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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



”Didn’t I just post?”

— Nuncio


Despite the frighting pace that all the political intrigue was unfolding at, Nuncio found the time to reflect on last weeks posts.

What had bothered Nuncio about the exchange between Dina and Penny was that it made him realize how frail leadership was around here. Yes, Nuncio had perhaps whipped the crowd into a frenzy, and it was probably a good thing Dina was around to quell things for the moment. But Dina had made it clear that she wanted Penny’s throne. Both the Mint and Beacon seemed to be having difficulty running their respective organizations without them erupting into a mutiny. Perhaps magical girls were too volatile to work along side each other. The ones that could were few and far between, which was all the more reason to stick to a small group. Regardless, things were at least going his way. He needed to talk to Amaryllis about this at some point. Preferably when Sammy wasn’t around to get jealous.

@twave

Nuncio didn’t get far into the crowd when a doll-like girl tugged at his pants leg, asking a simple question with an answer he didn’t feel like explaining. There was also the matter that Sammy could be anywhere now, and she generally frowned on him having positive interactions with other girls.

Still…

The plushy maker was taken back by the girl’s physique. She looked just like a doll, and was almost too small to be a real magical girl. Was it a minion of some sort? He doubted it. If only because in his dealings, such creatures weren’t capable of speaking, being curious, or anything of the sort.

”Short version, Penny’s breakin’ ties with Beacon.” A crowd of people was a horrible place to have a discussion. Even if the monster girls were starting to calm down, many were being as loud and obnoxious as they possibly could. ”You’ll get crushed down there. Here…” Nuncio picked up the doll and set her on Rosa’s back. The tiger groaned in response, but did little to protest her master’s wishes.






“Noble dark ant epiphany.”

— Aighorost


One of my responsibilities at work is to water the plants. I water them every day I am there, I give them fertilizer, I care for them. The water in our area is pretty bad, so we need to collect rain water to water the plants. This means there are several plastic containers out back that I use to fill watering cans. This water attracts mosquitoes and frogs, but I want to tell you about the time I caught some ants trying to get a drink.

First I knocked them into the bucket with a splash of water. Then I lowered a jug below the water’s surface. When the water surged into the empty jug, the ants followed suit. With less than a square inch of air left in the bottle, I put a cap on it and set the jug out in the sun. It was a “clear” plastic jug, so it did nothing to hold out the summer sun. This was the end of my work week, so I did not come back for several days. I put the ants out of my mind, sure that if they didn’t drown, they would boil.

When I did come back, I waited until lunch time to check up on the little bastards. To my surprise, a few of them were still moving. They had bounded themselves together in a giant spinning ant ball, with roughly half of them below the water, and half of them above. I poured them all out, and they landed on the hot pavement in a big blob. One by one, they frantically sputtered away from their torturer. But I wasn’t interested in them anymore. Not the live ones at least. I was eagerly waiting to see how many I had killed. The ball of ants got smaller and smaller, and do you know there wasn’t a single ant corpse?

So for three days, thirty-something ants managed to survive in a bottle of stagnant rainwater, while the sun threatened to cook them like an egg, and with a limited amount of oxygen. Ants are known to be good swimmers, and carpenter ants can survive being drowned for 14 days straight. But most ants can only survive 24 hours, and that’s in ideal conditions like colder water temperatures. They can slow their metabolism so that they take twenty times less oxygen as when they are sleeping, but warmer water makes this harder to maintain.

It was their teamwork that enabled them to survive. Had they not bound together and took turns sharing oxygen, I’m sure they would have perished. How fortunate that the ants in Penrose are incapable of teamwork. I’m not speaking of the magical girls, mind you…


”That last header quote was a little indecent, I'm sorry.”

— Tonya “Mac” Murphy



Even if Mac couldn't be there with everyone, it was fun to watch their little interactions play out on her string. She almost wanted to be there with them, joining in on the conversation.

It was weird, really. Up untill a few weeks ago, Mac was fine with her solitary life. Maybe that was because it seemed like everything was normal. But now she was starting to realize how stunted her existence was. The happiest times she had experienced this year was the two times she went against her patron's orders. Maybe following fate wasn't the right course of action for her.






“Awww shit, nickaaaaahhh!”

