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    1. Impaqt 10 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current All moved in! Now to unpack! I don't plan on moving from here for a LONG time. Maybe even a good place to start a family????
9 yrs ago
Signing the lease for my new house!!!
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9 yrs ago
Writing with stardust.
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9 yrs ago
Apologies to those that have been waiting on me. Been out on business for the past month. I'll be back the first week of August.
9 yrs ago
Mocha espresso, writing, and laundry before work. Praying for a short work night.
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Interest:
Section: Casual or Advanced
Themes: War, Gritty and Dark, Slight Fantasy, SteamPunk, Modern
Dislikes: Fandom, Cannon, Sci-Fi, High Fantasy


Current Roleplays:
Arena HQ Lobby
Nexus of Worlds Tournament
NoW Tournament Round 1- Impaqt vs. GreviousKhan

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Arena Points:1100
Arena Wins:1
Arena Ties:0
Arena Loses:0

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@ImportantNobody As in submitting entries into the guild contest written by someone else, but claiming it is yours and winning, even though you put in absolutely zero work.
Whatever happened to Terminal and his new arena's? You guys always scare off folks. This is why Arena never has much interest. :K


I think Terminal had other concerns atm. Making new contest rules involving plagiarism and such. I miss when you could actually take people at their word.
@Descartes Posted. Been planning that from the start. Talk about lighting The City of Lights up.
As Rodrigo's hand fell toward the woman's head, Mason reacted without a second thought. He couldn't save either of them, but it didn't matter any more. Rage ran through his bones, but his mind held a sense of cold logicality. His fingers along with his bow, twisted and turned as Mason lined up his shots. His opponent hadn't realized it, but he'd already been setting this battle up since the go. Flows of color were already shifting into place.

Lines from his Ultraviolet prism stretched through the forest in various angles. The purpose of this would allow him to control his shots with more agility and pattern. The lines snapped into place, pointing not at Rodrigo directly, but at the small holes in a wall of yellow prism that now formed around the mad man. A near impenetrable force restricting the man that he had been working at. His intention had been to capture, but at this point, he knew that wasn't going to fly. Even with the most absurd strength, the wall would hold just long enough for...

At a single snap, 9 arrows fled from Mason's bow, following a trajectory defined by the ultraviolet lines. Had he not had the lines already in place, there would be no way he'd be able to shoot so many arrows with such accuracy. However, in this case, the arrows flew towards the small entry holes in the yellow prism cage. 5 into the cage, and 4, surrounding the cage, in case the man miraculously escaped narrowly in time. Mason's plan didn't finish there though.

The ultraviolet arrows cut through the holes in the cage, threatening to cut deep into Rodrigo. Unbeknown to his opponent though, the ultraviolet, although solid was not quite strong enough to resist that much of an impact. Sure they'd cut the man, leaving some harsh wounds, but the real blow was within the arrows. A small wall of ultraviolet was all the separated the red goo of Red Prism and a crystal of Infa-red Prism. Once the arrows hit the man, the inside of the yellow cage, or the outsides of the cage, Kaboom! The explosion of reacting reds would be devastating. Not only to the man, but to the yellow wall. The wall, ignited in flame, would return to it's gas state causing an ever larger explosion. Enough to disintegrate his opponent, and unfortunately the girl.

He knew he was crossing some lines here, but witnessing the madness inside the man's head, he held no doubt that he was doing what was necessary. Still, he grimaced as the arrows arrived at their destination. He is a hunter and tactician before anything else. He'd do what was necessary to make the mark, even if he hated himself for it. He was glad his plan went so smoothly. If only he could have saved them though. He waited, sensing the area for any signs of life. A stream of yellow prism coming to life around him, just in case.
I was not involved in that particular RPGC, but it would seem only fair to me to see @RomanAria and @Ellri receive credit for first place. Aleister Crowley had a wonderful piece that is definitely worth some props, but he is not a member of Guild. (Or at least that I'm aware of anyways.) And he certainly didn't voluntarily enter into the contest. No, that winning title belong rightfully to the two mentioned. The bonuses, I don't feel are a big deal to take a look at. I suppose if someone really wanted to, taking a re-look at the contest could be a thing, but there is no doubt in my mind that those two deserve the Winning title for RPGC #2.

I'm not sure there is a lot more that can be done to prevent plagiarism than to simply check for it. And not just you guys. It's hard telling where something might have come from, and a Google check might not always bring something up. mdk might google it and nothing come up, but someone else might just recognize it from something else. The Contest Mods are in charge of running the contest, but it's up to all of us as a community to be resilient and make sure to keep each other in check so that we can grow as a prosperous community. Nothing about this really works without a large group of involvement. Whether that be entering the contest, reviewing, or stepping up if you see something fishy going on. That's really all there is to it. I'm sure the person involved in this would have been caught eventually, whether by me or someone else that felt something was off.

I know you and the rest of the crew are beating yourselves up about it, mdk, but it happens. Terminal even sent me a very embarrassed message of thanks for finding it, and they aren't even involved with RPGC, but the other contest. But you guys don't really need to worry about it. You're doing your job to the best of your ability, and yes, this was something that was overlooked, but we know better now. Sadly, not everyone can be trusted. You guys have still been doing a wonderful job in organizing wonderful contest. What are people going to blame you for? Being Human? Like I said, these things happen. Plagiarism is just one way people can cheat. We just need to be watchful and vigilant. All of us. There is no need to beat yourselves up over it. Just continue to be mindful and bringing us awesome contest that we enjoy! :D
@Impaqt All participants are strongly encouraged to write reviews for other participants. Regarding the other issue, might I ask what it is? I may be able to help rectify it as well.


PMing You
I messaged mdk an Issue I seen. Actually with both this one and a previous RPGC, as well. I hope it's dealt with swiftly. All in all though, some awesome entries. I actually managed to read through them all. My eyes hurt now though. Haha. What is the rules on participants reviewing other participants? Should we? Or should we not? Just curious. Thanks to those that take the time to read mine! :D
A momentary gasp escaped Mason's lips. His target was way to far away to see, and obscured by the trees that now stood between he and his opponents, but he could feel the black energy burst forth, an unidentified projectile that would pierce an innocent through the chest. Mason's eyes seemed to light like a fire. He could tell his opponent's goal was to draw him out, but even he had a hard time struggling to stay put. How could he allow this to continue? That poor woman.

The bright red in Mason's eyes began to turn into a white light. His own emotions were creating chi, that sunk into the Earth and everything around him. He could feel it all. The trees, the ground, the heat gushing from the woman's chest as she struggled and clung to every breath she could take. But that wasn't all he felt. He could feel a darkness, and the man shrouded in it. A scared man. If there was anyone that might know more about this man, it was the man himself. His Chi reached into the subconsciousness of the man's mind, simply as a voice, speaking out. "Hello?"

Meanwhile, Mason stood, prepared. He didn't know if he'd be able to save the woman, but even if he managed to get to her, he wasn't sure there was anything he could do. He could feel a sudden tear running down his face, as he still felt the woman and her pain. He was suppressing his anger for now, but he wasn't sure for how long. Red, Prism, leaking from under his shirt, down his arms and into the palm of his hands like a puddle of blood. Nothing about this was idea, but if he could take a shot at saving both of them, he would.
I'll be posting tonight after work, Descartes. So much stuff going on today, and signing the lease to my new house.
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