@SkinnyTyN'aaaaaw. It's always nice to be appreciated as a GM =P
Although, without you lot, I'd be bored to tears =P
Although, without you lot, I'd be bored to tears =P
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PlatinumSkink
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7 yrs ago
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How's about no?
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7 yrs ago
When you go from walking around at 5am like a half shut knife to bouncing out your bed 10 minutes before the alarm goes off within a month of early starts at work. Self-improvement, ho!
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7 yrs ago
Celebrating the one-month anniversary of my RP starting! 135 IC posts already and still growing. Also still accepting players, so hop on over if you are interested in gritty superheroes. All welcome!
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7 yrs ago
How to know when your day as a home shopper will be busy - when your boss can't be arsed counting all the orders to pick so he logs the official total as 'mental' :-P
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7 yrs ago
Best feelings as a GM #1 - Sitting at work cackling because a player has literally set up an amazing plot hook without realising it. *evil chuckle*
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Bio
Well, where to begin?
I found my love of roleplays through a brief block of sessions of D&D when I screwed up enough and brought an class from an entirely different plane to join the main party. After following the plot to the end - which involved our dwarven pilot flying a gunship while simultaneously controlling 4 cannons by tying string around them - we ended up crashing through a portal onto a different plane. When attempting to formulate a plan, one of the PCs delivered a line that has stayed with me ever since.
"Ask the artificer, he's already done it once."
Since then, I've done a 3+ year RP between two players - using the FATE system - in which we created an entire city through creating mentally unstable characters and callus cold-blooded killers. One particularly nasty NPC came about by a sheer accident, when the melee-build character out-snarked the diplomat. Which was much more fun than it sounds. Had a bad experience with this site before, in which the GM didn't plan far enough ahead to include any NPCs whatsoever, and the other characters had no interest in Player-to-Player interactions outside of their own 2-man group. Needless to say, it died with incredible speed, which was a shame.
But I was tempted back by a friend to play a Pokemon RP despite having no knowledge whatsoever of the topic outside of Gen 1 stuff, and even that was years ago. Despite everything, I've not only been holding my own, but coming up with a completely separate sub-plot from the main plot, and making the GM's life a misery. (Sorry Zan!)
My writing style draws heavily from the likes of Worm and The Dresden Files, which means I can do a great deal of two things. Snark and Escalation. Outside of that, I like to think i'm a dynamic roleplayer, but I prefer sticking to High Fantasy sort of settings. Anything Slice of Life-y doesn't do it for me. Unless i'm slinging magic, psuedo-magic or demons (while snarking at whoever is unlucky enough to warrant it) I feel as though I could be doing something more entertaining with my time. When it comes to RP systems, I enjoy FATE or narrative based things.
My first RP which I am GMing on this site is themed around Dragon Age as carried on from the far superior (in my humble opinion) plot of the first game.
That's pretty much all there is to know about me that people would actually care about. I'll update it as I do with important changes or epic moments. Until then, feel free to PM me if you have questions or invites to stuff, and i'll respond as soon as I can. ^.^
I found my love of roleplays through a brief block of sessions of D&D when I screwed up enough and brought an class from an entirely different plane to join the main party. After following the plot to the end - which involved our dwarven pilot flying a gunship while simultaneously controlling 4 cannons by tying string around them - we ended up crashing through a portal onto a different plane. When attempting to formulate a plan, one of the PCs delivered a line that has stayed with me ever since.
"Ask the artificer, he's already done it once."
Since then, I've done a 3+ year RP between two players - using the FATE system - in which we created an entire city through creating mentally unstable characters and callus cold-blooded killers. One particularly nasty NPC came about by a sheer accident, when the melee-build character out-snarked the diplomat. Which was much more fun than it sounds. Had a bad experience with this site before, in which the GM didn't plan far enough ahead to include any NPCs whatsoever, and the other characters had no interest in Player-to-Player interactions outside of their own 2-man group. Needless to say, it died with incredible speed, which was a shame.
But I was tempted back by a friend to play a Pokemon RP despite having no knowledge whatsoever of the topic outside of Gen 1 stuff, and even that was years ago. Despite everything, I've not only been holding my own, but coming up with a completely separate sub-plot from the main plot, and making the GM's life a misery. (Sorry Zan!)
