Jaggers:I'm sorry too. You don't have to appologize. It's okay. Say, since we have three people, why not start this RP?
Katana: Haha! You iz soooo evil! Don't kill da' poor deer! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!
Both: You guys are awsome. I'm pretty glad to have met you both. And sorry about all the confusion earlyer. So Jaggers, what do you say to starting this RP?
-- Edited by Scorchheart on Thursday 25th of February 2010 05:53:35 AM
-- Edited by Scorchheart on Thursday 25th of February 2010 06:49:09 AM
Sounds good to me! But we'll have to start after school. Since the kids have never met many other people in their lives other than their parents, why not we start when everyone is leaving for the roundup, yes? And don't rush seeing the mutants. I have something in mind first...
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Alright! Thanks Jaggers! I've got a computer class during school, but I'll make sure not to start till ya' say so. Other than that, I promise not to rush on seeing the mutants. I wanna see this idea! It sounds exciting!
Finalfantsy is a story ware all the charaters lives intertwine. In advent childern cloud [the cool guy carying the huge sword] is a x SOLDJER wich is a geneticly alterd super human. in the movie three strangers arive and try to find JENOVA an abomination that fell from the sky trying to kill the planet [earth].the cell from JENOVA will create the ultamite warrior SEPHIROTH.
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i am the rust upon your gears i am the insect in your ears. i hide in side you're fears.i make you cry those salty tears. i am katanapaw!
I have a game called Final Fantasy Tactics. I do know a bit about it, but lets kinda drop that subject. I don't wanna spam tjis RP page. But I still really like Final Fantasy.
Ooc: Okay, enough of this chit chat, and let's get started!
Ic: Rooke sat back in the saddle of the stallion he was riding. His father had taught him to ride when he was young, and that was what he had done for a long time, while watching his parents. It was about time for everyone in the town to start pouring into the fields where they all meet up for roundups. His mother wasn't coming, but he was with his father. "Okay Rooke, you ready?" his dad called, and Rooke shook his arm in the air before commanding the horse to charge forward. It wasn't long before they reached the fields where some people from the town gathered. Some still had to come yet, so Rooke sat back again and sighed.
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Simon stepped out of his father's stable into the bright sunlight, his blonde army styled hair shimmering like golden grass. Today, his attire was a bagggy pair of army jeans-curtousy of his father- and a thin camoflage T-shirt. He was a gangly younge teenager who enjoyed a good laugh every once in a while, but he knew when to be seriouse. His father had taught him plenty about what was out there, and had prepared him for it.
Simon walked over to the small shack his family owned. They lived in a forest area, wich was just bursting with life. They had decided to set up a home here for an easy living, and were happy to at least be able to live away from jobs that just kicked ya' out.
As Simon examined the note left by his father and mother, he found it quit odd. They had written that they'd left early for something important, and would be back by 5:30. Right now, the time was 5:00. They'd be home in half an hour.
Seeing as sitting around wasn't going to do much, he went back to the stable and picked out his favorite horse, Stark. Stark was an extreemly strong and fast horse, and this had come out of raising him from birth after his mother died. Simon had raised Stark with the best of his ability, and a well trained horse was his reward.
Stark was A Grey and black stallion with peircing ice blue eyes. He was calm, and could easily sense danger. Simon loved this horse very much, and cherished Stark like he was a brother. "Hiya bud, ya' wanna go for a run?"Simon asked Stark. The Stallion stomped his hoof once as if to say that he did. "Good, ya' remembered that little signal I taught ya'. Alrighty then, lets get this show started for when ma' and pa' get back." Simon comanded as he lead Stark out to the running track in their territory.
Rooke sighed deeply as he rode the stallion through the pastures. The horse was a dark gray roan. He was fast as it was, but he had the ability to pour on the speed and run faster than the fastest truck could go. He wiped sweat from his brow. It had been really hot the past few days. He stayed close to his father, as he always did when they went out on the pastures to search for missing deer. He looked around and saw the dark shape of Feather, a buck that had been his best friend forever. He was always going off by himself, but coming right back the second Rooke stepped out of the house. He smiled. No time to bring him back now. They had a long way to go.
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