Will definitely wait for Professor Mark to fill us in a little more before I respond. Otherwise, it'll be another 10 posts of everyone responding to everyone responding. :P
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By order of me, Lady of the Lore, I am not allowed to go to bed until I finish this post on pain of *insert creative punishment here*.
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::Who Is Glitter Guppy?::
Hi! I'm Lor. I've been role-playing since 2006, bouncing around between multiple sites, dipping my toes in different creative pools. In fact, I've been a long-time RPG member (PlaysWithFire was my old name, if anyone recognizes that {probably not}), but lost track of the website after the multiple crashes a few years ago and ended up taking a break from this website. I'm big into Sci-Fi and Fantasy (Star Wars, Game of Thrones, Mass Effect, Lord of the Rings, X-Men, The Tudors, Harry Potter, True Blood, Spartacus, etc), so naturally that's what I love to write about, but I'm also a fan of mixed historical fiction and apocalyptic of any flavor.
I love to write complicated damsels, both distressing and in distress. I'm a huge believer in the power and ability of the ordinary human race, and I like to try and integrate that into my work when I can. I don't much care for blatant horror or gore writing, but I won't shy away from getting my hands dirty or shedding some In Character blood when needed.
I go with the flow during story progression and don't make a big deal about anything unless someone's being purposefully mean or troll-y. Outside of writing, I am a child of the Performing Arts (voice, piano, dance, acting, etc) and a huge pasta enthusiast. I go to Sci-Fi/Fantasy conventions around the USA and costume as various characters from films and TV, I play a variety of MMOs (7 Days To Die, Guild Wars 2, WoW, SWTOR, etc) and games (Halo is a favorite, as is Mass Effect and The Sims 4). I LOVE music, it inspires me when I'm creatively blocked and calms me when I'm freaking out on an airplane, and it's not hard to trigger my Excitable Mode. I fangirl over good stories and fun characters SO hard. <3
I'm more of a player and not a very good leader, so I prefer to respond and react instead of guide or control a narrative (OOC and IC), but I'll do my best to fill whatever role the group needs at the moment. Smaller groups are better, I get overwhelmed easily so I have to work to make sure I don't over-promise and ensure burnout doesn't happen. Not to say I CAN'T do giant groups, I just prefer smaller. :P
Hi! I'm Lor. I've been role-playing since 2006, bouncing around between multiple sites, dipping my toes in different creative pools. In fact, I've been a long-time RPG member (PlaysWithFire was my old name, if anyone recognizes that {probably not}), but lost track of the website after the multiple crashes a few years ago and ended up taking a break from this website. I'm big into Sci-Fi and Fantasy (Star Wars, Game of Thrones, Mass Effect, Lord of the Rings, X-Men, The Tudors, Harry Potter, True Blood, Spartacus, etc), so naturally that's what I love to write about, but I'm also a fan of mixed historical fiction and apocalyptic of any flavor.
I love to write complicated damsels, both distressing and in distress. I'm a huge believer in the power and ability of the ordinary human race, and I like to try and integrate that into my work when I can. I don't much care for blatant horror or gore writing, but I won't shy away from getting my hands dirty or shedding some In Character blood when needed.
I go with the flow during story progression and don't make a big deal about anything unless someone's being purposefully mean or troll-y. Outside of writing, I am a child of the Performing Arts (voice, piano, dance, acting, etc) and a huge pasta enthusiast. I go to Sci-Fi/Fantasy conventions around the USA and costume as various characters from films and TV, I play a variety of MMOs (7 Days To Die, Guild Wars 2, WoW, SWTOR, etc) and games (Halo is a favorite, as is Mass Effect and The Sims 4). I LOVE music, it inspires me when I'm creatively blocked and calms me when I'm freaking out on an airplane, and it's not hard to trigger my Excitable Mode. I fangirl over good stories and fun characters SO hard. <3
I'm more of a player and not a very good leader, so I prefer to respond and react instead of guide or control a narrative (OOC and IC), but I'll do my best to fill whatever role the group needs at the moment. Smaller groups are better, I get overwhelmed easily so I have to work to make sure I don't over-promise and ensure burnout doesn't happen. Not to say I CAN'T do giant groups, I just prefer smaller. :P
::My Role-Play Preferences::
- Interested In: Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Adventure, Supernatural (not the TV show) and Paranormal Phenomena, Post Apocalyptic, Historical Fiction, and I'm sure this list will grow!
- SLOW POSTER! You have been warned.
- I prefer smaller groups (in my experience, anything greater than 5 or 6 writers gets absolutely lost in translation), I enjoy one-on-one as well.
- I also enjoy forming OutOfCharacter bonds with other writers.
