So, a couple more questions before I try to get the OOC started:
A) Any ideas as to how exactly the RP should start? Like, how we can quickly introduce all our characters and then transition into the action before long?
B) Do you think non-pony characters should be playable?
C) Free, Casual, or Advanced?
Kaga
Member
just passing through
- Last Seen: 7 yrs ago
- Old Guild Username: Kagamine
- Joined: 11 yrs ago
- Posts: 3051 (0.77 / day)
- VMs: 0
-
Username history
- Kaga 11 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
User has no bio, yet
Most Recent Posts
In
*gasp* ANOTHER My Little Pony RP! Let's hope I can bring something new to the table.
→
10 yrs ago
Forum: General Interest Checks
Well this is a peculiar little glitch-fest.
Edit: Never mind, I guess. o.o
Edit: Never mind, I guess. o.o
Eight nodded slowly, but the look on his face made it clear that he was still very confused. Cybermen? It had been a while? Daleks? Well… Those things never go away for long. Though the Doctor was nearly positive he recalled completely destroying Skarro along with Davros and every single Dalek in his previous incarnation, but that must’ve been his faulty memory playing tricks on him again. It must not have happened quite like that. “Yeah… Sorry, no, I’m drawing a complete blank.” he told her apologetically, starting to feel rather guilty for not being able to remember this poor girl at all. “So, um, how long did we travel together, approximately?” he asked, still partially making an effort to remind himself who this Rose human was but also trying to gauge how much emotional damage he’d probably already done…
Shmewyy said
Why does it keep doing that... It must be my server or something...
Double-posts are happening to everyone right now. Don't worry about it too much.
Done!
I love how every time I say I'll get something done eventually and/or apologize for taking so long to do something, I always get it done like immediately after.
Turns out to be a bizarrely good motivator, I suppose.
I love how every time I say I'll get something done eventually and/or apologize for taking so long to do something, I always get it done like immediately after.
Turns out to be a bizarrely good motivator, I suppose.
The men seemed skeptical at first, their eyes moving between Rae and Books, as they were unsure whether or not the “spirits” could be trusted. A glare from the head huntress, though, seemed to make up their minds for them. The two guards then glanced at each other and, hesitantly, nodded and stepped aside, allowing the group to continue through.
The tribe’s dwelling closely resembled what many would probably imagine a Native American village to look like, except all held underground in a complex that looked like it could’ve been built by giant ants — all lit by the glow of neon-blue mushrooms. The group entered into a large, spacious chamber, from which many other tunnels led out. Here, much of the village activity took place, as children played and adults conversed and, eyes landing on the returning huntresses, many seemed shocked and a few even stepped back nervously as their gaze landed on the strangers.
The lead huntress sighed, sounding somewhat annoyed, before addressing the now silent crowd. “Do not fear.” she spoke sternly. “These are friendly spirits.” she told them, watching as the apparent leader of the tribe overall, an older woman in her 40’s at least, approached the group. “They request lodgings.” she spoke, now addressing the chief more than the group.
The chief glared at the head huntress. “You brought no kill?” she hissed. “There has been no fresh meat in days, and the season of fruit will not come for many more moons-”
“We couldn’t find anything.” he huntress snapped. “The beasts that roam the surface make food more scarce by the day. We thought we saw something, but it was only one of the spirits in disguise.” she reported, gesturing towards Muse.
The chief seemed to contemplate it all for a moment before replying. “Fair enough.” she spoke reluctantly. “Take him to the men’s chambers.” she told the two subordinate huntresses, and they proceeded to carry Muse away down one of the corridors. The chief then glanced back at the lead huntress. “You may lead the other two to their temporary dwelling.” she told her, before stepping aside and allowing the remaining group to proceed down another corridor.
As they began to walk, the huntress spoke towards the two girls, “Do you have any preferences regarding the nature of your room?”
——
Meanwhile, the small rodent-like creature from earlier shyly poked its head out of Books’ pocket, but only for a second, as it quickly noticed that the roleplayers weren’t quite alone yet. The creature had been successful so far in gaining access to the underground, but it would need to wait a bit longer before coming out of hiding.
