Author Topic: The Survival of Night  (Read 8697 times)

Ow.. forget! You mutter to yourself, as you rub your head, waking on the sandy beach, water moving around you. You looked around to see a wolf in the distance. Then a bear. You look back to the waters, seeing a destroyed plane in the distance, surrounded by few sharks. The hell did I get myself into.. You wonder.

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This is a Minecraft Community Roleplay.

Name:
Appearance:
Must be human or living pigman.
Survival experience (No JESUS CHRIST IM CHUCK NORRIS cigaretteULAS)
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Name: Leeroy
Appearance: Charcoal black hair and simple blue eyes, a cut pair of denim jeans and a black t-shirt. Gauze is from his hands up to his elbow nearly.
What is he/she?: Human.
Survival experience: Fairly well. He can construct crude tools, by using a bit of gauze and materials.

Name: Kalasi-Ama
Appearance: He looks like dirt and grass. When he stands in front of grassy areas, he becomes virtually invisible.
What is he?: A horrible mystical expirement gone wrong. He doesn't like to talk about it.
Survival experience: He knows his axe from his pickaxe from his hoe from his shovel from his sword from his bow from his ... well, you get the point. In combat, he prefers to try to camoflauge to loose the attention of whatever's chasing him, but he can hold his own in combat ... most of the time. However, he can't keep his own against three opponents of any combination (Spider Jockey is 2) or two creepers. Three creepers is pretty much a death sentence for him.



Leeroy coughed, and muttered, as he pulled himself up off of the beaches. He looked the area, his vision slightly swirled still, and started moving, climbing block by block.

"Damnit.. where am I anyway..?" Leeroy wondered, bashing down a couple branches here and there. Using several, he made a few boards and sat down a workbench, with a few wooden tools. At there, he began to work on a spear.

Name: Virt
Appearance: Man with shirt and tie - as if on the way to a job.
Species: Human
Survival experience: He's been living in the city for a while, so survival experience is rather low. He is, however, a good cook.
« Last Edit: February 27, 2011, 05:59:42 PM by Kingdaro »


He fell from the sky, and promptly landed upon sandy beaches with water rushing at it's shores. He stood up and saw he was surrounded by a multitude of trees, grasses, and animals making their various sounds. As he scanned the area further it seemed that he was the only one on the island.

Where am I... he thought to himself. Virt started walking along the sandy beaches looking for any sign of civilization or anyone who might be able to help him. He found himself quickly turning the opposite way, running from what appeared to be a green snake with a sad expression. As it came close to him it made a hissing sound, very similar to that of explosives.

Knowing that this was probably a bad sign, he sprinted in the opposite direction as fast as he could - he'd never run faster from anything in his entire life. He reached a dark cave and hid in it as the green snake (for all he knew what it was) passed by, missing him. Virt slowly crawled out of the cave and continued running away from it, but doing it in a much quieter fashion to not be seen. This failed, however, when he ran into somebody who also appeared to be a human, but he was alone as well, possibly in the same situation as Virt.

He constructed a crude axe, and pickaxe, and a shovel. A hoe; which he might need incase he finds a chance to need farming. He used a bit of gauze to make a sling for the pickaxe, which rested on his left side. The others, except for the spear, was in a bag which he was using for inventory storage. He had his spear at his hand, and folded the workbench, placing it into his inventory. He bashed down a few frees, including mostly birch trees, which he could use if he wanted his structure to be safe of fire; mostly, if he had to make a shack. He looked to Virt, "..Who are you." He said, grasping the handle of his spear.

seeing a destroyed plane in the distance,

GET A STORY DIFFERENT FROM LOST


Virt had a couple of questions. First one being the same one he was asked, a question that would reveal the identity of both of them, hopefully causing less harm than if they were to remain secret to each of them. He saw this character quickly pull out a sharp weapon that resembled a spear, and it was pointed at Virt. He slowly stepped back with his hands in front of him. "Woah man, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm just trapped on this island, that's all," he replied.

Putting away the spear, "Alright then. I'm Leeroy." He answered. He suddenly ducked, before being jabbed in the head with an arrow. Under a tree, was a skeleton, mounted upon a giant spider. The spider dashed towards, and the skeleton burned into ash. Yanking out the spear, he thrusted at the spider, bashing it in the head, and smashing it through the stomach. Several seconds, it disappeared.

Name: Justin
Apearance: Short Black hair, Black hoodie and green shirt underneath, Dark Jeans, Black and blue sneakers
Species: Human
Experience: Fairly good (good scavenging)