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"The Quest for Q" RPG

There once existed a guild in Gaia's GGN.
This guild was called "The Original Gay Guild".
In this guild, roleplays were allowed, however, they had to be approved first. Either everyone in the guild had no interest to rp, or this rule scared off a lot of potential rps, but regardless of what caused the lack of RPs, there was a mutual consensus that the guild needed an rp now.

That roleplay was put together rather quickly, pulled from an expierenced roleplayer's a**. And the pulling of hair hurt, needless to say.

The RP story was simple. The guild members would play only as their avatars, in a fantasy setting.
They would quest to rescue a bisexual individual who was trapped inside an evil castle ruled by equally evil King and Queen.
The only problem about this kingdom, however, was that the Bisexual- JD - was the King and Queen's son.

This made rescue rather difficult, since the Rulers could do whatever they wanted with their son, and rightly so.

Many rescue attempts were made to the castle, since JD was a particularly handsome individual, but all failed.

So now there was a new quest, a new group of heroes.

Part of the pack of rescuers just wanted to marry or otherwise "have" JD for themselves. Another part was actually interested in what happened to him, and wanted to save JD from his parents' evil doings.

The last part of the pack was just like any other- coveted in mystery. Really stereotypical these days, but hey, those type of characters are fun to roleplay.

Anyway, that was the story the guild occupants decided on. But the roleplayers were a little obsessed.
JD was an actual person, and the whole story for the RP was derived from truth- albeit heavily stretched- and the players began to think they were actually their avatars, and they had to save the real JD.

You are one of these people. You drive, fly, or however you will to save JD while you RP your actions.

Going through Gaia, your avatar does its thing, and then hours later you get off your chair and decide to do something.

Will the rescuers arrive at their destination?
Will the nerds get to the fabled land of Tulsa, Oklahoma?
Will the Gay Guild ever be the same afterward?

RULES

Okay, basically, this is how you roleplay.

You are roleplaying two characters.

You have your avatar, and then you have yourself.
Your avatar can be whatever you want it to be, as long as it looks like your avatar, and is not god-like.
For example, a half dragon half unicorn who can control the life and death of anything is unacceptable.

For yourself, you are roleplaying... You. In fact, you aren't really even roleplaying yourself, it's more like thinking of a real life situation to put yourself in.
You can bend some things about you, but please don't make anything up.
For example, you can't be a mage. Magic is not accepted in the real world.
In all likelihood, it'd be awesome if you just acted like yourself.

The way this roleplay is set up, it starts out with your avatar questing for JD in the castle.
This is like a normal RP.
You don't necassarily have to play as yourself walking away from the computer to eat or anything in the beginning.

I'd like to see that we get to atleast three pages of regular avatar rping before we get into the real world obsessive stuff.

For your avatar posts, please be descriptive. Or try to be.
For example, here is a post that will be heavily looked down upon:

*He walked down the street, swinging his sword*

Instead, a "better" post would be:

*Bob walked down the streets as he swung his sword, his leather boots padding softly on the gravel while he pretended to slay invisible monsters*
(No pun intended, Ryan.)

So in essense, it's better that you try to add what your character is wearing, feeling, and doing, as opposed to simply what your character is doing.

CHARACTERS

To join this RP, simple post the following form here before you post:




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Avatar name: JoVo
Real Name: JoV(ani)
Real Occupation: Security Officer
Brief Real History: Born in Miami to Catholic family. Abandoned orthodox religion and travelled down the hidden path. Went to Tulane University. Fought with family, abandoned home, and dropped out of school to become a self-dependent rebel. Once successful, returned to school.
Real Age: 21


Avatar name: Mick [Asthmaboy]
Real Name: Steve
Real Occupation: Best Buy Cashier
Brief Real History: Went to school, got good grades in elementary, started slacking off in middle school, started not caring about school, came out to friends and fam in sophomore year, now in junior year of high school.
Real Age: 16


Avatar name: Invisible Monsters
Real Name: Ryan
Real Occupation: Manager of a Hot Topic in the mall (the really big one, not the cruddy little mall)
Brief Real History: Grew up in a (kind of) little town called Tulsa. He lived with his grandmother since he was five and went to public schools. There was this vaguely obnoxious, chatty girl that constantly tried to talk to him, but he wasn't interested until the day she had JD with her. After much bribery and blackmail, he convince JD to go out with him, only to be thwarted by JD's evil parents.
Real Age: 22


Avatar name: Pell
Real Name: Thomas...or Pell. A lot of people call me Pell now.
Real Occupation: Substitute teacher, retail
Brief Real History:
I Graduated Highschool with crappy grades. But when I took the SAT I scored surprisngly well and got into Cal. Yay me. Then some other stuff happened and um....yeah...even more stuff. And now I am what I am.
Real Age: 42?


Avatar name: tahariel
Real Name: ria
Real Occupation: college student and cashier at suncoast video
Brief Real History: ...born, grew, dated, will die.
Real Age: 19


Avatar name: pinnipedbuddy
Real Name: Julie
Real Occupation: High school student
Brief Real History: Was always considered "different". Eventually realized she was gay. Secretly kisses girls. Cautiously looks forward to death.
Real Age: 16


Avatar name: Petals of Poison
Real Name: Vance Edwards. But nicknamed Petals
Real Occupation: College Student, Aspiring Actor/Model, Waiter at the Cheesecake Factory
Brief Real History: A young man with a complex history. His mother disappeared when he was 5 years old and his father is a drunk at a local bar. He went through school, never really doing anything. With his charismatic personality and mystic charm, Petals was always able to talk his way out of a bad grade, or just smile to get out of trouble. After high school, Petals got accepted into an awesome university due to his teacher's little embelishments on Reccomendation Letters. Now, the real world beats him up on a regular basis. Classes, being rejected in auditions, working at the Cheesecake Factory. Mindless events, wishing he could do something more.
Real Age: 20