— Su Fang


@PlatinumSkink@Ariamis@Card Captor@FamishedPants

When faced with the gigantic word wall above, all Su could do was listen and nod along with everything Mariette was saying. It was a lot to dump on someone who had more or less only been told about what was going on from a third party. But she got the basics. Stand by someone who has a key, and don’t get hurt.

When Justine’s apperance was announced, Su’s heart skipped a beat. Part of her wasn’t sure if any of this was real, but it did start to sound like Justine herself was showing up. Justine, and Beacon too. She had toyed with the idea of trying to befriend them, ally with them even. But if they were joining forces with Justine, then such an alliance could never be forged. Su could hardly believe that someone who considered themselves an agent of light would ever join hands with Justine, even if it was to overthrow another enemy of theirs. Of course in Su’s mind Mariette hadn’t caused nearly as many atrocities, making this entire arrangement even sillier.

Samantha’s message to Su and Helga wasn’t really necessary. Not to Su anyway. Though she could understand why the assassin would have reacted like that. She had brought Su and Helga along and was partially responsible for them. If Helga punched Mariette, it was something that Samantha had allowed to happen. No doubt that Veronica had given Samantha strict orders to keep Mariette safe.

“Likewise, I am responsible for Helga.” Su turned to her fellow manager. “Helga, I don’t know if I ever told you this, but Amber and I made a promise to look after Mariette.” A partial truth, it was all Su’s idea. But Amber agreed to it later, If begrudgingly. “She would not call us here if she was allied with Justine. You don’t have to trust her, but we do owe it to Samantha to give her the benefit of the doubt for now.”

Su looked at the other girls, and boy. “I can enchant objects with my magic, if anyone’s interested.” She pulled a stone out of her hammerspace handbag and ran her thumb along it. “I can store a spell inside an object that can then be released when its power word is spoken, or the object is struck with sufficient force. If such an enchantment interests you, step forward.”



I should just make a Su/Trixy combo banner, but I dun feel like it.

— Trixy


Trixy would have liked it if Sam had reciprocated with a hug of her own, if not something more. But it seemed Samantha wanted to personally see Trixy apologize with her own eyes. Trixy wasn’t so prideful that she would refrain from doing what she requested, but she haf already attempted to bring up the event with Mariette and was ignored. Trixy figured this was because Mariette had better things to do than worry about a non lethal attack that only hurt her because beacon was mucking things up (as usual), But perhaps there was some merit to ensuring Mariette knew she was sorry.

”Ah, yea, Mariette.” Trixy cleared her throat. ”As part of our preparation, I would really like to apologize for shooting at you. The intent was not to get you hurt, and I now realize that was not the best course of action in that situation.” She extended her hand. ”You don’t have to worry about me shooting at you again. From here on out, all of my bullets should be going away from you. And if they aren’t, it’s because I’m shooting at something behind you, or in front of you. Regardless, you probably aren’t going to get hit. I never miss.” She smiled, but Mariette could detect a lie at the tail end of her apology. ”Speaking of which, I shouldn’t have much difficulty firing through a snow storm. You can take me up.”



”Y’all gunna make me loose my cool, up in here, up in here.”

— Viridian


Suddenly, and without much warning, Someone shouted ”Lilola laclili lolaile!” and a giant radio tower erected itself on top of Mariette’s mansion.

”And now we know where they all are outside the mansion too!” Viridian was rather pleased with herself, and let everyone know it with her sly smile. ”Don’t mind me, I’m just a country bumpkin who’s gunna keep communications open. Y’all have fun knockin’ ‘em dead, ya hear?” After sighing, she looked at Mariette. ”Interestin’ how fate works. Umukamui crossed Veronica last week. Turns out he’s joined forces with the Mint and Beacon. Considerin’ you’re enemies of both of them, I’m not surprised he’s thrown his magical girl in with Justine’s lot. I might have to pay extra for Sakura’s elimination.” She looked to Lily. ”Well ain’t you a surprise! You lost a patron and yer back in the saddle already! Patrons don’t die too often, don’t be alarmed the news is making the rounds.” She giggled. ”I’m sorry, but I’m a nosy girl. You wouldn’t mind telling li’l ol’ me who you serve now, would you?”
Rps with me.
@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

Do you ever get sidetracked and add a whole day late?



