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I want to try out an ordered Rp, i.e people post in a designated order.
Obviously you can't implement one strait away, because you need people to join, so the posting order is free for all, until I say so. (Please say whether your gonna join or not, when you post.)

So the story, Basics:

You are in an endless battle against the undead, think zombies.
There is an endless wall, which the undead endlessly assult, you position yourself on this wall, with who ever you like (i.e. I bunch of screaming lasses, or half a regiment of slingers, or a horde of berzerk vikings.)
Unless you want to be, your not together.
You can be evil or good, but evil people are still fighting against the undead, they just kill lots of their own soldiers.
There are lots of "Npc"s in your position to, but your not in charge of any, unless they're on your wall. (I.e No telling them to attack then cut left or something.)
Your parts of the wall are customised to your liking.

Rules:

No guns or anything modern, this is a fantasy based Rp.
Don't travel the wall, you may teleport places, but don't go conversing with other people.
No disobeying of the order, if you want to apply for a role in the game pm me.
I may think of other rules as I go, you must obey them too.
Magic is allowed, as long as you realise that for every one you kill, they come back to life, and a friend appears.
No short posts once the order has been made, at least 100+ words.

and ABSOLUTELY NO WINNING! or loseing, it's called endless for a reason. (You may put side stories in it.)

You first posts don't have to be roleplaying, it's only complusary once I make the order.

*Septim runs in with an army of his clones.

"I am Prince Septim of Cidel and I would like to help defend against the armies of the undead!!!"

*Septim turns to greet Lewatha.

"Nice to meet you...although I could have sworn that I have met you somewhere before..."

All right so far:

1. Septim
2. Lewatha
3. Revenge sweet (He pmed me.)

This game is unlikly to start until tomorrow-ish because I want a decent amount of people to sign up.

[ As far as I don't have to be very active, as I rarely am  active in my own RP game, I would like to take part in this. ]

I am Lord Ragnarr Stormguard the Wolf, lord and protector of the Northern Realm and my sword is yours, as well as those of my warriors.

I am Revenge of the Earthian Tribe pro-tectors of the Underground

All right so far:

1. Septim
2. Lewatha
3. Revenge sweet
4. Erunion
5. Ragnarr
6. Patton
7. Revenge
8. Killer

Nice , how many you looking for ? I really like it a bit like ministirith from LOTR

A long as they're not power rangers.

Revenge I'm looking for as many as I can get as long as they follow the rules, Ragnar I'll let you in since it's ordered I expect it will be like one post a day, maybe less.

The current order of posts looks like this, the order is in those I think the best rp-ers with a few exceptions like if I don't like you:

1. Lewatha, (Do I need an explaination.)
2. Septim, (*cough*)
3. Patton, (Active and good.)
4. Ragnarr, (Good rp-er.)
5. Erunion, (He's an elf, but your as far down as I can put you.)
6. Killer, (Your in Ritz.)
7. Revenge sweet, (Your a multi.)
8. Revenge. (I don't like you much.....)

I mean....

1. Lewatha, (Do I need an explaination.)
2. Septim, (*cough*)
3. Patton, (Active and good.)
4. Ragnarr, (Good rp-er.)
5. Verll, (Was to lazy to join...)
6. Might, (Still better than an elf.)
7. Erunion, (He's an elf, but your as far down as I can put you.)
8. Killer, (Your in Ritz.)
9. Revenge sweet, (Your a multi.)
10. Revenge. (I don't like you much.....)

"Seloc, my old friend, I too, shall aid you in this very dramatic cause that shall never ever be voctorious, but will be fun all the same"

1. Lewatha,
2. Septim,
3. Patton,
4. Ragnarr,
5. Killer, 
6. Verll,
7. Might,
8. Revenge sweet,
9. Revenge,
10. Erunion,
11. Jonny.

Note: I left the comments out as people didn't like them : (, It is no-longer in any order, and Jonny and Erunion are at the bottom, to make sure it runs smoothly. Killer you have seen the light, just don't go joining music either 0.o they keep on killing me : (

You dont like me.....  :(

I am on top ^^

Wewt, ok people GAME START, the order and rules are now in play.

