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THE ANTICHRIST
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Works at Dip & Dots
It was a Tuesday. A normal Tuesday in a normal suburb called New Jersey. It was about three o’clock in the morning in a place where the old sleep. No not a nursery home but the graveyard. This graveyard was packed to maximum but if in that case we are talking about underground well anyway there was only one human living in this graveyard. Standing over him were two souls. They were religious souls. One was am angel the other was a demon and below the spawn of satin resided.
The demon looked down at the empty grave and reached into his pocket. He moved his hands around and then finally got hold of something. His hand moved out of his pocket and a silver object came out. It was perfectly square but a little bit wrinkly.
The demon said “hmm…. You know what I think” and the angel replied “no… your warped mind doesn’t circulate in mine”. The demon laughed a little “yeah… after all of these years you still are trying to convert me like a true Christian”. The angel sat down next to gravestone and smirk “you know it… so now pass me some of that before it burns up in your hand… you know I don’t like crispy”. The demon ripped the top layer of the silver wrapping to uncover a ham and cheese sandwich that had been freshly toasted. The demon thew it the angel and continued his story “well what I think is that this child isn’t evil and won’t become evil if nothing would e done to him… and the same thing goes to him about being good… he is perfectly normal”. The angel tilted his head for a second and the became a bit confused “but why do you think that…” The demon thought about it for a second himself “well he is human so he has all emotions… those are both good and bad… so when he goes up he will be influence by those around him… so in the end he will become good or evil depending on which one is influenced to a deeper degree in his soul…” The angel took a bit out of his sandwich “this taste like angel cake… You know I hate that…” the devil look at it and then at his own… “oh… sorry about that… I might have put some in…”
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(Seventeen years later ….more or less…)
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(The child decided after years and years of being taught everything about good and EVIL that he hate all religion except that which includes pancakes at the end but it tends to make him drift back to his normal self after the food is gone but that is a different story… well anyway back to the main story.)
Sunday at ten o’clock in the morning.
A man walks into the antichrist room singing “ITS TIME FOR CHURRRRCH MY FRIEND”. He looks down and screams something along the lines of oh my god what happened to the boy…. But with some common redneck words sneaked in. He runs around the bed of the child finding a piece of paper that includes the schedule and job application of a certain concert hall. The application was to the local dip &dots there… but then the man smiled. “hehehehehe.. he made a mistake in our favor”. Then the man thought again for a second “WAIT DOESN’T THE DEVIL OWN DIP &DOTS (some more redneck words)”. The man ran around breaking everything in the room as the antichrist ran towards PNC arts center. This particular arts center was owned by the own commonly know as God almighty but most people who really know his don’t care to call him that.
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(This role play is a comedy so don’t go overboard… IF you find that the devils and angels are talking like friends it is perfectly fine… They have been together so long together that they don’t care about religious political that don’t include who will win the apocalypse) (oh yeah to get it start god owns the art center but satin owns all the food courts any everything else in it)
1. No God-Modding. (But I don’t see why since it’s a comedy…. That includes god)
2. No Power-Playing. (Same here god)
3. OCC.
4. No Machine Gun Posting.
5. Obey the Role Play moderators and the creator of this role play (me).
6. Follow the rules. (Any questions about it talk with me in OCC chat or pm me
7. Devils and angels look human and they never change
8. Write angel cake or devil eggs as the password
9. Have fun
Name: (blah)
Gender: (no both or neither)
Appearance: (anything is good
Important/other character- (which guy are you)
Occupation- (job)
Side: god, satin, or human
Personality: (how into your god or demonic leader you are or something else you like.. it doesn’t matter to me…phess)
Biography: (write a little of something)
Important Characters
God- (manager of the arts center)- mastersehiroth
Satin- (manager of the food court)- Blahmaster
Antichrist- (human) (works at dip & dots)- (reserve for Falll of troy) (3 days)
Angel- (the one I talked about earlier) (sub manager of the arts center) King Naruto
Demon- (the one I talked about earlier) (sub manager of teh food court)- Setharoth
Other characters-
Voice of god- (secretary)
Dealth- (doctor) - Eikre
War- (security guard)
Famine- (cook)
Plague- (janitor) - TheDarkGolbez
More angels- (can be anything at the art center…. Even the drunk guy in the corner…)
More demon- (can be anything at the art center…. Even the drunk guy in the corner…)- Serio
More human- (can be anything at the art center…. Even the drunk guy in the corner…)
(You can name any character anything… just don’t be to religious…)
THE ANTICHRIST
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Works at Dip & Dots
It was a Tuesday. A normal Tuesday in a normal suburb called New Jersey. It was about three o’clock in the morning in a place where the old sleep. No not a nursery home but the graveyard. This graveyard was packed to maximum but if in that case we are talking about underground well anyway there was only one human living in this graveyard. Standing over him were two souls. They were religious souls. One was am angel the other was a demon and below the spawn of satin resided.
