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STATUS: I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya 9 yrs ago- Last Seen: 12 mos ago
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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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It Is! Yay!
Look at me, so active ^_^
I'd like to try and get the active players together. The inactive guys we can shadow along until they come back.
Team Herbert: At first I was cool with you guys going down and splitting with the groups... however... Due to numbers dropping I'm trying to finagle a way for you and the others to meet up with Twain's group.
Team Charles: You can totally write in your next post Charles and Zesiro arriving where Twain and Vata are!
Team Vata: Keep up the good work!
Team John: Good luck with the dragon! <3
I'd like to try and get the active players together. The inactive guys we can shadow along until they come back.
Team Herbert: At first I was cool with you guys going down and splitting with the groups... however... Due to numbers dropping I'm trying to finagle a way for you and the others to meet up with Twain's group.
Team Charles: You can totally write in your next post Charles and Zesiro arriving where Twain and Vata are!
Team Vata: Keep up the good work!
Team John: Good luck with the dragon! <3
@Arty Fox
Zesiro forced his feet through the snow. "Whelp... We were assigned to find MOON, you might not have heard of them. They are another TRIDENT team, like MERCY and TIGER, but the specialize in top-secret-undercover-investigations..." Zesrio didn't know how much Charles had been briefed already.
"Either they got in too deep, or, got dead. They have been absent too long. Long enough to worry over. Sent us after 'em."
They were getting close to the castle, Zesiro had to start avoiding the broken bits of castle and piles of flame. The source of the strange flame was no longer a mystery. Had the dragon burned through everything? Destroyed all evidence? Where the hell did it come from? No time for questions... He swallowed hard and continued to explain.
"Trail lead us to a city south of here when Gemma felt a... Disturbance in the force... Radiation rlare... Whatever. We thought it might be related. Even if it wasn't it was worth investigating. So we trudged up this damn forsaken mountain."
"We split up to cover more ground. I found these guys... like Mr. Phaser over there... They all seem to have amnesia, or their all lying. I'm not sure. We have not really had any time to properly interview or interrogate anyone. Or collect any evidence..."
"We had called TIGER to let them know our location in case we needed back up. Twain told them to stand down until called... Looks like Roz didn't listen. That's no surprise." The casual use of the nickname, Roz, would confirm that Rozalind, the 'Den Mother' of TIGER, had indeed worked closely with Zesiro in the past. He spoke of her with much more familiar inflection than he had heard anyone in TIGER speak of her. They regarded her with respect, reverence, and a touch of fear. Zesiro didn't fear or revere her. He rolled his eyes as he spoke her nickname.
"Now we are high tailing it back. Team-leader-Twain should be in this thing somewhere..."
@The Bearded One
The dragon turned its head upward, drops of molten metal and fire fell from its mouth like lethal drool. It took into the air, the energy from the weapon dashing across its scales, rattling its being. It did not fall. It shrieked in pain, it was the loudest and highest pitch sound the beast had made yet. The snow on the mountain tops rumbled, somewhere far away there was an avalanche, the people in the nearby cities and towns heard it, or, felt very uncomfortable for no good reason...
It went up... up... circling up up up... trying to get out of range, trying to get away from the thing which caused its pain.
@Viridity
Twain regarded Vata, only looking concerned for a second before launching into a rather cheerful explanation@jdh97. "Erm... A plane is a big machine with wings. It takes you up into the air! Some are small and just carry one or two people, some are really big and can carry... I dunno... hundreds of people. TIGER I think has some sort of modified cargo plane... She has... I dunno... Thirty on her team? I'm not sure, I like to nap during the real important meetings."
@jdh97
As the others began to rush down the tunnel, Herbert hesitated, he was not as alone as he seemed.
Bisbee, whom had been quite quiet for quite some time, made the softest of *click-clacks* in Herbert's ear and pressed its beak behind his ear. That boney nose was colder than the air around them. What would have been an affectionate gesture by any living pet was unsettling when performed by the impossible bird.
*click-clickity-clack* Louder now, more urgent. It was a warning. Herbert and Bisbee were not alone...
Zesiro forced his feet through the snow. "Whelp... We were assigned to find MOON, you might not have heard of them. They are another TRIDENT team, like MERCY and TIGER, but the specialize in top-secret-undercover-investigations..." Zesrio didn't know how much Charles had been briefed already.
"Either they got in too deep, or, got dead. They have been absent too long. Long enough to worry over. Sent us after 'em."
They were getting close to the castle, Zesiro had to start avoiding the broken bits of castle and piles of flame. The source of the strange flame was no longer a mystery. Had the dragon burned through everything? Destroyed all evidence? Where the hell did it come from? No time for questions... He swallowed hard and continued to explain.
