A bit late to reply but yeah, I agree with the consensus - I think we can handle a lot of the interactions. But when it comes to cool twists and turns it would be neat to have GM surprises landed in us, so everyone is surprised and going "oh coooool!"
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STATUS: I beat Ludwig on the first try. Then got wrecked three times by the hunter upstairs. God. Dammit. 8 yrs ago
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I beat Ludwig on the first try. Then got wrecked three times by the hunter upstairs. God. Dammit.
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I was having an argument with the Shadows of Yharnam last night - lovely fellows I'm sure, but they just won't let anyone else get a word in edgeways - and I said, "It sure would be wonderful to find a Bloodborne RP that wasn't already dead."
"Ha, as if!" Said the zippy chap with the katana, before stabbing me a few times and getting me stuck in a corner. "You'll never find one."
Then I died. But it's no bother really. Long story short, Google led me here and I found a RP just starting up. Marvellous luck - take that, katana bastard! Who's the loser now, eh?
"Ha, as if!" Said the zippy chap with the katana, before stabbing me a few times and getting me stuck in a corner. "You'll never find one."
Then I died. But it's no bother really. Long story short, Google led me here and I found a RP just starting up. Marvellous luck - take that, katana bastard! Who's the loser now, eh?
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Considering a ghost girl monster of the week, or a Carrie type, considering the inspiration of Danny.
Anyone interested in having their characters get into such a sub-plot?
Oh hell yeah, I'd be up for that! Ghost-types are the best Pokémon. And second-best horror antagonists (after Lovecraftian Elder Gods, naturally.)
I'm officially waiting on @Helo or @Blood Echoes to post before (possibly) having Emy respond to Adam's dilemma. (Unless one of them responds to it first.)
I done a response! Though the source of the dilemma is still up and active, just distracted by Jedi mind-taps. I sincerely hope he becomes a recurring character, kinda like our Larry.
It looked like the self-elected alpha male of woodshop class was about to start squeezing Adam like a tube of toothpaste until he suddenly whirled around and stared over his left shoulder, as if someone had tapped him. Except, there was no one there.
A momentary look of confusion – closely followed by annoyance – crossed his face before he turned back, opening his mouth to start harping in again about whatever stupid thing he'd decided to take on the warpath that day – and then he turned again, this time to his right, looking as baffled as a dog that was playing "Hunt The Fart". This time he let go of Adam and turned around 180 degrees as if expecting someone would be standing there.
But no one was, so he just looked kind of crazy.
Once more he attempted to turn back before immediately spinning around again, fists clenched. “Cut it out!” he yelled into empty space before following up with a short yelping “Ow!” and putting his hand to the side of head as if someone had just smacked him there. “It's not funny!”
Except it really was, and more than a few others had taken notice. Particularly the three girls who sat in a little group behind him, who started tittering behind their hands. That seemed to take the wind out of his sails in a spectacular manner, for what common classroom bully could withstand the force of girls laughter? “'M just joking...” Chad muttered before slinking back towards his seat in a poor attempt to play it cool.
All through this, Danny wasn't doing anything except staring at the “Make America Great Again” poster that still hung behind the woodshop teacher's desk, chin propped up on one hand. Calm. Unaffected. If Chad had been closer, he might have heard the refrain that Danny hummed under his breath, a nonsense line from a childhood rhyme: 'Little Bunny Foo-Foo, I don't wanna see you scooping up the fieldmice and boppin' 'em on the head...'
But then again, Chad wasn't the brightest penny in the purse and probably wouldn't have thought anything of it even if he had.
Instead the Axe-scented bully turned on his heels, pointing towards Adam in a faintly accusatory manner. “I'll be seeing you later, Avery.” It probably would have sounded more threatening if he hadn't been spinning around like a whirligig a few moments prior, but you had to give him props for trying.
“Oh, jeez,” Danny's eyes moved over towards Casey, a slight half-smirk on his lips. “I do wonder whatever could have upset him so?” Even if Casey hadn't known exactly what it was, the flat and sarcastic tone would have clued him in. Casey, unlike Chad, was fully capable of putting two and two together and coming up with 'Lol'.
Without stopping to look at the vacant desk beside him, Danny hooked a skinny leg around the chair and pulled it out, an open invitation for Adam to sit there if he wanted to. “Sit your ass down, doofus.” Okay, maybe not so much of an 'invitation', per sey. “No flash photography, Peter Parker. Blaine's got one of his migraines.” He jerked his head in Emy's direction and added in a lower tone, “This is Emy Vance. She's a perfectly normal and very nice person.” A brief pause, as his eyes moved to meet hers. “Just like us.”
