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22 days ago
Current What happens in the status bar stays in the status bar.
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2 mos ago
I think to sell someone on an interest check, it's really important to seem enthusiastic about your own idea. That means writing more than a single sentence to attract potential players.
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2 yrs ago
The virgin "My post was so bad it killed the RP!" VS the chad "My post was so good it concluded the RP."
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Bio


W I T H R I G H T E O U S H A N D S





Did you know that Dante's inferno is called a divine comedy because things work out for the protagonist? Back in the day, the only two genres were comedy and drama. The only difference was that in a comedy, the protagonist is better off at the end, and a drama is the opposite. So that's why a story about going through hell can still be considered a comedy, even if it's not funny.

Name:
Broken Promise, BP, Boss

Age:
Old enough to know better, too young to care. (that is to say 30's)

Preferred RPs:
I Prefer to make my own, but will occasionally join something if it looks interesting. I'll join just about anything so long as it isn’t overly edgy/sweet, though it's rare for me to do. I don't do 1x1s too often either.

Preferred Roles:
I tend to play adorable characters everyone wants to befriend or proper assholes everyone wants to stay away from. I try not to play moral paragons or prime evils.

RP Conquests:
I've completed quite a few RP's off site, but most of them are on private forums or have simply been lost to the ravages of server crashes. As for stuff here, I'm sure everyone who sees me post in the off topic sections has seen me find an excuse to talk about Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage. It's a project that took over 4 years to complete and I feel pride not only for myself but all the wonderful people who helped make it enjoyable during its run. Re: Zero: The High Council Is technically my first, but it was just something I kind of took over and ended up ending the story after just six months. It finished, but eh...

Last RP I finished was Symphony of Espers which turned out pretty good.

RP's in progress:
For some reason I can't seem to stay away from Ari's magical girl RP, even if I'm not sure why I'm still in it.

As for my own projects, I'm doing Symphony on High to continue the gigachad adventures of the espers in Pax Septimus.

RP Graveyard:
I've been pretty fortunate on this forum. I think I joined one when I first came on the site that didn't really do anything, and there are a few 1x1 things that didn't go anywhere. It's disappointing when an RP ends before it can be finished, but I've come to look at them as learning experiences.

And then there's that london magical girl RP, and that dark magical girl RP. I think I'm done joining magical girl RPs for a while.

Other interests:
Videos
I watch a lot of educational videos on youtube. Usually as research for something I’m writing or purely because a topic interests me. I like channels like Tier Zoo and Daryl Talks Games, and I’ll also watch things like Critical Drinker or Literature Devil to deepen my understanding of story telling. Though I also like memes and jokes, to which I’ll find myself watching stuff like Sseth, but usually find myself surfing through meme videos. I gotta work on that.

Games
I have a rather long history of playing virtually every platformer to come into existence during the indie boom, as well as quite a few other indie games. I’ve played Meatboy, Binding of Issac, Gunvolt, Cuphead, Princess Remedy in a World of Hurt, Classic Metroid, Warcraft 3, Final Fantasy 7,8, and 14, Left 4 Dead, Shantae, Celeste, Danganronpa, God Eater, the list goes on. What I’ve played is kind of all over the place. I don’t play many games these days, I tend to pick things that look interesting and go on a decent steam sale.

Painting Minis
I do this in moderation. Otherwise, it's a pretty expensive hobby to start...

Music
I listen to everything, save most country/rap songs. I have too many favorites to name.

Personality:
Not one to take life or the internet too seriously. Is only serious about writing well and having a good time.

People to Insult:
Dalton is a Dingus.

Most Recent Posts

@Aewin She doesn't need her hat either.
@Aewin fite me nerd.
@Mateotis @Majoras End @FamishedPants

And I'll tag @Melo & @Aewin because I said I would.



Bliss examined the fight from afar. She could see Ice’s face curl into a snarl. “You’ve been keeping to yourself an awful lot. I wouldn’t be surprised if you killed someone. Don’t pretend to be better than me!” It was clear he wasn’t going to take Zachary’s remarks sitting down, even if Alice was doing her best to end things. Though she was a bit on edge herself.

With a sigh, Cyrus walked away from the counter and into the squabble. “We lost two good people yesterday, and it’s understandable that some of us-”

Ice turned to the newly arrived. “Put a sock in it! Nobody cares what some flipping bong thinks about all this?”

