So anyone with a soul please raise your hand.
*Starts to raise hand*
Ah, who am I kidding...
*Lowers hand*
Adelynn Ryder Member
Unquiet Paladin
STATUS: Refreshing the page at 3:12 am. Funny thing is, this is when people actually reply. Stupid time zones. 9 yrs ago
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Refreshing the page at 3:12 am. Funny thing is, this is when people actually reply. Stupid time zones.
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Reading random RPs to kill time until I go play DnD... Sometimes I wonder if I roleplay too much. (Nope. No such thing.)
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Found a sheet of bubble wrap... this should keep me entertained for a few hours. :)
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Just noticed the box on the side that says "You have no friends"... *sigh* I've only been here for a day and the site already knows me too well.
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Stuff about me? Well, I really love video games. That and anime, DnD, and breaking into song at random intervals. I'm both a geek and a nerd (and yes, I know the difference). I've done a decent amount of roleplaying before, and I'll write in pretty much any genre. My favorite would probably have to be either fantasy or superhero roleplays. Anyway, I love to write stories, and I hope to find many good roleplaying partners here on this site :)
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*Starts to raise hand*
Ah, who am I kidding...
*Lowers hand*
Finally!
Aerin looked eagerly down at her VR equipment. Shadowfall had just come out, and she had been forced to spend the whole day working. With the record sales numbers being reported, it was amazing that she had even got her hands on a copy this late. She'd finally arrived at her house after what seemed like the longest drive of her life (though in reality she had been speeding the whole way.) VR games were more than a mere hobby to Aerin. These were her life. Her job, she knew, had really become just a way to fund this hobby. And as everyone knew, Shadowfall was supposed to be the best VR game developed yet!
Unable to wait a moment longer, she pulled the helmet down over her head. She practically screamed the startup command, adrenaline pumping through her veins as light spread across her vision. After a brief introduction, the game brought her to one of the largest character creation databases she'd ever seen. This was awesome! She paused for a moment, wondering what sort of character she should make. The last fantasy-type MMO she'd gotten into, she'd played a tall, fair-haired elf woman. She'd liked the character, but the incessant flirting from the males of the game had gotten kind of irritating. Didn't those idiots realize it was just an avatar? She could be a dude for all they knew!
That gave her an idea. Scrolling through the pre-set body types, she picked the most ridiculously buff male build she could find, then went into details and added further enhancements. She chuckled to herself. Nobody would flirt with this character! She named him after herself (finally, an advantage to having such a masculine name) and entered the game.
Aerin looked eagerly down at her VR equipment. Shadowfall had just come out, and she had been forced to spend the whole day working. With the record sales numbers being reported, it was amazing that she had even got her hands on a copy this late. She'd finally arrived at her house after what seemed like the longest drive of her life (though in reality she had been speeding the whole way.) VR games were more than a mere hobby to Aerin. These were her life. Her job, she knew, had really become just a way to fund this hobby. And as everyone knew, Shadowfall was supposed to be the best VR game developed yet!
Unable to wait a moment longer, she pulled the helmet down over her head. She practically screamed the startup command, adrenaline pumping through her veins as light spread across her vision. After a brief introduction, the game brought her to one of the largest character creation databases she'd ever seen. This was awesome! She paused for a moment, wondering what sort of character she should make. The last fantasy-type MMO she'd gotten into, she'd played a tall, fair-haired elf woman. She'd liked the character, but the incessant flirting from the males of the game had gotten kind of irritating. Didn't those idiots realize it was just an avatar? She could be a dude for all they knew!
That gave her an idea. Scrolling through the pre-set body types, she picked the most ridiculously buff male build she could find, then went into details and added further enhancements. She chuckled to herself. Nobody would flirt with this character! She named him after herself (finally, an advantage to having such a masculine name) and entered the game.
The girl was starting to slip. She was still readily destroying the opponents, but Anna could see she was getting tired. Or perhaps nervous? Either way, she was shaking. The boys were actually getting in a few hits. Unfortunately, it didn't look as though the crowd was going to clear. There were possibly even more people there than before. She could see them placing bets, stacks of quarters lining up next to the machine. Idiots. They're not gonna win. Even if she was slowing down, the reigning champion of their tournament was far out of their league. Anna wanted to play. It was strange really, she usually preferred to play games by herself. But it had been quite a while since she'd seen anyone with that level of skill, and between this girl and the guy at the Third Strike cabinet, it seemed there could be some fascinating battles here. AIs were predictable, people were not. She glanced nervously at the group of boys surrounding the machine. Would they let her join them? They seemed busy setting up some sort of turn order... And even if they were willing to let her have a turn, what if she messed up? Or worse, what if she won and the girl got mad at her? Anyway, playing the game would require approaching the crowd, making herself seen. Even thinking about it made her shiver.
She looked away from the young gamblers, returning her attention to the screen. It was loading. The girl had turned around in her seat, staring strait back at Annabelle. Glaring. Anna realized with sudden terror that she'd been spotted. She hadn't been hiding or anything, but she was so used to going unnoticed that it hadn't crossed her mind that the Blazblue player might see her watching, much less be offended by it. Her face flushed, hands sweating again, and she averted her eyes. I'm an idiot. Of course the girl was offended! She had every right to be. There she was, minding her own business, destroying a dozen or so opponents, and Annabelle had been standing there gawking. Perhaps she relied too much on the fact that other people tended not to see her. What should she do now? Should she run? No, then she would look like a creepy stalker person. Or maybe she already did, standing there watching like that...
