Minor Roleplays

The Demon's Light: Invasion
Note: Only existed as a proposal.

Basically, I see this taking place in between Season 1 and Season 2. A very humanoid-alien invades the world that TDl takes place on; Euclid. And he has a goal; imprison the entirety of the humanoid races on Euclid. Humans, nekos, demons, and even angels.

This character would be named Judge Tyrannos. He would be an antagonist on the ranks of say Xeren, but less powerful. His main asset is his strategic mind and his equipment rather then raw strength. He has a planet-shaped spaceship/prison named the Iso-Cube. And, a pistol and a motorcycle, but I'll expand on it more if I get the ok to make his character page.

Jack's Quest
''It's starts off in his dojo where he is being trained by someone to practise ninja skills (pls no Japanese stereotypes, maybe someone who isn't Japanese can teach him). However, Jack sucks but his master keeps trying.''

Unknown to Jack, he was being spied on by Harrison Provost, who was also affiliated with The Demon, but not fully sure where Jack's loyalties lied.

Jack accidentally throws a samurai sword out the window, to his master's dismay.

Jack's master says to him, "Why did you throw my sword out the window? Do you know how much it cost for the custom hilt?"

EoT-TDL crossover RP
Note: Crossover with Empires of Terrth, a deleted roleplay wiki.

In the middle of a large city stood a rather large palace made of brick, and within this palace was the government of Thelind, a large power in the world of Terrth. In the west wing of the estate was the Royal Scientific Society, who was responsible for advances in Thelsh technology.

"Mr. Songe, why in the world do you need such..odd things for your experiments?" A tall man in ornate clothing asked. "For you have not even told us about it in the slightest!"

"Have I not told you of my endeavors? I am trying to find a way to the mythical world of Euclid!" Songe said, absolutely happy. "I am almost done with it. All I need is an appropriate space.."

"Take it to the back gardens, as far away from the Royal Quarters as possible."

"Of course, Archduke Marcuel, your honor. I shall."

Songe left outside to the far gardens, taking a pot with him and looking for a good spot to test, of which it took him 23 minutes to find one. He began to pour the contents of the pot along the pathway of a trimmed archway. " Ahh..hoho, yes.."

Then it began, the world around Songe seemed to look distorted for a few moments, then making the nearby air go thin, causing Songe to cough. Songe blinked for a second and saw it, a large, reddish-blue portal.

After a few moments of quietness, with Songe staring at the portal in awe, a figure began to formulate, stepping from the portal.

Upon leaving the portal behind, the figure appeared to be a small creature of about 4 feet tall, long tree-like limbs making up its arms and and legs, its back twisted into a curved deformed hump, atop with a head began by a curved bird-like beak colored an rusted-orange color.

The creature looked up at Songe, uttering a single croak that sent a loud ringing through the gardens. "Squak?"

The creature revealed more of its face at that moment, showing off hundreds of eyes, all of varied different colors, some simply hanging loose from their sockets.

OverBreak RP
Chris looked annoyed as he glanced at his watch. He had been on a break for two hours, and was really wondering when Atticus would call him back. Chris looked at the shady trees and the darkening sky. He sat back down on his bench, about to give up, then quickly called, "ATTICUS! WHERE ARE YOU! THIS IS AN OVERLONG BREAK!"

OverBreak walks out from his house next door

SHUT UP! I"M TRYING TO SLEEP!

"I'm sorry, are you a self-insert?" Chris asks, still pacing back and forth.

"Well, OverBreak, i ma de it - despite your directions." William Hartington said as OVER Break opened the door. "I am ready for an unforgettable luncheon!"

OverBreak: Self Insert... What.EVER!

OverBreak stomps back into his out and slams the door

Chris starts to set up the luncheon.

OverBreak activates the motion activated turrets which lock on to Chase McFly

“What are you doing to that robot?” Azul Baldwin asks as he walks by.

Turret: Target Acquired

Firing in 3.. 2.. 1

Firing now..

“Azul!” Warren Hughes exclaims, shocked. “I must tell Oliver,”

Warren tries to push Azul out of the way, but Azul is suddenly grabbed by someone else...

The Chad had grabbed and launched Azul into the atmosphere with his super strength. Azul continued flying for a very long time until he reached the surface of Euclid's moon, Keter.

