lydyn

Starless

Yes, I can read your past conversations. We all can. And considering you've only just joined, I'm looking for one of the more veteran players here to answer my question.

Y'know. Someone who has actually experience writing with our GM.

@Dawnscroll

Since no one else has addressed this - I feel that your response was rather rude. I was only trying to help and I don't think it should matter whether I just joined or not, at least I was actually responding to you. I don't feel like I deserved that sort of reply for being friendly.

Starless

Speaking of waits, does it usually take this long for replies? I mean, I understand once our characters group well have plenty of stuff to go off of, but the waiting game is a bit oppresive.

Maybe if after every 5 player posta, the GM did a post for those people. That way the ball could be kept Rolling for all and its not utterly oppresive for the GM. He can write in chunks than try to make a massive post for 15 people.

@Dawnscroll

He's SUPER busy during the weekends and needs to take care if real life stuff, but we get him all week. So just wait a couple more days. :)

The Seven Elementos

@lydyn I'm not feeling attacked at all-- I just don't want anyone walking away from this with the mindset that they're a 'loser' of a competition. I just wanted to clarify in case anyone got that idea.

@Baklava

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I don't think she was defending herself, there's nothing to defend (the whole point of an audition is that we might not make the cut, after all), she was just specifying that there weren't any 'losers', as was kind of implied by the idea that the people who qualified 'won', is all. She's just expressing that she'd have accepted everyone if it were that easy.

@Captain Jenno

Ok. ^.^

The Seven Elementos

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I would just like to clarify that I personally wouldn't consider this a 'competition'. In deciding on the roles, I wasn't looking for the 'best' characters. I was looking for the best fits for the roles and story and trying to compose a cast that had enough diversities and similarities to create a compelling story. There were a lot of other aspects that went into the decision making, but that was one of the key things. I created the 3 extra slots because there were so many good characters submitted. I can't manage a group big enough to accommodate everyone, but I can at least offer that much.

@Baklava

No need to defend yourself, hun. It wasn't an attack on you or your decisions as a GM - simply just a comfort to those who didn't get picked, because I know how it feels. I've also been in your position before and do understand the dilemma of picking the right characters. So don't worry on my account anyways.

The Seven Elementos

@Crimson Raven @Dynamo Frokane @Sodium @Jay Kalton @Crazy Doctor @Kaithas

*Gives all the hugs to everyone else* Mostly because I can relate. I've never won a CS competition, like, ever... so I just wanted to know I feel the disappointment. <3 I know sometimes just knowing someone else understands can help a lot.

Twisted Magic

At first, Adley could do nothing but blush and smile shyly, glad she was able to do something for the elf that no other woman could, even biting her lip as she felt herself being pulled closer. She had to admit, that was one of the best feelings in the world, to be pulled with such authority and want - that or perhaps it was just how her body's nerves were wired, to feel this sense of woo when tugged by her hips. Being called perfect was new to her though and only made her stare at the elf in mild disbelief - there was no way that she had thought so much of her already!

Then she felt the hand going up her shirt and the romantic thoughts collided with doubts. It only seemed obvious now that when she said perfect, she only meant it in a lustful way.. or had she? It was hard to think and even harder to reason that this wasn't just something leading to a one night stand. She didn't want to spend time making love only to not see the elf again and then she asked herself if she wanted to make love at all.

More thoughts spun as she reasoned that they had known each other for weeks now and even though they hadn't spoken, the feelings had obviously been festering for some time, for both of them. So perhaps it was all right to let Aphrodite continue. There was a truth that couldn't be denied which was feeling her hand on her stomach was causing her body to react, to sparkle in excitement and force thoughts of things that could come from this. So in the end, all Adley could do is sigh and shiver, biting her lip and seeing what Aphrodite was going to do next...

Starless

@rivaan Welcome back to the real world!~

Starless

She could barely feel the pain now. Instead, it had all been replaced with darkness - eternal darkness that never seemed to end. How she was forming thoughts in this void was beyond her, but perhaps this was the afterlife, a blob of blackness that let you sit in silence with your own thoughts. All she knew at the moment was one thing; whomever shot that arrow was no mere mortal man. A simple arrow should have never pierced through either her warrior sense or her shield. It had been so painful as well, so much so that she could not get the words out to warn the king... to tell them all that the man needed to be stopped and chased after. It was too late now.

Something was amiss though as a light started to shine through the pitch black. It was not what she expected however - there was no gentle glow to it, no hums of angels, or aura of warmth - no, this was far too familiar of a pain. The sun's rays stabbed into her tired eyes, causing her to lift an arm to guard herself only to realize that one truth. She was lifting her hand? Was she still alive!? That seemed impossible! The healers were no where in sight by the time her lungs gave out and her body gave up. How?...

Grumbling with the displeasure of a night owl, she forced herself to sit up, feeling the cool touch of age old stone and the dust that had made it's home there. It took some moments to get her eyes to truly adjust, the pain of her old nemesis being just as piercing as ever. Finally, her vision blurred into clarity, to which only caused the woman ever more confusion. She was sure she was alive, but how did she end up in a forgotten tomb? Her laying place had been made of stone, the slab pushed aside by someone or something other than herself, and the entire structure covered in a layer of dust that smelled of old age. This caused Elowen to simply paused and stare at her surroundings. Nothing fancy adorned the single hall leading to her and anything that had been there had been removed long ago, almost as if the tomb itself had been raided of it's treasures - if there were any.

To the far end, where the star's light was slowly moving downward as it rose into the sky, was only a big enough entrance for a single man. Originally, it looked as if you could fit a small party through, but an apparent collapse had seen to that issue quite permanently. So somehow, as she gathered her thoughts, she had been dumped into an old tomb. Such questions as 'why' would likely go unanswered for some time, but it was obvious what her next step was - crawling out of this god forsaken place.

Suddenly, that's when she felt it. She nearly jumped up and looked around in mild panic. A voice, distant and yet familiar, was prodding her mind but she could not understand it's words. They faded quickly, forcing her to glance at her own body, only fitted with a simple blue dress. Her armor and her weapon were gone, making the mystery increase in it's intensity by the moment. The worst of it though and perhaps what tore at her mind the most was a feeling of.. abandonment. Her right hand raised to greet her eyes, the rune gifted to her still etched into her skin - into her soul - and yet the pulsing of her goddess' warmth was.. gone. Arete had never left her before and she had come to realize that this mark was a park of the goddess herself, so how could it be silenced?

Balling her hands into fists, she shot a glare to the opening. This was too out of place, too strange and fearful, not to be something - something that was grand in design. She needed to get out and investigate exactly the cause of all of this. Pulling herself from the musty stone resting place, she walked briskly towards the exit and found herself on the other side. Again, the brightness of the sun caused her to wince, but the sight that she saw afterwards forced a gasp from her lips.

She could not believe her eyes. It was the field of battle she had just left... but there were no soldiers, no dead men, no armies, and instead of crisp air she was met with warmth. The fields had shifted, the forest nearby having grown into parts of it while a simple farm house sat right in the middle - it's crops spreading to the forest's edge. This was not the place she had been before...

There was only one real action to take now. It didn't take long, even with bare feet, to come upon the farmer and announce her presence with a simple question, "excuse my interruption, but I have but a simple inquiry - what happened to the battlefield? There used to be men.. laying in the grass.. but now your home is built upon it?" Surely, the answer was obvious, but Elowen couldn't accept it, not until she heard it for herself.

Starless

@Transience Well, gotta do what you gotta do... I'd take you being active during the weekday over the weekend - that's 5 v 2 days. o.o

Starless

@Transience Awesome... and I love how prompt you are with replying. <3