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[o] Rules + Creation Story/Bible
Clan Rules
1. Do not flame those who do not deserve it.
2. Don't beg or be a nuisance.
3. Do not break any of the Game rules/forum rules (obviously)
4. Stay active ingame and/or on our forum - notify us if you will be inactive
5. Don't be a bitch.
6. Have fun!
Rule breakers will be warned, frequent rule breakers may be kicked - your actions will lead to consequences, the crime fits the punishment.
ABOUT US!
We are a fun clan, we joke around a lot. We dislike people without a sense of humor, learn to laugh at your own failure then you will understand.
We're a close group, we prefer personality and awesomeness over ingame skill (though we like some of that also). ;)
CLAN STORY
Prologue:
In a hidden civilization deep under the oceans, an advanced society of fighters had been living peacefully with each other for thousands of years. They ate like other humans, they breathed like other humans, and they even made the same phonetic utterances as the land people. But one thing has separated this race from the others. It was their devotion to the study of the way their ancestors fought, the way of the Ten Thousand Fists.
-First Installment-
It has been a common legend that in the days when all humans lived above water, the ancestors of the TTF race had received a prophecy from their gods, the Holy Three Hands. This message told them to create this society under the sea, isolated from the evils of the other races above them, and to study and purify their arts for a time when their strengths would be needed by the gods. And this they did. The rest of the world went on, ignorant of the disappearance of this isolated race. Generations came and went, and the TTF people continued refining their art. Finally, a young soldier who went by Hampus was sent down by the Gods to summon the holy clan. The Great Toribash War had started...
-Second Installment-
The War had been started by the infamous Veb, a dictator who had managed to control all of Asia, and had started spreading his reign over Europe. It was during this time that the TTF rose out in the Pacific. The land was still miles away. However, their ancestors had taught them the secret to walking on water, a skill first discovered by an even more ancient prophet, believed to be the spirit of the Second Holy Fist. They ran over the ocean into the backdoor of the Vebian Empire, completely unexpected and started to observe the ways of their enemies, finding their weaknesses. After several months, they were ready to overthrow the Vebians.
-Third Installment-
They had learned one thing that was as weakness to the Vebian army. There was too much corruption and the bureaucratic barriers made their counter-attacks slow. Additionally, the lack of a central thought, other than to conquer, made the soldiers not as willing to sacrifice their lives for each other. These would be the cause of their downfall.
Lead by the wise Shin-Yami, AKA Coon/Jim, the army of TTF started by capturing the island of Japan, the hardest to overcome, due to the unity and relative purity of the native soldiers. In this first battle, there were several heroes that rose above the rest of the army. The finest was Hampus, who was able to control the physical properties of the battlefield. He made the warriors of the Japanese branch feel heavier and move slower, becoming more prone to attack.
Another hero was AcidMan, who defeated, single-handedly, over 2500 Japanese samurai fighters.
Then a young warrior, called Jak, helped make fighting armour for the TTF army, making them invulnerable to high impacts of small bullets.
Then, in the background, the leader, Jim, entertained himself by spreading itch powder among the Vebians, creating great chaos.
In the end, the TTF only lost 2 members, but none to the Vebians, who lost over 9000. These 2 deserters were Coke and Rott, who ran over the water to the mainland to join Veb in his evils.
However, two prisoners of the battle were converted to TTF beliefs. One was an aged man Leo; he had left behind his family who were captured by the Inner Circle of the Vebian government because he refused to kill his brother, a rebel to the army.
The other prisoner had a marred face from an explosion in the battle. The medics of TTF were only able to patch him up with diamond coated titanium, which reflected the face of all who spoke to him, giving his the nickname of Yourface.
After the battle, TTF spread out and made 4 strong bases on the islands of Japan, one on each large one. They would have to make intricate plans before fighting the whole of Asia would be possible.
1. Do not flame those who do not deserve it.
2. Don't beg or be a nuisance.
3. Do not break any of the Game rules/forum rules (obviously)
4. Stay active ingame and/or on our forum - notify us if you will be inactive
5. Don't be a bitch.
6. Have fun!
Rule breakers will be warned, frequent rule breakers may be kicked - your actions will lead to consequences, the crime fits the punishment.
ABOUT US!
We are a fun clan, we joke around a lot. We dislike people without a sense of humor, learn to laugh at your own failure then you will understand.
