@mr grim 34 Yeah, it's still open and no, it doesn't have werewolves/vampires. It revolves mostly around mythical creatures.
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Rainbow Factory
Howdy, I'm RainbowFactory, a member of RPGuild that was previously much more active 4+ years ago when the Guild had a chatroom.
I won't be on to roleplay or anything anymore, but I will be using this account as roleplay references to my old posts.
If you ever want to roleplay on a Discord server, PM me and I will view my options. I prefer fantasy but I'm also fine with slice of life or fandom roleplays of animes.
Old Note: The longest post I remember having in IC was 2,616 Characters, but I've rarely done long posts after that unless I'm really into the role-play. I'm trying to keep it at around 600+ characters now, but I may be way off with that estimation.
New Note: Since I mostly RP on Discord now, most of my posts are under 2k characters (unless I end up double-posting which is rare). However, I've stuck to doing casual to advanced-level posts because I've always enjoyed doing full detailing in my writing for both myself and my RP partners to enjoy.
Fandoms + Other
Note: I'm an ex-fan of Supernatural; I watched it a lot at its peak years ago and I still enjoy the content, so I'll be leaving all my Supernatural trash on my account cuz I honestly think it's funny, lol. I was also in a lot of other garbage fandoms (/lh) like Voltron, Undertale, FNAF, etc. or am still in them so I feel like it's fitting...
Since I first began watching anime years ago, my list has largely expanded and I've also moved on to manga since there are more interesting things for me to consume that may have not gotten an anime adaption yet. I'm now at 40+ watched animes and 20+ read/finished mangas. Most of my interests have stuck to action, fantasy/supernatural, etc. (Death Note and FMA to Parasyte and Blood-C) but also dove even deeper to heavy gore (Pygmalion and Pumpkin Night).
I'm still working on being a traditional and digital artists, and soon I'll be picking out an art college to possibly become an animator, character designer, or anything in the cartooning industry. I don't have any art accounts anymore aside from my TikTok (which I will keep to myself), but maybe one day I'll have the confidence to make a big account for a portfolio.
I've continued to heavily play games as something off to the side, going from mainly mobile games to a lot of PC games since I'm practically attached to my computer at this point. Overwatch and Genshin Impact have become my addictions, and I also have games like Destiny 2, Diablo 3, Dead by Daylight, Fallout: New Vegas, and more!
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Dianna continued listening, making a snort when the man said that she might be inexperienced, or just being rash. In situations like this, no matter if the person has the same powers or not, she doesn't really like introducing herself right away. She wanted to at least see how they would react to her being around first.
She thought about a few things when the stranger talked to her, but her train of thought was interrupted by the tree starting to tip over. Dianna looked down, seeing shadows pushing the tree out from the ground. She had to act quickly, so she scrambled to a branch that was facing the direction the tree was toppling over, then leaped to another tree. Dianna grabbed a tree branch, and pulled herself up, only giving the stranger a glance of the tip of her tail.
When she was safely in another tree she breathed heavily, then wrapped her tail around another strong branch that faced the stranger. Dianna didn't want to do that type of stunt again, so she flipped herself upside down using her tail and legs to hang from the branch, and revealed herself to the stranger. All of her hair fell down, inches from touching the ground, with her hoodie still holding some of her hair. She used both of her hands to keep the bottom of her hoodie covering her stomach, then looked back at the stranger, blinking a few times.
She thought about a few things when the stranger talked to her, but her train of thought was interrupted by the tree starting to tip over. Dianna looked down, seeing shadows pushing the tree out from the ground. She had to act quickly, so she scrambled to a branch that was facing the direction the tree was toppling over, then leaped to another tree. Dianna grabbed a tree branch, and pulled herself up, only giving the stranger a glance of the tip of her tail.
When she was safely in another tree she breathed heavily, then wrapped her tail around another strong branch that faced the stranger. Dianna didn't want to do that type of stunt again, so she flipped herself upside down using her tail and legs to hang from the branch, and revealed herself to the stranger. All of her hair fell down, inches from touching the ground, with her hoodie still holding some of her hair. She used both of her hands to keep the bottom of her hoodie covering her stomach, then looked back at the stranger, blinking a few times.
@Natsucooldude Since Blizz isn't posting, we might as well continue the role-play.
Hope tried to patiently wait for him to give him the bottle, following every inch of movement Grant made. When he finally rolled the bottle to her feet, she slowly bent down to pick the bottle up, while listening to him carefully. After a pause, he mentioned the rampage that she had through the Eastern districts, making her tighten her grip around the bottle but not change her expression. She couldn't think of a response right away. The rampage through the district was the only thing she could remember without any help, but without hesitation she quietly told Grant, "I occasionally got picked on for hanging out with weaker cadets, or even Aaron, but even becoming a captain of my own survey group didn't help. One of my own members..." Hope trailed off, not remembering who the member was or what they said, but knew that at that time she had enough with everyone, which triggered the shifting.
