That's fine! We can assume the call to arms was made with messengers and posted flyers at around the same time everywhere, so it makes sense folks might try to join up and form a hunting expedition. It's a good point to start from.
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Carapace Polisher
STATUS: so the actually grim stuff like incest fishing can just stay huh 5 yrs ago
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so the actually grim stuff like incest fishing can just stay huh
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does incest/paedo rp result in a ban as well? gee i sure hope so
Bio
Hi, I'm Anders and I've been roleplaying for a solid few years. I've found myself with a lot more free time than usual due to the lockdown (and I already had a lot) so I'm here looking for some roleplay.
I don't bite, so feel free to slide into my DMs about anything and everything.
I'm 26 and would prefer to play with other players over 18. I will not play one-on-one with you if you are under 18. I don't generally find myself roleplaying NSFW content, but I prefer hanging out with other adults. It's nothing personal.
I have Discord. You can ask for it but if you are under 18 I will not add you.
I don't bite, so feel free to slide into my DMs about anything and everything.
I'm 26 and would prefer to play with other players over 18. I will not play one-on-one with you if you are under 18. I don't generally find myself roleplaying NSFW content, but I prefer hanging out with other adults. It's nothing personal.
I have Discord. You can ask for it but if you are under 18 I will not add you.
GENRES
Fantasy/High Fantasy | Sci-Fi | Superhero | Jamjar | Probably anything else if it's cool enough
FANDOMS
Digimon | MLP (haha yeah) | Furry (haha YEAH) | Storm Hawks (kudos if you remember this and all the potential it had for a setting) | Many!
YES
Characters forming deep bonds over time (friends and enemies!), comedy and drama, feel free to make friends with me OOC
NO THANK YOU
Excessive gore, noncon, Trauma Conga Line with no happiness at the end of the tunnel
LOOKING FOR
Small group or 1x1, paragraph style.
I don't worry about whether other people's characters are "Mary Sues" - I just care about whether the roleplay is enjoyable. You can have as many devil/angel wings as you want, man, just make it interesting for me as well as for you. Let my character share the spotlight too. It all boils down to remembering that if you wanted to write a novel, you'd be writing a novel. Remember you're creating this story with others, not alone - you came here to roleplay with me, and that means giving me reasonable space on the canvas to roleplay in a way that's fun for all of us.
I'm LGBTQ+ friendly.
Also, I realise my username looks kind of off in a roleplay forum. Too bad! I use it everywhere. It was originally based on the "godmode" cheat code you could enter into some video games to muck about unhindered, and being in a good mood/of good spirits.
Fantasy/High Fantasy | Sci-Fi | Superhero | Jamjar | Probably anything else if it's cool enough
FANDOMS
Digimon | MLP (haha yeah) | Furry (haha YEAH) | Storm Hawks (kudos if you remember this and all the potential it had for a setting) | Many!
YES
Characters forming deep bonds over time (friends and enemies!), comedy and drama, feel free to make friends with me OOC
NO THANK YOU
Excessive gore, noncon, Trauma Conga Line with no happiness at the end of the tunnel
LOOKING FOR
Small group or 1x1, paragraph style.
I don't worry about whether other people's characters are "Mary Sues" - I just care about whether the roleplay is enjoyable. You can have as many devil/angel wings as you want, man, just make it interesting for me as well as for you. Let my character share the spotlight too. It all boils down to remembering that if you wanted to write a novel, you'd be writing a novel. Remember you're creating this story with others, not alone - you came here to roleplay with me, and that means giving me reasonable space on the canvas to roleplay in a way that's fun for all of us.
I'm LGBTQ+ friendly.
Also, I realise my username looks kind of off in a roleplay forum. Too bad! I use it everywhere. It was originally based on the "godmode" cheat code you could enter into some video games to muck about unhindered, and being in a good mood/of good spirits.
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A note: (folks are already doing this, which is great!) it's worth saying if you guys could more or less begin the story as a grouped unit, that would be really helpful to ease us all into the story.
