Elendra

Fuck it, Blorcs

Turn 1

Jorick ; Is a Blogre
Clirky ; Ornate but Rusty Key
Rilla ; Spear
Brovo ; Ferret Creature
Imagi ; Frogeye
Prime ; Helm
Xigur ; Axe
Holmes ; Fishing Rod
Grif ; Meat Ribs
Zed ; Spear

Fuck it, Blorcs

I LIED

Welcome to the first game of Blorcs, the cousin race of Blorbs. Slightly stronger than their cousins but with a flaw that makes them weaker. Unlike Blorbs, Blorcs stay dead when they die. There is no saving, there is no respawning. If your Blorc dies, it's dead, gone, game over.

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The Scenario

Simple enough, a ship with all of you on it was shipwrecked. You will 'spawn' (see: wash ashore) at the beach of an unknown island. You have more goals than survival. You also are to try to find out where and what the island is, and find a means to get off of it. As more people join, they'll wash on the shore, to a maximum of ... some number of Blorcs in play at any given time before another washes up on the shore. I'll pick the number soon, I swear. Maybe 10. First come first serve (barring rampant nepotism).

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The Help

While you don't get to join with a class, or even picking a specific item, you do get to pick a starting item type. This will choose a category of thing from which I pick a single item and have that wash ashore with you.

The options are:

-Foodstuff
-Creature
-Tool
-Weapon
-Defence
-Special: No, I won't say what Special actually is, but I won't let more than 2 players have it at a time. First come first serve (barring rampant nepotism), just like who gets in to begin with!

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Make a Character

Pick your thing from the list above, and give me the name you want to identify your character in images (no longer than 6 letters long, letters only). Simple.

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Current Roster
Command Thread

Jorick ; Is a Blogre
Clirky ; Ornate but Rusty Key
Rilla ; Spear
Brovo ; Ferret Creature
Imagi ; Frogeye
Prime ; Helm
Xigur ; Axe
Holmes ; Fishing Rod
Grif ; Meat Ribs
Zed ; Spear

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Turn 0

Turn 1

After a horrid shipwreck, 9 Blorcs and 1 Blogre wash up on a foreign shore. They know that they must be quick to make a means to survive, for night will come and their lives may end. While most washed up on the shore with something, Brovo, Imagi, Jorick, and Clirky did not. Brovo was quick to befriend a ferret like creature, while Imagi was adopted by a Frogeye. Clirky was able to find a strange and old key in the coastal waters, but Jorick? Jorick found nothing. He's just a Blogre, finding things isn't his strength.

Turn 2

Jorick got tree. Got tree without smash. Clirky's choice of words, however, are poor given that Holmes and him were sent flying and falling, and, yes Xigur, that's a chest of some kind!

Turn 3

Xigur wants you all to know she found a treasure chest. Brovo is struggling to stay on Mr. Whiskers as the ferret creature tries to climb the tree. Holmes has stolen all the food, with plans to use some of it as bait to get more food. Gor is most amused by Imagi being 'crushed' between leaves and a bush.

Blorbs, maybe, I dunno, just doing some drawings for now

Updated Jungle Paradise image, mostly just environmental now.

Blorbs, maybe, I dunno, just doing some drawings for now

Another (not evil) picture! :D

Blorbs, maybe, I dunno, just doing some drawings for now

I may do a game later. Just trying some Blorbs in colour for now with only some intent to do a game later.

Arctic Blorbs

Blorb and Unnamed Night Creature

Probably Fine

Siege Lasers

Awwww, adorable

Jungle Paradise

Legend of Renalta 2 (Dark Fantasy)

Cease Fire

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Things were in utter chaos around Draza and her comrade Gahrul. Avarice and greed had flown through the ichor of the cruel laughter of the hellspawn demon lord, and had corrupted so many of those around her. Her friends, her allies, her people, her hope.