Azul then looks for the self-insert Overbreak on Keter.


 * OverBreak chuckles then says

"AND STAY OFF MY PROPERTY!"

Chad bursts out from under the ground. He is wearing a jetpack and carrying Atticus.

Weird Roleplay
"Help, I'm stuck in an RP world!" said Jackninja5DipperGravityFalls.

"How this even happen?" Messenger asked him

"Now this is truly epic" Bob Hartington said "NOW i don't have to do a face reveal"

"Wait a minute," said Octopus Wizard. "I don't even have any characters -- unless..."

Suddenly the Chad emerged from underneath the ground.

"Yo what's up."

"I myself shall summon mY character." Hartington said and snapped his fingers. "Hehehe"

Hart New Bob comes out of the ground "Hoi are you my final form"

"Yeh bruh" Hartington replied

"Me too" Hartington said

Practice RP
Xeren sat upon his throne, a throne bearing his ancient sigil of the X, Xeren never could let go of the past, a past where he ruled uncontested. His horns glistened in the blue flames lighting the atmosphere, the light reflecting off of his cruel face as he awaited his servant.

Jonathan walked into the throne room, his face stoic as he looked at his king. He knelt before him. "Why have you called upon me, your grace?"

Xeren's metal jaw shifted unnaturally on his face as his immense figure seemed to rise ever taller.

"Leviathan, the only mortal who has stayed by my side, the only one who has not betrayed me." He spoke with bitter tone as he gripped a large sword, stuck deep into the ground.

"You've served me well in the past, and you must serve me again. Once as a God, and once as the king of Demons. They fear me yet again, and they cower in their towers and underground like rats. Strike fear into their hearts. Kill all that you can, but do not allow yourself to show weakness. Your primal rage, Leviathan, and your unwillingness to cower is what I value above all else..."

Jonathan raised his head and let his eyes meet Xeren's. Unyielding, he replied, "If that is what you wish, my Grace, I shall carry it out." Jonathan got up, and started to leave. But right before he reached the door, he stopped, and turned his head. "Your Grace, should i leave any alive for you to rule?" He asked, almost smirking.

The Damon's Light RP
Darkness. Darkness was all Matt Damon could see as he lay there.

Chris McFarlane looked for Matt Damon as he scoured through the forest, slicing all the trees with his epic plasma sword and smelling everything with his nose sensors. "The logical progression of my adventure on this precise cycle of this planet we call Euclid will naturally transport my physical being, though I do not wish to refer to it as biological, as I am a mere machine made of various metals, to the laboratory of the leader of my high-technology fully functional android brethren,"

Matt Damon awoke to see Chris McFarlane. Matt Damon shot up in a fast motion, grabbing The Demon's Light (item) out of his pocket and extended his arms out to blast McFarlane with the raw power of The Demon's Light (item).

“That’s the Damon’s Light though,” Chris said, destroying Matt with facts and logic.

Matt Damon ignored McFarlane and thought to himself "What would Ben Affleck do?" Matt Damon quickly realized Matt Damon would do what is right. "Ahhhhhh!!!" Matt Damon blasted McFarlane with a lightning bolt.

Meanwhile at Gabriel Alva Didier Alchemilia's office at the Raven Rock Oil Rig, Gabriel Alva Didier Alchemilia was watching the production of androids on the assembly line through a window. It was a repetitive and boring task, but Alchemilia did not care. Someone had to do it, and if no one else was going to bother it had to be him.

Suddenly, the door opened and someone began strutting into Gabriel's office. It was none other than Bob Iger.

"Gabriel, my old friend," Bob Iger said sarcastically. "Your company is mine now."

A Mickey Mouse mascot wearing a pair of sunglasses came in shortly, clapping his huge hands in style.

Gabriel quickly retrieved his cane from his pocket. Before he remove the green lightsaber from its cane-shaped container, the Mickey Mouse mascot took out his own weapon. It was a Five-Seven firearm modified to shoot tranquilizer darts instead of bullets.

The enforcer shot Gabriel twice. Gabriel skillfully deflected the first round with his cane but failed to redirect the second in time. He fell to the floor, unconscious.

Suddenly, a stampede of Li family members came running through, rolling large grapes.

