[OOC] Beyond the Boundaries RP

[Genkai]

RP Title: Beyond the Boundaries

GM Note 9/27: Moving on with who we have, hoping the speed will pick up a little. Currently editing new locations for a space scavenger hunt, will be tweaking.

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RP Genres: Science Fiction, Quest, Odyssey, Fantasy, Modern, Adventure, Comedy, Romance, Drama, Post-Apocalyptic and Sandbox.

Genres: Science Fiction, Quest, Odyssey, Fantasy, Modern, Adventure and Sandbox.

Cast Size: Anywhere from four to nine players at one time.

Length of Posts: Anywhere from four to ten paragraphs.

Commitment of Players: Temporary to Permanent Status acceptable for players.

Frequency of Posts: From one to three posts a week from any player in the group.

Status and Phase of RP: Open and accepting players, Pre-Chapter One.

RP Plot: Set in the Earth year: 2014, it's October 15'th, a simple Wednesday. People all over the globe are going about their lives, some are going to work or school, while some are retired and traveling at their leisure. Some people don't have the privilege of school, while others can choose not to, based on a wealth of money and lax parents. Some people are dodging traffic as they rush into the nearest coffee shop, while others are beginning to make dinner for some friends who are coming over in an hour. And some people are saving lives or taking lives. The beauty of Earth is that there are millions of lives being lived, experiences and relationships are boundless and limitless. People on Earth can do almost anything they want. Some squander the opportunity and go through life without finding a worthwhile passion, while others find faith in religion and use that as fuel to find happiness and purpose. Or some brave souls may be traveling to NYC, to begin a life changing journey!

And yet, on a tiny little rock in outerspace, these Earthlings don't know anything at all about what goes on around them. That's where Qyx comes in. Qyx hails from another planet, similar to Earth. Qyx is an alien, much like Earth humans would be alien to her and her people. The planet Qyx comes from is called XYD and while their alphabet is similar to Earth's, they don't use vowels. XYDNS find it's lazy to rely on so few letters to get a point across. Their planet has been around for 4,000 years and during that time, many variants of communicating have developed. Some XYDNS have learned to talk better without moving lips at all, and have instead adopted using body language and movement to talk to each other. And other XYDNS have used whistling and humming to talk. Still, no one uses the letters "A, E, I, O, or U" because it would be quite disgusting in their eyes.

But for Qyx, she and many other XYDNS have started changing language to suit vowels and have found their civilization has not been burned to the ground, nor has anyone become uglier or poorer thanks to changing their speech. Even so, these minority people are becoming popular in the underground depths of XYD. XYD is very high tech and their technology reaches far beyond Earth's current limitations. For the past near-decade, Qyx has been traveling around, through time and space to discover other means of communication. On the planet known as Yah, she found the inhabitants spoke a mixture of Earth English and Earth German. And yet the place Qyx has been returning to the most, is Earth. The people of XYD have many similar physical traits to those of Earth. It's a fascinating planet to her.

Interested in exploring other realms but having no friends in XYD who seek the same adventure and have the same thirst of knowledge, she has been advertising for companions on Earth. Every three years she makes posters and puts them all over Earth in hopes that someone would want to fly around outerspace with her. Unfortunately for her, she has yet to fully master Earth's many languages and so most of the posters she displays are poorly written and are thus overlooked. Three years ago though, she did manage to finally find two adventurers who she had loads of fun with. The three of them picked up other bored people while traveling and when it was time for Qyx to go home, she found it so hard to say goodbye to her new friends. Now that the Earth year of 2014 has rolled around, a new batch of posters have been sent out, this time with much better spelling and instructions thanks to what she had been taught.

The posters all read when translated back to Earth English, the following:

Are you bored of your life on Earth? Do you want to see the universe and meet new people who might one day save your life? If you're looking for adventure and believe that the world isn't all there is to your life, then come meet me, Qyx! I come from a far away planet and I've only scratched the surface of the universe and I'd like some company! You may pack one bag and meet me in New York City's Central Park, at the Tennis Courts at 3:00 AM on Thursday, October 16'th 2014. Should our journey begin and you wish to go home, that can be taken care off, no feelings hurt. However, I am not held responsible for any injury or death which may occur during our time together. Bring whatever you wish but be aware my technology and your technology might not play well together. I hope to see you there, never stop looking at the stars! Yours, Qyx.

The posters were put in their usual places, in main cities and towns all over Earth. It's now time for Qyx to go down and see if she has had any success. She is quite hopeful but knows that humans while passionate, can be hard to change. While most of her galaxy has been mapped, there are still so many she had yet to see. One of the conditions that she has been given a time and space machine, is so that she can record new incoming data about culture, life and language. Qyx is a dedicated scholar who has managed to keep her image clean, despite her secret use of consonants. Qyx is a very lively individual who doesn't mind going off on her own but she has been reaching out to Earth for nine years and after her third attempt being a glowing success, she would find it rather lonely to pilot a ship by herself. So, as she stands in the tennis courts, she can't help but feel like Earth is too empty, to find any new friends again.

GM Note: I will be taking the role of Qyx, as well as a few others, be them human and or alien.

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Creating Characters, Planets and Aliens - The Rules: This RP will be infested with different characters, it's meant to house people from many walks of life. Is everyone going to get along? Surely, not (don't call me Shirley) but should two characters (not players) end up disrupting a quest or adventure, it is within Qyx's right to take them elsewhere, be it Earth or some asteroid. Qyx won't put up with too much drama, it's bad for everyone.

Whether your character is permanent one or not, is fine with me. If your intended lifespan changes (ex: your character is temporary), you must notify me as GM. If you make a character you plan to kill off soon, let us know. I encourage you to make males and females, characters from different planets who have different morals and habits and goals. Granted there should be no malice or hatred in these creations. I mean come on, who is going to pick up a hitchhiker who gives off a rapey or murdery vibe? Along with that, don't make characters with chips on their shoulders or who always sees things as bleak. No one wants to work with characters who have too much personal baggage. You need to smartly develop characters, if they're better suited for a shrink's office, they won't be accepted into this RP.

We're going to have fun and I know for a fact that fun isn't fostered by crazy characters who hate life or who are selfish. Just be smart. If I think your character is too gimmicky, just try a different approach. Let's not all be orphans with abusive parents.

As a note, temporary characters can come back to the group, or they can leave (back to Earth or stay on a planet while everyone moves onward) or die. Humans can also be accepted after we begin, just note that we will need to make a special post introducing them. Even though Qyx recruits every three years, she can change her habits on a whim. If you make characters joined together (ex: siblings, or significant others etc) don't make your post with just them interacting. It's not that fun to read about two people talking and not contributing.

When you submit characters, you will do so on your designated post. What I mean is, you will be editing your past/present/future roles into one post. I will then link that master post into this one so that players and myself don't spend months sifting through pages, trying to find that guy you've just introduced. You will keep your post clean and organized with their introduction post and their departing post, should they die or stay on another planet, to possibly come back to the group at another time. Your post page is obviously important, it will be where you submit your first CS and Bio as a player. I will be making one myself, just not at the moment.

