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{RPG} The Matrix -
02-20-2006, 01:21 PM
{{Inspired by a few dolls at If Looks Could Kill. -_-;; Ahem... Bear with me, I have very little knowledge of The Matrix and what I do know isn't that vast except the fact that I know robots found that humans are a sufficient battery.}}
Setting: Zion, whatever year it is. Plot: Eh... We'll figure something out eventually. Limits: In Zion, you can't be "all-powerful". Zion is basically underground Earth, I think... The Matrix is a fantasy world, and some people use simulations as a way to retreat from the problems of life in Zion. {{Sarah, help me out here? ^^;}}  Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME.     |
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02-20-2006, 02:23 PM
Ooc: Zion is the last haven for humans where they can be safe from robots. However, as seen in Matrix; Reloaded, the robots are tunneling into Zion and have breached it.
The Matrix is actually what robots use to control the humans. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-20-2006, 02:24 PM
Ooc: I see now. ^^; I didn't know about that part; I saw the ending of the first movie, as you know, so I'm stuck...
Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-20-2006, 02:30 PM
Ooc: I saw the first and second movie fully, and most of the third. So, ask any questions.
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-20-2006, 02:30 PM
Ooc: *opens mouth, then shuts it* Nope. ^_^ Could you start it? *is clueless, really*
Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-20-2006, 02:33 PM
Ooc: Alright...
 Just creating a character...RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-20-2006, 02:33 PM
Ooc: Okies. ^_^
Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-20-2006, 02:40 PM
Ooc: Got one!
Delilah Delmonte was fifteen years old, able to read and pretty. Useful, in a high school. But when shooting a load of Sentient robots, like octo*****s with many many more legs and a truck load of eyes, they never helped. Her darkish brunette hair was in a mess, blueish green eyes flashing angrily as she emptied one cartridge of bulets after another into the Sentients. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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02-20-2006, 02:42 PM
Two teens behind her, Toka and Tiro, twins, were kicking a few out of the way.
Toka had black hair down to her rear, and her eyes were a strange gray-pink color. She was pale, almost albino. Tiro was tanned and had red hair and brown eyes. Devour, Devour. Suffocate your own empire. Devour, Devour. It's your final hour. Devour, Devour. Stolen like a foreign soul. Devour, Devour. What a way to go! - Devour by Shinedown (Sig base by CCG.) Here's a tip: DON'T TRY TO FRIEND ME. |
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02-20-2006, 02:46 PM
Delilah dodged a peice of Sentient, the things were everywhere and getting no less no matter how many her or anyone else killed.
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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