She had been in pain from her injuries, and in shock through a lot of this, only able to keep herself going on happy thoughts of teamwork, and she was seeing those thoughts seemingly go to waste. Her frail little body became stiff, as she glanced around at the devolving state of affairs and she turned to Gahrul.

With her remaining good arm, she tugged at the ogre, “Gahrul, I think I need a piggyback ride.” Her tone was oddly serious, even if her diction was still sweetly innocent. Gahrul gently grabbed her, so as to not hurt her, and placed her up and upon his shoulders near his neck. She leaned into him and got into a safe riding spot, using some material fetched from her pack to harness herself to him.

Gahrul didn’t take out his towering shield, instead leaving it on his back where it was, to protect Draza. As the soldiers of all sides fought around him, Draza spoke to him to pick up a large piece of debris, “Just in case.” Gahrul found such a piece, a large stone from the damaged building, and held it at the ready for whatever Draza had in mind. Gahrul trusts in the sprite.

Draza gestured off towards the maniacal laughing, “We’ve a friend to meet, Gahrul,” her tone pointed with anger, “Let’s introduce ourselves.” Gahrul simply nodded slowly in response as he made his way through the bickering and conflict towards the shadow of the demon lord that had so blessed them with his audience, and corrupted those present for his amusement.

With each lumbering and slow step, Draza prayed.

“Moja pani Łada, z za otchłani z której zostałeś wygnany, błagam Ciebie.

Zachować silny duch w moich znajomych. Zachować uczciwe ich umysły przed szaleństwem. Zachować nasze serca prawdziwe, i odeprzeć chciwość który nęka nas.

Pomóż mi, z całą współczucia, miłości i miłosierdzia Twego serca.

Wysłać posłańców, wysłać błogosławieństwo, wyślij mi łaskę, że mogę stanąć wysoki, gdy jestem tak słaby. Kiedy jestem tak boli. Kiedy jestem tak mało.

Dokonać we mnie wielki mówca, i niech mnie zabić wstrętną bestię, która jest korupcja. Z skrzydlate strony przewodnika mój język tak, że mówię dobrze i dobrze w uszach waszych, i zapisać dusze tych wokół mnie.

Moi przyjaciele. Moja rodzina. Niech sobie zostaną zapisane.”

Gahrul was now close to the demonic shadow, and Draza gave him a tug, whispering, “Stop.” Draza took a deep breath, and finished her prayer, “I daj nam świętować i się bawić kiedy to się skończy.”

She braced herself against her friend, giving a stern look to the shade of the demon, before turning to face the fighting crowds. Then, of all things, she began to sing, every line from her heart with all the love she could muster for these fractured people. Through the song, she would reach into her pack and take out more toys, and other gifts, and sweets, and let them be offered to all who would take them or wish to see them, even Greed himself was welcomed to her charity and song.

(( Sung to the tune of the following ))

“Hello to all my friends
Who gathered here today
You've forgotten how t'share, and think that greediness will pay

It doesn't matter now
If you are rich or poor
'Cause deep inside you, you all know that there is something more

'Cause you know what makes you smile, smile, smile
Yes you do
It fills our hearts with sunshine all the while
Yes it does
'Cause all you really need to smile, smile, smile
Are your happy friends and kin

You don't need lots of things
Or power and control
'Cause sharing all your wealth n' love
Is how you all should roll

But if you're kind of worried
That charity's around
Just know that all you give away
Will turn a sad frown upside down

'Cause you know what makes you grin, grin, grin
Yes you do
When you give a gift and see that smile begin
Just getting a joyful grin, grin, grin
Y'know will fill you with good cheer

It's true some days you're broke and lonely
And maybe you feel sad
But Draza will be there to show you that it isn't that bad

There's one thing that makes me happy
And makes me whole life worthwhile
And that's when I give to my friends and get them to smile

It'll make us all so happy
Your kindness gives me glee
I give a smile, I get a smile
And that's so special to me

