I enjoyed reading your post, Pyromania99. It was simple, but well-crafted.
I haven't seen any of your posts outside of your breaks, so I don't really have anything to compare it to.
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Best summed up with the phrase: "Tries really hard."
A pitiable excuse of a person, but I try really hard.
A pitiable excuse of a person, but I try really hard.
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If anyone is bored of waiting, you can watch me fumble around creating a character. The basic concept I have in mind is a frankly too nice and too naive young warrior with a cursed sword. That's... sort've it. Cliché, I know, but he's a tank and that's a plus.
I already completed a berserker warrior prototype earlier so don't think I wasn't doing something all that time, but as I thought it just wouldn't feel right with three lovely girls flanking one poor duelist. I can always use her in a different generation, though~
I should note that on both of these, I sort've modeled them / am modeling them on the existing CSes, so I may have a few glaring issues~
I already completed a berserker warrior prototype earlier so don't think I wasn't doing something all that time, but as I thought it just wouldn't feel right with three lovely girls flanking one poor duelist. I can always use her in a different generation, though~
I should note that on both of these, I sort've modeled them / am modeling them on the existing CSes, so I may have a few glaring issues~
With a duelist and two lovely mages, it sounds like this party needs a meat shield~
I finished reading through most of the hiders in the Opening Post (and subsequent posts) and now I'm going through the OOC in search of player questions and concerns~
Ah, and greetings all. I'm a potential prospective player Renose caught. I might go for some type of "Monster Recorder" or some person trying to find and record as many 'strong beasts, strange mystical creatures, and other mysterious entities roaming and hiding in these lands' and make some nice bestiary of sorts to sell to the world. That, or some sort of foolish berserker brave warrior in search of the strongest monster to fight. Or a greedy treasure hunter.
Ah, and please forgive my ignorance but what does the abbreviation "DL" stand for in the context of die? I mostly played homebrew tabletop games and was never into any serious campaigns so my RPG knowledge - especially regarding die - is slightly limited...
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Ah, and greetings all. I'm a potential prospective player Renose caught. I might go for some type of "Monster Recorder" or some person trying to find and record as many 'strong beasts, strange mystical creatures, and other mysterious entities roaming and hiding in these lands' and make some nice bestiary of sorts to sell to the world. That, or some sort of foolish berserker brave warrior in search of the strongest monster to fight. Or a greedy treasure hunter.
Ah, and please forgive my ignorance but what does the abbreviation "DL" stand for in the context of die? I mostly played homebrew tabletop games and was never into any serious campaigns so my RPG knowledge - especially regarding die - is slightly limited...
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It's quite an interesting idea you have, and I'm no stranger to stat-based games.
Sure, I'll take the bait and go have a look at the OOC~
Sure, I'll take the bait and go have a look at the OOC~
A machine is a tool~
And tools are created by intelligent creatures to surpass the limits of its body. In simple terms, of course.
Tools that exist without user? What utter nonsense! There must be a user for the tools, and there must be tools for a user. Anything else, and the balance shall crumble! (And don't try to get out of it by saying Neuron, a god, is its user.)
Asala shall hear no excuses! Unless Neuron is also a silver-tongued god that can, somehow, make Asala believe that the horrid contraptions are a balanced entity themselves and disturb no balance on anything else.
Regardless, allow me to reword it.
And tools are created by intelligent creatures to surpass the limits of its body. In simple terms, of course.
Tools that exist without user? What utter nonsense! There must be a user for the tools, and there must be tools for a user. Anything else, and the balance shall crumble! (And don't try to get out of it by saying Neuron, a god, is its user.)
Asala shall hear no excuses! Unless Neuron is also a silver-tongued god that can, somehow, make Asala believe that the horrid contraptions are a balanced entity themselves and disturb no balance on anything else.
Regardless, allow me to reword it.
No worries.
When the SCE dumped the formless void onto that sole planet, it must have included that important something.
When the SCE dumped the formless void onto that sole planet, it must have included that important something.
As foretold in the forgotten and probably worthless prophesy, the great god of harmony and balance had a strange accent when she was disturbed.
And in that same prophecy, it said that Keia's post would be finished a day before but unposted, and he would recreate a new post which was now needlessly long and full of hot air. For shame!
And do not take the god's tactical redeployment away from the planet as a sign of me suddenly being very clueless. Because I most definitely am not. And the retreat didn't imply that. I am not an airhead. Usually. I just tend to be forgetful of important things sometimes, like what I actually wanted to do for my post for example...
And in that same prophecy, it said that Keia's post would be finished a day before but unposted, and he would recreate a new post which was now needlessly long and full of hot air. For shame!
And do not take the god's tactical redeployment away from the planet as a sign of me suddenly being very clueless. Because I most definitely am not. And the retreat didn't imply that. I am not an airhead. Usually. I just tend to be forgetful of important things sometimes, like what I actually wanted to do for my post for example...
No, no. No. No-no-no-no- Ooooh, no!
