Bleh, sorry, I'm just a little scatterbrained. I'll hold off on Support until later
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Depression is a nemesis of creativity.
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Every single one of my statuses has gotten one like. Who is this mysterious person who listens to my random ramblings?
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All of my 1x1 roleplays mysterious died. All of the people who told me I had to be active are now mysteriously inactive.
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The bottle of apple juice lied to me, and was actually orange juice. I see now that I can trust no one.
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Assessing the hopes and dreams of a bottle of apple juice.
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I'll be posting Habit's next turn in IC soon, just working on a support conversation with another player.
Alright, I'll have the OOC up soon.
Did anyone hear about the Smash 4 ballot thing? I'm voting for Roy. He's not my favorite Fire Emblem character, but because they used him before in Melee they are more likely to consider bringing him in for Smash 4. I was tempted to vote for Sothe, but he's definitely not as popular as far as FE characters go.
I've had this idea for a roleplay for a while. A lot of the details are still fuzzy, but I have the basic premise done and was hoping that anyone who is interested could help me out with the rest so we can get this up and running. Basically, what I have come up with is that there is a group of powerful beings who, for some reason, are only allowed to meet once a year. They only have 24 hours to pursue romances and rivalries, to speak to friends, and to tell tales of their endeavors. Below I have listed two specific scenarios I have come up with, though I am still undecided which is best.
Scenario 1: A tribe of shapeshifters is determined to take over the world by killing prominent humans and taking their place. They meet every year in order to discuss their progress, taking great care to make sure that none of their meetings are discovered.
Scenario 2: A group of gods and goddesses, each associated with a different element of nature, takes mortal forms once a year and travels to a mountaintop to discuss the fate of the world below and determine what changes should be made.
So yeah, any suggestions? Anyone interested in RPing one of these two ideas once more details have been added?
Scenario 1: A tribe of shapeshifters is determined to take over the world by killing prominent humans and taking their place. They meet every year in order to discuss their progress, taking great care to make sure that none of their meetings are discovered.
Scenario 2: A group of gods and goddesses, each associated with a different element of nature, takes mortal forms once a year and travels to a mountaintop to discuss the fate of the world below and determine what changes should be made.
So yeah, any suggestions? Anyone interested in RPing one of these two ideas once more details have been added?
That is how I see it. Also, i haven't closed the RP to submissions because of the drop rate of players in the first few turbulent weeks of a RPs life.
Speaking of which... I don't really think this roleplay is for me, sorry. Goodbye everyone
Bump, still accepting more characters
Renria acted disinterested in the man's proposition, but in her head she was running the numbers.
"A cooperation might not be the worst idea. Wouldn't exactly be efficient though if guiding a small party. Sharing the profits, more expenses, you know. If we were to locate, somehow, a large party of interested members, though, it could be very profitable for us both. Perhaps if we told them the old legend of the "treasure" that was buried near here. Just something to consider."
"A cooperation might not be the worst idea. Wouldn't exactly be efficient though if guiding a small party. Sharing the profits, more expenses, you know. If we were to locate, somehow, a large party of interested members, though, it could be very profitable for us both. Perhaps if we told them the old legend of the "treasure" that was buried near here. Just something to consider."
Didn't notice the OOC was up, sorry. Will work on a character soon
Throughout the entire labyrinth, a ringing of bells was heard. The labyrinth's occupants had long ago discovered that the watchtower bell of the buried city that served as Lessavo's tomb still functioned, and it had been agreed that in times of great emergency the bell could be rung, summoning all creatures who were able to this vast city, indeed the only place capable of holding them all, for a council, by which decisions could be made to determine the fate of their home.
As the monsters of the Tomb gathered, they were barely surprised to see that the one atop the watchtower, frantically ringing the bell, was Henry, a necromantically reanimated skeleton. There were many such skeletons living in this place, but Henry stood out from them all both in appearance, his helmet and armor dented beyond repair, and in reputation. Henry was known throughout the Tomb for his constant failures, accidentally breaking traps, disrupting spells, ruining supplies, and causing all other manner of screw-ups. Indeed, many of the Tomb's inhabitants growled and mumbled threats as Henry began to speak, his voice echoing off of this place's earthen walls for all to hear.
"Uh, hello everybody. It's me again, Henry, though you probably already know who I am. Well, umm, earlier this morning my head got knocked off and somebody, I don't know who, kicked it so hard that it rolled out of the tomb. And, uh, when I went to retrieve it, I may have left the tomb's entrance open. An adventurer saw me, and followed me back to the entrance. I tried to attack him, I really tried, but I slipped and fell into the swamp, and, uh, he, umm, sorta got away... so yeah, the humans know about this place now, probably."
The crowd roared, threatening to turn into a mob, wanting to tear apart Henry's bones. Their home would surely be ruined! That adventurer was probably on his way back here with a whole party of adventurers now, coming to destroy their home. Even those who were not chasing Henry through the streets were loudly arguing about what should be done about this, creating a deafening and chaotic cacophony.
As the monsters of the Tomb gathered, they were barely surprised to see that the one atop the watchtower, frantically ringing the bell, was Henry, a necromantically reanimated skeleton. There were many such skeletons living in this place, but Henry stood out from them all both in appearance, his helmet and armor dented beyond repair, and in reputation. Henry was known throughout the Tomb for his constant failures, accidentally breaking traps, disrupting spells, ruining supplies, and causing all other manner of screw-ups. Indeed, many of the Tomb's inhabitants growled and mumbled threats as Henry began to speak, his voice echoing off of this place's earthen walls for all to hear.
"Uh, hello everybody. It's me again, Henry, though you probably already know who I am. Well, umm, earlier this morning my head got knocked off and somebody, I don't know who, kicked it so hard that it rolled out of the tomb. And, uh, when I went to retrieve it, I may have left the tomb's entrance open. An adventurer saw me, and followed me back to the entrance. I tried to attack him, I really tried, but I slipped and fell into the swamp, and, uh, he, umm, sorta got away... so yeah, the humans know about this place now, probably."
The crowd roared, threatening to turn into a mob, wanting to tear apart Henry's bones. Their home would surely be ruined! That adventurer was probably on his way back here with a whole party of adventurers now, coming to destroy their home. Even those who were not chasing Henry through the streets were loudly arguing about what should be done about this, creating a deafening and chaotic cacophony.
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