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Ohmygod, OhMygod, ohmyGOD! I did bring it back! hehe..j/k. yeah, if only we could get the original crew back..With some added dragons. [b]Name:[/b]Marth Rigfield [b]Age:[/b]16 [b]Race:[/b]Human [b]Description:[/b]Tall, about 6 feet, with spiked blonde hair, and green eyes. he wears a navy blue jumpsuit with armor plates in specific points, same with his pants. He has a scar going down his face, on the left side of his face, going over the eye. [b]Equipment:[/b]A black sword, a bow, some arrows, and his jumpsuit and aromor plates.

Probably the Red Eyes Black Dragon. I just like Dragons. Alot. Also, he looks way cooler then the Blue eyes.

Hey, remember this one? It was made quite a while ago...Anywho, I plumbing the proverbial toilet, and letting this see light again. [COLOR=crimson]In the Beginning, there was God, and Satan, and the Apocoliptic War. Dragons were the main tool in this war, ravaging many Angles and Devils, often attacking thier own sides. [img]http://www.perryandtsua.com/Dini/gif/Adult114.gif[/img] Satan, seeing this, decided to take avantage of this. Seizing Taimat, the largest Dragon. In a strange hiatus, the war was halted, and God was suspicious. While many years passed, Satan experimented on Tiamat, fusing her essance into a Sword, which he called the Sword of Destiny. But Tiamat had other plans for Satan. Instead of letting him winning the war, she posessed his mind, alowing God to strike down Satan into the pits of Hell. Tiamat grabbed the Sword, and flung it far away across the Earth, into the ocean. Many years pass, and the spot of the ocean the Sword landed in formed into Mount Apocolypse, and the Sword is jammed in it's peak. The Archangle Tyrial was assigned to guard this Sword. Many have tried to get the Sword, but failed. But the Sword has corrupting powers, and Tyrial was suduced by this power, and flew off with the Sword. No one knows where he went, and many races have begun to search for Tyrial and the Sword of Destiny.[/COLOR] Kay, thats the story..heres what you need to sign up. [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Race:[/b] (Elf, Dwarf, Human) [b]Description:[/b] [b]Equipment:[/b] Kay, sign up!

Can I join....Please? [b]Character Name:[/b]Miles "Tails" Prower [img]http://www.sonicteam.com/sonicadv2/0525/illust/tails.gif[/img] [b]Reasons for choosing this Character:[/b]I used to be a big Sonic the Hedgehog fan...I have most of his games, and collected the comics until about a year ago. Aside from that, i think Tails is a pretty cool character, and pretty much is the exact image of my inner child...He can fly, and can build giant robots that blow s**t up. ;) [b]Knowladge of this Character:[/b]Well, as I said I collected the Sonic comics, so I know this charcter pretty well, and I ahve watched the TV shows, I have an idea of what a moving and talking Tails would act like. [b]Starting Zone:[/b]Green Hill Zone!

Yeah...We had those before, in the Pokemon threads, and they were so numerous, it was banned..But this was a while ago, so just to be safe, I woulden't..They get very tiresome.

[i]Marth and his Grunt squad set down about 2 klicks west of Jango's posistion, and heard his distress call imediatly.[/i] [b]Jango:[/b]Attention, all Mandalorian forces! I chrash landed on the edge of the landing zone! I need assistance immediatly.....Taking..fire....*frrrzt!* [b]Marth:[/b]All right, Grunts, you heard Jango! Now let's go give him a hand! [i]The Grunts move out across the plains, making thier way toword Jango's downed ship when they incounter a platoon of enemy troops, who open fire immediatly, forced Marth and the other Grunts to take cover. Marth finds shelter behind a rock, and arms the portable grenade launcher on his blaster.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b][i]If we don't clear out these troops, and make our way to Jango, he's done for sure![/i]

[b]Name[/b]:Marth Rigfield [b]Age[/b]:25 [b]Species[/b]:Human from Corellia [b]Squad[/b]:Grunts [b]Weapons[/b]: J-97 Blastech repeating rifle(with detachable High Explosive Grenade launcher), dual Virbroblades on his wrists which pop out when in use, M-29Blaster sidearm, flamethrowers in the right wrist, and a rocket launcher in his jetpack. [b]Description[/b]: Dark grey armor with a black undersuit, and a navy blue jumpsuit. Underneath, Marth has blonde hair, green eyes, and a battle scar running down his face on the left side. He is about 6 foot 9, and is well built. [b]Bio[/b]: The perfect soilder(in his mind, anyways), Marth has used most of his life to hone his skills to perfection in the Corellian Security Force(or CorSec)and went off to find work, heard about the Mandalorians, and joined them to be one of the core members of it's hard hitting grunt squad. Now a experienced commander, Marth was a prime choice for his skills, as well as being able to give orders, as well as recive them, and follow them to the letter.

