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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain                    Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| OOC: Ok, everyone, welcome back! The two links that have been provided for you are not threads that can be posted in, they are simply for archival purposes. The Auditorium and Cafeteria has been revamped and consolidated into this thread, so if you have an idea for a little sidestory, feel free to let it loose in here! Heck, don't just keep it to the cafeteria, feel free to explore anywhere in the Arena that you want!
It's quiet outside the Acmlm's Board building... It looks like there's about to be some serious magic going on. Serious magic, that is, in the form of a young man of average height and weight, dressed in a cloth vest and long, heavily-pocketed pants. He pulled a pair of black weightlifting gloves over his hands and cracked his knuckles as he slapped his hands together. The board had undergone some serious renovation over the past few days... It had been demolished and rebuilt based on an old schematic that proved to be more structurally sound than the current model. The only problem was that the Sim Battle Arena Annex and the Story Forum Complex had NOT been included in the schematic, which meant the young man had to do some fanangling of his own in order to bring the vaunted arena back into style. This was gonna take some real concentration... The sheer degree of matter required to build such a massive structure would no doubt leave a gigantic underdwelling of catacombs that would be sucked dry by the construction and conversion of matter beneath the Arena. This meant that there'd be a doubtless string of breakthroughs for the first few months until the construction crews could get in enough sand to fill in the caverns... ...Then again, when was the satisfaction of slamming someone through a floor or roof a bad thing? The young man grinned at the thought. The circle was ready. Intricate patterns of pentagrams, hexagrams, septagrams, and octagrams lined its concentric pattens. Incantations written in languages nobody could understand stood hundreds of feet long and even more feet wide, gigantic letters for gigantic business. He sank to his knees, and laid his hands on the ground. A swirl of electricity pumped around him as the skies darkened, and the electricity ran throughout the pattern of circles, which began to glow a deep, bright blue color. A drop of sweat beaded around the man's forehead and sank downward... This would be very, very difficult, but very, very worth it if he could do it. The bolts of lightning grew larger and larger, and soon dark clouds formed in the sky above him. Thunderclaps rang out as big, heavy drops of rain began to fall. Suddenly, it happened! A truly gigantic structure burst out of the ground next to the tall, monumental Board Building, with turrets, domes, cages, all manner of rooms, structures and containers filled with dozens upon dozens of weapons, food, supplies, devices, special effects machines, camera equipment, potions, tables, chairs, and nearly any other inanimate object that the man could think of! Truly powerful magic was at work... ...And then, as soon as it began, it all stopped. The clouds cleared, the sky became blue again, and the sun shined down upon a brilliant supercomplex of stage, story, struggle, and destruction. The Sim Battle Arena and Story Forum were revived. The boy smiled as he strode up to the front door, opened it to reveal a large foyer leading to a cafeteria, office complex, and collection of outer arenas, and walked in particular to one office door, which had a gold-plated nameplate with the word "Grey" engraved into it. He opened the door, sat down behind the desk inside, and snapped his fingers. "Well," the man said with confidence, "we're back in business. Welcome back, everyone!" The doors opened wide to the public, the cafeteria suddenly generated the smell of food and hard work, and the speakers in the sound systems of the arenas began blaring heart-pumping battle music. The locker rooms unlocked, and the profile archive room was completely revealed to the public... (edited by Grey on 11-17-05 04:51 PM) (edited by Grey on 11-17-05 05:02 PM) (edited by Grey on 11-17-05 05:03 PM) |
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Ailure Mr. Shine I just want peace...   Since: 11-17-05 From: Sweden Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| Ailure attacks Grey with a SUPER SAIYAN LETTER TYPE A GRADE AND OR LOGICAL ATTACK
100ABDFFF DAMAGE! AILRE WINS A OR, NAND, AND, NOR, AND HIS OWN WEIGHT IN CANDY! |
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Hiryuu Sword Maiden Retired Admin  Since: 11-17-05 From: Nerima District - Tokyo, Japan Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| This sticky might get me to post in this forum again.
It did. Laff. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| Grey giggled at Ailure's attack, and flipped a switch at his desk, turning on the "God Modder Protection" setting.