You can decide with each other whether characters know each other or not, but even if they're strangers I'd like for everyone to begin the journey together for the moment. (If you guys want to split the party and start wandering off into the night later on, you may do so! It's just for the moment so I can shake off the dust and everyone can start getting to know each other.)
If it helps, a convenient hook for anyone who's stuck: a gaggle of strangers who are headed the same way through a dangerous area might think it's wiser and safer to keep pace and travel together.
A sidenote: I accidentally wrote "North Mile" instead of "North Road" in the IC intro post, because I was tired and coffee wired and I forgot to edit all my notes. It's fixed now. Let's all pretend I'm functional. B^)
Sorry for the double post, wanted to make sure players definitely saw this one.
You can decide with each other whether characters know each other or not, but even if they're strangers I'd like for everyone to begin the journey together for the moment. (If you guys want to split the party and start wandering off into the night later on, you may do so! It's just for the moment so I can shake off the dust and everyone can start getting to know each other.)
If it helps, a convenient hook for anyone who's stuck: a gaggle of strangers who are headed the same way through a dangerous area might think it's wiser and safer to keep pace and travel together.
A sidenote: I accidentally wrote "North Mile" instead of "North Road" in the IC intro post, because I was tired and coffee wired and I forgot to edit all my notes. It's fixed now. Let's all pretend I'm functional. B^)
Sorry for the double post, wanted to make sure players definitely saw this one.
@Inkarnate Accepted as we discussed! You may post your sheet in the Characters section and join in with the IC whenever you're ready.
Welcome and nice to meet you! I'm quite new too but people have been really helpful so far, so don't be afraid to reach out if you need anything!
☀️SUNNY
Since Sunny stepped through the classroom door, they had been having the most boring detention of the term.
The other students might recognise Sunny as a detention regular - if by nothing else, then the way they had arrived five minutes early and made a beeline for a particular desk.
They had been warned twice already by Mr. Fujo to stop fiddling with erasers and do some work, and since then Sunny had been methodically adding to a rather intricate series of blind etchings in the underside of the table with the pointy end of a pair of compasses. The steady scribbling noise was just about muffled enough to make it sound like Sunny was actually catching up with the practice test they'd brought in. Other than an occasional glare down at the sheet, they had no intention of making themselves look any more foolish. The test remained untouched.
The unnatural warmth of an untouched yet overheating calculator under their hand caught their attention first. Then the jarring feeling of the shaking ground was at once terrifying and incredibly exciting, and Sunny's hands grasped fervently at the edges of the desk as they sat bolt upright and stared around, debating whether to dive for cover - and finally, following the cues of the other detentionees, Sunny peered over their shoulder.
The inexplicable white light had a pull like nothing else. All thoughts of earthquake safety faded. Slowly, Sunny rose from their seat.
"Anyone else see that? Wait - wait, are you guys really-!?"
...But Estelle was already forward-marching. Sunny spared a bewildered stare around the room, noted the unconscious form of Mr. Fujo, and then all of a sudden their mouth dropped slightly open and seemed to chew thoughtfully on the words before anything came out.
"Is... Is he okay?" They watched the other student go to check, and when Kuroko looked relieved, Sunny decided that was that. "...Nobody tell him, right?"
As they watched the students begin to wander into the light at the back of the room, Sunny figured there definitely wasn't a precedent in the school rules about this. And if there was no precedent, maybe there was no rule against it. The others sure seemed confident.
Sunny kicked their chair back, swung their bag onto their shoulder, and took off jogging into the light. "Wait! Wait, wait! This is crazy, wait for me-!"
☀️IMPMON
Somewhere in the library, a Digimon anxiously pulled book after book off the shelves.
Most were tossed over the shoulder, dropped in disgust, or shoved more or less back into place. Nothing here was what the Digimon was looking for. At this point, he wasn't even sure what he ought to be hunting, but he'd know it when he saw it, surely! He had a plan, even if that plan right now was just to research. That was at least something. Better than wandering lost in a library he didn't recognise. He'd had quite enough of that.
Impmon pulled a particularly hefty tome from the shelf.
A flash of orange hair passed behind the empty space behind it, and the Digimon froze.