A momentary look of confusion – closely followed by annoyance – crossed his face before he turned back, opening his mouth to start harping in again about whatever stupid thing he'd decided to take on the warpath that day – and then he turned again, this time to his right, looking as baffled as a dog that was playing "Hunt The Fart". This time he let go of Adam and turned around 180 degrees as if expecting someone would be standing there.
But no one was, so he just looked kind of crazy.
Once more he attempted to turn back before immediately spinning around again, fists clenched. “Cut it out!” he yelled into empty space before following up with a short yelping “Ow!” and putting his hand to the side of head as if someone had just smacked him there. “It's not funny!”
Except it really was, and more than a few others had taken notice. Particularly the three girls who sat in a little group behind him, who started tittering behind their hands. That seemed to take the wind out of his sails in a spectacular manner, for what common classroom bully could withstand the force of girls laughter? “'M just joking...” Chad muttered before slinking back towards his seat in a poor attempt to play it cool.
All through this, Danny wasn't doing anything except staring at the “Make America Great Again” poster that still hung behind the woodshop teacher's desk, chin propped up on one hand. Calm. Unaffected. If Chad had been closer, he might have heard the refrain that Danny hummed under his breath, a nonsense line from a childhood rhyme: 'Little Bunny Foo-Foo, I don't wanna see you scooping up the fieldmice and boppin' 'em on the head...'
But then again, Chad wasn't the brightest penny in the purse and probably wouldn't have thought anything of it even if he had.
Instead the Axe-scented bully turned on his heels, pointing towards Adam in a faintly accusatory manner. “I'll be seeing you later, Avery.” It probably would have sounded more threatening if he hadn't been spinning around like a whirligig a few moments prior, but you had to give him props for trying.
“Oh, jeez,” Danny's eyes moved over towards Casey, a slight half-smirk on his lips. “I do wonder whatever could have upset him so?” Even if Casey hadn't known exactly what it was, the flat and sarcastic tone would have clued him in. Casey, unlike Chad, was fully capable of putting two and two together and coming up with 'Lol'.
Without stopping to look at the vacant desk beside him, Danny hooked a skinny leg around the chair and pulled it out, an open invitation for Adam to sit there if he wanted to. “Sit your ass down, doofus.” Okay, maybe not so much of an 'invitation', per sey. “No flash photography, Peter Parker. Blaine's got one of his migraines.” He jerked his head in Emy's direction and added in a lower tone, “This is Emy Vance. She's a perfectly normal and very nice person.” A brief pause, as his eyes moved to meet hers. “Just like us.”
I feel like a total dick for vaporising like that, it's a douchley thing to do and I apologize wholeheartedly. It's been a weird few weeks, lots of travel and panicking about visas and a stupid general election and stuff... Fairly brutal real-life stress stuff. (Not an excuse, just context.) Getting to see Bear again was awesome, though xD I wish I could pack him up in my cabin bag and bring him home with me, but he's too big and the government wouldn't allow it anyway.
I got an idea for a post, if it's still okay to go ahead and post it! I'll understand if it's not, nobody likes a flake.
Again, apologies - this is one of the funnest RPs I've been in for ages, everyone is super cool and I really hope I haven't inconvenienced you all too badly >_>
I got an idea for a post, if it's still okay to go ahead and post it! I'll understand if it's not, nobody likes a flake.
Again, apologies - this is one of the funnest RPs I've been in for ages, everyone is super cool and I really hope I haven't inconvenienced you all too badly >_>
It was strange, really. You'd think that a librarian offloading a bunch of information would have cleared things up, but really, it had just left them with more questions than ever before.
As Adam and Casey both picked up and headed to their class, Danny ran his hands through his hair once, then stood to leave to. No, not to go to class - just home for a nap. He slung his bag over his shoulder and pushed back his chair, leaving it shoved away from the table as he walked out.
He paused just before heading through the door, one hand pressed against the cool wooden surface. "Dana?" His head half turned in her direction, casually, as if this was merely an afterthought - though his words had the sense that they were carefully chosen, nonetheless. "If you see this Slayer chick, go easy on her. Like... She's a badass apparently, okay. Neat. But she's also the new girl on her first day in this dump, so this is automatically a bad day already. And - she might be super cool, for all we know."
His eyes shifted from Dana then, briefly meeting Victoria's considered, calm gaze. "Or she might be batshit crazy. But we'll deal with that if it happens. No needta worry yet."
Then he pushed the door open and stepped out, reaching for his headphones before he was even over the threshold.
He didn't come back to school until woodshop class. Danny liked woodshop. It was mindless work, but still - he liked to make things, preferred to keep his hands busy so his mind was free to wander. "Not academically inclined", as his third-grade homeroom teacher had tactfully phrased it on his end-of-year report card, as if stating the blunt truth might have damaged his fragile kid-mind in some way.