Now, when it comes to suggesting/creating planets and species, you can either do it one of two ways. Though you must always, make it bold so we can see it through any clutter in the OOC. It can be either a sentence or a long winded idea you have. If the sentence is an interesting idea, the entire group will bounce ideas back and forth but it will be my decision in the end. But sometimes a long winded idea that explains your vision and purpose will win me over better, yet sometimes a crazy zany idea like a Pokemon Planet, will do it just fine.

I made make a section below for ideas: alien or planet oriented. You don't need to follow the outline given, but just list whatever you can so everyone has a good idea of your vision. That way, we can better decide to use it or not. Should you suggest something, make sure it has some kind of purpose. This is a sandbox story and as such, direction isn't necessary but thoughtfulness is. If we travel to a place you've created, I assume as GM, that you have a reason.

That reason can be simple or complex. Right now, they say "coming soon" because I'm working on kinks, when things settle down, I'll go further in depth as to how players can help mold the universe. I know I've covered more about characters than destinations or other aliens but once we get out of the first chapter, we'll be able to better figure out what we want and how to get it. Also, there will be a form for random mission ideas you as players have. They can be simple or complicated, we can take on as many or as few as we want, they are just available to give us direction during any lulls. I encourage us all to build off of planets with missions or other ideas, we've all got great brains, let's use em!

Just be aware that whenever you submit a CS, you need an appearance that is either nicely drawn or a real photograph (celebrities are acceptable). This will make it hard but I think it helps retain the depth of realism and ensures we're not giving off a fake feel with anime or cartoon pictures. Below you will find the basic CS for humans and aliens, I will probably add a destination CS, should players want to submit something in depth. For now, newcomers must fill out the CS for humans, as well as one for them as a player. Anyone coming in after the first chapter can apply as a human or alien. Should you be adding to your post with other roles, let me know so I can check it out.

Again, do not post characters in multiple places, just use your one post for all your roles please!

Blank Application Outlines:

RPer

Age:

Frequency Online:

Favorite Ice Cream:

Occupation: [if applicable]

College Major: [if applicable]

Any Fandoms You Enjoy:

Writing Sample: [optional]

Human

Status: [temporary or permanent, able to change]

Opening and Closing Post: [link from the IC to their first and if applicable, final post]

First Name:

Last Name:

Born: [date + location]

Appearance: [please link us, do not embed or use IMG code, it looks messy]

4 Positive Adjectives:

2 Negative Adjectives:

Family: [siblings, parents, kids, etc, just the close ones]

Education:

3 Hobbies or Talents:

2 Fears:

A Glimpse of... [use this last part to tell us all in 3-5 paragraphs a glimpse into their life. Write about them doing some ordinary or something extraordinary, be it waking up and going about their life, or them experiencing something crazy for the first time. This is used for your writing sample, as well as you practicing as your character. Do not make it first person, but as a post you'd typically find in the IC itself. Have fun with it, it can even be when they found the poster, if it applies]

Alien

Name:

Origin:

Appearance: [again, try to find a medium to maintain realism]

4 Positive Adjectives:

2 Negative Adjectives:

2-3 Notable Quirks or Tendencies:

Behind The Eyes: [be their history or a day in the life of, 2-3 paragraphs please]

Mission

Who is Distributing the Mission: [who and where from]

What is the Mission:

What is the reward:

What are the Dangers:

Planet

Appearance: [link to an image of the planet]

Name:

Habitat:

Language:

Exports and Imports:

Inhabitants: [what sort of people live there, what do natives look like etc]

Notable Laws or Government Practices:

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General Rules and Other Stuff:

If you want to look at the Interest Check for old time's sake, go for it.

This is about exploring the unknown and having fun with one another. We can cover themes of religion, death, life, purpose, whatever. Or we can go around saving people from evil doers, if that's the general vibe of the group. Dynamics should invite change. This is meant to not be solely driven by me. There should be a back-and-forth dialogue between all of us. We should plot things out and let ourselves be influenced by other things. I mean Star Trek (TNG), Doctor Who and Guardians of the Galaxy influenced this, as well as a tiny bit of Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, but not as much.

Should you need to withdraw permanently from the story, you must write your character(s) out. It's not my job as GM to clean up your mess. If you have temporary roles coming and going, they need to be given the same respect of someone who is considered permanent. Characters need closure (as do players), so whether they're staying on a planet or making a gallant sacrifice for the gang, you need to treat them with respect and give them a final post.

I'd love a cast ranging from different ages and origins but not everything is going to work out, so I may need to ask you to try a different approach if we have a bigger amount of something, over something else. Variety is the spice of life. We need just as many optimists as we do intellectuals and paternal figures and people with street smarts (in a non cliche way).

Any roles you make need my approval, so let me know when a CS is finished and I'll find a slot for a new character to come into play.

A big note for posting! Usually I install a posting round system where everyone can only post once a round before I kick things off again. There is no posting order this way, but it ensures no one is left out. For this however, I won't be doing that. I trust you all can post on a timely manner. This is an expansive story and as such, we should all be able to include everyone without someone feeling left out. However, if we have to keep waiting for someone to post, I give players permission to puppet characters of players who are inactive. Don't make us work hard to pick up your slack. There's no posting order but I still want this to move rather smoothly, on average, I'd like roughly one to three posts a week in the IC from anyone. That's not a lot but if life is getting busy (around finals time or holidays) we can take it more slowly, just be smart and active, that's what it boils down to.

I think I've listed everything I need to, anything urgent will be added, as I'm already assuming I've forgotten something already.

Listed below are the current known planets, characters, etc as well as room for other incoming date from applicants. Everything below will be massively edited as people apply and we brainstorm! Thanks for reading and showing interest, as well as making it this far!

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GM Note: Large sections below will be put into hiders to help keep things less cluttered.

Quests and Missions:

- Qyx will have a system that relays any issues a planet has to her ship. I will be making several up myself for us to pick from, they are all optional and are open to our crew to take on. Some will be simple while others are more complicated and will require a lot more attention, feel free to suggest missions or adventures with the aforementioned bold wording or outline. -

Our Characters:

Genkai's Role(s)

Nyther's Role(s)

Redwing's Role(s)

RedChatoyant's Role(s)

Viridity's Role(s)

Palindromatic's Role(s)

Kaga's Role(s)

Milieu's Role(s)

Tech, Lingo and Stuff:

The Connection is a XYD spaceship that can move through time and space. It was given to Qyx so she could map out the regions around her planet. It is very sleek and high-tech, it holds a large pantry but it needs to be replenished manually. It is voice controlled by a computer system called Connector. It has minimal firepower and can house several inhabitants who may require unique housing.

Lifesaver is a small device that attaches around someone's neck like a light choker. It's general use is to provide oxygen to anyone who may fall outside of a ship or area where oxygen is provided. This device can keep someone alive up to twelve hours but does not provide constant comfort like an actual suit or ship would. It also sends out a strong signal beacon to reach all lines of communication within several light years. It cannot pilot someone, nor does it offer protection against dust or stray rocks. A Lifesavers can come in bracelets, rings or other accessories but the best sort are chokers, other devices like rings will not provide ample oxygen or send out strong enough beacons.

