[RPG] Strangest Survivor RPG

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Originally posted in like...my last post Team 1 Wile E. Commander Amareo D Excel Excel Kotori Team 2 Washu Rock Lee Count D Future Boy Conan Jiro Kikaider

If we dont have any objections, I'll make the narrator post tomorrow. (I'm doubling as Excel Excel and the narrator, cause someone has to host the show.) So, ANY problems with teams, rules, or questions, NOW IS THE TIME!

So..do I keep the hand AND the sword...or do I just keep the hand?

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Originally posted by BigOZ So..do I keep the hand AND the sword...or do I just keep the hand?

You get ONE item. One more than zero, one less than 2. The exceptions are very odd. (For example, characters in a wheelchair or that use crutches, or eyeglasses dont count as a item, their count as part of the character.) So, you tell me.

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Originally posted by Shaoblane For those who dont know who is who: Washu Rock Lee profile Commander Amareo profile Excel Excel profile Wile E. Coyote (For those who dont already know.) Kotori was UBER Difficult Future boy conan D, Vampire Hunter D Count D, Pet shop of horrors Team 1 Wile E. Commander Amareo D Excel Excel Kotori Team 2 Washu Rock Lee Count D Future Boy Conan Jiro Kikaider

Alright, I'de like to call this an interactive roleplay, because there's times where the teams will have to make decisions...as a team, meaning you might have to IM/PM/Email each other. However, if this takes so long the team is getting pissed or someone's just being an ass, I, who will be playing God in this roleplay will make the call. Your team is your team for the whole RPG, so try to get along with them. If you dont like them, kill them. That is the whole purpose of the game.

BTW, if anyone didn't get assigned to a team, it's because you didn't post an item, or, I didn't take you seriously. Feel free to jump in as it progresses, but you CANNOT BE AIRDROPPED. Good luck swimming through the ocean of horny overpopulated sharks, or flying.

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Day 1 -- Arrival

<Insert birds chirping here>
The dark clouds over Strangest Island were just about gone and the sun was starting to appear in a clear blue sky. The water was calm, and the warm breeze barely rattled the tall palm trees. The seemingly neverending rain, had in fact ended.



Then, the wind started to blow lightly. The sky swirled upward, and the Great Will of the Macrocausm appeared. Excel Excel came flying out, Menchii tied to the top of her head, and fell onto the island, getting her head stuck in the sand.
"f*** the story. Maybe some time here will do you some good." said the Great Will of the Macrocausm. Excel pulled her head out of the sand.
"WWWAAAAIIIITTT!!!" Excel jumped at the Great Will of the Macrocausm as she dissappeared, missed, and got her head stuck in the sand again.

Nearby, a small etheral wind tingles the trees as a thin black door emerges from nothingness. It is a strange object, visible on one side, but seemingly not there on the other. The handle turns, and the door opens as Washu peers out to get a look at her surroundings. She takes a few steps out, before realising that she is not where she wanted to be:

"Oh dear, this isn't Tenchi's bedroom at all!" A quiet, teenage, chuckle resounds from the door as the shadowed figure of Ryoko closes the door behind Washu. Washu attempts to grasp at the handle, but it vanishes before her grasp can reach it, leaving her stranded on this Strange Island. "I better get to work then..."

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And now, the single character missed from the selection above, Jiro Kikaider!

The wind stops blowing people in for a brief moment as it were. The waves stop. All is calm on the shore. The clouds part in a circle. Suddenly, from high above a shadow descends, and the silhoutte of a caped man can be seen falling. His Left Hand is underneath him, emitting a sheild. It is evident from the color of the energy they just reentered the atmosphere. D breaks the sheild little more than 30 feet off the ground and unsheaths his sword. He slams into the ground and waves of sand go everywhere. The dunpiel hunter removes his sword from the ground, and notices a crack at the very tip. It starts running towards the hilt and the metal breaks off into shards.

YOU BROKE THE SWORD?! WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?! THATS YOUR ONLY WEAPON YOU

Quiet. I hear others.

The hunter begins walking towards Excel Excel, curious, cautious, and bloodthirsty.

A large militaly helicopter swoops in relatively low to the ground, it has the words "Bureau of Interstellar Immigration" emblazoned on it's side. The side of the hellicopter slides open revealing a red haired man with rather impressive eyebrows.

