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I am useless at everything. Blah blah. I roleplay in my spare time because my real life sucks and fantasy worlds offer me the chance to not be that someone who sods everything up the moose hole. I'm friendly, though. Usually. So I got that going for me. Also, you ever noticed how like, drinking coffee is very similar to drinking beer? The more you drink of it, the more you end up going to the toilet like every 60 seconds? Odd that. If I had a team of scientists, I'd very much order them to go and study the wikipedia page on caffeine to figure out this god damned rubix cube of nonsense. Is it rubix? or rubics? I'll have them find the wikipedia page for that too.

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Anyone be interested in an alternate reality, whereby humans never evolved from their more primitive cousins, thereby allowing other animals to take dominion of the Earth? Anyone not so serious in the head as to allow the possibility of several animal species vying for the position as dominant species on the planet? The intelligence of the animals in question would probably be fairly basic. Though they'd have their own way of communicating, their ideas of shelter, industry, technology, religion and other such things would differ crazily from the humans' version. I dunno, just seemed interesting. Maybe start the RP a few hundred years after the intelligent species started gathering together to form collectives. Anyone?
Gonna bump this. It looks fun~
You're doing God's work, son.
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Devon Ashton
Nice. If we can get a couple more minions to show interest, I'll stick this in an OOC cannon and light the fuse.
I'd explain it in full detail, but I've got a bit too much on my plate to write it up. The rough summary is: The Gamemaster dictates how the roleplay is decided, whether character tiers are listed or not is up to them. Character tiers are a VERY ROUGH AND VAGUE measurement of the power level of the characters within the roleplay. There are two universally accepted rules: (Some others are unspoken, and some are contested. These are the two that are uncontested.) No Character Control: The act of performing an action through someone else's character without their permission. No God Modding: The act of making your character do something that would be impossible for them. Arena Roleplay is a turn based thing, you take a turn and they take a turn. Your turn is in response to theirs. Your action can be interrupted if logically they can react first. So on and so forth, it's real simple.
Oh okay, well that all seems pretty standard to me. From what I was reading earlier (flicking through the newer and older threads), things sounded like they may have been more complicated than that. Thanks for everyone's responses, you're all a stellar bunch. I'll go ahead and sub to this.
Calling writers of all skills! Who wants to have a party on a cruise ship filled with fever-ridden murderers!?
Dead Cruise
Holidaying on a luxury world class cruise liner, the Hippo’s Destiny, seemed like the vacation of a life time. With each ticket costing a whopping $45,000, getting yourself on the ship was nothing short of bank breaking – unless you were from the more fortunate backgrounds, of course. Still though, it was worth it right? The Hippo’s Destiny is just one giant floating city with a 24/7 night life. Designed with young people in mind, the ship boasts plenty of bars, clubs, takeaway outlets, swimming pools, sports grounds and everything else these kinds of liners tend to lack. With the drinks flowing, the dance floors heaving and the DJs spinning, you prepared yourself for 4 whole weeks of partying bliss as the big white mammoth of a ship traversed itself slowly around the Mediterranean. That was, until everything turned into a horror freak show. Some kind of illness spread amongst the passengers and crew – a harsh fever, which rapidly turned its victims violent with rage. Before you had time to sink your second JD and coke of the night, these sick people spewed into whatever premise you happened to be occupying, and began attacking everyone. Not really knowing how you escaped, you’ve arrived back in your cabin, and have bolted the door shut – along with loads of other passengers fortunate enough to escape. But now what? The screams have stopped, but there’s no alarms, no call for evacuation, and that constant banging going on in the corridor is certainly not one of the ship’s crew trying to wake someone up. It’s time to arm yourself, hatch a plan of escape, and get off this luxury nightmare of feverish horror.
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- Posts to be no more than 300 words in length (though I won’t be draconian with this). If you can’t advance your character’s story in 300 words, then you need to stop describing that beautiful biscuit tin over there on the counter. - There are no guns on this ship. - There are no war veterans on the ship. I know, crazy right? - There are no 14yo anime chicks on this ship either, keep your Eastern perversions to the- I’m joking. This is a non-serious RP, in that I do not really care what shape it takes. I’m more eager to just write something, more than anything. Do what you want, be what you want. - The sick people are just people. They’re a little giddy, and very angry, but they’re not totally stupid. They can open doors, press buttons and cook a microwave dinner. They can also use weapons, such as pool cues, broken glasses and tools! - The survivors, about ¼ of the passengers and crew, are immune. Therefore, the sick people will try to kill them rather than transmute the infection.
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Name: Sex: Obligatory yes please. Age: Appearance: Occupation: Crew or Passenger: Crew are more likely to know their way around the ship! Improvised Weapon: Can be anything strong enough to kill or maim. For example, a chair leg? A sharpened tooth brush? A chair leg WITH a sharpened tooth brush strapped to it!? Good God the horror! Equipment of Note: Phones, keys, um… mirrors? They might be handy. But yeah, anything that may serve some kind of purpose. Character’s Starting Location: I haven’t got a map for the cruise liner, and I don’t want one. We’ll design it as we go. Just state your character’s location at the start of the RP. An example would be “his cabin, Deck 3A”
Someone walk me through this whole arena premise, would you? Me being new here, and me liking exploding giblets and crazy ass action, I'm trying to grasp this RP section. Some of the RPs keep referring to mechanics, without actually listing the details. Do arena RPs have some kind of default mechanic system that everyone knows about? Or are mechanics specific to each RP? What's with this tier system I hear speak of? I'm asking because this looks like fun, but I don't want to splurge my noob juices over everything. Cheers for any answers/pitch fork armed mobs.
Hello Classified. I'm dad.
Name: Ken Meatlepair Age: 26 From which kingdom: Grethorn What were you doing during the war?: Latrine Cleaner Race: Human? Human! Personality: Hot tempered, and frantic. Hates to sit still, and is very impatient. Thinks everyone is an idiot to some degree. What do you do now?: Food Vendor weapon of choice: Large frying pan bio: Ken is, and always has been an underachiever. He failed at school, which was bad considering the kingdom he was born into, and ridiculed for most of early life by his parents and siblings for this. When war broke out, he was conscripted, but due to a mixture of bad luck and incompetence, was demoted to a toilet cleaner. He spent most of the war therefore cleaning toilets and performing other unsanitary roles. As the war ended, Ken's shameful and grizzly job proved a mixed blessing. Kept away from the frontlines, he naturally survived unscathed and returned home to find his family were no longer living there. It didn't take long for Ken to realise that the only thing apocalyptic society needed was easy food, and so he established a small food outlet that thrived on stray dogs and cats.
Hey, Oscar Wilde, I think I can roll with this bath tub. We need some more beef jerky though. Who are these kingdoms you speak of? Were they different to each other? I.e, one very advanced, another backwards and the third reliant on magic? I'd like to kknow who my fast food chef turned royalty finder is trying to restore to the throne. Edit: Scratch that. Did I just spectacularly not read half your post? How awesome of me. My bad. Let me snort some moe coke and try again.
Yo. Heard you guys need someone to jump in and start warring the f**k out of things? ... Joking of course. Here's my app.
.... how'd I do?
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