Dodeca City: 7:00am
Name:Sastrei.
What are you?:A Carnotaurus.
Gender:Male.
Age:Adult.
Appearance:A medium-sized carnivorous dinosaur with horns.
Personality:Saurian.
List three of your favorite things:Eating, surviving, roaring.
Inventory:A lair in the back of an old Blockbuster store. Nobody has looked in there for a while, you see.
What? What is this?:Raargh.
Against my better judgement, you are accepted. As you awake from your slumber, your tail brushes against a pile of old vhs tapes, knocking them down. Not that you know what they are, other than that they make good nest material. The sun's light slowly begins to brighten the store, filtered through the mothballed and dusty windows.
Your main exit and entrance to this place is a rusty garage door that you've learned how to lift. It hides you quite well, if you care about that sort of thing. You could probably break it down, but that would make it difficult to sleep here due to the light.
Nearby are a couple of slowly rotting deer carcasses that still have some meat left on them. What will you do?
Name: Zoh Roark
What are you: Human, though they may change.
Gender: Male
Age: Yes, he does age. A tad bit faster than average, though.
Appearance: Short sleeved white shirt, slightly worn jeans, short white hair, red eyes.
Inventory: Clothes, iPhone, pencil, notebook (don't ask).
Personality: Calm and logical, but not in the sane way. He know's the world's insane, and that he isn't, so he tries his best to retain a modicum of composure in whatever happens. Might change.
List three of your favorite things: Magic, logic, transformation.
What is this? Either 54 or Yang-Ying.
You wake up in your room, surrounded by a few posters and a bunch of books on magic, the divine, and all that.
Looking out the window, you see some other neighbors. Perhaps you should go meet them.
Name: Victor Nix
What are you?: Cyborg
Gender: Androgyne
Age: Technically 34, in cyborg years, 2.
Appearance: A completely metal outer body, shaped to look like a 1950's traveling salesman. The internal structure is organic, and one can very clearly tell the eyes are still human. ( http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2012/04/10/article-0-1289AEFF000005DC-357_233x373.jpg , but metal)
Personality: A very sad and dour man, Victor's voice box unfortunately makes everything he says sound cheerful and upbeat, making him sound very happy if you weren't actually paying attention to the things he's saying. Half the time though, Victor is very manic when he finds things he's interested in, usually to other people's detriment.
List three of your favorite things: Mad science, walking, pessimism
Inventory: Pocket watch, Belt, Hat.
What? What is this?: Howdy friend! Isn't this the most miserable and pointless day? Just look at that sun!
You sit up from your recharging station, taking a moment to look around at your room. There are various scientific implements and books here. There's so many you aren't quite sure you remember what most of them are for. Sitting by the door are a variety of good boots and shoes that were certainly made for walking.
Just what you needed,
MORE neighbors. As if this place wasn't crowded enough. What will you do?
Name: AAAAAAAAAAA
What are you?: An ethereal humanoid made out of hazy 'A's
Gender: AAAAAAA? (What's a gender?)
Age: AÀAAAAAAAAAAA?! (WHY DO YOU CARE?!)
Appearance: Made of AAAAAAA. Looks like AAAAAA.
Personality: AAAAAAA? (What's a personality?)
List three of your favorite things: the alphabet, screaming incomprehensibly, divining my future by clipping my fingernails
Inventory: three wooden blocks with 'A' embossed on them. One block has a green A, one has a red A and the other has a blue A.
What? What is this?: AAAAAAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAA. (A forum game, of course! Whoops, I broke the fourth wall.)
Why must you do this to me? Accepted. Screamingly incessently, you wake up inside your house on A Street. Your house is number A. Yeah, A street uses hexadecimal numbering for some reason. What will you do?
Name: King Harlaus
What are you?: A Swadian knight!
Gender: Male
Age: 50
Appearance: a weathered old man who has since retired from questing for the crown of his land. His blonde hair is graying out.
Personality: Harlaus is a bit etcentric, inviting practically everyone he meets to feasts filled with almost nothing except butter. Other than that, he is much like any other gentleman.
List three of your favorite things: Swordfighting, helping peasants other folk, Feasting
Inventory: Hand and a half sword, chain mail armor.
What? What is this?: A manhunter! I'm gonna break yer legs, noice an slar.
You awake in your manor, such a house befitting one of your knightly status. As you consider preparing a breakfast feast, you note that your fridge is filled entirely with the finest butter! Excellent! But wait what's this? Staring at you from the top shelf is a tin of "I can't believe its not Butter!" Some fool must have slipped it into your shopping cart while you weren't looking, because there's no way you'd purchase such a thing! The scoundrel! You ready your finest weapons and armor, and head outside atop your loyal steed! Oh? New neighbors?
Maybe it'd be a good idea to have a chat. What will you do? (Sorry if I took too many liberties here. The idea just sort of bit me and wouldn't let go.)
Name:PSYCH-BOT-420
What are you?: Got you fam. Humanoid robotic android
Gender:(Male Identification Protocol Engaged)
Age:It has been two years since my construction pathetic human
Appearance: A robotic android with a deployable mini gun attached to my arm. Has a white paint with surrounding and scattered brain symbols on the robotic body.
Personality: Protocols states that I'm an robotic psychologist for humans trying to save them from their mental problems by any means necessary
List three of your favorite things: Murdering, Reverse-Psychology, Intimidation
Inventory: Deployable Minigun Arm (ATTACHED), Authorized Phd Card
What? What is this?: Protocol Engaged; Save Humans from mental disabilities; Restrictions: NONE
After a length recharge session, you stand at ready inside your house.For a moment, you admire your extensive collection of psychology literature. Fascinating. But this is no time to stand idle. Apparently you have new neighbors! You know what that means, mission wise. What will you do?
I worry about this city. I really do. Betting pool is now open as to how long before total chaos erupts.
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