Cyrus took off his glasses. “…Excuse me?”

Emily stood up and walked towards Cyrus in an attempt to stem the conflict, but that was when Bliss stopped looking at the fight. Her attention was on someone else.



With the fight going on, Justiciar’s appearance went largely unnoticed by everyone. the vigilante was staring at Bliss the entire time they were in the room, and walked towards her table. It wasn’t long before they took a seat across from her.

”J-Justiciar!” Bliss folded her hands under the table. ”What are you doing here?”

The armored individual only hesitated for a moment. They drew their gun and pointed it at her. “Serving justice.”




Justiciar had yet to enter the break room before Dennis tried to get their attention. “’Scuse me?” He said, but it didn’t look like they planned on stopping.

Henry had tensed up at the sight of Justiciar, but was confused when it didn't seem to notice them. Wasn't the vigilante only seen on the Nights of Carnage? Thinking for a moment, the pianist decided to follow Justiciar, once he was given the chance.

Justiciar stopped in front of the break room and looked at the door. Without hesitating, they drew their gun and reached for the door knob.

Oh no.

"Wait! STOP!!" Henry yelled, grabbing Justiciar's gun. "What are you doing?!"

The Vigilante was not too pleased with this, and promptly swung their arm out of the way. Justiciar’s armor must have augmented their strength, because it felt like Henry was fighting with a hydraulic piston instead of a human’s arm. Or maybe Henry just skipped arm day more often then his opponent. Once the gun was out of the way, they redirected their foot and kicked into Henry’s chest. It was just hard enough to send him stumbling backwards into Denis, who struggled to stop Henry’s momentum.

“Do not impede me.” Justiciar’s static filled voice came from a speaker on their helmet. They turned to face the two with their gun pointed at the ground. “Justice must be served. I have it on good authority that the bear will set another trap. The only way it can be avoided is by starting the game’s fifth and final trial.” 

He wasn't going to lie, it didn't feel too good getting the wind knocked out of him. The pianist nodded to the spy as thanks for catching him, then turned his attention back to the vigilante. Henry's eyes widened in fear when they explained that they were going to kill one of them to avoid some trap. "W-What...?!" He felt conflicted. They did needed a final trial to end the game, but at the same time...

"...Are you sure?"

“It’s part of the formula.” Justiciar placed a hand on their hip. “After the trial, the bear will try to lure more of us out during the night of carnage. Not everyone will take the bait, but someone will. Maybe a few people. The chances of everyone coming back alive is slim.” Their gaze was unflinching. The yellow orbs in their head only grew in intensity. 

So that's how things got worse. It was all planned. Henry was silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding. "Just...don't hurt Alice. Please."

“That really good idea?” Denis tossed Henry to the side. He was practically growling the words through his teeth. “Why not kill self then!?!?”

Justiciar turned their head, just slightly, so that they could look directly at Denis. “I could do that.” there was a sigh before they continued. “But there is a wolf who hides in sheep’s clothes. I was able to access the fourth floor during the night of carnage. There’s a computer that contains a lot of information about us. It’s all true, I looked up myself to confirm. I was even able to cross reference facts and other things I knew about all of you. The reason why I’m choosing to murder instead of commit suicide is because this person cannot be permitted to live.” 

Denis groaned before looking at Henry. “You sure about this?”

"If all else fails, they still get executed, right?" The pianist said, a bit worried. But the mention of a computer on the fourth floor made him curious. So he decided to ask. "Is there a way I can get to this computer?" Seemed off to him, since they should've unlocked the next floor by then.

“I have no idea what’s going to happen after the fifth trial.” Justiciar turned back towards the door. “If the game is still going, you could break down the door during the night of carnage. If it’s not, who knows?” And with that, Justiciar entered.




“Bliss Buckly, I don’t think anyone present has the same kill count you have.” By this point, everyone took notice of the person with a metallic voice talking to Bliss. “You killed your brother and fled your home before being picked up at an orphanage. That was likely a mercy killing, as he was suffering from stone man syndrome. Is this correct?” Bliss didn’t answer, but Justiciar briefly looked at Cyrus before looking back at Bliss. “I’m surprised you told him something like that, but at least we know that’s true.” They kept their gun leveled with Bliss’s head.

