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[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]For a first ever RPG, this is pretty damn cool. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Jack Graves Age: 28 Sex: Male Appearance: Jack is your average twenty-something. He has brown hair that's gotten a little shaggy from lack of a hair-cut, especially in the bangs. His eyes are a wierd gray color. He has a farmer's tan (tanned forearms and face). He also has a beard. He wears a black t-shirt, plain and simple, a black leather jacket, and a pair of dark blue jeans, slightly worn and beginning to rip at the knees. He wears a simple silver ring on his right middle finger and has a pair of sunglasses with red lenses. Background: Jack is an aspiring author from Seattle, Washington, who was going to Ottawa to help his creative spirit. He grew up in a middle-class, white, American home. His father was strict and inbued him with a spirit of determination and cynicism. His mother, on the other hand, was also an aspiring author and gave Jack his creativity and love for the written word. Long has Jack been an admirer of Stephen King, his writing idol. However, having read and seen so much horror in his childhood has given Jack a major problem. He is terrified of darkness, being alone, and the monsters of his childhood still seem to haunt him at times. He has mostly overcome his fears, but they still lurk in his abusive subconscious. He is also terrified of heights, though not all heights. Equipment: Jack has, aside from his sunglasses, a knife given to him by his father that, when open, has a metal part just below the blade allowing one to lock the blade in place by twisting it (I actually have this, and it's quite handy). He also has a long, cylindrical LED flashlight. Miscellaneous: Jack is cynical, sarcastic, egotistical, and a slight pessimist. However, he's determined, strong willed, loyal, and can be optimistic at times.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]"So, what next, fearless leader?" asked Darien. Zeos looked over at the taller boy and shot him a glare. A half-assed glare, yes, but still a formidible glare. "We wait til morning...again...and head out. Maybe we'll find something interesting." "Like greusome deaths," muttered Imi. Zeos shot a more efforted glare at her. "Pessimism, though appropriate, is not welcome here." "Bite me, fearless leader," snarled Imi. Zeos rose from his crouch near Elena. Imi began to walk towards him, but Lance grabbed her wrist. "We don't need in-fighting. We get enough from the Puppet Master," said the purple-haired teen. "Maybe that's what he wants," added Takuto. "Exactly!" said Lance. "No, I think he's content having his lackies tear us limb from limb," Zeos muttered. "Listen, why don't we just settle and get some sleep," adivsed Darien. "We can talk more in the morning." *** OOC: Zeos has officially been dubbed, "Fearless Leader." In a purely sarcastic manner. Oh, and despite what yotska posted, we cannot use Special Attacks yet. However, we shall gain more power very, very soon.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]Name: Zeos Uchiyama Age: 15 DOB: October 15 Gender: Male Years: 8 Student Body: Club Leader Clubs: Elementals Club - Club Position: Leader State: Junior Master Scholar/Apprentice: N/A Fighting Style: Magic Persona: Since he's a Club Leader, and a fairly powerful Magic User, Zeos has quite the ego, thinking himself better than most. He's very self-important. Zeos is very intelligent, crafty, and witty. He never backs down from a challange. He often cops attitude with both his inferiors and superiors (he feels he has no equals). This, combined with his looks, makes him one of the most hated men on campus. Height/Weight: 5'10", 147lbs. Appearance: Zeos is the kind of guy other guys hate because he look too damn good. He's the guy that makes women wonder, "he looks so good...so he's probably gay, right?" Zeos prides himself on his Bish-style good looks. From his shoulder-length silver hair, to his mysterious gray eyes, to his angular, slightly effeminate face. His metabolism allows him to eat a half-pound Cheeseburger with fries and not gain an ounce of fat. He has a lean frame, not too buff, not too skinny. He dresses casually, preferring dark t-shirts and jeans over everything else. Relationships: Zeos is wanted by most women and some men, and he knows it. He has the ability to pick almost any person in school to date if he wants to, which he generally doesn't. He's content with an almost solitary existence. No one knows if he even [I]has[/I] any family. He has almost no true friends, and respects no one of authority. He is well aware of his fan club. Biography: Zeos never reveals his past. Little is known of his life outside of Tenjuo Academy. He has been a student since age 8. He showed an unusual aptitude for magic, and was placed in the Elementals Club. By the time he was 12, 5 years after entering the Academy, he had risen to the ranks of Club Leader. He had grown up knowing that he was special. Brilliant, talented, physically attractive, he knew all these things were him. He grew arrogant, egotistical, and self-important. All the friends he made in those first 5 years faded away as he grew more and more pompous. It was the next year that he realized he had no one. All he had were the Club Members and his fan club. He grew bitter and introverted. He spent most of the year in his room, alone, brooding. His manner was aloof, he was tense and angry, and his fan club lost members. Then, a year ago, he snapped out of his funk. He's still arrogant, still aloof, still introverted, but he is no longer tense, no longer as pompous. He had made it his goal to get a little better. Then he recieved the horrible notice. In the post-test massacre, the leader of his fan club and seventeen members had been killed. So five of them had been club members. The fan club leader had been one, and she was one of the only people who he called anything more than an annoyance. The funk has returned. He is again bitter and resentful. And he intends to stop the slaugher, at all costs.