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Roleplay about being trapped inside a roleplay: Adventures from the Place Holder

Im thinking about giving the interest check two more days~ish before the ooc is up atm 🤔

Roleplay about being trapped inside a roleplay: Adventures from the Place Holder

Oh, sorry about that. Was trying to be brief but should have included that.

The DM is a bit of a “that guy”. He’s kind of dumb and kind of an asshole, but never enough to where you would stop roleplaying with him. He lives with his parents in a pretty roomy house, so he’s the guy in the group who hosts stuff 80% of the time, another reason why he hasn’t been kicked out yet.

DM guy, or Craig as he’s named, is a show off and impulse buys a lot of roleplay materials without actually knowing how to use them. The roleplay starts off on a day where he’s bought a very intricate and very difficult book and has decided to start crowdfunding ideas after realizing that he’s bitten off more than he can chew with being a DM.

Roleplay about being trapped inside a roleplay: Adventures from the Place Holder

@soren

sola is right, to be specific I’m referring to this part of the character sheet:

The DM was terrible at his job and let everyone toss their own ideas into this mess. What poorly thought out ideas did you contribute?: (Maybe a strange country, or a form of magic, or an artifact, or a legendary person. Have fun with this.)

to better represent the theme of “friends who made an awful rp for funsies but are now trapped in it whoops”

Roleplay about being trapped inside a roleplay: Adventures from the Place Holder

@Lord Orgasmo

welcome back bby

Roleplay about being trapped inside a roleplay: Adventures from the Place Holder

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You woke up surrounded by a myriad of trees in all directions. Around you, faces that you find strangely familiar are sprawled across the leaf covered ground. You were just playing a tabletop game with your friends a moment ago, what the hell was going on?

And that's when you approached a nearby pond and let out a shriek. You were your character. The one you hastily put together. The one who was a test subject for the new and experimental campaign your DM put together. What the hell? What the hell?!! Turning around you realize that the blur of bodies are also characters from the roleplay. And judging by their equally terrified reactions, you're not alone in this mess. Adventures from The Place Holder, that's what that idiot called this campaign. He was terrible at coming up with names and begged everyone to pitch in. It wasn't limited to names either, as you clearly remember everyone having input several rules into the game. You freeze in horror, recalling all of the untested hombrew rules, all of the comedic ones, the ones that made the game stupidly and bewilderingly difficult.

Of course, your memory wasn't perfect, and it was his campaign and not yours. Surely he had to have them all jotted down somewhere. So you called out his name. And then you called out his character's. And then you realized that everybody was here except for him, the only person with even half a clue as to what the hell this world consisted of. Shit.

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Adventures from the Place Holder is a roleplay that takes place inside of a fantasy world, one where everyone and everything is hunting down reality warping artifacts known as Place Holders. Expect a general lighthearted tone that doesn't take itself seriously at all. Finding your former dungeon master is your initial goal, but things will take interesting turns during your journey. In order to spice things up, this roleplay will also feature a system where every player will get to contribute something to the world. Also the moist and sultry lordorgasmo came up with this idea not me

Rules

• The standard rules from roleplayerguild. Don't be rude to others OOC, be active, inform me if you're going to drop out, etc.
• Crass behavior is obviously allowed due to the nature of this roleplay, but I will ask that you avoid stepping into overly edgy/offensive territory.
• Don't create overpowered characters, don't metagame, don't godmod.
• Romance is allowed but this is a christian website don't get horny in my roleplay please and thank you

Character Sheet

True Name:

True age:

True gender:

True appearance: 2D only, please

True personality: A couple of paragraphs.

Reason for having attended the game: (Did your sibling drag you along? Did you respond to a misleading ad online? Are you just a regular ol' friend of the DM? etc.)

I´m going to be lax on the types of characters that will be allowed. Just nothing science fiction-y or too abstract, alright?

Character´s name:

Character´s age:

Character´s gender:

Character´s appearance: Anything that´s not a photograph is fair game.

Character´s background and lore: A couple of paragraphs.

Character´s abilities: Keep in mind that you’re going to start off weak at first.

The DM was terrible at his job and let everyone toss their own ideas into this mess. What poorly thought out ideas did you contribute?: (Maybe a strange country, or a form of magic, or an artifact, or a legendary person. Have fun with this.)

