User:Austin Bison/CrossRealm/Roleplay

Rules

1. This RP is strictly invite-only and story-based. One may apply and be invited any time during the RP, but their character may not actually join until that episode is over.
2. Characters and their pages must be made or altered specifically for the universe of CrossRealm and will be reviewed by the creator before allowed entry into the main story line. There must be at least a history, personality, appearance (or image), and abilities/powers section on the page. The first must be at least 3 paragraphs in length with the history detailing their home-life, current living situation/notable events, and how they began to awaken to their higher self or become involved within the plot
3. Follow the turn order for the RP and put effort into writing posts. You don't have to write a whole essay, but please at least try to write something meaningful that contributes something worth reading.
4. the DM (dungeonmaster) is in charge of managing monster encounters, fights, and random events within an RP. They have a turn for the enemies, deciding how they should react to a fight.
5. If a fight is between two player characters, dice rolls will be used to decide who hits, misses, etc.
6. The creator of CrossRealm gets final say in the plot and outcome of the RP, but feel free to share any suggestions or ideas.
7. More rules may be modified or added in the future according to needs. If one of these seems wrong, unfair, or otherwise, don't be afraid to approach Austin Bison as he will explain, fix compromise, or even help work around a rule if something turns out to be off.
8. Personal story-arcs and RPs are recommended to be summarized in a characters page just in case, but the outcomes of these smaller scenarios may be included on the plot summary page if there is significant or interesting character development or side-stories.

Episode 1

Find Yourself

February had recently ended and March rolled around at Rubyheights City and with it came lukewarm temperatures and tempest-force winds. Sunday traffic was as dense as usual. Folks here were just as busy today as they would be during the week. Within the hustling crowd, an adolescent red panda strolled through the boulevard. His hands sat in the pockets of his pants, crumpling receipts in his left and fumbling a flash drive in his right to occupy his mind.

The red panda, Yazi, had a cluster of different thoughts rolling around in his head. Not only had his school, Sterling University, become unsafe recently, suffering multiple instances of animal attacks, but Yazi himself had been fighting unusual bouts of epilepsy in the past few months. It was that, and his own relatively recent encounter with a strange wolf that had been disheartening him. Yazi had become a sort of anti-pariah on campus. All that most people wanted to say to him was that they were "sorry this happened to him" and that "they were praying for his sake". Whether or not the seizure was just a sickness like any other, he just wished to move on and forget it happened.

Suddenly, the blast of a motorcycle engine flew down the street and weaved through the semi-dense traffic. It just looked like a blur to Yazi, but it pissed him off. The last thing that Rubyheights needs is more maniac drivers. It wouldn't be long before the cops busted that guy's ass.

Turning his head back to the sidewalk, he finally approached his destination: a printing shop. Yazi needed to turn a document into a full-sized poster for a school project. A current of relief traveled through his body, knowing he was on the last leg of the taxing assignment.

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Inside the print shop was a number of computers and-of course- printers, as well as a front desk where a sand-yellow cobra seemed to be arguing with the receptionist.

"Thirty dollars!?" the reptile exclaimed, "Last time it was twenty!"

"I'm sorry Miss, but we need the funding to stay afloat," the receptionist, who was a female grizzly bear, said. "Besides, I'm sure it'll lower back down later."

"Fine, fine," the cobra said, pulling a wallet out of her vest's pocket and rummaging through it.

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Yazi overheard the surrounding commotion at the front desk, he turned his head at the snake's indignation.

"Geez," he thought, "Thirty Bucks, is she printing out a whole textbook?"

Regardless, he labelled the situation as "none of his business" and turned back to his screen. Just as the panda's cursor hovered above the print-button though, The screen suddenly turned to black. In fact, the whole building suddenly found itself without power. Yazi groaned in exasperation.

He pulled his drive from the PC's tower and arose from his chair. A prognosis of "this weird shit again..." filled the back of his mind. Looking around, it seemed that even the staff had no clue what was going on. He walked to the front desk, taking place next to the cobra-girl.

"Hey, uh... I hate to intrude but can I get my money back for the poster I paid for? If this outage is gonna take awhile, I need to find somewhere to print it before the day's out."

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The female bear gave a short sigh before saying "We're terribly sorry for the inconvenience, and yes, you may have a refund." She then grabbed a small plastic container containing a number of bills and coins and fished out four bucks and some change, carefully giving it back to the red panda.

Meanwhile the cobra had been studying Yazi in the darkness, trying to figure out why he seemed familiar, when it hit her. "Wait a minute... you're the kid who was attacked outside the bathrooms, aren't you?"

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Yazi's ears perked up. He looked towards back to the cobra girl.

"Wait," he thought, "Does she even go to Sterling?" He certainly didn't recognize her from anywhere and she certainly wasn't in the library when the monsters attacked. The lights began to flicker vigorously, as if trying to fight off whatever had suppressed their power, but after a moment their energy faded out once more.

"How'd you hear about that?"

Even with the reports of wolves attacking students during the evening, Yazi still wasn't sure whether what he saw was some sort of some illusion as a result of epileptic delirium or some sort of psychotic episode. Whatever had attacked, it was definitely more than a plain-ol' wolf.

Participating Users

• Austin Bison* - Yazi Galatean the Red Panda
• XophPsycho - Nakara Hebi the Cobra

_*-DM