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Should we make a RP thread for this club?  

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  1. 1. Should we make a RP thread for this club?

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Lol *facepalm*

 

It's an image without a background. How do you think we get these images on a blank canvas, then decorate all over it? We can't with any regular image. Only with ones that have no background what so ever.

 

Look up "Naruto Renders" over google and try to find a good link, then let me see it to see if you picked a good one xD

 

@Star Child: I guess so xD That's what people tell me~

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The pic is fine, that works~

Mkay, I'll get to it sooner or later, when I'm not so lazy xD

 

But it'll be done soon =3

 

EDIT:

Here's the start to my story. Rate and comment so I can improve. Also, "Mystic" is the name of the story.

[spoiler=Story YAY]A life worth living is a life worth needing, isn’t that right? To live without a reason, it’s exactly like being dead. In my place, all I am is dead, sworn into nothingness. To my friends, family, and even myself, I show no hope to live; I just take up space and time. I wished to be gone, I wanted to be deceased. For that to happen, I’d have to take matters into my own hands though. But I wanted something more then just erasing my existence. The power and urge that grew inside of me was wearing out; I was running out of time. The battle I faced, one that many people have feared before, left me with nothing. My will to fight for my rights was gone and I really did feel death upon my vains. There was no reason for this battle anymore.

 

That is, until she gave me something to fight for.

 

MYSTIC

 

Entise, a powerful national government line placed within the cities of Forge. Along with multiple other nations, Entise shows incredible power which is stored within bodily energy streams called Myst. Myst is a type of seeable energy that can be taken from the two energy networks of your body, Psychical Energy and Mental Energy, to be placed above your skin and be bent to take any shape or form. Since the Myst within a body holds such exctreme power when trained correctly, each governmental war unit is trained to use it as a fighting style and command of battle. Along with Myst, are GEN, or Governmental Entise Network; bots which are used as human controlled machines. These robots, armed with missiles and sharp edges, are what the armies fight in. To pilot such a robot takes intense skill, which is only seen within a nation’s war unit. With different types of Myst and GEN bots out there blocks the way of different nations winning over other land; unfortunately war isn’t so easy with these upgraded weapons. Our world has been divided into four equal sections, run by different government systems and trained with different fighting styles. I alone have been trained to use the power of Myst and trained to pilot a single GEN bot as a natural defense within the land I live on. But truth be told, I’m not in the government system or ever want to get involved.

 

“They’re all a bunch of sarcastic morons who can’t take a war seriously,” My grandpa once told me, “If you join them, you’ll become an even bigger sarcastic moron!” He wasn’t kidding at all.

 

Being raised by my grandpa alone has taken a toll on me; I mean, what else can a regular 14 year old boy do with his life when raised by your grandfather? It’s a little terrorizing. But that’s why I put my mind into the art of Myst, learning how to control such power kept my mind on something other then the terror I usually feel. Another hobby of mine is rifting, a common sport in Forge. As a result of all the Myst energy covering the planet, the atmosphere has been permeated by an enigmatic energy known as Transparent Light Particles, dubbed as Trapar Waves for short. Because all thought carries energy, these Trapar Waves have been used for flight-capable vehicles such as GEN bots and air ships, but most importantly, for rifting. We lift upon these waves using surfboard-like boards called “reflector boards,” or rift boards, to ride Trapar Waves in a way similar to surfing or skateboarding, but we ride in the magnificent sky. Rifting kept me at a steady pleasure and going along my reflector board with my best friend Taro, was always a ton of fun. My father taught me both Myst bending and rifting when he actually had time for me.

 

My elder, being my father, has been in the national army of Enrise for all I can remember. He has served them with his heart and became one of the most famous soldiers in our nation. I’m not sure whether to feel proud or depressed from him always being away; his love to spill blood was greater then his love to raise a son. I often wondered how grandpa felt about that, but even though he’s never around, my father led me to believe in my energy. Those with dark energy will use actions for evil, while those with good energy will use their actions for good until exhaustion, he often told me. To feel unbeaten is to feel protected, that’s what he convinced me to believe. Father is constantly on the battle field, while mother already was killed from playing in this war game. I barely knew their intentions or what side they were on, but I know they’d be on the side of justice; which ever side that was playing on anyway.

 

Myst had given me something to believe in. I can’t believe in any solemn person or thing, but I can believe in my own energy and ideals. Justice can be handled with the force of right minded power!