Known Planets:

Earth - Link

Located in the Milky Way Galaxy. It is the only known planet in the solar system that houses intelligent life. It is home to many unique environments such as deserts, oceans, lakes, glaciers, rivers, forests, cities, towns, canyons, etc.

XYD

XYD - Link

Located several light-years away from Earth in what XYD calls The SWLX (Swirling) Galaxy but by Earth's standards, it's called the Pinwheel Galaxy. XYD has many

XYD - Capital City S

One of the four biggest cities on XYD, Capital City S uses hover trains to get around but they are minimal. Most inhabitants of XYD swim, climb or walk. Automobiles were once invented, about 1,000 years ago but were deemed pointless and harmful to the environment.

XYD - Capital City J

One of the four biggest cities on XYD, Capital City J is located on the BVL BY (BVL Bay). It is located south of Capital City S and is beside Capital City D.

XYD - Capital City D

Located in the grand ocean itself, this is the third biggest city on XYD and is where the small population of those with more muscle than brain, work. It also takes care of importing and exporting goods, while ensuring XYD is well stocked. It is south of Capital City F and beside Capital City J, finishing out the four quadrants of XDY.

XYD - Capital City F

The final major city on XYD.

Other misc. XYD highlights:

Forests and swamps are very common. XYDNS have the ability to breathe underwater for short periods of time. Many homes can be found scattered across the planet as people tend to live alone and only commute for perhaps work, or supplies. Snow is not uncommon and depending on the light around them, mountains and rain and even rocks can change color.

Yah - [description/pictures coming]

Known Species:

Earthlings - Link

Earth humans are either male or female. They reproduce the way mammals do. Earthlings have general intelligence but are prone to emotional outbursts. Humans have made small strides in space exploration, however due to constant civil conflict on Earth, they have gotten distracted in terms of medical advances. Most humans are social creatures who grow with the aid of parents and families. Earthlings speak many different languages but most can communicate with body language. Overall, humans have potential but get too distracting with petty things.

XYDNS - Link

XYDNS have human features such as arms, hands, fingers, legs, and ears. However, they have developed small scales and differing spiky scales atop their heads. They do not grown hair. They're colors depend on which mother spawned their egg. Some are orange or purple or brown or green. They tend to have raspy voices the more they age. They distinguish gender based on the head's shape and features. Male XYDNS have their attributes facing forward while the females have theirs going the other way. They have small claws rather than nails, they do not retract. Many XYDNS are of upper intelligence and prefer solitary activities of leisure. As progressive people begin to alter communications, some of the older folk are beginning to become restless at the idea of change.

Yahians - [description/pictures coming]

Brainstorming Ideas and Stuff:

- This is where I'll make note of any/all suggestions made and give my feedback/general group thoughts. -

The First Chapter:

- This will be the description of the first chapter, as well as the new characters and destinations, consider it basic and light, compared to say what we'd do in the Fourth Chapter. -

[Nyther]

RPer:

Age:31

Frequency Online: Daily

Favorite Ice Cream: Mint chocolate chip.

Occupation: General IT

College Major: Computer Science

Any Fandoms You Enjoy: Batman and Trigun are the two main ones

Writing Sample: My writing style can vary. I prefer a dialogue heavy writing style, but I can do in depth description.

Human:

Status: As permanent as a human traveling in space can be

Opening and Closing Post: [link from the IC to their first and if applicable, final post]

First Name: Jamie

Last Name: Spano

Born: March 12 1983 in Atlanta, Georgia, US

Appearance: Here

4 Positive Adjectives: Goofy, good natured, inquisitive, animal lover

2 Negative Adjectives: Negative, distrustful

Siblings or Children: None

Education: Associates

3 Hobbies or Talents: Plays bass, has a huge wealth of trivial knowledge, can hold his breath for, like, 30 seconds. Impressive right?

2 Fears: Spiders, rejection

A Glimpse of...
Jamie was sitting on the couch, drinking a beer and just watching some TV. He wasn't really paying attention to the TV. His roommate had just busted in the door waving some flyer. "Jamie! Check this out. Some idiot put this up at the grocery store." He yelled throwing it towards Jamie. Jamie regarded the flyer and his roommate with the interest one would give to a fly: mild disinterest.

"Speaking of groceries." Jamie said, turning his attention back to the TV. "Did you get anything other than beer this time? I like beer, but I also like food."
"Asshole." His roommate muttered storming back to him room.

"So, that's a 'no' then?" Jamie yelled after his roommate. Jamie picked up the flyer and turned and read it to his cat Mr. Tibbs. Who sat lazily eying Jamie as he laid splayed out on the couch. As he got done reading the flyer he laughed to himself. "What a load of shit. Right Tibbs?" Tibbs mewed softly. With that Jamie turned his focus back on to the TV. A few hours later and several beer later, the flyer's words kept running through his head. He kept trying to force the idea from his head. It was crazy right? What if it wasn't? What if it was real and he could get some excitement in his life? The flyer said 3AM. It was 1AM and the meeting place was just a few blocks away. "Screw it." He thought to himself. He grabbed his backpack. He grabbed a handful of clothes that was on his floor and jammed it into the backpack. "What else?" He thought. "Deodorant. NyQuil. Few bars of soap and...rest of the beer."

As Jamie strolled out the door he looked back at Tibbs on the couch. He laughed in spite of himself. "I'm sure if this is real, whoever this alien thing is will let me come back for Tibbs." He walked toward the meeting place, drinking another beer and laughing at himself for even doing this.

[Nyther]

Double post.
Sorry

[Redwing]

Rper:

Age: 18

Frequency Online: Daily unless otherwise stated.

Favorite Ice Cream: Bubble gum

Occupation: Martial Arts Instructor

College Major: None and I don't plan on going.

Any Fandoms You Enjoy: My top five are, Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, The Legend of Zelda, Fullmetal Alchemist/Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, and Free! Iwatobi Swim Club.

Writing Sample: Being a quiet person myself, my writing tends to focus more on describing the world, actions, or thoughts my character has. I always write at least three good sized paragraphs, unless I can't think of anything in which case you'll still get two good sized paragraphs. As stated above I am a martial artist and my job is to teach people my skills. So I tend to go into way too much detail with my fighting scenes.

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My Character:

Status: Permanent please, I don't like it when my characters die.

Opening and Closing Post: [link from the IC to their first and if applicable, final post]

First Name: Ryusuke

Last Name: Takahashi

Born: August 14th 1996, Kyoto Japan.

Appearance: Ignore the red eyes. They're really hazel.

4 Positive Adjectives: Strong willed, passionate, fighter, energetic.

2 Negative Adjectives: Stubborn, reckless.

Family: Mother, father, and older sister.

Education: High School Graduate

3 Hobbies or Talents: Sword play, exercise, reading.

2 Fears: Claustrophobia and someone he cares about dying.

A Glimpse of...
A pang of homesickness went through Ryusuke as he walked the busy streets of New York. It had been two years since he had left his beloved home in Kyoto, Japan. His parents had moved here because of a very important job transfer. The culture shock had been incredible, and while he had a good grasp on the English language it was still heavily accented and he didn't understand some of the slang words. Most of the slang words actually. He had been semi-famous back in Japan, for his swordsmanship. But now here in the city he was just a normal person.

