A man in black walks down a street. He carries a 9mm SMG. A phone rings at the corner of 52nd and 33rd. He walks towards it.
OOC:I want to get some good RP going, so what better to play it in then the Matrix? Just put in one character with one weapon, and we fight for the phone. NO GOD MODDING!
A man in black walks down a street. He carries a 9mm SMG. A phone rings at the corner of 52nd and 33rd. He walks towards it.
OOC:I want to get some good RP going, so what better to play it in then the Matrix? Just put in one character with one weapon, and we fight for the phone. NO GOD MODDING!
a fat hippie wearin a 'screw you' hat walks up to this man in black. he says "you suck. and so does your nation". and walks off
A wiry albino in a long, black, leather trenchcoat walks up to the man in the phone booth. "Excuse me, sir. I just wanted to inform you that you are definitely NOT in a virtual-reality world, and your body energy is not being harvested by robots. That's because it takes more energy to keep a human body going that a computer could ever possibly harvest from it. Also, if you really were in a virtual reality world, the computer would not want to send programmable drones in the form of human men in corporate suits and sunglasses, then the computer would send a shock to your small, flawed brain and kill you instantly. The human body is a weak thing. Besides, if we wanted to prevent you from going to a scrapped-together spaceship built out of who-knows-what and operational who-knows-how, we just wouldn't give you phone lines to go there. And, if we could, say- make your mouth disappear- couldn't we make your nostrils also disappear and prevent you from breathing? Of course we could. Not that we would, because this is all real. No, actually real. So, seeing as you know this- can I have the phone? I mean..." Suddenly, the world reverts to slow motion as the albino leaps fifty feet in the air and does eighty backflips, an M134 Minigun materializes in a flashy special effect, bullets fly out (in SLOW MOTION!), hit the fuel tank of a passing plane, the plane plummets downwards and destroys five city blocks in a massive explosion, and then the albino's feet land firmly on the ground as the Minigun disappears. He stops, poses dramatically and says: "Can I have the phone- MATRIX STYLE?"
Suddenly the phone stops ringing. "What the - ?" I pull out a cell phone. "What happened?"
<<I don't know. I'll look for another exit. Hold on.>>
"Sure."
<<Oh Sh--! They cut the line. I'm reading SWAT here! Duck! NOW!>>
I drop to the ground and a bullet flies over my head.
"I need some cover."
(Whips out SMG and fires)
<<Buildings. Get inside the hotel where you started.>>
"Got it."
I hang up, take the gun with both hands, and shoot behind me.
"You should come too. Besides, I might need help, and so might you, although I doubt it."
OOC:View my nation, and make a new nation, with the name of your Matrix rpg character with the word "the" before it (ie, my nation is the oryx, so I am Oryx.
This is my new idea to make a region for people to RP.