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Persistent World

In real life, there is one human universe with many countries, with different rules and stories in each country. You will notice that each of them has specific borders. Sure, you can interact with and travel to other countries, but once you cross their borders, you are subject to the rules and regulations of that country. There are no "universal rules" to Earth. Everyone is a part of their individual country, and each country has it's own thing going. Even in international waters, ships have to obey the rules of the country who's flag they're flying.

You could compare countries to types of RP as well. Except 'murica is the only Free one. The rest are Casuals. All the Advanced ones died off a long time ago.

Persistent World

The purpose of this discussion is to talk about possible revision or deletion of the Persistent World section, which has been highly debatable for quite the while.

I call for the deletion of the Persistent Worlds section, with respect to the roleplayers in the one active thread as the only viable argument against it.

Some arguments in favor of deleting the Persistent Worlds section

For a Persistent World to succeed, it must be moderated by a single person or group of people, who dictate universal rules and expectation. Self-regulation with multiple sets of rules does not work. It leads to imbalance and continuity disasters. One RPer might prefer playing real-world characters limited by their physical abilities, another might prefer playing a psychopathic human-killing demi-god. The interaction would be disastrous, as the first player would be forced to suddenly develop supreme powers or die, neither of which is even remotely fair to them. Just as RPGuild has a universal set of rules on site behavior and reporting, a PW must have universal rules on IC behavior. It also must have a story line of some kind that connects all of the worlds, so that players have objectives to complete if they run out of ones to make on their own. That requires a considerable amount of work for the GM(s), who would have to fully commit to it for, theoretically, eternity.

It was said that "Multiverses...have no segregation when it comes to writing ability. Both the Free, Casual, and Advanced writers should be able to write in there without problem," but why? There is really no point in a universe consisting of Free, Casual, and Advanced roleplayers. Each of them will stick to their own standard of posting, in the world that they built, with the rules and lore that they made up, which is the same as them being separated into subforums as the site already has. Besides, Holy Soldier has already demonstrated (and is actively demonstrating) that a Persistent World/Multiverse is totally viable as a standalone RP.

It was also said that "The MV also provides a home for 'main characters' characters that writers create and cannot find a RP or seem to be able to make a RP where they will fit." Not finding a RP or making an RP is the same problem whether it's a multiverse/PW or not. You'd have to either make or find a RP in the multiverse for that character. If they don't fit in any other RP, or in an RP made by the creator, they're not going to fit in the multiverse.

Not only that, but, while inactivity or players dropping out of an RP is inconvenient, characters dropping out of a persistent world multiverse is much worse. If two RPs succeed in overlapping, an inactive character negatively impacts both of them, and GMs will have to work together to decide what happens, rather than tending to their own RP. That's extra work that could be skipped by either RP being run independently with NPCs controlled by the GM.

Also, the current one is super dead, minus the aforementioned active roleplay. It is discouraging to see it at the top of the page, especially for new members who would see it before anything else and immediately be turned away by the lack of activity. It would benefit the site as a whole to at least move it, though removing it seems a better option.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Ruben Verislav
Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Skyrim Transition -> Forest of Skyrim
Tag: @Holy Soldier@Lugubrious@Zarkun@DracoLunaris
Word Count: 944

Concerned that a squabble may break out between the two robots (assuming both were actually robots), Ruben dismissed himself immediately, clicking his rifle back onto his body armor and making for the elevator. He moved swiftly, denying eye contact to the remainder of the group. A slight twinge of guilt hit him as the elevator doors closed and it began its ascent. He would be working with these people. Fighting with them. Maybe even saving them, if things went south. The least he could do would be to show some sort of camaraderie. After all, he hadn't been around the other XCOM operatives for more than a couple of missions, but he at least knew their names and faces. He hoped they were all still alive.

With that sobering thought in mind, Ruben stepped off the elevator and entered the 49th floor. According to "little dude," he was going to need a vaccine before being teleported off into oblivion. Well, maybe not oblivion, but likely the next best thing. He shook his head at the thought of entering a literal fantasy world. Magic and dragons, huh? He had been trained for aliens, but dragons? He wondered what Dr. Vahlen would say about it. She'd probably want a sample to research. He couldn't resist a slight smile as he was approached by a doctor holding a syringe and elastic band. He looked Ruben up and down.