Another great inoovation from James..Could we expect any less? [b]Char. Number:[/b]54 [b]Name:[/b]Bryce [b]Age:[/b]24 [b]Location:[/b]Dagger Ridge [b]Bio:[/b]Bryce was brought up in a family of nobility and wealth, and was as a happy as a child could be, as he had access to everything. One evening, on Bryce's 15th birthday, a burglar broke into their house, and killed his parents. Bryce, being a black belt, and full of rage, killed the robber with his bare hands, even after suffering a stabbing wound. When the local law enforcement arrived, they discovered the house empty, and assumed that the burlar had been killed by one of the servants in the house. Fearing public retrobution for his actions, Bryce fled to Dagger Ridge, and has made his home there, living off the land, only venturing into town to buy clothes. He has become somewhat feral, but his humanity is still there. [b]Personality:[/b]Having lived in the wilderness for several years, Bryce has become very catious, and reserved. He has a short temper, but is a loyal friend. [b]Weapons:[/b]Black Sword [b]Items:[/b]Back-up dagger, health potions. [b]Abilities:[/b]Silent Movement, Accute Hearing.

Scrappy Doo is the evil villain? Why?! Why did you have to say that?!?!?!?! Now that my spam is over, I would like to say that: Scooby Doo was a great cartoon-show for it's time, but like I've said before: [quote]Comic book and cartoon based movies should be made by the animators and editors of those products, not just some Hollywood director out to make a few bucks.[/quote] And I stand by that.

Hmm..A new space shooter for Star Fox? Interesting, and I will buy it as long as they break the 'rail-shooter' formula. Both Star Fox, and it's N64 version operated both on rails, where the player could only move the Arwing up and down, and left and right, but could not reverse or have free range of movement, with the exception of the "All Range Mode" in 64. What i'd like to see is a Star Fox in peremenant "All Range Mode", but with larger areas to explore, and more enemies. Sort of like tru dogfighting. If you go in a staright line, you'll usually be dead.

Rogue, please add a bit more info to your post, and clean it up. It isn't very legible.

You've got a talent for writing, Alex, good job. I look forward to chapter 3 and beyond. However, the last little part of chapter one is confusing, about "the reploid's newfound madness"....Or is that how you ment it to be?

Man, I can just imagine what Little Bow Wow says when he finds out that "magic shoes" movies don't make much money anymore.. "What? But I thought I was a good movie making upper guy!?" It may not be that, but I don't give pint size-rapper wanna-be's much credit for what little intellegence they have. ;) But still, he can always rely on the ever-dwindiling legion of screaming teeny-boppers to see his crappy movie. This is one movie that won't have [i]my[/i] five bucks. *edit*Hey, Nerdy's right..Angles in the Outfield, the Rookie...A whole legion of "kid joining team, loses power at the end movies"....bleh. :sick:

My first attempt at a Medabots RPG, so bear with me. Now, before I post the general story and sign up requirements, I have a few rules. 1.If you can't spell, don't join this RPG. I want this to be a good, sucessfull RPG, and I don't want any of the following: Bad grammer, and no punctuation: "kay i ams ready, lets ro battle, lol, i am waitng for use guyz, les go" Or, the ever-popular 'godmodding': "I ams the most powerfullll fighter in all of da town, face me and die, OMG, u guyz suck, why am I here?" 2.As mentioned above, no godmodding. Everybody is equal, until I say so, but robattles shoulden't last forever. 3.No super-awsome weapons. Is it realy feasable for a simple Medabot to have a "thermo-neuclear smart missle"? All right, here's the story. [color=dark-blue]The Medafighters are bored, restless. the World Meda Championships have lost it's pizazz, the fighters say. They want something new, and exciting. This was the perfect opportunity for the Rubber-Robos to strike, under the giuse of MedaInternational, a dummy corperation. In this guise, the Robos set up a Japan-wide contest for the MedaCup, which is actually not a cup, but a new product, a Metal Maker, where a fighter can design a new metal, but keep in it the peronalities and traits of the old metal, keeping the best qualities while enhancing it's abilities. For the fighters, this is to much to pass up. After paying Mr. Referee a hefty pay check to govern all the fights, the Quest for the Cup begins. Will you be among the few who get to have a shot at the Cup? [/color] Whew! This is what you'll need to sign up.... Your character: [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Description and Personality:[/b] Your Medabot: [b]Name:[/b] [b]Type of Medabot:[/b] [b]Weapons:[/b] [b]Name of Metal:[/b] [b]Decription and personality:[/b] Here's my sign up... My character: [b]Name:[/b]Marth [b]Age:[/b]15 [b]Description and Personality:[/b]Marth is one of the "cool" kids at his high school. A skateboarder, he loves to rebel againts authority, and make his own rules. Marth gets very annoyed when someone acts stupid around him. Marth is a little short for his age, and wears a Black Lable t-shirt, and green camo shorts. He has a very good looking face, and black hair, spiked with green eyes. My Medabot: [b]Name:[/b]Green Dragon [b]Type of Medabot:[/b]Dragon Mark FY-67 [b]Weapons:[/b]Wrist mounted machine guns, and a rotatable shoulder cannon as a finishing attack. [b]Name of metal:[/b]The Dragon Metal. [b]Description and personality:[/b]Green Dragon, or Green for short, is standard Medabot size, and has Medabee's(sp?) build, ezcept he has exaggerated shoulder plates, reinforced chest armor, and an ammo feed belt running from his wrist guns to his back. On his right greeve, has has a green dragon painted there. Green is usually calm, but is short-tempered.