Avatar name: Ziko ( [Q] )
Real Name: Q
Real Occupation: Student, replacement stablehand
Brief Real History: Bipolar, sado-masochistic teenager. What else do you need to know? Bisexual.
Real Age: 17


Avatar name: Catspaw
Real Name: Jack/JD
Real Occupation: Comic book shop cashier/waiter
Brief Real History: He grew up under the over-protective care of his right wing, bible thumping, baptists-posing-as-catholics parents in small Louisianna town. Around his freshman year in high school, he moved to Tulsa, got a good excuse to be moody (bipolar), and discovered the joys of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. His parents became tyrants.
Real Age: 18


Avatar name: Vague
Real Name: Ethan Miguel S-
Real Occupation: Unemployed
Brief Real History: Born in Bogotá Colombia, adopted and raised by White People in the United States( Massachusetts). Adept at tests, keen observer, some martial arts. Came out gay in High School. Aspiring actor, holds an A.A. in Musical Theatre. Currently unemployed and living in Boston.
Real Age: Old as Dirt.


Avatar name: CraftyUnicorn
Real Name: Starla (yes, I'm serious)
Real Occupation: Comic book shop/cashier at an office suplly store/student
Brief Real History: Born to a hippie and a musician who divorced when she was two, she had the joy (sarcasm) of dealing with her mothers various boyfriends. She was very shy until high school when she realized that the cool kids didn't have some secret, they just talked more. She met a wonderful little goth boy who taught her all the joys of videogames and comic books. She moved out of her mother's house several times, but finally livers her little goth boy in a tiny apartment/duplex with her three cats and two dogs.
Real Age: 22

Ziko had long a go fallen asleep under the shelter of a nearby tree.

The others had been talking about random crap, and he had, simply put, gotten bored.

His hands were behind his head, black glasses slipping down his nose as he breathed in and out quietly.

Ziko's weretail was relaxed on the grass, near where his cigerette had fallen.

In his sleep, he had dreamt of a fantastic tale where he was some depraved soul seeking guidance. It somehow ended up where he had won a romance with a guy named Isiah.

He was making out with the man in his dream when a leaf fell on his nose, causing the man to sneeze, his romani glasses falling to the ground.

With a disgruntled look, he sat up and put the glasses back on his face. After a few moments of rubbing his nose, he asked, "So, which way are we supposed to be going? It's been like an hour since we stopped."

The poor guy sneezed again into his hand.

"Must be allergic to something in that dumb leaf," he thought to himself while he picked up his cig and got up, putting the cancer stick in his mouth before dusting himself off.

As Mick walks to the shopping center (because what platinum-blonde gay guy doesn't like to shop?), he encounters a few people: Invisible Monters, Nadia(M) and tahariel, all of them say a quick hi and Mick gives a quick high back, giving a disgusting little sneer at each one because he thinks of himself as higher than all the others.

He keeps walking for about fifteen minutes til he gets to where he wants to go, the Westville Plaza. While browsing a few underground music stores in the plaza, he stops to take a look in a window of a nearby offensive t-shirt store, of which he doesn't care about and decides to head home.

[[Vague: YOU FORGOT TO PUT THESE BRACKETS AROUND YOUR POST!!!! razz

Also, are we allowed to make up names of places as we go, so to set up out atmosphere for everyone? I st up a name for a shopping mall, so I think I'll bold it so everyone will remember it.]]

JoVo stood in a fighting stance. He looked around him and lifted his pitchfork to protect his masked face. With his right hand he readjusted his clips. Freaking things won't stay attached, he thought.

From his right, a furious white-skinned creature jumped at him. JoVo turned around quickly and stabbed through the creature's gut. The pitchfork burst into flames and began to consume the creature attached. JoVo twisted his pitchfork with both hands and thrust the creature in the direction of a girl with an awful grimace and a white flower in her hair. The girl screamed and tried to run, but she was hit by the creature and flew off the white platform and into oblivion.

JoVo stood straight up, pleased with himself.

Behind JoVo there was a flash of light, and another person appeared. He had his hands on his hips and looked sternly at JoVo's back. "We need to talk."

JoVo turned his head to the side. He put his pitchfork behind him, and the cape on his back swallowed it whole. "What about?"

"You know better than to flame other users."

JoVo scoffed. "They were being idiots. I was just showing them their position was unjustifiable." He turned around to look at the man. "I wasn't too harsh, was I?"

The man shook his head. He vanished in a second flash of light.

"Hmm. Guess not."

[[Go for it asthmaboy.]]

Ziko gave a hmph, noticing the others were ignoring him, and immediately left.

He reached in his pocket to get a lighter, and lit up his cigerette, taking a long drag as he tried to decide where to go next.

Putting the lighter away, he slammed the door to Barton Town closed and walked down the hall, looking at labels.

Extended Discussion.

It always had some mode of entertainment.
The stupid people just seemed to flourish around there.

Smoke beginning to follow Ziko as he walked into the large atmosphere, the gaian blinked his one visible eye a few times, trying to discern stupidity from intelligence in the huge forum.

It wasn't long before the silver-haired man gave up on the idea and started walking through random throngs of people, finally running into a man with a halo. Wearing red.

"What the hell, JoVo?" he stammered, stopping and looking around at the goings on.

Biting his cig with his teeth in the thought of JoVo being in ED made Ziko want to gag.

"I thought you didn't hang around here anymore!"

[[...and first person is good, right?]]

"You know, I never really liked this hat that Im wearing", I used to say. But to think about it, it goes well with my slippers and bowtie, no?
What does everybody else in the group think about my hat?

And I hope I'm not too slutty with just the speedo, I do personally like it though.