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 Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 9:32 am
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 Now here's an interesting subject.... lets take the world as we know it now. Now add in all the mythological sentient creatures from fantasy, elves, giants, dwarves, lizard men, etc, let them exist with the humans, no erase the whole racial thing like you see in all those movies that make on race act like they're superior with the others. None of that in this story. Next Apply a location.... New York City. what better choice then a bustling city, never sleeping. quite the intresting concoction doncha think? well we're not done yet. add in a timeline. lets make it the not so distant future of the present. yeah, hover cars, advance tech, holo screens, all that jazz. to pinpoint it lets choose the year. 2155. the people of Earth have already been terraforming distant planets. but other worlds aren't are focus in this. now that I set up the stage lets get to the point of this tale. in the year 2105 a glove was developed that was mainly designed for industrial worker use. The Spark Glove, designed by an unknown source, and patented. this glove allows the wearer to conjurer whatever he can focus on thinking in reality. for example from out of his glove he can create a tool or hand or weapon, or even an object. the harder the focus the more they can create. because of this what normally comes out fo a spark gloves represents the wearer's way of thinking. a brutish tihnking character can easily conjure up a giant spiked hammer rather then a small wrench or hand. and vice versa for the opposite kinda person. the glove uses the manipulation of light, electricity, and electromagnetic waves to make what comes to mind material. it could be used to reach places a normal person couldn't reach nor robots. like say working on screwing in a small panel in the midst of dangerous wires. After 10 years later, in a certain warehouse the workers out of boredom created a game with the equipment. using personal shields as protection, they could brawl it out or race to goals to see was the best. Originally this was misuse of industrial tools but instead being stopped it started catching on in the city, then the state, country, and 20 years later, the world. it grew immensely popular and was given the name "Sparx" soon it became an Olympic sport. the game recieved its own stadiums across the worlds and a massive fanbase and teams off all kinds. What was once seen as tool, the Spark Glove was now seen as a must have for the public. Now the thing is. as famous as it has become, the story doesn't direct to the sanctioned stadiums and matches you see on TV or get tickets for. No, its directed to not so nice version of it. Street Sparx is as the name suggests, playing Sparx in the streets of the city, the alleys, the rooftops, on, in, and around multiple buildings. or the even more challenging, construction sites. No surprise this sport is illegal. so the game either ends when one side loses or the cops makes an unwelcomed visit then it turns into a free for all to avoid jail time. now every two years a tournament is held by an unknown sponsor. the prize: $500,000 and fame and bragging rights to the city that their team is king of the games. some go in it for the money, some go in it for the fame. others do it for both. and some people just do it for the fun of playing the game. This story focuses on the saga of a small rookie team, that made appears out of nowhere. all expects them to know their place soon enough, but the team thinks otherwise. In the end its all just talk, they're gonna have to prove whos right, but even under the game itself they're seems to be something sinister rising as well, in the form a another team... but hey, you won't know any more if I don't get this story started right. then let the games begin
Team Fox:
all four characters are reserved
big boss villian:
hes up for grabs if anyone wants otherwise I'll be playing him the the tale begins PM me if you want the part)
Character profile:
Gaianame:
Name:
Age (the four members of Team Fox are in high school and seniors, so the age is either 17 or 18 years old)
Personality:
Bio:
Appearance:
Glove: (you can pick a picture or describe it your choice)
Weapon: (don't be specific, talk about the type of tools, objects, or weapons that would usually be seen from your charcter's gloves.)
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 9:36 am
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Character List
Gaianame: Fox Boy Blader
Name: Jack Carver
Race: Human
Age 18
Personality: Determined, Amazing willpower and drive, sometimes over confident, if he trusts you its a garuntee, He'll believe you fully. a trickster, seems to have no fear, will do anything for the people he cares for. fun loving guy
Bio: This guy could be seen as the living example of the willpower of humans. If he wants something or believes in something, not even the end of the world would change his mind. thanks to his late Crazy grandpa and his near death training. the guy and endure the gettign hit by a semi and walk it off without so much as a limp. he uses this to his advantage. he edures the attack and learns from the foe, then thx to his quick learning he'll learn out to dodge and counter it when hes on the offensive.
Appearance: (is african American so imagine his skin darker) 
Glove:
Weapons: in normal mode will form, out electric claws over his gloves, hands that extends to great lengths, a shotgun that fires an electric-net-like blast that stuns an opponent, normally close and mid range weapons and tools other then his extending hands. and sometimes a frying pan. they're are other modes he hasn't discovered yet.
Other: He has a pet Fox named Lex
Don't let the cute face fool you when the two are together in a match his face somehow looks like his master's when they both give off that sinister looking grin when Jack is up to something or is ready to fight back. he turns out to be a tell tale showing that Jack is ready to attack. the moment you see that little Fox pop out of Jack's hoodie grinning like him, it means you better prepare for the worst. His friends got used to that tell and would always relax when it does happen cuz they'll know jack has things covered. no one knows where Jack got Lex, and Jack never bothers to tell about it. still the two are inseparable.
gaianame: Sweet Tyni
Name: Iris
Age: 18
Race: Dark Elf
Personality: Focused, independent, will flirt and seduce when she needs it to progress, always seems to work, except Jack most of the time. can be motherly at times.