- I tend to treat character applications as works of art, and like to spend some time crafting them.
::Role-Play Exclusives::
Things To Know When Writing With Me
- I am a VERY slow poster due to offline circumstances, but I AM paying attention, so rest assured I will post for you at my earliest convenience and will try not to hold anyone back. If this is a problem for you, talk to me, we'll work something out.
- I try to keep OOC communication flowing, so if I'm going to be offline for a bit, I will try to let you know.
- I always say quality over quantity. That said, I do tend to make Starkiller-sized opening posts, but try to keep things smaller after that. If you have trouble post-splicing my words or need clarification on something, ask away! Happy to explain.
- I am a big fan of both spontaneous unplanned RP and pre-planned RP. If you have ideas for something, even if you think it doesn't work or sounds crazy, please share!
- I am happy to offer other methods of communication if we're involved in a plot together and you need to reach me quickly. I use Discord, let me know if you'd like my info, and don't mind looking into your preferred application if that don't work for you.
Most Recent Posts
I have the flu but I promise I'll get a post up tomorrow?
Feel better! <3 2017 flu does not mess around.
We still doin' this? :) Are we waiting for more posts from people? I know someone's on vacation, I think.
<Snipped quote by Lady of Lore>How does one even get their vehicle like that to begin with?
I bet I could do it without much effort. :P My driving skills are worse than my boomerang-throwing abilities. Which, to say, are nil.
@Lady of Lore Awesome post!
<3 Appreciate the love! Can't wait to watch everything unfold here, we've got a great group.
She felt ridiculous.
Lorelai had been hovering like some kind of reedy wallflower outside the conference room for the past five minutes, hand frozen on the handle, watching the other students through the thin window in the door, and she felt absolutely ridiculous.
It wasn't nerves. She'd worked all of those out of her system during orientation, and while a few of the mutants were a bit 'boisterous', most had been amicable enough. This school was a new experience for all of them, whether you were thrilled about it or not, and that simple element of the Ashford Institute undeniably bonded them, student and teacher alike.
It wasn't that she didn't want to be here, either. She did. More than anything, Lorelai wanted to be right here, right now, close to the answers she needed, safe from the outside world and the outside world safe from her. This place had been a beacon in the storm for her, her only chance to try and control what she was so something like Nigeria would never ever happen again.
And perhaps that was it. That's why she was hesitating opening that door and stepping into that conference room. It would mark the end of an era for her, the beginning of more uncertainty, another massive change to her already upside-down life. There'd been moments during the past few weeks where she'd grappled with herself over the feeling that she might not be ready for this, although she'd have some degree of control over her situation this time. But the fact remained that beyond these doors… anything was possible.
And she had two choices.
Open the door and trust in the mysterious but messy ways life guided all.
Or turn around and leave for good, right now.
As it had irritatingly often in the last few weeks, a verse from Proverbs rose from the smoldering ashes of her Christian faith and swam through her mind. "When you go, your way shall be opened up before you, step by step." Her father's homily about taking a leap of faith in life followed, echoing against her numb soul. Perhaps it was God's intervention, reminding her, coaxing her gently, reassuring her. Or maybe it was just the traumatized mind of a survivor scraping for some kind of hope.
Whatever it was, Lorelai was turning the handle and stepping through the double doors before she'd made a conscious decision. Because a leap of faith was all she really had now.
She tried not to make an entrance, closing the doors carefully while the other students did…whatever they were doing. Showing off? She'd just made it for the tail end of Temperance's speech, her heart going out to the girl as she loitered awkwardly in the entrance, blocking the doors for anyone else coming in or going out. The blonde folded her arms across her chest, a defensive posture, hoping no one asked her to 'show and tell'. Hopefully the staff would be by soon to tell them why they were here, because Lorelai had her doubts that it was for any X-Men purposes. They were so young and untrained, everyone here was, and they had years to go before they could be anything close to what the X-Men were.
They were bound to find out soon, either way.
Lorelai had been hovering like some kind of reedy wallflower outside the conference room for the past five minutes, hand frozen on the handle, watching the other students through the thin window in the door, and she felt absolutely ridiculous.
It wasn't nerves. She'd worked all of those out of her system during orientation, and while a few of the mutants were a bit 'boisterous', most had been amicable enough. This school was a new experience for all of them, whether you were thrilled about it or not, and that simple element of the Ashford Institute undeniably bonded them, student and teacher alike.
It wasn't that she didn't want to be here, either. She did. More than anything, Lorelai wanted to be right here, right now, close to the answers she needed, safe from the outside world and the outside world safe from her. This place had been a beacon in the storm for her, her only chance to try and control what she was so something like Nigeria would never ever happen again.