”If you’re going to kill me, that’s fine, just don’t-” She clasped her hand over her mouth. ”Please don’t mention the other thing.”

“The other thing.” Justiciar leaned forward onto one of her arms. “You mean how you became a child serial killer?” Bliss froze, but Justiciar kept talking. “The Lamia killings, that’s what they called your brutal string of murders. You targeted wealthy families. I’m sorry, but the reports I read never stated why you did it. Most serial killers do these types of things to live out some sort of fantasy, but maybe you were just envious of them? If they died, maybe the parents would adopt a piece of shit like you?”

Bliss had covered her face with her hands. ”I-I wanted to help.” She folded her hands in her lap. ”The other children in the orphanage, they never knew happiness.” Bliss sniffed. ”I-I did it for them!”

“You killed children, to help children?”

”I know what I did was wrong. I don’t do that anymore. That’s why I became the infinite nanny, so that I could right my wrongs and become a better person.” Bliss sighed. Her breath was ragged. ”I use to think every child should experience happiness at least once, but I think every child should experience as much happiness as possible.”

“I’m glad you feel that way.” Justiciar sat upright. “Because I feel every child deserves justice.”

BANG

Before Cyrus could say anything, the armor piercing bullet was of a high enough caliber that the force vaporized Bliss’s head, leaving a decapitated corpse. Everyone nearby was sprayed with bits of flesh and blood, and Emily’s screaming soon filled the room. Then a chime sounded.

“A body has been discovered. The patients have a limited time to collect evidence before being called into the court of carnage. Do your best everyone!”

Emily didn’t stop screaming, even as Justiciar took off their helmet and placed it on the table. It was Noel who they saw underneath.



“I suppose you have some questions? I’ll answer them to the best of my ability. I’m use to making the news.”


”( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°) ( . Y . )”

— Nuncio


@FamishedPants@ERode@PlatinumSkink@Crusader Lord

Nuncio considered himself a loyal guy. There were a lot of rumors about Italian men being huge womanizers, unable to occupy themselves with just one girl. This was a concern that Sammy had when they first became an item, and it stayed until the last time he saw her. Any time they had to part, any time other girls were around, she’s say something to the effect of: “Now I know you could have anyone you want, but remember you’ve already got me!” Maybe it was more her own insecurities that made her say that, but Nuncio had never witnessed Sammy feel sheepish about anything. Except for that one time she got Tony killed. But there was no point thinking about that now. Until recently, she hadn’t been around to say anything like that. It felt unreal. He found himself scanning the battlefield for places where she could hide. He was waiting for her to pop out and say “Ha! Just as I deduced! I’ve caught you in the act!”

Nuncio coughed into his hand. They were talking to him already, and all at once. "Uh." He smiled. The boy could barely make out what Sophia was saying. "Nuncio, Feline Mafioso." He placed his hat on his chest and bowed. The tiger made a low, guttural sound, but didn’t seem too interested in the magical girls present. It was content to remain by Nuncio’s side and watch his back. He acknowledged Hilaria’s remark with a chuckle and a wave of his hand, though he was pretty sure it was a slight to his arrival time. "I think my reason for bein’ here is clear. Magical boys and girls are supposed ta hunt monsters. Well, the ones who serve Puchuu and Forces anyway. I serves Nu of the pond, but I’ve recently joined the Penrose outer alliance." He placed his hat on his head. "Recently might not be correct. Didja go on vacation for the past few months? Time really flies, don’t it?" Nuncio took a few steps towards Amaryllis. His tiger did not follow right away, but upon noticing Nuncio’s movements, the tiger leaped to his side in a single bound. "None of yas look like beacon, wanna clue me in on who ya are?"

There was something curious about this woman. Something about her features. The way her legs looked like they could hold up a man’s hopes and dreams. Her proud bosom that was the envy of every woman. Pale skin that was comparable to marble, and a slender weapon that was as fair as the person holding it. Yes, This had to be Sammy’s friend he’d heard so much about. Was this why she had never introduced them?






”Thomas was alone. such a crappy game.”

— Tetrad


@Rune_Alchemist@Card Captor

Katarina’s disapproval of Tetrad’s actions got nothing but a chuckle out of the old woman. ”Sure, I’ll keep that in mind.”

