9mm Avenger

[color=firebrick][i]Marth watched Abob receed into the Jedi camp to send a call to the temple for re-enforcement, Marth approached Lord Hoth.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Lord Hoth, if the Sith do not trust eachother as we do, why are we still fighting this war of attrition? [b]Lord Hoth:[/b]That is a good question, Marth..I will meditate on this some nightfall... [i]Suddenly, a lighting storm forms on the horizon..[/i] [b]Padawan:[/b]That isn't a normal storm...It feels sad..and angry.. [b]Lord Hoth:[/b]Agreed...It's a Sith trick! [b]Marth:[/b]Give me your strenght, Jedi! I will block the storm! [i]The Jedi stare at Marth, but with a command from Lord Hoth, the Jedi focused thier strenght into Marth. Suddenly, the first blot struck Marth, then another, and another. A blue glow enveloped Marth, and he cast the dark energy back to it's point of origin, where it exploded...Marth collapses on the ground from the energy draining block. Lord Hoth quickly aummons medics, and Marth is taken off to a medic tent until he is healed..[/i][/color]

[COLOR=firebrick]meh, it's worth a shot... [b]Name:[/b]Marth [b]Age:[/b]Around 500 [b]Race:[/b]Shape Shifter [b]Weapons:[/b]Basically anything he can get his hands on, but generally uses some sort of sword. [b]Humanoid Apperance:[/b]Marth is just under six feet, making him very small for his age. Marth has piercing grey eyes, and dark black hair, and, despite his small size, is well built. His one distinguishing mark is that in any form he chooses to take, his hair will always be a light blue on the base of his skull. [b]Bio:[/b]Marth is one of the few genetic experiments that were actually successful. Instead of being cast of like a beast, he was welcomed into almost any family, generally because of his smooth talk, and his apperance. Because of these two qualties, Marth was able to become a successful con-artist, running from town to town, stealing money for himself. Becuase of this, Marth is incrediably greedy, and thinks of no one but him self.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=firebrick][i]Marth stared in horror as the wall of fire flew past him, barley fivehundered meters away. He saw the Jedi on the other front run away from it, but Marth knew they were doomed....Then the wall of fire dissapeared. Suddenly, the Sith Marth weer fighting ran away, retreating to thier own lines. Marth stood up, and began to run over to where Lord Hoth was standing...He needed to knwo what had just happened.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][i]2006, January 6th, 2:30 am Location: Over Baghdad, the capital of Iraq. Intelligence operations have told us that the peace situation in the Middle East, most noticably Iraq, is deteriorating. As you can see from these pictures, what was once the US Embassy is now a smouldering hole, and the new site for a Terrorist training camp. Based on the success of the operative Sam Fisher over two years ago, we have decided to send an entire SpecOps cell into battle againts the Iraqi troops in Baghdad. Note how we will only hit substantial military targets, oil reserves, anything to cripple the war effort. You have been armed with a 5.56mm SC-21L rifle, perfect for use in hostile territories, but hepful when stealth is necessary. Despite the fact that you are waging war, you will be silent in your operations, and shoot only when shot at. Other than that, you have a liscence to Kill. Many of you have been picked for your history of service to the Spec. Forces, others green recruites with computer knowladge. You will all need to work together to accomplish our goals. Note that in addition to your Spec.Ops. gear, you have each been issued a Cyanide pill. Only when captured do you use this, and under no other circumstances. Do not give away the operations of your cell. If captured, and do not have ready access to the Cyanide, accept the fact that you are officially considered KIA, unless you escape, and are deemed ready for active service. You leave at fifteen hundered hours tomorrow. Good luck, as America, and the free world, is depending on you.[/i][/COLOR] [COLOR=darkblue]Okay, there is the story...As there is a limited number of spots availible, because of the small number of people in Spec.Ops. cells, you will either have to wow me with your signup, or have a good RPG history. Here's what you need to join.. [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Agent #:[/b] [i]I will assign these[/i] [b]Special Skills:[/b] [i]Compter hacking, silent movement, etc.[/i] [b]Bio/History:[/b] [b]Extra:[/b][/COLOR]