Asala was only just in between existence and the void when she beheld the utter monstrosity the fools were haphazardly creating. While the value of this world was undoubtedly skyrocketing, it was hollow, empty! These belligerent gods were tearing asunder His Supremacy’s work with half-thought shows of power that could barely be considered the act of gods! If left to their own devises, the world would collapse and His Supremacy would-
A slight gasp escaped Asala.
His Supremacy would be disappointed! Forgetting herself and her position as a being of power in her wrath, she vulgarly roared at the other gods as she fell towards the planet, bathed a blinding light:
Her rather ungodlike voice trembled across the stars and planet, a bloated wave of sheer power that carried with it all of the wrath of a god of Harmony. Landing upon the frozen top of the newborn world, she shuddered in disgust and anguish as she beheld what the other gods have been cruelly twisting to their own whims. Such decadence. Such mockery. As the keeper of balance, Asala will not tolerate it!
Clearing her throat, she began in a tone more befitting of a god:
Asala stood in all her glory upon the center of the mighty glacier at that dominated the northern part of the world. As her icy eyes scanned the entirety of the world and its perversions forced upon it by the other gods, her visage slowly but steadily fell towards... well, let's just say that she made a funny face that one would usually see upon a terrified mortal about to lose their lunch. Most gods of harmony would likely abandon such a world. Asala was like most gods of harmony, but darn it abandoning the poor wreck right now would be disappointing and simply wrong, and there's no way Asala would want to be either. She took a few deep breaths and tried again:
But it was just born so it doesn't have too much value, right? It's worthless, she should just leave– No! Even if the world was trash, His Surpemacy brought her here for a reason, yeah! He was counting on her! And he was worth more than one thousand of these idiot gods that are leeching onto the planet!
Machines?! There were toys of technology before there were tools required to create them? No, even before that, there wasn't even any intelligent, organic life required to create them! For what purpose did they exists here, right now? And not just one or two out-of-place walking metal heaps, but an entire ecosystem of some purposeless, Neuron-damned robots! Fine then! Asala would accept this challenge! She will show them all what it means to create with a god's power! This unmoving sky and this unchallenged prosperity, those would be the first Asala shall balance!
And so did Asala extend her reach across the entire world and grip tight, for with a single twist did she set this new world into an eternal spinning motion. But she was far from finished. This world and the sun were too perfect for each other, and she threw the planet around the sun so that in one season the sun shall be close and scorch the land, while in another the sun shall be too distant to shower the planet in warmth and the clouds would rain ice. Between these two seasons, Asala allowed two more for a total of four. Let these beasts that exist upon this earth suffer and prosper with these seasons, and let the world itself maintain a balance with the heat and cold.
She huffed confidently. You see, foolish gods, she thought proudly to herself, this is a balanced creation befitting a god!
Her confidence waned immediately, though. While its good an all to add a bit of value towards the world, it doesn't matter if she doesn't fix the root of the problem: the unbalanced monstrosities the other gods laid upon the world. She thought of her previous dimensions to calm herself; dimensions effortlessly balanced between destruction and creation, light and dark, warmth and cold. There is no point in fixing a world if people are just going to continue messing it up, right? Right. This was in no way escaping. This was a legitimate strategy for harmony. Yes. Patience is best. Asala will let them run around and destroy as much as they wish until they get tired. She will stop, or fix, any critical balance issues, but for now let the children break their toys as much as they want. Yes. It is much too difficult to clean while they just make new toys to break. This is the proper etiquette of a god. They did come first, right? This is by no means abandoning the world. It is a strategic retreat. Of course it is. After all, if Asala had to spend any more time on this unbalanced orb of water and rock and chaos, she might just send the planet hurling into the sun and rebuilding from scratch~
But that's no good, because it wouldn't be His Supremacy’s world. Asala pulled back her form from the world so that she could see the other gods' chaos and plan on a large scale what needs to be done to ensure harmony survives. That, and she couldn't stand being on the same planet as the other gods of disorder and all things Asala despises. Though now that she is away from the madness, maybe she can continue where she left off. Though, she might need to change it just a tiny bit...
Asala sighed, predicting that it probably will not matter regardless of whatever she says. Negotiations broke down and by all that is divine and holy, Asala swore that she would snap if the other gods start causing more chaos than they already are.
Asala was only just in between existence and the void when she beheld the utter monstrosity the fools were haphazardly creating. While the value of this world was undoubtedly skyrocketing, it was hollow, empty! These belligerent gods were tearing asunder His Supremacy’s work with half-thought shows of power that could barely be considered the act of gods! If left to their own devises, the world would collapse and His Supremacy would-
A slight gasp escaped Asala.
His Supremacy would be disappointed! Forgetting herself and her position as a being of power in her wrath, she vulgarly roared at the other gods as she fell towards the planet, bathed a blinding light:
“Oi, ya bastard-gods! What 'n His Supremacy’s name do ya think yer doin'?! Just 'cause I'mma wee bit late don't mean ya can corrupt that there pure newborn world inta one o' yer pleasure palaces, ya fools!”
