Loved it.
Sort of wondered if it was for us, though. xD
"@mentions" and all being a thing.
Sort of wondered if it was for us, though. xD
"@mentions" and all being a thing.
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The croo broom wielder
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Might not be around for a while. Thanks for visiting, though. ^^
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I'm BACK!!! Get ready to be receive some roleplay, roleplayer!
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Won't be actively playing until I'm out of my burn-out. Good luck and happy roleplaying to everyone.
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Reached my 1 year roleplaying milestone. I really couldn't have done it without you! Thank you all so much. <3
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@Thinslayer
So.. the story is moving forward? O.o
So.. the story is moving forward? O.o
Alternatively,
The catching up may not require that much of a loophole effort. Say ineffable is stuck in real time, just ensure she gets a notice of what's going on. The character passing out, keeping the golems and dragon seperated for the most part or even seeing to it that the events Ravadon and Edward get into are micromanaged/take a whole lot of time to describe, but a mere few seconds of extremely detailed golum fighting.
In short, time moves forward, but ineffable's actions are greater/consume more time than the others. (Even though this is technically cheating as it would make her posts the thing that drives the plot forward and that could be a risk for future posting, it's something worth considering, for now. You know, while we wait. xD )
The catching up may not require that much of a loophole effort. Say ineffable is stuck in real time, just ensure she gets a notice of what's going on. The character passing out, keeping the golems and dragon seperated for the most part or even seeing to it that the events Ravadon and Edward get into are micromanaged/take a whole lot of time to describe, but a mere few seconds of extremely detailed golum fighting.
In short, time moves forward, but ineffable's actions are greater/consume more time than the others. (Even though this is technically cheating as it would make her posts the thing that drives the plot forward and that could be a risk for future posting, it's something worth considering, for now. You know, while we wait. xD )
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Had some story ideas I'm really wishing I could implement in The Faraway Land, but it's far too late to rework the intro.
Anyway, the Dragon is supposed to attack the castle and face off against Princess Isabella, but ineffable's been AFK for a while and may not have time to post. All this waiting is making me ansy.
I see. Well, maybe you can "make it fit" in another part of the story. After all, if I remembered correctly, the intro into this did say death could be a big part of this rp... O.o
(Alternatively, I could sit here and get antsy too xD)
The app you didn't need.
Mind posting this in the character tab? Would hate to lose it plus it's easy to find that way ^^.
@Skrubsetsu
The darkness of night had a pressence inside of it. A creature of intruige, shadows and corpses.
Kor hadn't the faintest idea of how to react to the pressence of most surrounding him. And as a result of that, he proceeded to take with him a stick and seperate himself a little from the rest of the party.
Kor made a cloak and carried his belongings on the inside of it. Afraid of opening it and exposing others to its content, the stick not included.
The handfull of guards that tolerated the corruption would mutually agree at the nights rest: "I can sense we are nearby. One more outpost and it will be a fluent stream of power. The city of merchants is our destination, I taste it!
Aproaching Mildor, Sargom would come to tell him that they were close. Signs of corruption were stronger nearby. The city of Merchants might hold the answers to what we seek.
"Hey, I've made a 2 day plan for us to get our hands on the skull. Want to hear it?"
Sargom sought to restore her lost honor. But she hadn't the faintest idea of how she might do that now. Even the way she spoke began to reflect how broken and slightly less stable she had become.
Sargom had a few of his old allies come to him proposing they sought out any potential sewer systems and aquaducts inside the city.
Though she was not entitled to say so, she ordered them to ignore such ridiculous ideas.
Kor lead the party forward, experimenting with the powers of authority that he had discovered. It seemed dominant paralyses was the ability he had aquired. Without any further signs of devellopment, Kor held on to what he knew worked and practiced on it.
12 kittens were born that night in the pressence of the party.
Kor went to bed in solitude, nibbling on the spicefull plants woven in between his teeth.
Sargom went to bed, hugging in a warm friendship.
The city of Merchants awaited tomorrow.
The darkness of night had a pressence inside of it. A creature of intruige, shadows and corpses.
Kor hadn't the faintest idea of how to react to the pressence of most surrounding him. And as a result of that, he proceeded to take with him a stick and seperate himself a little from the rest of the party.
Kor made a cloak and carried his belongings on the inside of it. Afraid of opening it and exposing others to its content, the stick not included.
The handfull of guards that tolerated the corruption would mutually agree at the nights rest: "I can sense we are nearby. One more outpost and it will be a fluent stream of power. The city of merchants is our destination, I taste it!
Aproaching Mildor, Sargom would come to tell him that they were close. Signs of corruption were stronger nearby. The city of Merchants might hold the answers to what we seek.
"Hey, I've made a 2 day plan for us to get our hands on the skull. Want to hear it?"
Sargom sought to restore her lost honor. But she hadn't the faintest idea of how she might do that now. Even the way she spoke began to reflect how broken and slightly less stable she had become.
Sargom had a few of his old allies come to him proposing they sought out any potential sewer systems and aquaducts inside the city.
Though she was not entitled to say so, she ordered them to ignore such ridiculous ideas.
Kor lead the party forward, experimenting with the powers of authority that he had discovered. It seemed dominant paralyses was the ability he had aquired. Without any further signs of devellopment, Kor held on to what he knew worked and practiced on it.
12 kittens were born that night in the pressence of the party.
Kor went to bed in solitude, nibbling on the spicefull plants woven in between his teeth.
Sargom went to bed, hugging in a warm friendship.
The city of Merchants awaited tomorrow.
They were born, tried, lived and died. The end.
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