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Current Thinking about posting my own 1x1 +18 interest check 🥺
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I would really love to play a Naruto RP with OC's, starting as a Genin and building up a story.
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@Digizel You can contact me through DMs, I guess it would be better! And so far, loving your ideas!
@Abstract Proxy Yaaay! Glad to hear. If you need any help with character creation, reach out to me!
@Digizel Awesome to hear your enthusiasm! I'm totally cool with newcomers since I'm a bit of a rookie GM myself. While I've dabbled in leading DnD campaigns, this venture into Pathfinder is a first for me. What are your thoughts on the plot I've shared so far? Any sparks of inspiration for a character bubbling up in your mind?
The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm cascade of colors over the tranquil village of Ranshelm. Nestled at the edge of the enigmatic Whispering Grove, Tisgurasne, the village seemed to hold its breath as tales unfurled like wisps of smoke in the evening air. In the fading light, the villagers spoke in hushed tones of a once-harmonious grove now veiled in mystery. The ethereal whispers, once gentle, had grown urgent, and the vibrant foliage now danced to an unseen rhythm. It was a time of unsettling change.

Drawn together by shared dreams, a disparate group of individuals found themselves in Ranshelm. Strangers bound by a mysterious force, they stood on the cusp of something ancient, something calling them to the heart of Tisgurasne. The village elders, faces etched with both reverence and fear, spoke of moonlit rituals, a reflective pool, and a sealed tomb whose disturbance now threatened the delicate balance between realms.

Under the southern winds, the adventurers stepped into Whispering Grove's shadow, where the moonlight guided them through ever-changing paths. The whispers, now more urgent than ever, hinted at forgotten histories, fragmented alliances among the spirits, and the impending darkness that loomed in the heart of the ancient forest.

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Greetings, intrepid adventurers! Welcome to the "Whispering Grove" an immersive and original campaign crafted for the Pathfinder 2nd Edition system. I invite a select group of 3 to 5 players to embark on this journey, with the ideal party size being 4 players. Feel free to utilize any official Pathfinder 2e materials, except for space-themed rules (no Spacefinders).

Characters will start their journey at level 3. While I'm in the process of developing the lore for the region, I'm releasing this Interest Check to find participants. Players are encouraged to prepare their character's narratives, and I'll make every effort to integrate their stories into the vast continent. I recommend utilizing the Pathbuilder site for creating character sheets, as it is user-friendly and provides helpful prompts to ensure all necessary details are filled in.

Prepare yourselves for an adventure that delves into profound themes such as the Cyclical Nature of Time, Isolation, and Sacrifice and Redemption. As you embark on this journey, consider knitting these elements into your character's story for a more immersive and resonant experience.

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R U L E S


1. Respect Above All: Prioritize respect for your fellow players and the Game Master. Our collective goal is to ensure a positive and enjoyable experience for everyone.

2. Adhere to Forum Guidelines: Always follow the guidelines set forth by the forum hosting our adventure.

3. Age Requirement: Participants must be 21 years or older, as the game may explore sensitive subjects.

4. Posting Frequency: Aim to post at least once a week. If circumstances require a more extended absence, please communicate it in advance. The preferred frequency is twice a week.

5. Quality Over Quantity: Emphasize quality in your posts. While this is a tabletop RPG, we're also in a narrative forum. Craft your narratives in a way that is engaging to read, and make choices for your character that contribute to the progression of the overarching story. Remember, the focus is on the quality of your contributions rather than the length of your posts.

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T H E S E T T I N G


Welcome to the Kingdom of Brenshore, the backdrop for our unfolding tale. Our journey starts in the quaint village of Ranshelm, nestled within the mystic isle of Tigurasne. The isle earned its name from the ancient and eerie Tigurasne Forest that it harbors. Your character doesn't necessarily have to hail from Ranshelm or the isle, and I'll permit only one (or a maximum of two) character to originate from Tigurasne.

Ranshelm, our humble starting point, is a small village renowned for its distinct features. The village boasts a revered monastery, a symbol of tranquility and spiritual refuge. Additionally, Ranshelm is celebrated for its mastery of herbal remedies, rumored to cure even the most formidable diseases and curses. The air is imbued with the soothing scent of these potent herbs, contributing to the village's reputation as a haven for healing. Moreover, Ranshelm takes pride in its artisan crafts, showcasing the skillful hands of its talented inhabitants. From intricate woodwork to finely crafted metal pieces, the village is a testament to the artistry that flourishes within its tight-knit community.



