Official Runouw In Real Life RP(BUMPED FOR RIDDER! NO LOCK!)

[MessengerOfDreams]

Some Ground Rules!

1. No Godmoding
This means, do not control other people's characters, and do not make your character have more power then they are suppose to have. >:(

2. No Metagaming
Your character is not a psychic. Atleast, not an all-powerful one. They do not know everything about everything, nor can they "sense" when an ambush is going to happen. Do not make your character know everything.

3. Limited 5 Locations
Your character can be in several locations at once, this is allowed. However, to limit how many places your character can be, I'm putting a cap on five locations. This is to avoid confusion, although I am hoping that people don't post in every single topic. >_>

4. Powerleveling = Big No No!
This game is not for just becoming the strongest person! No! Interact with other people, get to know them, maybe just go have fun for a bit! Humans don't just fight monsters day and night! (Well... Most of them don't anyways.)

5. Be Serious!
Don't just hop in, mess around, and hop out of a topic. Unless that topic was made to mess around, please... Get engaged with the conversations.

6. Follow Instructions!
Make sure you know what you are doing before you do it! Don't just run blindly in and not follow the correct format! Please read! biggrin.gif

7. Your Character Profiles
Do not make any copies of anybody! Have original people! Although I am fine with people using pictures off of games or animes, please have a different personality and alias then that person! Also, to make sure that you have READ the rules, I would like you to write "I have entered Chaos Bounty." at the very bottom of the profile!

8. Post Minimum
There is a minimum of one paragraph per post! That means at least 4-5 sentences. This is to make sure there are more detailed conversations, and to make sure there is no back and forth tennis ball posting (unless you're doing a duo, i.e. Kim and Azn.).


Credits to some Chaos-something site Azn found.

So, only typing and RPing goes here. Questions? viewtopic.php?f=27&t=5161&start=40


Team 1:David and... Ellis! (Moy writes)

Team 2: Stew Pitt Sutcliffe and... Den! (Ridder writes)

Team 3: Elspeth and... Marcus! (Ridder and/or Zunar writes)

Team 4: Buffy and... Mike! (Buffooner writes)

Team 5: Kim Corily Harris and... Kailiff! (Kim and Azn collaborate!)

Team 6: Kailiff and Seth! (Aznchau writes)

PROFIELZ!

Name: Buffy
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Hobbies/Interests: Stuff, internets, art und other things
Place of Living: UK, at the Beach!
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: MIC
Personality: Erm friendly I guess, strong will... and stuff.

Name: Marcus (Mark for short)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Video Games, Computer, Science
Place of Living: Alabama
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Almost any
Personality: Not sure. I'm very outgoing. I am creative. I like to just sit at my computer and play it all day long. I get inspired to do lots of things.

Name: Ellis G
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Super Mario Bros. X, Super Mario 63, Wii, DS and anything else game related.
Place of Living: UK, Liverpool
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Why, Moy of course!
Personality: Funny, Personally makes freinds laugh with rude jokes, happy, epic.

Name: David
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Traveling
Place of Living: All over, changes every week
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Anyone, really.
Personality: Honest, Straight-Faced

Name: Mike (or Mic if you prefer, but seriously, who names their kid Mic?)
Age: 13 (I really wanted to be like this old wise hermit dude who's only role in the story is to give the main characters obvious advice at the most inopportune moments just to annoy the characters, but apparently I can't be old.)
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Guitar, skiing, guitar, snowboarding, tennis, guitar, watching movies, guitar, guitar, listening to music, guitar, guitar, and guitar.
Place of Living: A hut on some random mountain in the Sahara Desert. (That said, I can still be a wise young hermit dude.)
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Er, anyone really, but Buff is a good choice.
Personality: I'm wise. Or so I think. I'm also a hermit. And I'm a dude. Figure out the rest.

Name: Stew Pitt Sutcliffe
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Football, Watching Football, Russian Beer, Headbanging to good music, Sitar
Place of Living: Shoreditch
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Buffooner
Personality: Free Spirited, Strong Willed, on the outside, clumsy and drunk, inside, a good-nature boy.



