Welcome to SU: Legacy, a next-gen Supernatural RP that takes place in the year 2040. The Men of Letters has expanded to include three base locations across the continental US. Angels and demons have gone mostly dormant but there are still supernatural evils lurking in the shadows. The legacies could use your help. Are you in?
Giving credit where credit is due. A big thank you to all the coders at PBS and various resource sites for any codes, plug-ins and templates.
Thanks to Nick @ Fidelius for the fabulous mini-profile. Everything else was created by our own staff. If we missed someone please let us know.
We don't own Supernatural, we just enjoy it's awesomeness. Thanks Eric Kripke for creating it, all the writers/producers for putting out a great show and the CW for keeping it on the air for almost 10 years now!
Okay, so those of you who are SU veterans may remember a little game we played once upon a time called Funkytime Stories. The object of the game was to write a random story together without influencing whatever the next person is going to post. The first poster starts the story by writing half a sentence. The next player finishes that sentence and writes half of another. The next player finishes THAT sentence and writes half of another, and so on. It's quite simple to play and can be quite random and funny. I only ask that you allow at least TWO or THREE people to post after you before posting again.
For those of you who would like to read the first round's story, here it is:
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Dean who had a pet rubber duck. Now Dean loved this rubber duck even more than he loved pretending to be Batman, but one day someone stole his beloved duck. Dean got really mad and decided he need to find his rubber ducky. He swore that when he found it he would pretend to be batman again and kick some rubber ducky stealing ass. However when he went looking to the thief he became suddenly distracted by the heavenly scent of barbecued chicken wing pie.
"Mmm, pie!" exclaimed Dean happily as he searched for the source of the heavenly smell. He finally found it and he couldn't believe who it was cooking it. There, in a 'kiss the chef' apron, was Bobby Singer humming happily. "What the..." Dean stared for a moment and then asked himself, "Self... why oh why is Bobby not wearing anything under that apron?" And then, with a heavy sigh and a hand over his eyes, he falls over Sam who is for some reason lying on the ground at Dean's feet. "Damnit Sam, what you doin' down..... What the fuck, that's my only copy of 'Impala Lover's Monthly' you're using to make origami swans out of!"
Sam simply shrugged and replied, sorry I was just bored. Sam picked up the paper swan and stood, placing the swan on top of Dean's head as he declared, "There, I made you a hat."
"Dude, this is no time for paper hats, the most terrible thing in the world has happened! My Rubber Ducky is in terrible peril, we need to get in the Batmobile and go save it! Bobby, we may need your help too because we may have to resort to the ancient secret Rubber Ducky summoning spell. I have a feeling that it was stolen by father Christmas and the only way to get it back is to summon it back.
"You idjit boy" Bobby yelled, "You can't wear paper swans for hats!" as he turned finally and noticed Dean's headwear. Angrily, apron-clad Bobby stalked over to the boys and snatched the little paper swan from his head, did a nifty bit of refolding and tearing and then opened it up into a line of snowflakes.
"But you can use paper snowflakes to wear like a necklace." Sam pouted because he thought that Bobby was stealing his thunder with his snowflakes and he wouldn't stand for it. "Oi, what the hell are you doing Bobby, that was totally uncalled for!" Bobby rolled his eyes and said, "Look, are we gonna try to find this thing, or are we just gonna stand here paper-folding like the Golden Girls? It's only a matter of time before the ducky thief Father Christmas takes his stolen prize and runs off to Vegas with it to use it's rainman-like skills at card counting on the blackjack tables for his own evil ends."
"Nooo! My ducky hates being forced to do St. Nick's evil bidding." Dean revs up the Impala to set off in search for his ducky. No one, not even St. Nick was going to violate his most prized possession. Turning on the radio Dean started singing a long to rubber ducky you're the one...making bath time lots of fun!
Oh, one more thing. When you post, please copy all of the text from the previous post into a new reply and add in your words. Remember to finish the previous poster's sentence and add another PARTIAL sentence. Nobody should write a complete sentence. I will start in the next post
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't going to let any damn vampire upstage her. So, she decided
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't going to let any damn vampire upstage her. So, she decided to set a trap for it. The trap consisted of
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't going to let any damn vampire upstage her. So, she decided to set a trap for it. The trap consisted of a canoe, a teddy bear, and two fishing poles the plan was
Post by The Preceptor on Jul 12, 2012 18:09:50 GMT -8
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't going to let any damn vampire upstage her. So, she decided to set a trap for it. The trap consisted of a canoe, a teddy bear, and two fishing poles. The plan was coming together smoothly, or at least she thought it was. Ruby hadn't noticed that the teddy bear
Post by Sam Winchester (NPC) on Jul 12, 2012 18:20:32 GMT -8
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't going to let any damn vampire upstage her. So, she decided to set a trap for it. The trap consisted of a canoe, a teddy bear, and two fishing poles. The plan was coming together smoothly, or at least she thought it was. Ruby hadn't noticed that the teddy bear had a little note from Sam pinned to it. The note was
It was a dark and stormy night, and Ruby couldn't have asked for better weather. It really got her surprised because usually she wouldn't appreciate walking through a meadow in the rain. But tonight she planned to camp out all night in hopes of seeing a sparkly vampire in the morning. She wasn't going to let any damn vampire upstage her. So, she decided to set a trap for it. The trap consisted of a canoe, a teddy bear, and two fishing poles. The plan was coming together smoothly, or at least she thought it was. Ruby hadn't noticed that the teddy bear had a little note from Sam pinned to it.
The note was written in pink scented paper and was adressed to Dean, Sam handwriting was