Alright, cool! I shall make haste on my application. o3o
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9 yrs ago
Done with high school forever.
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ALMOST DONE. Im still here Im just otherwise preoccupied with school work. LAST WEEK. BARE WITH ME HERE
10 yrs ago
Still failing. And Prom's this weekend so yeah. :/
Bio
Hiya~
You can call me Rose. Or Orior, it's short. :]
I live in Bumfuck, USA and I've been RPing since I was... 14? I think? Yeah let's go with that.
I LOOOOOOOVE Kingdom Hearts and Dragon Age, but I haven't finished Inquisition so don't spoil it! Start up one of those RP and need a player, call me over!
Other than those fandoms (and others) I love fantasy and post-apocalyptic.
So yeah that's it.
You can call me Rose. Or Orior, it's short. :]
I live in Bumfuck, USA and I've been RPing since I was... 14? I think? Yeah let's go with that.
I LOOOOOOOVE Kingdom Hearts and Dragon Age, but I haven't finished Inquisition so don't spoil it! Start up one of those RP and need a player, call me over!
Other than those fandoms (and others) I love fantasy and post-apocalyptic.
So yeah that's it.
Most Recent Posts
There were many things Reether hated; the cold, that crick in his neck, the dumb Josh kid who thought he was pulling the wool over the innkeeper's eyes when he stole from the barley stocks, but there were few things he hated more than willful ignorance. Pride was one of them. Whether or not she was being arrogant was irrelevant to him, but it was for a reason. It was because, purposeful or not, that damn pride was going to get her killed. And in Urenda, that usually means a few more will go down with you. His eyes narrowed as she continued, and he was shaking his head by the end of it. He interrupted her before her tale of her birth with a sharp, cold, brutal laugh from the pit of his stomach, but she continued to speak to the other dwarf. Reether waited a moment, and turned to the pair.
"I do not mean to keep you, girl, but you should hear this if you want to make it to thirty, and you better pay attention and do it good. It ain't hard to live out there on you own." His voice changed, and he sounded much more, not hostile or condescending, but almost exasperated, believing, at this point, he was speaking to a child. "Maybe you came across a few demons, and you think yourself strong for defeating them. But no demon ever hunted you, no monster followed you, no force cared about you because you were just one little girl in a world of a thousand scrambling people. They didn't care about you, just like they don;t care about the countless others who live on their own. That's how most people live nowadays, even the ones that come through here, they only do it every so often. I'm sure you're thinking, too, that the city isn't dangerous because you managed to walk through it. Well, half a dozen people do that too, every day. And do you want to know why?"
"It's because demons are smarter than you give them credit for. Do you think they don't know what this is? You act as though you are fighting mindless beasts! They wait, and they gather, and they let Urenda grow so that when they finally come for us, it is a meaningful victory. Of course they wouldn't bother you going to the city. Why would they risk a small assault, when they can let you and others get inside so that they can later boast of killing a whole city? They wish to please their masters with as much blood as they can. What is better, a sacrifice once every few days, or an entire settlement that has been one of the only hopeful places mortals can go in two decades? I'm sure you know the answer. They're growing with us, and they are getting stronger. They bother our crops and our walls to distract us, to make us think we have things under control and become complacent. They only attack those who go out in the city to make those still inside think their walls are keeping them safe."
"Do you know what's going to happen to you if you go down there? The same thing that happened to the many men, especially those much more experienced than you, that have tried to stay in the city for whatever reason without aid. First of all, how the hell are you going to gather anything by your damn self? What, you need three planks of wood for your house? You'll waste your time because you won't be able to bring anything back. Second, what do you think a demon will do if it sees you rummaging through the damn dust? He won't attack you, not alone. He's going to see what your doing, and know you're gathering building supplies. He's going to assume you're aiding in the repair effort of the city. Then he's going to get his friends nearby, and their friends, and surround you. They know the city while you do not. They are going to make you run. They are going to out-maneuver you. Then they're going to corner you. Maybe you'll kill two or three of them, sure. But, at that point, there are more than a dozen trailing you. It will end in one of two ways. Either they eat you, typically all at once, or they capture you, rape you, and force you to birth abominations." He shook his head, realizing that he had just gone on a small, albeit mostly clam, rant. However, it wasn't to shame or hurt the girl. Despite his horrible execution, the man was just trying to keep the girl alive.