[COLOR=firebrick][i]The assault came quick and swiftly, Marth didn't even see it coming. The Sith exploded out of the ground, the evil Force blind soldiers laying down torrents of fire at Marth's posistion. As he watched, one yound padawn, barley 12, was cut down by a Sith lord. Marth exploded from hsi crouching posistion, cathing the Sith off guard. Marth's sbaer arched though the Sith, cleaving him from head to waist. The two halves split apart, the face frozen in a state of shock, and amusement. Force lighting exploded beside Marth, but he used the Force to channle it...This was going to a long, tiring battle...[/i][/COLOR]

lol, thnx Flash. [color=firebrick][b]Name:[/b] Marth Rigfield [b]Alliance:[/b]Allies [b]Military:[/b]American [b]Description:[/b]Marth looks like he stepped from a recruiting poster, he is very tall, and well built, with deep blue eyes, black hair with grey highlights, and a large battle scar on his right arm. [b]History:[/b]Marth was your average American, born in Washington DC, he lived in a happy family until his father joined the March of War. Marth, now ten years old, was watching TV with his family when First Lieutenant Frederic Harker reported that Marths' father had died in battle, accidentaly shot by one of his own tanks. Scence Marth's mother was physically handicapped from a work accident which removed her right arm, Marth's older brother had to work to support both his family, and Marth's family. Both families were very poor, and Marth just coulden't bare to see his family like this, but coulden't do anything until he was older than 16. Marth joined the American Mobile Infantry at age 19, and was pressed into battle with little training, but destinguished himself at the Battle of the Gulf, slaying several eneymy soldiers, and taking a grenade for his commander. This incident lead to a large scar on his right arm, but Marth has survived, and was awarded the Citation for Bravery, and a small party held by the surviving members of his platoon. Marth, after seeing the horrors of large scale wars, was trained in the SpecOps, proving that a man of his build can move silently, but Marth is very weak againts tanks, and A-S(Air to Surface) fire. [b]Supplimental:[/b]Marth is an able-bodied leader, who will try to not to get his hands bloody unless he absolutly has to. Due to the lack of heavy weapons on his persona, he must be assisted by a tank, or A-S fire if he he going up againts tanks, or heavy bunker emplacements.[/color]

Hey Boba, my guy uses Force Lightining, but he's a Jedi, not a Sith...Coulden't he be like that guy from JK2? He's both good and bad? (cause force lightining kicks a$s!)

I am a MAJOR Sonic fan, so no surprise, I loves SA2...'Cept for Knuckles' and Rouge's levels...Finding things hidden in massive level, help by hints that hinder more than assist, is not my idea of a Sonic game...But, it does offer a bit more than just moving right at high speeds. My favorite level if definatly FinalHazard, because Super Sonic and Hyper Shadow are just frikkin awsome! Too bad that after you play that level, SS and HS aren't availible for regular play, or even Battle... I would give the game 8/10...It would have scored higher if Knux's and Rouge's levels were more exciting, and if SS and HS were characters you could play more often.

What I got..hm... 1. Skater clothes 2."Sabian" t-shirt 3.Sabian chrash symbol and Gibraltor stand 4.Episode 2..on...video! *cries* 5.Big Shiny Tunes 7 6.'Does This Look Infected?'-Sum41 thats about it...But the symbol [i]was[/i] $175, so..

This signup is closed, no? If it is, that's too bad...I wanted to join, but never had the chance...

hey, boba, home many people do we need to start this?(ignore the attachment, plz!) [SIZE=1]Don't host Images on OB via attachments. It's evil. -Flash[/SIZE]

Lan21013, there are no 'warrior elves' in Star Wars, lol.. --------------------------- [b]Name:[/b] Marth Rigfield [b]Age:[/b]25 [b]Species:[/b]Human [b]Weapons:[/b]Green-Gold lightsaber, small blaster pistol [b]Force Powers:[/b]Force Lightnining Block, TK, and a weak version of Alter Mind [b]Vehicles:[/b]None [b]Bio:[/b]As a very young child, Marth was taken off his Corellian homeworld, and brought to Coruscant to be trained by the Jedi. Now 25, he fights on the frontlines as a powerhouse warrior. [b]Description:[/b]Marth is tall, with deep, black eyes, several battle scars, and short balck hair. He wears a black Jedi garb, with his lightsaber and blaster pistol clipped to his belt

yes, Boba, I will be assigning the Wing Numbers.. [b]Name:[/b] Marth [b]Age:[/b] 20 [b]Rank:[/b] Flight Officer [b]Ship:[/b] A-Wing [b]Bio:[/b] Born and raised on Corellia, he joined the Alliance after the Corellian Treaty was signed, and the Emperor closed his fist around the Corellian system.

okay, thnx, Flash...I'll try to fit my char. in.. [COLOR=firebrick][i]Akira slowly crept across the roof-top, stalking the small robot who held Akira's saber in it's grasp. The droid, although scencing Akira, began running, knocking people and karts over. It light up Akira's saber, and hacked down a old reploid who wasn't fast enough. Akira lept down from the building, landing on the robot's curved dome, smashing it flat. Akira neatly fielded his spinning saber, and was about to walk away, when..[/i] [b]Robot:[/b] *beep--frizzt!* Agression inhibator broken....*frrzpt!* Beginning phase two...Initiate... [i]Suddenly, the robot began to shift and morph, until it was twice as tall as Akira. The giant robot pointed it's huge chain-gun at Akira, and a red light sprang to life on his chest.[/i] [b]Akira:[/b]Not good! [i]The robot fired, missed Akira, but blasted away a chunck of the Badlands building...[/i][/color]