We're a close group, we prefer personality and awesomeness over ingame skill (though we like some of that also). ;)
CLAN STORY
Prologue:
In a hidden civilization deep under the oceans, an advanced society of fighters had been living peacefully with each other for thousands of years. They ate like other humans, they breathed like other humans, and they even made the same phonetic utterances as the land people. But one thing has separated this race from the others. It was their devotion to the study of the way their ancestors fought, the way of the Ten Thousand Fists.
-First Installment-
It has been a common legend that in the days when all humans lived above water, the ancestors of the TTF race had received a prophecy from their gods, the Holy Three Hands. This message told them to create this society under the sea, isolated from the evils of the other races above them, and to study and purify their arts for a time when their strengths would be needed by the gods. And this they did. The rest of the world went on, ignorant of the disappearance of this isolated race. Generations came and went, and the TTF people continued refining their art. Finally, a young soldier who went by Hampus was sent down by the Gods to summon the holy clan. The Great Toribash War had started...
-Second Installment-
The War had been started by the infamous Veb, a dictator who had managed to control all of Asia, and had started spreading his reign over Europe. It was during this time that the TTF rose out in the Pacific. The land was still miles away. However, their ancestors had taught them the secret to walking on water, a skill first discovered by an even more ancient prophet, believed to be the spirit of the Second Holy Fist. They ran over the ocean into the backdoor of the Vebian Empire, completely unexpected and started to observe the ways of their enemies, finding their weaknesses. After several months, they were ready to overthrow the Vebians.
-Third Installment-
They had learned one thing that was as weakness to the Vebian army. There was too much corruption and the bureaucratic barriers made their counter-attacks slow. Additionally, the lack of a central thought, other than to conquer, made the soldiers not as willing to sacrifice their lives for each other. These would be the cause of their downfall.
Lead by the wise Shin-Yami, AKA Coon/Jim, the army of TTF started by capturing the island of Japan, the hardest to overcome, due to the unity and relative purity of the native soldiers. In this first battle, there were several heroes that rose above the rest of the army. The finest was Hampus, who was able to control the physical properties of the battlefield. He made the warriors of the Japanese branch feel heavier and move slower, becoming more prone to attack.
Another hero was AcidMan, who defeated, single-handedly, over 2500 Japanese samurai fighters.
Then a young warrior, called Jak, helped make fighting armour for the TTF army, making them invulnerable to high impacts of small bullets.
Then, in the background, the leader, Jim, entertained himself by spreading itch powder among the Vebians, creating great chaos.
In the end, the TTF only lost 2 members, but none to the Vebians, who lost over 9000. These 2 deserters were Coke and Rott, who ran over the water to the mainland to join Veb in his evils.
However, two prisoners of the battle were converted to TTF beliefs. One was an aged man Leo; he had left behind his family who were captured by the Inner Circle of the Vebian government because he refused to kill his brother, a rebel to the army.
The other prisoner had a marred face from an explosion in the battle. The medics of TTF were only able to patch him up with diamond coated titanium, which reflected the face of all who spoke to him, giving his the nickname of Yourface.
After the battle, TTF spread out and made 4 strong bases on the islands of Japan, one on each large one. They would have to make intricate plans before fighting the whole of Asia would be possible.
Last edited by MysticMog; May 21, 2010 at 09:57 PM.
Fourth Installment:
One night, during their planning, silent thumping was heard far away. A scout informed Shin-Yami that the Vebians were given the locations of the bases by Kraetyz, who had tired of the rough lifestyle of TTF. Yami knew that time was short and that the army would have to be moved quickly and the Vebians be stalled. A small force of no more than 300 elite fighters was sent to a narrow pass to meet the vebians in battle. They knew that they would not survive, but had to server their duty to buy time for TTF.
As they reached the pass, the group witnessed the mass of the Vebian Elite, with over 100,000 infantrymen slowly marching towards the pass. The Fists, the Elite of TTF, froze in terror as the army flooded down. They had some hope though. Their alloy armor was leagues above the bamboo armor of the Vebian-Asian force, miles superior to the wicker of the Vebian-European infantry, and impenetrable by the projectiles of the Vebian-African archers. The Fists were able to scale down the force even further as the narrow pass forced the Vebians to come through 50 at a time, turning their strength of numbers into a disadvantage. The Fists tore apart the first wave, and the second, and the third. However, the sun beat down on them and the army seemed endless. The shields became harder to penetrate, their weapons were heavier to carry. As night came, thousands of dead Vebians lay on the ground. In the night, their bodies were burned to cook the Fists' dinner. They rotated positions as they slept.
