Stuff I've written but havn't posted for a year!
By
Catgirl,
Posted on: 2005-10-15 16:06 in Roleplaying
When does Rixen get to take on the Circle of Thornes? Keep writing, good story.
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d) Wait for the bomb to go off, and make smores in the resulting firestorm
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...and they actually let this guy be a hero?!? 
Well, points for a sense of humor, I guess.
There is an art, or, rather, a knack to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. --The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Yeah, that's right. I used to write stories for my character in Planetside which were very well recieved. So I started writing some stories for Rixen (My Scrapper) and i was gonna post them here, but for some reason I couldn't log in. Big "Wrong Password Jerk! LOL!" thing i got from the site. But now, here I am! So now I deicded to post the first story and see how everyone liked it. It was basically Rixen taking his license exam for superheroing. And i guess he passed. Oh, and also, all of Rixen's though sequences were supposed to be in italic, so I'm gonna see if i can fix that now)
Ok, here we go!
Episode I
A Hero must always:
a) Protect those in need
b) Protect the highest bidder
c) Look out for their own ideals
Rixen tapped the pencil on the desk.
Uh. A. he muttered as he scribbled over the A on his test sheet.
This is so easy it has to be illegal, he thought.
What was the point of this test? Hero registration sucks. So far, Rixen had answered the eternal questions of whom to protect first in a disaster and what to do if he found himself outmatched. Another question came up:
You just caught wind of a bomb located in a packed convention center.
I did?
You have no knowledge of how to disarm bombs. What do you do?
a) Tell everyone to evacuate
b) Tell nobody of the encroaching threat and try to diffuse the bomb yourself
c) Contact a hero who has experience in this situation
Rixen sighed a little at the question, and wrote
d) Wait for the bomb to go off, and make smores in the resulting firestorm
Satisfied, Rixen took the completed test up to the proctor and was told to have a seat and wait for the results. Rixen sat, and looked around at the other applicants. There were about 15 or so, all testing away, hoping one day they could fight along Statesman, or the Back Alley Brawler or the Delicious Jelly Donut. Rixen folded his arms on the desk and slumped over. All that thinking made him tired. After about 20 seconds of milling about in his own mind, he fell asleep.
Someone prodding him in the shoulder soon awaked him.
Nffguh? he mumbled.
It was the proctor.
Congratulations, Rixen, you passed the written exam! Well need you to come in next Tuesday for the rest of the registration process
Yeah, Im all over that, said Rixen.
To think, soon Rixen would be a registered [censored]-kicker! Tuesday could not come soon enough.
So here it is!
Rixen hobbled into the Registration Center. There was quite a line, it was like a DMV for superheroes. Rixen took his place in line and waited. And waiting. At some point during this waiting process, Rixen waited. Then he waited. Suddenly, he waited! Rixen looked down at a form in his hand. He was #257. He looked up at the counter.
3.
So Rixen waited. He waited like there was no tomorrow.
4.
15.
57.
100.
137.
200.
Finally, the counter read 257. Rixen had been waiting an hour. Even though it was pretty impressive to assist 254 Superheroes in the span of an hour, Rixen was getting incredibly impatient. He didnt have the attention span for things like this. Rixen walked up to the counter.
Hello there! Said a cheery-looking Clerk. Everybody in here was in a different Costume, but the Clerks had a certain uniform they all wore. It was a gray costume with a badge on their chest. The shoulder pads would describe their rank. Rixen had no idea what the different ranked shoulder pads looked like, but this Clerks were a light blue with 2 dark blue bars on them.
Hi, Im here to He started
Register? She interrupted him. Name?
Rixen. R-i-x-e-n.
She punched his name into the computer.
Ah yes, here we go. She said with a look of triumph.
She handed him a form. Rixen looked it over.
Just fill this out and sign at the bottom, then I need a picture, then were done!
Rixen picked it up and looked it over. It was a fairly small sheet, and only had areas for Hero Name, Powers, and Description. But then again, any other kind of information would probably be compromising to the hero. After all, Batman and Superman kept their real identities a secret, and Rixen well, he just didnt have one. Rixen was Rixen.
So Rixen scribbled down his information and handed back the sheet.
Ok, now stand on that dot she said.
Rixen did so.
Ok, now look here she said while pointing to a small dot.
Rixen did, and there was a bright flash from the camera on the desk.
Lets see Perfect!
She turned the monitor so Rixen could see.
This is the picture that will be on your license. Do you like it?
Rixen nodded.
Good! In that case, were all done here! Just give us 20 minutes and youre all set!
This was good. 20 more minutes!
So Rixen found a seat.
Hey you! said a Blue-Costumed hero next to him.
Rixen turned.
Me?
Yeah, man! You get your license?
Waiting on it. 20 minutes.
Nice! Congratulations! Hope we can fight together sometime. The names Blitz
Rixen. Nice to meet you.
Mr. Rixen? Said the female clerk
Yo! Rixen shouted in response.
All finished!
Good luck, man! Said Blitz.
Rixen thanked him and went to receive his Registration card
Congratulations, Rixen. You are now a Registered Superhero. We will call you soon with details of a training mission.
Awesome, thank you. Said Rixen.
And then he was off.
Dang. Rixen thought while admiring his new card.
This story had a really boring introduction.