*sigh* this is my 4th and final try at an X-Wing RPG, so I hope it succeedes. [FONT=century gothic][color=firebrick]Star Wars X-Wing: Beneath the Shadow[/color][/FONT] [color=burlywood] It is a time of civil unrest in the galaxy. The Rebel Alliance, led by Luke Skywalker, has destroyed the Death Star, a space-station with enough power to destroy planets. Shortly after that stunning victory, the Alliance left Yavin 4, and headed Rim-ward. On the planet Derra IV, the Rebellion was ambushed, and decimated by the Empire, and was forced to land on Hoth. There, the Rebels set up Echo Base, and held it for as long as they could before escaping. Now, the Alliance, reeling from two defeats, has learned that the Emperor has started construction of an awsome weapon, and Bothan code-slicers are attempting to find it out. This is where the Last Chance Squadron comes in. Based on Kothlis, they are one of the infamous "rogue" squadrons, who are merely on retainer by the Alliance. However, Last Chance Squadron will play an important role in the upcoming battle, one that will make or break the Alliances history....[/color] So, that's the story...Basically, you protect the Bothan ships carrying the code, and get involved with the Battle of Endor..Here's what you need to join in.. [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Rank:[/b] (nothing above Lieutanant, please) [b]Call Sign:[/b] (Leader-12, and I will assign these as i see fit) [b]Ship:[/b] (X-Wing, Y-Wing, A-Wing, B-Wing) [b]Bio/Description:[/b]

hey, I came back...wondering where we are, and if I can fit in..?

[i]Marth, codename Avenger, sat in his room, reading over the blue prints and schematics for the building. Marth absent-mindedly rolled a shell casing for his FN M249 PARA. His eyes scanned layout, and he shook his head.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Kill over 100 troops [i]without[/i] making a scene? It's crazy...But it can be done. [i]MArth got up from his room, and went over to Morph's dorm. He rapped on the door, and Morph opened it.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Hey Morph..Your gonna need some auto-gun cover...I'm you man, kay? [b]Morph:[/b]Sure, Avenger...Don't lose your cool out there, eh? [b]Marth:[/b]Yeah, you too..

[b]Name:[/b] Marth [b]Codename:[/b]Avenger [b]Age:[/b] 26 [b]Height:[/b] 6'5" [b]Weight:[/b] 210 lbs [b]Apperence:[/b] Dark, narrow eyes, spiked blond hair, and a scar on the left side of his face [b]Weapon:[/b] Machine Gun [b]Gadget:[/b] Code breaker [b]Personality:[/b] A serious fighter, more likley to shoot you in the face than let you go. When in battle, he gets a bit reckless, not caring for who's in his line of fire, so watch out!

Yeah, I've heard(right way to spell it) of Linkin Park, and I think they're quite good. They have quite a good drummer...Rob Bourdon...Quite a good drummer...Anyhow..

[i]Marth ran through the forest at full tilt, angry lances of red ripping trees and and ground around him. Marth drew out his blaster carbine, whipped around and opened fire. His carbine spat death as he mowed down two of the Death Watch troopers chasing him. The rest dove for cover, but a third just stood there. He withdrew from his backpack a weapon Marth didn't recognize. Only when the Trooper loaded the ammo, did Marth realise what it was...[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Oh no....

Took it 2 times, got Anna both times....Wierd.

Ah, C.A. and B.S....Apparently now trying to hang on to their former glory by dressing like a 30 cent whore, rubbing up againts things and other women just to draw in the male fan-base...Ah, how the mighty have fallen. Honestly tho, if you have to dress like a slut to sell albums, you've truly sunk to the lowest common denomenator. The day I see every single band on the planet dress real skanky to sell albums, that will be the day that tasteful music dies. Also, I blame this all squarley on Madonna. Curse you, vixen!(Sorry...I just really hate Madonna.)

[i]Akira sat in the darkness of an abandoned building in the heart of the Badlands. Completly invisible because his eyes were closed, Akira tapped into X5's comm device. Akira filtered out the useless comm chatter, trying to find anything concerning Warlock. Apparently, X5 wasn't a core robot, but he communicated with Warlock's head robots. Akira tried to tapp into them, but had some difficulty. Akira didn't give up..He needed to get the nighmares of Warlock and Flash out of his head....[/i]

Meh...I'm the middle of the roader RPGer...I'm not hella good, and I'm not incrediably bad, either... What I hate is those few random people who infiltrate a god RPG with a flashy sign up, but once thier in there, they post things like: "H4H4! I 4M Ffr4kIng G0d! I bl4st U all!" and so on...

wow...I'm out of it..can sum1 give me a sumamry of what's happening?