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]Zeos pulled off his helmet and shot Z a death glare. "I don't need your ******** nitro, dick," Zeos spat. "You used that cheep ***** to win, so it doesn't even count." "Hey, no need for prophanity, Zeos," said the leader. "This kid...he might have what it takes. I mean, he did beat ya, even if it was with nitro." The leader stared at Z, sizing him up. "What's your name?" "Z," said the ATVer. "Z, eh? Looks like we got two ace racers named Z, eh?" Zeos spat on the ground, near Z's boot. "He's no ace," the silver-haired teen snarled. "He's just a punk with a booster. He couldn't beat me in a fair race." "You wanna bet, Silver?" asked Z. "Yeah, I wanna bet, *****-head." "Fine. Tonight, out in the industrial district. I win, I get entry into the gang. You win, I leave and fix you up with nitro." "I don't want your ******** nitro, I said. How about you give me your ATV if you lose. I always wanted one," said Zeos, sneering. "Fine," growled Z. The two stuck out their hands and shook on it. *** OOC: Ooh, plot twist, rivalry, and racing. Spydaweb, I'm not really mad. However, I will thrash you next time. :devil: [/SIZE] [/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]As much as I'd like to see Anime in theathers, it's not going to happen any time soon. As r2vq said, there just isn't enough of a market for it. Too few people care. And the only reason that the Pokemon and Digimon movies made money, and that the Yu-Gi-Oh movie is going to make money, is because they're for little kids. They're more cartoons than Anime (though I do still like Digimon. Can't help it.) There is the occasional rarity like Cowboy Bebop and Spirited Away. But that's extremely rare, and will continue to be rare for some time. Wait, and it'll happen. But not for a while. And, r2vq, Yu-Gi-Oh is based on a Japanese manga. It's not American in origin. The TV show may be, but it was originally Japanese, to the extent of my knowledge. -ULX[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]Freedom. Freedom from life, freedom from responsibility, freedom from gangs, freedom from school. Freedom. Freedom was what everyone wanted, everyone needed. Zeos was free. As he sped along on his Yamaha 500, he was free from everything but the wind and the road. He slowed as he approached the school. Since he was a gang-member, the speed-limit never factored in to his fun. He was free. He stopped in front of the Twisted Zen group. They had assembled. He was late. Ignoring the dissapproving looks, he removed his helmet and ran a hand through his long silver hair. His cobalt eyes locked with the leader's. "Where have you been, Uchiyama," he growled. "Sorry, sir. Slept too late. Alarm clock broke." The gang leader grumbled, but said nothing else on the subject. Zeos was an important aspect of the gang, and it was widely known. If he left, they'd be in the dark. If he joined another gang, they'd be dead. Slowly he dismouned the bike and chained his helmet down. The kickstand made a small *pop* as it hit the ground, and the suspension barely made a sound as the bike leaned on the stand. Zeos kept his bike in optimum condition. No one could beat it in a race, especially when he was driving. In his melodramatic way, Zeos draped himself on a table, elbows barely propping him up enough to see the leader. Zeos was a slight loner in the group, doing his own thing when others followed the crowd. "Now where the hell's Malizuma?"[/SIZE][/COLOR]

Here's my try. Both turned to crap in the saving, though. [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19840&stc=1[/IMG] [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19841&stc=1[/IMG] Oh, and I hate to play mod, but double posting is frowned upon Tenshi. There is an edit button to serve that purpose. -ULX

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]Name: Zeos Uchiyama Gender: Male Age: 16 Appearance: [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19494[/IMG] Looks like the above picture, only younger and he wears a black t-shirt and jeans. And for those of you who can't see the picture above... Zeos is on the taller side, about 5'10". He's lean, not skinny and not buff either. He has shoulder-length silver hair and an angular, slightly bishi-style face. He has a red trench-coat, a black t-shirt, and jeans. Personality: Zeos is a quiet genius, a thinker not a fighter. He is calm and generally has to keep the peace in his gang. He's brilliant, a clinical genius with an IQ upwards of 160. He's got a tongue as sharp as his mind, and can duel verbally with the best of them. He's also determined and brutal to his enemies. Bio: Zeos is, on the outside, an average student with a group of friends and no real worries. Inside, he's a brilliant strategist, constantly finding ways to take down rival gangs using his brain rather than his brawn. He pals around with Isaac, his long-time best friend. He's respected and admired by his allies, feared and hated by his enemies. No one crosses Zeos and goes unpunished. He only joined Twisted Zen to hang out with Isaac, and didn't know what he was getting into until he was too deep. He wants out of the gang wars and constant struggle, but won't leave until his friend get's out too. Gang position: One of the "planners". Gang name: Twisted Zen[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]"Trust me..." Imi muttered. Zeos stared at her, and nodded, gritting his teeth. "Trust it is," Zeos sighed. "Peh, pathetic humans and their trust. Trust is for the weak!" snarled Chibimon. "I'll tear you and your trust apart! DEMI-FIREBALLS!" The blue dragon shot a rain of small fireballs at the two. Zeos braced himself, and felt as the searing orbs struck jacket. The heat radiated through the leather. He looked over and saw Imi in great pain. "Imi!" Zeos yelled. Instantly deciding what to do, he hurled his jacket at her. "Put it on!" he said through gritted teeth. Pain wracked his body as his skin was scorched. "Die, fools!" screamed Chibimon. "No way tiny!" In a burst of pure rage, Zeos charged on the flying Digimon. As he had done with Botamon, he pushed off hard and flew at Chibimon. His katana swung in a wide arc, and struck Chibimon's belly. The tiny Dragon cried out in pain as the blade cut through his gut. The Virus burst forth from the cut. "Imi! Finish it!" barked Zeos. The wounded girl nodded and hurled her spear through the orb. "NOOOO!" cried Chibimon. In a flash, it's body pixilated. Zeos, running on rage-fueled auto-pilot, held up his sword, pointing at the deleted Digimon. The data charged into the blade, and it flashed red. "Looks like we can beat 'em!"