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5 yrs ago
Current Finally back. Now to get through the pile of posts I haven't finished...
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5 yrs ago
So this week absolutely sucks. Currently on day 3 of being sick and stuck in bed. Sorry for any delays, I'll get back to everyone once I'm better.
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5 yrs ago
Family visiting. Posts might be slow.
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5 yrs ago
When you have a mountain of things to do but your family decides to add a whole new pile on top of it.... Currently swimming in to-do lists
5 yrs ago
Did not expect to spend my Saturday in bed with a nightmarish headache. Replies might be slow today.

Bio

So, hello all, I'm Shi. I've been participating in play-by-post roleplays for the past 8 years, though I did just come back from a break. If I'm working with you and go silent for more than a week without any explanation or heads up please send me a message and call me out on it. (Check my status if this happens. I leave most of these warnings there now.) I honestly just lose the motivation to write a lot...or forget to give a warning and then feel super guilty and put off replying longer.

On a better note; I just recently completed college and my schedule has opened up for the first time in years. Unlike before I am no longer balancing school, work, and life.

That is all...

"My life is my own, its secrets are mine,
I keep my world to myself, so don't cross the line,
But if fiction is what you are looking for, then I will be there,
A pen in my hand and a story to share.

That is what I am here for, to create stories galore,
Epics of heroes, battles of gore,
Lives unheard of, worlds not yet explored,
I am here to write, to no longer be bored."

~By Shi12

Most Recent Posts

The IC is open! Please try to allow 2-3 people to post between each of your posts.
Ex. Person 1 > Person 2 > Person 3 > Person 1 > Person 4....
Pain, Lucinda’s head was pounding as she fought to wake up. “Maybe I shouldn’t have had that last glass of beer. This hangover is a b-“ she murmured, her words cut short as she clutched her aching head in pain. Her eyes screwed tighter shut, the woman sitting up groggily in hopes of fetching the Advil from her cabinet. She needed something to dull the pounding in her head. ’ I should get up, sitting here won’t help.’ With that in mind she put a hand to the ground, her eyes flying open in an instant as she felt the cold chill under her fingers. In seconds it was apparent that this was not her apartment in Germany. Instead of the warm wooden interior and plush carpet Lucinda found herself in what appeared to be a cellar. “How the hell did I get here?” she questions to no one in particular.

The warm sensation of beer rushed down her throat, joining the previous two large mugs of beer she had already consumed. It had been a good day, now all she wanted was to relax and enjoy her long weekend. Lucinda took another hearty swig of her drink as a shadow passes over her. The girl turns on her bar stool to face several men, three in all, who had approached her. They murmured something in a language that the slightly drunk shape-shifter didn’t catch, smiling all the while. Something was directed at the barkeep and then before she had time to register what was happening the men pulled Lucinda from her seat. Once outside the establishment Lucinda realized the danger she was in, especially when she noted the scent of chloroform on one of the trio. Too drunk to think her actions through her right arm became metal, ready to fight. After several blows one got the upper hand and knocked her over the head, knocking her out.

At the memory Lucinda groaned, forcing herself to stand. Then, in the hopes of escape, she examined her surroundings. What she saw though horrified her. She wasn’t alone, several other bodies lay on the cold concrete ground. It seemed she wasn’t the only one trapped in this barren basement. Other than the people on the ground there didn’t seem to be anything else in the room besides a club of some sort that lay not far from her feet. “Great, just great.”
Blox said
Just saw this thread open up! Thanks for making the second one. I'll create my CS between today and tomorrow.


Alright!
Siaya Dragalorn said
Woot! And oh, my bad! Sorry for taking that! Great minds think alike :-). Also, sorry for that double post. My computer spazzed out or something.


It's fine, honestly it happens.
Plus it won't affect much, she was still in the 'putting together' phase.
Siaya Dragalorn said
Faira Sellwood 17 Female Though outgoing when around people she knows, she is usually quiet when meeting new people and tries to avoid large groups of people unknown to her at all costs. She has a fiery spirit and is up for almost anything with friends. She is loyal, and would do anything to keep her friends and family safe. When angry, she is a raging fire that would quickly—if not accidentally—burn her contender, both metaphorically and literally. Drowning, the possibility that her powers will not remain forever, and losing her loved ones. Control and mimicry of darkness/shadows, and fire manipulation. Found abandoned when she was a baby with only strange flute and a note with her name on it, Faira was placed with an adoption agency, where she was quickly adopted by a loving couple. She grew up mostly happy and knowing she was adopted, always wondering who her biological parents were. A few weeks before her seventeenth birthday, one of her friends had dragged her to a party. She hung back, hoping no one would notice her and wishing she could blend in with the shadows of the poorly lit room. Suddenly, she found that that is exactly what she could do. Not long after that, she discovered her ability to control fire after she and her best friend got into a heated argument. She had stormed off to a single bathroom in a corner of their school to try and cool off, but instead set the toilet paper roll on fire. She chose to share her abilities with her few friends, but a majority of them reacted with fear, and drew away from Faira. Because of that, she chose to keep the abilities from her parents. Both intrigued and frightened by her abilities, she began to practice and play with her new-found gifts, doing what research she could on the powers by both reading and trial-and-error, until the day when she found herself waking in a strange manor along with a few others, and only a note signed by someone calling his/herself “The Collector” as an explanation. She has a strange, swirling scar on her shoulder which she has had since placed into adoptive care, and tends to favor clothes of the color black. She always carries the flute she was found with, which is conveniently collapsible, and has had a special pocket sewn onto a couple pairs of her pants specifically for the instrument. Still not entirely capable of controlling her powers, they tend to “act up” with emotions.


Accepted, I love her ability.
I now have to figure out a new species for my character. (She was originally going to be a shadow person... Not anymore...)
RedOx said
Name: Howard PhillipsAge: 28Gender: MaleSpecies: Illithid/HumanAppearance: Howard, when he appears human, is 6'2", has slick, black hair, typically Slavic features, blue eyes, and is of a very slim build. In his alternate form, he maintains dimensions but bears slick, grey skin, a head reminiscent of both insects and octopi, a number of extraneous tentacles, inverted knee joints, and clawed hands and feet. Personality: Howard is a bit of a shut-in, isolating himself from others lest they discover his nature, of which he is ashamed. He is intelligent and hardly shy, but does not enjoy people, as he's come to associate them with derision and snide commentary. Fear(s): Being discovered, fire, crowds, holy relicsAbility: Howard has the ability to change between an Illithid, a child of C'thulhu, and a human. His Illithid form is stronger, more durable, and faster than most humans, but radiates an aura that decays the mental state of all within in, including Howard. As a human, Howard retains some of this control over madness, with the ability to madden others to an extent parallel with his level of bodily exertion. Short History: Howard was born and raised in Providence, Rhode Island, from which he scarcely departed. A majority of his life was spent studying law and the natural sciences, but this was cast away upon his spontaneous first transformation while visiting a beach. A cephalopod, something he had never seen prior, induced him to take his Illithd form for the first time and subsequently flee to begin a new life elsewhere.


Accepted.
To those who missed the first cutoff and have been reserved a spot the OOC is up.
Second Thread
-Blox
-Alice Zara
-Siaya Dragalorn
-RedOX
-Miss24601
-Lugubrious
-RangingWolf
-drallinix
To those who missed the first cutoff and have been reserved a spot the OOC is up.
Second Thread
-Blox
-Alice Zara
-Siaya Dragalorn
-RedOX
-Miss24601
-Lugubrious
-RangingWolf
-drallinix
TheWindel said
Reserved GM post.


I think you meant to put Co-GM...
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