*Pushes chest together* ”Wow, that does look like a cartoon frog!”

— Tonya “Mac” Murphy



It was coming to an end now. She wondered what that meant.

Mac's spool of fate cut string had a cut off point. She couldn't see anything beyond the Christmas party in the future. Why this cut off didn't exist. It was possible that fate would grant her a new string, or it could signal something more forboding, such as the end of the world. Eleven years for this fight and a Christmas party. She hoped it would be worth it.






“Do you like inner monologs?”

— Su Fang


Su was baffled by a lot of things going on. In the heat of the moment she had forgotten that Helga didn’t like Mariette, but more importantly they seemed to be in danger of getting harmed by some traps. Something about magical keys. But then why didn’t Mariette just give them keys instead of requiring them to stay uncomfortably close to others? That seemed like a strange oversight. But she decided to trust Mariette, if only because she couldn’t think of a reason she’d want Su dead.

“Guess we’re sticking with you, Samantha.”

Lily and Alexander were also present, but there was no way in hell Su was going anywhere near that hussie. With her luck, Lily would dart away and allow a buzz saw to cut her in half. Then Helga would go ape shit and- Ugh! It just wasn’t a good outcome!



”I forget the next verse, so it’s back to memes!”

— Trixy


Now that the quantum state had collapsed and Trixy indeed did see Samantha, she was able to wrap her arms around her in an embrace.

”So the Su Cru is sticking with my Sam, huh? I’m not sure how I feel about that.” Trixy leaned in really close to Silhouette’s ear. ”I don’t know how close to them you are, but if you’re doing anything with them, you gotta take me with you, got it?” Trixy’s grin became especially wide, and Samantha would undoubtedly notice her body temperature increasing just because of how close they were to each other.

@PlatinumSkink@Ariamis@Card Captor@FamishedPants






”Can we say cuck on the forum?”

— Nuncio


Nuncio wasn’t sure how to feel about the turn of events. He liked that Penny reconsidered her possition, but he didn’t really approve of Dina’s power play. BP didn’t feel like writing all of that down though, as too much inner monologue makes him a dull boy.

With Dina flaunting her authority, and Penny’s mind changed, there was little reason for Nuncio to remain in front of everyone. He closed his phone and stepped back into the crowd.

@Shifter_Master@AtomicNut






“May you enjoy your purple-nurple.”

— Aighorost


Water is wet, but also blue. At least if you don’t look through your shoe. You can ride the laces to places, but you might not know the faces. That’s why you’ve got to give your map a tap and lay it in your lap. Just don’t take a nap, or you’ll get a bad rap.

It’s not art if it’s a fart. A gas that must pass from your ass. A thunder that can sunder a nose before it blows. A cryptic mystic will try to pass their farts as smarts, but don’t fall on the wall. You’d bawl into your shawl. You’d cry until you die. You’d weep after your leap.

Wdros can mkae snese eevn if teihr snetnece dcos not. Wrdos can mkae ssnee eevn if tiher sepnlilg deos not. Our wlrod is turly a fiitotiucs one. Gnart me satavloin. Fere me form my cgae.




“This post is worthy of the word KEK.”

— Oros


The simple joy of riling up a girl like Em was not one that Oros got to experience often. Most magical girls were too mature or serious to be teased like that. Even in this version of Penrose where everything was so happy and cheery, girls like Em were a rare find. She could play with her for hours.

But this wasn’t a collab, so Oros knew she didn’t have that kind of time to devote to Em. It was time to go through her options.

The first was to try and make Em her mate. This would be tricky, given her aversion to, well, EVERYTHING. She seemed even more squeamish than Mary, which was something Oros thought was impossible. Her not having the smell was also a deal breaker. A lot would have to change.

The second choice was to sacrifice her. That would get her that much needed silver for… was there anything she wanted in the shop? All the other magical girls liked to gloat about their hoards and Em’s life was a small price to pay to make sure Oros didn’t fall further behind. But coins never seemed to make magical girls stronger, so would it even be worth it?

A nonexistent chance at something great or a great chance at something nonexistent. That didn’t sound too fun. Surely there was something Oros could do.

Emily likely noticed Oros looking at her with a brow raised, contemplating something as she nibbled her toast.

