Afina

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@Little_ninja When doing your character sheet, star the items you want advanced knowledge of and I'll go over it. (I am one of those gm's that if it isn't really there before the RP starts I won't allow it to be brought in later on unless there is a good showing of how it could be learned within the rp itself)

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Billsomething Yes, back when they hooked it up and brought the slaves back from the camp. Standard uncovered wagon, wooden, open entrance in the for loading and unloading, railings on the side, front seat bench.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana pulled the hood of her mantle up slowly, tucking back her hair as she did; the wind and chill in the air had become noticeable when she pulled her hood back and with everything else swirling through her mind it was taking what was normally a very pleasant experience for her and making it less than so. Glancing over towards Derrix out of the corner of eyes she allowed a thin lined smirk form on her lips.

"One who is colorblind cannot enjoy the pink," she retorted with a slight upswing to her voice before looking away once again. Though the tit for tat that they seemed to be having was not giving her any true answers to what to do it was at least pushing her problems to the back of her mind and giving her something else to focus on. Sometimes that was all it took to come up with a solution. The solution had not presented itself as of yet but for the time being a cleared mind was a much needed improvement to the turmoil she was currently being plagued with.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@Little_ninja If you want to go with a Master of Disguise thing that could work, posing as various people through out the rp to work with brokers for deals and such. Jack of all Trades knowledge though would have to be limited - not in the amount of skills but in the depth of that knowledge. It would just be a base understanding, enough to bluff as it were, with most things expect a few choice ones that would be your specialty. (Like Disguise, accents and the like)

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Dragoknighte@Horrid@Luminosity@knighthawk@Afina@Billsomething@Melkor@Penultimate_Pi@TheWizardLizard@Warrior In The Shadows@Goldeagle1221

Okay quick update - things are moving along and we are pressing forward to the next village where the next major plot point will open up and the newest character background will come to light. (Remember those Pm's I asked people to send me if they wanted a subplot for their character worked in? Yup, we are starting one of those.)

Now, school is starting back for some and work is hectic for others - I totally understand that - and that is why we have been in free rotation for a bit. It allows those with a freer schedule to be able to post and keep the topic active without moving the plot of the story forward too quickly. (Giving those that cannot post as often a chance to be part of each plot important moment in the RP)

Having said that - I will not continue where people only show up to post for the fights. If you do not participate in some form or fashion between fights and work to build your own characters place within the group - I will skip you during the battles. It truly isn't fair to those that work to make sure they come up with something, anything, to show tid bits about their characters and help to propel the story forward and bring the group closer together for some to only show up during a fight scene.

It is your job as an Rper to figure out what to post. (Not mine) I provide you with settings, weather, a general story, events around you. It is your job to figure out what your character will do or say. Please keep this in mind as we proceed.

And no, do not take this as you have to post all the time to keep up or be part of the RP - but it does mean that there needs to be non fight posts as well.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana rose a slender brow as the man began to speak, he seemed to like to speak with a flowery way. She sat there as they cantered along the path, keeping an eye out on their surroundings but taking in what he said and thinking about it for a moment before she decided to speak once again.

"Loss in the winter is expected, it is prepared for, braced for and for some even longed for." she asked as she pulled the hood of her mantle back and let it fall around her shoulders. Turning to look at him and only seeing his eyes through the slit of the helmet.

"And what does one do when the flower is burnt to ash in the Summer of its life?" she asked before looking away once again. She wasn't really expecting an answer nor was she wanting one if she was truthful with herself. Death happened, she knew that and in time the pain lessened either from the simple dullness that time brought about or from finding something that helped to heal the wounds of loss. Fresh wounds though needed to be open to breath otherwise they would never heal, though sadly it was not a way that she practiced.

Your Princess Is In Another Castle

Isabella paced the throne room of the castle, seemingly trying to wear a rut into the stone surface her boots clicked on with each heavy step. It had been a week since her childhood friend had been taken from a family hunting trip out in the country side and no word from anyone other than a note that was left behind stating that they were to await instructions. Each day, each moment that ticked by seemed to last an eternity and the sands in the hour glass seemed to taunt her. The sun cut into the room through the stained glass windows and the colors seemed to dance about the darkly clad form of Isabella.