Name: Elspeth
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hobbies/Interests: Joking about lesbianism,Carpenter, All sorts of music, Tennis, Translating, Sniper Rifles and, Jew Jitsu, Kickboxing, UFC
Place of Living: Takamatsu
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: MetaRL123 or Brando
Personality: Multi-Tasker, fierce battle instincts, observant, occasional joker.
Personal Ability: Advanced Knowledge of objects (Structural Weaknesses, Building Layouts Etc.),

Name: Den (as in Den)
Age: 13
Gender:Male
Hobbies/Interests: Darkness, Shadows. Other crap
Place of Living: Anywhere...
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Don't care really
Personality: You can guess this one right? Emo i guess

Name: Kim Corily Harris
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Flash games, drawing, daydreaming up crazy things
Place of Living: East Texas, in the woods
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: ......Either MIC or Buff....or Chau.
Personality: An easy-going member who shouldn't be pushed too far. He is a friend to all, but can't stand betrayal.

[Megar]

Yeah, Moy? The posts were deleted, but that includes your part of the story.
Oh, Ok. Here it is:
(New Version)

"Yawn...." I awoken in my bed, as usual. So I went off downstairs. I had my breakfast, Ceareal of course! And I decided to go on my Wii. "Teh Ceareal is Awesome." I said to myself. I decided to play Super Mario Galaxy, considering that Number 2 was coming out in 1-2 months. I went to Good Egg Galaxy to do a purple comet perfect run, And I did!........... In 3 tries
Then I just messed around in the observatory, and would you guess it, It was my lunch! I ate it, as usual. I decided to knock for my freind, Joe. He lived on my street and we were in the same school class. We do alot together. That day, we went to my school, Northway's Rival, Christ The King, with One of Joe's freinds, to pick up someone. Then we played some football, and then I had to go home. I had Ravioli (And Meatballs! Naw, Just kidding) in tomato sauce with cheese and a herb called Rocket.
Then I decided to Play Levels on Super Mario 63. I played a few levels, such as my secret unreavealed level, Super Mario RPG 63
The reason it was unreavealed was beacause it's not very good. Hehhehehehe. I played Yoshi Boo 118's Paper Mario 64 series then. It came out of boredom for me to do that. But that series always lights me up. I decided to do something else, as it ended up being 9:00. I clicked return to level series, and I had A Private Message. "Hmmm? What's this here?" A said. "A PM? From Whom?" I decided to find out. When I read it, it said:

Spoiler: show

If you have received this message, please do whatever you can to meet me in Sydney, Australia, in front of the Opera House, as soon as you can. Don’t ask questions till you get here. I look forward to meeting you in real life. Niklaw.

"Hmmm? Niklaw wants to meet me at the Opera House? Well, Ok. I can't disagree with A Global Mod." Let's see... It'll take, like 12 hours to get there. Hey what's this?" I looked in a magizine, And It had a free ticket for a plane, straight to Sydney! "My life has just been made easy! When does it leave?" I looked at the ticket? 9am... TOMMAROW!? I GOTTA GET READY! I got ready the quickest I ever had, got to the airport, and hopped on the plane ,To Sydney. I didn't know what was ahead, so I had to find out, the right way.

[Kimonio]

Eh, I'll lay it on you guys. Enjoy seeing this part of what my life is like:










Kimside Drama presents................................................................THE LIFE OF THE UNPOPULATED POPULAR.









A normal school day......all the same. Get up, get dressed, go to school, learn random stuff I could read about on Google, eat lunch, wait for 6th period when I can play flash games, listen more, and listen to the coaches yell at us.


......Wuh? You want the actual life of me?



......Jeez, you sure are picky. Fine....let's start with life at school. I'll skip the boring parts to save your sanity....



Algebra, the first highschool class of the day. Not that interesting, not that boring.....more or less the class of awesome randomness.

Speaking of which.....why the heck is Calan's ear longer than the other?......There you have it. Absolute randomness.

And now we skip ahead to 6th period. Don't ask why, because I told you. I was going to skip all the boring stuff.

Here we are, chilling in Coach Loyd's class. Why is this the best class?

Because we do nothing!

Yep. Although we should be learning about computers, we more or less teach ourselves. The whole class already found proxies, which have been blocked. We all have found flash games and URL loop holes, which most have been blocked.

And one of us has figured out how to get flash files from games, just by doing a bit of clicking.


Awesome class? It was.......until the incident.