His parents didn't know, but he had signed up for a sword fight later in the month. He wanted to make a name for himself here as a swordsman, just like back in Japan. He knew that there wasn't much hope of it becoming his career, but it was still his passion. After taking a year off of school, he'd be going to college next year and majoring in physical training. That way he could still have an athletic job. Ryusuke caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. It was some sort of flier. The Japanese male stopped for a moment to look at it, almost getting swept away in the all of the people walking about. He read the flier slowly, proud of himself for not tripping up on any of the words. Then after a moment of thought, he tore the flier from the post and continued making his way home.

He didn't know if the flier was true, or just some elaborate prank. But he wanted to find out either way. Space travel sounded absolutely fascinating. His parents wouldn't care if he disappeared anyway. After a few more minutes of walking he made to his apartment building. Taking the stairs instead of the elevator he made his way up to his floor. There were still several days until the meeting time, but already Ryusuke was making a list of things he would need in his head. Clothes, toiletries, the usual stuff. And then a weapon of some sort. The flier had mentioned injury and death, so there was no way he was going without a weapon. If this was real, that is.

[RedChatoyant]

Age: 14, going on 15.

Frequency Online: Daily. On average, I'll be on around 7 hours during weekdays, and a little more than 12 during weekends. This may fluctuate, but I'll be sure to post a heads up if it does.

Favorite Ice Cream: Rocky road and vanilla and cookie dough. (I CAN'T CHOOSE!)

Occupation: Highschool student

College Major: N/A

Any Fandoms You Enjoy: Legend of Zelda, Fire Emblem, Bravely Default, Pokémanz, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, and One Piece to name a few.

Writing Sample: I enjoy writing dialogue and descriptions of the environment, Nowadays, I'm trying to focus improvement on describing a character's emotions and feelings. And as much as I love action stories and movies, I cannot describe a fight scene without banging my head against a wall screaming, "HOW. DO. I. ACTION."
Since I enjoy comedy, I'll sometimes try to incorporate a bit of what my sad mind perceives as humor. When things get serious, though, I'll drop the comedy.

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Status: Temporary. I wanna try experimenting with new characters, but that won't stop character development!

Opening and Closing Post: [link from the IC to their first and if applicable, final post]

First Name: Amarra

Last Name: Pamalo

Born: September 2, 1986; San Antonio, Texas.

Appearance: Amarra Pamalo

4 Positive Adjectives: Outgoing, optimistic, friendly, daring

2 Negative Adjectives: Cocky, stubborn

Siblings or Children: Three brothers, one older and two younger.

Education: Has an Associates and Bachelors degree of Science.

3 Hobbies or Talents:
- Can play the violin.
- Used to kickbox for eleven years before moving to New York. She still occasionally practices.
- Can name most, if not all of the elements in the periodic table without hesitation.

2 Fears:
- Drowning
- Snakes

A Glimpse of...

The warm smell of cinnamon and freshly cooked bacon filled every corner of the diner, wrapping around the many customers and employees like a baby's soft blanket. Conversations between sassy waitresses and coffee drinkers we're heard all around. Some customers sat seated in the age old vinyl booths, while others were perched on the stools by the counter. It was a scene so familiar to Amarra, yet so calming. It was like coming home during Christmas after so many years, and seeing every family member welcoming you with open arms and smiles.

Amarra clutched the cup of coffee close and glanced at across the table where her two best friends, Sara and Luke, sat. Ever since that fateful day in third grade when Luke had spilled apple juice on Amarra, and Amarra, thinking it was Sara who had done it, shoved a cupcake into her face, the three were inseparable. An odd way of meeting, true, but an unregrettable way. Even when Amarra had moved away from Texas, the two had loyally went with her.

"Dude, I'm telling you, this toast tastes like freaking cheese."
"Go home, Luke. You're drunk."
"I'm serious, Amarra! Look, taste it!"
"What? Ew, no! Stop trying to shove it in my mouth! Luke, st- mmph!"
"See! Cheese!"
"Dude, the hell! You ju- wait...holy crap, it does taste like cheese! Sara, try it!"
"..."
"...Alright, fine. Be that way. Jerk."

Amarra grinned teasingly at Sara, waving the cheesy-toast in front of her tauntingly. "You want the toast...go get the toast..." Amara said, as if Sara was a dog.
Sara cast her friend an annoyed glance and tried to bat away the bread. "Stop playing with your food," she scolded.
Amarra stuck her tongue out at Sara and tossed the toast onto Luke's plate. "Whatever. You so want it."
Sara rolled her eyes, a small smile managing to escape.

Amara laughed and gave her friends' an affectionate light punch on the shoulder. All joking aside, Amarra felt an uneasy form in her gut. A feeling so tiny, yet still sensible, like a pebble in a shoe. It was a feeling that she could hide from her companions through laughter, but not from herself.
Amarra had the strangest feeling that she wasn't going to see her friends for a long while...

[Genkai]

Great turn out so far folks! I edited the CS to say "Family" rather than siblings or children, so please change that when you have the time, I figure it would be more broad and optional, rather than assuming someone has kids or is one. ^^;

[Kaga]

My CS is currently a work-in-progress. I'm moving into my college dorm this Friday, though, which means if I don't manage to get it done tonight, then it might take me a little while to finish it. These next few days will be hectic.

[Genkai]

Totally fine Kaga, I understand moving into dorms. *shudders at the memories*

I've got my own concepts written down next to me so I'll be getting my own master post up within the next day or so, as soon as I finish this mini-essay about boring personal finance. Urgh.

[Kraft]

Working on my sheet now.

[Genkai]

RPer:

Age: 23

Frequency Online: Daily, but I try to get on when I have hours of free time, should I only have a small window, I'll usually wait a day until I can dedicate more time to posts and GMing, rather than having to start, go somewhere and come back to what I was doing. As such, I might be MIA for a day or two randomly but I try to make any announcements in my signature if life itself is being a dick and time is really scarce.

Favorite Ice Cream: Orange sherbet. Mmmm.

Occupation: Full time college girl.

College Major: Creative Writing

Any Fandoms You Enjoy: Doctor Who, Pokemon, Yu Yu Hakusho, Oban Star Racers, American Horror Story, Game of Thrones, Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Orphan Black, Orange is the New Black, American Dad, Futurama, Slayers, Dot Hack, Star Trek the Next Generation, Top Gear, Marvel movies, and Naruto to name a few.

Writing Sample: From my other group RP

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Aliens

Her ship - The Connection

Name: Qyx

Origin: XYD

Appearance: Q y x

4 Positive Adjectives:

Curious
Reflective/Thoughtful
Intelligent
Friendly

2 Negative Adjectives:

Soft Spoken
Blunt

2-3 Notable Quirks or Tendencies:

She loves to read anything she can get her hands on, even if it's in a language she doesn't know or cannot translate, she pretends to understand it.

She has a habit of clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth when she's anxious.