So bust it out and just give, give, give
Like I do
Tell me, what more can I say to make you see
That it's right
It'll make you happy when you give, give, give
Yes, it always makes my day

Come on everybody, share, share, share
Fill our hearts up with sunshine, sunshine
All you really need's to share, share, share
Because sharing is divine

Come on everybody, share, share, share
Fill our hearts up with sunshine, sunshine
All you really need's to share, share, share
Because sharing is divine

Yes a perfect gift for me
Is to see you share with another
To make me happy as can be
Share, share, share, share, share
Come on and share
Come on and share”

Greed begins to laugh as the sprite bursts into prayer, his voice mocking, "Your gods are gone now, little Draza! They can do nothing Nothing NOTHING!" Yet, as Draza sheds her possessions, Greed for a moment looks shocked, eyes following as a particularly shiny object falls before him. Bodies leap for it and he lets out a howl of frustration, stamping his feet with great crashes of jingling coins. And yet, this little sprite chose to mock him more, by bursting into a song for the mortals about her! "IT WON'T WORK! IT WON'T HELP! YOU CAN DO NOTHING!" he snarls. Perhaps it would not, perhaps it would, but the soldiers of the republic were beginning to look about in a daze, uncertain what they were doing. And even still, a few of the Templar even appeared less aggressive in their fighting.

Draza, while she continued to sing about how wonderful sharing is, hearing the anger of Greed, upped the ante, and began to give more than just the gifts she had brought, now offering her money, and other stuff more important to her as well. Things meant little to the sprite, and people meant much. She would gladly give everything she owned if it would help save them. As she began to give some of her more valuable possessions, even Gahrul began to give of himself, joining her, although not quite sure as to what purpose it was for.

Outside the town, though, along a road dividing ruined fields, a winged angel perks their head up, listening, as if a whisper was in the wind. He sets his jaw and turns as the wind seems to die and change course, urging him elsewhere. His eyes glitter as he whispers, "I knew there were still those, who remembered." He spreads his wings and takes flight.

Legend of Renalta 2 (Dark Fantasy)

Don't worry, guys. Draza will save the day.

Go go Power Pixies~! Du du, du du du!

*explosions and wicked guitar solos*

Remember that time Elendra made a spam Sims 3 game?

I did play that for some time, as an idle distraction during the guild being down.

Because I'm very good at meticulously micromanaging everyone, the short of it was 'everyone lived successfully because Elendra wouldn't let them suffer or have free will. All hail Elendra and her almighty control and hours days wasted designing houses'

♘Evolution vs. Creationism☼

Ugh, I can't believe I actually posted in this stupid thread. I was doing so good at staying out of it. Damn you all. This thread, and everyone in it (myself included) are bad and should feel bad.

♘Evolution vs. Creationism☼

xAsunaWolfx said Because it can be offensive.

It's almost respectful to give both equal grounds if it needs to be talked about. Or don't talk about it at all.

Okay, I've only been reading, even when this thread got really bad and I wanted to respond, until I was directed to this line.

I want to delve into ad hominem. I won't, but boy howdy do I want to.

Instead, let me say this. Religious texts, for all mainstream western religions at least, include lines of things that contradict science. That is not conjecture, that is not a statement I say weakly, that is a fact. They all contain things that are presented as how the world is, but simply isn't. The moon is but a light, the earth is flat, we were all made as we are and used to live for thousands of years. These are things that are presented as true by religious texts.

These are things that are not backed up by empirical evidence.

In a class of science, ancient conjectures of pre to early literate people, should not be in equal footing or respect, to things that can be empirically verified and tested. You know what that isn't? Respectful to the actual pursuit of knowledge. It's insulting.

Knowledge is not offensive. Truth is not offensive, and to say that we can't discuss truth because we don't give as much credence to ignorance, wilful ignorance, and the illusion of knowledge, as a viable alternative to knowledge, is beyond ludicrous.