Any furhter questions pm me, any further *beep* please pm Revenge.

You can make little comments, ASWELL as your post in "[""]" at the start or bottom. Those thats fail to follow the rules, will be punished somehow.

I'll stay out the game until it's gets running smoothly, then I'll join.

Lew your first make us proud, be sure to give a discription of you part of the wall. I.e whether it's just a wall, or if it has a keep on, and whos there.

Order is as follows:

1. Lewatha,
2. Septim,
3. Patton,
4. Ragnarr,
5. Killer, 
6. Verll,
7. Might,
8. Revenge sweet,
9. Revenge,
10. Erunion,
11. Jonny.

It restarts again once Jonny has posted.

[Septim is away, skipping him, Patton you go.]

This was unusual.

He had battled the free tribes, the "free" men from the far north, further than Stormpeak, but never tides of undead. They were bent on merciless destruction and would not stop.

Ragnarr had taken postion on the western side of the wall, closer to the central tower. He had placed the wolven banner on the battlements and looked silently towards the waves of undead scum.

He had arrived with all he could spare from defending his realm - half of the Northern Riders and all of the Silverwind warriors, about four hundred veteran northmen, ready to die defending the walls.

"Loose arrows!" cried out Shieldheart.

A volley of pointed bolts tore the air down and landed somewhere in the mass of monstrosity below.

Soon they would place ladders on this section. Then the real fighting would commence.

Verll was from a distant continent where he was the sole ruler. But instead of human inhabitants it was only animals there, but their intelligence was as big as any human, and a monkey he had as a advisor was smarter than every other human he had met. He had brought every animal he had that could war or heal, or cast some sort of magic.

Verll stands at top at his part of the wall against the unlimited zombie.  His part of the wall was shaped like a U. You could walk a bit in, but when you had walked some tenfold meter inn a gate would fall down behind and you would be trapped, When that happened it was easy for the smart animals up on the wall to kill them. Otherwise the wall was clean except for a simple tower made of tree where he could work his powerful animal like magic.

He looks behind to check if his animals were ready for fight .The monkeys were trained from the birth to kill. It was different types of monkeys. We had the big berserker type which could tear a man limbs apart, and then we had the cunning ones. It was also averaged sized ones who had been trained in magical monkey way.  And then we had the tigers and lions. And then we had the gigantic mammoth which was stationed in down there were the gate was so that he could trample every zombie that came close. It was elephants ready to trample any zombie that might get their way up on wall. Verll watched as the zombies came closer and closer.

“Ready?” he asked the magic monkeys and the other animal magician that was there. They grinned and nodded and then he screamed

“Ready?!?” to the other animals out there. They all as one stood up and roared mightily.

Smiling he turned around and nodded to the magicians. After some seconds a dark sky gathered over thousands of zombies , and it looked ready to rain. But instead of raining water it rained coconuts. Some of the coconuts were so big that they crushed the Zombies by hundreds. But most were only a little larger than normal coconuts and crushed any head or body part it hit.

Revenge sweet climbed up onto his wall, and then looked around to see what it was like. it was encouraging. there was a stone building, and one of the sides was connected to the outer wall. when he went inside, he found there was a narrow slit facing the outside, and next to it a bow and arrow. this made the perfect shooting position, for from the outside it was so small that it could not be seen. it was shaped farily straight, but it curved very slightly inwards. and there were cauldrons of boiling tar all along the wall.  then the tramping of boots made revenge turn.

'ah, my troops. is there my army of 50 or 100?'

but as they reached the walls top, he could see that there was a maximum of wenty troops there.

'what happened?'

a legion of undead had attacked them as they appraoched, and what had been 50 was now 20

the rest of the wall, apart from that single building, was almost empty. at irregular intervals there were mounds of stone, which the soldiers would be able to hide behind after they had shot at the undead. but as he was about to issue a command for them to choose a pillar each to get behind, a sound came, and a rope with a hook on the end suddenly lodged itself on the wall. revenge immeadiatly cut it down, and the sound of an undead hitting the ground came up to them.

