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

Oh, I see. I learned something new today, lol

@ShwiggityShwah - accepted

@Haeo - in your abilities section you explain what your character can do in a technical sense, but the actual abilities aren´t specified. You can cast magic spells, but what sorts of magic spells? You can craft creatures, but what sorts of creatures? etc.

Also, it´d be nice if you could trim the amount of additions, most people have added one or a couple. Adding five more, one being an alternative magic system, is gonna complicate things a bit

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

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Tsubasa lazily stirred on her bed, woken by the sound of an idol song playing from her alarm clock at full blast. Like most things in her room, it was a tacky overload of bright colors, hearts, and anime characters. Her hand gently groped around the surface of her night stand, in no particular hurry to face the real world. Suddenly, her whole body froze.

Kazuto! Takizawa Kazuto! The cousin that she now lived with, the one her parents had spent the better part of a month comparing her to. It seemed that she couldn´t go five minutes without some behavior of hers being scrutinized because of him. Tsubasa´s first day of school hung ahead of her, and she was determined to stop their antics right in their tracks! Today… they’ll all see how much I’ve changed! They’ll see just what a cute idol girl can really do when she’s mature! Tsubasa realized that a stuffed animal had fallen on the ground, making her pick it up in a panic. "Oh no! Kirakira-chan!"

Tsubasa hopped out of bed while brainstorming of all the possible things she could do to leave an amazing first impression. The sound of a rumbling stomach cut what little progress she had made short, however, and she had settled on just wearing her uniform to breakfast. Someone with such overly messy tendencies couldn´t afford such a huge risk, yet her optimism blinded any trace of rationality. There was a lot left to do to get ready, with her unkempt hair being the most notable example, but just this was enough for her to feel satisfied. And so began her proud stomping towards the kitchen.

“Good morning Kazuto-chan.” she said. The natural energy of her voice was being masked by feminine grace taken from magazines and used with a severe lack of social awareness. She turned to her mom, who was making breakfast with a speed that only someone with years of experience was able to reach. “Good morning mom.”

She immediately stopped in her tracks, caught off guard by how normal her daughter was behaving. It was an unnerving experience. Was Tsubasa in the middle of doing something stupid again? “Uh huh. Good morning… Tsubasa.” Her daughter already had her uniform on. Strange. “Well she’s finally here now, so you can eat, Kazuto.”

Their breakfast was simple and traditional, consisting of white rice and salmon with miso soup. Tsubasa grimaced at the thought of a breakfast that wasn´t an omelet drowned in ketchup or even just toast. She shoved a clump of white rice into her mouth with determination, all in an attempt to keep the charade going. Being an adult is all about suffering! I can do this! The chewing movements that her mouth made reached a crescendo of speed before forcefully slowing down. A mature and proper girl wouldn't eat like this, no!

Her mother squinted at her in suspicion with a power that could have torn through metal. This sort of dynamic between a mother and her daughter must have been odd to witness, no doubt.

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

@A Lowly Wretch In the character’s gender, don’t you mean genderless rather than asexual?

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

this text is a place holder

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

sorry for the late-ish reply, a statistics project of mine figuratively sharted itself to death and now I have to redo the whole thing. Expect the first IC around tuesday-ish!

@Lord Orgasmo Not sure what you mean in the "weapon finesse" ability, this are pee isn´t going to use tabletop number stuff. Other than that though I like it, accepted!

@DarkHuntress accepted!

@Etranger ACCEPTED, SOLDIER

@A Lowly Wretch loving this concept, accepted!

@karkinos nice addition to da lore, accepted!

as for those in the WIP stage, take ur time bbys... *smooch*

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

hokumpocus handing out character sheets, 2018, colorized

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

THE CLOWN TOWN WELCOMES ALL, MY BOY

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

@Etranger OF COURSE I DO, SOLDIER *SALUTES*

THE OOC IS UP, SEXIES

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. Keep in mind that the DM of the game is known as an asshole within the tabletop community.)

I´m going to be very lax on the types of characters that will be allowed, avoid anything 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: Remember 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.)

Attack on Titan: Somnium [Closed]

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ELIF

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Elif looked at the quivering man before her. Any other person would have looked at his clammy skin and his baggy clothing in pity or even disgust, but to her she was the only family she had. She forcefully hugged him, as if trying to expel the fear from both of their bodies. He wasn't an affectionate person but understood what must have been going through her mind, and awkwardly wrapped his arms around her to reciprocate the action.

“Elif, we have to get to the docks, dear. It's the safest course of action to take.” he said. He spoke with a softer voice than usual. Was he talking to her as if she were a child as a way to comfort her? Was he terrified for the both of them and unable to raise his voice? Even he didn't quite know. The stray boulder had completely flattened out one of the frail little tents that her father conducted business in. She should have kept quiet, but her concern and curiosity took over.

“Was anyone… there?”

Her father's face, a diagram of wrinkles and grime, deepened and looked much older in an instant. She immediately bit her tongue at her carelessness. “A patient of mine…” he sighed, “she was an older woman with not much time left… but to die such a humiliating death…”

Elif understood that he was forcing himself to keep speaking and nodded sharply, letting him know that it was enough.

Both of them were roughly aware as to where the docks were and how they'd get there yet looked around in confusion. They were like a pair of barn animals who suddenly didn't have a fence around them and weren't sure what to think about it. Especially her father, who must have spent more than a decade following the same cramped routine in his tents. Elif noted that he was trying to keep a straight face, but it was obvious that he was even more clueless than she was. They filled two small knapsacks with basic medical supplies. None of it was particularly cheap, and showing up empty handed felt vulnerable to Elif and shameless to her father. They inspected the tents from the outside with vague expressions, like animals realizing how comfortable things like fences and restrictions could be.

"Elif, don't walk so fast." said her father. While at work he was able to use his duties as a way to shield himself from anything he didn't like. There was a tinge of frustration in his voice, half of it not directed at his daughter but rather at having been placed in a situation where he had to hint at his aging.

Elif saw him grow more and more annoyed and responded with a smirk of all things. "Hmm?... What happened to me never fetching the bandages fast enough?"

Her humorless father shook his head in comic disbelief, something that made her beam with pride. It felt good to joke around for a bit and ignore the tension at hand. They both jogged to the direction of the docks in a hurry. Many others did the same, so not knowing the exact path wasn't a problem for them.