The tribe’s dwelling closely resembled what many would probably imagine a Native American village to look like, except all held underground in a complex that looked like it could’ve been built by giant ants — all lit by the glow of neon-blue mushrooms. The group entered into a large, spacious chamber, from which many other tunnels led out. Here, much of the village activity took place, as children played and adults conversed and, eyes landing on the returning huntresses, many seemed shocked and a few even stepped back nervously as their gaze landed on the strangers.
The lead huntress sighed, sounding somewhat annoyed, before addressing the now silent crowd. “Do not fear.” she spoke sternly. “These are friendly spirits.” she told them, watching as the apparent leader of the tribe overall, an older woman in her 40’s at least, approached the group. “They request lodgings.” she spoke, now addressing the chief more than the group.
The chief glared at the head huntress. “You brought no kill?” she hissed. “There has been no fresh meat in days, and the season of fruit will not come for many more moons-”
“We couldn’t find anything.” he huntress snapped. “The beasts that roam the surface make food more scarce by the day. We thought we saw something, but it was only one of the spirits in disguise.” she reported, gesturing towards Muse.
The chief seemed to contemplate it all for a moment before replying. “Fair enough.” she spoke reluctantly. “Take him to the men’s chambers.” she told the two subordinate huntresses, and they proceeded to carry Muse away down one of the corridors. The chief then glanced back at the lead huntress. “You may lead the other two to their temporary dwelling.” she told her, before stepping aside and allowing the remaining group to proceed down another corridor.
As they began to walk, the huntress spoke towards the two girls, “Do you have any preferences regarding the nature of your room?”
——
Meanwhile, the small rodent-like creature from earlier shyly poked its head out of Books’ pocket, but only for a second, as it quickly noticed that the roleplayers weren’t quite alone yet. The creature had been successful so far in gaining access to the underground, but it would need to wait a bit longer before coming out of hiding.
o.o Dude you don't need to message Mahz about it. You're fine.
Also: A post in response to Books and Rae will come... eventually. I apologize for the writer's block.
The screen on GM’s laptop remained exactly as he’d left it — still on 2D display mode (like a normal computer), open to Google Images as he searched for some design inspiration. Interestingly enough, though, the browser he’d been using hardly seemed recognizable as any browser the roleplayers would know. It had all the basic buttons that a browser should have — an address bar, tabs, bookmarks, etc — but the exact layout didn’t seem to resemble Chrome, Firefox, or any other well-known browser. Even scrolling down to the grid-globe icon resting on the taskbar didn’t seem to help any, as the program’s name was apparently only “Browser”.
…Speaking of which, was the word “taskbar” even appropriate? Sure, the thing seemed to fulfill the basic function of a Windows taskbar or an OSX dock, but was the computer a PC or a Mac? Or neither? Sure enough, it didn’t seem to resemble any well-known operating system, either, and the machine itself wasn’t marked with any sort of logo to distinguish itself as any familiar, “real” computer brand.
At any rate, the not-taskbar seemed awfully bare, besides. It contained only a scarce few icons: “Browser”, a Windows Explorer-esque graphic simply labeled “Files”, “Settings”, and a graphic resembling a swirling ball of violet aura labeled “Designer” — still running, by the looks of things.
It was up to Leon what he wanted to poke around in first.
…Speaking of which, was the word “taskbar” even appropriate? Sure, the thing seemed to fulfill the basic function of a Windows taskbar or an OSX dock, but was the computer a PC or a Mac? Or neither? Sure enough, it didn’t seem to resemble any well-known operating system, either, and the machine itself wasn’t marked with any sort of logo to distinguish itself as any familiar, “real” computer brand.
At any rate, the not-taskbar seemed awfully bare, besides. It contained only a scarce few icons: “Browser”, a Windows Explorer-esque graphic simply labeled “Files”, “Settings”, and a graphic resembling a swirling ball of violet aura labeled “Designer” — still running, by the looks of things.
It was up to Leon what he wanted to poke around in first.
xcalx1dw said
Why...would you....trade a.....Wha?
I TOLD YOU I DON'T REMEMBER! D:
I mean I wanna believe it was something good but... aaugh I dunno why I would ever trade that cute little pink time-traveling fairy and I want her baaaaack. DX
I mean truly the best part about owning shinies is sending them out into battle and hearing people's reactions on the other end. I have a fairly decent number of shinies now but Celebi did that job better than any other.
© 2007-2024