At that point, the kitchen doors swung open and Bella, who was second under the innkeeper, rolled out like a wave and headed right for the grumbling man. She hadn't heard his words, as he hadn't raised his voice, but the bar was close enough to the kitchen that she heard his tone. She came up to his side, a firm hand on his shoulder, and said, "They need you in the back, boss." In a sort of dismissive tone that was not up to debate.
Reether looked to Aurora once more. "Do not get yourself killed for you pride," he said in a solemn voice, and then whisked into the doors behind the counter.
"Allllrighty, then! Please take what Reether says with a grain of salt," Bella tried to laugh it off, but her eyes darted to the man in a bit of discomfort. "I'm sorry about that. He can get pretty gloomy." She left the two to their conversation after adding, "When you are ready, I can show you where you'll be staying."
She turned to the shorter dwarf, a bit of a flustered look on her face. Dammit, Tori. "Of course, sir! I'm so sorry about that!" She turned and grabbed a mug from the wall behind her, and sashayed to the few smaller kegs behind the other end of the. They rarely held much, but they were lucky enough that through trade they had some selection. She went immediately for their darkest brew, the most flavorful they had at the moment, and whisked back quickly. She placed it in front of him, leaning back with a hand on her hip and addressing both him and Rex. "Can I get you gets anything to eat? I know you're good for it, Rex. What about you, sir?"
"I do not mean to keep you, girl, but you should hear this if you want to make it to thirty, and you better pay attention and do it good. It ain't hard to live out there on you own." His voice changed, and he sounded much more, not hostile or condescending, but almost exasperated, believing, at this point, he was speaking to a child. "Maybe you came across a few demons, and you think yourself strong for defeating them. But no demon ever hunted you, no monster followed you, no force cared about you because you were just one little girl in a world of a thousand scrambling people. They didn't care about you, just like they don;t care about the countless others who live on their own. That's how most people live nowadays, even the ones that come through here, they only do it every so often. I'm sure you're thinking, too, that the city isn't dangerous because you managed to walk through it. Well, half a dozen people do that too, every day. And do you want to know why?"
"It's because demons are smarter than you give them credit for. Do you think they don't know what this is? You act as though you are fighting mindless beasts! They wait, and they gather, and they let Urenda grow so that when they finally come for us, it is a meaningful victory. Of course they wouldn't bother you going to the city. Why would they risk a small assault, when they can let you and others get inside so that they can later boast of killing a whole city? They wish to please their masters with as much blood as they can. What is better, a sacrifice once every few days, or an entire settlement that has been one of the only hopeful places mortals can go in two decades? I'm sure you know the answer. They're growing with us, and they are getting stronger. They bother our crops and our walls to distract us, to make us think we have things under control and become complacent. They only attack those who go out in the city to make those still inside think their walls are keeping them safe."
"Do you know what's going to happen to you if you go down there? The same thing that happened to the many men, especially those much more experienced than you, that have tried to stay in the city for whatever reason without aid. First of all, how the hell are you going to gather anything by your damn self? What, you need three planks of wood for your house? You'll waste your time because you won't be able to bring anything back. Second, what do you think a demon will do if it sees you rummaging through the damn dust? He won't attack you, not alone. He's going to see what your doing, and know you're gathering building supplies. He's going to assume you're aiding in the repair effort of the city. Then he's going to get his friends nearby, and their friends, and surround you. They know the city while you do not. They are going to make you run. They are going to out-maneuver you. Then they're going to corner you. Maybe you'll kill two or three of them, sure. But, at that point, there are more than a dozen trailing you. It will end in one of two ways. Either they eat you, typically all at once, or they capture you, rape you, and force you to birth abominations." He shook his head, realizing that he had just gone on a small, albeit mostly clam, rant. However, it wasn't to shame or hurt the girl. Despite his horrible execution, the man was just trying to keep the girl alive.