As have I..damn finals... ----------------------------------- [i]Marth continued to wander through the wilderness, as he saw something on the horizon, and took him a second to recocnize what he was staring at.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]:A village...? [i]Marth continued twords the village, and hears screams and thrashings, and begins to run. As he enter's the village's threshold, he sees a woman dragging a bard twords a decrepid old man, and two other women. The way the bard was struggling made Marth think that this wasn't what he thought it was. Marth drew him sword and shield, and rushed forward. The bard, filled with anxiety and confusion, let out a gurgled scream, half way between saying "Help me!!" and a terrified yell. The woman dragging the bard turned around, and blasted a energy shot at Marth. Marth, used to fighting Mages, raised his sword, and just when the energy ball was about to fry him, he batted the ball with his sword, sending it flying into the woman, who went down with a scream. The old man raised a staff and shot a purple beam of light at Marth, who dived and rolled, as the beam smashed into a abonadoned building, blowing it apart. The bard scrambled out of the way as Marth swung his sword at another energy ball, batting it tword the man, who went down with a gaping, burning hole in his chest. The remaining two women broke and ran, obviously less powerful than Marth. Marth reached over and grabbed the bard by the scruff of the neck, and stared down him.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Well? Didn't your parents teach you to say thank you? [b]Bard:[/b]I don't need to say thanks. I could've handled those women by myself. I have an excellent left hook, see? [i]The bard swung a punch at Marth, who let it hit him. The punch made a sickening smacking noise, but that was only the noise of the bard's tendons popping.[/i] [b]Bard:[/b]*cradles fist*Didn't hurt...Ow. Um..Thanks. My name is Edwin. [b]Marth:[/b]My name is Marth. You bards. Always thinking with your crotch. [b]Edwin:[/b]I was not! I was meerly...Um...Never mind. [b]Marth:[/b]*sigh*You don't know how many bards I've saved from women mages...

[i]Marth ignited his double bladed saber, and rushed at Bomb, avoiding exposions, twirling his saber, and defelecting stray shots. Just as he was so close to Bomb, a voice came to him as he saw a figure in the shadows..[/i] [b]Voice:[/b]Hello, little brother. [b]Marth:[/b]Who?...Burnerman. [b]Burn:[/b]That's right. [b]Marth:[/b]How am I your brother? [b]Burn:[/b]Let me talk to our next member, guys. Just deal with the other losers. Long ago, Marth, I remembered you being built..You were only in the blueprints, but you were there. You were originally supposed to be the only Reploid in the command of Lord Wily. But that fool Protoman burst in, and 'rescued' you. I tried to find you, as you are the only thing that I have as a "family" member. I searched all over, finally finding these other Mavricks to complete my plan..But just in case it didn't work, I desguised myself as Blues, and planted a bomb in you. So if you don't join me.. [b]Marth:[/b]I'll never join you! [b]Burn:[/b]Fine, Marth. Have it your way..*presses a button* [b]Warlock:[/b]What...? Oh. No...

That's really bad...But I don't care, cause that's the good 'ol US of A! While it is bad, raising the age limits on very violent games-i.e Mortal Kombat, Doom, GTAIII-banning them all together wont solve anything. As someone once said(I forget who it was) [quote]"While violent videogames make up less than 40% of the video game industry, they do get the lion's share of attention."[/quote] The whole reason violence is a big issue, is because people choose it to be. I say raise the age limit, and leave it at that.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by SS Trunks [/i] [B]Sorry for the delay... I've been delayed. ------------------------------------------------------------------- [/B][/QUOTE] I think that's explained...>_o ---------------------------------------- [i]Marth glanced around the waiting room, looking at all the different Sayia-Jins, sizing them up. He was aware that Craig kept looking at him, thinking the Marth would be his first victim. But Marth would prove him wrong...[/i]