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C H A R A C T E R S


This will be an intensely character-focused roleplay adventure. Crafting well-rounded characters is key to a good experience. In addition to utilizing Pathbuilder for your character sheet, take the time to provide a short background story for your character. Additionally, please answer the character-building questions provided to add depth and dimension to your in-game persona.



Feel free to respond to as many of these questions as you find fitting for your character's narrative. Incorporating elements from these queries into your character's background story will contribute to a more intricate and compelling tale.

c h a r a c t e r a r t:

Attention, players! When it comes to your character's faceclaim art, I'm exclusively looking for digital pieces that align with the visual vibe I'm curating for the game. If you stumble upon art that fits the bill, shoot me a PM, and I'll give it a once-over. Alternatively, my Midjourney subscription can come to the rescue – I'm happy to craft character art that seamlessly blends with the game's aesthetics. Just a heads up, this isn't up for negotiation, sad face and all. :'(

i n v e n t o r y:

Characters kick off with 30 golden pieces, and they're free to purchase anything non-magical that falls under the common rarity for their inventory.

Hey there, fellow Roleplayers! I've been diving into roleplay since I was 11 and now, in my mid-twenties, I'm searching for a partner, 21 or older, who's up for exploring storytelling with male characters.

I value the depth of multi-paragraph responses, although I acknowledge the impact of a well-crafted paragraph or two. Quality takes precedence over quantity in my approach. Regarding intimate scenes, I exclusively assume the bottom role, but rest assured, I am adaptable to various dynamics. From assertive dominants to easygoing submissives, I possess a versatile range. A quick note: I tend to avoid playing as or against characters with overly feminine traits.

Some plots I’d like to play:







Other than these plots, here are some other pairings I would love, love, love to play. The character in bold is the one I would like to play.

Human X Demon
Angel X Human
Angel X Demon
Detective X Serial Killer
Professor X Student
Student X Student
Human X Vampire
Vampire X Vampire
God X Mortal

POLTERGEIST
DEC 17 2022 | Unknown place



Otto's spirit floated face to face with his own body. Something was preventing him from leaving. There was no calm, placid expression on his sleeping face. A daze he didn't seem to recognize overcame him. When looking around he didn't identify where he was. He tried to remember how he got there, but the last thing he could remember was going to bed with a college classmate. There was something, a message from his father, the contents of which escaped his mind. He knew he would leave when he remembered walking into Lionel's room. But he couldn't remember where to. As he watched his own sleeping body, he also didn't recognize the clothes that covered it. A pair of pants and shirt in a thick, white, fleece-like fabric with an almost antiseptic appearance.

With some effort, he was able to more effectively detach himself from his body to explore his surroundings. As he floated through the door, he found himself in a hallway with rooms with an entrance identical to the one he had left. Curious, he entered the first one and came across a girl with short black hair, fair skin, and a few piercings on her face. She wore the same tracksuit as him. The rooms, as little as he could remember, were the same. No big difference. He tried to recall if he was in a hotel or retreat, but he felt that was not the case. While exploring the other rooms, he found some other people. All dressed the same. He questioned his vision as he saw one of them with blue skin and the other with a pair of horns. He wondered if the four-armed girl was truly a person or one of the spirits he usually encountered.

Even stranger than those people was the lack of spirits in the room, he had realized. He couldn't remember such an empty spot since he'd discovered his gift. The few souls he saw hid from him. Maybe, they weren't used to seeing a person who could look back at them. Like a magnetic wave, he had felt his body waking up. He could resist and maintain in astral projection. But he had decided to go back and find out what was happening. He was sure that as soon as he looked at the recent photos of his neglected iPhone XR, he would remember how he got there. Maybe he'd had more than enough to drink after all.

"Alexa, play the Gimme Gimme Gimme remix on YouTube Music." Said Otto as he returned to his body. His muscles felt tired, and his head was extremely clumsy. He had never felt a hangover like this. Maybe someone had drugged him to drink the night before.

