Sun, Jan. 29th, 2006, 12:45 am
That’s right, we’re starting a brand new story that follows anaterasu's new Woop Cult comic. There’s going to be the same old characters, along with quite a few new ones (and hopefully a lot more new ones, because I want more people to join this time!)
Now first of all, let’s get everyone caught up with the old plot…
Everyone whose been standing in the way of the Woop Cult’s goals (alive or dead) has been captured. Things were going fairly well for the cult, although nothing was really happening other than cultist recruiting. After a new cultist joins, a series of strange events begin occurring. Christa unwittingly releases the soul devourer, Valafar by reading a curse out of a book. The lizard demon, unhappy with it’s current host, begins to look to Henry Townshend as a more suitable candidate.
The problem? If Valafar switches hosts, it’ll kill its previous host. Vincent and Claudia, apparently thinking that the cult would be better in the hands of two incompetent leaders instead of one, takes Christa to Dahlia, who along with several other characters is mysteriously still alive. She seals the demon inside Christa and the cult’s problems now seem to be over with, but for how long?
Now, on with the new plot.
About a year after the Valafar incident…
Christa and Rachel have been seeking the priestess who knew how to awaken the cult’s demon god. Unfortunately, she’s dead. Now the two cult leaders are seeking out her reincarnation with the belief that she carries the ancient priestess’s old secret that could bring back the demon and accomplish their goals. The two leaders stumble across a strange young girl named Aya. Could she be the new leader?
Sun, Feb. 12th, 2006 12:33 am (UTC)
Rachel: It's Saturday night. You know what that means...
Christa: Flying saucers?
Rachel: Okay, what else does Saturday night mean?
Christa: Cult madness?
Rachel: Exactly!! *drops two large piles of paper* Time to search for our priestess. I've formulated a plan so elaborate that it will make your head explode! *ear to ear grin* We shall post these pictures all over the city.
Christa: *takes one and reads it aloud* "Naked women!! Now that we have your attention, find our priestess" ... *head explodes*
Thu, Feb. 23rd, 2006 11:25 pm (UTC)
Demon Janitor:"...I come back from my leave to find what? Gore, blood, mayhem, heads exploding, decapitation, and all other gruesome and bloody ways of dying. I think I am going back on vacation."
Rachel:"Oh no you don't." She hands the janitor his bucket and mop. "Start cleaning."
Demon Janitor: *cry "yes mame"
Sun, Feb. 26th, 2006 11:06 pm (UTC)
Rachel: *glare* Where have you been, anyway? It's been two minutes since we last saw you cleaning! Are you slacking off? *takes out a whip*
Demon Janitor: Ah! No, no I wasn't! I- Wait, why do you have a whip?
Rachel: Um,uh... It's for my... other job...
Demon Janitor: ... Wow... I didn't need that visual...
Mon, Feb. 27th, 2006 08:10 pm (UTC)
Demon Janitor lies down in fetal position.
Demon Janitor: "Bad thoughts. Bad thoughts. Oh God!!! Get the images out of my head!!!"
Mon, Feb. 27th, 2006 09:15 pm (UTC)
Walter: Don't worry.. I'll get those images out of your head... *wipes out a chainsaw*
Demon Janitor: That's not what I meant!!!
Rachel: Oh, please. It's not THAT disturbing
Demon #2: Actually, it is
Rachel: No one asked you!
Wed, Mar. 1st, 2006 01:11 pm (UTC)
(I forgot which demon is envy)
Demon #6?: "I am jealous! Why can't people have disturbing thoughts about me?"
Wed, Mar. 1st, 2006 09:02 pm (UTC)
(Yes, Demon #6 is envy. That reminds me, I have a few updated character designs for my Woop comic. I'll try to beg Christa to scan them for me, then maybe we can post them on the Woop livejournal. ^^)
Demon #7: *ear-to-ear grin* *very masculine voice* I'm having disturbing thoughts about you right now, baby..
Demon #6: ... *takes out a handgun and shoots self*
Demon #7: His loss. *glances at Demon Janitor* Hey baby...
(Demon #7 is the hideous demon of pride. The only female demon of sin.)
Wed, Mar. 1st, 2006 09:50 pm (UTC)
Demon Janitor: "...I think I will go get a fresh bucket of water to clean up all this."