You see, the boys where I live love to dip(like smoking, but with smokeless tobacco). We have a few thickskulled boys who just love to make the class more lively. Today wasn't an exception. They were fooling around with a full can of snuff, when one of them goofs off with it while the cap is off. He throws it up in the air to catch it, spilling the crap all over the floor and leaving a big stain. To make it show more, which they weren't trying to do, they put a sh*tload of foam soap over the wet stain and rubbed in. Now when you look, all you see is a big stain.


Anyway, that's very rarely going to happen again. All the days are the same at school....until I get home.


You see, Runouw.com is almost a double life to me. There, I feel accepted. I feel among friends. We may be different, but at least I get along with everyone there.

Well, the computers on and I am typing up this repl-......Wait, a PM? Sweet.

.......Wait, Nikky is requesting I head to Australia? Awsumness.


Well boys, I see ya in Aussy county! Until then, I'll be back!

[Megar]

Come on guys. It's been four days and people have forgotten.

[MessengerOfDreams]

Come on Azn, Zunar and Buff, you flakes! And Ridder, uhm, get a new... Computer?

[Megar]

Come on Azn, Zunar and Buff, you flakes! And Ridder, uhm, get a new... Computer?

Don't forget yerself. Yer part's gone.

[MessengerOfDreams]

What the feck?

Time to write an angry letter to four.

But first...

I woke up, not remembering which city I was in at first. Detroit, right? I looked out the hotel window to see, and as a matter of fact, I could see the Gateway Arch. St. Louis.
I know from experience that the weirdest feeling you get is when you don’t have a clue where you are. The saddest feeling is loneliness. The emptiest feeling is when you’ve done it all before your teen years ended. And the happiest feeling is accomplishment.
Those four feelings were staples in my life.
I was David Domingo. I was a world traveler. And I was 19.
I had aspirations to be a world famous photographer. I had a process. I started out in one city, Seattle. I took pictures, printed them, and moved on with the next city. For me that was a small step, otherwise known as Bozeman, Montana. I would give out pictures, accepting donations, and then the process would repeat, in 50 worldwide cities. I was making progress.
Today I was heading to Tokyo, Japan. I was seriously looking forward to this one.
I got my backpack and my laptop together, and left the hotel silently, driving my rent-a-car to the Airport. I got out and went to the ticket counter, and I guess I looked out-of-townish, because the clerk asked me where I lived. How was I supposed to answer that with anything but a shrug? She gave me an odd look and handed me my plane ticket. I nodded and walked onto the plane. First class. Guess that’s where your parent’s fortune came in handy. Although, to be honest, I’d much rather have my parents back than the money.
24 hours later, I arrived in Tokyo. Time zones threw me for a loop, as well as jet lag, so I decided to return to my hotel. I lay on the bed, and got my laptop out.
Runouw.com. Beats Twitter by a long shot. I found some decent wi-fi, I started a post, complete with pictures and travel stories. This site was a whole new world. I was MessengerOfYahweh, the world traveler. Not much different except the name, actually.
Upon finishing my post, I settled for a nice chat with people from all over this planet I loved so dearly, when I noticed I had A PM. I opened the PM toolbox to see that it was from Niklaw. Interested, since he was a global moderator, I opened it.
The same PM was addressed to several other members, so I guess that doesn’t make me the fourth mod, eh?
It read:
“If you have received this message, please do whatever you can to meet me in Sydney, Australia, in front of the Opera House, as soon as you can. Don’t ask questions till you get here. I look forward to meeting you in real life. Niklaw.”
I groaned. I had just gotten here. I sighed, and started packing my stuff up all over again, ready to fly out to Sydney.

[Zunar]

Mine!

When I woke up, I looked out my window. "It's raining," I said to myself. I got out of bed, turned on my computer, and starting playing games, particularly SM63. "Aypic ending," I told myself when I beat it. I proceeded to hack SM64 (with Toad's Tool and Text Wrangler). After a while of doing that, I quit and went on Runouw's website. Played GT&tEF and some other games he had, then went on the forums. I got tired of that after a while, and so I started up Game Maker and started making my own game.

I was a quarter way through making my game when I flipped back to Runouw's forums and saw I had a PM. It was from a Global Mod, so I opened it (I would have opened it even if it wasn't from a Global Mod). It was Niklaw. "What does he/she want?" I wondered. I opened the PM and it said:

If you have received this message, please do whatever you can to meet me in Sydney, Australia, in front of the Opera House, as soon as you can. Don’t ask questions till you get here. I look forward to meeting you in real life. Niklaw.

