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Synopsis
I like telling engaging stories with cool people :)
Collaboration and teamwork are very important to me when telling a story- I could write any genre as long as the group dynamic is healthy.
If you're chill and understand grammar we'll probably get along!
Details
22
Male
Filthy American
I like video games
Comics and novels
TTRPGs (mainly D&D and Fate but I'll try anything)
The natural world (especially the ocean)
Poetry
Aspiring author (poor)
Some Things I Wrote
Too many to share but have a sample platter of poetry
A Snake Lies ---
Sometimes I like to daydream That I am one of God’s favored children That I am more than a snake in someone else’s garden That I could shed this serpentine form Snakeskin and all
And emerge as something beautiful
I long to flex wings of radiant white Soft as clouds and strong as the winds that would carry them What I would give to cast a warm golden light From a graceful and glittering halo Undeniable proof of God’s love for me
Yet here I lurk and slither
Undulating through the undergrowth that shields me From the judgment of His burning eye Always aloft in the daytime sky Piercing and scrutinizing all that I am So I hide in the shadows, only creeping out at night
Better not to know what He would see me as
There are flora abundant in this garden An endless bounty to take part in And a single tree that stands forbidden They clamor about it now, weighing curiosity against divine judgment I watch on, and flick my tongue out nervously
The air tastes bitter and dark
The woman seizes a fruit and sinks her teeth in deep Its juice dribbles tantalizingly down her chin And soon the man is pulled into this scheme They gorge greedily of each other and the tree I am suddenly overcome with a deep sense of envy
I am stricken with the thought that He will blame me
All I ever wanted was to be one of His chosen All I dreamed was to be an angelic being But righteous fury is fast approaching And I know between the three of us who He will trust I let out a low hiss, and do what I must
I emerge into the light
And take credit for the sin that I took no part in
Ironically, im the sucker
you were like a leech teeth sunk deep into my heart draining life and limb
This one is about love
I had clung to you desperately; the driftwood that kept me afloat as our world descended into swirling chaos all around us.
This one is about love too, but nicer
I walk the length of the shore, and I admire its beauty and its crookedness. Its fine, soft sand and all of the imperfections that sand holds within. I sit on the shore and watch with you as the waves roll, in and out.
Jellyfish Drifting ---
I am a jellyfish drifting through the deep
My feeble form carried by currents unseen
Nearly ninety-five percent of my body is water
There is no central nervous system that binds me
And I lack a heart, brain, and feeling
So the biologists say
On the contrary
It has been a long, lonely, hungry odyssey
As I venture through this cold, dark sea
My food is scraps of flesh-like snow
Only the empty darkness as lasting company
And I still don’t know where these currents want me to be
Still, I am good at nothing if not drifting
So I suppose I will have to go at least a little further
Down here in the deep
Beneath the Abyss ---
Waves crash and thunder roars turning the ocean’s surface into a maelstrom of elemental chaos and titanic passions
The contest of surface and sky grows dim and distant as I sink below deeper and further from a world I cannot combat or understand
Tremors of the truth chase me still ripples and reverberations of a reality that I would prefer to leave to the sailors to the fools that are willing and capable
So I pass from the dark of midnight where most truths go to die to the cold and stygian abyss where only nightmares can survive
Lies and fears fall from above and drift around me a sickly dance of pale rotten snow I catch one on my tongue and it is hard to swallow and I know that I have deeper yet to go
I sink so deep language lacks the name down into a chasm in the earth and in my brain
The world above the waves is a harsh and cruel place so I delve past the benthic to a world without pain
Fire crackled in the hearth softly, a warm, calming presence to soothe Klosk’s racing heart. The blaze behind him cast long, dancing shadows around the room, hunched over his father in his bed as he was, leaning, straining to hear the whip thin tone of his lord’s weakening voice. “Wealth and power… son. The Xems have both. Serve them. Serve them as I did. The cluster. It will prosper.” Klosk wiped his hair off of his face, exposing slate grey eyes beneath. They narrowed.