My writing style draws heavily from the likes of Worm and The Dresden Files, which means I can do a great deal of two things. Snark and Escalation. Outside of that, I like to think i'm a dynamic roleplayer, but I prefer sticking to High Fantasy sort of settings. Anything Slice of Life-y doesn't do it for me. Unless i'm slinging magic, psuedo-magic or demons (while snarking at whoever is unlucky enough to warrant it) I feel as though I could be doing something more entertaining with my time. When it comes to RP systems, I enjoy FATE or narrative based things.
My first RP which I am GMing on this site is themed around Dragon Age as carried on from the far superior (in my humble opinion) plot of the first game.
That's pretty much all there is to know about me that people would actually care about. I'll update it as I do with important changes or epic moments. Until then, feel free to PM me if you have questions or invites to stuff, and i'll respond as soon as I can. ^.^
Most Recent Posts
Posted. New IC post should be the day after tomorrow, unless I luck out and get some more free time than normal ^.^
EDIT - Scratch that, will definitely be day after tomorrow. Family are doing some weird zombie maze thing for halloween. After getting up at 5am and working till twelve, I will be absolutely knackered and could probably pass for one of the bloody zombies =P
EDIT - Scratch that, will definitely be day after tomorrow. Family are doing some weird zombie maze thing for halloween. After getting up at 5am and working till twelve, I will be absolutely knackered and could probably pass for one of the bloody zombies =P
Thinker Cup Cafe
Downtown Boston
21st January, 2011
Well, that was easier than expected.
Whetstone allowed herself to smile as the girl left. Suddenly the cloying smell of coffee didn’t seem quite so bad. She’d talked a big game about not disrespecting her, but her views on life itself seemed a little shaky. Being a gang leader in Boston, Whetstone had dealt with many capes like these in the past. None capable of unleashing a potentially fatal plague onto the city, but hey.
Soon enough, she’d have a weapon specially designed to break the Covenant, regaining her control of Allston and vastly increasing her resources. Despite what she’d bartered, a part of her felt sorry for Sickle, but he’d made his bed now. After taking a pop at her directly, she had to make an example of him.
Guess me and her aren’t so different, after all, she thought.
@Old Amsterdam
Donovan smirked.
“Professional. Not like your friend, there.” Taking his free hand, he picked up the crimson envelope and slipped it into a pocket. “I’m almost impressed. Might be a future in this city for you - not like the majority of Wonderland’s goons.”
Keeping the revolver level, his shades turned to meet Tony’s gaze. “Forgive the handgun. It’s nothing personal. You tend not to survive very long in this line of work without taking precautions.”
Standing up, he holstered the gun with a quick and seamless grace, without anyone in the cafe even noticing it had been drawn. “And yes. We did know, but not coming along regardless is impolite. Be seeing ya, kid.”
@Duoya
Wonderland Safe House - Raven Street
Downtown Boston
21st January, 2011
“Wow,” Askaryan said with a chuckle. “Didn’t even hafta break out the charm.”
Planck squealed with joy. “Really? That sounds awesome!” Her demeanour changed in a split-second, sobering and becoming far more mature. “But that question is paradoxical. We’re all about freedom. If you have to ask, you've missed the point. Everyone in this city is free to join us, leave us, love us or hate us. The only ones I have no time for are those who stick around out of fear, like that spineless rat earlier.”
Noticing the pooling blood on the floor, she suddenly jumped back a little. “Oh. I’m sorry.” With a wave of her hand, the room shifted colour to a faint pinky-green hue. The organic matter around Automaton’s wounds and Askaryan’s leg began to nit closed of its own accord.
“I’ve gotta go head back, but the effect will last until the bleeding has stopped, providing you wait it out here.” Smacking her head with the umbrella, she faced Automaton. “I can’t do tinker-stuff, though, so you’ll have to fix most of the stuff later. Sorry!” she called back, bouncing out the room.
Hopping over to a chair, Askaryan grunted as he sat. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to her. God, I hate this feeling,” he said, as the flesh around his leg visibly rippled and regrew.
“Hey. Thanks for that. Not many people would be willing to pull anyone from Wonderland outta the fire, let alone a Gladius-hired cape who’d just been fighting us moments before. Fleeing the Protectorate was a good call, but not many would have made it.”
@Lasrever
The Consortium Corporate Headquarters: Alverton Building
Downtown Boston
21st January, 2011
Taser nodded, and turned back to the table.
“Well, there you have it,” Maxwell said. “I’ll keep in touch via the burner phones should your orders change. Otherwise, I expect routine updates from you on any changes. Especially if you find them. Whether you engage is down to us, but if you come under fire, you are free to retaliate - unless you have identified their base. In which case, your survival is paramount. With that information, we can bury them in mercs, capes and generally give them a fate worse than death.”