It took another few seconds or so of peering at the human between the shelves and listening to the others chatter before Impmon dared to speak up.
"Hey!" he hissed. "Psst! You!"
The ginger human turned. Stared at the creature peering at them from halfway behind a shelf corner. Raised an eyebrow and gave a very, very familiar, very confused, lopsided grin.
They glanced around, blinking, and then managed to match the voice to the creature. The grin widened. "I'm dreaming, right?"
For a split second, Impmon almost looked disappointed. He folded his arms haughtily. "Probably not. Are you looking for a picture book or something?" He paused, and tilted his head. "You, uh, look different. Did you Digivolve?"
"Haha, what? Picture book?" There was a long pause. Sunny's grin melted off their face and was replaced with a look of disbelief. "You're him. You're the kitty orb."
Impmon opened his mouth to speak, but was cut short as the human bolted the distance between them and roughly scooped him up, spinning on their heel and beaming like a maniac.
"Holy shit! It's been ten years! I almost thought I was wrong!"
"Wha-? Gah!"
They tucked him under one arm like a sack and used the other arm to wave excitedly at the others. The heavy book Impmon had been clutching was shaken loose and fell noisily to the floor as he began struggling to extricate himself.
"Guys! Look! I know this little guy!"
Since Sunny stepped through the classroom door, they had been having the most boring detention of the term.
The other students might recognise Sunny as a detention regular - if by nothing else, then the way they had arrived five minutes early and made a beeline for a particular desk.
They had been warned twice already by Mr. Fujo to stop fiddling with erasers and do some work, and since then Sunny had been methodically adding to a rather intricate series of blind etchings in the underside of the table with the pointy end of a pair of compasses. The steady scribbling noise was just about muffled enough to make it sound like Sunny was actually catching up with the practice test they'd brought in. Other than an occasional glare down at the sheet, they had no intention of making themselves look any more foolish. The test remained untouched.
The unnatural warmth of an untouched yet overheating calculator under their hand caught their attention first. Then the jarring feeling of the shaking ground was at once terrifying and incredibly exciting, and Sunny's hands grasped fervently at the edges of the desk as they sat bolt upright and stared around, debating whether to dive for cover - and finally, following the cues of the other detentionees, Sunny peered over their shoulder.
The inexplicable white light had a pull like nothing else. All thoughts of earthquake safety faded. Slowly, Sunny rose from their seat.
"Anyone else see that? Wait - wait, are you guys really-!?"
...But Estelle was already forward-marching. Sunny spared a bewildered stare around the room, noted the unconscious form of Mr. Fujo, and then all of a sudden their mouth dropped slightly open and seemed to chew thoughtfully on the words before anything came out.
"Is... Is he okay?" They watched the other student go to check, and when Kuroko looked relieved, Sunny decided that was that. "...Nobody tell him, right?"
As they watched the students begin to wander into the light at the back of the room, Sunny figured there definitely wasn't a precedent in the school rules about this. And if there was no precedent, maybe there was no rule against it. The others sure seemed confident.
Sunny kicked their chair back, swung their bag onto their shoulder, and took off jogging into the light. "Wait! Wait, wait! This is crazy, wait for me-!"
☀️IMPMON
Somewhere in the library, a Digimon anxiously pulled book after book off the shelves.
Most were tossed over the shoulder, dropped in disgust, or shoved more or less back into place. Nothing here was what the Digimon was looking for. At this point, he wasn't even sure what he ought to be hunting, but he'd know it when he saw it, surely! He had a plan, even if that plan right now was just to research. That was at least something. Better than wandering lost in a library he didn't recognise. He'd had quite enough of that.
Impmon pulled a particularly hefty tome from the shelf.
A flash of orange hair passed behind the empty space behind it, and the Digimon froze.
It took another few seconds or so of peering at the human between the shelves and listening to the others chatter before Impmon dared to speak up.
"Hey!" he hissed. "Psst! You!"
The ginger human turned. Stared at the creature peering at them from halfway behind a shelf corner. Raised an eyebrow and gave a very, very familiar, very confused, lopsided grin.