 

CHAPTER ONE

 

 

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EDIT:

Here's the start to my story. Rate and comment so I can improve. Also' date=' "Mystic" is the name of the story.

[spoiler=Story YAY']A life worth living is a life worth needing, isn’t that right? To live without a reason, it’s exactly like being dead. In my place, all I am is dead, sworn into nothingness. To my friends, family, and even myself, I show no hope to live; I just take up space and time. I wished to be gone, I wanted to be deceased. For that to happen, I’d have to take matters into my own hands though. But I wanted something more then just erasing my existence. The power and urge that grew inside of me was wearing out; I was running out of time. The battle I faced, one that many people have feared before, left me with nothing. My will to fight for my rights was gone and I really did feel death upon my vains. There was no reason for this battle anymore.

 

That is, until she gave me something to fight for.

 

MYSTIC

 

Entise, a powerful national government line placed within the cities of Forge. Along with multiple other nations, Entise shows incredible power which is stored within bodily energy streams called Myst. Myst is a type of seeable energy that can be taken from the two energy networks of your body, Psychical Energy and Mental Energy, to be placed above your skin and be bent to take any shape or form. Since the Myst within a body holds such exctreme power when trained correctly, each governmental war unit is trained to use it as a fighting style and command of battle. Along with Myst, are GEN, or Governmental Entise Network; bots which are used as human controlled machines. These robots, armed with missiles and sharp edges, are what the armies fight in. To pilot such a robot takes intense skill, which is only seen within a nation’s war unit. With different types of Myst and GEN bots out there blocks the way of different nations winning over other land; unfortunately war isn’t so easy with these upgraded weapons. Our world has been divided into four equal sections, run by different government systems and trained with different fighting styles. I alone have been trained to use the power of Myst and trained to pilot a single GEN bot as a natural defense within the land I live on. But truth be told, I’m not in the government system or ever want to get involved.

 

“They’re all a bunch of sarcastic morons who can’t take a war seriously,” My grandpa once told me, “If you join them, you’ll become an even bigger sarcastic moron!” He wasn’t kidding at all.

 

Being raised by my grandpa alone has taken a toll on me; I mean, what else can a regular 14 year old boy do with his life when raised by your grandfather? It’s a little terrorizing. But that’s why I put my mind into the art of Myst, learning how to control such power kept my mind on something other then the terror I usually feel. Another hobby of mine is rifting, a common sport in Forge. As a result of all the Myst energy covering the planet, the atmosphere has been permeated by an enigmatic energy known as Transparent Light Particles, dubbed as Trapar Waves for short. Because all thought carries energy, these Trapar Waves have been used for flight-capable vehicles such as GEN bots and air ships, but most importantly, for rifting. We lift upon these waves using surfboard-like boards called “reflector boards,” or rift boards, to ride Trapar Waves in a way similar to surfing or skateboarding, but we ride in the magnificent sky. Rifting kept me at a steady pleasure and going along my reflector board with my best friend Taro, was always a ton of fun. My father taught me both Myst bending and rifting when he actually had time for me.

 

My elder, being my father, has been in the national army of Enrise for all I can remember. He has served them with his heart and became one of the most famous soldiers in our nation. I’m not sure whether to feel proud or depressed from him always being away; his love to spill blood was greater then his love to raise a son. I often wondered how grandpa felt about that, but even though he’s never around, my father led me to believe in my energy. Those with dark energy will use actions for evil, while those with good energy will use their actions for good until exhaustion, he often told me. To feel unbeaten is to feel protected, that’s what he convinced me to believe. Father is constantly on the battle field, while mother already was killed from playing in this war game. I barely knew their intentions or what side they were on, but I know they’d be on the side of justice; which ever side that was playing on anyway.

 

Myst had given me something to believe in. I can’t believe in any solemn person or thing, but I can believe in my own energy and ideals. Justice can be handled with the force of right minded power!

 

CHAPTER ONE

 

 

 

@Chaos: I'll try my best to make the sig ^___^

And yeah, Niashi isn't him without some kind of humor xD

And well, I can only recolor a sprite. But it's not that great. I've only tried two times with red colors~

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EDIT:

Here's the start to my story. Rate and comment so I can improve. Also' date=' "Mystic" is the name of the story.