She can't whistle though she claims its due to her species' evolution, even though her friends can do it fine.

Behind The Eyes:

Her planet was modest in size but made up for being petite with its wild technological advances. The people of XYD could be fickle and arrogant because of this. They were too stuck in their ways yet somehow made progress when it came to electronics and medical advances. Hardly anyone got sick, most XYDNS were very intellectual and those who weren't, were treated with care and kindness. One might consider the planet almost a utopia of sorts. Famine and war weren't ever present on XYD. But for Qyx, she found herself bored by all the luxuries her home planet had to offer. On XYD, babies hatch from eggs and as such, there is no parental-child system in place. No one has parents. Only mothers give birth to large batches of eggs.

The reptilian features were her biggest difference between Earthlings and herself. Even so, Qyx had quickly fallen in love with the blue planet two galaxies away. She started her studies at a young age and gained enough footing to be able to apply for a ship that could fly her through space and time, on the condition that her studies be the main goal. Being a trustworthy person, she was granted the space visa and ship and thus began her exploration of time and space. It took a lot of fiddling before she worked out the controls and dubbed her ship The Connection. It is as high-tech as her home planet and has many accommodations for anyone she wishes to pick up. It is voice activated and has only minimal weaponry due to her planet's lack of military strength. At one of her old companion's pleas, she did instal some light firepower a few years ago but her planet does not condone such acts, even for defense purposes.

Qyx's typical day consists of flying around and trying to map out as much as she can for XYD but it is a tiresome lonely process and as such, she's happy to try and welcome a new and hopefully bigger wave of friends aboard The Connection.

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Humans

Status: Permanent

Opening and Closing Post: TBA

First Name: Jennifer

Last Name: Rather

Born: December 3'd 1958 Walnut Creek, California (age:56)

Appearance: Jen Rather

4 Positive Adjectives:

Fearless
Curious
Energetic
Positive

2 Negative Adjectives:

Eccentric
Gullible

Family:

A mother named Mary and a father named Ryan.
An older brother named Scott and a younger sister name Julie.
No children or husband, herself.

Education:

Masters in Physics with a concentration in Astrophysics
B.A in Astronomy

3 Hobbies or Talents:

She collects rocks.
She is rather limber for a woman her age.
She can juggle.

2 Fears:

Small confined spaces and being alone.

A Glimpse of...

Another semester had come and gone at UC Berkley and Jennifer still couldn't shake the feeling that she should be somewhere else, doing something else. Yes, she loved her students tremendously and she had acquired tenure so there wasn't much of a reason to feel as lonely as she did. Jen went on a few dates but found herself to be the sort who never could settle down and marry. Her parents had passed away five years back, due to old age and her family was spread across the world, with Scott in New York City and Julie overseas in London, Jennifer wasn't sure why she couldn't pick up and move too. A change of pace, a change of scenery might do her some good.

So she packed a bag and decided a week in NYC might help wake her up a little. She called her older brother and he was happy to spend some time with her. She flew across the country and decided to spend a day wandering the park to engage herself with nature. She loved talking walks and looking around but her eyes would certainly always wander upwards at the sky. From an early age, Jennifer had always been fascinated with the universe. Jen had dreams of exploring it but having discovered her distaste for confined spaces, she resigned her dream of space travel and decided to dedicate her life to studying it and helping the field progress and expand with any knowledge she could gather on Earth.

She made a name for herself as an astrophysicist who worked on a team who had discovered another spiral galaxy in the distance of space. She has done tours and lectured all over the world but she calls the bay area in California her home. But with nothing but a job keeping her tethered, she hoped the trip to New York would help give her better direction and passion. As she found herself prowling the vastness of Central Park, she found a flier and decided to stick around and see if it was a hoax or if it was real. The inner child was always bubbling towards the surface and she couldn't help but imagine the idea of it being real. Jen was rather enthusiastic for someone her age and she could sometimes prattle on and on about nothing, but she couldn't help but take the bait, something she had been dreaming about since childhood...

Unearthly exploration.

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Status: Temprary

Opening and Closing Post: TBA

First Name: Devon

Last Name: Lyds

Born: October 19'th 1989 (age: 25) London, England

Appearance: Devon

4 Positive Adjectives:

Creative
Inviting
Charming
Thoughtful

2 Negative Adjectives:

Lazy
Hot tempered

Family:

A mother named Charlotte and a father named Miles.
A new wife named Yunko.
No siblings or children.

Education:

B.A in Pastry Arts

3 Hobbies or Talents:

Great with art, either on a canvas or cake.
Good singer.
He likes to collect coins.

2 Fears:

Heights and getting sick

A Glimpse of...

He was a Londoner, born and raised.

Devon loved the city even though he complained about it nearly all the time.

His parents were fairly wealthy but not exorbitantly so.

It just allowed Devon to follow his passion of baking. He went to a top notch school and it was during his time in college, that he met his future wife, Yunko. She was from Kyoto, Japan and the two hit it off instantly. After only a year of knowing one another, Yunko convinced him to move back to Kyoto with her so they could start a life together. His parents weren't thrilled but still supported their son. He got married and found an apartment for he and Yunko. The first few months were a strain and Devon found himself feeling homesick. He had trouble with the language and cultural barrier and it caused the newlyweds to have a lot of fights.

When she suggested they try having children, it was the final straw for the young man. The two had a huge fight, he blamed Yunko for making him move and give up a great career back in London. And she blamed him for not having a back bone to speak up sooner, the fight continued to escalate until she kicked him out. It was then at the train station that he saw a flier and decided to go to NYC on a whim. He felt like he had nothing left to lose. He phoned his mother and father and said he'd be in London in a few days but that he'd make a detour in America first. They were confused but were happy to hear his son was hopefully breaking things off with his new wife.

[Viridity]

RPer

Age: 19

Frequency Online: Daily

Favorite Ice Cream: Vanilla, I'm a boring person

Occupation: College student

College Major: Astrophysics

Any Fandoms You Enjoy: Star Trek, H2G2, to name a couple

Character

Status: Temporary, I'll likely ditch him in favor of an alien eventually

Opening and Closing Post: [link from the IC to their first and if applicable, final post]

Name: Nathaniel Smith

Birth date: March 19th, 1987, Duluth, Minnesota (Age: 27)

Appearance: Here

4 Positive Adjectives: Inquisitive, intelligent, confident, easygoing

2 Negative Adjectives: Stubborn, impatient

Family: Mother, Father, two older sisters

Education: Master's - Mathematics

3 Hobbies or Talents:
- Has a passing interest in UFO sightings and related phenomena
- Avid reader, usually carries a book with him
- Collects rocks

2 Fears:
- Heights
- Fire

A Glimpse of...

Nathaniel flopped into the bed in his hotel room, exhausted. He had spent most of his time that day at a convention in New York City not far from the hotel, where he met with several of his former colleagues. As enjoyable as it was, he couldn't stand the crowds, or the traffic that seemed to clog every street. How anyone got around in cities as large as NYC was beyond him. He continued to lay on the bed, attempting to get a bit of rest. Unfortunately, his mind had other ideas; something reminded him of a poster he had seen earlier in the day.