Back at the barn, the formerly destroyed Matt Damon got up off the ground.

"If you try and pull something like that a second time, I'll make sure you never eat lunch in this town again," he explained, looking to Chris. "Because you'll be dead."

badspeak roleplay
"hey there bruhs" akumi said akumi doesn't like commas and she loves to cry her eyeballs out like an susbcirbe

"omg ill take your biscuits" chase says as he knock akumi out with his gun hand in epic battlemode

"Hi ThErE, Tg."

"tg be gone you silly bruh!"

"im right here fUCKEn bItCh"

Ah sHiT hErE wE gO aGain

"HoW ArE YoU BrUhS?"

"I am doing EPICALLY, my FrOgGa," Obama responded.

Marshall Rooke: King of the Frogs
Marshall slowly finished the glass of juice. His eyes darted to Richard Smith, the assistant at his side.

"More juice," he demanded.

As quickly as he hurried out, Richard reentered balancing two platters of orange juice.

Chad entered Marshall's cavernous fiefdom with a line of blue-belly toads hopping behind. They were an amphibian race native to Euclid, commonly preyed upon by both demons and angels.

"Wise King Marshall," Chad pleaded. "These poor creatures were rescued from a Holy See outpost. I know they aren't exactly frogs, but I'm sure they'd love it here."

"Time to pay the piper, Chad. It's not enough. I'll take it for now. Be grateful you escape with your life — for now. Bring me what I seek or else. Go," Marshall ordered, annoyed at the pest that cowered at his feet.

"What?" Chad asked. "You're not my landlord, asshole. I don't gotta pay you shit."

"Time to die," Marshall sniggered, pulling out a pistol and aiming it at Chad. Richard, at the side of the throne, pulled out a spear, as well as Marshall's butler Warren doing the same with a claymore on the other side.

Chad took a magnum out of his pocket and aimed it at Marshall's head. "You think those little swords scare me?"

Warren whistled, and behind Chad a hundred men in green and purple robes appeared, as well as Da Chang, Marshall's Master-at-Arms, armed with a large bazooka.

"Shoot me. It'll only make me stronger," Marshall screamed.

Manny Pardo opened the door, "This is what happens to thugs like you." He pulled out a magnum and fired at Marshall.

The bullet narrowly missing Marshall's head, he ducked behind the throne, quivering.

"Mommy, come get me! I'm scared! Da, Warren, Richard, do something!" Marshall wimpered.

At his orders, the troops now faced Manny at the door.

"Oh no you don't," Chad tossed his magnum aside and retrieved his minigun. The troops around Pardo keeled over and died as Chad laughed maniacally.

Warren gasped at the horrendous sight.

"What the fuck, man. That's uncool."

Marshall, from behind the throne, called out "You'll never get the Juicemaker! You'll never overthrow me!"

"The fucks a Juicemaker? I'm here to find the Miami Mutilator!"

Peeking out from behind the throne, Marshall spoke.

"You're in the wrong place!"

Hundreds of men suddenly stormed the room, all dressed in soldiers' garb and with circular lights held on their shoulders. Performing a short dance, they finished their march and screamed in unison.

"THELSH SCIENCE IS THE BEST IN THE WORLD."

At the head of the brigade was Atticus Anoethite, an eye-patch over one eye, and he started to make an announcement.

"OH YEAH. We're coming for that Juicemaker."

"No! It can't be . . . . Atticus? How . . . ?" Marshall said, getting back on his throne.

"Damn," Chad commented. "I didn't expect the Third Reich to show up."

"Hand it over, Rooke!" Atticus shouted. "We will take it by force if needed."

"No! You will never take Yu! I mean, the Juicemaker! FUCK! The juice is what supplies me with all this power!" Marshall lifted his arm up and raised a man of Atticus' legion and and threw him out.

"ATTACK!" Atticus shouted.

Instantly, all the soldiers grabbed the lights off their shoulders and threw them in unison at Marshall, causing a loud crash as they on landed on their target.

The men then stormed towards the throne, quickly surrounding it.

"..." Marshall said.

"So," Chad said. "It appears we have you surrounded. Give up the Juicemaker, Marshall."

"..." Marshall said.

"Argh! He won't surrender, I should've known!" Atticus yelled.

