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2 mos ago
Current 'been going through a lot of shit recently. I will try to start catching up soon. Sorry to everybody who's waiting on me!
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4 mos ago
When you have to disable a new 'advanced' search to get proper search results and learn that 'advanced' means 'AI'. Let's rename it artificial superficiality, short 'AS'. Not to be confused with...
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4 mos ago
I'm slightly proud of myself having overcome my hate for indoor spiders a bit over the years. In my youth I often eliminated them, now I carry them outside in a jar. Spiders here are harmless though.
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4 mos ago
Believe me, if they could, the entirity of Southern Germany would send you all the rain they had over the last couple of days. I'm just not sure you'd actually want the widespread destruction.
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4 mos ago
Finally managed to catch the mouse. Our cat must consider me the most incompetent person of all times given how she watched instead of helping. She dragged the problem in though!
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Bio


Welcome to my profile page!


Who the hell is this person behind those many miles of fiber optics and copper cable ?

  • I'm a 34 year old guy.
  • ... who's working as a software developer
  • ... and enjoys roleplaying as a casual hobby to distract himself from ongoing stress


And into which hell will I descend with you participating in one of my roleplays?

  • I'm a fantasy addict: medieval high and low!
  • I'd consider myself to be a low casual roleplayer, 3 paragraphs per post on average.
  • My schedule varies. It might happen that I won't be able to post at all for a week, but then again it might happen that I'll reach a sweet spot inside which I can go on a posting rampage. I'd say one can expect 1-2 posts a week from me, depending on the lengths involved.
  • English is not my native language, but so far I've not encountered anyone who had had trouble with me over that :)


Want to RP with me ? Shoot me a PM, but don't shoot me!



Thanks for visiting!

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@Eviledd1984
"427 paces ? So we're basically almost there." He glanced at Xavier, asking: "So should we just go there right now ?" The prospect of that creature being vulnerable to fire did cast a slight grin on his face. That was something he could serve with...
@Eyeris
Sounds legit :)

I'd like to play it out, but perhaps we can do a collab (PM, Titanpad, whatever you like) and then post it as a retrospective so we won't disturb the flow of time that much.
Vaughtar's room

The bed was indeed too small, but that didn't pose that much of a problem. It wasn't the kind of bed that had its frame reaching much higher than the mattress at its head and foot, nor were there any sidewalls. Vaughtar's upper body could just jut out where it became too bulky and so could his feet. Wings were a different story: The leathery skin was covering the floor by the square yard.

When Winston entered, Vaughtar had already hefted himself out of the bed. He was using one of his hands to shadow his eyes. These lights! He had never seen an artificial light that was not based on simple fire, but there just couldn't be a fire in these tiny things. It would have smoked and eventually suffocated. So it had to be magic. And that was the thing that scared him more than the metal panels on the walls, the bed and even the weirdly constructed door that was apparently driven by some sort of hidden mechanism. All of this could be explained without magic, but the lights... Some other supernatural being must have caught him and perhaps it just had entered to pay him a visit in his prison.

Vaughtar examined Winston's body with a penetrating look in his eyes, but he was still using his hand to protect them from direct light incidence. Was that man a werewolf ? Apparently not, he lacked the subtle exterior characteristics. A vampire ? He'd find out when Winston opened his mouth again. Something else ? He didn't knew and probably didn't have the means to find out. And that was a very good reason for not attacking rightaway. Perhaps the entire prison was enchanted and wouldn't let him out without the other man's permission.

"Who are you ? What happened to me and how did you get me here ?" His voice was very, very deep, but there was no threat in it. However someone with an eye for body language could see that he was on high alert, if not even in a slight state of panic.
@Eviledd1984
Madawc gnarled a bit, but calmed down when he felt what Xavier was attempting. There was indeed no point in starting an argument here. It did just really piss him off that this vital information was spreading so fast...