With no small amount of effort, he dragged himself off the bed, opened up his backpack, and took out his phone. A few seconds later he was looking at a picture of one of the posters he saw. It intrigued him, although it was most likely either a prank or would be a meeting for crazy people. Still, what if it was legitimate? He could finally settle the age-old question of whether or not intelligent life existed beyond Earth. Nobody would believe him if it did prove to be what it claimed, but at least it would settle his own doubts. Regardless of what happened, he figured, it would likely be interesting enough to be worth his time.

Several minutes later, he found the motivation to pack his backpack with some basic necessities just in case, and then he threw himself back onto the bed and fell asleep.

[Palindromatic]

Hoping you're still accepting. Also hoping I didn't write too much.

RPer

Age: 22
Frequency Online: Hourly
Favorite Ice Cream: Green tea
Occupation: Student
College Major: Psychology
Any Fandoms You Enjoy: Nothing too major, but I do have a thing for Mass Effect and Doctor Who. Can’t say I follow any tumblrs/blogs/other dedicated to them, though. Does that count?

Writing Sample

Sample

Don't mind the complete randomness of it. It was the shortest thing of something recent that was short... enough

There was a pop and a whoosh, and every fiber and pixel constructing the world melted away into the never-ending field of sunflowers, rippling in phantasmagoric waves. The ocean of softened gold and yellow fragments swaying softly in a crisp summer’s breeze met the pale blue sky at the horizon. Where the jagged face of a boulder sat twenty yards away, a short woman stood, staring off into the distance with no other distinguishable feature around.

The roundness of her bald head where little nubs of dark stubble poked through complemented the androgynous look she aimed for. Her height was small but the taut muscles of her narrow back added a form of intimidation to an otherwise petite look.

Gingerly he took a step toward her, feeling every bone in his body quake. A layer of sandpaper coated the back of his throat, and it stung profoundly as he drew every ragged breath into a chest that burned with a million different fires. A heavy pressure bore into his left side and it made him lean into it to try and soften the dull throb. Something was missing inside; he could feel it.

A small stone caught his foot and the ground smacked him hard in the face a second later. It stole the air from his lungs and he gasped desperately for the smallest bit of oxygen. He dug his hands into the cool earth and felt the dirt press beneath his fingernails – or, at least, the fingernails of the few fingers he still had. The pinky finger on his right hand stuck out at an odd angle. He didn’t even remember it happening.

With a loud wheeze and all the strength he could muster, he hoisted himself up onto his knees. The sun was beating down on him; beads of sweat caked his brow and dribbled down his face, soaking the remnants of a scorched t-shirt that still clung to his body.

“I can’t… Grace… I can’t,” he pleaded. He assumed his voice would still remain strong, but what came out sounded like a mixture of a shy boy and an elderly man on his deathbed. He was neither yet, but would be both again soon. It wasn’t pessimism to admit he failed. It was as close to realism as he could get.

“You can sti… still d-do it, Grace.” He truthfully didn’t think there was a fighting chance left in any word to back up that statement but, unlike himself, his partner in every crime they ever committed wouldn’t get a do-over. In the end it didn’t matter what she felt or thought in her final moments staring down the very last sights she would ever see, hearing the very last sounds and smelling her very last scents. In the blink of an eye she would go back to being a pre-Gene Grace, unaware of what was about to become of her. Still, he lied to keep her sane.

She never looked back at him.

Petals torn from their homes blew upward in the sudden violent gush of wind, and a few clattered into the naked, beige-skinned body of Grace. They took her down with themselves, and as limp as a doll, Grace Pang fell into the stalks that engulfed her whole.

A sinking feeling overcame Gene; he felt the color drain from his face and his eyes widen. He collapsed, sitting on his heels, and let his mouth sag open.

“No…” he gasped. He repeated it, his voice cracking and rising to a vulnerable pitch, his face crumpling inward as he shook his head in denial. Tightness constricted his chest; he felt vomit inching up his throat and he couldn’t help but let gravity pull him down into the warm embrace of the soil.

“No… no, no… oh, shit, no…” was all he could mumble as he shook uncontrollably, as his cheeks became drenched in sudden streams of tears. It hurt beyond belief every time he sobbed, but he couldn’t keep the built-up emotion from finally seeping out.

The only other human who stood a chance of surviving didn’t even last a minute.

He forced himself up and onto his hands and knees, and through the thicket of sunflowers he crawled towards where her body fell. He found the scarred, burned, pockmarked body of a woman too brilliant and beautiful to have been his only frontline of the war. Half of her face was missing and the raw redness of muscle glinted in the sunlight. The pearly white teeth she once proudly proclaimed were natural remained bared in that menacing grin. The one hazel eye she still had remained transfixed with an eyebrow raised in surprise. Did she know what was about to happen? Did she see it coming from a mile away, or was it all over in a millisecond?

The Grace Gene knew would’ve had a plan B ready for when her plan A failed like she had planned for. The Grace Gene knew would’ve taken down an entire army before the first bullet made a dent in her. The Grace Gene thought he knew would’ve lived to tell the tale.

He didn’t even know her surname.

With trembling hands Gene cupped her chin and caressed her cheek. He shakily tried to move her, hoping to wake her, but the exposed fragments of skull and brain matter informed him she wouldn’t be standing up to fight again.

“Ple-ease… don’t,” he whispered to her. He didn’t know what to do, how to help her. “P-please, Gra-ace…” Her head lolled out of his hands and fell too loosely on the patch of sunflower petals she took down with her.

It felt like something tore open his organs. He let out a gurgling yelp and slumped back. He wanted to close her only intact eyelid, but he didn’t want to touch her. Was it natural to feel so ready to let her go so soon? The overwhelming feelings of hopelessness and sadness mixed with a stomach churning revolt.

From out of nowhere, a rumble grew exponentially into an air-tearing mechanical growl. Gene looked up into the sky and saw the metallic face of the semi-organic God looking back at him. Two glands slid away into meaty pockets and he saw the faint glow of a blue light.

He stared at it, and just when it began to brighten, he blinked.

The light exploded from everywhere around him. He let out a piercing wail; he felt swollen, his entire body crumbling under the overbearing pain. There were hands latching onto him and he felt so cold and damp.

The hands coiled something around his exposed body, and when he finally dared to open his eyes, he saw the face of his mother holding him for her first time.

For Gene, it was his third.

~*~
Character

Status: Permanent
Opening and Closing Post: [link from the IC to their first and if applicable, final post]

First Name: Nicole “Nick”
Last Name: Rossum
Born: April 18th, 1991 (23-years-old), Toronto, Canada

Appearance: Nicole Rossum

4 Positive Adjectives: Carefree, charismatic, creative, thoughtful
2 Negative Adjectives: Cowardly, definitely not the smartest
Family: Mother, grandmother, three older brothers & one younger brother
Education: One year spent as an English major, two as a Gender Studies major, and one as a Sociology major. Still hasn’t graduated.

3 Hobbies or Talents:
- courtesy of her oldest brother (Ted), she can beatbox – quite well, if she does say so herself;
- enjoys reading, mostly thriller/mystery novels;
- Netflix.