"Can't you get in a little closer?" Commander Amarao asks before being shoved out on to the sandy beach. He distinctly hears the word "Sucker" as the helicopter turns around and leaves him stranded on this god forsaken island.

"You could of at least told me my mission..." Amarao starts to mutter when he notices the shapes of people off in the distance."Maybe they know what's going on here."

Now that the constant raining had finally stopped, the ocean was actually fairly quiet. And it is in this sea of relative tranquility that we find a... motorcycle... roaring it's way across the water towards Strangest Island. Unfortunately, as the previously mentioned... motorcyle... comes closer to the shore, one of those sharks decides to poke his head up and is consequently used as a ramp by accident, sending the bike AND it's rider soaring into the air, though not together.

Jiro hits the ground forcefully and rolls past Excel and Washu for a good hundred feet before coming to a stop, pulling himself back into a standing position in a naturally-dramatic motion. Behind him, Sidemachine tumbles to the earth even further away and explodes, knocking a few palm trees down.

The young android boy turns back to look at the flames marking his beloved motorcycle's final resting place, allowing his expression to turn sad. Turning away from the others, Jiro pulls out his guitar, rests it across his chest, and plays a singular melancholy note.

A shark fin moves through the water, closer and closer to the shore. As it emerges from the water, a 12-year-old boy is seen underneath, carrying it up the shore.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" he shouts. "I got Whitenose!" He runs up the beach, but stops suddenly as he realizes this isn't his home.

Pygmalion

Heaven, that’s what Heaven was; pure and undisturbed heaven. Kotori Monou lounged contently on one of Heaven’s many beaches in a modest bathing suit and sunglasses. Life…er…afterlife was good. She sighed and picked up her non-alcoholic piña colada from the table next to her.

“Oh Ms. Monou,” cooed a voice from above. Kotori jumped slightly, spilling her cocktail all over her adorable pink bathing suit. Kotori lower her sunglasses and starred at the person who the voice belonged to, ready to politely tell them off for causing her to spill her drink. Her speech died in her throat as she realized the identity of the person.

She smiled warmly, “Why hello God. What are you doing here on such a fine day?”

God looked at her, mischief buried deep within his eyes, “Ms. Monou, how would you like to restored your life for a bit?”

Her eyes lit up and her smiled widened, “Really?! You could do that?!”

“Yes. There’s something I’d like you to…check out for me. You wouldn’t mind doing that for me would you Ms. Monou?”

Kotori shook her head vigorously, “Of course not! It’s the least I can do…I mean, you created me!”

God smiled, “I suppose I did. Now you won’t need much, just the clothes on your back and an item of your choice.”

Kotori looked to the glass earth that floated nearby. Elvis had gotten it for her as a joke on Christmas, but it had ended up becoming her favorite gift, “I think I’ll take that.”

“Very well then,” God snapped his fingers and Kotori’s bathing suit was replaced with a plain white dress, “you will be leaving shortly.”

“When?”

“Now.” A hole suddenly appeared under the white clad youth and she plummeted down to earth. God waved cheerily at her retreating figure and yelled down, “Try not to be killed again to quickly Ms. Monou.”

God retreated up the beach smiling widely, “This is going to be better than Friends.”

As Kotori came closer to Earth, the slower the speed of her descent became. An island came into her view, and she braced herself for landed. Kotori landed on the sand with a soft ‘omph’ while her glass earth settled into her lap gently.

“I wonder what God wanted me to do,” she though out loud. Faint voices could be heard from farther out on the island. She smiled, “Maybe they’ll know.” Brushing herself off, she skipped toward the sources of sound.

If one were standing southern end of the island, they would have surely noticed by now the steadily growing twin fins of water speeding towards the deserted place. A boy with a goofy haircut and goofier eyes was swimming, far faster than any of the sharks could ever dream of swimming, towards the island.

He swam nearer and nearer, until at last he shot out of the water, landing into a handspring. Upon righting himself, he scoffed at the apparant lack of his teacher, Gai.

"Gai-sensei! I have beaten you! Now you have to teach me how to-- Gai sensei? Gais sensei?"

The boy looked around, bewildered, before heading inland.

