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    1. GeekFactor 7 yrs ago

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2 yrs ago
Current You can't respond to every criticism with "RACIST!" This has become the modern boy crying wolf. At some point, you have to face truth.
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2 yrs ago
"She smiled up at the stranger, heedless of the splattered droplets that decorated her front like the freckles sprinkled over her pale cheeks."
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3 yrs ago
Bring it on, 2022. Fear won't be mind-killing me just yet.
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5 yrs ago
RIP Christopher Tolkien. Sailed into the West to meet his father at last.
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5 yrs ago
Happy 127th birthday to Professor Tolkien!

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I'm not the sort to talk about myself unprompted, so this section will be scant. I vastly prefer one-on-one (1x1) or small group RP, as big groups and lots of chatter tend to overwhelm me. I prefer RP within medieval fantasy settings that are not too fanciful (think LOTR/GoT).

[b]“Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it.”
― Lloyd Alexander

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Welcome, Cao! I hope you find some awesome RP, and enjoy your time here :)
@GeekFactor@Timemaster Thanks people! I'm doing my best, forum RP is quite different from the kind of RP that I am used to, but I think I am getting the hang of it. Even if half the time I write half an emote in past tense and the rest of it in present!



Shhhh, I do this *all* the time myself, because some of my RPP's do past tense, and some do present, lol. Just roll with it!
@Winterwake, I totally have to agree with @GeekFactor. I've been RPing here for almost two years now (different accounts) and I've seen a lot of GMs. Some considered themselves to be "advanced" or "one of the best" but didn't do half of what you've done with this RP.

It's a pleasure to RP in your world and on behalf of all the RPers here (I'm sure they will agree), I have to say : Thank you !


I agree whole-heartedly!
@Winterwake You're doing an absolute, ass-kicking job as GM! Just wanted to say that :)
Congrats and good luck!
A ready, bright smile broke out over her youthful features as she realized who was approaching the house. The second dog, a female called Nell, followed after Coby now, while her tail windmilled in a friendly fashion.

"Davian Swan," she called back to him, setting a hand on her hip and giving him an affable, teasing tilt of her head. "It's too early this morning for trouble like yourself. What brings you around, hmm?"

She chuckled softly as both dogs circled about his legs now, wet noses pressing curiously against his hands and over his trousers to see where he'd been. From the kennel nearby - a long, low, wooden building within a stone's throw of the house - more voices joined in the greeting with a chorus of good-natured barks and yips.
Anytime the story leaps out of my hands and goes somewhere incredible and amazing that I didn't expect. Stories that make my heart pound with anticipation of the next post. RP that keeps me up till 3am because I literally cannot look away until I know how it's going to conclude.
The front door had been left slightly ajar, as was her habit to do, for she loved the feeling of the breeze dancing through the house, fluttering the curtains and carrying the scents of the countryside, whether it be the floral sweetness of spring or the pungent damp of an approaching summer storm. A reckless habit, some might say, but the pair of wiry-haired grey hounds that lived in the house were the best sort of alarm, as well as a deterrent to thieves and troublemakers who might hear of the girl who was alone in the cottage since the untimely passing of her father and mother.

She had scarcely put the kettle over the hearth, preparing to make herself a cup of tea, when the larger of the two dogs, a stocky male beast, let out a soft chuff; not quite a bark, more of a curious, questioning sound. Emmy turned and looked back along the length of the hallway from the kitchen. She could see the front door standing open, and two grey rumps in the gap, as both dogs stood looking out into the yard.

Turning away from the fire, she moved back along the short corridor, brushing her hands over the apron covering her front.

"What is it, you two?" she asked softly, leaning to peer out over their heads. The approaching figure coming along the path towards the house drew a sudden squinting of her eyes as she tried to quickly determined who it might be. That bright blue tunic was familiar, certainly, and the closer the man walked, the more keenly she strove to recall his name. The male hound, Coby, gave another soft grunt, and padded out across the stoop, down the steps and into the grass with his ears perked and tail stiff, ready to meet the visitor.

(Location: Eastern farmlands near Kettlebrook)
Far to the east of Averine City, at the outer edge of the farmlands, a small cottage butted up against the rim of the forest. Facing west, the tips of the tallest buildings of the city were just visible near the horizon, if she stood on the porch and strained her eyes. She'd not done so for years, but as a child, she would shimmy up one of the posts holding up the porch roof and cry out, "Look, Papa! I can see the city!" The thrill of glimpsing the distant town was almost as fun as the inevitable boom of laughter that would erupt from her father, as he hoisted her back down in his large, gentle hands.

Out here, life moved at a vastly different pace, compared to the bustle and hum of the city streets. Here, she was awakened by the barking of dogs rather than the cries of merchants and dockworkers. Here, the view from the front stoop was pleasantly rolling fields and hollows, dotted with other farmsteads, though none were too close, and the sensation of freedom and space was everything.

A wire-furred head nudged against her hand, as she stood now on the porch, musing absently, while her cornflower-blue eyes gazed off into the morning mists. She glanced down with an easy grin, running her fingers over the grey ears. "Ready for breakfast, aren't you?" Turning to wander back into the humble little house, she chuckled gently. "I believe I am, too!"

(Location: Eastern farmlands)
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