ZOMBIE FORUMS

OOC: I'll do that when its brought to my characters attention. I built it with a flaw, I'll stick with it until my character finds out about it./OOC

as silent as the nighet the warior is moving into the forest,in hoppe to find the
katana of darknes.


name:unown
aperes:vite hair, purple eyes and black skin.
race:Demon/drow (elf).
mele:duel Katanas.
range:darts.
skills:shadow meld, shadow magic,
super speed strength and vitalety,steath,
unown demonik powers.



<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Samurai of the night on 2002-05-16 05:45 ]</font>

And an inability to spell...

i seed i was sorry ok.

im from sweden.
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<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Samurai of the night on 2002-05-16 05:55 ]</font>

How old are you?
(Har gammal är du?)

vadåra

Are you about twelve or just an embracement to the Swedish educational system?

13, jag är ord blind jag skriver dåligt



(bor i södertelge)

/Spy is lying in the trees a hundred yards away from all the comotion

What the hell is going on here.

/Spy puts on his stealth suite and turns it on becoming invisible and silent

Thirteen, dyslectic and surrounded by the natives. That's tough! You are one of the youngest to appear here.

Welcome to the Expatriates board.

*To get this back on topic the Marsupilami known as cyb dissapears into the dark djungle*

the wind is talking, somfing is koming this way better to be prepeard.

*hides in a tre*

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<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Samurai of the night on 2002-05-16 08:51 ]</font>

Suik was still in a supremely bad mood, considering that he lost his nice kilt back in the desert. He really liked that one...his mum made it especially for him. And now some sand sucking heathen was probably waltzing around wearing it as a bloody bonnet...

He let out an audible sigh, and flopped down onto a log to wallow in a little more self pity. Suddenly he noticed something. Usually, the forest was alive with sound, but suddenly, everything was quiet. Too quiet. (He regretted thinking those thoughts the moment they popped into his mind. Nothing EVER goes right when someone says that, and he was pretty sure that included thinking, too)

He pulled himself up off of the log and walked a little bit further. The feeling of anxiousness was getting stronger. Whatever was going on, it was doing it's damndest not to be seen. Suddenly, behind him, he heard a rustle of leaves. He jearked around, sword in one hand, dagger in the other.

Nothing was there. It was probably just a rabbit, he told himself. His heart still pounding, he turned back around and continued walking a bit, before feeling a tap on his shoulder. Swinging around with a vicious (though clumbsy) swipe of his sword, he saw...well...nothing.

He heard a noise as if someone dropped down from the branches above him. Then he felt something heavy hit him on the head. Then he fell down.

This was not turning out to be a nice day.

Darkness came over the world

finks to him self.

i ned to faind dat litle yelow anima.

*SHO walks over to his jeep and pulls out a battle helm and walks back over the clearing in the woods.*

"So, you all seems like worthy warriors, but if we must choose sides, then let it be done.
All those who fancy themselves stealthy, and like to hang out in trees should be on one force, while the ground pounders make up the opposing force. Is this agreeable? I not then choose the battle lines as you may but SHO will stand and fall with only honor."

OOC: Sorry did'nt really give a breakdown of the SHO man.

SHO
full name: SHO Tanji
Ht: 5'7
Wt:150
Hair: black
Eyes: Green

Powers and abilities of note: SHO's primary power lies in his ability to control his Chi, or his lifeforce. With little to no concentration this ability allows him to increase his strength, reation time, stamina and resistance to superhuman levels. By manipualting this ability he can draw the Chi from other sources, including but not limited to trees, grass, and animals. SHO must return this Chi after battle or face dire karmatic results. SHO's ability with the Katana is the stuff of legend, many find it hard to believe one so young and seemingly so unfocus can have such a mastery of the sword.

Equipment: SHO's armor is built to withstand direct force, making it strong but it's defence against energy based attacks are lacking. His swords, a total of five on his back and a smaller one at his side are all enchanted. His favorite is an extending Katana dubbed Farkill which as the name implies can grow to obscene lengths. Sword 2 is sheathed in fire, 3 in ice, the 4th will do damage to inorganic matter but will leave living matter unhurt. The dagger at his hip will always return to him. The fifth sword is jet black in color and to this day SHO has never drwn it from it's scabbard.

Sorry if that was a bit long winded! SHO assuems there are characters in the trees because of all the rustling and such, his engine should have scared away all the normal animals./OOC

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A space marine bike pulls up in the forest. Antenor gets off it.

Sorry I'm late.SHO I like that idea of the groundpounders and the stealthy bugers, it does not need to be said that I am on the groundpounders team.

OOCIf you don't know m character or his skills and equipment, check the patent office as they are listed there./OOC

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Motto of the Blood Angels 10th company.

<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Vet Sgt Antenor on 2002-05-18 08:02 ]</font>

*A burp and a grumble is heard from the redwood just opposite UWC and MASTER.*

A drunk seems to be waking up. Layers of clothing hides most of his form. He pulls a nondescript bottle from his coat and takes a swig from it. He groans then shifts as he reaches to remove something uncomfortable that he had been sleeping on. He pulles a shiny round object from out of his layers of clothing, obvoiusly being the object that annoyed him. He taps it and then puts it back. He stands, groans again, straps a sheath holding some sort of short sword under his coat.

Turns to the cat and the robot, "What time is it? Do you know when the next transport will be by here."

OOC:
Name: Ginin
From: StarWars RPG
Race: Drunk
Age: He forgets
Why: Wanted to make a Star Wars character that didnt use a blaster and didnt use a lightsaber. He has his own special talents.

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"We can't stop here! This is bat country!"

<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: William T Cat on 2002-05-18 13:09 ]</font>

/Yossi and his men stay well away from where the action appears to be about to start, very much camoflauged and comforatable

"We're gonna wait until the cat calls us. Sit tight everyone, we'll get a chance to use our new weapons soon enough."

OOC: Yossi's teams have added, for the purpose of "This gun kicks more ass the the MP5" the HK G-36. Its profile can be found here: http://world.guns.ru/assault/as14-e.htm

Everyone is still carrying their MP5s, but with less reloads (only 2 reloads and the magazine in the gun.)
/OOC

OOC:

Aww, everbody luvs me!



/OOC

*gets board of waiting and goes hunting the litle furry yellov annimal