“My lord father,” He began, his voice barely above a whisper. “Sabox is a weak ruler. Our forces are already poised to strike. Even now the fleet continues to grow, soon it shall be double-”
Klosk was interrupted by the bony hand that suddenly gripped him, caught off guard. “No!” The lord of Alatari rasped, and for a moment the old steel returned to his voice, and Klosk was yet again nothing more than a wide eyed youth, fearing his father’s wrath. “You are not lord yet, child. Sabox may be blind to his fate, but I am not. Marshall the forces, yes. But do not march, not to war, not anywhere. The fleet does not leave Nor’dun. Repeat.” Klosk blinked slowly, glimmers of comprehension dawning on his features.
“The fleet does not leave Nor’dun.” Lord Charle nodded once, the barest incline of his chin, satisfied. “You believe that Reva will succeed.” Again, his lord father nodded, his drawn lips quirking slightly. “He would make a strong leader. One that House Charle would be proud to follow.”
Lord Reiko Charle nodded with approval. “You are much like Reva, and I much like Sabox. No, don’t start to protest. For years you’ve ruled in my stead, as I laid here, taken by the wasting disease. Reva will need allies he can count on. Centuries ago the Charles were called on, when the Xems first rose to power. Now, we are called on again. Called on to do nothing. This victory must belong to Reva alone, if he is to inspire confidence in the lords. When lords refuse to bend the knee, and make no mistake, some will refuse, Reva will look to his allies, to House Charle, and find a fleet thrice the size he expected ready to serve his will. This is what we must be ready for, Klosk. If civil war breaks out, full blown war, the Charles will be ready. And if Reva proves to be as weak as Sabox… then we are prepared for that too. Begone now, son of mine. My voice is ran raw.”
“As it pleases you, your lordship.”
His lord father spoke sense, Klosk decided as he left the bedchambers.
Beneath all of Klosk’s finery is a muscular, chiseled, body capable of strength and speed that surpasses that of most men. He has hard eyes, eyes that always seem to be brooding, whenever attention isn’t cast his way. A commanding presence such as Klosk’s requires a commanding voice to pair, and his delivers. A resonant baritone that demands attention whenever heard, nothing about Klosk remains unimposing. As sheer as Klosk can seem to be, he is not without warmth or humor when in the presence of those he does not dislike, and a Charle never forgets their friends.
Bred, born, and raised to rule, Klosk was the only male heir Lord Reiko Charle ever sired, and as such had ample time to give him, teaching him the fine points of lordship and command. When Klosk was twenty, Lord Charle began to succumb to the wasting disease, and more often than not it was Klosk that was seen at council and at court in his father’s stead. Shortly before Reva Xem III took the throne, Reiko Charle was pronounced dead, and Klosk Charle ascended to proper lordship over his dominion. Under Klosk’s rule, the military and economy alike boomed. As Stallis Janros would often jest, everyone wanted to be friends with whomever held the biggest stick. As it happened, a powerful fleet and the new emperor’s backing proved to be a rather formidable piece of timber.
System: Nor'dun
(Nore-doon)
The Alatari Cluster
(Al-ah-tar-ee)
Alatari, perpetually cold, but not freezing, is an extremely mountainous planet, peaks and plateaus dotting its surface, while groves of trees and inland lakes and seas are hidden throughout its reaches. Its two habitable moons, Sevyari (Sev-yar-ee), and Serenaya (Sar-eh-nai-ya), have far less treacherous geography, acting as the agricultural powerhouses of the system. A third moon, Serat (Seh-rot), as well as Alatari itself, are rich in mineral deposits.
The entire cluster has known only progress since its indoctrination by Charle rule. Vast underground cities span Alatari, with mining outposts going even deeper. The twin sisters Sevyari and Serenaya would be the countryside of the cluster, orchards and fields rich in produce flourishing across the surface. The lone brother, Serat, harbors much of the cluster’s military vessels, the whole planet acting as House Charle’s primary military base. Massive ion cannons dot its surface.
Alatari and its moons contained no sapient lifeforms upon House Charle’s arrival centuries ago, and while in the eyes of the law all species are second among equals in the presence of the ruling class, the general composition of the Alatari Cluster remains predominantly human.