2 Fears:
- death;
- contracting/developing a serious illness.

A Glimpse of...

Nick

There was something a little too terrifying about the way the ceiling fan intensely wobbled as it picked up more and more momentum that gave Nick a little indication it wasn’t safe to sit under it. The hairs on her forearms stood on end every time she saw it threatening to unhinge and naturally fly straight for her jugular vein. Despite Nick’s protests to turn it off, her mother never could hear her clearly over the aimless banging of pots and pans behind the island counter of the kitchen. Ma never was cooking or cleaning anything. She simply liked pretending to be busy, slamming cupboard doors, looking for “just something”, loudly declaring they were out of “just something” completely irrelevant like –

“Did you pick me up some rhubarb?” Ma shouted with her back to the rest of the kitchen. She was leaning over the sink, looking out the window and in through the neighbors’. Ever since the homosexual couple moved in – and she always had to point out they were homosexual – she liked criticizing every detail about their lives. Mostly their poor decorating taste. According to Ma, gay men weren’t truly gay until they memorized every name given to IKEA furniture.

“The hell you need rhubarb for?” Nick snorted, amused. It had only been two days since she returned home from college. She hardly had time to unpack the mounds of unwashed clothes that had begun to spawn other colors. Grocery shopping was not high on her list of “settle back into home life”.

“Ay!” her mother snapped with a bang on the countertop. She didn’t turn around to face Nick, but she did wave a warning finger in Nick’s general direction. “Watch your tongue! Keep it in your mouth if you’re gonna talk to me like that. I’m in here all day cooking for you all, and then your brother Ted needs money for a car loan and then you show up on my doorstep looking for a place to stay and d’you think anything thinks to ask me –”

“Trying to watch something in here!” Rick shouted from the living room, his voice rising in volume and anger equally. Rick was Nick’s youngest brother. Half of her life was dedicated to tormenting him and reveling in the way he tried to fight back. There never was an easier target than Rick.

“Watch with your eyes then, not your ears,” Nick retorted. A smirk crossed her face. A pat on the back was deserved for that one, she thought. She could almost hear the vein pulsing in his neck, the way his teeth gritted together the instant he felt the slightest bit of irritation. It was complete satisfaction.

“How the hell can I hear with my eyes, doofus?” Rick yelled back.

“Watch your tongue!” Ma managed to get in before Nick’s excited retaliation sparked back.

“Hey, buddy, you know what subtitles are? Yeah? Good. You put them on, you sit there, you read them. You know how to read there, pal? You think you can read something other than them magazines?”

“What magazines?” Ma sharply asked.

“Damn it, Ma, it’s nothing,” Rick groaned.

“Both of you! Tongues – watch them!” Ma barked.

“Them magazines he keeps under his bed! Ma, you still clean his room, you know what I’m talking about.” Nick had to keep this back-and-forth going. It was the sudden highlight of her entire week.

“She ain’t seen nothing ‘cause there ain’t nothing, stupid,”

“Like hell there isn’t,”

“Tongue!” Ma warned.

There was a lull in the argument. Perfect timing.

Nick had to go for it.

“So you do know the kind of mags I’m talking about?”

“Nick!” Ma and Rick exclaimed disgustedly in unison. Nick thought it was funny. All by herself she had a little chuckle. She shrugged and clicked her tongue. They never were appreciative towards her comedic gold.

The apartment went silent after that. Ma returned to rummaging through a drawer full of Tupperware containers, albeit quieter. The volume of the show Rick was watching coincidentally became louder. Nick occupied the awkward stillness by picking at a paint stain on the dining room table.

It was all quiet until –

“It’s 2014! Who the hell reads nudie mags anymore anyway?!”

“Nick!”

[Genkai]

@Everyone applying: While I work on my characters, I'll finally give my feedback! Sorry about the mega wait everyone, I had to finish up this online course and now it's pretty much done and done!

As a note, I am horrible at math so if you wanna put the character's age by their date of birth/location of said birthing, that'd be a huge help or mention it in your opening post...thanks.

@Palindromatic: Psych major? Nice, that was a pretty popular one not too long ago, though I think it always has its charm.

Your character is approved! Just add the location of where she was born please. And you're approved, I'll add you to the first post once I see they weren't born in a dumpster outside of the Sears parking lot. XD

@Viridity: Vanilla ice cream is awesome, not borning!

You're into Astrophysics? Right on, that's pretty badass. I've had such a love for space, but also a slight fear of...

Anywho.

You got a MN boy and from Duluth no less?! I have family in that area. *shudders* Everything checks out for him, he's appoved!

@RedChatoyant: Wow you're so young! I feel so old, that's awesome though. XD You use the word fluctuate, kudos. When I was your age...well we won't go there, and rocky road ice cream is great, though the nuts get stuck in my teeth these days, both good choices though.

Pokemonz, HP and Doctor Who, good fandoms. I tried playing Bravely Default and though it reminded me of FF games, I ended up passing on the demo. I know it's a great game though, don't let it steal you away! (like ORAS will do to me in November)

Your role looks good, she's accepted. Just be careful when it comes to breaking up dialogue so it doesn't look too sandwiched together. :3

@Redwing: College is a black hole for money. Can't say I blame you for not wanting to near one. Hahah.

Anywho, straight forward etc...you're accepted as well.

@Nyther: Ello!

Your guy is accepted, but be mindful of how you break paragraphs so they're easier to read and this will be detail heavy, so keep that in mind. We are exploring space after all. ^^;

[Genkai]

Also, working on my sheets now and should be on most of today so if you need to reach me...I'm here.

[Nyther]

I forgot to space out my paragraph, sorry and what I wrote was just a small sample. That's why I didn't go into a long description, but I promise you I can be very detail oriented. Especially with all this crazy spaciness going on. My character will have very colorful descriptions of everything. Glad to be accepted!

[Genkai]

That's okay. Thanks for clearing that up.

First post has been updated with the master post links, I will add details for the characters who are in play once we start and once people begin coming and going.

[Palindromatic]

Genkai said
Psych major? Nice, that was a pretty popular one not too long ago, though I think it always has its charm. Your character is approved! Just add the location of where she was born please. And you're approved, I'll add you to the first post once I see they weren't born in a dumpster outside of the Sears parking lot. XD

Oh... so... no prom night dumpster babies allowed? Well, there goes that idea. I guess Toronto's the next closest thing.

My CS has been edited. And trust me when I say that studying Psychology is always a great idea in the beginning. By this point, I just want it to be over and done with so I can accept my fate as everyone's favorite broken-down barista. Or shell out another ten thousand dollars to brag about my Master's Degree while making your decaf venti sugar-free vanilla soy extra hot no foam one splenda latte.

At least I'll be able to analyze, pinpoint and diagnose my depression. So I guess it's a win-win?

PS
Your signature, doe... all the feels, man. All the feels, all over.

[februari]

I just came across the IC and am very interested, so don't start yet! I'll have an application up by tonight for review.

