OOC: Okay, before we start, i probably owe an explanation: You see, I and 8 other people have been waiting for Shadowrockboy190 to start this RP. However, it has already been one month, and Shadowrockboy190 hasn’t been seen for days. I can see everyone getting restless, so I have decided to keep the seat warm and start the RP myself while Shadowrockboy190 is away. I already sent him an email explaining that he can always take the power back whenever he wants. So, with that out of the way, let’s begin:
Location: the Gamemaster’s lair
The Gamemaster sat in his office. It was sort of a small museum, filled with bizarre artifacts ranging from a cursed mummy wearing an aquamarine amulet, to the skull of a slain monster. Newspapers were framed on his wall, with headlines like “GAMEMASTER A TERRORIST, DESTROYS ARENA” and “TWO FOUND DEAD IN ARENA RUINS, GAMEMASTER BELIEVED TO BE THE CAUSE”. It had been about a year since that incident, and the Gamemaster had to go into hiding, now that the world knew who he really was. The gamemaster knew that there were a lot of people in this world who had the power to imprison, even kill him. But, he also knew that there were those who had the power to advance his plans…
A woman awoke, finding herself wrapped in chains and dangling above a pool of sharks. The gamemaster walked up to the podium above her. “Welcome, esteemed guest. I am so glad to have you participate in my humble game!” he exclaimed. “Where am I?! Let me go, you psycho!” the woman responded. “What was that, you want me to make it harder? very well,” the game master said, flipping a switch. As the woman was lowered into the pool, the Gamemaster’s phone rang. “We’ll have to pick this up later…” the Gamemaster said to the woman as he shut down the machine. “Gamemaster speaking!” he said as he answered the phone. “Hello, I have finished compiling the list of candidates. I will be sending the list to you now” said the voice. “Thank you very much” said the gamemaster. “Out of curiosity, how do you plan on recruiting them?” the voice asked. “Don’t worry, my plan is foolproof.” The gamemaster said as he hung up. Seconds later, he received the list of contacts, just as promised. The gamemaster smiled at his phone screen. He then rose from his chair, balancing himself on his cane as he did so. “Scrapper, prepare the ordurves! we’re having guests later!” He hollered as he stomped out of the room.
We now peer into the lives of the heroes and villains of the world…