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I’ve seen this argument before on the Internet. Pretty sure Drache is right because that’s literally the pronunciation found on the Nutella website.
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I’ve seen this argument before on the Internet. Pretty sure Drache is right because that’s literally the pronunciation found on the Nutella website.
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Yeah... you just need to chill out. Look, you haven't been here for that long and you just gotta have patience. Throw your ideas and interest out there, that's all you can do to find good people.
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Oh hey, someone who's not shitting all over Andromeda. It seriously fell short to meet its hype and animations were jank as hell, still wasn't a terrible game and I liked it.
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Man... everytime Discord goes offline I'm reminded how important it is for my communications with people. All by myself now.
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So I'm starting to feel sick, little bit of fever and all. That's the reason why I might not be too responsive.
Bio
Alright new bio because the one I had before was about... two... three years out of date? Basically I haven't touched this since I joined the site. Nothing fancy to say here, I'm a person who also happens to write stuff with other persons. Simple stuff. In a more serious note I mainly stick with 1x1s nowadays, but not for any particular reason other than that's how it worked out. I suppose the other major thing to note is if we do have an RP going, and I haven't responded for a while then feel free to get my attention. I'm also a fan of OOC chatter, its nice to have, but hey it isn't required either.
Anise wasn't surprised by the state of the dorms, the Suit caste system has never been fair for those lower on the rankings. She couldn't help but think the very reason why D-Dorms were so far from the main campus was because no one wanted to see the squalor, actually no, she knew that was exactly the reason. All the same it wasn't like the dirty surroundings particularly bothered her, it wasn't like she was used to higher class living. Now what she really didn't expect was the friendly atmosphere, it was really welcoming really a very warm place and it was nice. Next through her attention was drawn to a boy, who just offered to show them around. Funny... they didn't even send a staff member to guide them, never before has she felt so wanted.
It was then Anise realized there was someone else next to her, a brawny looking guy. From his clothing she got the idea he might be a blacksmith, or maybe the son of one. For the most part he seemed fairly unremarkable, other than his somewhat impressive stature. While looking him over Anise got the feeling that she's met him before, but she couldn't quite recall from where. Suddenly he pulled his gaze from her looking slightly blustered which received a raised eyebrow from Anise, what was he worked up over?
Jarvan was his name, and upon hearing it Anise finally remembered who he was, although really her interaction with him has been very limited so not surprising she completely forgotten him until now. "Anise from Soldier's Arm." She extended a hand to Jarvan, obviously expecting him to shake it. Whether or not he took it, she then nodded to the boy. "Also yes please that would be helpful."
I don't have cookies. This was a super clever hook to get more attention, and it definitely for sure actually worked obviously yes. Hello! This here is an interest check, obviously, it's one that needed to be made for a long time coming now. There isn't much to say, I want to make stories, and you want to make stories... I think otherwise you wouldn't even be on this site at all, right? So that's basically my entire goal here, come up with compelling concepts then turn those into RPs, but that's definitely easier said than done. A lot of genres, and settings interest me, honestly if pitched in the right away I can be more than willing try to anything out, after all what's wrong with a little bit of experimentation? Come at me with your weird ideas, stuff that I may have never even thought of, I really welcome them. Anyway now for some simple guidelines, not rules per say... well maybe they're a little closer to rules in some cases.
---First thing I wanted to touch on is commitment. Typically you might expect me to say something like, "Try to be committed to what we're doing, and please don't flake out." However I'm not going to do that. After my years of experience with doing this hobby I've found that it really just doesn't work like that. At this point I don't know how many RPs I dropped without a word, and how many my partners disappeared as well; many of them being very promising, or ones I really liked writing.
So yeah, I think its pretty human to sort of drop off the face of the Earth, especially since we're on the Internet, its the nature of how things work online where people just come and go. I understand its much easier to say nothing and just move on like nothing happened, so if that does happen know that there will be no hard feelings from me. If a week passes without a word I'll simply assume you're no longer with the RP, no fuss about it. Then if later you do feel like coming back, perhaps you needed a good breather, then absolutely don't think you couldn't. We'll continue as normal, and nothing more will be said on the matter. The only thing I ask here is you allow the same expectations from me, it'll be the exact same for both of us.