Demon Janitor runs away at top speed.
Demon #7: "No! Don't leave me!"
Thu, Mar. 2nd, 2006 09:45 pm (UTC)
Demon #7: Our love shall prevail!
Demon Janitor: *RUNS!*
Rachel: Aw, how sweet. They're in love. I feel a powerful urge to vomit
Sat, Mar. 4th, 2006 02:07 pm (UTC)
Walter: "...and I feel the urge to give someone a hug."
Rachel looks at Walter strangely.
Walter: "Oh, who am I kidding? I just want to kill someone."
Rachel: "That's our Walter." (sitcom music plays)
Sat, Mar. 4th, 2006 04:25 pm (UTC)
Demon #1: Why aren't we getting any air time?
Demon #3: Duh, because we've been busy building this nuclear missile!
Demon #4: Missile looks like a fishie!
Thu, Mar. 9th, 2006 04:34 pm (UTC)
Demon #1: "Why did we paint a nuclear missile so that it would look like a fish?"
Demon #4: "Because everyone likes fish."
Demon #1: "...right..."
Thu, Mar. 9th, 2006 09:28 pm (UTC)
Demon #7: *sexy grin* You know what you guys should've made that missile look like?
Demon #1 and #3: *terrified* Don't want to know!!!
Demon #7: *ear-to-ear grin* That would be every woman's fantasy...
[Demon #1 and #3 hang their heads in shame and possibly terror because Seven said that.]
Demon #4: *points to Demon #7* Isn't that a boy demon?
Demon #7: *RAGE!!*
Sun, Mar. 12th, 2006 07:49 pm (UTC)
Demon #4: "I know what every woman's fantasy is..."
Demon #1 and #3: "Don't say it!"
Demon #4: "A nice, big.........plate of waffles."
*everyone faints (anime stupid comment action)
(by the way I will be home for this week. I am planning on going to gameknights at the library. If anyone else wants to go, I can give a ride.)
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 09:23 pm (UTC)
(Yay!! We must try to organize something this week. When do you go back to Bloomington?)
Demon #7: Hmmm... nice, big plate of waffles or a nice, big b****. *ponders* God, they both sound good...
Demon #3: Excuse me while I vomit x.X
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 09:54 pm (UTC)
(I am here until saturday, but I am busy all of saturday with a game thing I am going to. Other than that, I am free.)
Demon #4 looks at Demon #3.
Demon #4: "Well I guess some people don't like waffles."
*Demon #4 completely ignores Demon #7's comment.
Tue, Mar. 14th, 2006 12:33 am (UTC)
(Well, Christa and I are going to IPFW for an anime club on Wednesday. Want to organize something Thursday or Friday?)
Demon #7: I have made my decision. Nice, big b****. Definetely
Demon #4: What's that? Is that a cookie? I WANT A B**** COOKIE!!
*Everyone stares at Demon #4*
Tue, Mar. 14th, 2006 08:17 pm (UTC)
(That is fine. What anime do they show? Will they have it during the summer? Thursday or Friday are both good for me. What would you want to do? See a movie, just hang out out one of our houses, or what?)
Demon #4: "...B**** COOKIE!!!"
Everyone: "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"
Demon #4: "What??? All I said was I wanted a cookie...a B**** COOKIE!!!"
Everyone smacks themselves in the forehead.
Everyone: "I knew he was dumb, but this is ridiculous."
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 03:22 am (UTC)
(Right now, they're showing Bleach, Black Cat, japanese One Piece, Beck, and other random stuff. I'm not sure it they have it during the summer or not. I'll have to ask. I could email someone asking if you could come to the meetings. I don't think they would mind. I'd like to organize a time to hang out and/or see a movie later this week. Call or email me if you have any ideas)
Demon #4: Oh, I hope they have peanut butter b**** cookies... *drools* B**** cookies covered in peanut butter.. or mayo!!
*Everyone just stares at Demon #4*
Demon #3: I don't even want to respond to that...
(Have you noticed that the demons of sin are turning into perverts?)
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 02:31 pm (UTC)
(Either day is good for me. I can do anything you want to do. When are you and Christa free from classes this week?)
*Demon #4 starts to make a batch of cookies.
Demon #4: "Cookies, Cookies, I love Cookies, B**** Cookies with Mayo and Peanut butter!" (singing)
Demon #3: "Do you realize what you have done?"
