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Victinizer
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Mar 11 2013, 11:17 PM Post #1 |
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Socrates
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Mar 12 2013, 03:23 AM Post #2 |
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Floofinbat Lv. 387
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Rye was walking through the forest, leading Purity the Pegasus along by the reins, his bow strung across his back. He had three days since the last monster attack, and the silence was getting onto his nerves. Him and Purity were travelling through deep forest in their wanderings, and Rye longed for a chance to go flying. Through their travels, Rye and Purity had developed a bond that almost let them read each other's thoughts, and Rye could tell that Purity wanted to fly again too. The Sun on their necks and the ground far below, as it should be. But right now, they were stuck on land with no sun to guide them. They had just stopped for a well needed rest when there was a rustling of leaves and a deep growling noise. Rye uttered a few mutterings and drew his bow and an arrow. Only one should be needed. |
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Victinizer
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Mar 12 2013, 04:05 AM Post #3 |
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V tread along the mud while a light drizzle rained down on him. He only had his backpack, with a buttload of crackers and a large spike, which was big enough to be carved into a dagger. The sky was dark, and it was hard to see. The thunder roared, as if the world itself was upset. V hid under a thick oak. He dug from his backpack and got an umbrella. Almost getting stabbed by his dagger in his backpack. stuck it in his belt. "Finally..", to his surprise, there were several holes inside. "But..it was in perfect condition.." A low growl crept through the shadows. It was about 9, but it looked like midnight. V shivered, feeling as lonely as ever. He ran through the woods. Faint lights shimmered from the darkness, not far. V, relieved, runs faster. The ground then slopes down, sliding v through a deadly mountain surf. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....THIS IS FUN!!!", he screamed. He balanced himself, and skid across the mud and water. With quick agility, he dodged rocks, cows, trees, and a redneck that screamed something about something being the government's fault. Before he knew it, He saw 2 bloodshot eyes flaring with fire, and found himself face to face with a wolf. They tumble like in the cartoons, and both slam into a tree. A few hours later, the sun was slowly rising, with light clouds covering the orange sky. Next to him was a purple-black wolf, with a small orange fire flowing through it's eyes. "..A hellhound? I forgot...this is a messed up world." He dragged it with him. |
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Ibby
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Mar 12 2013, 04:48 AM Post #4 |
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Ibby was swirling underneath the sea. Ibby awoke to find himself onshore with a Vanilla Coke bottle. "Oh, heck yes!" he said, and then he jugged the whole bottle in one gulp. All of a sudden, Ibby felt something churning in the water, so he made the object come out, knowing he was a son of Poseidon from his dreams. A invisible creature approached, and he could sense it. He then saw it was a water hellhound. He nudged him to climb aboard as he was about to take him somewhere. The amazing hellhound took him right next to another demigod, named V, who was training and feeding his hellhound.
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Socrates
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Mar 12 2013, 01:34 PM Post #5 |
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Floofinbat Lv. 387
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Rye found himself staring at a hellhound as it gave a tremendous barking growl. It was farther than Rye thought it was. Rye waited until the hellhound was at full speec, at which point he put up his bow and arrow and pulled taut the string. Rye motioned for Purity to continue down the path. Rye waited a slight bit more and then let loose the arrow. Rye hated to kill anything, so he only used skin and eye irritantss on his arrows. These only disconsorted the targets, however. It didn't poison them. The forward momentum combined with the irritants caused the hellhound to keep rocketing forward, with Rye only needing to duck for it to slam into a tree and knock itself out. Rye ran forward along the path until he caught up with Purity, and they walked, ever unknowing the roles they would play. |
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Cwele
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Mar 12 2013, 02:34 PM Post #6 |
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(ooc: What size is the cerberus, is it like a wolf or this giant abomination tall as a mountain or what ._.) Jarad was following some sort of a road to who know where. After was his loyal cerberus summoned from the pits of Hades to aide him in he quest. His scyther was tied to his back with a chain and was wildy swinging from side to side, occasionally almost cutting him. He could see some sort of a town far away, and he was a bit low on souls. Maybe he could go there and kill some people, burn the houses, litter the street with corpses... You know, the usual. Jarad slightly grinned at that thought. Now he didn't really care about who he will kill, and his powers grow hungry soon. But now he didn't have time for it. He saw some dude battling a hell hound. Not really a majestic sight, but he wanted to kill a hell hound. And if hell hounds kills that other guy, well, soul is a soul... Jarad speeded up towards the battlefield. |
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Victinizer
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Mar 12 2013, 02:53 PM Post #7 |
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I would much rather prefer the size of a Saint Bernard(Beethoven the dog) but I suppose they can be almost human size. V stared at the hellhound as he dragged it. The hellhound's eyes were his only guide through the night. It started to snow. The hellhounds eyes were getting darker. A faint light shimmered in the distance, almost a firelight. V charged toward it. "If I can strengthen the fire, he'll heal...",he muttered. With his last bit of might, he kicked the door open and plopped the dog on the floor. No one seemed to be home, but someone was here not too long ago. Across the room was a fireplace, burning bright and strong. There was no other place to move the fire to the hellhound's eyes. There was only one choice. He picked up the dog, and slammed it into the fireplace. The dog immediately disappeared into the fire. The fire turned purple, and that was it. No sound but the wind and the crackle of the fire. The fire began to shapeshift. The fire burned down, and burned into the purple hellhound. It whimpered, and made the best it could of a smile. It looked just like a normal dog, except it was a very big dog, and its eyes were fire. And it was purple. And it's a hound from hell. They stayed there, feasting upon the pantry of foods the owner had. The owner of the house never came. Probably got stuck in the snow. Soon, the blizzard turned into a frosty winterland. Now packed with several lighters, X will be able to heal up. They ran down the mountains, going as fast as their feet can go. V had good control and good speed, but X was having trouble with dodging and braking. In no time, they are out of the snowy mountains, and into the fresh air near the coast. V and X trained again AND again, with battle and with how to paw. Both were a success. X finally pinned down V, but their training was stopped when a reaper-like guy came up to them. He had the evil glare on his face. It either meant 2 things: GIVE ME YOUR MONEY! or Your dog could make a nice coat. X wimpered by his presence. If it was one thing V knew, it's a demigod, and it looks like that kid is one of them, with the obvious look of evil, death. Hades. "Alright, SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT." V exclaimed. X growled. V dug out his dark knife. Eye to eye, they stared in silence. Edited by Victinizer, Mar 12 2013, 11:27 PM.
