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NOTE: Not sure if I spelled Millennium right.
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Story:
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At the beginning of the world, many aeons ago, there lived gods/godessess protecting the earth from harm such as darkness or terror. There was no moon.
Suddenly one day, the first ever moon popped up. It causes massecre and disaster such as deadly events.
But something happened on that day...heroes were born. Ready to battle. And that was the first sign of civilization on earth.
Civilization began spreading overtime. They worshipped the gods in the temple and lived happily in the lands.
1000 years after the first moon, a second moon came. Causing massacre, people dying, people fleeing their homes; and every moon gets worse. But the same thing happened again; heroes were born.
As the first moon people; (eldars now) and the new heroes (all grown and at least 200 years o.ld); figured out that a new moon appeared every 1000 years.
It was the mission to stop the next moon before more terror happens...
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Rules:
No innapropriate use of content.
Admins:
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dudeimsoawesome
CoolBlue
Nero (forget his full name but you will notice him)
snowdapple
I MIGHT ADD MORE LATER.
Character Sheet:
Name:
A.ge:
Hero?: (Don't let everyone be a hero or it won't be fun.
Item/Weapons: (NO GUNS!)
Appearance:
Bio:
Purpose: (What you are born to do). |
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My Character:
Name: Drakendorf Oolarg
A.ge: 2279
Hero?: Yes (Eldar or First Moon)
Item/Weapons: Staff (Can summon powers).
Appearance: 5;7, wears long white robes, black boots, has a long staff with a glowing bright blue orb on top...long white hair with long white beard.
Bio: What the first of civilization. Was the first to be born in the 1st moon. Now and eldar, it's his duty to help the new heroes do their task.
Purpose: (Protect/Defend). |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
(Sweeeeet)
Name: Axel Jonor
A.ge: 213
Hero?: Yes
Item/Weapons: Long sword
Appearance: Long black hair, scar on fourhead, blue fiery eyes, long red robe, leather shoes, snake-skin gloves.
Bio: A brave fighter, willing to risk his own life for his fellow man.
Purpose: Save lifes |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
(Sorrey my 1 didnt post)
Name: Axel Jonor
A.ge: 1213 (Elder)
Hero?: Yes
Item/Weapons: Long sword
Appearance: Long black hair, scar on fourhead, blue fiery eyes, long red robe, leather shoes, snake-skin gloves.
Bio: A brave fighter, willing to risk his own life for his fellow man.
Purpose: Save lifes
(I only want to be an elder cuz i can...) |
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(Ok..but you have to be 2000 to be eldar...) |
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Name: Warren Sharpe
A.ge: 17
Hero?: No
Item/Weapons: A long, needle thin rapier, and many throwing knives and shurikens.
Appearance: Tall, around 6"11, and extremley thin, close to bieng anorexic, but quite an athletic size for his build. A long black duster, made from animal hides, neatly stitched together, as well as a neat fitting black iron chestplate, and a red cloth bandana tied loosley around his neck. Also has black iron vambraces, greaves, and black leather boots, as well as shiny steel metal studs lining the soles. Long Coal Black hair, and a large-rimmed, around 8 inches, black fedora, which match his dark brown eyes, with large pupils. He also ahs a thin nose, and gaunt cheeks, surrounding his thin lips.
Bio: Warren is a mercanary, working since a very young age, doing almost everything for a large amount of money. He used to do it for his parents, but they were killed in a fire, and now he vows to continue his life.
Purpose: To help the heroes. |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
Ag.e: 2013 |
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coolblueJoin Date: 2007-08-13
Post Count: 4555 |
Name: Aqio Slima (pronounced Ock-wee-o Slime-a)
A.ge: 2250
Hero?: Yes (Elder)
Item/Weapons: Saphire Sword
Appearance: Blue Robe With Hood (Hood on), Brown Shoes, His face is covered by his hood and it's shadow.
Bio: Was one of 1st moon heros, is a great sword fighter and never reveals what is under his hood.
