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| <font color="RED">[X]</font><font color="GOLD">[Q]</font>Derp; Bidoof | |
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| Derp | Mar 9 2008, 11:50 PM Post #1 |
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Pokémon Nickname: Derp Pokémon Gender: MANLY! Pokémon Age: Eternity Pokémon Biography: In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war. The Mudkip Overlords, a collective of arrogant, godlike beings, rule much of the known universe. Across time and dimensions, their power is absolute over the pitiful slave-worlds they have conquered; a thousand thousands of worlds in each dimension, across an infinite number of universes. Their armies, transported and backed by Worldkips and the legendary Overlords, lay waste to all that oppose them. Their all-knowing leaders anticipate every tactic, every strategy, no matter how complex. The Mudkip war machine has stood the test of time for eons, since time began. However, there is another. Even as light is a counterpart to darkness, so too are the Mudkips cursed by the existence of the Bidoof. Little is known to the supposedly all-knowing shams who call themselves the Mudkip Overlords, but the Bidoof are ancient race of incomparable power, existing since long before time began. The Mudkips preach of how they created the dimensions and worlds, and in a sense their claims are true; they did, indeed, form the basis of life as all mortals know it. From their own reality, an endless process of dimensions far above the Mudkips, the Bidoof are the true creators. The Bidoof have watched for countless eons, amused at the sheer audacity Mudkips and their pitiable claim to glory. Given breath and power by the benevolent Bidoof creators, the blue scoundrels have blasphemed the name of power endlessly over time; they claim omnipotence, omniscience, and omnipresence as though they know of what they speak. The Bidoof Wargods, their amused interest in the blue bastards having evaporated, eventually decided that the imposters must be erased. Thus began the War of Eternity. Throughout recorded time, this epic struggle has raged. The Bidoof horde poured into what the Mudkips knew as "reality" in an endless torrent of power, scything across the dimensions in a great swathe of death and devastation. The imposters put up what fight they could, but even the summoning of both races' ancient enemy, the Seaking Armada, could no more stop the Bidoof war machine than a slip of tissue paper. Shouldering horrific losses as though they were nothing, the Bidoof purged everywhere they went, leaving naught but shattered dimensions and eternal darkness behind. At the forefront of every battle, no matter how long or short, was the legendary Wargod known to his foes as naught but "Derp." Laconic and chillingly efficient in dealing death to his foes, the tales of his impossible brutality were known across time and space, and fear driven into the soulless hearts of every Mudkip. Where once the proud blue imbeciles had spoken boastfully of the Bidoof wargods, their insolence was replaced by terrified whispers; it was as though they thought the mere mention of his name would bring him to them. That war is still going, as the Mudkips have once again meddled with matters that do not concern them - this time, the Slowpoke are the beings they have opened the door to this universe to. Considered the exterminators of life, created by the Bidoof, the Slowpoke warriors are nigh unstoppable; they distinguish not between Mudkip or Bidoof, merely obliterating all in their path. That is where our story begins. You see, Derp, as was his wont, was in the forefront of a particularly heated battle with a vast host of Mudkips. Trillions upon trillions of Mudkips stood before him; a mere 300 Bidoof Wargods behind. And yet, uncaring of the odds, oblivious to the terrible numbers of the Mudkips who faced him, he strode into battle with his legendary speed and power. No matter the odds, no matter the fact that many of the Mudkip's finest warriors were on the field, he hurled himself into battle with grim resolve. Blood flowed that day. Torrents, nay, tsunamis of crimson hue drenched the battlefield, and yet his obsidian armor remained unstained and unscratched. Though his compatriots fell to the last Wargod, his butchery continued unabated until the last foul beast lay in seven thousand, three hundred and ninety seven scattered pieces across the galaxy they had laid waste to. As he surveyed the scene of the battle, a single tear slid down his infinitely wise and handsome face - three hundred Bidoof, laid to waste by the betrayers. It was a terrible sight, though the mounds of lifeless Mudkips piled around them was at least a small comfort. As the tear fell, a miracle happened. Before it even finished it's drop to the cheek of the greatest of his fallen comrades, life exploded forth into his comrade in a maelstrom of rushing energies. However, as our dualistic universe's laws demand, a terrible event of equal and opposite power occurred; summoned by the tides of power, the Slowpoke appeared. Their faces blank and emotionless, with the dull mask pasted over their true intelligence sitll in place, they surrounded the Bidoof Wargods in an instant. Filled with terrible rage at the interruption, Derp prepared for the final confrontation. As the Slowpoke began to close in, he began charging his lazors with terrible power. As they neared him, he announced his attention to fire his lazors. In the instant the Slowpoke impacted, the bellowed "SHOOP DA WHOOP!" echoed across eternity, precursor to the far larger detonation. Even as his hand glowed with an awesome power and his burning hatred told him to defeat them, he poured his love, his anger, and all of his sorrow into one titanic lazor. Even as he screamed "IMM AFIRIN' MAH LAZORZ!", reality collapsed around him, annihilated by the titanic shockwave of power. He poured all his power into the blast, and as it dissipated, nothing but the lone Bidoof he had saved remained. Derp's immortal body was no more. In his last moments of being, he had transferred his consciousness and what little of his power remained into a mortal shell; a pale imitation of his true form, perhaps, but necessary. Plummeting to the planet below, he realized it would be quite some time before enough of his power returned to return to his body. Well, no big deal - he was totally due for a vacation anyways, after the last thirty seven trillion millenia of fighting! He'd just have to lie somewhat low for the time being, and regenerate his power as quickly as possible. And, in the meantime, beat the bejeebus out of anything he encountered. For the uninitiated, I'll be blunt: his idea of "quiet" is more like a 550mt nuclear detonation being exploded from a stick of dynamite which is being shot at by homing missiles that are laser guided and fire lasers along with laser guided Sharpedo which also shoot lasers. And everything's on