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1 Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 4:09 pm

Since I am new here, thus lacking years of xp, I think everyone should post their origin story here. That way, other new people (Riiiight) won't be as confused as I am....'

Here is mine;

I grew up in 1920 rural Louisiana. I was created in a lab by conjoined triplets named Tim, Tom, and Larry. When I was 4, 10 years later, I escaped the lab, and made my own way. I was quickly adopted by a nice, evil Dutch/German family that lived in Idaho. There I learned how to play the piano and Ice skate. When WWII started in 1939, I quickly joined forces with the Justice League. Then, when I figure out that they were DC, I quit and moved to Kanineya. There, I was declared President-For-Life of all the Dogpeoples. When the neighboring country of Archnonoia was conquered by Italy, we declared war on the Axis of Evil. We launched an invasion of Archnonoia, and liberated all the Spidermen. Their king, Trantulio IV, signed the Spider-Dog Treaty, establishing them as a Client-country of the Republic of Kanineya. After this, we pulled out of the war. Since the Treaty, crossbreeding and genetic experimentation has created the Dogspider. This new race is superior in every war to the Dog and Spidermen, and has all but replaced them. Unlike a certain other insect/mammal The Dogspiders live in giant colonies, and work together for the good of the nation. During a border dispute between Kanineya and an independant Beecat country, The isolated nature of the Beecats allowed the Dogspider army to plunge deep into their country, and destroy their nests, Thus forcing the Beecats to move. Kanineya was well stocked with Honeynip for years. Dispite this, Kanineya wishes for nothing but peace with the Beecats, so we can enjoy a mercantile relationship with them, trading our Silkbeef for there Honeynip.

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2 Re: Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:05 pm

I was raised in a forest by a wizard and only realized that I was removed from society by my virtue of being green with three-foot-long eyebrows at a later date. When I expressed a wish to seek my fortune, the old man and I got to arguing. We parted on less-than good terms, and I took his best broomstick to find my destiny. Eventually I found it among the occupants of a strange compound called The Treehouse, which brought on companionship in the course of fighting off futons, zombies, clowns and the like. There were dragons at some point, I don't know.

I found love in the flippers of Kitararayne, who turned into a whale. Later she turned into a monkey I think, but I didn't care- she was mine. Also, she was a ninja. Many missions later, I have no idea of her location and live in the Treehouse part-time, spending the rest of the time in a remote forest, honing my crafts of music and swordplay.

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3 Re: Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:08 pm

I was a human when I was younger. Born on one of the Fringe Worlds, Joksain I think, and lived there for the full of my childhood, but moved many times to differnt locations on the planet.
I was 9 when HE reached out to me. The former leader of the Zerg, the Overmind. I hate him to this day. While he was the one who stired my interest and later love of the Zerg, who I'm now assimulated into, he didn't take that matter in any patince. He got interest in me because of my far above any other human to ever live pshic abillity I never knew until he found me. He tore at me from the inside, trying to break my will and join him and on several ocasions tryed to take the planet all for the sake of getting me in his possession. I felt it when he died and still can not express how happy I was when he died.
That did not end my problems with either the Zerg or the possible applications of my physic powers.
By the time that I turned 16, the Terrain Dominon, who had overthrown the Confedicy, took interest in me. They considered making me a Ghost, a stealth specalist with limited phsic abillitys, but they desided I would be better if I made Ghosts, give them the agmentation sergurys, weapons training, and pysion apllication training. I found it almost freinteninf how much I liked cutting the Ghost open for sergury, but I got used to it. Remeber how I mentioned that my p[roblems iwth the Zerg didn't stop? The science vessel that I was staioned in, the Amerigo, held Zerg units for testing, with me overseeing them.
The day that the Amerigo was distroyed, met Kerrigan. I was huddled in a corner, cowering before her, feeling that my time was near. She was an infested terrein, like I am now and th successor to the Overmind. I was right there, absolutly vunrable. She almost killed me, but she hessitated. I felt our minds brush pass eachother. She took a step back and told me that I would be of use to her, but she didn't have the time at the moment. She told me to leave as fast as I could. I did so.
5 months later, I finnished my finnal project under the serce of the Dominon. I had contacted Kerrigan a few days before I finnished it, telling her to get me. I got the prime pick of Zerg DNA, advailabe due to my staiton, and mixed it with the DNA of the HEV(hyper-evolutionar virus) and ingected the mix into me. I had infested myself and was now ready to leave mankind behind me. I did so, for awhile. I got my hands on the offer of leadership of my own Brood(basicly a military body in the Zerg) and took it. I experimented to make some of the most complex and virsitle units for the Swarm.
I found myself in powerlust about 3 years after my assimulation and broke off of the Swarm. I took to isolation for aa few months the make the greatest army I could muster, and then when off to concquor. Although my campain was on the overal successful, it was doomed from the begining. When I launch my first assault on a planet that was currently already being fought over, I mass murdered both humans and Zerg bretheren. This made me a reconized threat even to the Swarm, which was now under new leadership. The Protoss, the eteral enemy of the Zerg, did not need conviceing to fight agasit me. I conquored planet after planet, my troops easly breaking every defencive line that any of my enemys had. But I found myself in the worst possible situation amaginable, without backup agaist a full army. The great miliatary bodys of all three of the dominent races of the Milky Way galaxy, Terrain, Zerg, and Protoss, conered me with my army miles away. I fought valently, but they were to powerful and I fell to the ground in minutes.
I still don't know how I got here. I woke up just outside the treehouse. Shortly after I made an alence with Rare, one of the great moderators of this fourm.
There's my story.

