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BunnyWithStick
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Colicedus
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That was one God mode if ever there was...BunnyWithStick wrote:Colicedus, this post above mine is a good example of god modding, or at least something close to god modding.
I'll leave it to you to decide whether you have a problem with the holy homing missile brick of antioch hitting Shara.
it also killed the mood too...
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BunnyWithStick
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Grayswandir
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For one Col, you're making my character do things without letting me actually respond (eg: making my character get hit by your attack...)
Now, you could just say that you do all the leaping, breaking of bottles and leap at me...but no, you can't say I was hit...makes for boring and really short RP battles...
The throwing the mug at my head one was fine...go more along the lines of that one.
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If I was really mean, I'd just say that while you were standing over me, I cut open your gut with a butchering knife and then ran you through with a pool cue just to see your expression and I watched you fall to the ground drowning in your own blood and stomach contents.
Really, it was a minor thing, so no biggie, just work on it. Not really god modding...god modding is more along the lines of, "I stab you in the neck and you die."
Anyway...
Odin watches the woman go out of control on his collection of alcohol and glasses.
Looking at her with half-lidded eyes he says,
"Uhm, if I may ask, why are you breaking all my expensive glassware? That's also going on your bill, you know."
((Read more carefully next time, I'm not over at the bar.))
Now, you could just say that you do all the leaping, breaking of bottles and leap at me...but no, you can't say I was hit...makes for boring and really short RP battles...
The throwing the mug at my head one was fine...go more along the lines of that one.
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If I was really mean, I'd just say that while you were standing over me, I cut open your gut with a butchering knife and then ran you through with a pool cue just to see your expression and I watched you fall to the ground drowning in your own blood and stomach contents.
Really, it was a minor thing, so no biggie, just work on it. Not really god modding...god modding is more along the lines of, "I stab you in the neck and you die."
Anyway...
Odin watches the woman go out of control on his collection of alcohol and glasses.
Looking at her with half-lidded eyes he says,
"Uhm, if I may ask, why are you breaking all my expensive glassware? That's also going on your bill, you know."
((Read more carefully next time, I'm not over at the bar.))
...I had always assumed you were American. Was I wrong? Or are you just cynical? I'm guessing the latter.Ultimatum479 wrote:.....Your point being? So the average American is as stupid as Bush. Group judged, accurately, by its leading member.
Anyway, I apologize for the off-topic post, carry on gentlemen.
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"over your dead body!" she yells, about to stab Odin in the face with a broken bottle.
Suddenly she how ever is stopped when a knife slit her wrists as it was thrown at her.
She dropped the remaining bottle to grab her wrist.
Anderson balanced a knfe on his finger.
"Thats a Pint some one owes me" he said, ready to chuck it again.
Suddenly she how ever is stopped when a knife slit her wrists as it was thrown at her.
She dropped the remaining bottle to grab her wrist.
Anderson balanced a knfe on his finger.
"Thats a Pint some one owes me" he said, ready to chuck it again.
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MONKEYZ RULE
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i wake up after about 3 hours sleep. i wonder if theres anything good to eat around this town if not, i can just find some berrys. full rested, i just off the top of the building wondering if i can find as close to a restrant that this town has finally finding a (gray, insert name of restrant here) i enter.
Xander (I'm changing his nickname to Xan, it's easier to type) decided there was nothing of interest here. He got up off of his stool and went outside, he took the usual route back to his stolen house, but when he went inside he was greeted by a female rabbit with a knife in her hand. From the way she held it and the way she stood, you could tell she didn't know how to use a knife properly.
Xan: Can't a man walk into his own stolen house without getting attacked?
The woman stared at him, he could tell she was intent on killing him.
Xan: Ah, was he your husband?
The woman backed into a better position and flipped the knife round. Now, she looked like a skilled killer.
Xan: ...Hm... Alright. If you want it that way. I'll give you 5 tries to kill me with that knife. When you fail, I'm going to snap your neck and add you to my head-wall.
She crouched down.
Xan: Ready?
The rabbit charged at him, Xan grabbed her hand and slammed her to the ground.
Xan: Ok.. Try again.
She threw the knife at him from the ground but he caught it.
Xan: 3 tries left.
Xan threw the knife into the wall, the rabbit got up and tried slashing him but he simply jumped away.
Xan: 2.
She tripped him up and tried to stab him but he kicked her over. He jumped up from the ground.
Xan: 1.
The rabbit got up with the knife still in her hand and looked at Xan. He smiled and raised his arms up. She got ready to charge, but instead of trying again she ran.
Xan: Smart move.
SECOND CHARACTER!
Name: Samantha ( or Sam)
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Race: Rabbit
Personality: Quiet, out of the way, but easily angered.
Appearance: Very.. Generic, if she walked past you you would hardly notice.
Equipment: The knife and a ripped dress (she ripped it for more movement)
Abilities of Note: Skilled with a knife and with martial arts.
Faults: She has a strange condition, where she forgets important things, she remembers them again soon enough, but if she needs to.. Say, tell someone a password she may forget it and end up having to stall until she remembers it again.
Relatives: Her parents are her only blood relatives. She has 1 sister in law and the deceased husband.
Xan: Can't a man walk into his own stolen house without getting attacked?
The woman stared at him, he could tell she was intent on killing him.
Xan: Ah, was he your husband?
The woman backed into a better position and flipped the knife round. Now, she looked like a skilled killer.
Xan: ...Hm... Alright. If you want it that way. I'll give you 5 tries to kill me with that knife. When you fail, I'm going to snap your neck and add you to my head-wall.
She crouched down.
Xan: Ready?
The rabbit charged at him, Xan grabbed her hand and slammed her to the ground.
Xan: Ok.. Try again.
She threw the knife at him from the ground but he caught it.
Xan: 3 tries left.
Xan threw the knife into the wall, the rabbit got up and tried slashing him but he simply jumped away.
Xan: 2.
She tripped him up and tried to stab him but he kicked her over. He jumped up from the ground.
Xan: 1.
The rabbit got up with the knife still in her hand and looked at Xan. He smiled and raised his arms up. She got ready to charge, but instead of trying again she ran.
Xan: Smart move.
SECOND CHARACTER!
Name: Samantha ( or Sam)
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Race: Rabbit
Personality: Quiet, out of the way, but easily angered.
Appearance: Very.. Generic, if she walked past you you would hardly notice.
Equipment: The knife and a ripped dress (she ripped it for more movement)
Abilities of Note: Skilled with a knife and with martial arts.
Faults: She has a strange condition, where she forgets important things, she remembers them again soon enough, but if she needs to.. Say, tell someone a password she may forget it and end up having to stall until she remembers it again.
Relatives: Her parents are her only blood relatives. She has 1 sister in law and the deceased husband.
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Grayswandir
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