Leon notices Seifer about to squish Jimmny and quickly dashes to rescue the cricket. Blowing out a puff of air just enough to send Jimmny flying away on his umbrella. But unfortuneatly, when Seifer puts his foot down, the shoe lands on Leon's cupped hands. A twinge of pain racing t his brain, This is going to be just great... Leon thinks to himself.
OOC: I'll just freeball it since Seifer's busy.... >_< The tall Dark Figure was: Malifecent?? Leon reached for his GunBlade but Maleficent looked as if she bore no ill intent. Apparently the King understood. "Leon, Malifecent has agreed to be in the show...." King Mickey explains. Leon just looks at the King Confused. "I do not seek to aid you heroes of light, be sure of that. But the intention of dropping the Organization XII's sales is was perqeud my interest." Malifecent further explains, while Jimmy Runs for saftey at Riku's Cash registers. Hiding in the nearly full of bills tip Jar. "So let's get it underway!" Genie happily exclaims, clapping his overly large hands. "I'll talk around to get some ideas for the show...." Leon suggests, what else could he do? The King stops Leon for a second, "Good Luck, Leon, I believe you can do this."
(I'll just go ahead and do this since I need to continue.) "Please, you highness! Leave the Intros to the proffessionals!" A voice (Robin Williams as the Genie, I just like that way) says out of no where. A second later, a confused Leon sees a Golden lamp on the ground. A nod from the King tells Leon to rub it. Then a huge puff of blue smoke emits out of it with saprks and laughing bursting from inside. Letting the lamp fall, Leon watches as a Large Blue Genie comes out of the lamp. "The one the only" Genie holds and enlarges one standing up index finger. "GENIE OF THE LAAAAAMP!" Genie Yells like a Wrestling announcer. Then disappearing and reappearing right in front of Leon, Genie immitates Leon's serious demoneor, growing brown hair from his black hair, wearing clothes simliar to Leon's, and having a wooden gunBlade at his side. Though still light blue. "Wiat I fogot something." Genie says in shock, slapping the side of his head with his palm. He stretches his arm out to get Leon's GunBlade and is ready to slam it into his own face to make a scar worse than leon's if he succeeds. "Hey!" Leon is all he can say before Genie hits his own face, popping like a balloon. In a burst of confetti also. Genie then comes back as himself three seconds later, larger than life. "So, let's get with some Magic, Disney Magic!" Genie exclaims, as he holds Jimmny Cricket in the palm of his hand. Unfortunatley, Jimmny has no clue what's going on and leaps off of genie and heads for the exit doors. But a Tall person is standing right before him menacingly. (I'm hoping Graxe will be Seifer for this, since he is after all, Leon's rival.)
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Name:Base Sonnet Appearence: (I'll draw it) House: Slytherin (but yet I help the group and nobody knows if I betray them or not) Year: Third (Since Prisoner of Azkaban was my favorite book/Movie) So you can tell he's about 13 probably. Personality: Laid-back, pompous at times, but usually helpfull. Weapon of choice: Base uses an array of Sound magic and a needle-tipped blade with a round handle for easy rotation. His wand is black with sound notes etched on the hilt. I'd really like to join becuase i like hogwarts and FF together in this.
