I'd like to create a DBZ RPG, but i already made a thread (I'm new...really sorry...) But it doesn't have ny DBGT Stuff (i might add that) and it had some stuff from DB, and there's a few changes. Planet Vegeta's still there and all the saiyans are on it. if anybody likes it and i get permission, i'll give the first few a little pl boost. i hope u vote ^_^
Originally posted by Demarthli'm in
[b]Ecto RPGThe year 2061.. the past decade has been massacre, desolate of life and constant war.
10 years ago, scientist, liek they always do, work day and night on new technologies, some beneficial, others not so beneficial. This fate ridden evening brought the entire civilization of our worlds continent (yes only one continent) crashing down to a pile of rubble and chaos.
as scientists worked on a new weapon, pushed to work harder by their controlling power - freak Army leaders, the toiled continuously over more mass destruction weapons, making them bigger, better .... or some would say, worse. Besides the usual megatonne bomb, the teams had developed new technology, a weapon that could wipe out an enemy army but keep everything else in tact, as modern weaponry goes it was all electreical discharge weapons, plasma cannons and laser guns, this weapon targeted each and every one of those weapons, and turned it into a plasma grenade.
The Ectoplasmic bomb was a human plasma powered device, fused with emp and a little viral hacking, it targeted electrical devices, energy sources, of any kind forcing them to charge and backfire onto their carrier, tests had been run and the weapon was nearl a complete success, only minor glitches occured.
Typically being war hungry the Generals were not satisfied, they wanted it more powerful, to charge and backfire enough to not just nullify the weapon but to incinerate their opponents, and so the scientists toiled over the weapon. Theres a problem with making additions to anything, programs, weapons, cars, anything, they're called 'bugs' an unexpected occurance within the addition tht causes minor, or major problems, well... the weapon had a bug with its more powerful addition... overlooked as minor, the bug manifested and took control of the weapon, the unknowing scientists continued to work, until something triggered.
The weapon set off, exploding instantly like a nuclear warhead, incinerating the entire facility within seconds, poisoning everyone and everything for 200 miles around, radiation kicked in and mutilated biological beings, killing hundreds of thousands of people in the radius, but the massacre was not over, the weapon had only initiated the first of two steps, first the nuclear explosion. The second phase initiated, the mushroom cloud seemed to explode again.. but it did not grow bigger, it dissappeared as quick as it appeared, the bomb had imploded! pulling the wreck of the facility into nothingness, sucking at the radiation and fire until it was gone.. an utter silence loomed over the world... 200 square miles dead and nothing to show for it.
All of a sudden a hemisphere began to appear from the center of the blast area, growing double in size every second, this was the true nature of the weapon, the ecto plasmic wave had begun, searing across the land, increasing in size 25 meters, 50 , 100, 1 mile, 2 the hemisphere did not stop in power, still growing rapidly 200 miles, 300, 600! it had swalowed the entire continent in a matter of minutes, unlike typical radiation this sphere did not kill the millions of people it consumed, the ectoplasmic radiation mutatted life forms, tearing people apart and re fusing them in different ways torturing the souls of every man woman and child it came across.
well, needless to say a more people died there then the world could handle, notthat there was a sane person alive to control the world, a minute group of people so small, that it would not make a dent on the massacre survived unharmed, somehow, a little more then that survived, but were mutated in different ways, managing to hold onto their sanity, although somehwat effected by the massacre, compared to the minute amount of survivors, billions upon billions of other beings, mutated, lost their minds, and souls fighting each other for no reason, kiling their own family and friends, you called call them zombies, but they weren't quite undead, living tissue, just no mind or soul, a pointless lifeform bent on killing anything.
some of these ... things... were smart... some strong .. the rest just dumb... the smart ones, they took control.. using the others as an army for their satisfaction of death fighting other mass suicidal armies... the strong ones only seemed to fight and live, unstoppable juggernaut's plowing through crowds of bloodthirsty creatures, the worst part of this was, after a war, the victorius army collected each part of every dead being... picked up each limb and scrap of meat... they had learnt to fuse parts, combine them with cyborg technology.. somehow they kept they parts alive with animatronic limbs.. making bigger armies nastier soldiers.
It seemed that this could only happen in a nightmare, but it had happened.