[spoiler=Story YAY']A life worth living is a life worth needing, isn’t that right? To live without a reason, it’s exactly like being dead. In my place, all I am is dead, sworn into nothingness. To my friends, family, and even myself, I show no hope to live; I just take up space and time. I wished to be gone, I wanted to be deceased. For that to happen, I’d have to take matters into my own hands though. But I wanted something more then just erasing my existence. The power and urge that grew inside of me was wearing out; I was running out of time. The battle I faced, one that many people have feared before, left me with nothing. My will to fight for my rights was gone and I really did feel death upon my vains. There was no reason for this battle anymore.

 

That is, until she gave me something to fight for.

 

MYSTIC

 

Entise, a powerful national government line placed within the cities of Forge. Along with multiple other nations, Entise shows incredible power which is stored within bodily energy streams called Myst. Myst is a type of seeable energy that can be taken from the two energy networks of your body, Psychical Energy and Mental Energy, to be placed above your skin and be bent to take any shape or form. Since the Myst within a body holds such exctreme power when trained correctly, each governmental war unit is trained to use it as a fighting style and command of battle. Along with Myst, are GEN, or Governmental Entise Network; bots which are used as human controlled machines. These robots, armed with missiles and sharp edges, are what the armies fight in. To pilot such a robot takes intense skill, which is only seen within a nation’s war unit. With different types of Myst and GEN bots out there blocks the way of different nations winning over other land; unfortunately war isn’t so easy with these upgraded weapons. Our world has been divided into four equal sections, run by different government systems and trained with different fighting styles. I alone have been trained to use the power of Myst and trained to pilot a single GEN bot as a natural defense within the land I live on. But truth be told, I’m not in the government system or ever want to get involved.

 

“They’re all a bunch of sarcastic morons who can’t take a war seriously,” My grandpa once told me, “If you join them, you’ll become an even bigger sarcastic moron!” He wasn’t kidding at all.

 

Being raised by my grandpa alone has taken a toll on me; I mean, what else can a regular 14 year old boy do with his life when raised by your grandfather? It’s a little terrorizing. But that’s why I put my mind into the art of Myst, learning how to control such power kept my mind on something other then the terror I usually feel. Another hobby of mine is rifting, a common sport in Forge. As a result of all the Myst energy covering the planet, the atmosphere has been permeated by an enigmatic energy known as Transparent Light Particles, dubbed as Trapar Waves for short. Because all thought carries energy, these Trapar Waves have been used for flight-capable vehicles such as GEN bots and air ships, but most importantly, for rifting. We lift upon these waves using surfboard-like boards called “reflector boards,” or rift boards, to ride Trapar Waves in a way similar to surfing or skateboarding, but we ride in the magnificent sky. Rifting kept me at a steady pleasure and going along my reflector board with my best friend Taro, was always a ton of fun. My father taught me both Myst bending and rifting when he actually had time for me.

 

My elder, being my father, has been in the national army of Enrise for all I can remember. He has served them with his heart and became one of the most famous soldiers in our nation. I’m not sure whether to feel proud or depressed from him always being away; his love to spill blood was greater then his love to raise a son. I often wondered how grandpa felt about that, but even though he’s never around, my father led me to believe in my energy. Those with dark energy will use actions for evil, while those with good energy will use their actions for good until exhaustion, he often told me. To feel unbeaten is to feel protected, that’s what he convinced me to believe. Father is constantly on the battle field, while mother already was killed from playing in this war game. I barely knew their intentions or what side they were on, but I know they’d be on the side of justice; which ever side that was playing on anyway.

 

Myst had given me something to believe in. I can’t believe in any solemn person or thing, but I can believe in my own energy and ideals. Justice can be handled with the force of right minded power!

 

CHAPTER ONE

 

 

 

@Chaos: I'll try my best to make the sig ^___^

And yeah, Niashi isn't him without some kind of humor xD

And well, I can only recolor a sprite. But it's not that great. I've only tried two times with red colors~

wait, you mean you can only do duo-tone like what i have in mah siggeh? xD

and i really liked your prologue. was it deliberate for you to say 'rifting' instead of 'lifting'?

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tachi, i don't do fake types.

and i did read it mawie! D=

EDIT:

Here's the start to my story. Rate and comment so I can improve. Also' date=' "Mystic" is the name of the story.