HokumPocus´ crackhead gallery

Adventures from the Place Holder

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You woke up surrounded by a myriad of trees in all directions. Around you, faces that you find strangely familiar are sprawled across the leaf covered ground. You were just playing a tabletop game with your friends a moment ago, what the hell was going on?

And that's when you approached a nearby pond and let out a shriek. You were your character. The one you hastily put together. The one who was a test subject for the new and experimental campaign your DM put together. What the hell? What the hell?!! Turning around you realize that the blur of bodies are also characters from the roleplay. And judging by their equally terrified reactions, you're not alone in this mess. Adventures from The Place Holder, that's what that idiot called this campaign. He was terrible at coming up with names and begged everyone to pitch in. It wasn't limited to names either, as you clearly remember everyone having input several rules into the game. You freeze in horror, recalling all of the untested hombrew rules, all of the comedic ones, the ones that made the game stupidly and bewilderingly difficult.

Of course, your memory wasn't perfect, and it was his campaign and not yours. Surely he had to have them all jotted down somewhere. So you called out his name. And then you called out his character's. And then you realized that everybody was here except for him, the only person with even half a clue as to what the hell this world consisted of. Shit.

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Adventures from the Place Holder is a roleplay that takes place inside of a fantasy world, one where everyone and everything is hunting down reality warping artifacts known as Place Holders. Expect a general lighthearted tone that doesn't take itself seriously at all. Finding your former dungeon master is your initial goal, but things will take interesting turns during your journey. In order to spice things up, this roleplay will also feature a system where every player will get to contribute something to the world. Also the moist and sultry lordorgasmo came up with this idea not me

Rules

• The standard rules from roleplayerguild. Don't be rude to others OOC, be active, inform me if you're going to drop out, etc.
• Crass behavior is obviously allowed due to the nature of this roleplay, but I will ask that you avoid stepping into overly edgy/offensive territory.
• Don't create overpowered characters, don't metagame, don't godmod.
• Romance is allowed but this is a christian website don't get horny in my roleplay please and thank you

Character Sheet

True Name:

True age:

True gender:

True appearance: 2D only, please

True personality: A couple of paragraphs.

Reason for having attended the game: (Did your sibling drag you along? Did you respond to a misleading ad online? Are you just a regular ol' friend of the DM? etc.)

I´m going to be lax on the types of characters that will be allowed. Just nothing science fiction-y or too abstract, alright?

Character´s name:

Character´s age:

Character´s gender:

Character´s appearance: Anything that´s not a photograph is fair game.

Character´s background and lore: A couple of paragraphs.

Character´s abilities: Keep in mind that you’re going to start off weak at first.

The DM was terrible at his job and let everyone toss their own ideas into this mess. What poorly thought out ideas did you contribute?: (Maybe a strange country, or a form of magic, or an artifact, or a legendary person. Have fun with this.)

A Shipping Thread

can I ship the 1x1 erp forum with the arena forum? Enemies to lovers, KYAAA!!!~ 😍😍😍

Zmija Sebastian's Introduction.

Weclome to the guild, nice to finally see someone acknowledge runescape in here LOL

The Five Senses

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Octavio had been halfway across the bridge until he decided that he couldn't take it anymore. His party members, both the ones that he had met at the inn and several newer ones, were quarreling with one another. There were even threats of stabbing each other, for crying out loud! Having opted to simply cross the bridge and do not much else felt rational. He didn't like that one bit. He also disliked the idea of one of his meat shields dying before being of any use to him, so such heavy disputes would have to be stopped.

He dramatically cleared his throat to demand attention and then began to cough from having agitated all the smoke that was being inhaled by his lungs. He coughed very nobly and gracefully, a product of his job. The ambient noises of general destruction swallowed the noise up, so his efforts went to waste, anyways.

One of the new additions to the party was a spirited woman with an interesting manner of speaking. He politely waited for her to finish before finally joining in on the conversation. "Ah, this is wonderful! More allies to aid us in our journey!" Octavio's words were loud and bold. They usually were only bold, but the volume was absolutely necessary when you factored in distance and screams of the dying.