fire. Pokémon Species: ![]() Wanted Egg Move: Quick Attack Throughout the eternity of war he has endured, Derp has proven time and time again that he is beyond capable of matching and annihilating any Mudkip champion in single combat on the battlefield - or, if the bitches get any smart ideas, thousands of them simultaneously. He uses many tactics to handle both lone combatants and coordinated assaults, but his favorite has always been, and will always be until the Great Bibarel devours all of existence, a speedy erasure from existence of the target. Deprived of his reality-altering powers as a mortal, his first act upon awakening in a massive crater in the middle of a forest was to utter the chant of memory, the ancient tongue flowing smoothly off his new lips. Shortly after annihilating everything living in several hundred meters, he stopped reciting the curse and went back to turning himself into a fluffy buzzsaw. Using his inhuman strength to launch himself at various trees with reckless abandon, he felled half a dozen trees before calming down and remembering he was supposed to be going stealth. He promptly stopped giving a shit and returned to his flying buzzsaw routine, albeit overshooting one tree catastrophically and landing headfirst through a mountain some miles away, before coming to a screeching halt after plowing through several more. Oh, and somewhere along the way he learned Quick Attack. Starter Location: Rocktomb Sample RP: Horus tottered about on the path, thoroughly shocked, awed, and dizzy after his epic defeat of the evil rocky thing. And subsequent meteoric plunge down the side of a mountain, but, uh, who's counting that minor fact? Yeah, so anyways, after a little bit of whacking into everything in his path and possibly orphaning several shrubs, he eventually came out on this... path thing, ya dig? With a SIGN on it, just... sitting there, looking smug and evil and like it wanted a piece of him. A SIGN that had just insulted his mother. And his mother had been a SAIN-well, no, actually he didn't know what she'd been like, or if he'd ever had one. BUT IF HE HAD EVER HAD A MOTHER SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN A SAINT! In keeping with his normal modus operandi, he immediately headbutted it to restore his mother's honor and his sanity. True to form he missed it catastrophically and ended up slamming into a berry bush with the force of a sledgehammer to one's genitals - and after struggling for a few minutes against the cruel gods who had so abruptly imprisoned him, he emerged triumphant! Well, uh, by "triumphant" I actually mean "soaked in berry juice to the point that it looked like he'd just butchered then bathed in the blood of a thousand Rattata," but... eh, who cares about those minor details? Not him, that's for sure. He paraded off, sure that he had decimated the evil berry-sign alliance. Unfortunately he'd forgotten where he was going, so he ended up traveling directly into a rock face. Whoops. Being as hard-headed as he was had some advantages, though; without having to make any room for a brain, his skull was uncommonly thick! ...Which was prolly for the best, what with him always slamming into things. Whatever, he didn't care. He just attributed his endless "successes" against the "evils plaguing all life" (signs, berry bushes, Geodude...) to his immense intellect, cunning wit, and unsurpassed physical superiority to the feeble minions of darkness. Oh, and he ran into the wall again. Where WAS that damn path? |
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| Dee Arr | Mar 10 2008, 01:33 PM Post #2 |
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Okay honestly this reg is pointless and unrealistic, also not very serious at all. If you want to Roleplay here you must show some level of maturity at the start and you can do whatever you want later I don't care. Your biography would be a very nice fanfiction but doesn't explain what happened to your character or how he ended up on Tohea. Your whole reg is just one big joke. Denied, remake the whole character. |
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| Munchkinator | Mar 10 2008, 01:38 PM Post #3 |
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Diana, you don't have the right to deny someone because you don't like their bio. The quality of his writing is noticeably above yours, and though it's certainly an odd departure from the norm, he doesn't seem to be starting with any special powers. The bio doesn't have to affect anything on Tohea, besides giving a flavorful, albeit quite odd, backstory. Rejection overruled. |
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| Munchkinator | Mar 10 2008, 01:38 PM Post #4 |
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Great Job! Your profile has been approved. This means you don't need to make any further changes, and what you've done is acceptable for use in Tohea. Before you can FULLY begin your journey, however, you need to answer these four questions. If you get them all correct, you will be admitted into the RPG. Otherwise, you will be asked another four questions. Be sure to read the rules to find the answers, as you should have done already. [X] Can a Pokémon perform four moves in one turn? [X] Is it possible to build a city? [X] Are you allowed to spam the CBox? [X] Can you post twice in the Referee Request topic if you haven't had an update yet? Thank you, Tohea RPG Staff This is an automated message (4) |
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| Derp | Mar 10 2008, 05:09 PM Post #5 |
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Because a site that accepts crazy sadistic little girls, makes endless DBZ jokes, and is ruled by a couple of /b/tards obviously places maturity above all other qualities. [X] No. Pokémon use two moves per round, with a three move combo once per battle. [X] If you've the immense resources in both materials and manpower, yes. [X] Supposedly no, but my lack of a ban suggests that enforcement is quite lax. [X] No. |
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| Chocobo | Mar 10 2008, 06:12 PM Post #6 |
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Approved Your profile has been approved and you answered all the questions correctly. Please wait as your profile, journey, and mask are set up. This may take some time, so visit the OOC Boards and/or post away within the Cbox. If you can't see the RPG areas just yet, please be patient. Thank you, Tohea RPG Staff This is an automated message |
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| Chocobo | Mar 14 2008, 05:56 PM Post #7 |
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| Dee Arr | Mar 16 2008, 12:22 PM Post #8 |
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Have Fun! This persons' profile, journey, and mask have all been set up...and thus this registration is now in the archives. Tohea RPG Staff This is an automated message |
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