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Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome!

This is Our Avatars in a Room, in which this thread is the figurative Room, and our forum avatars represent the characters we play. This is a text-based RPG with the rules being:

1) Stay in character. To make a non-character comment, preface it with "OOC:"
2) Rule of Cool
3) Rule of Fun
4) Do not write actions or descriptions that remove control from another player's character (though you can do stuff like superglue them to the ceiling, or throw a punch at them, etc)

Oh, and:
5) Never call the mods (Except in cases of extreme METHUL BAWKSES).

The previous OAiaR began after the first edition died of METHUL BAWKSES, and 3,900+ pages later died of plot fatigue and player apathy.
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*On superficial inspection, the Room is a simple rockcrete box, with no windows and one metal industrial-style blast door*

*One tired looking soldier sits in a corner, chewing a block of something from a ration pack and cuddling his gun for comfort*
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Illinois

OOC: I'M BAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, so a few things.

In February, I left Dakka. I did not want to be here anymore, but today, I just couldn't resist coming back.

I hope things are still awesome here.

INSANE army lists still available!!!! Now being written in 8th edition format! I have Index Imperium 1, Index Imperium 2, Index Xenos 2, Codex Orks Codex Tyranids, Codex Blood Angels and Codex Space Marines!
PM me for an INSANE (100K+ points) if you desire.
 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

OOC: Glad to see you back! Things are going on as normal, flame, rage, salt, and recently the odd spot of praise for GW. Why did you leave?
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Illinois

 Selym wrote:
OOC: Glad to see you back! Things are going on as normal, flame, rage, salt, and recently the odd spot of praise for GW. Why did you leave?


When I think back to why, I just can't remember. That aside, it's good to be back.

No, I wasn't banned. (or Baned)

INSANE army lists still available!!!! Now being written in 8th edition format! I have Index Imperium 1, Index Imperium 2, Index Xenos 2, Codex Orks Codex Tyranids, Codex Blood Angels and Codex Space Marines!
PM me for an INSANE (100K+ points) if you desire.
 
   
Made in us
Guardsman with Flashlight





Right behind you, all the time

I am here to purge heretics.

FIX BAYONETS!!!
 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*The soldier stands to attention, clearly surprised*

Sir!
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Illinois

OOC: Let's get this thread going

BIC: *Badrukk, Marla Gilmore, and Murray the Cat and his kitty friends walk in*
BADRUKK: Just got back from the island in the Specific Ocean which housed Belly Jellicus. Or used to. Now all the Belly Jellicus is gone! As if someone picked the island clean of it!

*looks around*

MARLA: Where is everybody?

MURRAY THE CAT: Meow. [Is there a room that my kitty friends can go to?]

INSANE army lists still available!!!! Now being written in 8th edition format! I have Index Imperium 1, Index Imperium 2, Index Xenos 2, Codex Orks Codex Tyranids, Codex Blood Angels and Codex Space Marines!
PM me for an INSANE (100K+ points) if you desire.
 
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Illinois

OOC: I'm in College now, so I won't be in here as often as I would like to be. But I will try to make regular appearances.

INSANE army lists still available!!!! Now being written in 8th edition format! I have Index Imperium 1, Index Imperium 2, Index Xenos 2, Codex Orks Codex Tyranids, Codex Blood Angels and Codex Space Marines!
PM me for an INSANE (100K+ points) if you desire.
 
   
Made in us
Guardsman with Flashlight





Right behind you, all the time

Where did you get that gun and here is your issued lasgun

FIX BAYONETS!!!
 
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Illinois

 Commissar of love wrote:
Where did you get that gun and here is your issued lasgun


BADRUKK: Are you talking about Da Rippa? *aims at the wall* I bet if I fire Da Rippa at the wall, then I can open up a secret room that Murray and his kitty friends can hide in.

Besides, Da Rippa and my Flash Gitz' Snazzgunz have been much improved, thanks to the Starfleet Ensign I enslaved.

MARLA: My name is Marla Gilmore.

BADRUKK: Right.

MURRAY THE CAT: Meow! [Fire the gun, Badrukk!]

*Badrukk fires Da Rippa, and a portal opens up*

BADRUKK: See, what did I tell you? FLASH GITZ! MARLA! MURRAY! INTO THE SECRET ROOM NOW! And make sure to close the portal with your phaser, Marla!

*we go in, Marla fires her phaser, and the portal closes. Badrukk's krew are now in the secret room. [inside the brackets] cannot be heard, but outside the brackets can be heard*

[Holy Crap!] That wor[ked!]
[Yep. Seems just like the] old secret room.
[Meow] [Let's rig the teleporter]
[Kaptin, I thought we came] here for target practice.
[Found our target] practice!

*sounds of gunfire can be heard all around you*

INSANE army lists still available!!!! Now being written in 8th edition format! I have Index Imperium 1, Index Imperium 2, Index Xenos 2, Codex Orks Codex Tyranids, Codex Blood Angels and Codex Space Marines!
PM me for an INSANE (100K+ points) if you desire.
 