"Now now, speeches are the food and drink of the soul! However... we must escape as soon as possible! Even power as divine as ours won't last forever under such circumstances!" He made a motion with his hands and spread them, an act that highlighted his exaggeratedly dignified mannerisms and the backdrop of total chaos happening around them. Lynx had crossed the bridge entirely and stoically ignored the idiocy of his travelling companion. He silently predicted to himself that Octavio would attempt to intervene, but was pleasantly surprised at him. Such a short speech, (mostly) free of convoluted and dramatic mannerisms?

What little trace of pride that the familiar had vanished the moment Octavio bowed in front of their group, however.

"I would also like for all present to please forgive me. A gentleman such as myself should first and formost begin with an introduction. My name is Octavio Grayeye, and I wish for a fortunate journey for all of us on this dark and bizarre night."

He saw no point in lying after Gin revealed is name to his team so directly. Lynx rolled his eyes.

Octavio resumed crossing the bridge without waiting for a response. He didn't want his teammates to kill each other, but distrust always made his job easier. To just have walked away and ignored the tension would be a cowardly first impression, and he knew better than anyone else about the benefits of first impressions. He once again held off on flirting with the woman, as just like with Karina, her personality implied that she would probably rearrange his spinal cord if he tried anything funny.

HokumPocus´ crackhead gallery

HERALD

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Since ancient civilization angels have existed throughout the world, the passage of time eroding their image into nothing more than fair skinned maidens of human virtue. Make no mistake however, and assume that this is the truth. They are logic-defying and eye-searing agglomerations of man and material incapable of emotion or independent thought. They follow every command their superior ordains no matter how cruel or violent the outcome. In the present time it is not uncommon to renounce all belief in the supernatural. It is also not uncommon to develop an obsession with HERALD.

HERALD is the most popular game in the world, with millions of ravenous players across every spot of land on the planet. To call it just a card game is to disrespect the thousands of academies founded with the sole goal of creating the best generation of players possible.

The standard way to play HERALD is with cardboard cards, each player jotting down however much damage is taken until it reaches zero. There is, however, a second way. A form of combat so mesmerizing that it has usurped every other sport on earth. Players submit to a machine known as a guardian angel, where they can enter another world and take part in real time virtual battles against one another. These special combat matches are known as tests of faith and have severely modified rulesets. The equipment required for it is expensive and the cards are made out of stranger and thinner materials that give them irridescent and near indestructable properties. Injuries to your true body can and will occur.

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Within the city of Clearwater lies an academy dedicated to teaching students to become the world´s most powerful heralds. Every inch of the building’s brutalist architecture is constructed out of bare concrete and made to intimidate. Duel arenas the size of high school auditoriums are constructed with the sole purpose of battle. Student meals posess an uncanny resemblance to military rations and the teachers are renown for their merciless methods in education.

Due to a combination of raw talent and genetic disposition towards accepting the guardian angels, you have been singled out and selected as part of an elite team of heralds for reasons shrouded in mystery. You are partway through high school and are astonished at having caught the attention of world renown researchers. You are expected to comply with their strange demands, all while bonding with your fellow students and trying to find out who you really are. The way these strange men fawn over your kind exceeds standard curiosity. What do you believe in?

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The capacities of human beings when engaging in tests of faith are separated into three distinct groups.

Heart- The guardian angel will greatly numb the pain transmitted to your brain. The natural instinct of the human brain is to reject the guardian angel's intrusive protection, meaning that the less a brain resists the more it is protected against pain and all unpleasant sensations. It is the most favored of the three.

Mind- Being connected wears out the mind just as much as the body. It is the capacity to not only survive, but thrive when connected to a server and faced with overwhelming odds. The amount of time you can spend traversing a landscape at peak conditions and the amount of time you can continue to invoke assistance without faltering are both a measure of the mind.

Light- Your potential to affect the environment. Your proficiency in invocations, which will affect the maximum complexity and severity of the actions that you perform.

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This is, essentially, an anime high school battle roleplay. I've seen people attempt card game roleplays before, usually struggling due to the overbearing need to stick to whatever complicated rules they have set up. In response to this, I've just removed most of them while still attempting to preserve the charm of card games, sort of. You will be a high school student in this school and will get to design your own deck around whatever theme you see fit. In order to preserve everybody's sanity, decks won't typically have more than five or so cards. A bigger plot will begin to unfold as you begin to uncover the secrets surrounding you.