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Socrates
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Mar 12 2013, 06:45 PM Post #8 |
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Floofinbat Lv. 387
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After the fight with the hellhound, Rye finally escaped the forest. He and Purity met up outside. Purity wanted to stretch his wings, and Rye did too, personally. So Rye climbed up onto Purity's back and they took off into the wild blue yonder. The land was spread out below, as if it was a map. Below, the people who looked up didn't notice him, though what wasn't to notice about a horse with wings flying through the air, Rye didn't know... |
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LuckyPichu
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Mar 12 2013, 07:56 PM Post #9 |
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Happy Fun Time!
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(Feel the power of me Indenting! Also, I think I finally made my Revenge on you, Socrates. I think you'll find out why.) Taking a walk, Dooley had walked all through New York, Egypt and Paris. When he finally came to a stop, Cheezers' came out of Dooley's Backpack. "Boy, was that amazing! Wasn't this fun, Dooley?" Cheezers squeaked, making acrobatic feats around Dooley (He can talk through Telepathy! But most people call it the Imagination of Schizophrenia )."Sure was!" Dooley replied, he noticed that Cheezers' movements were getting sluggish. Dooley held the Cap of a Acorn, full to the brim of Tea to Cheezers. "Would you like a cup of Tea?" "Yes, plea-" As Cheezers' was about to reply, an old man, about the age of 1,000- slammed into Dooley. -WHAM!- The Acorn Cap, accidentally hurled out of Dooley's hands, got thrown to a nearby shrub. The old man of 1,000 years of age was staring at Dooley. "-se..." Cheezers whimpered, letting out a breath of air. The old man was still staring at Dooley- as if in a trance. The Old man's eyes remained in the same place. "... Hi." Dooley murmured. "Hi to you too, er-" The old man mumbled, still staring at Dooley. "-What's your name?" Dooley interrupted, puzzled by the strange appearance of the man. "Rye." The Thousand-Year old Rye seemed to snap out of his trance and shifted his eyes to someplace else, ignoring Dooley's winged Guinea pig entirely. Then, he asked one disturbing question. "Now, what's YOUR name, kiddo?" "Dooley." And with that, Dooley's Winged Pig- who may be totally imaginary, carried Dooley back home. The Old man- Rye, blinked his eyes- twice, his mouth gawked, and Old Rye, once again, stared at the direction the boy was heading. Edited by LuckyPichu, Mar 12 2013, 08:44 PM.
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Socrates
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Mar 15 2013, 05:03 PM Post #10 |
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Floofinbat Lv. 387
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Rye was flying through the air and suddenly he had a new mood. He landed Purity back on the ground and stepped off of him. He had landed near a deserted cabin in a clearing in some different woods. He walked slowly past a rusty old car to the cabin and found it completely empty save for a table and some chairs. He entered through the door and stepped heavily to one of the chairs. He dropped his bag onto the floor next to the chair and drew out his knife. He had just sharpened it and it gleamed a silvery gray. He sat staring at it for a long time and then stuck it point down into the table, leaving it standing handle up. Rye then put his head into his hands and sat thinking for hours, waiting, simply waiting, for the next catastrophe or event to happen. |
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Victinizer
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Mar 15 2013, 11:53 PM Post #11 |
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(OOC: Sorry Lucky change of plans. Cheezers is now a Crommyonian Sow, a dastardly massive pig with wings that tends to rampage. It tends to revolt if it's overkilling. It is activated the same way as the boar: When lucky needs it most.) |
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LuckyPichu
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Mar 16 2013, 11:12 PM Post #12 |
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Happy Fun Time!
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(Fine, but Cheezers will still play Tea with me in my perspective of the story. Also, my Schizophrenia makes him a cute 'lil talking Guinea Pig with wings in my mind. So uh, Other people will back away from this creepy kid- unless they're incredibly foolhardy. ) "Away... away to Wonderland!" Cheezers squeaked, flying at full speed- which was about as fast as 65Mph, to a cave near the top of Mount Everest. Then, a thought came to Dooley's mind. They were about to collide with the gigantic Mountain. All at once, Cheezers grip loosened, enough to fling Dooley into the ruins and to slam headfirst into a wall of stone inscribed with some strange hieroglyphs. The pictures began to glow faintly green and Thunderous noise could be heard- an Earthquake could be felt. Of course, Dooley had lost conciousness by then. |
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Santadora11
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Apr 21 2013, 11:14 PM Post #13 |
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The JRPG guy
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(I don't know what to do, so I'll guess.) Saz was sitting on a rock, munching on a apple he snatched with is automaton he made. It was a tiny helicopter with a arm that grabbed something... prefurably a small spherically item. He cut off a piece of it with his knife, and threw it at his pet Hydra-Snake. He enjoyed watching his pet devour a single piece of food with its many heads. He had been able to stay in the same place for a while, his last encounter with any hostile creature was over a week ago, and was just waiting for a assault. Little did he know that he was being stalked by a Chimera. Suddenly his Hydra Snake hissed. He turned around and the manticore leaped! |
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