[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]I'm going on a Godzilla/Kaiju/Giant Monster kick right now. And what do I do when I'm on a kick? I make a related RPG. *** Godzilla, the greatest monster to walk the Earth, is again being challanged. Kaiju (Giant Monsters) from all across the world are rising up for some unknown reason and duking it out. Already mass quantities of damage have taken place. Many have died, human and Kaiju alike. The Kaiju have been moving towards one place...Tokyo. The JSDF (Japanese Special Defense Force) has tried to hold them off, but have failed, as have all the other armies of the world. The only thing standing in the way of these Kaiju...are other Kaiju. The only possible conclusion? It is the battle to find out who is the greatest Kaiju of all. The King of Kaiju. *** To sign-up, you MUST fill out the form below, no matter what monster you are. Even if you're playing as a famous monster like Mothra or King Kong, you have to fill out the form. That, or Private Message me with a post from a previous RPG so I can know whether-or-not to let you in. SIGN-UP Kaiju Name: Home Country: There can be aliens Gender: Everything has one, even giant monsters Species: Alien, Radioactive Dinosaur, Mutant Nacho, whatever Height/Length: At least 40 meters/150 feet Weight: Depends on what your creature is made of Weapons: Teeth, Claws, Bone Spikes, etc. Powers: Radioactive Breath, Poison Spit, etc. Weakness: Everything has one Appearance: Pictures acceptable History: Kaiju Name: Godzilla (Godzilla 2000) Home Country: Japan Gender: Male Species: Mutated Radioactive Dinosaur Height/Length: 50 meters tall Weight: 22,000 tons Weapons: Teeth, Claws, and Tail Powers: Radioactive Breath and Regenerative Power Weakness: Can meltdown, can be defeated by Micro Oxygen, not invulnerable Appearance: [IMG]http://www.toyboxdx.com/991001/godzilla.jpg[/IMG] History: Ever since Godzilla?s initial attack on Tokyo in 1954, almost fifty years ago, he had been lurking in the oceans off Japan, only emerging to attack human energy sources like electrical plants and nuclear power plants, which he also feeds off of. Meanwhile, the Japanese, while setting up devices in the underwater Ogasawara Trench that help them determine Godzilla?s location, they locate a huge, strange object in the depths of the ocean. The scientists then decide to raise the object to the surface, but soon the object, revealed to be of alien origin, begins to react to the sun?s energy. The UFO eventually takes off into the sky, heading straight for Tokai, Japan, where Godzilla has landed in order to attack a new nuclear power plant. Meanwhile, at Tokai, Godzilla is under attack by the JSDF?s new full-metal missiles, which hardly even phase the Monster king as he marches on to the plant. However, the UFO emerges from the clouds and scans Godzilla before attacking him, knocking him back into the ocean, but not before the Monster King blasted away some of the rock coating on the UFO with his heat ray, revealing the metal hull underneath. The next day, the UFO lands atop a news station and using tentacles that are invisible to the naked eye, began to extract information about the Earth and Godzilla from computers all over the world. While doing this, Godzilla emerges from Tokyo Bay and heads for the UFO, eager to exact his revenge upon the alien ship. However, using a new weapon, the UFO was able to bury Godzilla in building debris and using the invisible tentacles, absorbed some of Godzilla?s DNA and the Reorganizer G-1 cells along with it. Then, using the absorbed DNA, the formless alien entity created a body for itself, but Reorganizer G-1 would not merge right with the alien and it turned into the monster Oruga. Oruga quickly attacked Godzilla in an attempt to absorb the rest of the Monster King?s DNA in order to transform completely into Godzilla. The two monsters fought a long battle, neither able to gain the upper hand thanks to their incredible regeneration powers, but when Oruga opened his jaws wide in order to swallow Godzilla, the Monster King charged straight in, letting loose with a nuclear pulse that fried Oruga from within and turned the space kaiju into ashes. (Info taken from [url]www.kaijuhq.org[/url]) Enjoy, and let the Kaiju Battle begin![/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]Zeos sighed and rolled onto his back. He peered up at the strange stars that didn't look like their own. [I]Insomnia sucks.[/I] He looked around at the campsite. As far as he could tell, Reis and Darien were asleep. Takuto had gone after Kenmei in the woods. Imi was cuddling with Lance. And Elena... [I]Elena's...different. I wonder why she was blushing when she bumped me. Maybe...? Nah. I mean, she could've gotten a taste of the Z-Man and decided she had to have more but... Nah[/I] Zeos sighed again and tried to get comfortable. He was usually a night-owl, but he didn't want them leaving him behind at noon...while he was still sleeping... [I]I wonder if there are things that go "Digi-Bump" in the night? Apparently not.