'MEN, PREPARE TO REPEL BOARDERS!'

quickly, they all moved into a formation along the wall,, waiting for the command they knew would come. a rope came up over the wall. and another. but still the order didnt come. just as they were about to ignore orders...

'MEN! FIGHT! CUT THE ROPES, AND IF YOU ARE TOO LTE FOR THAT THEN SHOOT THE CLIMBING UNDEAD. IF THEY GET OVER THE WALL, CTHROW THEM BACK DOWN! NOW FIGHT!'

and, as one the men reacted, and the fight began.

[[OOC: Jeeze...gimme a break...when the time comes, this is my post...]]

Septim, wearing mithril platemail and using the shield Trueguard, walks up to his wall, his soldiers salute him and Septim salutes back.
"Are you ready to gain glory for the Cidellian Empire?! Then let these hordes of undead feel the sting of our blades and the piercing pain of our arrows!", roars Septim.
Septim walks up to the top of the wall and turns.
"Archers, stay on top of the wall and pick them off, let none even reach the wall, when your arrows run out...draw your shortswords and give them hell. Swordsmen, when the undead get up to the top of the wall, I want you to get them back down! And Spellweavers, save your magic for when the archers run out of arrows!"
Septim draws an Elven bow from his cloak and draws an arrow from a quiver hidden in his cloak, he aims and fires at a zombie down on the plains outside the wall, it hits the undead zombie in the throat. Septim then examines his stone wall, it is thirty feet tall and fifteen feet thick.
"This battle will never end..."

[ sorry my pc reset im writing the next bit now ]

He stood behind his men and readied himself for the upcoming war that approached.

He realised it wasnt going to be easy but he trusted in his men. He stared at the army that approached, and looked along the line at the others, his wall looked a touch older and weaker than the others, it had ivy across the front of it and as the rain powerd upon the soon to be battlefiled in front of them Revenge could only close his eyes and wait for the command from King Seloc

[ will we go down on the battlefield, mainly the leaders and fight like LOTR ? Like aragon and others, i meen with our stringest soldiers ? ]

As Jonny saw the attacks already starting on all the other walls, he finally noticed how close the undead where to his little section. As he looked at his men, he wondered if he could ever have asked for a better group. The best of the best, come from every corner of what once was the Paladin Empire. They where truly the best, their skill was legendary, their experience immense. They had at one point been the most feared army on the entire continent.  As the archerers started loading their bows, Jonny started looking around, inspecting the wall, he realized that it was perfect.
The wall stood at a towering 75 meters high. Every 20 meters, there was an extra 30 meter tall tower that had two mounted catapaults on it. These where able to shoot boulders twice the size of a man. As the men on top of the wall prepared themselves for the physically taxing fight they where about to begin, Jonny rushed down the stairs, to see how his second contingent of archerers was doing. There where lined up at the arrow slits, spaced 7 meters apart from each other, 10 meters under the top of the wall. When he was assured that these men where all ready, then he returned to his post at the top of the wall.
He, along with the rest of the men, watched as the undead hordes drew closer and closer. When they where almost 30 meters away from the wall, Jonny held up his hands, and let out the most fiersome war cry he could, which was instantly echoed by the rest of his men.Then, he dropped his hands. 30 Boulders where sent hurtling into the air, and came down in the middle of the masses, landing and rolling over undead soldiers as if they where clay.
They kept coming.
As Jonny and his men continued to watch, the front lines made it to twenty meter from his wall, and promptly disappeared. All the was left was a ten meter deep trench with steel spikes sticking out of the bottom. The second and third waves where by now lieing at the bottom of the trench, having crushed anyone of the first row who may have survived.
They kept coming. Slowly but surely, the trench had filled up. Now the ladder started to come, and one of them hit the side of the wall with a great thud. As the men waited respectfully, Jonny slowly strode over to where the ladder was. He got on top of the battlements, and looked down. It was tradition for the leader of any force defending a wall, to knock down the first ladder. As Jonny grabbed the top rung, he hesitated, watching the undead slowly making their way up the ladder. When he judged that they had made it far enough, he let out another massive battle cry, and with a great heave, thrust the latter back down the the ground. It landed with a great crash, crushing any in the way, and all those on the ladder.

