Post by razputen on Aug 7, 2009 21:41:03 GMT -5
ok here is my Roleplay sample.
Story(if it matters):it is the year 2053 the world has run out of natural resources and has sunk into a post apocalyptic setting encampments are spread throughout the land sheltering people from the Raiders that stalk them throughout the day and the shadows that strike them down in the night. is there any hope for this world or shall there be more suffering beyond the horizon....
Character temp: Albel Kiske
Appearance: he wears a black hooded cloak to hide him from the sun during the day it is tattered and worn signifying the many travels it has been through. under the cloak he wears A Grey shirt with buckles keeping it from exposing his chest as well as a pair of Blue jeans with Belts fastened around the calf holding a sheath and a Knife.
Back story: He is wandering the vast wasteland In search of the new horizon he has been hearing about ever since he was born. His family was slaughtered on his thirteenth birthday since then his heart has become ice cold trusting no one his travels have brought him many places each yielding no results. He feels he is getting closer to it but slipping further away.
Weapons of choice: Two 40. Caliber pistols he found on the body of a dead Raider, and a knife given to him by his father.
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Albel was walking again through the expansive wasteland contemplating where he would travel next he knew he had to find shelter before nightfall he decided to look at his map.
“the nearest Camp is Korroa” he thought to himself
Unaware to the figure standing about five feet away he continued to study the map. As he was putting it away the figure drew closer until finally he was grabbing Albel collar lifting him up from the ground.
“Would ya mind telling me why you’re here stranger” The strange man asked
his breath was Vile and his teeth were rotten to the core.
“who’s asking” Albel asked
“why you don’t know who I am” the man chuckled a little to himself as he thought for a while
“it seems even you Don’t know who you are” Albel mocked “ah it is a shame I was really looking forward to getting to know you”
“why you….listen up you little smart ass” the strange man yelled “I am Zyid The Murderer of Goleis”
Albel’s hand slowly reached for his knife as he unbuckled the clasp he kept taunting Zyid “well I’ve never heard of you I guess you’re just not as famous as you thought you were….huh?”
Zyid raised Albel into the air and threw him to the ground as he sided across the ground he stuck the knife into the ground and stopped himself he rose up and threw the knife. The knife found its mark hitting Zyid right in between his eyes. Albel searched his body but only found a few trinkets and a few pieces of metal. He continued to march towards Korroa………it was nearly night fall when he reached the Encampment’s gates. He slipped in as the gates were beginning to close he Quickly moved to the nearest alley way and found a place to rest. As his eyes grew heavy his mind drifted to the New Horizon…
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How was it
Story(if it matters):it is the year 2053 the world has run out of natural resources and has sunk into a post apocalyptic setting encampments are spread throughout the land sheltering people from the Raiders that stalk them throughout the day and the shadows that strike them down in the night. is there any hope for this world or shall there be more suffering beyond the horizon....
Character temp: Albel Kiske
Appearance: he wears a black hooded cloak to hide him from the sun during the day it is tattered and worn signifying the many travels it has been through. under the cloak he wears A Grey shirt with buckles keeping it from exposing his chest as well as a pair of Blue jeans with Belts fastened around the calf holding a sheath and a Knife.
Back story: He is wandering the vast wasteland In search of the new horizon he has been hearing about ever since he was born. His family was slaughtered on his thirteenth birthday since then his heart has become ice cold trusting no one his travels have brought him many places each yielding no results. He feels he is getting closer to it but slipping further away.
Weapons of choice: Two 40. Caliber pistols he found on the body of a dead Raider, and a knife given to him by his father.
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Albel was walking again through the expansive wasteland contemplating where he would travel next he knew he had to find shelter before nightfall he decided to look at his map.
“the nearest Camp is Korroa” he thought to himself
Unaware to the figure standing about five feet away he continued to study the map. As he was putting it away the figure drew closer until finally he was grabbing Albel collar lifting him up from the ground.
“Would ya mind telling me why you’re here stranger” The strange man asked
his breath was Vile and his teeth were rotten to the core.
“who’s asking” Albel asked
“why you don’t know who I am” the man chuckled a little to himself as he thought for a while
“it seems even you Don’t know who you are” Albel mocked “ah it is a shame I was really looking forward to getting to know you”
“why you….listen up you little smart ass” the strange man yelled “I am Zyid The Murderer of Goleis”
Albel’s hand slowly reached for his knife as he unbuckled the clasp he kept taunting Zyid “well I’ve never heard of you I guess you’re just not as famous as you thought you were….huh?”
Zyid raised Albel into the air and threw him to the ground as he sided across the ground he stuck the knife into the ground and stopped himself he rose up and threw the knife. The knife found its mark hitting Zyid right in between his eyes. Albel searched his body but only found a few trinkets and a few pieces of metal. He continued to march towards Korroa………it was nearly night fall when he reached the Encampment’s gates. He slipped in as the gates were beginning to close he Quickly moved to the nearest alley way and found a place to rest. As his eyes grew heavy his mind drifted to the New Horizon…
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How was it