"Fuck yeah and fuck you! You may be able to defeat me but--" Marshall said.

Right then, the soldiers grabbed Marshall and pulled him off the throne.

"FUCK!" he screeched.

Sitting down on his new throne, Atticus smiled. "Give it over now, Rooke."

"No! You can defeat me - but you cannot defeat HIM!" he yelled, sobbing.

"Him? What are you talking about?"

Suddenly, a large, golden glowing figure floated above Atticus. It revealed itself to be a superpowered Wen Li.

"W-Wen?!" Atticus cried out in shock, falling from the throne and landing on the floor.

"I am your grandfather!" he said, his eyes glowing, hovering over them.

"NO! IT CAN'T BE TRUE!"

Chad aimed his minigun at the Beyond-empowered Li and started blasting.

Li dodged with lightning speed, and shot fire down upon Chad.

Chad dodged the fire with lightning speed, and shot bullets up at Li.

The bullets clinked as they bounced off of Li, him smiling. "Those eyes. Only a Li has those eyes."

"Damn," The Chad commented, annoyed. "Looks like this little pea-shooter ain't gonna cut it." He tossed the minigun aside and got out his rocket-propelled grenade launcher and started launching rocket-propelled grenades at Li.

"YEAH, DESTROY HIM!" Atticus yelled.

"Rat bastards! Don't make me do it!" Li shouted, dodging.

Diving into the crowd of his soldiers, Atticus disappeared from view.

"Your final chance! Do not make me unleash my Halanity upon this mortal world! Run! Hurry! Go! NOW!" he screeched.

Jumping out of the crowd, Atticus unrevealed a large scythe and aimed it at Li.

"You truly are the lowest scum in history. And that is why I will use Xeren's GOD-SLAYING SCYTHE."

With that, Atticus threw the weapon at Li.

"SECOND WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed, spinning into a massive, olden tornado, lifting troops and throwing them everywhere.

"Damn," Chad commented, admiring his biceps. "Looks like that's not gonna work either. I'll have to rely on raw physical strength to defeat 「Wen Li Beyond Ultimate Requiem」's Second Wind."

Chad proceeded to double-jump off the ground and begin throwing dozens of simultaneous punches at Li.

The Camping Trip
Chris' database quickly rebooted, causing him to notice his surroundings. There was a tent and a grill. He didn't remember any of this. What had happened? Chris looked over at Atticus, sleeping in a sleeping bag which he was sure Atticus didn't have. "Atticus, wake up!" Chris yelled.

Sitting up in the sleeping bag, Atticus rubbed his eyes and glanced over at Chris. "What are you yelling about?"

"Some of us are trying to sleep here," Li sat up. He yawned, then noticed the unfamiliar surroundings. "Wherever here is."

"Well, this is interesting," Chris said. "Somehow, there's a tent right there, and a grill. And there's a car over there,"

"Wait a minute. We're in the Blackwell Forest. Back in 259 TP, when I was ten, my father, Shen, took me camping here," Li realized.

"So, did you use Beyond for that?" Atticus asked.

"God, I really wish Blossom wasn't here," Blackmore said. "I really fucking hate women."

"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!" Blossom cried out.

Then, the grill began steaming, and Chris noticed there was food on it. "Okay, this is really creepy. Do not go eat that,"

"DO NOT SAY FUCK," Atticus said. "But go eat that. Ignore robot boy."

Blackmore ate that.

"Don't call me Robot Boy. You guys may want a lesson in your manners," Chris said. "Do you have a GPS, Atticus?"

"No, I do not."

"I do," Savannah announced.

"Where?" Chris asked, picking up a bag of marshmallows.

"It is in . . . my hand," Savannah explained.

"SECOND WIND!" Li screamed before spinning rapidly into a golden metallic tornado.

A 7'0 purple man in the trees wearing a light green short sleeved shirt and baggy brown pants saw them. "WHAT are yeh DOIN' in my CAMP?"

He jumped down. "Huh?! Wen Li?! My archnemesis! I never thought I'd see you again!"

he ran towards Li and span in circles

"Uh, we weren't exactly doing anything here," Chris tensed up. "Hey, is that your mom?"

"Are you callin' my momma a psychopathic old man?" The purple man snapped. He started spinning faster than ever.