They glanced around, blinking, and then managed to match the voice to the creature. The grin widened. "I'm dreaming, right?"
For a split second, Impmon almost looked disappointed. He folded his arms haughtily. "Probably not. Are you looking for a picture book or something?" He paused, and tilted his head. "You, uh, look different. Did you Digivolve?"
"Haha, what? Picture book?" There was a long pause. Sunny's grin melted off their face and was replaced with a look of disbelief. "You're him. You're the kitty orb."
Impmon opened his mouth to speak, but was cut short as the human bolted the distance between them and roughly scooped him up, spinning on their heel and beaming like a maniac.
"Holy shit! It's been ten years! I almost thought I was wrong!"
"Wha-? Gah!"
They tucked him under one arm like a sack and used the other arm to wave excitedly at the others. The heavy book Impmon had been clutching was shaken loose and fell noisily to the floor as he began struggling to extricate himself.
"Guys! Look! I know this little guy!"
@Rune_Alchemist @Pyromania99 That's so cool! It's been a long time since I did forum play, haven't seen it done like that before. 💛
(Sorry, I'm new to the Guild!) Are @Rune_Alchemist and @Pyromania99 collaborating? :^0
@Stitches Everything looks perfectly in order. Love her backstory too! You're accepted, feel free to post in the Character page and join in when you're ready.
Giggling at how everyone's elegant faceclaims look so lovely and polished and then there's my Goofball Cartoon Kid over there looking like they're about to order Acme products to catch a roadrunner
I'm happy however the group forms/splits/etc, count me as a "Don't Mind Either Way". :^)
I'm happy however the group forms/splits/etc, count me as a "Don't Mind Either Way". :^)
I froze. At first, because the hand was unexpected, and then because a creeping dread curled its way down my spine as I slowly turned my head to see the thing towering over me. Bones and shade did not belong in a shape like this except in nightmares - even without my memories, I knew this was certain.
And yet... My shield was gone, my desperate attempts to make myself useful had failed, and I had no reason to fight. All of a sudden, even though I was free of that empty space I'd been lost in earlier, I was not free of my fears. And to those, no skeletal creature could compare. So far I was unnoticed, stripped of purpose (had I any to begin with?) and unable to do so much as help console a pair of children.
But this thing, whatever it was, knew I was there. And the dread began to fall away.
I studied its skeletal face and the gleaming points of light that made up its eyes, took a deep breath... and now that I was able, I thought clearly about what it had said.
"I don't want to be consumed. To be gone." The words came easily, though my voice shook. "But they're children. They need someone. What can I do-?"
Before I could finish, my eyes caught a new shape just beyond the roiling blackness of this thing's ghastly cloak. I tilted my head, leaned a little, and stared.
There was some strange familiarity there. I didn't dare to move, not with this creature's hand steadying my shoulder, but I raised my arm in the hesitant beginnings of a greeting. I wasn't afraid. As long as this thing knew me, or seemed to know me, I'd stand firm.
And yet... My shield was gone, my desperate attempts to make myself useful had failed, and I had no reason to fight. All of a sudden, even though I was free of that empty space I'd been lost in earlier, I was not free of my fears. And to those, no skeletal creature could compare. So far I was unnoticed, stripped of purpose (had I any to begin with?) and unable to do so much as help console a pair of children.
But this thing, whatever it was, knew I was there. And the dread began to fall away.
I studied its skeletal face and the gleaming points of light that made up its eyes, took a deep breath... and now that I was able, I thought clearly about what it had said.
"I don't want to be consumed. To be gone." The words came easily, though my voice shook. "But they're children. They need someone. What can I do-?"
Before I could finish, my eyes caught a new shape just beyond the roiling blackness of this thing's ghastly cloak. I tilted my head, leaned a little, and stared.
There was some strange familiarity there. I didn't dare to move, not with this creature's hand steadying my shoulder, but I raised my arm in the hesitant beginnings of a greeting. I wasn't afraid. As long as this thing knew me, or seemed to know me, I'd stand firm.
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