Roleplay:Forbidden Secrets

Plot
Everyone likes secrets. There's no telling what they could be; they're always a surprise. Everyone gets all excited over a good conspiracy or rumor; who started it, who does it involve, what will the outcome be? It is perfectly normal for mortals to be interested in these types of things; after all, who doesn't feel the enticing, playful tug of curiosity every now and then?

But there are secrets and prophecies that were never meant to be seen by our eyes. Revelations so profoundly shocking and cataclysmic that the weak-minded would be driven mad by their whisperings. So unimaginably powerful that they are said to give those who find them the power and wisdom to become a god among gods...

Legend tells of a desolate ruin, hidden beneath the earth, that supposedly houses these "forbidden prophecies", storing them deep within its depths. Many have tried to breach this ancient domicile in the past, only to be thwarted and destroyed by a mysterious being known only as the Master of The Guardian Statues.

The old legend has resurfaced now, in the form of a mysterious energy collecting deep within the jungles of Soumerca. Who will heed the instinctual pull of curiosity to seek the forbidden secrets?

Rules

 * 1) Stick to the plot. Do not alter it to revolve around your character, do not change it drastically, etc.
 * 2) No Godmodding. You should all know what this means; no auto-hitting, no random attacks, no constant avoidance of damage, etc
 * 3) No Trolling.
 * 4) No picking random fights with others.
 * 5) Do not just randomly jump into a scene. Either ask, or build up your arrival accordingly (I.E "Suddenly, such and such and such" or "Meanwhile, somewhere else blah blah blah")
 * 6) No randomly finding and entering the temple.
 * 7) No hogging all the glory.
 * 8) No canon characters.
 * 9) No controlling other users' characters without their permission.
 * 10) No finding the secrets without my say-so. I still have to "flesh them out". And I think I have an idea formulating within the dark recesses of my mind...
 * 11) Put effort in your posts. I mean it; none of this "Person: Shadow Ball! *uses Shadow Ball*" crap.
 * Acceptable method: (Person: Shadow Ball! *charges up a concentrated ball of shadow energy, and then fires it at Person 2*)
 * Preferred method: ("Shadow Ball!" Person yelled. Cupping his hands in front of him, he began charging up a concentrated ball of pure shadows. After a few seconds he threw the ball at Person 2.)

Everyone gets three strikes. Break a rule, that's one strike. Lose all three and you're out.

Current Participants
''Moderators are the peacekeepers of the RP (their names are in green). Listen to them if they tell you that you broke a rule, and don't throw a hissy pissy fit if they give out constructive criticism on how you RP.''
 * green - RP Owner/Moderator
 * Strikes: 0
 * Jaredthefox92 - Participant
 * Strikes: 0

Banned People
None so far. Let's keep it that way.

Heroes

 * Those who want to see if the legend if true, but have no wicked intentions.


 * The Random Rangers - Played by Ryu

Neutral

 * Either those with unknown motives, or those who are truly neither good or evil.


 * Erasmus - He seeks to obliterate those who would dare search for the secrets hidden away. Played by Ryu.
 * G.U.N. - They want to figure out exactly what the mysterious energy source they detected in the jungles of Soumerca is. Played by anyone; specific G.U.N members are only played by those who own them.
 * Rashid the Rat-Played by Jaredthefox92

Villains

 * Those who want the power granted by these secrets.

Prologue: Eons Ago
In a massive, circular room, with a smaller platform surrounded by water in the center of it, what appeared to be a Mobian of ambiguous species, wearing a large, long scarf, bracers on his arms and legs, and a few earrings on all four of his long ears, was floating quietly above the center platform, arms behind his head. He appeared to simply be relaxing. It wasn't long before his ears perked up, however, and he landed on the ground, stepping forward.

"Who's there?"

An anthropomorphic being, standing a few feet taller than the ambiguous Mobian, walked into the room; he had three pairs of beautiful wings, a fiery mane extending from his head and down to the tip of his tail, and ornate, golden horns. He radiated an aura of both majesty and peace, and he was carrying something, covered in a silken blue cloth. The Mobian-esque male looked shocked, and quickly dropped down to one knee.

"Ka...!"

The taller being smiled kindly, but there was no mistaking the look of urgency on his face.

"There is no need to kneel, Erasmus. I have a great favor to ask of you."