Her mood was as dark as her clothing for she blamed herself, she had been off dealing with her guild when the family vacation had occurred and she felt confident that had she been there this would not have happened. Stopping in her tracks she decided that she was tired of waiting around for something or anything to happen. Looking over to the king and queen she pursed her lips slightly, thinning them out as she stood there.

"I am leaving," she stated in a flat voice.

"What are you talking about? We must wait to find out anything," the Queen stated as she sat there in her throne.

"No offense but you can sit and wait all you want, I am going to do something," she retorted before turning and ordering the guards out of her way. They held their ground for a moment before the king waved them off their post. The door opened and Isabella push her way through the castle and to the stables to retrieve her horse. they could wait until the gods returned for all she cared, she was going to go find Chritina.

"Why did you let her leave?" the Queen asked her husband and liege.

"You know why," he remarked as he leaned back in his throne. "She just would have left under the cover of darkness if I didn't."

"You could have barred her windows ages ago."

"And what cage her? Wasn't that something we have tried not to do. Our arrangement with her has proved useful, especially now," the man said as he looked over to his wife.

"I know, you're right, you're right," she said with a deep sigh.

They Are Among Us

Nice, getting my character sheet together.

The Kin Bane - A Wild West Style Undead Hunting Campaign - Closed

Angpetu sighed as she stood there staring at the bush and underbrush that had moved somewhat. She knew someone was hiding but perhaps they were too scared by what they had seen to feel safe to come out right then. She wasn't going to stand there all night waiting for an answer nor did she had the desire to pull someone out kicking and screaming. She had wounds that needed stitching and from looking at the group that was near her, a lot of explaining to do. Shaking her head she shrugged slightly.

"Alright, well I will be in my room if you ever decide to get up out of the dirt," she said before glancing over towards the man that had come up to her asking if she was speaking to him.

"Nope, speaking to the bush apparently. Maybe it will catch on fire," she said before glancing back towards Twain, who after his words she assumed was a doctor of some sorts.

"Yeah, grab your bag or what ever you need and find me in my room if you are a doctor, I could use some stitches," she remarked before looking back at Cyrus and the new comers.

"Right, you two probably have questions. Someone grab a bottle from the bar and meet me in my room. I'll explain," she said before walking off towards the saloon. Nights like this always left her wanting a drink and a good nights sleep. Sleep wasn't going to come until she did some explaining but the drink could come rather quickly.

Walking back to the town proper she pushed through the people that were standing around talking about what had happened in the street itself and the Sheriff walking off to get drunk; it was something he normally didn't do. Stepping into the saloon she spotted the Sheriff in a corner, drinking straight out of the bottle. "Good thing he didn't see what was actually out there, man couldn't handle it," she muttered to herself before making her way to her room on the second floor and sitting down in a chair in the corner; placing her back to the wall and giving her clear few of anyone that decided to follow her in.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

Captain rolled her eyes slightly and shook her head, the ash of her cigarette falling to the grated floor as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You didn't think to check the gorram com before you took off?" she said as she narrowed her eyes. "I swear woman, if anything is damaged I'm going to set up a picnic for the Reavers with you as the main course," she hissed before her attention was drawn to Benny and his little speech. Tilting her head to the side she just stared at him blankly, not exactly sure what to say and waiting for him to finished.

"Riiiight... Well next time you want to take the com down you need to let people know before you do!" she snapped before turning on her heels and walking towards the exit of the bridge. Stopping at the door frame she looked back over towards them and shook her head before continuing on her way, muttering something about being too old for this shit. Heading through the ship she made her way back towards the engine room to make sure nothing happened down there during take off and to head off Cyrek if he decided to go rip April a new one for the take off without warning. Granted right then she wouldn't blame him for wanting to nor stop him but she would direct him towards Benny instead of April this time.