[spoiler=Story YAY']A life worth living is a life worth needing, isn’t that right? To live without a reason, it’s exactly like being dead. In my place, all I am is dead, sworn into nothingness. To my friends, family, and even myself, I show no hope to live; I just take up space and time. I wished to be gone, I wanted to be deceased. For that to happen, I’d have to take matters into my own hands though. But I wanted something more then just erasing my existence. The power and urge that grew inside of me was wearing out; I was running out of time. The battle I faced, one that many people have feared before, left me with nothing. My will to fight for my rights was gone and I really did feel death upon my vains. There was no reason for this battle anymore.

 

That is, until she gave me something to fight for.

 

MYSTIC

 

Entise, a powerful national government line placed within the cities of Forge. Along with multiple other nations, Entise shows incredible power which is stored within bodily energy streams called Myst. Myst is a type of seeable energy that can be taken from the two energy networks of your body, Psychical Energy and Mental Energy, to be placed above your skin and be bent to take any shape or form. Since the Myst within a body holds such exctreme power when trained correctly, each governmental war unit is trained to use it as a fighting style and command of battle. Along with Myst, are GEN, or Governmental Entise Network; bots which are used as human controlled machines. These robots, armed with missiles and sharp edges, are what the armies fight in. To pilot such a robot takes intense skill, which is only seen within a nation’s war unit. With different types of Myst and GEN bots out there blocks the way of different nations winning over other land; unfortunately war isn’t so easy with these upgraded weapons. Our world has been divided into four equal sections, run by different government systems and trained with different fighting styles. I alone have been trained to use the power of Myst and trained to pilot a single GEN bot as a natural defense within the land I live on. But truth be told, I’m not in the government system or ever want to get involved.

 

“They’re all a bunch of sarcastic morons who can’t take a war seriously,” My grandpa once told me, “If you join them, you’ll become an even bigger sarcastic moron!” He wasn’t kidding at all.

 

Being raised by my grandpa alone has taken a toll on me; I mean, what else can a regular 14 year old boy do with his life when raised by your grandfather? It’s a little terrorizing. But that’s why I put my mind into the art of Myst, learning how to control such power kept my mind on something other then the terror I usually feel. Another hobby of mine is rifting, a common sport in Forge. As a result of all the Myst energy covering the planet, the atmosphere has been permeated by an enigmatic energy known as Transparent Light Particles, dubbed as Trapar Waves for short. Because all thought carries energy, these Trapar Waves have been used for flight-capable vehicles such as GEN bots and air ships, but most importantly, for rifting. We lift upon these waves using surfboard-like boards called “reflector boards,” or rift boards, to ride Trapar Waves in a way similar to surfing or skateboarding, but we ride in the magnificent sky. Rifting kept me at a steady pleasure and going along my reflector board with my best friend Taro, was always a ton of fun. My father taught me both Myst bending and rifting when he actually had time for me.

 

My elder, being my father, has been in the national army of Enrise for all I can remember. He has served them with his heart and became one of the most famous soldiers in our nation. I’m not sure whether to feel proud or depressed from him always being away; his love to spill blood was greater then his love to raise a son. I often wondered how grandpa felt about that, but even though he’s never around, my father led me to believe in my energy. Those with dark energy will use actions for evil, while those with good energy will use their actions for good until exhaustion, he often told me. To feel unbeaten is to feel protected, that’s what he convinced me to believe. Father is constantly on the battle field, while mother already was killed from playing in this war game. I barely knew their intentions or what side they were on, but I know they’d be on the side of justice; which ever side that was playing on anyway.

 

Myst had given me something to believe in. I can’t believe in any solemn person or thing, but I can believe in my own energy and ideals. Justice can be handled with the force of right minded power!

 

CHAPTER ONE

 

 

 

@Chaos: I'll try my best to make the sig ^___^

And yeah, Niashi isn't him without some kind of humor xD

And well, I can only recolor a sprite. But it's not that great. I've only tried two times with red colors~

wait, you mean you can only do duo-tone like what i have in mah siggeh? xD

and i really liked your prologue. was it deliberate for you to say 'rifting' instead of 'lifting'?

See? -starts whimpering-

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@Chaos: No, I mean I can recolor a Pokemon sprite, like how Pikachu is yellow, I can make him red. I can't recolor anything else though xD Hold on, let me find one that I did before and I'll edit this post with it.

 

And thanks~ ^___^

Yeah, when I first watched the anime, I often called lifting, rifting. It was a major mistake that stuck to me, so I used it for my own story xD

 

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