"Sydney Opera House, huh?" I said, curious. I packed my things and rested up for the journey. The next day I got a plane to Sidney, not knowing what to expect.

[Chaukai]

Kailiff frowned in concentration. The slender rapier in his hand flicked upwards, striking a dummy which stood in front of him. One, two, three. Rapidly, the sword struck the dummy's sides, hitting lightly enough that there was no chance of tearing. Without stopped, Kailiff stepped forward and pierced the head of the dummy, ramming the sword into the soft leather until the blade could only be seen protruding out of the back of its head.

"Too slow." A voice said from behind Kailiff. Kailiff turned around and glared at his mentor, who stood with his arms folded, shaking his head. "Your form is almost perfect, but you take too much time concentrating on your movements." Kailiff grabbed the sword out of the dummy's head, whirling around to take a swing at his mentor. The sword had barely swung when another rapier met his instantaneously.

"Bring it!" Kailiff said with a grin, pulling his sword back and lunging at his mentor. The sword met no contact as his mentor slid his rapier along the side of Kailiff's, flicking it to the side and grabbing Kailiff with his left hand. Kailiff struggled as he was brought into a headlock, but then realized he lost and gave up.

"Haha! Finally learned to respect your elders?" His mentor laughed and let go of Kailiff, giving him time to jump away, replacing his concentrated face with a face of uncaring. He shrugged and started to walk away. He didn't get three steps before he was grabbed again, this time his mentor threw his hand over Kailiff's shoulder and waved his sword around happily. "I've got a favor to ask you, boy."

"Oh god." Kailiff said with a roll of the eyes. Whenever Kailiff had to do a favor, it usually involved something insane, elaborate, and random. His mentor ignored him, pulling out a sealed envelope from his pocket. He waved it in front of Kailiff, who stared at it blankly.

"It's a little letter from Niklaw." He said, pulling the letter away even though Kailiff made no move to grab it.

"Who?"

"You've met him a few times. Probably not enough to stick. Old friend of mine needs some help."

Kailiff rose an eyebrow at this. "And... You are going to see him?"

"No. You are going to see him." His mentor said with a devilish grin. "He lives in Austrailia, he needed someone who was strong, able-bodied, and could handle himself."

"Why don't you go?"

His mentor scratched his chin in thought, and then gave a good thump on Kailiff's head. "Don't ask questions. He asked for you, so you go."

Kailiff rubbed his head ruefully, "Why should I go?" he said in a annoyed tone. His mentor looked at him with hardened eyes for a few minutes.

"Because there was also something stated in the letter..." He showed Kailiff the short letter, pointing down near the bottom. It wrote in a fancy handwriting:

"Have him bring your blade. He will need it."

Kailiff's eyes sparked for a minute, and then he looked up at his mentor. "When am I leaving?"

[Ridder]

Thing I need to remember.: show

Team 2: Stew Pitt Sutcliffe and... Den! (Ridder writes)
Team 3: Elspeth and... Marcus! (Ridder and/or Zunar writes)



PROFIELZ!



Name: Marcus (Mark for short)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Video Games, Computer, Science
Place of Living: Alabama
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Almost any
Personality: Not sure. I'm very outgoing. I am creative. I like to just sit at my computer and play it all day long. I get inspired to do lots of things.[/quote]

Name: Stew Pitt Sutcliffe
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Hobbies/Interests: Football, Watching Football, Russian Beer, Headbanging to good music, Sitar
Place of Living: Shoreditch
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Buffooner
Personality: Free Spirited, Strong Willed, on the outside, clumsy and drunk, inside, a good-nature boy.



Name: Elspeth
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hobbies/Interests: Joking about lesbianism,Carpenter, All sorts of music, Tennis, Translating, Sniper Rifles and, Jew Jitsu, Kickboxing, UFC
Place of Living: Takamatsu
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: MetaRL123 or Brando
Personality: Multi-Tasker, fierce battle instincts, observant, occasional joker.
Personal Ability: Advanced Knowledge of objects (Structural Weaknesses, Building Layouts Etc.),

Name: Den (as in Den)
Age: 13
Gender:Male
Hobbies/Interests: Darkness, Shadows. Other crap
Place of Living: Anywhere...
Online Member That You Would Team Up With: Don't care really
Personality: You can guess this one right? Emo i guess

........

