You are your avatar (psuedo-roleplay)

[Starship Trooper]

[Got this game idea from another forum. Didn't feel it really qualified to go on the RP board, since it's not really "serious". Or very planned. Or very plot-heavy. Rules are pretty simple: Don't kill or control anyone else's character without express permission.]

A man with thick glasses, the sunlight reflecting off of them and obscuring his eyes, surveyed the landscape. He stood casually, his hands in the pockets of his labcoat.

"Well, what have we here?"

 

[Blastoise Fortooate]

A yellow rodent glared back at the scary man, his empty eyes darkly reflecting the glasses, which reflected the pikachu, which reflected the man, and on and on and on forever. It was unsettling.

 

[Cloudsong]

Without warning, a strangely exuberant Quilava ran up and licked the man's face repeatedly.

 

[Chief Zackrai]

The radish in shades calmly watched these events. It /was/ just a internet clip, after all.

 

[Zero Moment]

As it pinged off of the landscape, Frantic raises small twisters in its wake.
With a Plink! it bounces off of the mysterious man's shoe, calling forth a tiny dust-filled twister as it lands upside-down on the grass.

 

[The Omskivar]

Rafiki facepalms and laments the death of the Pokedex Match thread.

 

[M&F]

EVIL HERO DARK GAIA HAS 7500 ATK NOW AND HE WANTS TO KNOW WHO HE'S SENDING TO THE GRAVEYARD FIRST

AND DON'T EVEN BOTHER WITH DEFENSE MODE, EVIL HERO DARK GAIA WILL SCREW THAT OVER

(evil hero dark gaia is also praying to gog that set card isn't a goddamn Mirror Force)

 

[DarkAura]

A Celebi stumbled into the landscape, seeing a couple of living beings. She wanted to walk over, but instead procrasinated and just walked in circles. Finally getting the courage to walk over, the Celebi flew up to the man with thick glass's face.

All the Celebi did was tap his head, and instantly sent this message across;

<I am Aura. Please, inform me of your name>

(^ that's the way Aura can talk cause she's a pokemon and can only use telepathy)

 

[Zero Moment]

A Celebi stumbled into the landscape, seeing a couple of living beings. She wanted to walk over, but instead procrasinated and just walked in circles. Finally getting the courage to walk over, the Celebi flew up to the man with thick glass's face.

All the Celebi did was tap his head, and instantly sent this message across;

<I am Aura. Please, inform me of your name>

(^ that's the way Aura can talk cause she's a pokemon and can only use telepathy)

Because Twilight Sparkle mystically transforminates into a Celebi named Aura when screaming.

 

[Blastoise Fortooate]

(...you're avatar isn't a celebi, DarkAura)

 

[DarkAura]

Now it is, =P I JUST changed it

 

[Light]

A young inspector stealthily makes his way into the room, speculating in a corner whether a plot might unfold.

 

[M&F]

EVIL HERO DARK GAIA WANTS TO KNOW WHY IS THERE AN ONIONHEAD TOTALLY COPYING HIS STANCE

 

[DarkAura]

Aura looks at Dark Gaia, who has one hand out, like Aura does.

She carefully tapped his forehead.

<Hello, I am Aura. And what might your name be?>

 

[Vipera Magnifica]

About a mile from the town, the villagers were lured by the strange tree whose fruit resembled the band members of Opeth.

 

[Light]

The silent boy reaches up to pluck the forbidden fruit. With his wide eyes, overshadowed by ebony hair, he stares at the fruit in his hand meditatively, as if stirred by memories of another life.

 

[Wargle]

A Wargle pecks at the boy from his roost in the tree and steals the fruit. Also, An American flag flies.

 

[Light]

The boy remains unfazed. The fruit is gone, as with the wind.

 

[Starship Trooper]

The man's staring contest with the strange rodent was interrupted when he briefly recoiled when the Quilava ran up and began licking him, but quickly recovered from being startled. He picked up the Quilava and began carefully examining it.

"Fascinating..."

Even this didn't compare to the flying creature that began speaking telepathically to him.

"You can call my Dr. Westbury. I have to say, I've never seen anything like you...who are you, exactly?"

He was too distracted to notice the coin bouncing off of his foot, but the mini-tornado would change that soon.

 

[Zapi]

Years in the future, a woman wrapped in grey robes surveys the scene from the monitor of a strange computer terminal. The monitor seems to be centered on a circular figure that bounces throughout the landscape, creating miniature twisters as it does so.

Below the monitor is a keyboard, presumably for typing in commands of some sort. She is compelled to test this device, but as she does not know how to call this mysterious being, a simple "Greetings" is all she types.