Can you imagine what would happen should Sora, Riku, Kairi, and others get stranded on Jurrassic park island? I'm pretty sure this rp has been done before but I just thought the idea could be re-used. Rules?: 1.) No controlling others characters. I randomly add people into the story as I see fit at times in order to help people with a cue for scenario, giving them something to work off of. 2.)You can control the dinosuars around you. But only so that they attack you directly. You also choose your own death if your either an Org member (Try to differate how each dies.) or an OC you choose to die. That's why I allow three OCs. 3.)No Godmodding 4.) Ask first the player if you want to kill them. But first they have to be an OC or Org member and the OC must have the Dies option selected. 5.) Stay in scenario and character. Bad ex: Riku farts and picks his nose while Kairi and Sora do the Hokey Pokey. Good Ex: Riku satres off into infinity while kairi trys to build a camp fire and Sora goes off in search of food. 6.) keep in Mind this will soon become a novel in the Creativity corner once there is an admirable amount of scenario and role-play. 7.) Read the intro! It is nessacary! 8.) Have fun and converse with other players often! OC characters are fine, just give the right info Name: appearence: age: Bio: From Kingdom hearts or Just an unknown real person?: Good or traitor: Stays alive or dies: The twist here is everybody controls dinosuars that attack them. But you can't sick them on anybody else, you just decide what happens in the scenario to you or people around you. Up to two needed characters, but you can have up to 3 OC's on the side. I'm giving myself three only because I need to keep track of all different sorts of groups who might get lost Heroes/Seperated groups Group A Sora:ShadowofRiku Riku: BamaSebastian Kairi:Anwita01[/FONT] Group B King Mickey: leon 47 Donald:Tularim Goofy: BamaSebastian Group C Leon: BamaSebastian Yuffie:ShadowofRiku Cid: Bad Guys: Organization XII who all eventually die on the Isle (I'm going to be one of them too so I can keep track of this group too.) Xenmas: Dark_heart_15 Xigbar:BamaSebastian-DEAD Xaldin: Demyx:ChocoKitten Larxene:naminestwinsister Marluxia:Anwita01 Zexion: Axel:Anwita01 Lexeus: Saix: Luxord: BamaSebastian Vexen: (Not all in order) I'll start the introduction to the whole thing once I get a few more people. OCs: (Ocs, will randomly be placed into Group A, B, C or the organization's party depending on their good/bad/Traitor Status.) Kasha Dwyre: ChocoKitten. Aeilita-Naminestwinsister
Welcome, Mind the rules and watch your rep. trust me, If your unsure of a post, don't post it. Lots of people might not agree with you and you'll be red in no time at all. Wow, I think that's the first time anyone has really given advice to new users instead of just telling them the rules! :D I would also like to thank you for getting me my 100th post. For that, you get rep.
Giving up after 3 countefits and 5 real ones, Base puts away his cell-phone and finally becomes back to the group in full attention. "Hey you guys, think we'll always be friends like this?" Base asks, after looking at the beach, where more women were at......
I'm the "Rotational Composer" (Another musica related title.) and your most likely to see me in either creativity corner or Role-play arena. I suggest both, should you be interested. But really, Hope you have fun here and be wary of the rules. The only rule that has never been mentioned yet is: No illegal Drugs or weapons. All guns you point at your computer screen will be confiscated and thrown away. So be wary of that rule, the last time the last guy tried to get his comp high: We banned him. Seriously, have fun new-comer, and have musical time!
still counting Base jumps up. "Alright, twenty different numbers. Almost broke my all-time record, but fifty short." Base jokes, taking out his cell-phone to dial a couple to see if they were either non-exsistent, or a fake number. "Hello there, babe...." Base cooly says into the phone. An indistinct male voice says, "ummmmmm, City morgue, sorry, dude." Base's face goes red and hangs up. Trying out the next number.
OOC: Ok, Beach, got it. Base, at a Beach hut bar with a couple of ladies, jokes and laughs around in the background. Unfortuneatley not able to get any real drinks, Base gets a couple of phone numbers and leaves. Sitting down with the rest of the group, counting up the digits, "So what's up guys?" Half-muttered, so consumed by counting.
OOC: Who me? I'm not such a good starter...
Can I be in? Name: Base Sonnet Gender: male Age: 18 appearence: (Let me draw it first, then I'll post it.) Bio: Base is interested in Music and has sights on getting into a Musical school in Boston. He's a real comic and the goof of a group, so dumb jokes, and help are always at hand.
Purple in the face, Sebax falls on the counter. Lying inbetween The bossy McBossypants-killerkilllykiller and the customer. A ball that had been jammed down his throat by Ansem was blocking all air passge.