"I'm not Alexa, but I can play a song if you want." The boy looked up and saw a small metallic sphere floating above him. Startled, he threw one of the pillows within his reach at the thing that didn't seem to move a millimeter.

"Don't worry, Mr. Whitestone. I'll be your personal assistant while you're at the Istituto Nova per Giovani Eccezionali." The robot said explaining itself. 'Istituto Nova.' Otto remembered that name. His father's message on the phone seemed clearer. Now he remembered that the only reason he'd agreed to go out with Lionel was the fact he was going to spend some time in seclusion on a military program in the Italian countryside. He also remembered something about memory loss. But he wasn't certain.

"I hope your transfer was smooth and that you were able to get enough rest." Otto still wasn't sure if the floating metal ball was a robot or if it was a speaker and someone was talking through it. The voice sounded very human. Alexa could never. "Actually, I need to ask you to get dressed and to change for the opening event. You will have time to shower if you wish."

Otto did not object. He felt like he needed a shower to soothe his muscles. He felt extraordinarily tense. Glancing in the mirror he noticed how deep and purple his eyes looked. He took off his clothes with some difficulty. He hadn't stopped to realize how luxurious the place he was in was. He had grown up surrounded by fine items and knew how to recognize the level of detail and finish in the room. From the millimeter cut of marble to temperature-regulated lamps. The touch of hot water felt like a refuge. He still wasn't sure why he was there. But now he was resigned. He remembered his father's angry glare telling him he had a "duty to collaborate with international security". And that it was the least he could do after "electrocuting James Klark" all those years ago.

There was a wardrobe full of his clothes. Apparently, the staff at Istituto Nova had taken care of everything. The boy dressed and went to the room indicated by his robotic assistant where he found half the people he had seen in the other rooms.


CHAPTER 1: WELCOME TO THE INSTITUTE
DEC 17 2022 | Somewhere in Northwest Italy



The constant wind made the huge windows that covered the institute's walls creak. A lot of movement was going on. Several androids carried heavy objects around. Cassandra had changed her mind about the arrangement of the rooms at the last minute. All the students who would make up the new class had already arrived. They were probably all still asleep from the heavy dose of XNM that had been given to them.

Karine wasn't sure if she was proud of having invented the drug. It was a heavy chemical, capable of making people forget pieces of their lives or selected moments, according to a specific electromagnetic pulse. If it weren't for the drug, new students would be able to remember the path they took to reach the facilities of the European Union's new venture. And secrecy was a fundamental part of it. That was the second class to enter the institute. Karine had been part of the first and was the only one to choose to continue.

Things would be very different this time according to Cassandra, thanks to the mutant prodigy's inventions. The androids and artificial intelligence developed by the young woman made the whole process much more automated and restricted. Cassandra no longer needed the help of a staff connected to Alchemax Industries, one of the main developers of the project. Just her and Karine were enough. The project was almost closed after the graduation of the first class.

Cassandra had not managed to cultivate a strong enough feeling between them to cement the creation of a team of heroes that could defend Europe in case of attacks. The United States owned the Avengers, but the European Parliament urgently wanted a group it could direct at close quarters. It wasn't easy for her to convince them to give her the opportunity to create this team. And four years later, she still hadn't shown significant progress. Not only was her chance slipping away, but closing the institute would also mean the end of the diplomatic immunity granted to her. They still didn't know exactly who Cassandra Nova was. But the acts committed by her would never be forgotten.

Karine watched the new students wake up through her augmented reality lens. Each student would encounter one of her "blobs" - small floating robots purposely built as cute spheres. They were cute, at least in Karine's eyes. They would serve as personal assistants to the students, always guiding them through the halls, reminding them of their schedules, and keeping records. The girl couldn't wait to meet them in person. She and Cassandra handpicked them. All with unlimited potential to become great heroes. But some with powers with the reach to wreak an even greater disaster than her last gang.

@Martian@Mintz

Guys see if any of the images can suit you up! In any case we could try generating new ones.


Edit: I know the eyes look funny, but if you like any of the pictures I can try to make them look better. Just choose before I do the editing.
Guys, I posted the NPCs in the character section. Feel free to discuss them. Also, I made a discord server so that we could chat! discord.gg/szrHAHsQ
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