---Next is on the subject of romance. I like it simple as that, there's a reason why I put it in the genre tabs. That doesn't mean, however, that its an absolute if it doesn't need to be. There are times when friendship is more than enough for the characters, but other times when it should be more than that, that it becomes love instead. Relationships are always different, people naturally end up loving other people for the normal reasons, physical attraction, compatibility, or maybe for no real specific reason that it kinda just happens. The point I'm getting at here is if it makes sense then yes love will be a thing, but not forced because that's what we as the writers want. Allow it to be fluid and organic, simple as that. Essentially the bottom line is for me romance is encouraged but not mandated.
---Following up on romance is sex. Personally I'm capable and perfectly willing to write smut, hell I can definitely enjoy it, but I also understand its not for everyone. Obviously if done in a thread then no smut, and if you're under 18 then that's the same deal. It doesn't matter if you're mature enough to take it, that's great actually, but as an adult myself its just not a good idea to write out full sex scenes with a minor, real sketchy stuff in the eyes of the law. So yeah to summarize smut is on the table, but only if you're a legal adult.
---Post length. I'll keep this short, all I ask is a good 3 to 4 full bodied paragraphs. Not simply hitting the enter key three times, but something like say the length of my intro at the beginning here. Of course if you can't think of anything substantial to add, then less is fine since fluff is also not all that desirable. I will not strictly enforce this since its a matter of preference more than anything else.
---Posting frequency. Very simple here, if all is going well in life I will go for a post a day, at a minimum. I would love to see the same posting rate from you, but once a week is enough. All that I ask is you let me know is the frequency of posts you'll be shooting for mostly so I don't wait for posts that might not come for a few days. I'll try to do the same as well if I can't meet that once a day quota.
---Last thing I want to go over. Any character of any gender is fine by me, I can write them all without issue. Just in there's romantic intent I'm only willing to go with MxF, and FxF pairings. I feel like I might get this question anyway, so figured I'll just state it right here.
Right with all that taken care of I can give plot ideas I got. Some of these are old ones I've made a while back, others are brand new, and so I'll mark them as such.
Also I really LOVE to hear new ideas. Some of the best RPs I've had came from other people's plots. Seriously, if you got something knocking around in that brain of yours then please let it out. I won't bite your head if you decide my stuff isn't to your liking.
Two kingdoms lie on a single, massive continent, with no other options to expand, nor any other major powers present, these two nations war for supremacy. The conflict has lasted for over a decade, both sides are depleted from the extended fighting as there are no longer enough resources, or manpower left, where most of the civilized world is left in ruins, hurting badly that even once loyal men now contemplate rebellion. Despite this neither side will back down, it was clear territory was no longer of concern, no it was complete annihilation, only one country will survive.
During another bloody battle, there are two captains who serve their respective powers, both ready to strike down the other in the name of glory witness something else. Like a rolling storm and swiftly as death itself, everything comes to a stop. Every single man is left dead, slayed where they once stood, yet there are two sole survivors; the officers from before, the captains. From this point on it was no longer a two-sided war, now there was a third aggressor poised to overrun the nigh-defeated kingdoms.
(For this I haven't come up with whatever the big, mean enemy will be, I'd rather cooperate to create something cool and unique before starting.)
Are you scared of the dark? Well there's reason to be, within the darkest reaches, behind any corner, beyond where even the light can reach, there are blood and flesh monsters. Old legends and wife's tales have a spec of truth to them, werewolves, vampires, cultists, eldritch gods, and forgotten beasts that man cannot even hope to classify, where their own existence bends the laws of reality. Of course such monstrosities would've ruled over the planet eons ago if it were not for a special brand of folk, people who are collectively known by the ever creative name Hunters. Now Hunters aren't an organized bunch, a solo mentality is prevalent; one man tends to keep to his own matters, other Hunters only call each other by an alias, after all most keep their day job, and their old life with it.
The methods used by Hunters are varied as humanity itself, still one of the most effective ways to stop the occult is with brute force, a direct assault on whatever evil decided to crop up. To this end anything is fair game really, be it old fashion blades, to modern firepower, despite what one may think a warlock doesn't do too well against a 12 gauge, and even further when Hunters tap into the mystic arts themselves, calling upon the very forces they combat against.