"Well, Ailure..." he said, dusting his hands off, "Thank you for providing me with that example. It's absolutely perfect, I'll tell you." "Ladies and gents, there ARE indeed a few rules to this arena. I think you'll find if you watch this informational video, you'll be pleasantly surprised..." He picked up a small remote, and pointed it at the wall of his office. A panel slid open and a small television screen, one of Grey's many CCT systems that were posted around the arena, was visible. A video began playing that detailed the many rules and regulations that had been posted in the arena. GUESS WHAT. THE PREVIOUS LINK WAS TO THE SIM BATTLE RULES. CLICK IT. "Now," he said, "I think you'll all realize that if you watch this video and follow the rules and regulations that have been established, we'll be able to get some really good writing shown here. I want to see some magic, people! Bring it on!" (edited by Grey on 11-17-05 05:03 PM) (edited by Grey on 11-22-05 10:50 PM) |
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Cymoro Administrator    Since: 11-17-05 From: Cymoro Gaming Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| *Cy puts on his robe and wizard hat.*
"See, this could get very awkward in a matter of seconds." |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| "It could," Grey said, "But I'm hoping this place can achieve some semblance of respect and adoration for its creative abilities... So please, try to be more original."
He looked Cy up and down... "Or at least have the decency to whip it out at an appropriate time. And I swear, if you cast ANY level of Eroticism on me I'll kick your ass so hard it'll be like you were "putting on your robe and wizard hat" with the wrong crowd for a week." |
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Ailure Mr. Shine I just want peace... Since: 11-17-05 From: Sweden Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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Originally posted by Cymoro "I put on my robe!" 
"And wizard hat" 
(And battles with images own, and are allowed... althought self-drawn should work better than RO sprites xP) "Excuse me, but now I gotta change speice, gender and personality for a moment. A friend of mine is calling~" *is seen running away, turning into a diffrent shade of purple. Leaving this forum for probably three another years or so.* (edited by Ailure on 11-17-05 05:25 PM) (edited by Ailure on 11-17-05 05:26 PM) |
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Sinfjotle Lordly? No, not quite.  Since: 11-17-05 From: Kansas Last post: 6279 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| A person with long hair and a trench coat walked up. His face was masked behind the hair, and anything that could resemble a body was hidden behind the trench coat.
???: "What about the tournament, the final round hasn't been completed yet, and its been going on for almost a year. A lot of things were happening, when we were suddenly taken off. Parts of characters might never return. Do you know how many people we lost with this? How many we will gain?" There was a pause for a second. ???: "Also, a new profile department has been setup while you were busy. I hope you don't mind." (edited by Dracoon on 11-17-05 09:11 PM) |
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Metal Man88 Gold axe It appears we have been transported to a time in which everything is on fire! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6277 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| * He came in, covered in soot, and looking a bit burnt. *
"Well, I'm here. But I'm not sure if what's his face is. And especially not sure if we can continue where we left off..." * He stood near Dracoon, coughing dust and brushing off the mess the other board's explosion had cast on himself. Then he began putting stuff back up and resuming normalcy... * |
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Jarukoth Newcomer Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6735 days Last view: 6735 days |
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| Jarukoth walks back into the new Sim-Battle arena...
"Aww, geez! Does this mean I have to redecorate again? Damn..." |
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cpubasic13 I'm ahead of myself... Wait...  Since: 11-17-05 From: Citra, Fl. Last post: 6279 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| A black-coated individual walked in, his brown hair not brushed and his orange and black colored clothing could be seen a mile away. His sword was polished and his guns primed and loaded. He glanced around for a moment at the new building and chuckled. Then he looked around frantically.
"Crap," said William. "I lost my mod status. This sucks!" He walked into the cafeteria and looked around. Yum. Food would help him be satisfied. "Sorry about not being here sooner. I will be leaving the horrible Red Lobster planet to be more relaxed with school work and home time. Yeah, I will be out some money, but hey, more time I can spend here." He sat down in a chair and glared at the bland walls. "Could use a makeover," William said with enthusiasm, as he stood back up and began doing the things he did before the new things: with a simple fun posting experience. Like when he first started this place. |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it!  Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6280 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| Out in the alleys, a portal appeared, unlatched and the top rose, creating a wall of energy. Soon, a beam of light shot down in it, and out steped a NetNavi clad in a brown cloak. Next, a red NetNavi with long blond hair stepped out, then a third, someone who looked closely like the guy with the brown cloak, but didn't have a brown cloak walked out. The teleport pod shut down before vanishing. The three stepped out from the alleyway, and into the new Arena.