The next day, the Vebians struck again, but for them, it was fruitless. Like the day before, the Fists held them off, and like the night before, their bodies were burned. The pattern went on for almost a week, before the frustrated Veb sent in the best of his best. He had lost almost his entire army, and TTF had no casualties. So he sent in a powerful force, comprised of genetically engineered clones with superhuman strength, a thousand in number. These beasts stood ten feet tall, and crushed the earth with each step. Their gray skin rippled with each heave of their arms. The Fists had met their match. Although they fought valiantly, in the end, these war machines managed to surround them. The first to fall was Bork, sliced in half by a heavy axe. Fortunately, Yourface had had contact with these creatures before and knew their weaknesses. With these in mind, the Fists were able to take down four each on average before drawing their last breath. But in the end, the force was too much. The TTF elite was trimmed down to a small force of 47 brave heroes. As the vile odor of the clones hung in the air, they lay panting, many with deep cuts. They knew they could not hold off many more waves. So these few waited for the rest of the Vebian army, those Ten thousand Vebians, who were each cleaned and fit for battle. As they waited, the remaining Fists cleaned their wounds and prepared.
That evening, the army came, led by Kraetyz, who had been offered the position of general for his information. The TTF force eyed his deformed face with intense hatred as he walked towards them. But before he could make a single utterance, Yourface charged towards him, managing to decap him before being shot down by dozens the heavy guns of the last Vebians. And with this, the Fists threw their bodies at the Vebians. The battle was over in minutes. The last of the Fists were slain.
Yami did not sit idle through this though. The brave elite had bought the rest of the army a week to relocate.
TTF had took down their bases and set up camp on the small island of Taiwan. This island had been against Veb, and had been forced under his rule. They welcomed TTF and sheltered them for several weeks as Veb searched Japan in vain.
In Taiwan, they picked up countless men, including Tagart, Marloto, Jerflin, IYT, and a young man who was rumored to be a Reborn God.
These new members were trained in the ways of the Ten Thousand Fists, and were eager to see the defeat of Veb.
Fifth installment:
Several years have passed since the battle of the pass.
The forces were at a stalemate.
Meanwhile, the TTF army had grown into a larger, more organized society. While they still trimmed down the Vebian army on a weekly basis to keep their skills up, they had begun making great technological advances.
Beneath the foundations of an unnamed building, they led their operations, collecting information on the enemy. Among their arsenal were small surveillance robots of all forms and sizes, a giant holo-projector detailing information on each of their head targets, a storage room of advanced firearms, another of the sharpest blades known to man (used for spy missions), and an additional secret room known as the Pit of Secrets. This pit of secrets was where their research was conducted along with surgical operations. It would also serve as a hideout if their base was ever invaded.
After the great battle, kraetyz's mutilated body was recovered and stored in cryo for months. The first attempt to unfreeze him was a failure. He regained life for a few hours, ranting about how the army was a bunch of n****rs and suffered a stroke.
He is still being worked on.
TTF was indeed transformed into a completely different beast. The army lay down their old name and took on a new one: Incognito.
They could be identified by a tattoo of [o] upon their left buttcheek. This tattoo would be remotely wiped upon death or capture, making the vebian efforts to interrogate [o] members rather fruitless.
One day, a guy named Mays appeared on the doorsteps.
Shin-yami and iPingu had found him on a street corner, beaten up and scarred.
At the hideout, he revealed that he was the leader of a small rebellion against the Vebian army. With the information he knew, Incognito was able to get one step closer to overthrowing Veb.
Clan story written by DarkJak
OP: "First, lawl"
One night, during their planning, silent thumping was heard far away. A scout informed Shin-Yami that the Vebians were given the locations of the bases by Kraetyz, who had tired of the rough lifestyle of TTF. Yami knew that time was short and that the army would have to be moved quickly and the Vebians be stalled. A small force of no more than 300 elite fighters was sent to a narrow pass to meet the vebians in battle. They knew that they would not survive, but had to server their duty to buy time for TTF.