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*a lightning bolt impacts the ground just outside the Room, and after the flash of light fades a golden armored figure can be seen staring at the Room silently*
*the figure stands up, sheaths the two axes that they're carrying, and begins striding towards the Room*

OOC:
Back after taking some time away from the Room MK2 to think about some things.

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*The mist in the Guardsman's head clears*

*Stands up*

What are we all doing here?


OOC: God I've been gone a long while. I hope everyone is still alive.

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2018/01/22 10:23:08


 
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

[the pumpkin just grins silently in a corner].

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in gb
Steady Dwarf Warrior






“Anywhere t’get a decent pint in ‘ere?” asked the rather fierce looking dwarf, who nobody had noticed on account of not looking down.
“That one of they newfangled hand-cannons from the engineer’s Guild, eh?” he asks the guardsman, snatching his lasgun up for inspection. “Working out all right for ye?”

Klinka na Karak! Grund a na Grungron! Az a na Ankor!
‘A pick for the earth, a hammer for the anvil, and an axe for everything else!’ 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

"It's doing pretty alright, I managed to heat a can of beans with it."

*The Guardsman looks down at his lasgun, wistfully*

"Sergeant Malik's the name, fighting aliens is my game!"

*extends a friendly hand*
   
Made in gb
Steady Dwarf Warrior






Pulling the trigger snapped a red bruise in the steel ceiling before the dwarf carefully returned the gun.
He turned to Malik and gave him a friendly, knuckle cracking handshake.
“Aliens?” he laughed. “Foreigners, eh? Can’t trust ‘em! Name’s Thrang, I’m an ironfinder for clan Thunderforge. Been hunting trolls in the uplands, tracked it through one o’ these new realmgates an’ ended up ‘ere.”

OOC: I have no idea if I’m writing in first person or if I’m doing it in past tense or what, haha!

Klinka na Karak! Grund a na Grungron! Az a na Ankor!
‘A pick for the earth, a hammer for the anvil, and an axe for everything else!’ 
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

[The pumpkin giggles]

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

Ooc: It's usually easiest to "talk" in first person and *act* in third

Bic:

"Trolls? Don't know about no trolls, but I've been on the run from some Orks for a while now."

*Lovingly strokes the Lasgun, causing some dirt to fall off revealing the words 'Hot Food Machine' etched onto the side*
   
Made in gb
Steady Dwarf Warrior






“Ah, orcs” Thrang said knowingly. One of the axes on his belt read ‘Orc Knee Opener’ in angular runes.
He frowned at the pumpkin and stomped over to it.
“Fruit! Ugh, can’t stand the stuff. It’s spelt with a c not a k, by the way...”
Carefully lifting the lid of the pumpkin, he peered inside...

Klinka na Karak! Grund a na Grungron! Az a na Ankor!
‘A pick for the earth, a hammer for the anvil, and an axe for everything else!’ 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

"I've only ever seen it spelt with a 'k'."

"Where is this place?"
   
Made in gb
Steady Dwarf Warrior






“What, this place?” Thrang waves his gauntleted hand around vaguely, taking in the steel walled room. He looked bemused at the guardsmen for a moment. “This ‘ere stone box; ferro-granulate rockcrete blocks, surmounted by four hundred gauge reinforced titanium steel wi’ vanadium chrome plated rivets. THAT is where we are, laddo!” He finished, with a certainty only a dwarf could manage.
He lit a pipe filled with a mixture of ground coal and grubby brown leaves, which emitted a fug of dark smoke.
“I wonder if they built air vents” he mused, tapping a wall with the butt of his hammer.

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Klinka na Karak! Grund a na Grungron! Az a na Ankor!
‘A pick for the earth, a hammer for the anvil, and an axe for everything else!’ 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

"oh hey... this place has sure gone down market.. where the pool, kitchen and indoor tank parking gone?

Got right address right?"

*looks round the place wondering where the old one with a fully fitted kitchen, medical center, bar, parking, garages, barracks and workshops went...


Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in us
Longtime Dakkanaut





Looking for the Rest of the II Legion

*Aetare enters the room, tattered rags covering the scavenged remnants of his power armor*

“Not a soul in the world...”


 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

"Oh.. A space Marine here too., I guess this is a imperial planet now. "

*looks round and heads out returning with some crudely chopped up tree chunk to have a chair*

"glad I brought a power sword"

Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in us
Longtime Dakkanaut





Looking for the Rest of the II Legion

“I’ll assume you’re a friend and share your gladness. That looks quite sharp.”

*Aetare leans against the wall and draws a small obsidian blade, sharpening it against his shoulder pad.


 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*eyes up the Space Marine*

Well. I guess my regiment failed, then.
   
Made in us
Longtime Dakkanaut





Looking for the Rest of the II Legion

*The old astartes meets his gaze*

“You needn’t worry. There won’t be any more like me to follow.”


 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

"That's probably not a good thing, but whatever."

*opens up an MRE for munching*
   
Made in us
Longtime Dakkanaut





Looking for the Rest of the II Legion

“I’m perplexed. Who are you, again?”

*gestures towards the stranger


 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

married to a guardsman... That armour truly is useless...

Might as well wear cardboard.

Who are you?

No one did introductions...

*digs through MRE box disappointed at the rations being guardsman standard and sighs*

Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
 
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