[/I] He shurgged and shut his brain off. Within a few minutes, he found sleep. *** "I told ya," said Lance, grinning like an idiot. "I know," Zeos sighed, for the tenth time. "Did I tell ya, or what?" "You told me." "I guess you were wrong." "Yep." "She does drive a stick after all." "That what it looks like." "I guess..." "Oh would you shut up!" snapped Zeos. The two locked eyes, and Zeos easily won the glare off. "Sorry," Lance said softly. Zeos grumbled inaudible obsenities to himself...directed at Lance and Imi of course. However...Zeos looked over at Imi, and she looked uncomfortable. Maybe she was just seeking a bit of warmth and Lance was blowing it out of proportion. [I]I wouldn't mind tapping that...[/I] said Zeos's inner-player. [I]Shut up. Oh, you know I'm right. Just shut up.[/I] grumbled Zeos. The group left the wooded area and entered a large grassy plain. "Not much to this place, is there?" Zeos quipped. "Grass, grass, grass. Where's a restaurant, or a city, or something." "You sure a city would be a good place to be?" asked Lance. "There could be mass quantities of bad guys." "Oh, grow a spine," Zeos grumbled. They walked a few steps further when a noise rang out. A loud cackling that shattered the calm. "Well, well, well, look at what we've got here," said a grating, snide voice. "Eight little humans." "Who's there!" yelled Zeos. "It is I, the Puppet Master, here to take you out!" Zeos scoffed at him, as did the others. "What little baby have you sent to fight us this time?" "Oh, no Babies," said the voice. "I've sent something...a little better..." Just then, a loud rumbling could be heard. A fissure opened in the earth, and a semi-invisible wall sprung up, dividing the group in half. Zeos, Imi, Takuto, and Elena were trapped on one side, Darien, Reis, Kenmei, and Lance on the other. Another wall sprung up, diving them again. A third wall sealed off four "cubicles". "Guys!" Zeos roared. He pounded against one of the walls, and recieved a powerful jolt of energy. He was flung back into Imi. "Now, the fun begins!" cackled the Puppet Master. Four shadows fell into the cubicles, one in each. In Zeos and Imi's was a small blue chibi-Dragon. In Kenmei and Darien's was a pink puff-ball with wings. In Reis and Lance's was a small yellow puff-ball with two huge ears. And in Takuto and Elena's was a green thing in a brown bag. "Chibimon, Poromon, Upamon, and Minomon. My four new attackers. Now, kill!" The four little beings let out cries of rage and transformed. The Chibi-Dragon, Chibimon, sprouted two massvie blue wings and a pair of small horns. The pink puff-ball, Poromon, had a wing enlargement. Upamon, the yellow orb, sprouted four spider-legs on it's underside. And the brown bad, Minomon, grew two large bug wings. "This isn't good," Zeos said. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Okay, despite the fact that we're dealing with In-Training level, they have still gotten a large power increase, making them twice as strong as what our characters have faught before...hence two on each. I'll deliver the final post, but that doesn't mean your characters are losing. Just no defeating them yet.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]"Heads up!" roared Zeos. AgumonX lunged towards Anubismon and, in a flash of light, transformed into a giant, metallic GreymonX. "Metal GreymonX! Trident Arm ver. 9.9!" The metal claw shot out of him arm and looped around Anubismon, tying him tight. An electric current ran through the cable and fried the beast-man. "How do you like that!" snarled MGX. Anubismon stood with his head bowed for a moment. The group was about to let out a sigh of relief when... "It was..." began Anubismon. "Refreshing." The beast let out a loud cry of power and stretched his arms wide, tearing the cable apart. "NO!" bellowed MGX. The dinosaur let out a cry of pain. "I'll kill you! Dual Blasters ver. 9.9!" Two large missiles shot out of MGX's chest and struck Anubismon. The explosion blanketed the area in dust. "That all you got? Amemit!" The blast struck MGX head-on, taking down the great dragon. "X!" cried Zeos.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]"Well, how do you suggest we do that?" asked Imi. "We could chisel some ice off your heart and make an igloo," Zeos grumbled. The silver haired boy ignored her shouts of indignation and searched for wood. "Don't talk to her that way!" barked Lance. Zeos simply stared at the other guy, one eyebrow raised. "Maybe hot head can supply the camp-fire." Zeos went back to his search, not seeing the death glares that Imi and Lance supplied. Zeos's search took him into a small patch of trees. He managed to find an arm-load of wood, and saw much more. As he returned to the "camp-site," he took initiative. "Lance, Reis," Zeos snapped. "Help me get wood. Kenmei, Elena, Imi, see if you can find rocks to make a fire-circle. And perhaps something to make a blanket out of." "Who made you leader?" asked Imi, glaring. "No one else is taking initiative," said Zeos, shrugging. Reis and Lance, having nothing else to do, followed the newly appointed "leader." While the trio were searching for wood, Lance walked over to Zeos. "Um, Zeos, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Lance. "Why?" Zeos said, unsure. "It's, uh, about Imi..." "What about her?" "You...you think I got a shot?" "No." "Really?" "Yeah. She's way too...cold. Probably plays for the other team." Lance just stared for a moment. "I mean she...doesn't drive a stick-shift." More staring. "She...doesn't just double-click her own mouse." More staring. "My God..." Zeos sighed. He rubbed the edges of his nose. "I'm saying she might like other women, Lance. Get a friggin clue." "Seriously?" "Maybe." "Huh." "Yeah." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A little interaction between Zeos and Lance. I hope neither Imi nor Yotska mind my "interpretations" of their characters. Also, I'm showing Zeos's drive and how he tends to make...assumptions. And that he can be...brutally honest.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[quote name='wrist cutter']Doesn't science also say "opposites attract"?[/quote] No, that's an old wive's tale. I, personally, believe that love exists, but don't believe in most adages relating to love, like "opposites attract" and "love at first sight".