"Anything."

Ka's smile faded, and he pulled the blue cloth away, revealing an odd-looking book.

"This...book," he said, looking down at the tome in question; his expression suggested a mixture of fear and urgency.

"This book is incredibly dangerous."

"How so?" Erasmus asked, looking confused. "It's only a book, isn't it?"

"A book that contains knowledge no one should have. Not me, not Buer, not ANYONE."

His tone of voice was deathly serious.

"One of my children looked into this...wretched thing, and started to tear out his eyes...he told me he had seen the future from it, and begged me to erase his memory."

He now pressed the tome and the blue cloth into Erasmus' hands.

"It needs to be hidden deep within the bowels of this temple, Erasmus. No one is to find it; do you understand? I cannot bear to think of what would happen if this book got into evil hands...or even pure hands, for that matter."

Ka stared hard into Erasmus' face, his expression urgent.

"Will you do this for me?"

Erasmus had covered the book back up.

"I can assure you, no one will ever find this book. And if anyone tries to invade this sacred place in search of it..."

His expression had become quite grim.

"I will kill them."

The Great Wheel bowed.

"Thank you, Erasmus," he said.

Part 1: The Present
A Mobian Arab Desert Rat is moving through town on horseback. He seemed to be a merchant carrying several pouches of what appeared to be bartering goods to the local markets as he traversed on his comparably large horse. To his side people could make out that he had a sword sheathed to his belt.

A small group of six were lounging outside of a coffee shop in the same town.

Soon the dessert rat arrives close to the coffee shop. He figures he could sell some of his cinnamon he has to go with the coffee of the people partaking at the cafe. The sound of hoofbeats got the attention of the group of six, and they collectively turned toward the rat and his steed.

"A traveling merchant on horseback? Huh, you don't see that every day."

"MarHaban to you." The rat says as he bows his head slightly while upon the horse.

"Uhh...hello there, sir," said the purple cat, being unfamiliar with his form of greeting.

"What're you selling?"

"I sell many things, my friends, especially for coffee!" The rat says in cheerful manner.

"Things for coffee? Like what?" the cat asked, curious.

"How you say, creamer? I also have cinnamon, and ehh how you say...natural sugar?" The rat replied.

"Well...I already have cream and sugar in my mocha, but..."

She proceeded to pull out her wallet.

"I wouldn't mind buying some cinnamon!"

"Of course, my friend!" the rat says as he pulled out a hefty pouch of cinnamon from his satchel.

"How much for it, then?" asked the female cat.

"Fifteen dollars?" Replied the rat.

Thankfully the many Pokemon tournaments she had won had given her a pretty substantial supply of cash, so she pulled 15 dollars out of her wallet and handed it to the rat.

"Sounds good!"

"Very well." Rashid hands over the bag of cinnamon.

"Might I interest you in anything else?" Rashid said trying to sell more of his wares.

"Uhh...I think we're all good for now...do you guys want to buy anything?" she asked her friends, looking at them.

"Hmm...I think we're all good."

The others nodded and voiced their agreement.

"Thank you though, sir," said the purple cat.

"Very well then, a pleasant day to you." The rat says as he nods and moves around his horse to tie him up as he sets up shop.

Suddenly, a news report came on the television.

"-reported a mysterious energy signature coming from the very heart of the Soumercan jungles-"

The video switched to an aerial view of the Soumercan jungles, particularly the more untamed areas of it.

"What is this?" the rat says as he walks over towards the television.

"That's a television," said the purple cat, looking from it to the rat.

"It's basically an electronic box that shows moving pictures."
 * (Ryu-He's never seen a TV before?)


 * (Hardly, he's middle eastern and sort of a nomad.)
 * (Ryu-Makes sense.)

"Marvelous! Wait, what is it saying?" the rat replied.

"It's saying....hmm..."

The cat listened briefly.

"It's saying that G.U.N found some kind of weird energy signature in the jungles of Soumerca. Like, way deep in the jungle. None of them can figure out what it is, apparently."

"Interesting..." The rat said intrigued.

"Yeah...I wonder what it could be. Probably not a Chaos Emerald; G.U.N would've been able to identify its energy signature."

"Perhaps it could be, valuable?  $u$" Rashid said interested in making a profit.