"So, you go hunting mavericks in South America for a year, and come back to a whole new Arena," ForteZero, Forte's brother, said with a hint of excitement in his voice. "This is somewhat of a big improvement, and the board is freshened up," the blond Navi, Zero said. "Quiet you blond, let's just head over to the cafeteria. Maybe there would be some old friends I might notice." The two vanished when Forte finished that last sentence. He shook his head before he walked towards the cafeteria by himself. I wonder what happened to Schwa... A dark grin came over his face, as he rememebr the fight between the Psi Warrior long before the "overhaul" of Acmlm's. I hope my worthy rival is okay... |
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Teddylot Bouncy  Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6313 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| Zap stood at the fighter's entrance of the Sim Battle Arena Annex. Cigarette smoke loomed around his face, blurring his features and giving his visage the appearance of a faceless mask. He looked intently at the ground by his feet ... not moving ... just standing ... and thinking ... Without notice, the boy removed his glasses and wiped them clean with the tail of his shirt that stuck out from underneath his brown sweatshirt. Zap placed his glasses upon his glasses, then took the cigarette from his lips and let it drop to the ground. The sole of his foot crunched the last of the ashes. He then adjusted his headphones, which laid comportably on his head, put his hands in his hoodie pocket, and walked off into the shadows underneath the arena ... which leads to the question ...
Since when did Zap smoke? Teddylot: He is such a litter bug. v.v |
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Schwa Panser Embodiment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects)  Since: 11-18-05 From: Tacoma, WA of the Material Plane; Crystal Psipalace Last post: 6540 days Last view: 6281 days |
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| "YEE-EAH!!"
A blue-green etheral streak slices the air, way up high for all to see. Everyone should know who this character is by now, but now there's something quite different about him. For instance, the ether is turquoise, not blue. And his Psi Disc looks bigger from a distance. AND... he's moving WAY faster. The figure circles downward and the Disc comes to a stop, levitating a foot over the ground. And now it can be made clear that it's no longer a disc! The Psi Disc has been crafted into the shape of a crystal eagle. It's much bigger than the Disc used to be. Schwa looks a little different too. He has the same white, loose clothes and black blindfold, but there's a little symbol over his heart on his clothes... The symbol is a never-before-seen rune, multicolored with red, gold and blue, and right below that is an upside-down, lower-case 'e' drawn with straight lines, as if a fencer slashed it right on there. (By the way, the upside-down 'e' is a schwa.) Schwa's dark hair is also thicker and cleaner, and he looks older. Schwa does a frontflip off the bird-platform, and it bursts into white rays of light, vanishing. Snazzy! "I'm back, friends and foes alike! Well, how do I look? S'been a while! I'll tell ya what happened... Long story short, I finished the biggest assignment I ever had, and it took place in an alternate dimension and timeline on the other side of Hyperspace... and I killed a Demon God! (I had to, or I wouldn't be here.) But staying in the dimension aged me a few years. Just a few. I shouldn't be TOO much different than before... And I'm stronger, too! "Stronger, full of energy, and excited to be back... That's me in a nutshell." He looks around at the small crowd. "Looks quiet today... I have 3 days off as a reward for my feat, so I better make good use of 'em." (edited by Schwa on 11-19-05 07:06 PM) |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6280 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| "Who was that?" Zero asked. Both he and ForteZero were nearby when Schwa made his amazing entrance.