Inside the sound proof room Sebax was in quite a rutt now. Locked in a sound proof room he had no way to escpae from. He could not sound-transform himself outside the room since no sound could escape. And there was no chance of over-riding the sound to where the room blew up because the nclosure was too small and he might hurt himself and others in the process. It was not a bland room, in fact, it was nicely decorated as if he himself had done it for years. There was music records, Cds, and all manners of music on shelves and in cupboards. Postsers of Late and living artists of music. And what's more, a jukebox, a sorround system, and a large stero nearly as tall as the roof and wide enough to almst be a wall. Guess I can enjoy myself for now... Playing for hours without a single problem from outside, Sebax's stomach growled. "Guess it's time ta eat...." Sebax mutters, stopping to listen to the last recording of "Pennies from heaven" he had just made. "RRMS, I'll be fine from now on, no more music problems. Mind lettin' me out so I can eat here?" Sebax asks through a small slot in the door for when sound must escape the room. (And don't ask why Sebax didn't use it before, the sound gets through, but not all the way and not all the sound)
OOC: wait til you see what the favor is... Leon rushes through the store, almost knocking down Cid who was looking at toothpicks priced half off. Getting to the door, there was Mickey, The assistant manager. (I'll take Mickey as a second role for now until He's taken.) "Your majesty with all do respect why put me in charge of Showcase?" Leon aks the mouse, nearly a quarter of his heighth. [COLOR="Black[FONT="Arial Black"]"]"Whelp, Wal-Mart across the street is planning something Big I think, so we need to beat 'em..." Mickey explains[/FONT].[/COLOR] "that still doesn't answer my question..." Leon trails off, crossing his arms, half nervous-half stern. "Because Leon, I think,.... It's about time you showed everyone what sort of responsibilty you have." Mickey starts off, kindness in his words. "So, your in charge of all Disney Cast that comes in for the show." mickey finishes off with a flourish of a white-gloved hand. "And to help you, here's the Gen-" Mickey starts off again with a flourish. (I want to ask, before the character is really introduced. You may be familiar with him already, so he's not an OC. What I want to ask is, Can I be this other character permanetly? Like as a less important, side-role?)
OOC: Let's face it, Leon is the good guy, and Seifer was the bad guy in this case. The good guy is supposed to be mopped while Seifer gets away with it? If I hurled the box, I don't know Graxe well enough to know that Graxe would go along with the good guy or his own character. Sorry, I'll edit my last few posts since there's a big confusion here about the soap box. The light blue above the peach font sorta threw me off last night. Plus Come on, I said Mouth, because Seifer would be the sorta person to get soap in his mouth, it would be funny, yet cliche'. After leaving seifer to either block, dodge or get hit by the toothbrushes (yes, I changed the soap box to Toothbrushes, just let me edit the other post.), didn't matter which, just needed time for Leon to escape. Heading over to the "Disney tourist" inventory part of the back room, Leon's cell phone rings. He trys to shut up the "Sanctuary" ring tone by answering it quick. "Yes?*Oh Hello your majesty...* Yes I'm checking inventory...* What sort of favor?*" Leon asks, a stern look that Mickey can't see on the last question. "WHAT?!" Leon yells into the phone by mistake, being shocked by the king's reply. Suddenly Leon hears a dull bang comes from the opening doors. Considering the walls of the Back Room were sound proof, and the entrance was on the other side of the store, Leon dashed out leaving his cell-phone behind by mistake. OOC: Hey Skater, how can Roxas have a grandparent since nobodies have no memory of their past life and I think Sora's might not even be a round still for all we know..... oops, I think I just busted you out to IC... Sorry.....
Leon, disappointed there was no soap, was silent. Yet in this silence he heard fottsteps behind him. Instinct gave him a good guess. Leon makes a grab for surplus toothbrushes on a shelf nearby and back-hurls them in the direction of Seifer. Then Leon sent a weak powered fireball at the direction of Seifer's mop. The fireball may be weak, but it's large enough to break the handle, or give Seifer a twinge of pain. OOC: sorry, graxe, but your at a dead end here: Either deflect the firebal with the mop and get it broken or save the mop to deflect the toothbrushes and get a twinge of pain. Nothing much of pain, not even a real burn. But it will hurt for a second like when you put hot wax on your face or something similiar.
The mention of "Police" made Leon put on a serious face, as Cid left. After Cid hadn't come back, Leon again reached for the cell-phone in his pocket. Getting ready to Dial: 1=Police (speed dial) Cid walks in without leon noticing. Leon, not knowing Cid was right behind him, grabs the GunBlade, almost Shooting Cid right in the throat with a fireball. Leon slowly retracts the Gunblad and looks grimaced at a statue stunned Cid. Leon turns the Gunblade hilt over in his hands, pointing it down and away from trouble, but not holtered just yet. "Thanks...you can go goof off-" Leon shakes his head "Get back to cleaning the lifter now..." leon mutters.
Leon merely shakes his head, can't really reprimend a friend, can he? "Go get Tifa at customer services and see if she has any returned, unwrapped soap boxes." Leon matter-of-factly says to Cid, pointing to the door. He can't leave the inventory room unchecked after all and there's still more inventory to be checked. OCC: Don't really need a Tifa Rp here if nobody's picked her yet. I suggest Cid just either come back empty-handed or with the soap. Doesn't matter, you pick of how you do!