Bio: 5 years ago Iris' little sister, Zephy, caught an extreme illness that left her hospital ridden ever since. there is a way to cure her but it requires an operation, unfortunately the operation is $50,000. Iris looks for the fastest way to earn that, then shes reminded of the annual Street Sparx tournament and the prizes for the winner. she signs up to win this. and looks for a team to join. but is caught by a very aggressive group that arrange a deal with her. if she follows what they say and as shes told, they will pay for her sister's operation. if she refused, then her sister would be "collateral damage". to her, Zephy is first priority, so she feels that this is all she can do at the moment.
Gloves:
Weapons normally seen: anything long range, and a kinda whip. and sometimes a broomstick
Appearance: 
Gaianame: molly the crazy angel
Name: Molly
Age: 17
Personality: kind, sweet, hyper with candy, good listener
Bio: Molly grew up in a big, but poor, family. She decided to leave home at a young age it make it easier on her family. She went to school herself and no one knew she was homeless, well one person did. A young giant named Boris became her friend and later boyfriend. She has trained herself to know all the pressure points in the body and even knows 51 ways to break a person's spine.
Appearance: 
Glove: 
Weapon: Molly doesn't like confrontation but she will fight if she needs to. Her gloves have more of an ice power and makes an ice bow staff when she needs it.
Other: she really loves candy and the cold
Gaianame: Boris_Badenov
Name: Boris Shorterthem
Race: giant
Age: 18
Personality: Loyal, not the sharpest knife in the kitchen, more serious than playful
Bio: Boris Shorterthem was born to Boris and Natasha and he was even given his father's name. They were a poor family, though they managed to send him to school. He met Molly afterwards and he fell in love with her and was happy to be joining her team of street Sparx. He met Jack and Molly years before while they were in elementary and though Jack was a joker, Boris was the more serious one, though that doesn't mean he doesn't like to play games... he just doesn't make jokes often. When the Street Sparx tournament came around, he happily signed up to win the money and was happy to have joined a team with his friends.
Appearance: 
Glove: 
Weapon: Hands, boulders,
Other: Can be greedy. Loves cats, lady bugs and rolly pollies.
Boris_Badenov
Name: Arthur Blairwood
race: Human
Age: Early 20's.
Personality: deceitful, can be honest, Likes to joke a little, tries to be well mannered most of the time
Bio: Arthur was born into a rich family, though he did not like them. They were always so rude and ill mannered, so he left them and adopted a new rich family. They took him in, not knowing he already had a family and they put him through fancy schools and annually held balls. As he got older, he joined a gang and eventaully became bosses. He met Jack at one time, and was offended by what Jack had done and had decided that he would make him and his friends suffer.
Appearance: 
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Weapon: Gun.
Other: He will pet the dog occasionally, but he will kick it when it suits him. |
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 9:12 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:03 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:10 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 10:58 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 10:07 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 3:38 pm
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(lol I'll take care of it. Now lets begin.)
........... we look into a dark room. the only thing lit was were a set of numbers on the wall that said 6:59.... then it changed to 7:00 and the whole room lit up as the blinds to the windows rolled up and a voice was heard form nowhere.
GOOOOOOOD MORNING NEW YORK CITY! Its your favorite voice in the box. Larry D! Time to rise and shine and start another fantastic day of whatever it is you listeners do"
On the bed in that room a figure sat up with a yawn... after a few seconds he instantly perked with a big grin, meanwhile a sleepy fox awoke next to his pillow and stretched before hopping on the boy's shoulder "Heh, todays the day" he leaped out of bed literally and on his feet
"And now just incase you had enough of hearing my wonderful voice I decided to pull out an old but effective classic of the past to help you all wake up. The music plays and the boy is off in the bathroom grabbing brushing his teeth grabbign his hair and messing it up even further then after shaking his head a few times it turns into his every day hairstyle "Hehe, lookin good as usual, ey Lex?" he pet the foc on his shoulder as the fox in turn nuzzled his face on the boys cheek, and then he ran back down stairs "Mornin, Ma" he ran past a woman who seemed to have gotten used to the routine and tossed some bacon and eggs in the air. Without missing a beat the boy grabbed some toast that popped in the air, a slice of cheese and caught the fauling breakfast meat with one peice of toast and topped it with the other toast with cheese. punched the fridge and made it cough up a bottle of orange juice "Boy, what I tell you about-" when the mother turned around he was already gone and dashing up the stairs "Don't think its over. YOUR GONNA GET IT WHEN YOU GET HOME!" the boy dashed into his room and within seconds leaped out of his room window. already completely dressed and wearing a backpack, and gloves. all around him were buildings so high they would even put the skyscrapers in this time to shame. and below him the ground wasn't visible and many hovering vehicles were flying about between the massive buildings as he began to fall WHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" the Fox now named Lex was enjoying the fall in his hood "ITS GONNA BE A GOOD DAY LEX!" he pulled an arm back and the glove on that arm glowed and he thrusted it foraward and a blue-ish phantom hand shot out infront of him grabbing onto a rail on a building's balcony and he swung off it and down the aisle of skyscrapers and flying cars.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 5:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 8:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:38 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 9:00 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 9:20 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 9:29 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 10:07 am
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