Slightly Irrelevant Beginning: show

"AH-" The soldier next to me suddenly dropped to the ground, with a look of shock stuck onto his face.
I was on the beach of Peleliu, during a war we couldn't possible win.Their numbers were massive, their airstrikes relentless, and their soldiers determined.
I fired off another round of my Arisaka, it hit, but the monster I had hit didn't even flinch.
No, we weren't fighting Americans invading through boats and planes.
For some strange reason, we were fighting bots, well, I don't know how to put it, but these were the kinds of things I'd seen on the internet, what are they called again?
"FREE COLON CLEANING AT PRONSEX.COM" one shouted.

Oh yeah. Spambots.
One by one, they took us down. Some of us were brave enough to lead suicidal charges, but they were quickly put down.
"Ohkay...hey buddy," I nudged the guy to my left. "I think we should ru-GAH!" I stopped what I was saying just in time to see a mechanical arm struck through my chest. Suddenly, everything was getting darker, sounds started fading away from my ears. I was dying.

"Goddamnit, I hope I respawn...." I slowly said, blood streaming out of my mouth.
Then I heard the last thing to ever reach my ears.

"Hasta La Windows Vista Senio-RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG."

Wait what?

*Tick. Tock. make it po--- ahem, scuse me.*

I was coming out of a dream i can't fully remember, the thing pulling me out being the familiar deafening ring of my alarm clock, the smell of death hanging in the air, and the bright flashing lights of Pvt. Miller getting blown up by a grenade.

Oh yeah, that's right, playing "Little Resistance" on Call of Duty:World at War with some people on the Playstation Network.
"Ugh...." I said as I rubbed my head to get rid of my annoying headache.
I was laying with my back on the side of my bed, with a Wireless X-Box 360 controller on top of my belly and a phone in my left hand."I should probably check what time it is." thinking to myself. I proceeded to turn of my Xbox 360 and get up from my slump. As soon as I was on two feet, my arms automatically outstretched themselves and my mouth opened to yawn, after which I decided to walk over to the door blinds and see whatsup with the weather. When I pulled the chord, the blinds pulled back, revealing a dank, dark, brown Takamatsu. "great, it's more Heavy Rain, just what I wanted." I thought with sarcasm. Tilting my head to my still buzzing clock, I saw that it was 9:32 A.M some time in the weekends, perfect day to go of the intranet.

After shutting up my clock, brushing some teeth and taking a shower of all showers, I decided it was time to go forum lurking, genderless style.
Going on to one of my more favorited sites, Runouw.com, I became Ridder! The one without a gender, at least, I suppose I'm the newer one, seeing as how the older one left along with the older Runouw.com. After having the usual talk with a man named MessengerOfYaweh, leading to him posting one of these, I proceeded to notice I had a new PM, it was probably one from Messenger about something I wasn't going to answer in a long while, but I was never afraid to read Private Messages.

Oh no, it was from Reaper, about some story he was making. I quickly answered the question that was enclosed in said PM.
After finishing all current business with Runouw.com, I logged off, turned off my computer, and then proceeded to the showing of CSI on my TV.

After about thirty minutes into it, I almost dozed off, if not for the fact that I heard a sudden BUMP! into my door that lead outside.
I was not initially startled until I saw that it was, hard to believe, a Cockatiel. I slid my door open just a crack big enough for me to retrieve the bird, but not enough for all the rain to get in.
The bird had, unsurprisingly, a tube strapped to it's leg. I knelt down to reach for the tube and gently undid the tie to the bird's leg.
inside the tube was a little strip of paper that was just barely large enough to have a message written on it.

It read as follows :

If you have received this message, meet me in Sydney, Australia, in front of the Opera House, as soon as you can. Don’t ask questions. I look forward to meeting you in real life. Niklaw.

P.S. To Ridder: You suck at Call of Duty. Your aim with the Ray Gun is ♥♥♥♥.

Although somewhat enraged at the later comment, I was too intrigued about the real message to care.

"Sydney? Australia? Opera House?"

I didn't care about the "as soon as you can" part, I was going to Tokyo today, and damnit, whatever an Australian wants from me can wait till I spend at least a day in Tokyo. As soon as I rolled up the piece of paper, the bird woke up, now dry from the lack of rain, it flew to the top of my head and landed it's feet cautiously and precise.
I didn't know whether to laugh or shoo the little thing away, so I just decided to stand back up and get ready for not two, but three trips.