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4 Re: Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:34 pm

so, rare made me by acciddeentals in her lab. my body was originally much smaller and more taco shaped than it is now. i was built to be a maintenance droid, but there was an error in rare's programing that eventually lead to me getting my own consciousness.
rare has attempted to fix the errors, but her science skill is only 45, she needs 110 to do that and still save the memory chip that is my brain (its very small). and since you can't level up science that high, she gave up and just lets me "exist."
so i got a new body from a ninja guy, the new one is much better and way more usefull than the old one.
oh but that one just got fried by rare... ummm. well i still have my memory chip now XD

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5 Re: Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:21 pm

I was some kid in a school yard, no friends at all. One day, some old man takes me aside and hands me a pair of shiny black sunglasses, saying they're magical. I don't believe that guy, but I still put them on in my bathroom, just for the heck of it. When I placed them on, I suddenly knew how to fight many different fight skills and I was also wearing a white judo outfit with a black belt.

Then, I met the old guy again and he and his Bayleef taught me how to use my powers to the fullest, and the old man gave me some sweet gloves. Unfortunately, as I left his place, something attacked the house of the old man and killed him and his Pokemon. I think it might be Rare, but I don't have enough proof to support this.

So, with my new powers and sweet judo outfit, I helped people in the night, a bit like a superhero, until I met the Treehouse. Rare, that silly mew, tried to steal my sunglasses, but I got them back and stuff. (for more information, please read the RPG "The Quest for Someguy's Sunglasses" in the creation board.)

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6 Re: Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:25 pm

I was going to read that, but saw that it was 600 pages long, and didn't.

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7 Re: Origin Stories on Mon Nov 21, 2011 8:22 pm

I was just a simple kid wanting to know what it was like outside of town. All I did was pretend I had the ability to perform magic and fight with swords. One day a strange black portal took me to a mystical land. I was shocked on what I saw. People running on their hands, giant monsters, wise scholars, and even majestic castles. I found my way to a small village. Everyone stared at me. I always wondered why.

After finding an inn, I decided to find a place to rest and take in everything around me. I asked for a room from the owner. He just told me that I would have to wait. When I was about to ask him why, someone barged into the inn. He had a crazy look in his eye. He walked over to the owner and demanded that he give him all of the cash in the inn. The owner was so scared he ran for the door. The crazy man was about to chase him when he ran into me. Infuriated, he drew his sword out and lunged at me.

I ran. I looked back and saw him chasing me. I ran so far that I thought my legs would go out.Still, he chased me. Once he caught up to me he knocked me to the ground, pulled out his sword, and attempted to stab my heart. Panicking I threw up my hand as if to halt his arm. Strangely that is exactly what happened. His armed stopped in mid action. He tried to punch me too, but using my other hand, I caught the punch before it slugged me in the head. When I did, he shook violently. He dropped dead shortly after.

