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3 mos ago
Current roleplayerguild.com/topics/… Come on in, kin. The first quest is about to start and players welcome.
3 mos ago
roleplayerguild.com/topics/… Me make RP, you join RP. We RP and make more RP. Deal or no.
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4 mos ago
roleplayerguild.com/topics/… We just started. But always welcome more!
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4 mos ago
roleplayerguild.com/topics/… Starting soon but can still use players both before and after we do
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4 mos ago
roleplayerguild.com/topics/… Still looking for players, kindred. Come on down. It's fee soil.
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Bio


Role Play Preferences:[/b] Pretty much everything except playing other characters and most slice of life plots. Elastic on most shit.

Fandoms: Silent hill, Homestuck, Bioshock(1-2) and pretty much all of HP lovecraft's stuff.

Personality: Ambiguously ?????????????????.

Favorite Homestuck characters: In order: Eridan, Karkat, gamzee, John.

Hate kanaya and Jade.

My Homestuck class: Bard of Void

Likes: Scented Candles, Writing, RP'ing-in almost any form really. Even if I haven't tried it before- Pixel Art, Making things period, Dressing up in my mad mass. Talking to folks. <3 that understand what I say all the time without me having to tame my tongue.

Dislike: Political talk-light prods for opinions are fine though if private- Being tied down. Talking about myself too much. Playing party therapist, Edgy shit.

Pretty approachable, most of the time I'm all fine with, motherfucking. dancing down a door way to someone else grounds to chill. I tend to either be chilling or drilling the oil out of the works so random absence or silences are a normal.

my 1 x 1 IC

Most Recent Posts

@Starlance

That's the,motherfucking,zelta space zoo philosophy, my celestial lancealot.

@Starlance@Bazmund@datadogie@Voltus_Ventus

Let's start with a warm up one.

The goal of all the questions is to survive or prevent any danger the scenario presents to you.

Do not use any data you have in your PM for classes as such data may be exclusive to you for a reason.

ATHEM

SCENARIO 1

You are a: Normal human crew member on a standard non-descript medium sized ship. You know this ship is carrying massive amounts of pure oxygen to one of the authority stations.

One day a fire breaks out in the storage area while you are busy filling up smaller oxygen tanks for space suits from some of the extra storage. Several oxygen tanks are knocked over in a panic, spreading the fire aggressively, walling off any retreat into the ship.

What do you do?
@Bazmund

Nah,brother. I mean as a OOC game. To practice for the chaos to come and shake the soda in the soul a little since things a,motherfucking, bit low in the frame rate.


Maybe a bit too low activity. I should be the motherfucking, one shaking the bake. after all I am the cook.

What do you guys say we do some simulations?

I'll do a little OOC game where you all answer to a ship scenario I propose. Those that get the most right answers win an in game prize at the end.

I'll throw in some class specific questions from time to time to just to mix it up a little.

If you guys are down, just,motherfucking, tick my mention and crackle the comms.

@Starlance@Sylvan@MythicGaming@officaz@Bazmund@datadogie@Eyelid@Voltus_Ventus


fuck, I'm sure we lost half our team to the load times,motherfucking, maybe I should open the shutters and let people reserve characters that Zelta can try to recruit later on or something.
@Voltus_Ventus

shit, don't eject any salt water about it, brother. I ain't,motherfucking, setting a count down on mail movement until after we launch which is next post. So there's no rush, no pressure.
@Starlance@Bazmund@datadogie@Eyelid@Voltus_Ventus

I'm rolling these,motherfucking, men of the marching mutterings onto the red carpet for carrying cordial with me onwards. Thanks to these guys synergy I finally got an RP that I didn't ditch and one everyone kept posting in and finally passed the intro stage.

All my priror RPs have either died shortly after IC interceded or were still births. I think together we can make some bullet holes that people will look back on later on in years and motherfucking, spring out the sound waves "Fuck. I wish I was a part of this. This looked awesome!"

shit, kinetic connecting this up a bit so,motherfucking, photon perusers get a look at this.


@Starlance@Sylvan@MythicGaming@officaz@Bazmund@datadogie@Eyelid@Voltus_Ventus

double tagging to alert that I posted incase the first one didn't fly since I forgot to initially include tags.
PREPARE FOR TAKE OFF!


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A echo of coughing metal wandered down the empty hallways,rattling the bruised green walls enough to shirk off years of dust down onto the large black cube below awkwardly blocking half of the hall. A buzzing hum of electricity arose within, flickering weak light behind the "Power Protein" button, winking on and off before the rest of the buttons below each "clicked" audibly and lit up as the cube inched itself up onto two previously retracted tank tracks. A vague bloom beamed behind the gruel of dirt and dust on its front, falling off as it rubbery tracks slodge forth in muflled bumps, each one leaving a trail of dust bunnies behind him as the "Super Suppers" word in obnoxious red lighting shaped font revealed itself.

The dead ship yawned with a roar,its inner mechanical pipes thrusting through years of built up rust, almost letting out a painful yelp while the bulky bulbs shuddered from the red glare of emergency power to the pale, unexpressive beam of the same all too standard glare of overly powerful white lighting in every ship. Metallic bangs burst the silence as hidden guts gnawed at the labour of restoring the tomb back to life, the black stoic towers fizzling with palpable energy as vast tentacles of cables all twitched and slightly coiled their slimey, smooth eeel like skins while pumping power to the towers. Towers which had so many creases and brutalist jutting shapes they resembled a brain made up out of blocks.

Several lifeless screens blipped an atom of light onto their screen, doing it several times in mimic of eyes adjusting to the light before a series of green text flickered from the darkness.

"Computerized Cognitive Compartment Active. Activating Safety Protocools. Warning: Thinking power above level 4. Safety Protocools insuffiecient. GOD UNIT now attached to GRID system. A.I active. Auto-Servitor now shutting down"

A red bulp in the corner of every room blurted out a loud beep, flashing crimson red. Each beep singifying each system of the ship that has shown no error before lift off. The ship did this several times with a brief silence before breaking it with a dizzying beam again. Suddenly the halls started to move and floor shook violently below them, swaying as if the world was starting to move as the beeping went on. The crews stomach lifted, then droped, each sudden thrust banging as metal coldly and violently gripped metal. Then it suddenly slowed down into a snail-paced acceleration that shook their spines akin to standing on a rough bus.

"ZELTA CREW 01. PREPARE FOR HYPER RAIL ACCERLATION"


A deep voice called out from some omnipotent source, roaring clearly like the voice of a cybernetic god.

The front of the ship peered down the tunnel to infinity, stars stared back at them as giant claws pulled them from up above down a set of rails until they were firmly on the very edge of the star base and the cold void outside, Lucy head prodded out entirely into the abyss. A giant stram of immeasurable flat magnetic devices twitched forward and backward inside the tunnel, buzzling with a vibrant blue energy that dissipated immediately.

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"WHEN YOU ARE READY TO LIFT OFF ACTIVATE YOUR TRANSRECIEVER AND SAY SO ON YOUR COMMS"




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