Roleplay:Everybody Wants to Rule the World

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Rules

 * The obvious
 * no godmodding or power play
 * participants must be active users
 * two characters max per user
 * no killing other people's characters
 * no swearing, but damn, hell, and crap are fair game
 * the other rules
 * at least one character must have the desire for conquest on a global scale. (Look at the title)
 * this is not canon if you don't want it to be
 * have fun ruling a planet!

Users involved and their characters
(Use the format shown by awkwarddingo) DoomDegree
 * awkwarddingo
 * Dawn The Ocelot
 * Dusk the Panther
 * User:Clastus The AshLynx
 * Saren Arterius
 * Mars the Lightning Wolf
 * Jaredthefox92
 * Madame Amanda "Mana" Bradanska
 * MilezTailzPrower
 * Akozin Link
 * Cyan Link
 * AwsomeSONICfan
 * Siron von Sand Cat/Sila the cat
 * tranzitz
 * Jade the cat


 * Transford the Hedgehog

Plot
The world has fallen prey to deceitful, greedy, evil warlords bent on domination. Your job is to overthrow these monsters and make yourself into a world figure. Capture cities to countries to the entire planet with the aid of your fellow power hungry rulers. Your reasons are your own. Do you want the world to be full of peace and order? Your call. How about the population of the planet worshipping you as a diety? Also a choice you must make.

You are locked in a prison built for your kind: masterminds. You have been sentenced to a life in that wretched hole, but there are whispers from the inmates of a riot. Guards are on their toes, and prisoners are getting restless. You await your chance to take a hold of the situation and escape with others. Once free, you will begin a rise to power that will rival any other tyrant before you.

Unfortunately for you, though, the super powered inmates are cuffed at all times with power dampening collars, scientists are in the padded rooms, and the security is top-notch G.U.N. soldiers and automatons. Breaking out will be one of the trickier things you will do in life. When you think you should start getting comfortable, a note comes with your daily meal under the meat. It reads:

Fellow Inmate,

Your time in this prison is numbered. Expect the four unforgiving walls that surround you to collapse. You, my friend, will soon be free. Our kind has suffered too long at the hands of these horrid rulers, broken governments, and soldiers that have no mind of their own. Our time has come, a time of great change is upon us. I will release you and several others onto the world.

This does not come without price, though. Once free, I'm hoping that you are both ready and willing to put your expertise to good use. You are but a small time criminal compared to what we will accomplish together. Soon, the inmates that I have been riling up will riot, and that is when i will personally greet you and the others I have chosen.

At midnight, under the cover of a new moon, we will do whatever it takes to have this wretched building at our backs, burning in the night.

Signed, A friend

(A blue wolf read the letter very thoroughly and folded it up into a small, almost unnoticeable square.)

"Whoever wrote this letter must have something big planned. If he does manage to keep his promise I'll join in with him or her. I should probably tell Saren at mess hall tommorow when I see him." The blue wolf thought to himself.

(A black fured female fox in another cell gets the message as well.)

"Hm, why not. Beats being in the cell" the fox said as she shrugged.

(The blue wolf saw a rustic red lynx being escorted to his cell, which ironically was also the blue wolf's cell.)

"Yeah thats right dirtbags, you don't have the cojones to actually try and kill me." The Lynx gestured towards a random guard. "Hey Frank, hows that buddy of yours. You know, the one whose arm I ripped off and beat him with it, his name was jake right." (starts laughing before he was tossed into his cell, as soon as the cell door closed the Lynx got a nice painful five minute shock session for his troubles).

"Saren, you really need to stop pissing off the guards so much. They might actually kill you." The blue wolf said in a worried tone.

"Mars, you know as well as I do that the guards here wouldn't be able to kill me even with this collar stopping me from using my powers. That section of the morgue reserved for the guards here is proof of that." The now named Saren said to the blue wolf, now named Mars.

"Anyway read this and keep quiet" Mars said in a hushed tone of voice as he handed Saren the piece of paper.

(Saren read the paper and nodded slightly, refolding the paper and handing it back to Mars who hid it.)

Meanwhile the female fox who spoke in an Italian accent waited patiently in her cell for this so called assistance to escape. While she had her doubts of this actually transpiring it would be interesting to witness such an event occurring.

A guard can be heard approaching the cells the prisoners were concealed in. He had a blank and vacant stare as he unlocked the cells without looking at the keys, or anything for that matter. After the cells were unlocked, a large, muscular black panther grabbed the guard's head. A loud popping sound was heard as the guard fell to the ground, motionless.

"Hello, friends." The panther smiled and bowed. It can be noticed that there was a glowing streak going down his left arm that shined like the evening sky. "Remain silent until we get to the guard armory. No one is aware of my plan for now." As he spoke, his mouth didn't move, and his voice came from the prisoners' heads.

The woman shruged and began to move out of her cell to meet the mysterious liberator. She remained silent as she was told and also calm. Aparently the woman wasn't all that disturbed by somone speaking into her mind. She just casually walked up to the others and watched.

"If anyone finds a security guard named Frank, can they bring him to me?" Saren asked.

"Si, and bring mi clothes. I look male in orange."

"Armory first. Clothes later." The Panther 'said'. He beckoned them to follow him through a series of corridors. "If we find any guards, let me deal with them."

"Si, si, I follow for now" the woman said in compliance.

A cat with yellow fur gets pushed into his cell "(mumble mumble mumble). "What was that!!?" The guard says as he presses a button and the cat's powers get zapped.

" I'm with the italian sounding lady on this one, Might as well swap stories as to what lead to our incarcerations." Saren said.

"This might actually be a worthwhile diversion, provided these inhibitors are removed and saren gets payback, otherwise I'll be stuck hearing him complain about it for at least a week." Mars said in a snarky tone at the last part.

"Oh bite me brother." Saren in an annoyed tone.

"No thanks" Mars replied cheekily.

"We go to armory soon yes?" the woman asked

"Yes, we do. Lets head to the armory, get our gear, remove our collars, find frank and blow this popsicle stand sky high!" Mars stated with enthusiasm

"Oh, by the way. What's your name? " Saren asked the female wolf

"Frank?" the panther questioned. "He wasn't part of the plan. You can get him on the way out. Anyway, the armory is guarded by automatons, and I can't use my powers on them, but they are programmed to stop guarding protocol in the face of a high level threat, so when my sister creates that threat, we head in."

"Si."

" But frank is an integral part of keeping saren happy, afterall, Saren has made his expressed interest known many times on how he wants to play with frank. By that I mean torture," Mars said "so please don't blow this place sky high until Saren has frank with him. Other than that little tidbit we know what to do." Mars said

"Thick in skull! There is not time for finding others.We need to get to armory."

"Fine, maybe he'll survive this. Either way lets get to the armory so can get my crap and possibly kill more than a dozen guards on the way out." Saren sighed as he and Mars started heading to the armory. " You coming or am I just going to have to leave you here. Either way is fine with me."

"I follow."

The yellow cats gets mad.

A green cat Is looking down from an upper cell. "Hm, a revolt... sounds fun"