"Well, you look ready to go. But I can't give you the vaccine with you dressed like that."

Ruben glanced down at his arms, both of which were covered by his thick kevlar-woven body suit.

"Oh. I see. One moment," he replied, unlatching his chestplate. The moment turned into ten minutes as Ruben was forced to remove his chest, shoulder, and elbow armor to access his body suit. Fortunately, the suit was in two pieces, and he only had to remove the shirt portion to bare his arm. He heard the elevator click behind him and listened to the footsteps and voices of other team members as they entered the room. He turned his head and caught site of a new person. They looked and sounded like the robotic individual from the dining room, but they were clearly a human being now. A series of bizarre noises and a bright flash of light indicated a transformation of some kind, and the human returned to a robotic state to absorb the anti-virus chip, after which he transformed back into a human to receive the liquid vaccine. Well, that was one question answered. That also meant that the boy could be treated with the Medikit if he were injured, which left only the steam-powered robot, who was nowhere to be seen. It had entered the room, received the anti-virus chip, and departed through the portal without a word to anyone. The blue-haired lady, on the other hand, was being fitted with winter wear for the upcoming mission. It looked like she might take a while. He turned back to face the doctor as the needle was removed from his arm.

"Good luck, soldier."

"Thank you, doctor," Ruben replied gruffly, squeezing back into his body suit and strapping the armor back into place. With nothing left to be said or exchanged, he jogged out of the room and through the portal, concerned that he may be missing a second briefing. Upon arrival, he was greeted with a blast of cold, the scent of fire, and the words “Hey guys, our guy’s in that fortress. Who wants to bet on it? Who doesn’t believe I’m right?”

The next few minutes were occupied by the Boss (self-referred, anyway) giving a detailed explanation of his leadership roles, none of which sounded particularly believable or plausible. It was confirmed, then, that he would be in charge of the mission. Ruben silently thanked the ruthless military discipline that had been drilled into him for keeping him in line. He was followed by the formal introduction of Vent, "the Model X and ZX Megaman." As expected, he didn't know what that meant, but apparently it was important. Introductions continued with Captain Piper, the steam-powered robot with a considerable amount of combat experience. Ruben couldn't help but notice a distinct lack of aliens in the list of enemies, so it looked like he was the only one in that particular business.

Silence fell as the group waited for him to speak. The woman made her appearance, but she looked too displeased with the Boss for formalities. Ruben took a breath, then threw up a proper Russian military salute.

"Squaddie Ruben Verislav, callsign Guardian, Support operative," he barked, making brief eye contact with the others, who waited for him to continue. Apparently, they were expecting some sort of special talents or military history, neither of which he possessed. From their appearance, none of them were from the Earth he knew and subsequently had never heard of the XCOM Initiative, so he decided to fall back on that. "I am a logistics and medical expert for the first response team of the XCOM division, a specialized department created fort the express purpose of combating extraterrestrial threat. As of now, Earth has been at war with an unknown enemy for one month. I am kitted out with one of the most powerful combat rifles ever designed, and I carry both a smoke grenade for visual cover and a Medikit for healing wounds via airborne stimulants." He motioned to the equipment, currently strapped to the side of his belt. He raised his arm and retrieved his rifle from his back, checking the magazine and closing the breach.

"Ready for orders, Boss."

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Experiment-200: KILL_OR_BE_KILLED (Always open)

@Xandrya@Zoey White@Cryfest@Perpenheimer

Only two of the four people have posted (one has been offline 27 days, the other was online an hour ago), so I'm going to retire this RP. I still like the concept, and I'm going to keep the concept art. I may remake it later and start over with a new interest check.

For now, does anyone have any dislikes about the RP or GM that they think should be addressed before a remake? Also, would anyone be interested in knowing the explanation behind the experiment (I had one established from the start) and the potential sequel I had planned out?

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We Protect. We love. We care. We are the good guys. Right?

@HeartStrings Still following this.