This tale is about two newly initiated Hunters, people who were completely normal yesterday and tomorrow will hunt in the night, it is a learn-on-the-job without a mentor, now they will survive because otherwise there wouldn't be a story and that would be boring.
Let it be known from this day forward that we the citizens of The United Empire of Valia are no longer willing to cooperate with the barbaric people of the Samlish Republic, and war has been declared. All able bodied men and women between the ages eighteen to twenty five are hereby drafted into His Majesty's armed forces to fight on His behalf. Any and all eligible persons who fail to report to the nearest recruitment center by the end of this week with be labeled as a traitor then dealt with the harshest penalty(ies) allowed by Imperial Law.
Long Lived The Empire! ~From the desk of the Minister of Defense.
This here is a story of war taking place in a world ruled by gunpowder and sorcery. Most people are born as everyday mundane humans as it typically goes, and also in a rather stereotypical style others are given innate talents in the arcane arts. The difference here is while the average man cannot fathom the intense power of magic, he can wield one of the most violent weapons in humanity's history, the rifle. What happens from here is two ordinary citizens from a country known as The United Empire Valia are forced into a brand new conflict. Maybe one would be a member of the elite magi, perhaps both would, or possibly neither. Whatever the case will be, both are inevitably to be become involved in a very personal and direct way whether they accept this fate or not.
(By the way, technology can definitely be more advanced up to equivalent levels with World War II. Muskets just sounded a lot catchier for a title.)
It started off in hushed tones for few men were bold enough to raise their voices, yet even now even the meekest soul calls out. A call for blood. It was one sunny morning when the last of the capital city's garrison surrendered, without a doubt the fighting was fierce where the will of the people clashed, quite literally, with loyal steel, and yet even the hardest of metals can be shattered. On that day the king was dead, his head presented before the public it when in that moment that everyone knew the changes that were to come. It was said the deceased ruler had no remaining heirs, that all of his offspring were slaughtered in the conflict, and thus his line came to a close allowing a new lineage to rule the throne so the viscous cycle can continue once more.
In reality there there was a survivor. The youngest of the old king's children, and while they were never meant to rule it was still their birthright. This child was left with very little, carrying on with only a single servant in tow, now forced to live among the people keeping their heritage a secret. What happens next depends on the child, from simply living out their life in relative peace, or to start another revolution to retake what rightfully belongs to them. Certainly destiny is never a simple matter.
This idea isn't so much as an actual plot, but a general setting. I've always wanted to write an RP in a feudal Japan world just never really got the chance, so that's what this is all about. Basically everything here is free form, and while not a sandbox since I'd still like there to be a central focus, whatever goes as long as it follows the theme. It also doesn't have to be historical Japan, a fictional world is just fine. You don't even have to come with an idea yourself, simply let me know this is what you're interested in and we'll go brainstorm something up.
If I somehow got your attention, then really don't hesitate to contact me. I just ask you do so through PMs only, I WILL NOT RESPOND TO POSTS ON THIS THREAD. If you do, then you'll be waiting forever, so yeah just save some time and send me a PM.
@duskshine749 See, if there weren't any permanent consequences from my actions and I could start over, I would be down with taking that pill cause I want to know what it does.
Otherwise I'm very suspicious of it, that pill is real shady.
♣ Anise Purcell • 6th of Clubs • The Soldier's Arm ♣
HP: 12/12 || SA: 12/12 || 109 GP || 0 / 1000 CP * No Condition *
Prime District Entrance. || Handling an oddly peppy girl|| A little apprehensive, but collected.
Anise was impressed by the turnout of new students, much more than she expected that's for sure, but she didn't mind the crowd although admittedly it was annoying to push through clumps of bodies. A light breeze kicked up which was more than able to cut through her relatively light clothing, that being a white tunic and pants with a study pair of boots to match. There wasn't anything else she wanted to do really while looking around, sure she could mingle with a few of the other students, maybe even try to find a familiar face, just she didn't see a point in wasting the time. So in light of all that she decided to head straight to the entrance proper, of course Anise was definitely feeling nervous, especially when she was finally standing at the gate itself, but she was still very well in control.