From far away a barrel with a shirt sail floats across the sea....two men lay motionless inside tiredly batting away the sharks.......the fat man slowly raises his head above the barrel's rim and then slowly brings it down....but then suddenly he jumps up pointing the battered oar with a shark halfway towards something. "LAAANNND!!!!!!!!" The tall skinny person next to him in the barrel gets out and shouts "LAANNND!!!!!!!!!" then they both look at each other and scream happily "LAND!!!!!!"

The skinny man holds the sail in place while the fat one huffs and puffs blowing against it....the barrel sails furiously towards the lonely island and continues onto land........*slap*.......

(wrong cartoon)

A portal in subspace rips open revealing a parallel dimension......nearby, Washu takes interest and comes closer to inspect the rip in time&space. She peers in through the hole to see a vast desert and a long and winding road....and a truck...that's getting closer....

Washu: Uh oh...

The truck whizes through the hole and plows through some of the trees before continuing across the sea. A bird of some kind looks back from inside the cab, and then shrugs. As the hole begins to close a coyote flies through wearing some kind of automatic skiing device made out of a refrigerator, a meatgrinder, and some skiis.......the coyote realizes that he isn't in the desert any more and promptly crashes into a palmtree just as the hole between dimensions closes up.

*Freeze frame*

BUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP!!!

Still waiting for:

D (team 1)
Kotori (team 1)
Rock Lee (team 2)
Count D (team 2)

Post entrances, or we'll start without you..


Come on. I dont contribute ANYTHING to this forum, I can try to have a successful RPG here.

Aint that the truth....I already posted mine though...oh well....


D walked within visible distance of Excel Excel stopping as she reminded him of someone from long ago...

D?! D, what are you doing? Dont tell me your dumbstruck. You can catch vampire seeking arrows yet you cant avoid Cupids?

What have I told you? Quiet.

D leans down and puts his left hand on the ground.

How many others

Besides your girlfriend? *D puts his hand down firmer* I'ld say about 3 or more.

The dhampir hunter whistles at Excel.

OOC-

Thanks for the PM, Big Finale! I play loud music to celebrate!

Apparently, the only post were waiting for is...Beth's! Okay...someone annoy the hell out of her! And you up there! The post above me! Help me get my head out of the sand!

Get her head out of the sand you nimrod!

D walks over and pulls Excel out one-handedly, observing the strange person.

Who are you?

Washu levitated a metre or so in the air in a sitting position, her computer incorporeally glimmering in her eyes as she typed,

"Let's see now, Latitude & Longitude: Unknown, Planetoid: Unknown, Dimension: Unknown. There must be some kind of electromagnetic interferance covering the area. It probably ends off shore, but there's no way I can make it there without my equipment."

She strokes her chin, deep in thought,

"Perhaps I could use the natural resources on the island to create some form of rudimentary naval apparatus, but I'll need some help"

A lightbulb beams above her head as she concocts her plan, she actively types away, and manages to initially find 3 humanoids, albeit a strange mix. A great smile crosses her lips, setting the corners of her mouth barely millimetres from her ears in its sheer size, and she hops down back to earth, and begins proceeding towards the only one that could be classified as the 'eldest', if such a term could be given from her...

spoiler (highlight to read):

FTWCG, she's heading for Rock Lee

Count D is brought to shore by a school of wild dolphins: Count D: "Ekk ekk ekk" (Thank you very much) The dolphins chatter as they return out to sea. Count D: "My my I don't beleive this is the LA beach anymore."
Q-chan: "Squeak."
Count D: "Oh my Q-chan you surived aww you poor thing here we must go try to find shleter or something on this strange island."

*walks around*


-Beth

Excel Excel stares wide-eyed at all the strange beings around here.

"HEY! WHO ARE YOU!!!" she shouts loudly at the person nearest to her, D. D had got all hair hair blown back and...fell over. Then, she looked around some more...

"FLOATING THINGY!!!" Excel proceeded to jump on Washu and look over her shoulder.
"Hey! How come your floating? Did you eat any berries that were foaming at the mouth?!"

Excel then fell backwards, getting her head stuck in the sand again.

"Sorry girl, but you remind me very much of someone I'd rather not have touching me." Washu sneers, returning her gaze to her computer, "Have either of you seen a human male approximately 11 years old?"