-#-#-Killing Time-#-#- (Sign-ups)
OK, now that some semblance of life has returned to this place, I'm gonna throw out an idea that literally just came to be minutes ago. Ahem...
You're probably expecting one of my usual long-winded introductions, huh? Some jabber about the Universe and how man ties into it, or a facet of it?
Sorry, but that's not gonna happen this time. Because, simply put, there IS no Universe. Not the one we know, anyway...
Confused already, huh? I'll try and explain: See, the Universe as we know it is made of three things: space, time, and dimensions. We still have the dimensions, and the space occupying them, but we don't have the time. Not all of it, anyway. In fact, very little.
OK, OK, I'll put it out on the table for you: Time as we know it is broken. Busted. It's stopped running.
It started about three weeks ago... Hell, it's STILL starting, technically. The date was August 27th. It still is. I got up, went to work, came home, went to bed, the usual shebang. Then, the next morning, I wake up, feeling some kinda deja vu feeling. I don't think much of it until I turn on the car radio, and I hear something about the date being August 27th. Again.
Yeah... You get it now, right? Some people were panicking, but most of us were just stumped. But it was true - every clock looked like it had the previous day at that time, every TV show, movie, and radio station was tuned into the same stuff... Even astronomers confirmed it by comparing the positions of the Earth, Sun, and Moon!
Nobody knew what to do, and tried to ignore it, hoping by the next day it'd have passed. But nope, the next day was the same. And so was the next day, and the next, and the next...
Anarchy broke out. People had no clue what was going on or how to fix it, and despite people noticing the phenomenon, their bodies no longer aged and inanimate objects continued to resume their previous positions day after day. Even people found themselves suddenly back where they started whenever the cycle reset itself, which seemed to be approximately 1:47:26 AM EST.
So now, after three weeks of the most fucked up thing mankind has ever seen - three weeks of people barricading themselves in houses, churches, strongholds, anything they could find... I finally managed to escape and move on to the 4th of September.
How did I do it? How did I escape, and why did I skip an entire week?
The second question, I can't answer. The first one, though, I can:
I killed someone.
KILLING TIME
OK, peons, there's your basic plot: Time has come to a standstill, so to speak. The Earth is somehow stuck in the past (moreso than usual, anyway), and the only way to move forward is by killing people.
But with each passing moment, the future (the 'present') is changing. For the worse, for the better... It's all being altered. It's a race against time, so to speak: The only way to move into the present is through death. Why? How? And will this be only a temporary necessity or a permant need - the bartering of others' lives in order to live your own?
The only way to find out is to play...
STOP READING RIGHT NOW.
If you, like me, are an impatient fucktarded illiterate bum that is rushing to the sign-up, hold on - this RPG has rules.
RULE #1: This RPG is set in REAL TIME. So, while most RPG's can up and die when people stop posting, this one can't; at the most, after several months, one player can make a comeback and actually claim their 'victory,' in essence 'winning the game.'
RULE #2: Killing people makes you jump forward a relative amount of time (by relative, I mean that the longer you go without killing someone, the farther into the future you'll jump.). There is no set amount of time (or set location where you wind up immediately after killing/dying), but at least this way if you're gone for awhile, you'll be able to catch up.
RULE #3: Obviously, we can target each other. Killing makes you jump into the future. BEING KILLED, however, puts you in a past time. So watch you you befriend, and never drop your guard.
RULE #4: Kills between players must be agreed on - there's not gonna be any godmodding here.
RULE #5: You must put your time and location at the start of each post. This is more a courtesy than a rule, but it also serves me a purpose so I know when and where everyone is, and thus when the RPG is ready to be moved onwards to new phases.
Those are the rules. Abide by them or you'll be booted out.
And before you ask, no, killing yourself over and over won't put you in the future. Since you're both dying AND killing, you will accomplish nothing but create a time paradox. And time paradoxes are... let's say, not good...
SIGN-UP SHEET
Name: (Your name, you dumbass.)
Gender: (Are you a guy, girl, Siamese twins, what-have-you?)
Age: (How old you are.)
