I bet I have a few questions for thi,s and I'll answer'em before you ask:
Your making another game?Why? Because "the more, the merrier," and also when I'm on here, I like to be busy, or i get bored :\\.
Whats Janusion mean? There is no such word, I made it up, but what it means by my description:
Janusion (ja-new-shin) 1.The creation of things that do not exist, and do not exist anymore
THAT means it's the act of creating things that are fake, fictional, and not real, as well as the creation of things that are long since forgotten/gone, such as bringing the Titanic from underwater to floating and fine, or Snoopy and co running around in California.
Does that say BOOK 1? Yes it does, reason why is I'm writing a book called The Janusion Act, well, more of a series, actually, hense the number. It will be an exact copy of my old Elements of Disaster RPGs, I just spiced the name up a little
Now, if there are any more question I didn't show here, you may ask'em, lol, cause here's the game:
Outside the Kentucky Derby Raceway, sat a Mexican man wearing a mechanics uniform. He was smoking and having a drink has he sat waiting for his buisness partner to show up. Finally, he did, and they got down to buisness. "What took you so long?" asked the Mexican, looking displeased. "There were unforseen problems," his "friend" replied. He wore a black trench coat, black pants a a large, dark-grey fedora that put his face in a shadow. "Was it another shadow spawn?" asked the Mexican. "No, so juvenile deliquent poured beer into my gas tank," replied Fedora man, pulling out a laptop from a huge, invisible pocket inside his jacket,"Never mind about my car, look at these pictures that one of our spy sattelites took," he finished, turning the computer around. The mexican gasped,"is that a-" "a giant, black space ship sitting right next to Jupiter? Yes," cut in Fedora Man. "It's so big, that same sattelite crashd into after taking these pictures." "What do we do?" asked the Mexican, still looking a bit white in the face. "Nothing for now, for all we know, they might be friendly," replied Fedora Man.
800 miles away, up in NYC You wake up on a park bench. You don't know how you get there, but you remember seeing a big flash of purple light, fire everywhere, then something hitting you on the back of your head. You remember your name, as well as your powers, but that knock on your head seems to have weaken you. Do you mind telling us who you are?:
[i]This is the start of your new beginning. You don't know what is about to take place. You don't know what you will lose or gain. It's your time, now.[b]
Hope you guys like, and as a hint to what the "giant, black space ship sitting next to Jupiter," is, look up "The Eclipse, Star Wars," and then you'll know
(yes, you can choose powers, just nothing god-like, lol)
You are sitting on a park bench with a headache. You see people coming and going past you. You see cars everywhere. The usual NYC. What do you do first?
Name:Jon Cook Age:19 Gender:Male Money: Inventory: -------------- Power:Carbon Manipulation Level: 1 HP: 25/25 XP: 0/35 Intellengence: 1 Strength: 1 Stamina: 20/20 Dexterity: 1 (yes i remember what your power does) You try doing so, but the best you can percieve is a large, glowing triangle with an eye in the middle of it. What now?
Go for it its not like a hideous monster will come out and attack me to steal my powers then use them to take over the world(plz do what i sarcasticly said wasnt gonna happen! i have hopes a dreams too!)
(Just wait, there is a monster, just not where you expect.)
You go down the alley, and see a shop with a "Help Wanted" sign outside. "Sciro's Sharp, Pointy, and Dangerous Shop" was the places name. What do you do?
You do so, "Sorry, man, but were kinda full on people right now," said the guy in charge, an African American with a "Hello, my name is Jack," tag on. You then hear screaming, and see that the guy who mops the floor was arguing with somebody. He then took off his apron, argued a bit more, than ran out the door. "Huh, guess we do have a job opening," said Jack. What do you do?
(wow, you really are prepared, but to what end? >)
You go inside. It's empty except for a lone man standing behind the counter. He's in a grey trench coat, and a cowboy hat. He has a long pointed beard, and tan skin, although it looks like he doesn't get out much. What do you do?
