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8 yrs ago
I am Spartacus!
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9 yrs ago
"Stay awhile and listen!"
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9 yrs ago
God bless.
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10 yrs ago
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10 yrs ago
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I'm not really a bird.

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Where did I play,
A land of twisted branches,
A kingdom of clay,
A swamp of memories,
A never-ending day,

Where did I run,
Across the dawn,
Through the sun,
Across the sky,
Through laughs and fun,

Where did I walk,
Pristine grass green,
White cliffs of chalk,
Pools of sky so blue,
Orchard stones that talk,

Where did I sit,
By the gates of silver,
Near endless pit,
By forever horizon,
You may remember it.

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Jeremiah stared blankly at the brown drink in front of him. The recognizable throat burning smell of cheap whiskey rose from the fake crystal glass as well as every exhale that fogged it. His body slumped and refused to move when the largest of the rag-tag crew he found himself seated with excused himself from the stools accompanying the bar in favor of a jukebox, God help them all.

In total Jeremiah portrayed a broken man whose bounty had just slipped through his fingers just as he formed a first around it, and truth be told he was upset, but not as upset as he wanted to be. He couldn’t help but find a fuzzy itch pop up now and again across his psyche or a tickle under his skin. While the massive high of the drugs swimming through his veins had passed a few hours ago, they still managed to warm his tender body with heated pulses. He held a tight grasp on his lucidity and he clearly recognized the agony of the situation but even then he couldn’t help betray a whimsical smirk, one easily mistaken for optimism rather than remnants of controlled substances.

Taking another sip from his cup the liquor skidded down his throat with a certain acidity that kept his attention away from the smudged lip stain on the other side of the glass, one he recognized as neither his own or clean. The alcohol quickly blazed around his empty stomach and he felt the cheap booze mingle with his high, causing him to suddenly squirm in his seat; a mild reaction. Had this whiskey been chasing a new capsule of the drug he knew as β€˜Joy’ down his throat, he knew all too well the results would be violently unpleasant for those around him, but that would hardly be the whiskey’s fault.

He let his light green eyes scan his fellow bounty hunters. He had been working with them for longer than he wanted to count, and he knew every one of them as much as a fallen leaf knew a pond: not much. It was better that way, he smiled warmly at his glass, a sense of euphoria washing over his head, there was a certain bliss to ignorance, and a peace to quiet.

Thud!

Unfortunately bliss and peace never lasted. Jeremiah looked down and frowned at his plastic glass as it rolled away on the floor, a tiny puddle of brown following it. He had little idea of how it ended up there, but he was sure glad the owners were cheap enough to settle for the shatter-proof plastic glasses; heroes every one of them.

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I once wallowed in a swamp for thirteen days and fourteen nights. The mission was simple, at least that's what they told me.

First post will be up tonight or tomorrow afternoon. Thank you all for your patience once again.
Also, now seems a good time to bring up the discord question; Should we have one? It makes character building what if's and chatting easier, but diminishes the thread's post bumping and always ends up excluding the one guy never in the chat.


I hope this gives you the answers you seek.
OOC is about done. Will post soon.


Or it will be your head!
@deadbeatwalking Don't you be poppin in and out there on me, Mr. T!
Eudaz stronk, mukkalukka!


Choopah choopah!
We're aiming for next week. In the meantime feel free to visit our discord channel. Link is at the bottom of the thread.
@Captain Marvel


I want it now.

-Formatting & Presentation. Make it look good and you're more likely to get folks to come along.
-Organization. Make your information easy to follow. Don't put too much detail in and swamp gents, and put enough in so people know what to expect. Having a character sheet together from a start lets people start up ideas early and draws a little more interest sometimes.
-Trends. New movie came out that's big and mainstream? You might get some 'cheap interest' by catering to that. Survivability of such a roleplay may vary.
-Original angles are nice, but sometimes it's just a matter of making the original concept look decent. Trying to be 'incredibly original' for the sake of being original and unique can result in your idea being so odd that people can't properly connect to it.

Note that, while it's important to get a group together in the first place, the real shit job of a leader here is keeping that group alive, interested, and posting so it doesn't die in 3 weeks or over that duration at some point.


I was more or less going to give a lower quality piece of advice that when polished, refined and well thought out, would be this but with fewer points... do as this says.

BUT here is a little trick: make the Interest Check short and sweet, and leave the immersion details for the OOC or when you have piqued people's interest. Allure them first, then give them the meal... it's like chasing a rabbit.
@Utrax



my only complaint is who pairs pepperoni with mayo and ketchup.
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