"Oh really? Like what?....not to disrespect her way of life though" Jack said with a nervous laugh.

"Avo was an interfering old man that never let me have any fun!!!" Skorm complained, using Doran's mouth to speak once again.

"The shadow temple....or whatever they call it, for one." Judith stated, "their worse....heck, I've been saved by those monks before!"

Flower smiled slightly. "It is...okay...he may be...right." She murmured, her voice sounding slightly wore.

Name: Jirrue Makatshi

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Alignment: Good (But mostly keeps to himself)

Brief History: When he was born a ritual was performed on him by his own Mother and Father which caused a Dragon born of the hottest Fires of the earth and with Six Tails to be sealed inside of him. About around 6 to 8 years of age people stayed away from him for fear he would unleash JanGoro's (Dragon King) wrath upon them. A lot of feared him and a lot hated him and sometimes people hired assasins to kill him. It did no good though because Special Magma was always with him and would automatically protect him fron any danger/harm. His parents fearing at what they created banished him fron his own Village and since over the years has defended for himself and learned to resent those around him. He's far into the stage where a wrong mistake near him would cause that person to be killed unmerciallsey. Things like that went on for years up until when he was 22 that he faced Theresa. A blind Sorceress who somehow easily overcame his defenses and defeated him soundly. She did not strike a final blow like he expected and instead for four years taught him the meaning of life and how precious it should be treated for it's fraility. Wasn't long afterwards that he became a Hero and greatly opposed what he once was. He still lives with Theresa knowing that she was a true Mother to him.

Brief Description: 6"6 and 232 Pounds of muscle with short spiked dirty blonde hair and fire red eyes with a large scar down his left eye, Black toeless shoes with dark grey pants and a white muscle shirt underneath a long (long sleeved) black leather coat, Three grey rings on his thighs (Two on right one on left) and a grey protective vest over his coat and a white Gourd attached to the back filled with the Special Magma.

This is too interesting to let it die.

(OOC: good to have you on but....we DO have a place for characters.....I think, it's been forever since I'v checked this page ^^;)

Maybe. I looked and none of them seemed like OC Centers to me. I'm used to it saying like OC Sheet or Character Creation to me.

( I suppose so. I also guess it was my turn to reply to the last post ^^; )

Hahahahaha. I guess. I just got here so I wouldn't know. I can start anytime if you'd like.

(You can jump in at any time, just put your character someplace and your sure to run into our group of misfits sooner or later ^^ )

"Hey are you ok?" Jack asked Flower with consern in his voice at her apparent pain.

Jirrue had gone out from the wooden large oak home he lived to this very day because Theresa was out and he wasn't one to sit around too long without anyones company. He was always careful about where he went but this time Theresa gave him a break leaving him a note to go out and explore the Town. To get to know some of the people around.

If he had been sugar crazed he would have bounced of the friggen walls. Happily he made his way into the Town closest to them from the back entrance and stepped inside. Upon closer examination it appeared to be the poor part of the Town. People were huddled together in front of large containers bellowing fires to keep them warm and others were very hard working to earn what little money they could.

He saw a Mother and her Daughter come from some little Shop carrying a medium sized sack of which he guessed was coins.

"That must have been really hard for her and-

He didn't bother to finish as a low life man ran from behind the Mother and snatched the sack out of her hand and running directly into his path. He grew really angry. Poor or not you can sink low but stealing from a starving Mother and her Baby Child is going too far.

Just as the Thief ran close to him Jirrue picked him up by his neck and hoisted him into the air his feet nearly a Kilometer off the ground.

He snarled. "You dirty little rat. How dare you take something from someone trying to feed their Child. Your lower than scum." He squeezed his neck tight until the man was forced to let go of the sack and it dropped into Jirrue's waiting hand. He picked him up a little more and slammed him face first into the ground and with a reason. "You will never take another thing or make another Selfish act towards others again you rat." He lifted up a foot and slammed down at the base of the mans spine. There was a loud cracking sound as it broke and the man who was crying out in agony.

He spit on the lowlife and cautiously returned the money to the Mother who nervously held out her hand and her Daughter hid behind her leg but curious peering at him.

He smiled. "No need to be afraid. I did not kill him and he will not die. Guards I know will escort him to prison. He can no longer commit vile acts like that." Sensing that his smile was genuine and the fact that he returned their money made the Mother have complete trust in him. The Daughter tugged on his pants leg looking up and smiling at him. He leaned down to her level smiling as well and ruffling her hair making her giggle. "Sweet kid."

The Mother chuckled nodding as he stood up. "Sorry. I haven't introduced myself." He held out his hand. "Jirrue. Jirrue Makatshi." The woman smiled again shaking it and bowing.

"Nice to meet you Jirrue. I'm Eliza Rose and this is my Daughter Angela Rose." She pointed to the child now in the middle of them. Jirrue nodded still smiling.

F**king terrific. I joined another dead Forum.

(OOC: Yep it would seem so)

Damn it all!

Just a suggestion is all: Delete.

It's done and dead. Stick a fork in it.

Agreed.

SWEARWORD!! I'm hesitant to join the original Fable Plotlines, since I haven't played it. I wanted to play Reaver, but...

SWEARWORD!!

(holy gumdrop buttons i know about five people on this forum from others just wow....Um should i type out my charries stats first or can i jump in right away?)

(okay i got my answers so don't stick a fork in it, i know someone who know's someone who i will ask to come play, so um let's get on with this.)

Name: Ciera

Age: 18

Alignment: Evil XD

Brief history: The reincarnation of a young gril from 500 years ago who had fallen in love with jack of blades, She is now occasiobnally possesed by the spirit who is still desperetley searching for her husband and daughter. (um if anyone has a problem with that i'll change it but there's just something about evil guys from video games that i like...)

Brief description: A slender woman with long blondish brown hair and ocean blue eyes, She tends to be girly and wear fancy clothing in blue colors.

Hate to burst your bubble, but this forum has been dead for months. Unless you have an idea.

dead. . . DEAD? why is it that every awesome forum has to die so YOUNG?!? WWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!

mostly from a lack of motivation from the old RPers who were in one of the originals ^^; I'm always up for starting a fresh new-er Fable 2 RP to help pass the time between now and when the 3rd comes out which I SHALL get.....and I'm possibly thinking of saveing my cash so I can get the limited collectors edition :3

It is a shame...

Say, Fox, what kind of king will Jack be?

Hard to say....I'd say he'd be generally good to the people, though always rushing off to deal with problems himself. Probably not too eager to settle down at first, He'd most likely keep rent and taxes low so the economy will spike up. then make his money by tradeing on the markets. and what little rent/taxes he does charge.

Though I doubt he'd wear anything too royal or offical. the usual bandit/pirateish gear. and when he's not partying in the castle he's probably makeing offical decisions in his pj's

what about yours?

Hmm... I'm too sure how Skorm and Sasha shall rule. Here are some policies.

1. A big family. You know, there must be heirs and they're both Heroes with a Hero's stamina...

2. Restore worship of Avo and Skorm to satisfy the evil god within Skorm.

3. Trade with Samarkand.

4. Gather as much knowledge of magic as possible, seeing how Skorm is a Will User.

Howdy friends. Anyone think Fable 3 will be so epic the world will implode?

Sounds awesome so far! :)

We need a new roleplay, but what about?

we could do it like a series of rp tales that center around a group of lesser known heros (we fit the bill to a T :3) who in their own way, help some of the bigger events transpire. y'know? Or it could just be the aimless ramblings of a bunch of bandits and thieves :3

How bout both?

works for me 8D

How would we go about it though?