied to any god that we here know. He came over after Zamorack became a god and Saradomin and him were stopped by guthix. Thus unaligned, with very little knowledge of Zaros (he is very young majharrat) He is currently trying to get knowledge about this mysterious Zaros. He senses something to the east of where he met with Amandyl's guardians, toward Rimmington.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He set out with high hopes, maybe he can finally find something that he can call his leader. He will not lead anyone.

[Fripplebubbylover]

Good! Your all acepted! 7 more people can join...

[andufusthebronze]

name: Steven

 

 

 

age: 24

 

 

 

male or female: Male

 

 

 

weapon: Kazlaar, A powerful sword. Thought only to exist in legend, it once belonged to a powerful daemon slayer.

 

 

 

race: Elf/ human

 

 

 

hometown:Varrock

 

 

 

occupation: Librarian

 

 

 

other: Steven's parents where mixed race, his father was a human warrior. And his mother an elven mage, his father handed him two treasure maps, he followed one. He foudn Kazlaar at the end of the map, he never followed the second one. He feels that the second map leads either to the kingdom of gods, or the oppisite.

[Fripplebubbylover]

Good. 6 more people can come, but the story can still go on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Drax Part Two

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A shadowy figure crept away from the stone circle. It was quiet, sence all the dark magicians had been destroyed by the effect of Part One. Drax was thirsty. In order for him to begin his theiving adventures, he decided, he needed a drink. He snapped his fingers and was in was in the Blue Moon Inn instantly.

 

 

 

"Whoa! What's that?"

 

 

 

The men and women in the inn backed away. One of the braver men drew his sword.

 

 

 

"Who are you and why are you here?" He demanded.

 

 

 

"Worthless Guthix scum." Replied Drax and incinerated the man.

 

 

 

"You! Bartender! Gimmie a barrel of your finest ale or meet the same fate he did!" Darx jerked a thumb towards the pile of ashes on the floor.

 

 

 

"Y-yes, right away."

 

 

 

"Better make it quick."

 

 

 

While he was waiting, one of the women in the bar ran through the door and called the guards.

 

 

 

"Guards, guards! Help, theres a demon! Please help us!"

 

 

 

"A demon? Hah. And Evil Bob just materilazied behind me."

 

 

 

"Actually..."

 

 

 

"What? Noooooooooooooo!"

 

 

 

The other guards looked in astonishment as the insolent guard was whisked away by a large cat.

 

 

 

"Um... Anyway, we'll check it out." Said one guard.

 

 

 

"Please hurry!"

 

 

 

The guard hustled inside the Inn to find a scene of destruction. Dead bodies were laying evrywhere, poisioned. An empty barrel of ale lay on the ground, and all that was left of the bartender was a puddle of, well, it looked like ketchup, for a hint.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Death follows, wherever he goes.

 

 

 

Don't get too close, or he'll cut off your nose. ( :XD: )

 

 

 

Life will perish at his touch.

 

 

 

You will hurt, just as much.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enjoy!

[Xewleer]

wait... what kinda RPS? I'm confused... Is it like Zipper10's? if sop then I may post later today... If I can...