At that point, the kitchen doors swung open and Bella, who was second under the innkeeper, rolled out like a wave and headed right for the grumbling man. She hadn't heard his words, as he hadn't raised his voice, but the bar was close enough to the kitchen that she heard his tone. She came up to his side, a firm hand on his shoulder, and said, "They need you in the back, boss." In a sort of dismissive tone that was not up to debate.
Reether looked to Aurora once more. "Do not get yourself killed for you pride," he said in a solemn voice, and then whisked into the doors behind the counter.
"Allllrighty, then! Please take what Reether says with a grain of salt," Bella tried to laugh it off, but her eyes darted to the man in a bit of discomfort. "I'm sorry about that. He can get pretty gloomy." She left the two to their conversation after adding, "When you are ready, I can show you where you'll be staying."
She turned to the shorter dwarf, a bit of a flustered look on her face. Dammit, Tori. "Of course, sir! I'm so sorry about that!" She turned and grabbed a mug from the wall behind her, and sashayed to the few smaller kegs behind the other end of the. They rarely held much, but they were lucky enough that through trade they had some selection. She went immediately for their darkest brew, the most flavorful they had at the moment, and whisked back quickly. She placed it in front of him, leaning back with a hand on her hip and addressing both him and Rex. "Can I get you gets anything to eat? I know you're good for it, Rex. What about you, sir?"
@Aristo That's a great concept, especially because most of our characters are anit-religion! I say go for it.
@PyroDash888
I didn't actually know that, but that's why I said it was fine for her to have a resistance to it, because it sounded more than feasible. It obviously is! Though, Im sure those animals still have a threshold of some sort - as high as it might be. I mean, put 'em in a reactor and theyll go eventually, I would assume.
That's not a nice mental image. :[ Immediately pictured bunnies hyperventilating in a cold, metal tomb.
@BCTheEntity
OH. At first, I was pretty confused by your post. :S Tori had walked over to the table with Flora's character, I believe they are all elves, and asked about the new people they brought to live in the city. I just threw her over there for interaction with Flora cuz her character was off to the side.
You don't have to edit your post, though, there are a few girls working in the tavern and honestly, that question would have been asked of him eventually! Im sure the Devastators had been quite the interesting group to see.
EDIT: Working on replies! And I will be bringing my character in relatively soon with his own kinda mission/quest you guys can jump on.
I didn't actually know that, but that's why I said it was fine for her to have a resistance to it, because it sounded more than feasible. It obviously is! Though, Im sure those animals still have a threshold of some sort - as high as it might be. I mean, put 'em in a reactor and theyll go eventually, I would assume.
That's not a nice mental image. :[ Immediately pictured bunnies hyperventilating in a cold, metal tomb.
@BCTheEntity
OH. At first, I was pretty confused by your post. :S Tori had walked over to the table with Flora's character, I believe they are all elves, and asked about the new people they brought to live in the city. I just threw her over there for interaction with Flora cuz her character was off to the side.
You don't have to edit your post, though, there are a few girls working in the tavern and honestly, that question would have been asked of him eventually! Im sure the Devastators had been quite the interesting group to see.
EDIT: Working on replies! And I will be bringing my character in relatively soon with his own kinda mission/quest you guys can jump on.
Yeah, things aren't really set up yet. Not much else to do. But, after awkward beginnings, there will more for you all to work with. I just wanted to clarify, and mention the NPC thing, because that won't bother me.
@PyroDash888
I just need to say something about your claims in your post. You character isn't immune to the Creeping Death. That's kinda like saying someone with radiation poisoning is immune to more radiation.
The Creeping Death is a magical force that grows and changes.
The only reason I accepted your character, and the part where her parents lived with the disease, was because I assumed they moved far away from the CD when they got sick because you said they were nomads. (Also, reading back your CS, I wouldn't say elven genes are hardy, but that's hardly important, and I don't have a problem with her parents living as such.)
The CD is nowhere near Urenda, nor in that quadrant of the continent, in any serious degree, which is why mortals live there. I tried to get that across when I said the mortals all live in the still inhabitable northeast, but I never elaborated on it and for that Im sorry! (If any of you from the Original remember that the priests had thought that it was coming, that was part of another hook that I am still planning on using!)