The Desideria
(Des-ih-dare-ee-ah)
Heavily armored, heavily shielded, and armed to the teeth with heavy weaponry, the Desideria stands as a staunch reminder of Alatarian might. While dotted in laser turrets capable of dealing high precision damage to anything that gets too close, the massive ion cannons mounted on the front and either side of the ship are its true claim to fame. The ionic energy lays waste to any and all electronic systems it strikes, as well as killing or paralyzing any humans that it passes through. The Desideria is capable of rendering ships greater than it useless in an instant, if the cannons are given enough time to charge up. Two smaller, albeit still formidable versions of the spacecraft often follow the Desideria into battle, known respectively as the right and left wings.
Tyrellins
(Teer-eh-lin)
These heavy fighters are the backbone of the Alatarian fleet, disabling critical systems with their ion cannons and delivering their lighter counterparts onto the field. Due to the Fleet’s lack of any kind of dreadnought class ship, save for the Desideria, the Tyrellins are incredibly numerous on the battlefield to make up for this; far less are needed to go toe to toe with larger vessels. They are equipped with cloaking systems.
Rorites
(Roar-ite)
Sacrificing better armor and shielding for cloaking and incredible mobility, the Rorites swarm the cosmos like some robotic insectoid mass upon a corpse of desolate ships. If the Tyrellins can leave a ship dead in the water, the Rorites are piranhas come to pick the body clean. Nine powerful laser cannons are the pinnacle of its design, cloaking tech allowing the lasers to draw close enough to do serious damage to any unshielded craft in the gunner’s sights.
- Lady Reika Charle, Lord Klosk Charle’s sister - Stallis Janros, Spymaster - Zaviah Cosima Valrathii, Lord Klosk Charle’s personal guard
@Polybius I suggest multiple character sheets to fit the different roles that people might want to play. I find no issue with the one you made for the aristocracy, but if someone wants to play a secondary role, the sheet should certainly be different. If you agree, I could format one. My lord is currently a WIP, by the way.
EDIT: Perhaps sheets for submitting various bits of lore would be good too. We could all judge the submitted articles as a community and decide upon how best to implement each one.
@POOHEAD189 The collab is making very good progress, and feel free to add me to that list of extenuating circumstances. I can explain in private so you understand for the future.
[h3] [color=f49ac2]Synopsis[/color] [/h3]
I like telling engaging stories with cool people :)
Collaboration and teamwork are very important to me when telling a story- I could write any genre as long as the group dynamic is healthy.
If you're chill and understand grammar we'll probably get along!
[hr][h3] [color=bc8dbf]Details[/color] [/h3]
[list][*] 22
[*] Male
[*] Filthy American
[*] I like video games
[*] Comics and novels
[*] TTRPGs (mainly D&D and Fate but I'll try anything)
[*] The natural world (especially the ocean)
[*] Poetry
[*] Aspiring author (poor)
[/list]
[hr][h3] [color=7ea7d8]Some Things I Wrote[/color] [/h3]
Too many to share but have a sample platter of poetry
[hider=A Snake Lies]
[center]A Snake Lies
---
Sometimes I like to daydream
That I am one of God’s favored children
That I am more than a snake in someone else’s garden
That I could shed this serpentine form
Snakeskin and all
And emerge as something beautiful
I long to flex wings of radiant white
Soft as clouds and strong as the winds that would carry them
What I would give to cast a warm golden light
From a graceful and glittering halo
Undeniable proof of God’s love for me
Yet here I lurk and slither
Undulating through the undergrowth that shields me
From the judgment of His burning eye
Always aloft in the daytime sky
Piercing and scrutinizing all that I am
So I hide in the shadows, only creeping out at night
Better not to know what He would see me as
There are flora abundant in this garden
An endless bounty to take part in
And a single tree that stands forbidden
They clamor about it now, weighing curiosity against divine judgment
I watch on, and flick my tongue out nervously
The air tastes bitter and dark
The woman seizes a fruit and sinks her teeth in deep
Its juice dribbles tantalizingly down her chin
And soon the man is pulled into this scheme
They gorge greedily of each other and the tree
I am suddenly overcome with a deep sense of envy
I am stricken with the thought that He will blame me
All I ever wanted was to be one of His chosen
All I dreamed was to be an angelic being
But righteous fury is fast approaching
And I know between the three of us who He will trust
I let out a low hiss, and do what I must
I emerge into the light
And take credit for the sin that I took no part in[/center]
[/hider]
[hider=Relationships]
[b]Ironically, im the sucker[/b]
you were like a leech
teeth sunk deep into my heart
draining life and limb
[b]This one is about love[/b]
I had clung to you desperately;
the driftwood that kept me afloat
as our world descended into
swirling chaos all around us.