And perhaps that was it. That's why she was hesitating opening that door and stepping into that conference room. It would mark the end of an era for her, the beginning of more uncertainty, another massive change to her already upside-down life. There'd been moments during the past few weeks where she'd grappled with herself over the feeling that she might not be ready for this, although she'd have some degree of control over her situation this time. But the fact remained that beyond these doors… anything was possible.
And she had two choices.
Open the door and trust in the mysterious but messy ways life guided all.
Or turn around and leave for good, right now.
As it had irritatingly often in the last few weeks, a verse from Proverbs rose from the smoldering ashes of her Christian faith and swam through her mind. "When you go, your way shall be opened up before you, step by step." Her father's homily about taking a leap of faith in life followed, echoing against her numb soul. Perhaps it was God's intervention, reminding her, coaxing her gently, reassuring her. Or maybe it was just the traumatized mind of a survivor scraping for some kind of hope.
Whatever it was, Lorelai was turning the handle and stepping through the double doors before she'd made a conscious decision. Because a leap of faith was all she really had now.
She tried not to make an entrance, closing the doors carefully while the other students did…whatever they were doing. Showing off? She'd just made it for the tail end of Temperance's speech, her heart going out to the girl as she loitered awkwardly in the entrance, blocking the doors for anyone else coming in or going out. The blonde folded her arms across her chest, a defensive posture, hoping no one asked her to 'show and tell'. Hopefully the staff would be by soon to tell them why they were here, because Lorelai had her doubts that it was for any X-Men purposes. They were so young and untrained, everyone here was, and they had years to go before they could be anything close to what the X-Men were.
They were bound to find out soon, either way.
Me on my post right now:
Halfway done and still trying, I promise I'll get it up there as soon as I can!
Edit: DONE! Posted. Unhappy with it, but it was time to just get SOMETHING up there.
Halfway done and still trying, I promise I'll get it up there as soon as I can!
Edit: DONE! Posted. Unhappy with it, but it was time to just get SOMETHING up there.
Catching up on posts! Been ill the past few days. <3 Looks like we've got some good stories building!
I'm sure we have lost one or two since initial interest...
...and I hate that I have to be one of them, but looking at my offline schedule over the next few weeks and tallying the number of other commitments I'm already juggling, I'm going to have to pump the brakes here and bow out for the time being. =/ Was looking forward to this, apologies, I probably should have thought before offering, but it just looked SO DAMN FUN.
I WILL, however, keep working on my character sheet in the hopes I can jump in at a later date. Perhaps a passenger role? Or something less crucial to the day-to-day? I'll think on it. :)
In the meantime, I'll be watching and reading and fangirling from afar! <3
Very interested, but I already have my hands in too many pots. Will lurk and read for now! <3
This is exciting. <3 All you people and your creative minds, you're exciting.
After some examination (and bouncing ideas with my good ol' friend, @JDolan) of my current offline schedule and the engagements I made prior to pouncing all over @TheIratePirate's pirate-y ideas, I've realized I can't contribute here on the scale I wanted to right now without losing my marbles trying to keep up with everything. So! Perhaps down the road I can play a bigger role.
In the meantime, I've come up with a small one I think I can manage that won't derail the whole thing with my spotty posting times. That's IF you'll have me. :P
A land-based role, sort of come-and-go, not crucial to the big picture but still sort of useful, perhaps something like a tavern wench or brothel gal somewhere they frequent who collects and passes information to the crew an' captain. Maybe she WAS a part of the crew at some point. Or maybe she's being forced to do this? Blackmail?? I don't know. My knowledge of pirates ranges between Pirates of the Caribbean and Black Sails. :P But something tells me no matter her disposition, she wouldn't pass things along out of the goodness of her heart.
After some examination (and bouncing ideas with my good ol' friend, @JDolan) of my current offline schedule and the engagements I made prior to pouncing all over @TheIratePirate's pirate-y ideas, I've realized I can't contribute here on the scale I wanted to right now without losing my marbles trying to keep up with everything. So! Perhaps down the road I can play a bigger role.
In the meantime, I've come up with a small one I think I can manage that won't derail the whole thing with my spotty posting times. That's IF you'll have me. :P
A land-based role, sort of come-and-go, not crucial to the big picture but still sort of useful, perhaps something like a tavern wench or brothel gal somewhere they frequent who collects and passes information to the crew an' captain. Maybe she WAS a part of the crew at some point. Or maybe she's being forced to do this? Blackmail?? I don't know. My knowledge of pirates ranges between Pirates of the Caribbean and Black Sails. :P But something tells me no matter her disposition, she wouldn't pass things along out of the goodness of her heart.
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