However, because the CD is not in this part of the continent in any serious degree, she can totally think such and have 'proof' that it's true. While I likened it to radiation, I will say your character can have a resistance against its effects. If she had come across it at all in the area, it wouldn't have been that strong yet (because it started on the other side of the continent, which I didn't find too important, only that the northeast in inhabitable), and if she hadn't dawdled, would not have been made irreparably sick. Which, in actuality, does give her a significant advantage because they wouldn't encounter that potent of the CD anywhere nearby.
Im working on maps, especially one that shows the extent of the CD, so I hope to clear that up!
I don't mean to nitpick you, I know I really come across that way, it's just that if they wind up leaving the area and going where the CD is strong, she can still get sick and die.
I just need to say something about your claims in your post. You character isn't immune to the Creeping Death. That's kinda like saying someone with radiation poisoning is immune to more radiation.
The Creeping Death is a magical force that grows and changes.
The only reason I accepted your character, and the part where her parents lived with the disease, was because I assumed they moved far away from the CD when they got sick because you said they were nomads. (Also, reading back your CS, I wouldn't say elven genes are hardy, but that's hardly important, and I don't have a problem with her parents living as such.)
The CD is nowhere near Urenda, nor in that quadrant of the continent, in any serious degree, which is why mortals live there. I tried to get that across when I said the mortals all live in the still inhabitable northeast, but I never elaborated on it and for that Im sorry! (If any of you from the Original remember that the priests had thought that it was coming, that was part of another hook that I am still planning on using!)
However, because the CD is not in this part of the continent in any serious degree, she can totally think such and have 'proof' that it's true. While I likened it to radiation, I will say your character can have a resistance against its effects. If she had come across it at all in the area, it wouldn't have been that strong yet (because it started on the other side of the continent, which I didn't find too important, only that the northeast in inhabitable), and if she hadn't dawdled, would not have been made irreparably sick. Which, in actuality, does give her a significant advantage because they wouldn't encounter that potent of the CD anywhere nearby.
Im working on maps, especially one that shows the extent of the CD, so I hope to clear that up!
I don't mean to nitpick you, I know I really come across that way, it's just that if they wind up leaving the area and going where the CD is strong, she can still get sick and die.
Hey, is your character limit set/is this first come first serve?
Hiya!
A high fantasy MxM is kinda what I'm looking for right now. Are you interested in something like that? o3o
A high fantasy MxM is kinda what I'm looking for right now. Are you interested in something like that? o3o
Anyone can really give you an objective, like Reether, as he said himself in my last post. Or priests, yes. They aren't going to come running at you and giving you orders, though, unless LIKE SOMEONE WE KNOW you're being a mooch.
Riaxh, you can move your character whenever you'd like! As much as we are a group, our characters will not always be 100% together.
If you ever need something to do, yes, you can go to the cathedral, or, to Reether and ask. Or, if you guys wanted, you can make NPCs... I don't know how well that would go so early in the RP, but you still can.
There are several things going on at once usually. I had them on the ether pad to organize myself, so that I had it hashed out. My next post should make things like that a little more obvious, and drive your characters to action! im hoping
However, I will say this; this RP will be somewhat character driven. I want your characters to want things and have their own objectives, even small/short term. At this point I don't expect you to have much of anything, but keep that in mind. Things are slow now, but do not expect them to stay that way! Urenda is far from dull. I have a few major events plotted out (somewhat, leaving room for innovation/changes) as well as other, long-term goals.
Riaxh, you can move your character whenever you'd like! As much as we are a group, our characters will not always be 100% together.
If you ever need something to do, yes, you can go to the cathedral, or, to Reether and ask. Or, if you guys wanted, you can make NPCs... I don't know how well that would go so early in the RP, but you still can.
There are several things going on at once usually. I had them on the ether pad to organize myself, so that I had it hashed out. My next post should make things like that a little more obvious, and drive your characters to action! im hoping
However, I will say this; this RP will be somewhat character driven. I want your characters to want things and have their own objectives, even small/short term. At this point I don't expect you to have much of anything, but keep that in mind. Things are slow now, but do not expect them to stay that way! Urenda is far from dull. I have a few major events plotted out (somewhat, leaving room for innovation/changes) as well as other, long-term goals.
@Aristo
Alright, rad!
Alright, rad!
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