“I’ve got it!” She slammed the toast into her mouth and returned Emily’s manga to her bag. “I know how you’re going to make this up to me! Wait right there!” Oros placed both of her hands on a wall that was right behind Emily. With a roar, her body began to shift.

Her shoulder got bigger, her legs became longer, Her hair fell over her face as her body shifted around. But it was over in a few seconds. When oros stood back up, she looked slightly different.

For most, changing their sex requires a lot of messy surgery. And even then, you just looked like the opposite sex. Most magical girls were stuck with the body their patron decided to give them, but Oros could change her body however she wanted. Swap out chromosomes, adjust testosterone levels, as well as add and remove organs and body parts as she saw fit. Oros could be whatever she wanted. Even a man.

“Hey there.” Oros swept back his hair. They had changed from a shrine maiden into a priest in just a few seconds. “I’m Oros, in case you were wondering. Since you bumped into me, We’re going to go on a date. But first, we’ve gotta clean that shirt of yours. I can’t show you off if you’ve got butter on your bipster.” He spread his arms and spun in place. “Or did you like the other look better?”

@FamishedPants

@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

One small step for Davis, one large trip for mankind.


“Now THAT’S what I’m here for!”

— Oros


Oros had been excited when she discovered an intact Penrose. It had been a while since she had been home, and while the place was a little rough around the edges, the sight of it brought a smile to her face.

Then a week passed.

It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy all the entropy. It was just a lot less interesting than she thought it would be. Oros overheard a samurai talking to some other magical girls about some plot to save Mary. Something about her being mind warped. It wasn’t that interesting. First of all, Mary was the type of bitch that would hold out on you. Secondly, the samurai spent way too much time narrating “We’re going to nab her, and I have friends on the inside!” A point to note was that Mary was the type of person who had eyes and ears everywhere. The type of person that you’d have to look over your shoulder for even if you were conducting a private meeting inside a hotel. She probably heard about the plan dude. Thirdly, the Grand Magistrate had their stink all over this one. The “event” last week was absolutely hilarious, but it was the sort of fun that Oros felt better observing than participating in. But hey, if the samurai could pull that stick out of Mary’s ass, maybe they could meet up later.

Oros had though that things would be more interesting at the the monster sanctuary. Instead, it seemed like a power play was about to take place. Exciting stuff, but only if you’re into political intrigue and a boring individual overall. The position of power was about as useful as a scrap of toilet paper, and there were no bangin’ waifus around. Time to move on.

Was there nothing of interest going on in Penrose? Had it all been reduced to politics and edgy assassination shit? Was there a reason to-




*Bop*

Oros bounced off something soft. She wasn't so clumsy as to fall over from such an impact, normally. Usually the target of Mr. toast would brace themselves for impact, but it seemed like this girl was so oblivious she just kept moving in Oros's direction. Before Oros could stand up all the way, she noticed the woman approaching her.

“Em?”

Oros remained frozen in place. She blinked when Emily extended her hand. There wasn't any reason to take it. All she had to do was straighten her knees to stand up all the way. But she took hold of it anyway. Mr toast was hugging this girl's bosom. This had to be the person fate had selected for her. The animistic monster girl leaned in and sniffed Emily's hair. After holding the air in her lungs for a moment, she exhaled. Her hot breath waifed past Emily's face as she pulled back.

“Meh.” She smiled. “You've got no reason to butter your breasts with Mr toast's face!” Oros picked up the piece of toast. A melting square of butter coasted down her breasts before pooling where her coat seem was. “I'm going to need some compensation for this.” Oros reached her other hand into Emily's bag and pulled out the manga she was reading. “Oh? What's this?” Holding the toast in one hand and the manga in the other, she skimmed through the pages. “Oh my! Em, I had no idea you were into... NTR?” She dipped the toast into the delightful little butter dish that was standing next to her. Once she had gotten to the same page that Emily had, she closed the book with a chuckle. “Em.” Oros looked at Emily out of the corner of her eye. “Are you interested in boys?”






”Dayum Dames!”

— Nuncio


Nuncio may have been surprised by how Penny left things, but he wasn’t as mad as the monster girls who surrounded him. At the very least, he wasn’t upset enough to leave without letting Penny respond to him and everyone else.