Purpose: Guide/Help New Heros |
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(Okay :D Invite people to RP! :D)
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
(Can I start?) |
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273 Years Earlier:
*Wakes up in rubble*
Me: Where am I...wait...this is the temple. It's in pieces!! *Looks up* A second moon? Oh no!! I better go find the monks!!! |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
I sat in my window over looking the town, most of the buildings were burnt down from the last moon and no-one wanted to fix them. Bones littered the streets, and in the distants I could here young children crying for food. When ever a new moon comes all the villages look like this for around one-hundred years, that when everyone starts to pick everything up.
I climbed down from the stone window and landed on a pile of wood, I kicked back up what fell and started to walk into town. Everything smelt horrible, only a few new houses stood, and even these were cruddy. I found a well and lowered the bucket, just to hear it hit the bottom. It had been long sense the new moon and this village just moved away.
I went back to the stone house and sat back and sat back in the window. My throat was itching but I didint care, these peaple needed help. |
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(Oh yeah, if you doing something from like back then, make sure you put how long ago...and btw put wherever you are set at. I am in the village of Orkhelm.) |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
I didint remeber what happened during the last moon, I was knocked out by a falling beam. When I woke in the morning everythign was in rubble and peaple were screaming all around me, I was bleeding bad. After that I woke up again with little memory inside a nearby ditch, my head covered in bandages. |
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I layed back in my wooden chair, in the d.im room, my face half hidden by the r.im of my hat. I flicked a gold coin in my pale hands, which had been given to me by my parti.cular.ly nervo.us contra.ctor. A fra.il man, he was a parino.id mani.ac, only buying me for protecting him from shadows. Still, he was r.ich, which meant goo.d mon.ey. He was litera.lly shaking as I flicked the coin, flinc.hing as he heard the soft 'ti.ng'. I looked at him. "Thank you, Mis.tah N.oi." He nodded, and smiled mockingly, no doubt at my twa.ng. I scowl.ed. "Do not insult m.ay." I said calmly. He snigg.ered. Then stopped. Not because he was scared, so much, but that his vo.ice b.ox had been sli.t by a knif.e that had 'accid.entaly' slip.ped from my fing.ers. I stood up from my chair, loo.ted the key to his ho.use, and the rest of his mo.ney, and left. |
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(They year: 2279...remember that) |
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*Quickly runs to the monastery to find that all the monks are dead*.
Me: Aww man...this can not be happening!
*Quickly searches the village for survivors. No survivors. They all died*
*I quickly went to my house which was in rubble...and packed my knapsack for a long journey*. |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
(Kk)
I found a map in the house and opened it up, it was small and only had a few nearby villages, one was Orkhelm. I had heard storys that another elder had lived there, I wanted to talk to him about a pressing issue to the world, the moons. I looked in all the barrels and found some food and water. I found a bag and shoved them all in it. On my way out I looked at the pile of bones in the corner, the owner of the house. I knelt over them and prayed for god to have pity of there souls, then left. |
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I went outside. The moon was out shining bri... the moon. DAMMIT. I ran like the wind, and crashed into a guy with a knapsack. |
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coolblueJoin Date: 2007-08-13
Post Count: 4555 |
I sat at a booth in the tavern it was in good shape and alot of people came here. I still wondered what my purpose in life was, I thought it was to just stay here. The 1st moon had destroyed alot of things when it was made, I was born on the day the 1st moon was made, making me special. It felt like I lived at the tavern, mostly because my house was connected to it. |
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NeracusJoin Date: 2010-02-18
Post Count: 7626 |
When I arrived at the village I found it in pieces, there was no way anyone was here. I walked around a bunch and found a small piece of cloth under a large rock. I grabed it out, tearing it, and looked at it. It was only part of a shirt, I set it down and left to look around more. |
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(Dark watch your language.)
Current day; 2297:
I was traveling for 2297 years. Teaching survivors hope. I became a traveling desciple/teacher and supplied for those in need. Heh. Maps these days. They aren't up to date. People still think I am in Orkhelm...oh well I see a village called Nargenaut. I will rest here for tonight. |
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I bumbed into a guy at this village. This village was in pieces too...he looked pretty shocked. |
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I asked the young man what his name was. He said, Warren. |
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