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Crash Landing (Open RP)
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Post by
Snake387
The Goblin traitor squeezed past the various soldiers and mercenary's on the way to help Vol'Jin and the Alliance with the Siege of Ogrimmar and walked into the control room. He nodded at the Orc guards who were in on the plot too and had killed the pilot inside. Entering the sparsely furnished and small room, the Goblin set about preparing the bomb that would take the Zeppelin and the soldiers upon it, out of the equation when the Rebel forces attacked Garrosh.
Outside the control room, the four guards chuckled and conversed in Orcish, "This ship is going to be blown sky high by the time the goblin's done. And only we have parachutes. Bye, bye soldiers." One guard told the others somewhat more loudly than necessary. The other four chuckled.
Little did the Orc's know that they had been overheard by the Chief Officer of the ship and even as they laughed he was running to let the soldiers and mercenary's on board know about the treachery and the threat to the Zeppelin...
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Captain Hawkseye of the Alliance ship breathed in the smell of the sea, standing at the foremost area of the ship, the sea spray flying into him, his body moving with the waves. This was what he lived for. Serving the Alliance like his parents and being at sea. He shook his head sadly at the though of how some of the Alliance soldiers and mercenary's on board must be feeling. He could never understand why people got sea sick. The sea was a beautiful thing. Something with it's own mind. Something that though by itself.
In fact, even now they were blowing off course, it was time he took over at the helm, instead of that useless first mate of his. He was just walking towads the helm when he heard a noise that instilled fear into every sailors heart. He had heard a
crack. And then another, and another. Realization dawned on the Captain. They had sailed straight into a reef.
"Move over Mark, I'm taking care of this!" He roared at his first mate, practically throwing his first mate off the helm. Already, the ship was sinking and it could only get worse. There was one thing he knew though. If there was a reef, chances are there would be land. And if the got to land they'd be safe, for a while at least.
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Frizzle watched proudly as his Winkle, his child, played around with the controls of the submarine. He'd listened to all that his dad had told him and now Winkle was able to have some fun with the vehicle, to Frizzle's happiness. Frizzle didn't particularly care about the people he was transporting, they were criminals, thieves and he was only transporting them because they had paid him a lot, mixed in with some threats. Which was needless of course, the threats that is, Frizzle would've done it with just the money alone. For him, money was good.
Just then, he gave a disinterested glance at how low they were and his eyes widened. "Winkle, get off the controls, the sub's too low."
"No, Daddy, you said I'm going on it today, and I'm doing an experiment like a good gnome." Winkle replied.
"Winkle get-" Just then a crack appeared on one of the windows with a resounding crack. Suddenly scared, Winkle shuffled off and let his dad take the controls. Deftly maneuvering the submarine, Frizzle moved the sub nearer to the waterline. But that wasn't the only problem the submarine, filled with cramped criminals and shifty characters on the way to Kalimdor faced. Something, awoken by the crack let out a huge roar and swam towards the submarine. Needless to say, it was something big...
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Now we're past the intro, I'd like to introduce you to the new Open RP to grace the Lore and Roleplaying Forums, Crash Landing.
Crash Landing is basically a survival RP set at the end of 5.3/beginning of 5.4 and is basically about soldiers/mercenary's working for both the Horde and the Alliance in an attempt to kill Garrosh with some shifty-type people who've worked out that during this time, doing crimes in Northern and Central Kalimdor will be pretty easy thrown in for good measure, travelling from the Eastern Kingdoms to Kalimdor although that doesn't mean only races from the Eastern Kingdoms can take part.
As I'm sure you'd have guessed, these people will crash land on an island which I'll oversee, and from then on, it's all about survival. However, that won't exactly be easy as the Island is practically a death trap with Murlocs on the eastern coastline, Naga on the western one, wild animals and quilboar in the forest, pirates using the caves in the south as a hideout and Centaur on a rocky hill that occasionally venture out into the forest.
The Island itself contains two river that snake through the forest, four creeks, three streams and a lake. There are both poisonous and edible fruit as well as animals that offer delicious meat, if you can kill and keep them, that is.
Any questions to be asked in the Open RP Q&A.
Finally, there are the three main rules of RP'ing to remember:
1.No Godmoding.
2. Communicate!
3. Have fun!
Post by
Snake387
Character
: Versatile Black
Location
: The Great Sea
Versatile jumped up in shock as a spire of rock crunched through the wood just in front of where he was sitting below decks. Followed by more and more spires, accompanied by water. He exchanged looks with the other people below decks, frozen before, the inevitable mad rush for the stairs broke out.
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Characters
: Darsina Veresh, Secrena Darkness, Hennet Shorn
Location
: The Great Sea
Secrena and Darsina groaned in pain as they crouched down, squashed by the other people on the submarine. Hennet was impassive as the vehicle was meant for people her size after and she was used to being squashed. That wasn't the case when crack's started creeping across the windows.
"The..the..window..it's breaking!" She wailed, stating the obvious. Secrena and Darsina, grinned, pleased that now Henet was uncomfortable. The grins were wiped of their faces when the roar shook the sub.
"This, is bad." Secrena nodded, patting Hennet on the shoulder.
"You think?" Darsina spluttered, "We're going to die for goodness sake!"
Post by
Lordplatypus
Lancalor Orcbane
The Great Sea
Lancalor stood on the deck of the ship, it was his shift amongst the various priests and paladins to act as emergency medic onboard the ship for any injuries when suddenly, the ship shook nearly throwing a few men overboard and started sinking.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Shin Yu the Wind
Location:
The Great Sea
He was not one to panic; Shin Yu. But the grinding and tearing of the ship's timbers caused the Shado-Pan to start. He glanced at his six companions and braced himself.
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