That was ten years ago, I was nine back then, innocent, chasing girls, climbing trees and making fires in the woods near my home, days lost, never to be seen again, now, at age 19 i sitll live on, i was one of the mutated ones, that kept their sanity... my mutation? not so great... I have ... a big head...no, really big its illogical i can stand... the strange thing is, I'm not super smart, al this brain and a typical IQ, why do i have a gigantic head.. i guess it was down to what i wanted to do when i was 9, i watched the old kung fu films, the old martial artists flying around moving at incredible speed... my mutation somehow, gave me every martial skill possible, i sitll dont know how much i can do, i find new things everyday.
Enough about me, more about the situation, I thought, after the blast everyone was dead, i had lost friends and family, my brothers survived, one unharmed, the other mutated like me, a few of my friends too, seemed we all had something unique in our generations that stopped us losing sanity, we banded together, took what we could carry, and protected ourselves, we had to kill some of our own families to survive, mindless beasts tearing at us like we were nothing, a horrible thought, but true. We travelled for miles upon miles searching for other people, we found a few stragglers, on our way, managing to keep more beasts at bay.
after weeks of searching, we had a just over a dozen people, some seriously wounded, traumatised and weary we found what seemed like a bunker, a large facility that was once used by scientists... hmm.. they tested drugs on animals here.. the facility was surpisingly empty, it must have been cleared out and shut down for the scientist to work on weapons, we rested in the facilities top section for a feww hours.. silently waiting, wondering what would happen to us.
after about four or five hours of rest we heard voices, jokingly pretending were going insane we laughed it off, but the voices grew stronger, and footsteps joined the voices
"what if they're... zombies sarge?" one voice exclaimed
"thats why we carry these mp5's trooper! now getcher ass out there an takea looksie" the voice of the sargeant demanded
looking about nervously we couldnt pinpoint the location of the voices, wondering if we were to be murdered by humans with sanity, we waited for movemnt, a glimpse of someone, then someone appeared, a young woman, tall slender with long red har flowing, suited in kevlar and camoflage wielding a sub machine gun form the old wars she looked at us, hopeing we wouldnt savage her i guess.
"um...hi there?" I said
the girl jumped wearily at the fact we were sane
"they're.. normal sarge!" the girl called back to the person
a voice shouted back in excitement!
"say what!?! then get 'em the 'ell down 'ere bef're dem goddamn zombies chew yer face off!"
following the girl down from where they came, the facility went underground, winding stairs seemd to continue for eternity, until we stopped, a gigantic steel door, must have been at least a foot thick, it groaned under stress of its own weight is giant cogs churned and dragged it slightly open
"yer lucky to 'ave survived!" the sarge grinned, typical cigar hangin out of his mouth
"us and a few other people grouped together and found this place, we grabbed everything we could in the area and made this our home, were safe from the attacks down here at least" the girl smiled, strangely upbeat and cheerful about the situation.
"make yerselves at 'ome" the sarge said
"we're glad to have more people, an by the looks of it yer a strong lot, can ya fight em with us?" he questioned
" sure, i guess, i mean the more people fight together theb etter the chances right?" one of my brothers said in confusion.
well, that was about 6 months ago, since then our relationships have grown steady, a few more people have come, we hide out down here and plan startegies, set up teams and rush out to fight groups of the mindless people, this is where you join in, we need your help to fight them and take back our land!
((hows that fer a rpg introduction? 😊 )) [/B]
this is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo stupid!!!!!
hehe just kidding it's interesting enough to get into i'm all for it just give me some more info..my email is [email protected] ok!
Actually I was waiting to see what kind of story the players wanted and set it there to see if everyone thought it was cool. 😮 This sort of game could be set almost anywhere on Earth. Also I didn't want to give too much away. For now, though, I was thinking of an Urban game, maybe streets of L.A. Cities are hell for most Werewolves. The Weaver and the Wyrm are everywhere generated by various human evils. Riots, gang wars garbage, waste, smog, and destruction of coastal habitats for housing developments and an ever present search for water. Another thing about the city that will cause your average nature-loving Garou discomfort. The entire City was built against the grain of Nature, in an environment that normally couldn't sustain human life, sucking water and resources away from other places, among them Caerns (sacred places to the Garou) in order to feed the scab... Besides rooting out human evils and monster slaying this game has the potential for intertribal warfare with Urban werewolves and Wild werewolves clashing.