ForteZero took notice that he's changes since the last time he's seen him and his friend. "I think that was Schwa, but he looks different..." "Schwa? Oh yeah, now it rings a bell. He looks different now. Hunas do age overtime then." "Oh shut up Zero," said another voice. The two of them turned towards the direction of the voice. It was David. He was certianly a bit taller now, and his voice seemed to get deeper. He was in his twenties now, still wearing the same outfit as from when he was in his teen years. The only noticble features was small facial hair around his chin and very light mustache. "Yo Dave, what's up," Zero said, as he and David knocked their fists together. "Ohh, just got back from Egypt. Placed that accused Millennium Battlechip in one of the tombs, and locked it away. So I'm free from that damn Bakura and Malik." "So, you got rid of those spirits that takes control of you, good. That way I won't have to "retire" you," Zero joked. That earned him a punch in the face, and David walked off to find Forte. "Uhh..." ForteZero sweatdropped, and Zero was on the ground, stars circling around him dizzily. |
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Riku Sledge Brother Unpredictable. Watch your backs. Or not. Whichever. I want Metal Gear Solid 4 so badly. Since: 11-17-05 From: Tompkinsville Last post: 6277 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| Riku walked up to Zero, looking to help him.
"Here, let me help you. Are you alright? You look a little messed up there, buddy." Riku lifted Zero up to his feet. Riku sat down, because he was tired, and haven't sleep in days. He looked up at Zero, amused. "So....What brings you here? I'm sorry but I didn't get a name." Riku just sat with his head against the desk, leaning side to side. |
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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it! Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6280 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| "Hey Forte!" David shouted to the cloaked Navi. Forte turns around, and smirks.
"Hey David, so you got back from Egypt?" David caught up to Forte, and was catching his breath since he was running. "*Taking a deep breath, then letting it out* .... Yup. So, where are we heading to?" "To the new Sim Battle Cafe. I'm hoping to find some old friends there again." "What old friends? Other than Schwa, most of the people you've met you've beaten senseless," David laughed a little. Forte, anime style vein popping, smacked David over the head, sending him into the ground face first. "What was that?" Forte asked with an evil smirk, helping him up ten seconds later. "Nothing..." he muttered, rubbing his face. The two of them walk over to the new Sim Battle Cafe -- if it was open to the public yet. * * * "Hold on Zero," the InuYasha voiced Navi said as he pressed a MiniEnergy Subchip against him. Zero opened his eyes, slightly relieved. "All I did was make a joke ForteZero," Zero said as he got up. "Hey, you should know that when David found that damn Millennium Item five years ago, it's been nothing but trouble for him, since Ryou and Malik inhabited it at the same time." "Yeah... I still don't know why he didn't tell us until after Ryou took over his body and tried to kill us when we were hunting down a small Maverick Army in South America last year," Zero said crossing his arms. "C'mon, let's go find David and my brother," ForteZero said as he started walking towards David's and Forte's direction. Zero sighed, only waved at Riku, and ran after ForteZero. All ForteZero dropped was one hundred Zenny for Riku as thanks for helping Zero up. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| Grey streched his legs and put his feet up on his desk as he leaned back in his chair... He snapped his fingers, and the clacking sound resonated throughout Acmlm's Board. A certain someone should have heard it at some point.
Grey: "So, Samuel, you wanna get a new event started sometime soon? Maybe some kind of battle plotline?" He cracked his knuckles. Billy Joel's The Stranger began to play softly... "I had a few ideas, myself. But they're all big things, I'm no good at organizing those. Maybe we should take some suggestions..." A small box appeared outside his office, with a notepad and pen aside the box. The box itself was labeled "Suggestions"... What could it mean? |
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Sinfjotle Lordly? No, not quite. Since: 11-17-05 From: Kansas Last post: 6279 days Last view: 6278 days |
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| Sam looked at the mysterious box.
Sam: "Well... I am giong to have an excessive amount of free time now... How about... we try and get new members...? We're running a little dry, and the elders aren't posting much, the middlers are hardly active, and even the younglers are only semi-active." |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 6278 days Last view: 6277 days |
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| Grey: "I like it! Now, do you have any advertising ideas?"
He toyed with a pen that floated from his desk to his hand. Grey recalled the last time he tried to advertise for the Arena, it didn't really go over well. In fact, it didn't go over at all. Craziness just wasn't interested. The Arena was running a dry spell, that was for sure... |
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