She came forward to a brown haired girl, hair tied up in a pair of pigtails. Anise quickly figured out that pigtail girl was probably a steward, the clipboard was a fairly obvious giveaway. She dropped her single, lightly packed bag onto the ground, then knelt down to retrieve her papers from it.
The upbeat girl was nosedeep in her clipboard when Anise approached. It seemed she'd just checked off something on her list when she realised she had company, her long brown pigtails bouncing as she looked up at you with bright, saucer-like eyes.
"Well hey there! Here to be initiated, huh? By the way, I LOVE what you're wearing, very combat-chic." she enthused, putting her clipboard down as she reached for your bags and papers.
"What's your name, sweetie?
"Anise Purcell of The Soldier's Arm." Anise responded, holding out her papers to the steward, while also trying to silently brush off that comment about her clothes.
"Nice to meetcha, Anise. I'm sure you'll fit in well here." she took the papers and scanned through them, humming an upbeat little ditty all the while. Finding whatever it was she was looking for, she switched to rummaging through the girl's luggage.
"Looking forward to your first term?" she asked, glancing up as she worked. "Got quite a few cuties coming through this year. You'll have your work cut out for you fending them off." the steward giggled with a wink, dropping a gaze as she rifled through the rations and passed the compass in search of any sort of contraband.
Anise slightly averted her gaze finding the girl's questions and honestly just her general attitude to be slightly off putting. "I suppose, I am ready to continue my training, and I know this is the perfect place for that... and um, I think I'll be fine there."
She absolutely knew what the steward what getting at, and well chasing after some guy was at the very, very bottom of her priorities. Anise continued watching the brown haired girl shift through the bag's belongings, however she expected it wouldn't take very long at all given how little there was even packed in the first place.
"Awwh shucks, you don't have anything fun in here." the girl said, handing the bag back as she listened to what Anise had to say."Well yeah, this is the best place for your training, but it's got lots of other stuff going on as well."
She leaned in and took the girl's hand, waving her own across the back of it. The mark of the In Training students appeared there, more vivid then a tattoo but without the pain.
"There you go, you are an official member of the Spire! Woo! That little baby will be your quickest form of identification around the Prime District, as well as your ticket in and out of your dorm room... if it's a decent one. Anyway! Look at me running my mouth. I'll let you get back to settling in."
For a brief moment she drew in and whispered in a voice only Anise could hear, "Speaking of settling in, I popped something into your bag to take the edge of your first day. Loosen up a little! These are the BEST years of your life. When you're not, like, getting wounded on a mission or something. Anyway, the point is, enjoy it!" Before Anise had the chance to return the mysterious item the girl had given her, she had swept up her clipboard and was already attending to the next student in the queue.
Gain UNKNOWN: Ingestible pink capsule. to add to your Trinkets.
Anise didn't like the sound of that, there was something definitely off with the steward, but... maybe it was just her imagination, no she actually really didn't trust pigtails. Well at least she was cleared to go in, and first things first she should find her way to the dorms. That would be a good idea.
Alright new bio because the one I had before was about... two... three years out of date? Basically I haven't touched this since I joined the site. Nothing fancy to say here, I'm a person who also happens to write stuff with other persons. Simple stuff. In a more serious note I mainly stick with 1x1s nowadays, but not for any particular reason other than that's how it worked out. I suppose the other major thing to note is if we do have an RP going, and I haven't responded for a while then feel free to get my attention. I'm also a fan of OOC chatter, its nice to have, but hey it isn't required either.
And... that's it.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Alright new bio because the one I had before was about... two... three years out of date? Basically I haven't touched this since I joined the site. Nothing fancy to say here, I'm a person who also happens to write stuff with other persons. Simple stuff. In a more serious note I mainly stick with 1x1s nowadays, but not for any particular reason other than that's how it worked out. I suppose the other major thing to note is if we do have an RP going, and I haven't responded for a while then feel free to get my attention. I'm also a fan of OOC chatter, its nice to have, but hey it isn't required either. <br><br>And... that's it. </div>