The demon looked down at the empty grave and reached into his pocket. He moved his hands around and then finally got hold of something. His hand moved out of his pocket and a silver object came out. It was perfectly square but a little bit wrinkly.
The demon said “hmm…. You know what I think” and the angel replied “no… your warped mind doesn’t circulate in mine”. The demon laughed a little “yeah… after all of these years you still are trying to convert me like a true Christian”. The angel sat down next to gravestone and smirk “you know it… so now pass me some of that before it burns up in your hand… you know I don’t like crispy”. The demon ripped the top layer of the silver wrapping to uncover a ham and cheese sandwich that had been freshly toasted. The demon thew it the angel and continued his story “well what I think is that this child isn’t evil and won’t become evil if nothing would e done to him… and the same thing goes to him about being good… he is perfectly normal”. The angel tilted his head for a second and the became a bit confused “but why do you think that…” The demon thought about it for a second himself “well he is human so he has all emotions… those are both good and bad… so when he goes up he will be influence by those around him… so in the end he will become good or evil depending on which one is influenced to a deeper degree in his soul…” The angel took a bit out of his sandwich “this taste like angel cake… You know I hate that…” the devil look at it and then at his own… “oh… sorry about that… I might have put some in…”
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(Seventeen years later ….more or less…)
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(The child decided after years and years of being taught everything about good and EVIL that he hate all religion except that which includes pancakes at the end but it tends to make him drift back to his normal self after the food is gone but that is a different story… well anyway back to the main story.)
Sunday at ten o’clock in the morning.
A man walks into the antichrist room singing “ITS TIME FOR CHURRRRCH MY FRIEND”. He looks down and screams something along the lines of oh my god what happened to the boy…. But with some common redneck words sneaked in. He runs around the bed of the child finding a piece of paper that includes the schedule and job application of a certain concert hall. The application was to the local dip &dots there… but then the man smiled. “hehehehehe.. he made a mistake in our favor”. Then the man thought again for a second “WAIT DOESN’T THE DEVIL OWN DIP &DOTS (some more redneck words)”. The man ran around breaking everything in the room as the antichrist ran towards PNC arts center. This particular arts center was owned by the own commonly know as God almighty but most people who really know his don’t care to call him that.
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(This role play is a comedy so don’t go overboard… IF you find that the devils and angels are talking like friends it is perfectly fine… They have been together so long together that they don’t care about religious political that don’t include who will win the apocalypse) (oh yeah to get it start god owns the art center but satin owns all the food courts any everything else in it)
1. No God-Modding. (But I don’t see why since it’s a comedy…. That includes god)
2. No Power-Playing. (Same here god)
3. OCC.
4. No Machine Gun Posting.
5. Obey the Role Play moderators and the creator of this role play (me).
6. Follow the rules. (Any questions about it talk with me in OCC chat or pm me
7. Devils and angels look human and they never change
8. Write angel cake or devil eggs as the password
9. Have fun
Name: (blah)
Gender: (no both or neither)
Appearance: (anything is good
Important/other character- (which guy are you)
Occupation- (job)
Side: god, satin, or human
Personality: (how into your god or demonic leader you are or something else you like.. it doesn’t matter to me…phess)
Biography: (write a little of something)
Important Characters
God- (manager of the arts center)- mastersehiroth
Satin- (manager of the food court)- Blahmaster
Antichrist- (human) (works at dip & dots)- (reserve for Falll of troy) (3 days)
Angel- (the one I talked about earlier) (sub manager of the arts center) King Naruto
Demon- (the one I talked about earlier) (sub manager of teh food court)- Setharoth
Other characters-
Voice of god- (secretary)
Dealth- (doctor) - Eikre
War- (security guard)
Famine- (cook)
Plague- (janitor) - TheDarkGolbez
More angels- (can be anything at the art center…. Even the drunk guy in the corner…)
More demon- (can be anything at the art center…. Even the drunk guy in the corner…)- Serio
More human- (can be anything at the art center…. Even the drunk guy in the corner…)
(You can name any character anything… just don’t be to religious…)
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