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]"So," Zeos began. "What's your opinion on the Digital World, Elena?" Elena looked contemplative for a moment before speaking. "I think it's an interesting and fairly beautiful place. However, the whole Puppet Master thing does put a damper on things." "I know what you mean," Zeos said, grinning. "What's your opinion on the others?" "Kenmei seems nice, but awfully quiet. Imi's...too cold. Too solitary. Takuto's...interesting. I don't know what to think. And Lance tries too hard." "What about me?" Zeos asked, flashing a smile. "You're...different," was all Elena would say. Zeos shrugged off her answer and looked at his Digivice. There were now six dots. One crimson (Zeos), one light pink (Elena), one dark magenta (Kenmei), one yellow (Takuto), one icy blue (Imi), and one gray (Lance). He then catalogued their weapons. [I]I have a sword, Elena has a whip, Kenmei has a boh, Imi said she has a spear, I think Takuto's got an ax, and Lance has got...?[/I] "Hey, Lance!" yelled Zeos. "What?" he replied. "What's your weapon?" "Daggers. Two of 'em. Why?" "Just keeping track." The group trudged along through the field. They came to a large stone sitting in the field, and a figure sat in the distance. "Hey!" Zeos yelled. "What are you doing?" Imi asked sharply. "It could be a Digimon." "Looks human to me," said Takuto, shrugging. "You human?" Zeos called. "Yeah! You?" answered the figure. "Yeah! Name's Zeos, holder of Courage!" "I'm Reis, holder of Knowledge!" "Cool!"[/SIZE][/COLOR]

I know what you're thinking, "wasn't this an RPG?" Yes. And now, since it died, I decided to write a Digimon fanfic based on it. Same story, same characters, but one author. Me. Let me know what you think, especially those of you signed up. ~~~ [U][SIZE=3][CENTER]Prologue-Phobiamon?s Rebirth[/CENTER][/SIZE][/U] It was cold. It had been so cold for many centuries, and he couldn't stand it any longer. Phobiamon had to awaken. He stretched out as far as he could, pressing the boundaries of his prison once more. They still didn't break, but the bend was greater than ever. Just a little more energy and he would walk the earth. Just a little energy...just a little fear. But to gain that fear, perhaps some power needed to be used. The fear could awake him...but its cost would be high. And risky, as well. He would use the Digi-Form Warriors. But not just any of them, no, it would have to be the Phi Warriors. But awakening them would drain him greatly. And besides, they wouldn't have power until one of the other Forms awoke, triggering the Fear Download. So, he would cause need for them to be called. By making his power known to the Digital World, the Digi-Form Warriors would be called, and his power would rule. So, having decided this, Phobiamon utilized every bit of his power, charging up a grand attack. "Fear Decimation!" he roared, voice cracked and weak. The attack exploded around him, cracking the prison but not enough for his freedom. He could feel the power he had expended returning to him...and the new fear adding to his power. Maybe he wouldn't need the Phi Warriors, after all. "Fear Decimation!" Another blast and the prison almost shattered. More and more fear energized him, replacing the power that leaked away and increasing his strength. One more blast and he would walk again. "Fear Decimation!" The energy prison exploded, and Phobiamon stepped onto the barren earth. The desert ground here was blackened with his evil, cracked and turned to hard, barren rock. He stretched his long, warped arms and legs, cracking his knuckles and flexing his talon-tipped fingers. A sneer tugged at his mouth, showing yellowed, pointy fangs. His grotesque face split wide in glee. "I live!" he snarled...and the Earth wept. [U][SIZE=3][CENTER]Chapter One-The Cat Came Back[/CENTER][/SIZE][/U] Alethea Fia Farren sat in front of a computer screen in the back of the classroom. She was in computer class and was bored. She was a fast typer, going 100 words a minute with only two mistakes. A message suddenly popped up on her screen. ?Hey, my little ?Winged Fairy Wonder.? This class is boring!? it read. Alethea giggled silently. Looking over the screen, she waved to her friend Winfred. He smiled and winked. He called her ?Winged Fairy Wonder? because that?s what her name meant. His meant ?Friend of Peace?. Obviously, he was really into figuring out what people?s names meant. ?This class IS boring, ?Friend of Peace.? I wish I had taken something different,? she typed. ?Got that right!? he replied. She was reading his message when a door opened on her screen. What is this? She thought Next thing she knew, she was sucked into the computer screen, hurtling through the abyss. ************* She awoke in a large, lush forest. Looking around, she saw a crystal blue lake nearby, but nothing else. Just trees, shadows, and a lake. It appeared no one at all was around. She was completely alone, and she really didn?t like being alone. ?If I just sit here, someone will tell me where I am,? she whimpered. She sat there, fighting back the tears that filled her big hazel eyes. She hugged her knees, padded by the purple cloth of her dress. A lock of her long brown hair came loose from its pink ribbon, but she tucked it behind her ear. ?I know they?ll come find me,? she said softly. ?Someone has to be here.? She looked down at her shoes and saw that they were dirty, as were her socks and her charm bracelet that was around her left ankle. She slowly rose and walked over to the lake. Peering out of the pristine waters was her reflection, scared and sad. Ignoring her fear, she dunked her hand in the water and began to scrub at her shoes. The dirt came of easily on all of the surfaces. She smiled weakly; happy she could clean and distract her mind. However, she was still alone, and now had nothing to distract her. ?I wonder where this is?? she said. ?I don?t think I?ve been to any forests like this before. I don?t see how I could?ve been teleported through a computer, though. Maybe I?m asleep.? Instantly, the light clicked on in her head. ?Of course! This is just a