Her rather ungodlike voice trembled across the stars and planet, a bloated wave of sheer power that carried with it all of the wrath of a god of Harmony. Landing upon the frozen top of the newborn world, she shuddered in disgust and anguish as she beheld what the other gods have been cruelly twisting to their own whims. Such decadence. Such mockery. As the keeper of balance, Asala will not tolerate it!
Clearing her throat, she began in a tone more befitting of a god:
“I am the keeper of balance, warden of harmony, leader of reason. I shall take upon myself the title of savior and protect this child that would otherwise fall prey to your corrupt grasps. From atop this ice throne above your wretched lands, I shall administer a fair and balanced realm. From this white crown that rests upon the planet, I, Asala, towards your forsaken and misguided rule announce unto thee:”
Asala stood in all her glory upon the center of the mighty glacier at that dominated the northern part of the world. As her icy eyes scanned the entirety of the world and its perversions forced upon it by the other gods, her visage slowly but steadily fell towards... well, let's just say that she made a funny face that one would usually see upon a terrified mortal about to lose their lunch. Most gods of harmony would likely abandon such a world. Asala was like most gods of harmony, but darn it abandoning the poor wreck right now would be disappointing and simply wrong, and there's no way Asala would want to be either. She took a few deep breaths and tried again:
“I, Asala, announce unto thee–”
But it was just born so it doesn't have too much value, right? It's worthless, she should just leave– No! Even if the world was trash, His Surpemacy brought her here for a reason, yeah! He was counting on her! And he was worth more than one thousand of these idiot gods that are leeching onto the planet!
“I announce unto– Yer kiddin' me, right?!”
Machines?! There were toys of technology before there were tools required to create them? No, even before that, there wasn't even any intelligent, organic life required to create them! For what purpose did they exists here, right now? And not just one or two out-of-place walking metal heaps, but an entire ecosystem of some purposeless, Neuron-damned robots! Fine then! Asala would accept this challenge! She will show them all what it means to create with a god's power! This unmoving sky and this unchallenged prosperity, those would be the first Asala shall balance!
And so did Asala extend her reach across the entire world and grip tight, for with a single twist did she set this new world into an eternal spinning motion. But she was far from finished. This world and the sun were too perfect for each other, and she threw the planet around the sun so that in one season the sun shall be close and scorch the land, while in another the sun shall be too distant to shower the planet in warmth and the clouds would rain ice. Between these two seasons, Asala allowed two more for a total of four. Let these beasts that exist upon this earth suffer and prosper with these seasons, and let the world itself maintain a balance with the heat and cold.
She huffed confidently. You see, foolish gods, she thought proudly to herself, this is a balanced creation befitting a god!
Her confidence waned immediately, though. While its good an all to add a bit of value towards the world, it doesn't matter if she doesn't fix the root of the problem: the unbalanced monstrosities the other gods laid upon the world. She thought of her previous dimensions to calm herself; dimensions effortlessly balanced between destruction and creation, light and dark, warmth and cold. There is no point in fixing a world if people are just going to continue messing it up, right? Right. This was in no way escaping. This was a legitimate strategy for harmony. Yes. Patience is best. Asala will let them run around and destroy as much as they wish until they get tired. She will stop, or fix, any critical balance issues, but for now let the children break their toys as much as they want. Yes. It is much too difficult to clean while they just make new toys to break. This is the proper etiquette of a god. They did come first, right? This is by no means abandoning the world. It is a strategic retreat. Of course it is. After all, if Asala had to spend any more time on this unbalanced orb of water and rock and chaos, she might just send the planet hurling into the sun and rebuilding from scratch~
But that's no good, because it wouldn't be His Supremacy’s world. Asala pulled back her form from the world so that she could see the other gods' chaos and plan on a large scale what needs to be done to ensure harmony survives. That, and she couldn't stand being on the same planet as the other gods of disorder and all things Asala despises. Though now that she is away from the madness, maybe she can continue where she left off. Though, she might need to change it just a tiny bit...
"I announce unto thee: Soon shall I take my rightful place upon the throne of ice atop of the realm. But, uh, not right now. Until then, I challenge you to do your worse in disturbing the worlds balance, for I shall soon... Wait, no. Disregard what I said. Please do not intentionally throw the world's harmony more off course than it already is. In fact, I challenge you to fix it– nay, I beseech you to fix it. I ask... I-"
Asala sighed, predicting that it probably will not matter regardless of whatever she says. Negotiations broke down and by all that is divine and holy, Asala swore that she would snap if the other gods start causing more chaos than they already are.
Toaw said
Man I can't wait until Keia's god finds out about all this chaos, spontaneous growth, and endless abysses. The gods of balance loves those kinds of things! Right?
Lucian said
Yeah, she's gonna' have a heyday. I imagine the transitional periods of moving to new universes throws her into the divine equivalent of a panic attack.
Screaming.
So much screaming.
Her mental voicebox will be hoarse after all the internal screaming.
Then she shall scream some more.
And start fixing things.
...After I finish one quick project, of course.
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