After a few moments of silence, she pulled the cork out of the bottle with ease and did what Grant told her, trying her best to resist the temptation to chug everything down. Once she drank a quarter of the bottle, she set the bottle down and pressed the roof of her mouth with her tongue, deep in thought.
After a few moments of silence, she pulled the cork out of the bottle with ease and did what Grant told her, trying her best to resist the temptation to chug everything down. Once she drank a quarter of the bottle, she set the bottle down and pressed the roof of her mouth with her tongue, deep in thought.
@Blizz Oi, we already did three posts, so you should put one now.
Dianna watched the old man search around for something on the ground, then saw him pick up a pair of reading glasses. She made a quiet snort, then tightened her grip around the tree branch when the man said something, specifically towards her. Well, apparently the shadows don't like me today, she thought to herself. With annoyance she punched something invisible in the darkness, with the shadows shifting an inch then back to normal. Dianna didn't want to go down to the man, having her instincts tell her that it was dangerous.
Dianna walked around the forest with her hood pulled over her head, and her hands shoved into her pockets. She was surprisingly cold, just not completely freezing, because she was in her hybrid form and had traits of a human, but still had dragon parts and abilities. Dianna was heavily breathing, inhaling cold air and a few snowflakes, and exhaling a small but easily visible flame. She was not happy being the one that had to hunt food for her siblings just because it was 'her turn'. She shook her head to herself, wondering why she didn't plan ahead with the hunting schedule, then stopped in place.
In the distance she could hear rustling of bushes, and could smell a faint scent of something, but couldn't clearly make it out. Dianna really wanted to get this over with, so she quietly side-stepped to the closest tree, and pulled herself onto a branch that could hold her body weight. Then she inched towards the direction she heard the rustling, without getting out of the tree, to investigate.
In the distance she could hear rustling of bushes, and could smell a faint scent of something, but couldn't clearly make it out. Dianna really wanted to get this over with, so she quietly side-stepped to the closest tree, and pulled herself onto a branch that could hold her body weight. Then she inched towards the direction she heard the rustling, without getting out of the tree, to investigate.
I'm not starting until @Natsucooldude responds...
@Blizz@Natsucooldude So, do you guys want to start the role-play now?
@Blizz (with some help from me)
Name: Jack Darkhart
Gender: Male
Age: 20-human-years-old
Weapons/Magic: His main weapon is a cursed scythe that has a vile aura. The steel handle has an etched thorn pattern, spiraling towards the crimson blade with black runic veins running across it, similar to a spider's web. In the moonlight the blade glows with a blood red outline. Jack is able to summon his scythe out of thin air, simply by flicking his wrist. The only magic related power he has is becoming invisible when the moon is out, using magic to have the rays pass through him, and basically bend light to make him invisible. The closer it is to daytime, the more visible he is. For example, at midnight he wouldn't be visible to other people's eyes, but near dawn he would be completely visible.
Looks: Jack's thin body stands at six feet two inches, making him tower over most of the other males in the area. His eyes are Egyptian blue with sharply slit pupils and a jagged, easily seen L shaped scar runs directly below his right eye. His eyes and scar stands out on his pale skin, and between his messy brown hair. Jack wears a a grey, button up t-shirt and over it is a white jacket with a line of fur around the outline of the hood. His pants are simple jeans overlapped by brown, worn out boots.
Bio: N/A
Name: Jack Darkhart
Gender: Male
Age: 20-human-years-old
Weapons/Magic: His main weapon is a cursed scythe that has a vile aura. The steel handle has an etched thorn pattern, spiraling towards the crimson blade with black runic veins running across it, similar to a spider's web. In the moonlight the blade glows with a blood red outline. Jack is able to summon his scythe out of thin air, simply by flicking his wrist. The only magic related power he has is becoming invisible when the moon is out, using magic to have the rays pass through him, and basically bend light to make him invisible. The closer it is to daytime, the more visible he is. For example, at midnight he wouldn't be visible to other people's eyes, but near dawn he would be completely visible.
Looks: Jack's thin body stands at six feet two inches, making him tower over most of the other males in the area. His eyes are Egyptian blue with sharply slit pupils and a jagged, easily seen L shaped scar runs directly below his right eye. His eyes and scar stands out on his pale skin, and between his messy brown hair. Jack wears a a grey, button up t-shirt and over it is a white jacket with a line of fur around the outline of the hood. His pants are simple jeans overlapped by brown, worn out boots.
Bio: N/A
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