wacky dream! I just fell asleep during boring, boring computer class and I?ll wake up when the teacher starts yelling at me! In the mean-time, I should just look around. It?s not like anything can hurt me, or anything.? And with that, she stood up again and skipped through the woods, cheerful at last. She noticed that all of the trees looked the same, and that she wouldn?t be able to find her way back later. But that didn?t matter, since soon she would wake up. ?I wonder if there?s anything else in this forest?? she asked herself. ?There must be somebody around here. But I hope they aren?t some kind of monster.? She stood there, contemplating for a moment, before shrugging. She returned to her trek through the woods. After at least a half-hour of walking, Alethea became fairly tired. ?I guess I should take a rest,? she said, panting a little. Gracelessly, she plopped down in front of a particularly tall tree that cast a lot of shade. The sun was high and hot. Wherever Alethea had ended up, it was summer. ?I wish I had a fan,? she groaned, fanning herself with her hand. ?It?s too hot!? Simply sitting in the cool shade, exhausted from her long trek, lonely and afraid, hot from the summer air, Alethea found sleep. When she awoke, it was not in her classroom, being told by her teacher to get up. She was still in the large forest, but it was cooler, and it was getting darker. ?I guess?I guess it wasn?t just a dream,? Alethea said, getting really scared. If it wasn?t a dream, it had to be real. This meant she was lost and alone in a strange, giant forest she had never been to. ?This is bad?very bad,? she said. The tears had returned, and this time she couldn?t turn them away. They leaked out; cutting paths through the dirt that had appeared on her face. ?I want to go home, I want to be back in boring computer class, I want to see my mom and my dad and Winfred and all my friends again! I don?t want to be here!? she yelled. Her voice reverberated through the silent forest. The echo bounced against tree after tree, carrying on for miles. Yet no other sounds could be heard. Except the footsteps. Alethea?s ears twitched slightly at the new sound. Heavy, slow footsteps plodding along. And they were getting closer. ?Hello?? Alethea called out. ?Any body out there?? No one answered, but the footsteps were getting much closer. ?Hello? Who?s out there? Can you tell me where I am? I?m lost! Please, help me!? Alethea was beginning to panic. The voiceless footsteps were almost upon her, and she didn?t know if she wanted to meet the walkers. ?Please, tell me, who are you?? she asked. She wanted to sound brave, but the panic was overwhelming. ?Who are you!?? she shrieked. The footsteps stopped, as if the walkers were analyzing the situation. Then the started up again, methodically, slowly, deliberately. Alethea huddled up, trying to make herself look small. She didn?t want to meet the walkers, she knew that now. Especially not in the forest, were no one else was around and shadows were growing longer. All of a sudden, figures appeared in the distance around Alethea. They moved out of the distant gloom slowly, traveling in a line. As they grew closer, Alethea was able to determine their boxy shape, like walking refrigerators. One stepped into a beam of sunlight, and Alethea had to stifle a scream. It was a robot, boxy and heavy. The head was painted on with day-glow white paint. The image was a narrow, demonic skull. The metal was dark gray. It was a fierce-looking, deadly thing, and Alethea didn?t want to meet it. ?Human located,? said the robot. Its voice was flat and mechanized, with an eerie metallic echo. ?Initiating capture sequence.? ?Capture?? Alethea gasped. ?Not so fast!? yelled a voice. Out of nowhere, a small creature leapt high over the robot?s head and landed in front of it. It ran swiftly towards Alethea. Alethea was ecstatic to see it was a small, white cat. The cat was standing on its hind legs. It had green gloves striped red on the back, with long black claws. Its ears were quite big, as were its green eyes. A ring floated on its long, purple-striped tail. ?A talking cat?? Alethea said, letting it sink in. ?Before you pass out, we need to run, okay?? asked the cat. ?By the way, my name?s Tailmon.? ?A talking cat?that?s so?? Alethea began. She looked dazed. ?Oh no,? Tailmon gasped. ?Don?t pass out!? ?COOL!? Alethea shrieked. The girl stood up, grabbed the cat around the middle, and hugged it close to her chest. ?Please let go, or at least run!? said the cat, glaring. ?Run?? Alethea said. She caught sight of the robots again. ?Right, run!? Alethea turned to the side and began running. ?Circle around behind the robots!? yelled Tailmon. ?I?ll lead you to a safe-house!? ?Okay!? ?Fire!? chorused the robots. ?Fear Grenade!? Behind Alethea, a huge explosion rocked the ground. She stumbled and almost fell, but managed to keep her footing. She ran in a large arc, and moved behind the line of robots. ?Now keep going straight until you get out of the forest!? ?Okay!? And she kept running. The sound of the robots walking in the background, but Alethea was easily outrunning them. Tailmon?s ?encouragement? made Alethea keep running. ?Don?t stop or you?ll die! Do you want to die?? ?If you stop, I?ll claw your eyes out!? At last, Alethea reached the edge of the forest. ?We can rest now,? said Tailmon. ?I think it?s safe to sleep?for awhile, anyway.? ?Good,? said an exhausted Alethea. The tired girl fell against a tree and slid down into a sitting position. ?Tailmon, what are you?? ?I?m a Digimon, or digital monster,? Tailmon said. ?I?m one of many who live here in the Digital World, and those things you saw were another kind.? ?So I?m in the Digital World?? ?Yes.? ?Where?s that?? ??Um, I don?t know how to answer that,? Tailmon said. She tapped her chin with one claw, thinking. ?I guess you could say that it?s another dimension.? Alethea stared at Tailmon, dazed. ?I think you should rest,? Tailmon said, breaking the silence. ?You?ve been running pretty hard and you?re probably drained.? ?Right?sleep?? Alethea muttered. Within moments, the young girl was asleep.