Morality: (Are you good ["I have to try and fix whatever's going on."], neutral ["I gotta stay alive, sorry."], or evil ["I can do whatever I fucking well please! YEEHAH!"]?)
Time: (The time you're in at the start of the RPG.)
Kills-Deaths: (How many people have you whacked/how many times have you bought it yourself?)
Location: (The place you're in at the start of the RPG.)
Appearance: (What you look like.)
Personality: (What you act like.)
History: (Not that we care about your past, but go ahead and put something here if you want.)
Weapons/Powers: (Time being fucked up might give you some weird new abilities related to the timespace continuum... or something... Whatever, just put what your primary means of banhammering people in the RPG here.)
Relationships: (Interested in anyone? Put it here.)
Other: (Other.)
EDIT: Here's my sign-up:
Name: Roy Budokai
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Morality: Good-neutral
Time: August 19th
Kills-Deaths: 0-2
Location: Central Florida
Appearance: Roy is a weird-looking motherfucker if ever there was one. He's about 5'10" and 165 lbs., with a slight tan and a lean build. His clothes are just bizarre, though: He wears green shorts, a tank top of the same color, and he prefers walking around barefoot to wearing sneakers, which he usually keeps tied around his waist in case he runs into a 'No shoe, no shirt, no service' stipulation. His eyes are mismatched, with the left one a bright green and the right one a bright blue; both are usually obscured by his 'goggles': sunglasses with an orange-y tint that he has strapped rubber onto, making them look like some type of goggles more than normal sunglasses. When not in use, the goggles are removed from his eyes, strapped instead around his wild, stringy red hair. He wears a bunch of weird wrist straps and bracelets, and he has a small Triforce pendant suspended from a thin chain around his neck.
Personality: Roy Budokai is a lazy, easygoing guy by nature. He talks strangely sometimes, and usually wimps out of confrontations, but he's a good guy at heart. He's OBSESSED with video games, though, and he knows more than a little about both them andthe technology they run on. As a result, he's a computer whiz of sorts, able to hack computers and fix broken electronics pretty easily. In general, if it has buttons, Roy will play with it for hours and hours; he currently holds the world record for longest amount of time spent playing video games without stopping (47 hours and 28 minutes trying to beat Battletoads for the NES).
History: Nothing here, sorry: His parents aren't divorced, he lives in a fine house, goes to school (and sucks at it, usually)... Nothing really worth mentioning... He played on his big brother's old Atari 7800 and NES as a kid when he was 2 and a half; from then on, he was addicted to video games, trying out and playing every game he could get his hands on, selling them for new ones, taking them apart... He wants to design his own video games someday, but his lack of an educational stepladder is kinda hindering that. He'll be lucky to get a job at Microsoft swapping Ringed Xbox 360's at his current rate.
Anyway, come the second August 27th, Roy noticed something screwy as soon as he booted up his DS and realized his game of Pokemon Diamond hadn't been saved from yesterday. After that, he learned about the time crisis, and later on (so to speak), he started hearing rumors about killing people and winding up in different times... It made no sense to him...
Until the fourth day, that is. His throat was slit from behind; he'd never felt such a strange sensation. It should have been agonizingly painful, but all it did was make him feel really tired... He thought he was a goner, but as soon as he blacked out, he found himself wide awake in the middle of downtown Las Vegas. After a short stint trying to find out what had happened, he noticed it was suddenly five days EARLIER.
He knew that he'd heard the truth about killing people and moving to different times now; before he could make much sense of it, though, he felt a bullet rip through his heart. Now it was THREE days earlier. Yet he'd only arrived in this place and time a few hours ago...
Weapons/Powers: Roy's currently unarmed and is seeking a weapon - his pocketknife and his DS Lite aren't going to do him much good against a thug armed with a nailbat.
Relationships: Roy's parents, and his bigger brother. He has no real love interest (Duh.) If anybody wants the elder Budokai boy, go ahead.
Other: His favorite video game is The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess.
~Blade
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sorry bout that, I had a feeling it might be a no but it was worth a shot lol