As they reached the pass, the group witnessed the mass of the Vebian Elite, with over 100,000 infantrymen slowly marching towards the pass. The Fists, the Elite of TTF, froze in terror as the army flooded down. They had some hope though. Their alloy armor was leagues above the bamboo armor of the Vebian-Asian force, miles superior to the wicker of the Vebian-European infantry, and impenetrable by the projectiles of the Vebian-African archers. The Fists were able to scale down the force even further as the narrow pass forced the Vebians to come through 50 at a time, turning their strength of numbers into a disadvantage. The Fists tore apart the first wave, and the second, and the third. However, the sun beat down on them and the army seemed endless. The shields became harder to penetrate, their weapons were heavier to carry. As night came, thousands of dead Vebians lay on the ground. In the night, their bodies were burned to cook the Fists' dinner. They rotated positions as they slept.
The next day, the Vebians struck again, but for them, it was fruitless. Like the day before, the Fists held them off, and like the night before, their bodies were burned. The pattern went on for almost a week, before the frustrated Veb sent in the best of his best. He had lost almost his entire army, and TTF had no casualties. So he sent in a powerful force, comprised of genetically engineered clones with superhuman strength, a thousand in number. These beasts stood ten feet tall, and crushed the earth with each step. Their gray skin rippled with each heave of their arms. The Fists had met their match. Although they fought valiantly, in the end, these war machines managed to surround them. The first to fall was Bork, sliced in half by a heavy axe. Fortunately, Yourface had had contact with these creatures before and knew their weaknesses. With these in mind, the Fists were able to take down four each on average before drawing their last breath. But in the end, the force was too much. The TTF elite was trimmed down to a small force of 47 brave heroes. As the vile odor of the clones hung in the air, they lay panting, many with deep cuts. They knew they could not hold off many more waves. So these few waited for the rest of the Vebian army, those Ten thousand Vebians, who were each cleaned and fit for battle. As they waited, the remaining Fists cleaned their wounds and prepared.
That evening, the army came, led by Kraetyz, who had been offered the position of general for his information. The TTF force eyed his deformed face with intense hatred as he walked towards them. But before he could make a single utterance, Yourface charged towards him, managing to decap him before being shot down by dozens the heavy guns of the last Vebians. And with this, the Fists threw their bodies at the Vebians. The battle was over in minutes. The last of the Fists were slain.
Yami did not sit idle through this though. The brave elite had bought the rest of the army a week to relocate.
TTF had took down their bases and set up camp on the small island of Taiwan. This island had been against Veb, and had been forced under his rule. They welcomed TTF and sheltered them for several weeks as Veb searched Japan in vain.
In Taiwan, they picked up countless men, including Tagart, Marloto, Jerflin, IYT, and a young man who was rumored to be a Reborn God.
These new members were trained in the ways of the Ten Thousand Fists, and were eager to see the defeat of Veb.
Fifth installment:
Several years have passed since the battle of the pass.
The forces were at a stalemate.
Meanwhile, the TTF army had grown into a larger, more organized society. While they still trimmed down the Vebian army on a weekly basis to keep their skills up, they had begun making great technological advances.
Beneath the foundations of an unnamed building, they led their operations, collecting information on the enemy. Among their arsenal were small surveillance robots of all forms and sizes, a giant holo-projector detailing information on each of their head targets, a storage room of advanced firearms, another of the sharpest blades known to man (used for spy missions), and an additional secret room known as the Pit of Secrets. This pit of secrets was where their research was conducted along with surgical operations. It would also serve as a hideout if their base was ever invaded.
After the great battle, kraetyz's mutilated body was recovered and stored in cryo for months. The first attempt to unfreeze him was a failure. He regained life for a few hours, ranting about how the army was a bunch of n****rs and suffered a stroke.
He is still being worked on.
TTF was indeed transformed into a completely different beast. The army lay down their old name and took on a new one: Incognito.
They could be identified by a tattoo of [o] upon their left buttcheek. This tattoo would be remotely wiped upon death or capture, making the vebian efforts to interrogate [o] members rather fruitless.
One day, a guy named Mays appeared on the doorsteps.
Shin-yami and iPingu had found him on a street corner, beaten up and scarred.
At the hideout, he revealed that he was the leader of a small rebellion against the Vebian army. With the information he knew, Incognito was able to get one step closer to overthrowing Veb.
Clan story written by DarkJak
OP: "First, lawl"
Last edited by DarkJak; Jul 13, 2009 at 04:55 PM.
Another is an android like Warrior, his armored body making him almost completely invulnerable, He is the 'Bear'
Would this be me by any chance ?
Nice story Frog sucks
Would this be me by any chance ?
Nice story Frog sucks
No longer playing Toribash, so fuck off