AAArrGHG! WB! -------------- [i]Marth flew through the air, easily breaching the sound barrier. He was flying so fast, and airplane the tried to ctach him would melt to pieces by the friction around him. He Sayia-Jin armor, ment to wistand great heat, and many types of pressures, including sound, was creaking under the strain. Marth touched a button on his scouter, and saw the island he was looking for was just up ahead. With a burst of the speed that broke him though the second sound barrier with a resounding boom, Marth shot forward, and came into a quick, graceful landing on the island. Soon he would fight..[/i] --------------- Marth's power level:10,900 Marth's power level with Okugowa: 17,500 Marth's power level with Okugowax2: 21,000

[i]Marth sat down on the grass on some nameless knole, looking at the sky. He had taken off his heavy armor, and was wearing his black under suit, a thickly woven leather, almost seamless. He looked at a passing cloud, one that reminded him of his mentor, Marnrius Clagar, killed by the Dragon of Kazud-Daram. Marth, in his rage, had picked up his master's sword, and killed the dragon with a vicious thrust into it's black heart. Scence then, Marth had been wandering the continent, slaying monsters here and there, lending a hand where it was needed. With all the favours he had collected, he was sure he could mass a small army in a few days. Having the luxury to do that was a boon in itself. Marth sprang up and grabbed his sword, somthing behind him in the bushes was moving...[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Show yourself!*swings sword in a foward facing posistion* [i]Marth imediatly felt silly by yelling at the bushes, a wild animal would not heed his commands. Suddenly, a yellow head with a small, bright orange beak poked out, and skwaked. A Chocobo. Marth relaxed greatly, as the Chocobo wandered on stupidly, not knowing how close it came to death. Marth heaved an impressive sigh that sounded like it was coming from a frustrated Poet. Marth put his gear back on, and kept moving. Mabey he would find someone out here in this barren wilderness...Mabey, he would not be lonley forever.[/i]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Boba Fett [/i] [B]I remember reading that Darth Maul meditated for hours outside a fusion furnace. He was using the force to build two perfectly identical crystals that he would need for his special double bladed lightsaber. P.S. Does anyone know where I can read the e-book [I]Darth Maul: Sabotur[/I] online? I want to read it but cant find out [B]where[/B] I can read it online........ [/B][/QUOTE] Actually, four perfect crystals. (i'm turning into a Darth Maul expert) Why, just buy [i]Darth Maul:Shadow Hunter[/i] and you get [i]Darth Maul:Sabotur[/i] included!

I didn't like it that much. Bruce Willis makes me itch. ;) What ruined it for me was that Willis and that other guy(I haven't seen this movie in years!)Got into that fight...And Willis tricked, and blew up the asteroid..And the love story..EECH.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by The Unholy Newt [/i] [B]Umm, people. This RPG started ages ago, why are people still signing up? [/B][/QUOTE] Because DeathKnight has not declared this sign-up closed. Until he does that, this RPG will get bigger and bigger, more full of good and bad RPGers alike. My two cents. ;)

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Boba Fett [/i] [B]OOC: Hello, anybody home? *Opens door and walks inside the RPG, it is covered in dust* Boba Fett finds he is alone and decides to post for what looks like the last time :([/b][/quote] *sigh*This thing is dead...Again. I hate to say it, but I've givin up on trying to do Rogue Squadron RPGs...So Boba and Warlock, do I have permission to use your characters? Because of you two, this RPG managed to stay alive for more than a day. If you don't want to, or do, just PM me to tell me.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by cloricus [/i] [B]You both have spelling mistakes; you keep on giving me this "I'm better than you" **** from both of you. But more from Raven. And a few weeks ago you where pissed at me because you thought I was better than you. Get a ****ing life and leave me alone and stop spaming my thread. [/B][/QUOTE] *sigh*This may be spam, but it needs to be said. This isn't a good way to solve problems, cloricus. Telling people to f**k off, and get a f**king life dosen't solve anything. Those two junior members are entitled to thier opinion, no matter how off-topic, stupid or utterly useless it may be. Anyways, with that out of the way, I want to duscuss the ISS. Let me get this right. America and Russia are building a Space Station that we can live on, when both of their countries are in deep money trouble? Russia, in case you've been watching the birds in a drugged-out stupor, is, as everyone knows, in deep money trouble. America...Well, the spent billions on the weapons that will wipe us all out, and even more to boost their economy. This will set the project back a while. I think it's more important to cure desieses, solve world hunger, catching Osama Bin Laden(how can he hide so good?!), and finally getting rid of fossil fuels. We should clean up our own mess before we go f**k up space. How would you like rampant desieses, hunger and massive ammounts of garbage everywhere we go? As a species, I think even pigs are cleaner than us, despite how we think. Also, would any aliens like to meet a bunch of Planet-hopping trash-spreaders? Unless they were like Hutts...