Ragnarok

Your average Orc, Elven, Dwarven, Barbarian, ect Roleplay! Please.

ASTA said
Had my interest until I saw this. Honestly, I can't suspend my sense of disbelief when sapient beings (whom, by definition, should be capable of heightened echelons of decision-making and abstract thought) are so one-dimensional in how they exhibit the subjective concepts of good and evil. I mean, is there a set rule that says that werewolves need to be murderous douche nozzles and elves are inherently destined to sacrifice their well-being and personal goals and wishes for the sake of everyone else's?At this point, these species don't even seem like living, breathing entities that reside within a dynamic world. They come off as mundane robots.

Good sir, There is no need to make a mockery off a single ideal that is just a concept. So before you attempt to judge someones intelligence so harshly maybe you should look outside your little box of intrinsic ideals and try to peer into someones train of thought.

I personally can't believe that a sapient being who should be capable of heightened echelons of decision-making and abstract thought couldn't see how this is a brainstorming thread so far with nothing set in stone. So please before you try to judge based off your biased opinions, read into the situations more. It was kind of the reason I put and I quote 'Inherently' which according to Websters definition means and once again I quote " Inherently is the adverbial form of the adjective inherent. They both come from the Latin word inhaerere, meaning "adhere to," with the root haerere meaning "to stick." " This is based off of common myth's centered around the set species. Yes just as there are 'good' and 'evil' humans. There are bound to be 'evil' elves and 'good' werewolves to use your examples.

So if that still makes no sense to you. It means they tend to lean towards certain actions but are not bound to do so. Another example is Humans are inherently greedy and spiteful. We always want more. We always strive to get more. When someone has something we want because they can afford it we tend to get jealous. That doesn't mean we are all cut from the same cloth. Some people give more then they should. They doom themselves to a life of menial existence to better support those around them.



Thank you and have a good day.

Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok)

Ragnarok was observing the girls reaction as he spoke and noticed her entire posture change at the mention of his family. Her fist's balled up till they turned white in anger. Her entire body seemingly shook at whatever unspoken memory rocked her mind. Soon her steps took up a new fever to escape the memory. Ragnarok wordless followed behind her for some time before his voice came out, unbidden by his mind, and rather then carrying the demonic tinge it carried a more lighter human tone.

"My father is a pure blood demon of the kings court. My brothers were birthed by some of the finest pure blooded demons. I. I was birthed from a slave who my father bought because she looked like a pure blood. It was soon evident that she wasn't by how long she was pregnant. She was a half blood birthed by the unbidden human and demon relationship. After I was birthed my father put my mother in the horse stables like some kind of livestock. For four years she nursed me till she became to sick to do so..." He paused and place his hand on Lydianna's shoulder to stop her. " She died like an animal and I have striven every day of my life to kill that bastard of a father. Just as they have striven to kill me. I just want you to know that you are not alone in your sorrow's. And as much as you despise me, know that I suffered just as you have."

He gently patted her shoulder before shifting past her and continuing down the road his hands at his sides, his own thoughts now brewing on his mind as well as the demon war machine in the east marching closer to them. He knew that there would be scouts before the border to either confirm their destination, or more then likely to try and kill them. He wondered if it was for the better to just not tell Lydianna what he thought was going to happen and just see how she reacted to the situation at hand. A subtle smirk played on his lips at the idea, quickly banishing the ill mood just moments before.

Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok)

Ah. The joy's of late night work.

Beacons (A Post Apocalyptic RP)

Damiann47 said
You're all good, things are just kind of fallen into chaos and stability fell by -1 due to a comet passing overhead. If anyone got my reference it would be cool.

You sir, get a cookie for that
*gives chocolate chip cookie*

Beacons (A Post Apocalyptic RP)

Monochromatic Rainbow said
Hmm, you don't know enough southern socially deaf girls. Actually a lot of southern people in general would be good for apocalypse.

Alot of soldiers would be good for the apocalypse as well...

Beacons (A Post Apocalyptic RP)

Monochromatic Rainbow said
Is that so?*Proceeds to fire a .44 magnum one handed.*

Whoop the chico got some skillz

Damiann47 said
Hmm don't know what kind of chaos I unleashed, but uh I'm alright with it I guess. So yeah a guy pretending to be a socially deaf girl in the middle of a post-apocalyptic world were air kills people, nothing weird about my hobby.

The chaos of birth Damniann The chaos of birth

Beacons (A Post Apocalyptic RP)

Monochromatic Rainbow said
Hmm, I see.Everybody's gaaaaay!*Flies confederate battle flag with a rainbow background to confuse people*

Indeed. Though the other side is. WE are all lesbians because we all start as female in the womb... But you know. Don't wanna ruin the macho charisma I got going for me

Beacons (A Post Apocalyptic RP)

Monochromatic Rainbow said
I suppose that means I'm a dude with boobs?Interesting.Veeeery interesting.

Moobs are a serious affliction that affects about 51% of the world. That and inverted gen's But we can't get into that here.

Beacons (A Post Apocalyptic RP)

Mortalbean said
Well, what happens when they find out about the internet? I mean there is wifi in kitchens these days.

We shall cross that bridge when it comes. till then. We must band together to stop them from discovering the internet. For all of our masculinity.

Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok)

The scoff that came from her lips made him want to slap the elf knowing that he could easily best her in strength if not in speed. However for the sake of his purse being made heavier he simply sighed and resigned to listen to her mockery where it showed. " Aye, you may have put up with worse, however my rambling can get you in trouble because I happen to be quite loose lipped in some sections of my life." He started to walk forward but was stopped by her words. Looking silently over his shoulder he saw her apply a rather decedent smelling paste to his arrow wound which managed to sting slightly. Then she placed her hand on the wound which sent little tendrils of fire through his shoulder. Wincing slightly he bit his lip to bear it without grunting. Soon though it began to heat up and cool down, leaving just a ghost of the pain throbbing right where the wound was. "Thank you, Lydianna." He managed to say without choking on the words of gratitude.

Ragnarok walked silently alongside the girl who held her blade as if she was prepared for anything. His own blade was slung across his back in a expertly crafted iron and leather sheath. He felt no need to draw it unless the danger was right in front of his eyes and judging from the chaos in Termina, every bandit with at least two chromosomes would be running as far away from the lovely flood of demonic soldiers. However this walk was a peaceful quiet. The only real sound was the wind gently wafting through the tree's which bent oh so gently against the force that could kill entire cities. After a long while in the awkard silence, the half-elf's voice broke Ragna from his revelry of the world around him. " Hmm? Oh my name. Ragnarok, or simply Ragna if Ragnarok is ''too end of the world'' esque for you." He lightly chuckled at his own words before returning back to the blessed silence. 'Damn talking to this halfie is annoying.' He grumbled inside his head.

After another spell of silence this time Ragnarok broke it. " I was planning on staying at the dwarven city of Fengonhien before catching a ride through the mountains to the demons territory. From there it should be pretty smooth unless of course my family is trying to kill me. Then we may have to go the long way around to avoid giving Abaddon and Mephesto the home field advantage. If so we may need to get some supplies from the dwarves to survive the trek through Elven territory. Cause as far as I know. They don't like half-breeds almost as much as they hate demons? right?" he glanced over at the girl.