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]In the far future, the internet has transformed into a full sensory-immursion. Instead of merely looking at websites, you are in the website. This has spawned a new era in Boards. The latest and greatest Board is DiabloBoards, home of master Admin Unborn Lord Xion. ULX governs the boards with a iron-fist, crushing out hackers and spammers ruthlessly. With is five mods, the Minions, the Boards are peacful and serene most of the time. Until now. A new threat has appeared on line. With the username Purger, he has accosted ULX with a claim of leadership over the DB. Purger comes with his own elite army of hackers that have infiltrated the DB, morphing and destroying the boards. Purger, with his elite hacker squad and five Minions of his own, seeks to take the DB by force. Can ULX stop him and return peace to the internet? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For this RPG, I need the five Minions, Purger, and the five "Dark Minions". SIGN-UP Name: Username: Side: ULX or Purger Gender: Age: Internet Appearance: Pictures fine Weapon(s): Max 3 Moderating Zone/Target Zone: The Zone moderated by Minions and Targeted by Dark Minions Personality: Short Bio: Name: Unknown Username: Unborn Lord Xion Side: ULX Gender: Male Age: 21 (in this future) Internet Appearance: [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19494[/IMG] That with a black coat Weapon(s): The Unborn Katana Moderating Zone/Target Zone: All Personality: Later Short Bio: Later ULX-ULX Arena Mod-Cysword6 Art Mod-NeverKnowsBest Anime Mod-Imi Game Mod-Cloud Strife Movie Mod- Purger- Arena Mod-Ryoko T.D.C. Art Mod- Anime Mod- Game Mod-Rei_Man Movie Mod- Enjoy[/SIZE][/COLOR]

I really hate Reality Shows. That being said... [U]Survivor: Harlem[/U] 10 middle-aged White Men are forced to stay in a Harlem Apartment for 1 year. Last person in this apartment (or alive) wins the $1,000,000 prize. Or... [U]Married By Monkeys[/U] Instead of having America vote for who you should marry (Married By America), instead several Monkeys throw darts at a board and the space with the most darts is the one to marry. How about... [U]Temptation Island-Catholic Version[/U] 7 men of the Catholic Faith are put on an island resort to see who can resist temptation from 20 beautiful women for 2 months. The one who hasn't given in and had sex at the end of the show, wins. If there are multiple winners...the $100,000 prize is divvied up between them. Or, even better (people are going to hate me)... [U]Temptation Island-Catholic Priest Version[/U] Seven Catholic Priests are put on an island resort to see who can resist temptation from 20 young boys for 2 months. The one who hasn't given in and had sex at the end of the show, wins. If there are multiple winners...the $100,000 prize is divvied up between them. You may now beat me with sticks until I stop moving. -ULX

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]It is 10 years after the final defeat of Nobunaga Oda at the hands of Samanosuke Akechi. The Genma have seemingly been destroyed entirely. However, this is not the case. A new Genma King has appeared, scouring the world with his hordes of evil. The monsters rampage across Japan, preparing to attack the rest of the World. The Oni Clan must find mankind's savior. Samanosuke is too old to fight any longer. Jubei has vanished. Jaques is still in the future, and the Time Folder is destroyed. Who can stand against the evil forces? The Oni Clan has decided that the menace is too great for one, or even two. They have called upon three saviors to bestow upon the power of the Oni. These three, spread across the globe, journey towards Japan, led by three Tengu allies. These six are the world's last hope against the Genma. Can they be successful? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For this RPG, the three Warriors and three Tengu positions need to be filled. The Warriors do the fighting, the Tengu lead them, teach them, and help them. No one can be warriors from previous games, and no one can be Ako. WARRIOR SIGN-UP Name: Age: Gender: Country of Origin: Base Weapon: Three Weapons: Three Weapon Elements: Three Magic Attacks: Appearance: Personality: Bio: TENGU SIGN-UP Name: One word Age: In human terms Gender: Tengu Clan: see below Four Spells: Appearance: Personality: Bio: Tengu Clans-- Crow Clan-Like Ako Bat Clan-Tends to have dark power Hawk Clan-Fast and Strong Dragonfly Clan-Fiery Wasp Clan-Swift and has Poison Here's my sign-up. I am one of the Warriors. Name: Zeshin Uchiyama Age: 29 Gender: Male Country of Origin: Japan Base Weapon: Standard Katana Three Weapons: Kuuraigo-A black bladed katana with spikes protecting the hilt Yuushai-A nagamaki (sword with really long hilt) with a blue, wave-style blade Ryuuzo-A red axe with the blade coming out of a dragon's mouth and spikes on the blade Three Weapon Elements: Kuuraigo-Darkness Yuushai-Ice Ryuuzo-Fire Three Magic Attacks: Kuuraigo-Katana is stabbed into the ground and darkness explodes around Zeshin Yuushai-Blade fires off blades of ice when swung, that freeze enemies on contact. Ryuuzo-Dragon made of fire shoots out of axe and engulfs enemy Appearance: [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19494[/IMG] Looks like that, but clad in dark blue Samurai armor (like Samanosuke) Personality: Zeshin is calm and slightly cold at times. He's prefers being alone, but can work well with others. He's kind of shy, preferring to take orders rather than give them. As I said, he's calm, and often acts as a peace-maker. However, he's also focused and relentless, stopping at nothing to accheive (sp?) his goals. Bio: Zeshin was a young boy when Genma attacked his home town. Most of the village was slaughtered in the battle, but a powerful warrior struck down the monsters and saved Zeshin from death. The warrior was Samanosuke. Ever since, Zeshin has been training to become a powerful warrior. He is a master swordsman, able to defeat almost any human opponent in the surrounding area. He enlisted in the army of Mitsuhide Akechi and climbed high in the ranks, becoming a powerful man. Unfortunately, Zeshin's unit was attacked and slain by Genma. He tried to explain to his commander, but was dismissed from the army. He is living as a Ronin (masterless Samurai). Zeshin was on his way to Edo, hoping to find a master, when the Tengu sent by the Oni Clan found him. He was given the Oni Gauntlet and Katana he wields, in hope of being able to strike down the evil Genma King. Warrior 1-ULX (Zeshin Uchiyama) Tengu 1- Warrior 2- Tengu 2- Warrior 3- Tengu 3- Have fun![/SIZE][/COLOR]

In answer to your question, M_B, the 10 Legenday Warriors weren't in the other series because, if you couldn't guess, Season 4 takes place in a different version of the Digital World, just like Season 3 took place in a different world. Kind of like Final Fantasy. And for the record, I also though that Season 4 had a crappy ending. So did Van Hellsing, like Shi no Tenshi said.