I stared at my hands, both in awe and shock. Both hands were charged with lighting and pure water was floating near my hands. I started to imagine me having an unbreakable sword made of forever frozen ice. Right then, the water began to take shape of a sword. When it was in the right shape, it froze solid. I picked up the sword looking at it with admiration. It was perfectly balance, had a comfortable grip, and was surprisingly warm. Taking a practice swing with the sword, I sliced a log into two. Im side the log was a Revolver. Shortly afer grabbing it the lightning I held enchanted the weapon to shoot electrically charged bullets. I dropped both weapons to the ground to see if I still had control over water and lightning. I let out a sigh of relief when I found out I still had my powers.

Right about then, a blood red portal appeared. I heard a voice calling to me. Taking a step into the portal, I disappeared from the mystical world. I found myself into another world. It was here where I gained my name Moltenfield. I gained this name because when I appeared, molten lava dispersed out across the land from where I stood. The lava didn't destroy anything, but it demonstrated my power. Just being in the same town as me was tempting fate.

Another portal appeared. This one was a mix of green and brown, the colors of trees. Feeling brave, I took another step, and ended up here, with my powers of conjuring and controlling water and lightning whenever I pleased. My sword came along with me as well. I even found myself with a new power. This power allowed me to teleport. I don't know where this power came from, but it allowed me to warp to another spot whenever I desired. It also allowed me to return to the mystical world. I only traveled between here and that world. In both worlds there was no trace of my existence, but that made things interesting. So now here I am, exploring this new world.

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8 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 1:21 am

I was a small kid like everyone until I discovered that SCIENCE GOES WITH MEDECINE! In my years research, I found the origin of evil; CLOWN! asfdywfrewfrnwfrcuiopi95t563547u

I tried to create a virus which will only target the clowns and destroy them but it was a failure. After several month I found that I had to add an ingredient; a clown hair. The result of this new compound created The well known Awesome-Virus. Now, when it get to you, you get a yellow happy face and you get some crazy normal idea.

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9 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 2:57 am

And you live with a penguin in an abandoned medical facility.

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10 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:33 am

seems legit

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11 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:06 am


King Under The Bridge
I'm a hobo-ninja-wizard that can transform into a Pikachu.

That's really about it.

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12 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:32 am


Glorious Leader
Well me, I'm just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
Took the midnight train goin' aaanyyywheeeeere.

(Also, I'm moving this to the silly board.)

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13 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 7:56 am


Ninjafleet Captain
I'm a ninja...I emerged from the shadows...I also have my own starship. []

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14 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:03 am

I help Charles and AM in their battles against Rare, but I unfortunatley have no supernatural powers. However, I am a part-time volunteer assistant ninja instructor.

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15 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:21 am

Dewmann wrote:I help Charles and AM in their battles against Rare, but I unfortunatley have no supernatural powers. However, I am a part-time volunteer assistant ninja instructor.

You have supernatural powers with an Ubercharge.

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16 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:13 am

Dewmann wrote:I help Charles and AM in their battles against Rare, but I unfortunatley have no supernatural powers. However, I am a part-time volunteer assistant ninja instructor.

And don't you work for some secret government thing?

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17 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:48 am

i think he's kinda like leon

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18 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:50 am

With a bad-ass knife!!

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19 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:51 am

Yeah. Wait, didn't he have something to do with a maramiltary force at the beginning of the RPG?

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20 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 12:28 pm

That's what I was saying

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21 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 1:04 pm

I was created in a lab, but the lab could no contain me. I was not like my brethren, I was stronger, faster, more agile than any before me! My senses are honed, I am not trained to kill, but rather created to do so. I am stoic in the face of danger, and I remain defiant, even when threatened by death. No man can kill me, nor mew, nor dragon, nor god. For I am a COMPANION CUBE!

Also, I'm technically a gryphon. But I mostly conjured him out of thin air then left him to fend for himself.

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22 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:19 pm

After stumbling upon a forum where Someguy explicitly made his plight known, I was called up by a mysterious man who claimed to know both Someguy and Rare, and that if I wanted to help stop the villainous mew, I could make myself useful.
So, I managed to send Someguy a cellphone, give him instructions, and eventually meet up with him.
However, things have not gone according to plan, and as such, I can't establish communications with that contact right now.

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23 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:36 pm


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24 Re: Origin Stories on Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:51 pm

That kinda sucks, huh?

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25 Re: Origin Stories on Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:17 am


Ninjafleet Captain
No, she's just a robot...that's their typical condition (not to sound racist). []

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