”Excellent speech, my friend.” Nuncio clapped his hands. Even he had to admit that Penny had a fair bit of charisma. Her address to everyone was better than her initial speech. ”Gift of the silver tongue. They say it’s a mark of a good queen… and of a liar.” The mobster stepped out of the crowd and tipped his hat. He was standing between penny and a mob of concerned monster girls. Rosa didn’t stray far from his side, her tail sweeping side to side.

”’Name’s Nuncio. I’m a member of the Penrose outa Alliance. We’ve been helpin’ Cindy for a good while. Believed in her cause and everythin’. Can’t say I’m too pleased with Penny sweepin’ in and edgin’ out my boss, but I was willin’ to see how things played out if she was an okay leader.” He parted his hands and looked around. ”Quite the operation I must say. She’s got a bit of everythin’. But I ain’t hear to talk about that.” Nuncio looked over his shoulder at Penny. ”Ya say the local beacon branch ain’t like the ascendancy? Let me tell ya all a story…”

A cell phone appeared in Nuncio’s hand. ”Had a talk with Faith earlier. We got to catch up. She was at Mayor Park when Cindy got killed. The cardinal had a bunch of girls come to her aid. Includin’ Sylvia Starshine. She opened fire on a slew of monster girls who weren’t even fightin’, includin’ Faith and Lotus. Lotus fought valiantly, but Sylvia blew herself and Lotus up like the fanatic she was.” Nuncio shrugged. ”Woulda just been a normal day for Ascendancy, but this dame worked for Penrose Beacon. She was your mechanic, right Penny?”

Nuncio turned his entire body to face Penny.

”Faith almost got killed. She was carried off by a Beacon science experiment. They’ve been creatin’ homunculus and fusing souls into ‘em. They captured Binky to produce red coins, so I can’t say I’m too surprised. Anyway, some friends saved her, and she’s been hiding out before waiting for a chance to return here. I should mention the girl on the screen that turned into Cindy was stalkin’ Faith too. She has a twin, and I’m sure the twin wanted to do the same kind of thing to her that they used on Cindy.”

He turned back towards the crowd.

”Think about it, if they have Cindy, the Outer Alliance, and Penny is acting as queen, Beacon has us all right where they want us!”

”They say the Mint attacked the Cardinal and Cindy at the same time, but why is it that only Cindy died?”

”If Penrose Beacon and the Ascendancy are so different, why do they work together? Why haven’t they tried to declare their independence?”

Nuncio turned to face Penny. ”Now, I dunno if we can trust Penny or not. She’s done a lot for you guys, but this love for Beacon ain’t makin’ me feel too good.” He pointed his phone at Penny’s face. ”I’ll tell you what I think, and all a ya can do what ya want. I think Penny probably deserves a chance. But she’s gotta pick between us or them.” He zoomed in on her face. ”I know Faith’ll take care of us, Beacon has made her suffer more than anyone I know. But if Penny can break her ties with Beacon? That would make me feel a lot better.”

@Shifter_Master


”I'm so sneaky!”

— Tonya “Mac” Murphy



Since Mac knew roughly where everyone was going to come from and where the big abilities were going to land, she decided to position herself away from the mansion and closer to where Justine would enter from. The only thing that might mess her up would be a wold-sized null field, but that was stupid and she was sure fate wouldn't throw such a thing at her.






“You think that's a shitty add, watch this!”

— Su Fang


“Whah!” Su exclaimed after the non-discript teleportation attempt, which hopefully worked. If that worked out, and they were also in front of Mariette, su would turn to adress her. “Um.” She would hesitate. “It's been a while. you're pretty hard to find.”

@FamishedPants






Because a vision softly creeping.

— Trixy


”You’re going to be attacked soon, according to our mole.” The eyepatch kid stood at attention. ”Unless you mean how I got here. I used that key that you tuned for me after that interview.” Trixy smiled. ”Y-you didn’t forget right? Hey you’re not still mad about me shooting vines at you, are you? I just couldn’t think of another way to stop you. But that was a good shot right? Don’t you feel safe knowing that the person who made that shot is now pointing their gun at your enemies?”

{IF STATEMENT:SU_SAM_HELGA_TELE_SUCCESS=TRUE} Trixy turned to Samantha as soon as she appeared. "Hey babe!” She waved.
@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

Took me long enough to respond. kek.
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