Demon #7: "I corrupted the poor, stupid mind of a demon."
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 08:19 pm (UTC)
(3:30 for me, and I believe noonish for Christa.)
Demon #3: Wait a minute... he's baking!!
*All the demons gasp!*
Demon #1: The courts said that Demon #4 isn't allowed to cook! Not after what happened last time...
Demon #4: It's ready guys.. I baked a cake
Demon #7: That's not a cake... it's a bomb!
Mon, Mar. 20th, 2006 11:39 pm (UTC)
Demon Judge: "Demon #4! I sentence you to not be able to cook for 1000 years. Do I make myself clear?"
Demon #4: "I like tacos!!"
Demon Judge: "...right...I'll take that as a yes."
(end of flashback)
Demon #4: "Oh yeah."
Demon #1: "You remembered what happened in the court."
Demon #4: "No. I remembered that I like tacos. TACOS!"
*Demon #4 runs off to find some tacos.
Tue, Mar. 21st, 2006 08:27 pm (UTC)
Demon #4: TAAACO!!
Guy in a taco suit: Oh my g-
*Demon #4 devours Guy in a Taco suit*
Wife of the guy in a taco suit: Guy in a taco suit!! Why? Why didn't we buy life insurance?! *cries* WHYYY?!?
Wed, Mar. 22nd, 2006 10:13 pm (UTC)
*Guy in a taco suit is talking from inside Demon #4.
Guy in a taco suit: "I'm not quite dead yet."
Wife of the guy in a taco suit: "What?...Oh...um...forget what I said about the life insurance."
Guy in a taco suit: "I don't care about that now. Help me out of this thing's stomach."
Demon #4: "DIGESTION!!!"
Guy in a taco suit: "AHHH!!! STOMACH ACID!!!"
Wife of the guy in a taco suit: "Well I guess I better go looking for a new husband and this time I will remember the life insurance."
Guy in a taco suit: "I hate my life."
Demon #4: "But you sure were tasty."
Thu, Mar. 23rd, 2006 09:12 pm (UTC)
Demon #4: Digestion complete. You know what that means...
Guy in a taco suit: Oh god.. not...
Demon #4: Yes, it's...
Random Audience: Absorption time!
Guy in a taco suit: Huh?
TV game show host: That's right. It's the absorption process of disgestion. This is the movement of the products of digestion, such as glucose or amino acirds, from the alimentary canal into the bloodstream.
Guy in a taco suit: God damnit! Honey! Help me!
Wife of the guy in a taco suit: *takes up stripping at a nearby strip joint*
Guy in a taco suit: Oh, that's nice! I'm glad you're taking my death so well! Yeah, I'm glad you're in mourning. F*** you, you f***ing c***.
Sat, Mar. 25th, 2006 05:25 pm (UTC)
Demon #4: "Well now that that is over and done with...I am going to get another taco..."
Annoucer: "And so Demon #4 ate as many guys in taco suits as he could and all their wives left them after they were eaten. They all became strippers. This is the story of how Las Vegas was made."
Sat, Mar. 25th, 2006 08:07 pm (UTC)
Announcer: Join us next week, when we will be discussing the origin of San Francisco - the promise land for queers.
Demon #4: Mmm... Queers. I have a lot in common with them.
Demon #3: *confused* Huh?
Demon #4: They love sausage as much as I do! Sausage is so wonderful, and meaty.
Demon #1: That is wrong on so many levels.
Demon #4: God, I'd sell my soul for a nice big slab of meat!
Demon #7: I can relate
Sat, Mar. 25th, 2006 08:09 pm (UTC)
[This RP is offically rated R (or "M" in video game terms)
(At least we haven't reached NC-17 yet... Hey! Demon #4! Stop humping that fish! Damnit! Now this RP is rated NC-17!)]
Tue, Apr. 4th, 2006 03:54 pm (UTC)
(if it is just implied that Demon #4 is humping the fish it is still rated R or M.)
Tue, Apr. 4th, 2006 08:56 pm (UTC)
(True. I haven't described the actions.. *looks at Demon #4* ... *sprays him with a hose*
We wouldn't want Christian protestors, now would we? Oh, by the way, due to Christa's new rules, I have to start a new topic to continue this RP. Please report to that topic... or else...)