"Trail lead us to a city south of here when Gemma felt a... Disturbance in the force... Radiation rlare... Whatever. We thought it might be related. Even if it wasn't it was worth investigating. So we trudged up this damn forsaken mountain."
"We split up to cover more ground. I found these guys... like Mr. Phaser over there... They all seem to have amnesia, or their all lying. I'm not sure. We have not really had any time to properly interview or interrogate anyone. Or collect any evidence..."
"We had called TIGER to let them know our location in case we needed back up. Twain told them to stand down until called... Looks like Roz didn't listen. That's no surprise." The casual use of the nickname, Roz, would confirm that Rozalind, the 'Den Mother' of TIGER, had indeed worked closely with Zesiro in the past. He spoke of her with much more familiar inflection than he had heard anyone in TIGER speak of her. They regarded her with respect, reverence, and a touch of fear. Zesiro didn't fear or revere her. He rolled his eyes as he spoke her nickname.
"Now we are high tailing it back. Team-leader-Twain should be in this thing somewhere..."
@The Bearded One
The dragon turned its head upward, drops of molten metal and fire fell from its mouth like lethal drool. It took into the air, the energy from the weapon dashing across its scales, rattling its being. It did not fall. It shrieked in pain, it was the loudest and highest pitch sound the beast had made yet. The snow on the mountain tops rumbled, somewhere far away there was an avalanche, the people in the nearby cities and towns heard it, or, felt very uncomfortable for no good reason...
It went up... up... circling up up up... trying to get out of range, trying to get away from the thing which caused its pain.
@Viridity
Twain regarded Vata, only looking concerned for a second before launching into a rather cheerful explanation@jdh97. "Erm... A plane is a big machine with wings. It takes you up into the air! Some are small and just carry one or two people, some are really big and can carry... I dunno... hundreds of people. TIGER I think has some sort of modified cargo plane... She has... I dunno... Thirty on her team? I'm not sure, I like to nap during the real important meetings."
@jdh97
As the others began to rush down the tunnel, Herbert hesitated, he was not as alone as he seemed.
Bisbee, whom had been quite quiet for quite some time, made the softest of *click-clacks* in Herbert's ear and pressed its beak behind his ear. That boney nose was colder than the air around them. What would have been an affectionate gesture by any living pet was unsettling when performed by the impossible bird.
*click-clickity-clack* Louder now, more urgent. It was a warning. Herbert and Bisbee were not alone...
@Sir Screwloose sure, post a cs and i'll look it over.
Relevant to the game:
What do you guys think about a rule that goes something likeeeeee....
'If you do not post in X amount of time your character will be subtly puppet-ed along by other players or GM so that the scene can move along. That way if people get wrapped up in life the character takes no consequence, but, the others can continue the scene.'
Likewise, maybe a rule that is like... if you have not posted in X amount of time you are defiantly MIA and your character may or may not be eaten by the dragon.
What do you guys think about a rule that goes something likeeeeee....
'If you do not post in X amount of time your character will be subtly puppet-ed along by other players or GM so that the scene can move along. That way if people get wrapped up in life the character takes no consequence, but, the others can continue the scene.'
Likewise, maybe a rule that is like... if you have not posted in X amount of time you are defiantly MIA and your character may or may not be eaten by the dragon.
Also, do you guys think it would be fair to make some sort of rule that goes like...
'If you do not post in X amount of time your character will be subtly puppet-ed along by other players or GM so that the scene can move along. That way if people get wrapped up in life the character takes no consequence, but, the others can continue the scene.'
Likewise, maybe a rule that is like... if you have not posted in X amount of time you are defiantly MIA and your character may or may not be kissed by a dementor.
'If you do not post in X amount of time your character will be subtly puppet-ed along by other players or GM so that the scene can move along. That way if people get wrapped up in life the character takes no consequence, but, the others can continue the scene.'
Likewise, maybe a rule that is like... if you have not posted in X amount of time you are defiantly MIA and your character may or may not be kissed by a dementor.
No more waiting! Take initiative! :O
Hey Bee. I'm not sure if your trolling, or being passive aggressive, or silly, or what. Whatever it is I'm not into it. You have told me ever time I have talked to you since I have started this game that you do not want to join. OK. If you do not want to join, I do not want you to join. If you want to chat with folks here send PM's to the appropriate parties. Please don't post here anymore. This OOC is for the players of the game, and game relevant discussion.
Time to make new friends!
For those still here: be not discouraged! That happens in rpgs here a lot. The best solution is to play on and have your characters teach out to other active players.
Keep calm and play on!
For those still here: be not discouraged! That happens in rpgs here a lot. The best solution is to play on and have your characters teach out to other active players.
Keep calm and play on!
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