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]Name: Ryutaro Tanashima Age: 25 Gender: Male Country of Origin: Japan, born and raised Personality: Ryutaro is calm and slightly cold at times. He's prefers being alone, but can work well with others. He's kind of shy, preferring to take orders rather than give them. As I said, he's calm, and often acts as a peace-maker. However, he's also focused and relentless, stopping at nothing to accheive (sp?) his goals. Appearance: [IMG]http://www.capcom.com/e32003/onimusha3/art/samanosuke.jpg[/IMG] He looks like that, only with more modern clothes and no guantlet. He tends to dress casually, liking American fashions, but wears formal things occasionally. Bio: Ryutaro was raised in a small, kind of old-fashioned village in Japan. He lived in a calm, stable environment until he was 6 years old. Then, he was placed in training. His village was secretly home to one of the last Ninja Clans, and all the men and women of the village were, at 6, placed into training. Those that passed moved on to become assassins and spys in the world, and those that didn't complete training were forced to stay in the village, lest they reveal the secrets of the Clan. Ryutaro passed his training at the age of 15 and became an assassin-for-hire. After 5 years of work, he came across George's organization. George was facinated by the Ninja assassin, and decided to recruit Ryutaro. Ryutaro rapidly climbed the ranks and became a top operative. Unfortunately, he failed in a mission and was fired. Now, he has come across his fellow in their mission to kill George. He hopes that his Ninja training will be enough to survive. Abilities: Ryutaro is a master of the Ninjitsu fighting style. He uses a variety of stealth techniques, handy items, and illusionary techniques. Weapons: Ryutaro prefers his katana, but is adept at using a handgun, and carries a [URL=http://www.gunsandammomag.com/ga_handguns/pro_1027/]Millennium Pro PT 145[/URL]. He also carries a stash of blinding powder and a dart gun, with poison and sleeping darts. I hope you let Ryutaro into this RPG, because it sounds quite interesting.[/COLOR]

Eh, I'll give this a shot. Probably won't get in though. I'm probably not as good as I try to get myself to believe I am. Oh well. If I get in, I get in. If I don't, I don't. Simple as that. So here's my best shot... [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=18649[/IMG] -ULX

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]"Why the heck not!" said Zeos, grinning. The two settled down in front of a Devil's Snare and a second, larger pot. "So, we've just gotta move 'em, right?"asked Zeos. "Yeah, but they look...feisty," Imi said, looking unsure. "No problem for the great Uchiyama!" Zeos said. He struck a pose. "You're an idiot," Imi sighed. "I thought you were trying to be [I]nice[/I]," Zeos grumbled. The two pulled on their Dragon-hide gloves and prepared to uproot the Devil's Snare. Zeos sulked throughout the endeavor. "Watch it!" Imi gasped. One of the tendrils wrapped around Zeos's arm. As he tried to pull it off, the flesh began to turn dark. "Okay, um, sunlight works on it! Or heat!" said Zeos. "Just get it off!" "Right! [I]Sol Minor[/I]!" Imi said. With a flick of her wand, a bright flash caused the Devil's Snare to let go and wither back a little. "Quick!" Zeos yelled. He pulled the plant up and dropped it in the new pot. Imi shoveled in several handfulls of dirt, covering the roots. "Well, that was fun," Zeos grumbled. "Tell me about it," Imi sighed.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

Here's my shot at it. You did say you wanted it in black and white/grayscale, right? [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19741&stc=1[/IMG] [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=19742&stc=1[/IMG] -ULX

Okay, maybe I can post. :sweat: Digimon: Barbamon New Digimon Name: Barbamon X Side: Demon Lords Type: X Normal Appearance: [URL=http://ca.geocities.com/digi_josied/digidex/Barbamon.html]click[/URL] Differences: His skin has turned blue; he's grown two long horns; his weapon is a zanbatou now; he wears black plate mail Attacks: Night of Pandemonium and Greedy Souls Sin or Power: Greed