“This city can be a lonely place. Don’t fail us, or you’ll soon find that out.”
@ProPro@hagroden@FancyHats
Protectorate Headquarters - The Zenith
Above Boston
21st January, 2011
Beyond the door, two tinkers were lazing around in the communal lounge. One sat on a large sofa, reading the paper with a coffee in hand and a doughnut on the table. The other paced the room, brimming with fury, as a news report rattled off the known information about the Dorchester battle.
“Look at this shit!” the female pacing cape yelled. “Absolute chaos, and what does Praetor do? Sends a bunch of teenage girls. We have the equipment to stop the entire thing - capture everyone. And yet, we’re sitting here, watching it on the fucking news!”
The man looked up from his paper, bemused. “Astrid. Calm down. You’ll give yourself an aneurism.”
Her glare fell on him. “Don’t tell you agree with that tosspot.”
“Not at all,” Walter replied. “But screaming at the TV won’t solve anything. Take that anger. Put it into your work.”
“I… I…” She sighed. “Damn it. It just makes me so bloody mad.”
Pushing the table in front of him over towards her with his foot, he smiled. “Have a doughnut. It’ll help.”
“How?” Astrid said, scowling.
“The sugar will make you fat, then you’ll have more immediate concerns.” His grin grew from ear-to-ear.
Her hands clenched into fists. “You complete and utter d-”
The TV flared to life, a direct feed to Praetor’s office.
“Vector.” The voice boomed. “Reports from Dorchester place the Covenant at the scene, as well as Pipeline. That brings the total kill-orders on site to five. The situation has been escalated. I want you within range of that location to strike when ready.”
Eyes flaring with a hunger, she smirked. “I’ll be ready in two. Is a VTOL prepared?”
“VTOL insertion would draw too much attention. Take another form of transport - beg, borrow or steal something quieter from another tinker, if you have to. I’ll be in touch with orders once your on-scene.” the feed went dead, and the news resumed.
Turning the the man, she laughed. “I’m going to enjoy today.” She ran off towards her lab.
“That is what worries me,” Pallas replied, under his breath.
That was when he noticed the open door, and the two tinkers standing there. “Oh, Replicant. And… a new face? Ah! You must be Ifrit. Bryson Green, wasn’t it? I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”
@SkinnyTy@ProPro
@SkinnyTy I'd never dream of actually puppeting your character with anything more than having them walk through doors or stuff occasionally. I'll leave the reactions to players, always =P
@SkinnyTyAre you alright if I narrate the events after you go through the door?
@ProProThat's fine. You've been in Boston a while, and don't really mesh with Pallas. Ifrit on the other hand has a tinker spec right up Pallas's street =P
@SkinnyTyThe Protectorate are going to end the fight shortly. With whatever force required. =P
EDIT - Sheets are up.
EDIT - Sheets are up.
@SkinnyTyThe kill order extends to the whole Covenant, not just Gubbins. Pipeline and a good deal of Wonderland have kill orders on them. Black Kaze and Caustic, for instance. Planck doesn't, neither does Askaryan or Freakshow or the other, lesser capes in there. Low-level gang violence like this started out as is extremely common. However, parahumans don't normally get involved in disputes like this.
I wouldn't mind catching the two of you before you go wandering around the Tinker labs in the communal area just beyond the door, if you fancy hanging around to watch the news with the two other tinkers already there. It'll give me a chance to introduce you to Pallas.
Speaking of which, next few CSs are about to go up. Pipeline, Pallas and Askaryan, atm, along with a placeholder for the Covenant's man on the video.
I wouldn't mind catching the two of you before you go wandering around the Tinker labs in the communal area just beyond the door, if you fancy hanging around to watch the news with the two other tinkers already there. It'll give me a chance to introduce you to Pallas.
Speaking of which, next few CSs are about to go up. Pipeline, Pallas and Askaryan, atm, along with a placeholder for the Covenant's man on the video.
@PlatinumSkinkI won't have time to post tonight anyway, so there is no rush ^.^
My approval of a player's CS five minutes after I woke up proves my dedication as a GM!
Or it proves my lack of ability to move before getting a cup of tea...
Nope, definitely not the second :-P
My approval of a player's CS five minutes after I woke up proves my dedication as a GM!
Or it proves my lack of ability to move before getting a cup of tea...
Nope, definitely not the second :-P
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