If you're still accepting I'd definitely be interested in playing. Mass Effect is my favorite game series!
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Forum: Casual Interest Checks
I'd definitely be interested if there is room for me. I actually started up a high-fantasy political kind of RP, but it didn't really get off the ground. With that being said I could definitely help provide some ideas if you are still in need. I also found an awesome site for map making that might help you.
Hey, do the wastelanders just jump in? I didn't want to just abruptly post if we're supposed to wait for some of the vault dwellers to post.
I'd like to continue if anyone else would still be interested. It would just mean excluding some of the other player characters from the story. Please let me know, and we can keep going if that's what everyone wants.
Yeah, some of the players never jumped in. :/
Hey all, sorry for the lack of updates on here. One of my family members was put on life support, and that has been very stressful. Currently, he is doing much better. Hopefully everyone understands. Thanks
Footsteps encroached on the territory of these housed prisoners as the sound of bouncing chain-mail filled the corridor. As the source of the noise came into view for our prisoners, a woman could be seen. The elf was being ushered down the dingy hall by two guards. The woman hardly struggled as she surveyed the inmates locked inside cells. The rot of the prison and the decay of its occupants seemed all too familiar for her.
Without much care the guards forcefully pushed her into a cell at the end of the corridor. The scene was made all the more eerie by the lack of speaking. Neither the guards or the woman made a sound. It was as if this moment occurred ad infinitum; a different means of entering this hellish place, but only ever the one way of leaving it.
The guards made their way back down the corridor about as quietly as they had come through it. Their clanging metal hissed for a few moments before fading into the distance as they turned down another corridor.
With the guards gone the other prisoners could here shuffling in the same room that the woman had just been thrown into. Suddenly, there was a jangling sound- no doubt keys. The echo of the keys could hardly compete with the clanging of the mining, but it was present enough to call the other inmates to attention. Following the jangle was a small clicking sound, and finally the sound of an opening door.
Cracking her neck the elven woman stepped out. The dimly lit corridor did little to show her features, but she was rather petite. Her slender frame was masked by the heavy and ragged green garments assigned to all prisoners in the mines. Her medium length golden, almost white hair, was disheveled. Her shorter height immediately revealed her wood elven lineage.
Without much care the guards forcefully pushed her into a cell at the end of the corridor. The scene was made all the more eerie by the lack of speaking. Neither the guards or the woman made a sound. It was as if this moment occurred ad infinitum; a different means of entering this hellish place, but only ever the one way of leaving it.
The guards made their way back down the corridor about as quietly as they had come through it. Their clanging metal hissed for a few moments before fading into the distance as they turned down another corridor.
With the guards gone the other prisoners could here shuffling in the same room that the woman had just been thrown into. Suddenly, there was a jangling sound- no doubt keys. The echo of the keys could hardly compete with the clanging of the mining, but it was present enough to call the other inmates to attention. Following the jangle was a small clicking sound, and finally the sound of an opening door.
Cracking her neck the elven woman stepped out. The dimly lit corridor did little to show her features, but she was rather petite. Her slender frame was masked by the heavy and ragged green garments assigned to all prisoners in the mines. Her medium length golden, almost white hair, was disheveled. Her shorter height immediately revealed her wood elven lineage.
It seems that some interest has waned. I'll bump the forum up a bit to see if anyone else would be interested in joining should the last few RPers not get back to me. Feel free to ask any questions or make a character!
Maybe Edgar and Ahab can meet in the Portland wastes? They could be forced to work together to survive an attack from raiders, and then possibly seek aid from the vault dwellers?
Hey everyone. If anyone has decided that they don't want to be a part of the campaign anymore that's totally fine. Just please let me know so that I can look to opening up to other players that may have an interest. I still really want to RP this campaign!
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