And before long, Tetrad was alone. Being this old sucked. Well, it would be better if she had a rocking chair and something to knit…

”So how’s life, sil?”



“Wait, I remember you!”

“Why so srs?”

— Su Fang & Mika Sarraf


Mika was not very talkative during their search of the forest. The situation must have been getting to her, because she had pinned her ears back as soon as Katarina took to the tree tops. But after the discovery of the over city, her ears perked up instantly. “Jackpot!” She rushed back to Tetrad where Sil and Tetrad were waiting.

“I found the over city. I didn’t see anything that should pose much of a problem.” She placed a hand on her hip as she continued to explain. “I did spot some goblins and unicorns that appear to be indigenous to the area. I can’t speak for what lies below the treeline, but I didn’t see anything that should pose a problem.”

Mika puffed out her chest. “We found it too! If you follow us, we can lead everyone right to the city!” She picked up Tetrad and dumped her onto Alexander’s lap. “We need to carry the old, otherwise we’ll be here forever!”

Tetrad was now sitting on Alexander’s lap with her legs and torso sticking out of either side of the motorcycle. ”Oh-ho!” She said before lifting a hand to her mouth. ”Hello there, young man.”

“I’ve got everyone else!” With a hop, the nimbus appeared under her feet. “Silly, Rina, Su! Let’s gooooo!”

Su could have asked why Mika didn’t just take Tetrad herself, but chose not to. The fewer delays, the better. Having said that, Su couldn’t help but feel an odd sense of deja vu when she looked at Sil. She knew she had seen her previously, but this was different. There was something very familiar about Sil’s uniform that made Su think she had seen her somewhere before. But aside from the graveyard battle, this was the first time she had seen the knife wielding magical girl. It didn’t even feel like she had seen her that long ago. Maybe even some time this year, but she couldn’t pin down the exact memory.

But the fewer delays, the better. If Sil remembered Su, she’d probably make mention of it on the flight over to the over city. She stepped onto the nimbus, but didn’t take her eyes off of the assassin.






”I'm a shipper from way back.”

— Tonya “Mac” Murphy



Regardless of the Nimbus's size, Mac planned to just sort of anchor herself to the underside of it with her gravity magic. It wasn't too expensive as far as spells went, and with how little she needed to use her mana thus far, it was an expense she could handle.

Now, Mac understood Su and Helga had been together now for all but a few days, but she did kind of think that Silhouette and her could make for a cute couple too. Not that she wished for a termination of Su's current relationship, this was more something to think about on this trip where she couldn't talk to anyone. Though the altitude they were flying at did make her feel like making a giant illusionary troll at some point. That would be a nice distraction if they ended up being followed.
Guuna post again over the weekend to keep up the momentum.
@Majoras End Mate is going to be busy, and this feels like it's more about Zachary and Alice right now. So feel free to post again. "It's more for me to respond to" as Mate says.
@Majoras End I do think a non-collab post from Alice would still be a good idea, regardless of what we end up doing.
@Majoras End depends. Kind of think justiciar won't talk much unless you intentionally bar their path.
@FamishedPants@Majoras End@Mateotis

Mate wanted to skip, so have a mini post.
Zachary managed to steal everyone's attention with his outburst, but no one knew how to respond to it. Seconds went by without anyone disturbing the silence. Emily and Bliss kept their head down, while Lucy was pretending not to hear. Cyrus gave a quick glance at Daimyon, and prepared to speak. But he stopped when Jezebel gave Zachary a light shake.

“Zachary.”

Her voice was like a whisper. Unlike the next person to speak up.



"Unbeflipping-lievable!" The former mobster stood up and Pointed at Zachary. "No one's calling this a game, you ignoramus! You can keep your flippin' eye too! If you want to give up you go ahead and be sad somewhere else!" He looked back at Alice. "Don't listen to that wanker. He's just upset that he threw his lot in with that silly clown and hasn't done anything useful since the first night of carnage. You're made of stronger stuff than him." Ice looked ahead. "We all are."






Denis set down Henry's chair and looked back at the break room. "Think I screwed up again, Ice sound like gigglygoon." But the sound of heavy footsteps brought Denis and Henry's attention to what was coming down the hall. A tall silhouette with barely any human features. Less so than a carnage sister. Regardless, it was someone the two had heard stories about.


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