[b]This one is about love too, but nicer[/b]
I walk the length of the shore,
and I admire its beauty and its crookedness.
Its fine, soft sand and all of the imperfections
that sand holds within.
I sit on the shore and watch with you
as the waves roll, in and out.
[/hider]
[hider=Jellyfish Drifting]
[center]Jellyfish Drifting
---
I am a jellyfish drifting through the deep
My feeble form carried by currents unseen
Nearly ninety-five percent of my body is water
There is no central nervous system that binds me
And I lack a heart, brain, and feeling
So the biologists say
On the contrary
It has been a long, lonely, hungry odyssey
As I venture through this cold, dark sea
My food is scraps of flesh-like snow
Only the empty darkness as lasting company
And I still don’t know where these currents want me to be
Still, I am good at nothing if not drifting
So I suppose I will have to go at least a little further
Down here in the deep[/center]
[/hider]
[hider=Beneath the Abyss]
Beneath the Abyss
---
Waves crash and thunder roars
turning the ocean’s surface into a maelstrom
of elemental chaos and titanic passions
The contest of surface and sky grows
dim and distant as I sink below
deeper and further from a world
I cannot combat or understand
Tremors of the truth chase me still
ripples and reverberations of a reality
that I would prefer to leave to the sailors
to the fools that are willing and capable
So I pass from the dark of midnight
where most truths go to die
to the cold and stygian abyss
where only nightmares can survive
Lies and fears fall from above and drift around me
a sickly dance of pale rotten snow
I catch one on my tongue and it is hard to swallow
and I know that I have deeper yet to go
I sink so deep language lacks the name
down into a chasm in the earth and in my brain
The world above the waves is a harsh and cruel place
so I delve past the benthic to a world without pain
[/hider]
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Language is the tool I use to connect myself to the world around me and to the people that I care for.
[@POOHEAD189] taught me how to play D&D
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#f49ac2">Synopsis</font></div><br>I like telling engaging stories with cool people :)<br><br>Collaboration and teamwork are very important to me when telling a story- I could write any genre as long as the group dynamic is healthy.<br><br>If you're chill and understand grammar we'll probably get along!<br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#bc8dbf">Details</font></div><br><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li>22</li><li>Male</li><li>Filthy American</li><li>I like video games</li><li>Comics and novels</li><li>TTRPGs (mainly D&D and Fate but I'll try anything)</li><li>The natural world (especially the ocean)</li><li>Poetry</li><li>Aspiring author (poor)</li></ul><br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#7ea7d8">Some Things I Wrote</font></div><br>Too many to share but have a sample platter of poetry<br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="A Snake Lies">A Snake Lies [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><div class="bb-center">A Snake Lies<br>---<br><br>Sometimes I like to daydream<br>That I am one of God’s favored children<br>That I am more than a snake in someone else’s garden<br>That I could shed this serpentine form<br>Snakeskin and all<br><br>And emerge as something beautiful<br><br>I long to flex wings of radiant white<br>Soft as clouds and strong as the winds that would carry them<br>What I would give to cast a warm golden light<br>From a graceful and glittering halo<br>Undeniable proof of God’s love for me<br><br>Yet here I lurk and slither<br><br>Undulating through the undergrowth that shields me<br>From the judgment of His burning eye <br>Always aloft in the daytime sky<br>Piercing and scrutinizing all that I am<br>So I hide in the shadows, only creeping out at night<br><br>Better not to know what He would see me as<br><br>There are flora abundant in this garden<br>An endless bounty to take part in<br>And a single tree that stands forbidden<br>They clamor about it now, weighing curiosity against divine judgment<br>I watch on, and flick my tongue out nervously<br><br>The air tastes bitter and dark<br><br>The woman seizes a fruit and sinks her teeth in deep<br>Its juice dribbles tantalizingly down her chin<br>And soon the man is pulled into this scheme<br>They gorge greedily of each other and the tree<br>I am suddenly overcome with a deep