((OOC: AL making regular RP! *gasp!* To be honest, I'm relatively new, but I've had an idea for a role play, and if this fails miserably, I shall put an end to it and just put it in GF. Either way works for me. Just a whole lot more fun to do it in RP form. Enough rambling! I"m going on.
This RP takes place in outer space. There is such a thing as Space travel here. Oh, and this isn't Startrek, Stargate, Battlestar Galactica, or any of that crap. Sure it is awesome, but not what's here. Here, this is a mix of fantasy and Sci-Fi. Sonon-believers people against stuff like this beware...))
There is a secret organization in the galaxy. It works for good and protecting the cosmos. We enforce the law of equality, fairness, and truth. Any who oppose shall not be punished, simply taught of how easy it is to follow law. We are the Galactic Guardians.
Our members command separate elemental powers, each significant to the Universe's safety and well-being. Long ago there was a war. A horrid war that rocked the Zeldravic Galaxy for generations to come. Since that time, we have separated.
But when one new foe arises, we shall come together to save the galaxy and stop Evil's Root once more. And, hopefully, stop evil forever more...
As Greldash stood on the rocky cliff of the planet Keklar, he sighed. He had once been a part of the Galactic Guard, saving lives with his powers over weather. But now... his life had been boring, honestly. He has not had to use his powers for anything but maybe to save one life here and stop a bad guy here.
Greldash loved excitement, and this wasn't exciting. But what he didn't know was that one foe was standing before him now. And that one would turn into two. And then into four. And then eight. And then... oh, you get the idea.
A storm cloud was building on the horizon. That was normal for this planet. Half desert, but still filled with storms. But something was different. He could sense it. And if there's anything that Greldash knows, it's storms.
Preparing to leap off the cliff, he gathered his powers. He leaped off. Just before hitting the ground, he used his powers over wind to save him. He stood up. Suddenly, there was a great burst of sound. It sounded like a mix between the cries of a Zoraph Sea Serpent and the screams of millions of people. It was so horrid that Greldash closed his ears with his hands.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was blinded by a flash of light. within seconds, his sight returned. Although he wished he hadn't. The clouds were upon him, spewing hundreds of bolts of silver lightning. One hit the ground about fifty feet from Greldash, producing a minuscule amount of the horrid sound again.
The bolt had created a crater, completely silver. Out of the smoke came three beings. They were skeletal and wore rusty, silver armor that would make a porcupine seem cuddly. And their weapons were primitive, but were, oddly, glowing silver. When one of their swords struck the ground, it turned solid silver.
Anticipating a battle, Greldash drew his longsword with one hand. Luckily, he was perfectly equipped for hand-to-hand combat. This would be messy.
((If anyone wishes to face these creatures, they multiply if not killed fast enough. And they do turn things silver. The creatures are un-named as of now. I have a name though. But I'll wait to release it.))
This RP takes place in outer space. There is such a thing as Space travel here. Oh, and this isn't Startrek, Stargate, Battlestar Galactica, or any of that crap. Sure it is awesome, but not what's here. Here, this is a mix of fantasy and Sci-Fi. So
~Prologue~
There is a secret organization in the galaxy. It works for good and protecting the cosmos. We enforce the law of equality, fairness, and truth. Any who oppose shall not be punished, simply taught of how easy it is to follow law. We are the Galactic Guardians.
Our members command separate elemental powers, each significant to the Universe's safety and well-being. Long ago there was a war. A horrid war that rocked the Zeldravic Galaxy for generations to come. Since that time, we have separated.
But when one new foe arises, we shall come together to save the galaxy and stop Evil's Root once more. And, hopefully, stop evil forever more...
~'----***-----'~
As Greldash stood on the rocky cliff of the planet Keklar, he sighed. He had once been a part of the Galactic Guard, saving lives with his powers over weather. But now... his life had been boring, honestly. He has not had to use his powers for anything but maybe to save one life here and stop a bad guy here.
Greldash loved excitement, and this wasn't exciting. But what he didn't know was that one foe was standing before him now. And that one would turn into two. And then into four. And then eight. And then... oh, you get the idea.
A storm cloud was building on the horizon. That was normal for this planet. Half desert, but still filled with storms. But something was different. He could sense it. And if there's anything that Greldash knows, it's storms.
Preparing to leap off the cliff, he gathered his powers. He leaped off. Just before hitting the ground, he used his powers over wind to save him. He stood up. Suddenly, there was a great burst of sound. It sounded like a mix between the cries of a Zoraph Sea Serpent and the screams of millions of people. It was so horrid that Greldash closed his ears with his hands.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was blinded by a flash of light. within seconds, his sight returned. Although he wished he hadn't. The clouds were upon him, spewing hundreds of bolts of silver lightning. One hit the ground about fifty feet from Greldash, producing a minuscule amount of the horrid sound again.
The bolt had created a crater, completely silver. Out of the smoke came three beings. They were skeletal and wore rusty, silver armor that would make a porcupine seem cuddly. And their weapons were primitive, but were, oddly, glowing silver. When one of their swords struck the ground, it turned solid silver.
Anticipating a battle, Greldash drew his longsword with one hand. Luckily, he was perfectly equipped for hand-to-hand combat. This would be messy.
((If anyone wishes to face these creatures, they multiply if not killed fast enough. And they do turn things silver. The creatures are un-named as of now. I have a name though. But I'll wait to release it.))