New Earth

wicked. I'm in.

Name: J'siph (his name was Joseph, but he can't say it right.)
s*x: Male
Apperence: long black hair, wears a ragged black and gray striped long sleeve shirt. ragged jeans. bony, skinny, and slightly tall.
Race: Kah'ahi
Job/Mutation: claws
Personality:Bio: A loner by nature, and is constantly in pain.

Thats ehat ive been thinking about, if you look at any pro rp site it has a
Beginner Rp (For people starting roleplaying))
Casual Rp (Lowly moderated, casual rps))
Hardcore RP (Highly moderated, serious rps))
some sites have subsections for fantasy, future, realistic, and fiction sections.

yeah, kinda like that........divide styles, and intensity, so we don't get stuck in rps we dislike. And IT'S NOT JUST MY PLAN. This plan has many a coauthor. I hat it when people just asscoiciate me with things I helped with cause it always happens.

Why is this month so horrible for you?

wait, so I can choose what level rp? if it's that, then I'm fine.

why is the month so horrible?

My gerbil escaped and almost died for the second time in two weeks, I was woozy during karate and we were sparring and I got pretty badly hurt, my CD player broke, the list goes on and on.

darn, sorry... don't we have enough people to play, now?

Im sorry, i cant tart the rp today, that arguement was way too tolling, and im going to go offline for the rest of the day, im sorry.

Kay. *goes into wait mode*

bye, rp tommorrow?

if Tjunder says go...

Domino88 wrote:

I mean, like, why are we together and what is our end goal?

((plot is a required element of any good RP. otherwise unpredictable made-up-as-you-go-along tangents and backstory form. soon after, the RP dies a slow, horrifying death... statistics don't lie.))

((It has a plot, read the first paragraph))

((And i have come up with a story to follow, so itll be organized, but i wont tell you guys, cus in my years of rping, i know it makes it fun for ebryone, weather u think so or not.))

((okay. Now we has a plan/plot.......))

Yay! Let's be sure to have fun!

If you havent noticed that smilie has frame delay, lol
And i say... go! Domino starts!

Via'vida stared down from the tall building. no one to see her fall....perfect.

she swung out her hands, let her feet jump the wind flying against er face. Slowly, she began to fall, , the groud becomng closer. she was about one foot away, and an unnatural terror took over.

And then, Via'vida swooped back into the air.

Ki'rai stared out at the river drifting quickly by. She had a longing to cross, but she knew the violent tribe would never except her. She wanted nothing more than to use her destructive power to help others...but it isn't tolerated in her cruel tribe. She remembered the sweet scent of her mother and friends, and started to tear. She quickly turned away, knowing she could never face that way again.

Shi'akh walked ahead, it was a foggy day, the giant bridge that made the connection between the southern coast of South America and the southern coast of Africa, there were seveal rivers emptying into the ocean, the hard metal bridge creeked, on one side, him and his fellow guardians, and he knew that the kah'ali were walking on the other side, he looked behind him, he saw a winged mutant near one of the trees.

Ki'Rai stared at what lied ahead, a desert that seemed endless, but, in reality, was only 10 miles long. She didn't want to go, but her old tribes warriors, wielding weapons, staring at her, made her knew she had to go. She took a step on the soft sand, and continued, all the way to South America. There was a bridge to cross, but she didn't mind it. She was worried, instead, what lied in front of her tribe.

(The bridge crosses the entire atlantic ocean)

(I know)
Finally, when the thirty minutes it took to cross the desert that seemed like ages passed, she saw the bridge in the distance, and headed towards it.

Ki'Rai looked at the lovely pavement, and took one step on it.