Danny took up his usual seat behind Casey on the less-crowded side of the room. Usually he would have cheerfully swatted Casey on the back of the head to startle him and then and called him a loser or something, but not this time. After being jumped by a bazillion vamps the night before and the library revelations of the morning, sudden sneak-attacks seemed like a bad idea. Tension causes stress and breaks bones, after all.
Instead, he just slumped down in his seat and waited for class to begin, a bundle of moody elbows and unruly hair. At least woodshop was an easy class. Boring, really. And that was great, because Danny had already had his fill of surprises and unexpected happenings for the day.
As Adam and Casey both picked up and headed to their class, Danny ran his hands through his hair once, then stood to leave to. No, not to go to class - just home for a nap. He slung his bag over his shoulder and pushed back his chair, leaving it shoved away from the table as he walked out.
He paused just before heading through the door, one hand pressed against the cool wooden surface. "Dana?" His head half turned in her direction, casually, as if this was merely an afterthought - though his words had the sense that they were carefully chosen, nonetheless. "If you see this Slayer chick, go easy on her. Like... She's a badass apparently, okay. Neat. But she's also the new girl on her first day in this dump, so this is automatically a bad day already. And - she might be super cool, for all we know."
His eyes shifted from Dana then, briefly meeting Victoria's considered, calm gaze. "Or she might be batshit crazy. But we'll deal with that if it happens. No needta worry yet."
Then he pushed the door open and stepped out, reaching for his headphones before he was even over the threshold.
He didn't come back to school until woodshop class. Danny liked woodshop. It was mindless work, but still - he liked to make things, preferred to keep his hands busy so his mind was free to wander. "Not academically inclined", as his third-grade homeroom teacher had tactfully phrased it on his end-of-year report card, as if stating the blunt truth might have damaged his fragile kid-mind in some way.
Danny took up his usual seat behind Casey on the less-crowded side of the room. Usually he would have cheerfully swatted Casey on the back of the head to startle him and then and called him a loser or something, but not this time. After being jumped by a bazillion vamps the night before and the library revelations of the morning, sudden sneak-attacks seemed like a bad idea. Tension causes stress and breaks bones, after all.
Instead, he just slumped down in his seat and waited for class to begin, a bundle of moody elbows and unruly hair. At least woodshop was an easy class. Boring, really. And that was great, because Danny had already had his fill of surprises and unexpected happenings for the day.
I am always happy to post for this game, and very excited for what's to come here.
Seconded XD Really looking forward to seeing all these character dynamics form, and what happens to that when lolmonsters arrive in the scene XD
Apologies for not posting on Saturday like I intended - instead of chilling around at the airport, I had to schlep about to find new shoes because the ones I was wearing decided it was a fine time to split right down the middle of the sole and start falling to bits. Sometime soon after that I seem to have picked up a cold. Bleh. Travelling sucks!
I should have a post up in the next hour, though. Again, apologies if Ive kept anyone waiting, I hate being That Guy.
I should have a post up in the next hour, though. Again, apologies if Ive kept anyone waiting, I hate being That Guy.
Just a heads up, I'm flying out early tomorrow to go see Bear. We go way back xD I've had a ton of stuff to do in the last few days (packaging last minute orders and finishing a sculpt because the clay will be ruined if I wait, things like that) so I've been a little scarce. I will try to get a post up before the flight - I'm gonna be stuck at a shitty London airport for a few hours, might as well use the time for something useful.
I'll still be around, don't worry! Am also hoping to join the chat and say Hi properly once I've got more than 20 minutes free and there's no panic happening.
I'll still be around, don't worry! Am also hoping to join the chat and say Hi properly once I've got more than 20 minutes free and there's no panic happening.
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Sorry to hear about the migraines. =( Hope you feel better!
And, nah, Ash is a big boy. He can handle the shade.
Emy might not appreciate it, though. She might get an attitude back, or just walk off, or...I dunno. Not exactly sure how she'd respond to that kind of shade.
Nah, Danny's got issues with feeling let down by adults, and is always expecting the worst from them. I doubt Emy - or any of the group - could do much to bring out that kind of thing, at least until the plot has ticked on a good long way with a lot of developments.
Like right at this moment he wouldn't blame her in the slightest for not wanting anything to do with any of them, because it's a hell of a lot to get bombarded with on the first day at a new school and being special really isn't all it's cracked up to be. And now there's this librarian telling a bunch of strangers all about her private life, that's got to be high on the list of worst possible things to happen in literally her first hour there, Slayer or not xD
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