As the gaia ran on the front lines of the hordes of undead, their spear, thrustily in their hands. Fear began to strike Lewatha's soldiers. Not yet have they seen the end of this horde of undead.

How many have I slaughtered already?! A pirate thought, that must be about 40 or so, and not yet am I to see the end of this oncoming horde!

Lewatha sensed the scaredness of her men, so she yelled:

"Pirates! Let us fight for our fallen brethren, let us fight for our wives and men at home! let us fight for, THIS WORLD!

A roar of fierce battle screams, went through the batalion of Pirates. Lewatha had encouraged them once again. They'd fight, untill the very end. Dying for their homes, their brethren, their leader.

Lewatha, with her power of the ice , yelled:

"omni glacio abrupto caedent"

*She shot an arrow straight into the air. obviously missing the battlefield and going very far above eyesight. into the clouds of heaven*

*All of a sudden, giant balls of ice, some as big as tenisballs, some even as big as footballs started crashing upon the battlefield in front of the walls, many undead skulls were crushed by the ice, and even more fell to the icy underground. This would certainly help Lewatha and her pirates in the battle.*

Gods paladins please don't just add your self, try PMing me like I've said to do, also there is a reason why I'm at the bottom.

Might what do think your doing? it's nowhere near your turn, and that wasn't even over 100 words, please keep to the rules. Stop trying to ruin the experiment of this thread.

O and also Gods paladin you will be incorporated, NEXT round ASSUMING I get a pm from you. (Simply PM Seloc.)

[Septim you forgot to discribe your wall again, for now we'll just simply assume it's a normal strait wall.]

[ I forgot to describe my part of the wall, I appologize.]

Thirteen ladders were hooked at the edges of the old, greyish stone wall, which had moss and plants between its ancient, blood splattered stones and battlements. It was nothing impressive - simply a straingt wall, with a few towers and no gate, as the main one was protected by some other warriors, southerners. Ragnarr hoped they would do their task well...
His warriors had pushed off at least a hundred ladders back at the swarm of moving dead, yet a few stayed, this time hooked, holding on the weight of the climbing enemies.
Volley after volley pounded on top of the attackers. Tens of undead fell off, pierced in numerous places, until the fight already reached them.
"Odin!" shouted Ricmorn before swinging his long-shafted battle axe, cutting an abomination in two.
Ragnarr had no time to identify the masses ahead of him, as the main task was to kill it before it killed them.
The warriors fought fiercly, with little casualties, as the ladders were quickly hacked off and the few that made it to the top were killed off or thrown back in the sea of attackers.

*Killer surveyed the wall further. It was cracked slightly,but stable. It was perpendicular to the ground, so the zombies could use there ladders easily enough, apart from the fact the wall was slightly curved at the top outwards, so they couldn't put their ladders up steadily enough, before one of Killer's troops knocked them off. He lloked across at his troops. He saw them quivering slightly, but he couldn't blame them, as there were millions of zombies, with more to come. He ordered his troops to pour oil over the logs attached to the wall. so they would be easy to set alight. He orders his troops to let them loose once the zombies are fairly close. The logs tumble down the wall, hit the spears and roll onwards, out towards the zombies, crushing them like flies. (Note: The wall is on a slanted hill.) This buys time, as it clears out many zombies, and they have the difficulty of getting over the logs. Killer surveys the wall, to see where abouts he is. He is somewhere in the middle, he estimates, but he coudln't be sure. He has no idea how long the wall is in total. At the end of his isdes of the wall he sees big turrets at the side, which you could climd up and view the incoming enemies clearer, and that is what he decided to do. He looked across the land from up there, which was about 15 extra metres above the grounf towards the wall. He saw many zombies, but he saw something else on the way...*