[Kaga]

Roleplayer Profile

Age: 17

Frequency Online: Daily

Favorite Ice Cream: Cookie dough

Occupation: Student

College (Double) Major: Mass Communications and Broadcasting & Graphic Design

Any Fandoms You Enjoy: Doctor Who (including Classics!), Homestuck, Trigun, Death Note, Various other anime, MLP: FiM, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Pokemon, Digimon, Adventure Time, Legend of Zelda, Welcome to Night Vale… did I get everything?

Writing Sample:

Wheee

GM chuckled at Leon’s remark about what happens to those who create ‘immortal and unstoppable beings’. “I doubt I’ll have anything to worry about.” He told Leon. “These creatures will be completely under my control. They’ll have minds of their own, yes, but simple ones – minds that would never question authority, and that I can override at any time. I can always call them off if they take something too far or, in a worst case scenario, delete them.” He grinned.

“As for the beta testing, well, you’ll see when we get there.” He chuckled. “Though I should make sure first that you’re properly set up for it…” he mused, minimizing his work with Rin momentarily to look for something else, quickly rifling through folders filled with long lists of files, most of which were labeled with obscure names consisting of seemingly meaningless jumbles of letters and numbers. He stopped at a file whose name stood out from the rest, called “Basilix”. Opening the file temporarily revealed not the image of GM’s dragon, though, but rather that of a more humanoid lizard-man. He quickly waved his hand and shoved the image off the “screen”, however, instead pulling up a long list of code that also seemed to be part of the file – the programming language in question unidentifiable. Minimizing that as well, he went looking for another something else, this time opening a folder containing far fewer items - only “rpg001”, “rpg002”, “rpg003” and “rpg004”. He opened “rpg004”, but an error message appeared in place of a visual display. GM closed out of it so quickly that the message could barely be read, but it seemed to say something along the lines of something being “incompatible” and therefore “could not be displayed”. Regardless, Godmodder was still able to pull up a similar list of code. Retrieving the Basilix code, he highlighted a sizable chunk of it, then copied and pasted into rpg004’s. After that, he took a moment to quickly proofread the code, his eyes expertly skimming the vast text to ensure that everything was correct. “There; it should work now.” He spoke up, saving.

After that, GM spent the next ten minutes or so similarly playing around with his program – whatever it was – particularly editing the new Rin. After messing around with the code and adding a few aesthetic changes, like adding some flame-like violet streaks running from the creature’s forelegs along its sides, he finally took a deep breath and laid his folded-up computer on the floor.

“Alright, I’m ready.” He told Leon, standing up and walking to the far wall. “We’ll need more room, though…” he hummed, before spreading his hands out in front of him and watching as the far wall flew backwards, and the two adjacent walls in the newly created hallway pushed out away from each other, creating a large, empty space in front of them, about the size of a high school gymnasium. At first, the area almost looked like void, but closer inspection would reveal edges where the walls met the floor and so forth, and like a freshly-produced polaroid photo, the black of said walls, ceiling and floor slowly shifted into a generic-looking dark blue. “Ahhhh now this is finally starting to look like my old place!!” he cheered, running out into the open area and leaping into the air as a plain-looking office swivel chair appeared beneath him, catching the eccentric figure as his shins landed on the seat cushion and his arms grabbed onto the back support of the chair, laughing the whole way as inertia pushed him forward and into a spinning motion around the chair’s rotational axis.

“And now for the fun part!!” he grinned wildly, beckoning Leon to follow him into the new room as he rested his arms on the top of the back of the chair. Once the roleplayer entered, GM snapped his fingers and six duplicates of the new Rin appeared in the open space, their eyes locked on Leon as they all began to growl and snarl. “Now then,” GM spoke as he stood up on the seat, pointing his finger dramatically at Leon with his grin spread wide. “Sic ‘im, girls!!”

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Character Profile

Status: Permanent (as far as I am aware; I will notify you if this changes)

Opening and Closing Post: Links TBA

First Name: Linda

Last Name: Welsky

Born: March 15th 1996, NYC

Appearance: Link

4 Positive Adjectives: Strong-willed, passionate, free-thinking, adventurous

2 Negative Adjectives: Stubborn, mouthy

Family: Lives only with her mother, no siblings.

Education: High school

3 Hobbies or Talents: Tarot card readings, skateboarding, watching Netflix documentaries

2 Fears: Not being able to spend her life doing something she enjoys, developing addictions

A Glimpse of…

Linda glowered down at her coffee, standing outside Starbucks early in the morning. “I drink too much caffeine.” she said to herself, having only taken a few sips and already feeling guilty about buying it. If one were to ask anyone else, though, she wouldn’t look like a caffeine addict; she’d only just recently gotten into the habit of drinking it regularly each morning — and that was her problem. I don’t wanna be dependent on this stuff. she thought to herself. I shouldn’t need it to wake up each morning. she told herself as she guiltily sipped her beverage on her way to work, trying to limit how much she consumed.

She worked at Subway — didn’t want to go to college right after high school, not if she didn’t know what career she would go there for. After all her mom was still paying off loans and she’s working retail! What an investment. Kind of hard for her mother to convince her to go when she was such a shining example of the college system’s success. Linda wanted to take a year off and figure out what it was she would do with her life. Unfortunately, nothing had come to her yet. Every morning on her walk to work she thought about how ironic it was that Subway was all about being able to decide what you want and yet she couldn’t decide at all. If that was even irony. She really didn’t know anymore.

She thought about a lot of the same things on her way to work each morning. Like every time she walked past that fortune teller, a small part of her wondered if it were possible to make a living doing the same thing, but she had only recently discovered tarot cards and she still had a lot to learn about fortune-telling techniques, not to mention getting the atmosphere down — something she wasn’t sure she could do since her only experience with it consisted of casually giving readings to her friends and being all, “Woooow isn’t it crazy how well it applies to your life? The cards know, girl”. Plus, how would she even get a business like this started? These doubts shot down the idea just about every morning.

This morning, however, was one that wasn’t exactly like the rest, because of a very peculiar flier that caught her attention as she walked by. “…What the hell. Is this for real?” she asked out loud, giving the extremely casual offer for a journey across the universe from a supposed alien life form a second read, laughing as she tore the poster off the telephone pole it clung to and gave it a closer look. “What even is this?” she asked, now looking at both the front and the back of the strange offer. “Man, I gotta look into this later.” she decided as she folded it up and slipped it into her pocket, continuing her usual route to work.

[Genkai]

februari said
I just came across the IC and am very interested, so don't start yet! I'll have an application up by tonight for review.

Okay, I can wait a bit longer...hopefully the others can too!

@Palindromatic: Hmmm Toronto isn't a dumpster? Well huh, you learn something new every day!

I'd say go for the expensive Masters program so you can wear glasses while you draw designs on people's coffee and hot cocoa, winter is approaching after all! We need our brightest minds behind the counter! XD (I'm not one to talk, I'm a watered down English major...)

At least I can complain to a shrink without paying 80 bucks an hour or needing a co-pay...

And my sig? As in Nine/Rose? The most beautiful love in the universe? <3

@Kaga: She looks fine to me! Just specify what "addictions" she fears? Is it losing something she craves or is that she fears developing one...?