sense of envy<br><br>I am stricken with the thought that He will blame me<br><br>All I ever wanted was to be one of His chosen<br>All I dreamed was to be an angelic being<br>But righteous fury is fast approaching<br>And I know between the three of us who He will trust<br>I let out a low hiss, and do what I must<br><br>I emerge into the light<br><br>And take credit for the sin that I took no part in</div></div></div><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Relationships">Relationships [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><span class="bb-b">Ironically, im the sucker</span><br><br>you were like a leech<br>teeth sunk deep into my heart<br>draining life and limb<br><br><span class="bb-b">This one is about love</span><br><br>I had clung to you desperately;<br>the driftwood that kept me afloat<br>as our world descended into<br>swirling chaos all around us.<br><br><span class="bb-b">This one is about love too, but nicer</span><br><br>I walk the length of the shore, <br>and I admire its beauty and its crookedness. <br>Its fine, soft sand and all of the imperfections <br>that sand holds within. <br>I sit on the shore and watch with you <br>as the waves roll, in and out.</div></div><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Jellyfish Drifting">Jellyfish Drifting [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><div class="bb-center">Jellyfish Drifting<br>---<br><br>I am a jellyfish drifting through the deep<br><br>My feeble form carried by currents unseen<br><br>Nearly ninety-five percent of my body is water<br><br>There is no central nervous system that binds me<br><br>And I lack a heart, brain, and feeling<br><br>So the biologists say<br><br>On the contrary<br><br>It has been a long, lonely, hungry odyssey<br><br>As I venture through this cold, dark sea<br><br>My food is scraps of flesh-like snow <br><br>Only the empty darkness as lasting company<br><br>And I still don’t know where these currents want me to be<br><br>Still, I am good at nothing if not drifting<br><br>So I suppose I will have to go at least a little further<br><br>Down here in the deep</div></div></div><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Beneath the Abyss">Beneath the Abyss [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">Beneath the Abyss<br>---<br><br>Waves crash and thunder roars<br>turning the ocean’s surface into a maelstrom<br>of elemental chaos and titanic passions<br><br>The contest of surface and sky grows<br>dim and distant as I sink below<br>deeper and further from a world<br>I cannot combat or understand<br><br>Tremors of the truth chase me still<br>ripples and reverberations of a reality<br>that I would prefer to leave to the sailors<br>to the fools that are willing and capable<br><br>So I pass from the dark of midnight<br>where most truths go to die<br>to the cold and stygian abyss<br>where only nightmares can survive<br><br>Lies and fears fall from above and drift around me<br>a sickly dance of pale rotten snow<br>I catch one on my tongue and it is hard to swallow<br>and I know that I have deeper yet to go<br><br>I sink so deep language lacks the name<br>down into a chasm in the earth and in my brain<br><br>The world above the waves is a harsh and cruel place<br>so I delve past the benthic to a world without pain</div></div><br><br><hr class="bb-hr"><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#ff7f50">RPs I'm In</font></div><br><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;"><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194640-pok-topian-dreams-uncharted-waters/ooc">Pokétopian Dreams: Uncharted Waters</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194671-primality/ooc">Primality</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194725-calling-all-heroes-and-villains/ooc">Calling All Heroes and Villains!</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194679-blood-of-the-crown/ooc">Blood of the Crown</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194810-the-elder-scrolls-in-the-shadows-of-oblivion/ooc">The Elder Scrolls: In the Shadows of Oblivion</a></li><li><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194801-hell-on-earth-supernatural-demonic-detectives/ooc">Hell on Earth: Supernatural & Demonic Detectives</a></li></ul><br><br>Language is the tool I use to connect myself to the world around me and to the people that I care for.<br><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/poohead189">@POOHEAD189</a> taught me how to play D&D <br></div>