Anna felt the glaring eyes leave her as the next match began. Still, she stood frozen. Would it be rude to leave, or more rude to stay? Maybe if she just didn't look over there... She turned back to the Third Strike game. Dudley was still tearing apart the AI opponents. Did that guy know she was there. He'd acknowledged her existence earlier, but that was when she had still been playing Delta 3. Now she had moved, but did he still see her? Would he, like the girl, be mad at her for watching? He still focused on his game, but in her mind he was now glaring too. As were the boys in the corner. Everyone glared, everyone hated her.
The girl was approaching now, two bottles in hand. One soda, one water. Anna pressed back into the wall, her pale skin turning even whiter with fear. Her hands, now drenched with sweat, were shaking uncontrollably. Nobody approached her- ever. Not unless they needed her to do something... or if they were mad at her. Yes, that must be the case. Was she going to yell? Anna certainly deserved it. She imagined the girl yelling, calling attention to their area and broadcasting to the entire arcade what Anna had done. Her head reeled with panic.
But the girl only came up beside her and smiled. She wanted to play.
Anna's muscles relaxed a bit. It wasn't a crowd of angry people ready to tear into her. Just one girl, a nice girl. Another gamer. She didn't usually talk to people, but she really did want to play. And now it was just her, not the crowd of young Blazblue players.
She smiled nervously, speaking in a voice so quiet it could have been mistaken for a whisper. She hoped her anxiety wasn't too visible, but it probably was. “Um... sure... you're good too. I mean, I was watching... uh...” She glanced over at the Blazblue console, still surrounded by the boys. “What game do want to play?”
She looked away from the young gamblers, returning her attention to the screen. It was loading. The girl had turned around in her seat, staring strait back at Annabelle. Glaring. Anna realized with sudden terror that she'd been spotted. She hadn't been hiding or anything, but she was so used to going unnoticed that it hadn't crossed her mind that the Blazblue player might see her watching, much less be offended by it. Her face flushed, hands sweating again, and she averted her eyes. I'm an idiot. Of course the girl was offended! She had every right to be. There she was, minding her own business, destroying a dozen or so opponents, and Annabelle had been standing there gawking. Perhaps she relied too much on the fact that other people tended not to see her. What should she do now? Should she run? No, then she would look like a creepy stalker person. Or maybe she already did, standing there watching like that...
Anna felt the glaring eyes leave her as the next match began. Still, she stood frozen. Would it be rude to leave, or more rude to stay? Maybe if she just didn't look over there... She turned back to the Third Strike game. Dudley was still tearing apart the AI opponents. Did that guy know she was there. He'd acknowledged her existence earlier, but that was when she had still been playing Delta 3. Now she had moved, but did he still see her? Would he, like the girl, be mad at her for watching? He still focused on his game, but in her mind he was now glaring too. As were the boys in the corner. Everyone glared, everyone hated her.
The girl was approaching now, two bottles in hand. One soda, one water. Anna pressed back into the wall, her pale skin turning even whiter with fear. Her hands, now drenched with sweat, were shaking uncontrollably. Nobody approached her- ever. Not unless they needed her to do something... or if they were mad at her. Yes, that must be the case. Was she going to yell? Anna certainly deserved it. She imagined the girl yelling, calling attention to their area and broadcasting to the entire arcade what Anna had done. Her head reeled with panic.
But the girl only came up beside her and smiled. She wanted to play.
Anna's muscles relaxed a bit. It wasn't a crowd of angry people ready to tear into her. Just one girl, a nice girl. Another gamer. She didn't usually talk to people, but she really did want to play. And now it was just her, not the crowd of young Blazblue players.
She smiled nervously, speaking in a voice so quiet it could have been mistaken for a whisper. She hoped her anxiety wasn't too visible, but it probably was. “Um... sure... you're good too. I mean, I was watching... uh...” She glanced over at the Blazblue console, still surrounded by the boys. “What game do want to play?”
@The One Awesome. Sounds like a good plan. Since you're writing the IC, I'll post tonight when I get home.
@The Slenderman
You know, as the GM, you don't actually need approval to post your CS in characters, right? :P
You know, as the GM, you don't actually need approval to post your CS in characters, right? :P
@Specter189 WAIT. It closes at 12PM on weekends??? Well, damn it. What if she needs a drink after a long stressful day at work at about 1 AM? Sheesh. :P
Well, he does live upstairs from the place... guy's gotta sleep sometime. I imagine a bunch of noisy bar-goers downstairs would make that difficult.
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How I wish tabletop games ran in my family, and yeah I love the term Lawful Stupid. Archnemesis to the legendary ADD of Chaotic Stupid
Oh man... I know players like that...
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Paladins are solid, always did like playing Lawful Good right in order to show people that not all of them are fun killing asshats
Yeah, that assumption always got on my nerves. As my father once said "It's Lawful Good, not Lawful Stupid, people!"
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Who knew an edition would exsist where a fighter could have more of a role in the party other than "pack mule" past level 5. I'm glad I don't run a character brc as use I can't figure out what class I want to play, they're just good
Indeed. I'm 'm playing a paladin in the current game just because my friend wanted me to be party leader, and the paladins have a lot of authority in the world he's set up. That, and I like playing high charisma characters.
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Its so fucking good, coming from 3.5 to it, I'm never going back no more pun pun, no more Cleric or Druid-zilla, no more swordsages. Everything is simplified in a good way, ECL isn't a factor anymore when it comes to races, alignments aren't rigidly set in stone and enforced. Guh I could go for days on end with my love for 5e
Yeah, character creation for 5th edition was so weird the first time... it was all so open, and everything was so powerful. I actually had a 1 page character sheet for once XD (Not counting backstory, that was 3 pages)
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