A few seconds later, having taken a deep breath and not said a word, the demon-man continued to talk in a much calmer tone again: "So... are there any other hints you can give is about the creature ? Perhaps something like how to fight it the most effectively ? Any weaknesses ? And how far away is it ?" He also was interested in the payment, but first he wanted to get an idea how the job could actually be done.
@Eviledd1984
Now Madawc got significantly more aggressive, but it was rather uninteded. Just learning that there already was a second person that just knew apparently everything about him was kinda frustrating. "How the hell do you know ?" he asked straightforwardly, approaching Marcus by a few steps.
That hurt! But when Harstac saw what thing that kick had likely saved himself from, he stopped hissing at Pereylia, thereby no longer revealing his very sharp teeth. "What the..." He turned his head around towards the direction that arrow had seemed to come from. Harstac was still lying on the ground he had fallen onto again. The dark elf was apparently already tackling whoever the attacker was. And the Lord Commander ? Already on his way, fast. Damn fast.

The Lahatch hybrid got up on his feet - again. Hopefully it would be a bit longer now... the mud stacking up on his breast and back didn't feel enjoyable. Harstac could see that Hiiko had taken a grazing shot, but overall he seemed to be okay, so he started limping towards the origin of the arrow, where fighting already was taking place.
@Eyeris
I've moved the CS to the character tab as it seems @jdh97 accepts him as well (correct me if I'm wrong! I'm just assuming because there was no objection). I'm looking forward to the intro.
Name: Vaughtar

Age: 19

Gender: undefined

Species: Gargoyle

World of origin:
Munimis is a portmanteau that has been comprised of the latin phrase mundus nimis, translated "dreadful world". It is the name its inhabitants have given to their parallel earth. Up to the 9th century A.D., it was in virtually every aspect a perfect clone of the 'standard' earth - and then there was magic. Not the type of magic one can learn and then actively use, but the type of supernatural, inborn magic, that makes the difference between vampire, werewolf and the ordinary human being. Noone, including those benefiting from it, knows what really happened, but the subsequent developments have left the world stuck in the middle ages for more than half a thousand years. There's a dramatically reduced interest in advances on the fields of mathematics or physics as the ordinary population has fallen victim to an ongoing war between either the new inhabitants the anomaly has selected from their own ranks or their descendants. For them, an ordinary villager is either a toy, a resource or another case of collateral damage. However the constant pressure has resulted in ordinary people forgetting about old rivalries, and hardly anyone is eager to start a new one because of a littleness. There is still a very large and stable number of ordinary humans left on Munimis, but it's a constant struggle against nature and creatures to survive and go on.

Are you a member of TRIDENT? No.

Appearance:
One can clearly see that he is a creature whose outer appearance has been designed to be imposing even when being looked at from many yards below. From feet to horns, he stands at 6'10 and his frame is the very far opposite of slender. There are some features that don't really make sense from a biological standpoint, such as the sharp bone extensions protruding backwards from his elbows that are in danger of punching his own wings if not used properly, the short and coiled horns or the small tusks, but that's likely due to the chiseller focusing rather on appearance. There's a faint glow in his seemingly pupilles eyes that can be seen when it's really dark. His stature, additional limbs and other features make him very heavy.
He is somewhat used to roam among the ordinary people of his world of origin, but as he doesn't fit in ordinary pants or shirts, his style of clothing is basically a huge piece of cloth stitched together from multiple parts that he uses as a cloak when he folds his wings really tightly to his back.
Source: lucio7lopez @ DeviantArt

Abilities and skills: Beginning with his fighting abilities, he is not the person you have to guess what he might be capable of. He is very much 'what you see is what you can expect': Crushing blows and an untamed talent for burrowing into things and ripping them apart. If you have a really bad day he'll do this while landing on you. However that's it: Even the most primitive of firearms have not been available to him, same goes for training in things like swords, bows or other weaponry outdated on 'standard' earth. Running an ordinary household is something he has never done for obvious reasons, but he knows something about preparing basic meals, wood cutting, tailoring and other things - he's a creature that doesn't fall behind in intelligence and being surrounded by ordinary villagers, he has learned a few things over the years.

Strengths and Weaknesses:
(+) Incredibly strong and very durable, at least at night (see below).
(+) Capable of flying. He can take another person on his back with him in the air. Weight limit is about 250 lbs / 113 kg. Normal flying speed is about 20-25 mph, with very wide turns that consume a lot of free airspace. So: no dogfighting.
(+) Very good eyesight: Can see in the dark and very sharply.

(-) The rift has severed his link to the supernatural properties of Munimis' solar system. It does save him from turning to stone each sunrise, but during daytime he's like a sick man: Exhausted quickly when asked to do things like running fast, weaker than normal, poor reflexes and reaction times. Basically he's starved of a chunk of urgently needed sleep. The transient between day and night is not a sudden jump from one extreme to the other, but a continuous slope that stretches along the hours around dusk/dawn.
(-) His eyesight is a two sided coin on 'standard' earth: Recent technology makes very heavy use of spacial and temporal discretization and the incapability of the human eye to follow such quick and tiny things, be it pixels and framerates on computer displays or dimming lights by applying a pulse-width modulated supply. This is merely an annoyance, the more important issue is that there's just too much of it. He can be blinded much easier and more effectively than an ordinary human by using a flashlight, the camera light of a smartphone etc. Of course there are sunglasses and he probably needs them during daytime outside, but these accessoires just have a tendency to fall off or be destroyed in a fight, especially with the 'style' he uses.
(-) Movement is very loud and he is quickly impeded by tight spaces.

Equipment Requests: none.

History: The birth or gargoyles is probably one of the least understood processes on Munimis. It is like they aren't really 'born' at all. Chisellers carve stone like they did on standard earth in order to create decorating figures that were believed to repel evil entities. Most of them never get to know that, when and which of their creations has started to demonstrate an independent existence. It was the same with Vaughtar, so he doesn't have any real parents and has been living on his own for his entire life. However some inevitable day he started making contact with the other beings of Munimis. His experiences with vampires and wolves aren't exactly pleasureable and so were his first contacts with ordinary humans. As time passed he managed to prove to the small community he was surrounded by that he's not just evil as most of the other supernatural beings, though many still stepped back when he was approaching. He has never actually seen the rift itself - it had opened right above the pillar he was resting on and the next thing he knows is that there was a celestial body high above the horizon he had never seen before himself and the sky was blue instead of black.

Personality: He might look extremely intimidating, but the ones who know can calm down: It can be considered a major achievement to get him mad at oneself. However his sense of humor is a big gap because he just doesn't understand many jokes - it'll leave him behind confused. He is capable of steep learning curves, but needs to be picked up where he is. He tends to quick action instead of preparing plans well in advance - where he comes from there are just more variables that can change.
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@EurmalEye
There weren't any fish Harald could catch, but he really would have loved to. Not letting this frustrate him, the splice continued to dive into the water until all of the dirt had let off of him. Harald just had to take a lot of care about that superstructure on his head not accidentally impaling Alex. The almost crystal-like and edgy thing was always the first to come out of the water again, long before his head was out so he could see clearly again. So he had to keep a respectful distance until his cleanup was complete, then he swam closer to him. "I'm new here. How about introducing each other in a bit more detail ?" He'd like to start first but just in case Alex wanted to do the same he didn't rush into things.
@Eviledd1984
With his armor back on his body Madawc felt a bit more secure. Not that he really expected something bad to happen, but butter safe than sorry. He didn't sit down as he just wasn't in the mood for it right now. He wanted to be ready.

When Marcus had finished presenting the mission, Madawc was a bit perplexed. "Hold on, wait a minute.... You said this beast has already killed many of your men and you are expecting us two to kill it ? What else do you know about the creature except for its dwelling place ? And... sorry that I ask, but why have you selected us ?" The demon-man didn't point it out directly, but there was one thing that really kept his mind busy: He was a total newcomer in this town and yet, after not even a few hours, he was selected for such a mission by someone he didn't know.
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