Synthesis

I Wanna Raichu A Pokemon Team (A Pokemon Team Builder Service)

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Embers in the Grass (Young adult, Post-apocalyptic Rp)

This has peaked my interest, expect a CS up soon.

Hell. To the Yes.

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Syn's Shadowed Sanctuary

Project on Hold

A B O U T M E
I am Syn. I'm going to keep this brief because you don't need my life story. I'm twenty-four, meaning I'm plenty old enough for all of your dark fantasies. Slice of life bores me, so does Historical, most fandoms and canons. To be frank, I like being creative and original, and that typically involves building our own world. I can play Male, Female, Androgynous being spawned from space time, or basically whatever. If you must know I was born a male, but I don't really care about gender identities and what not. I'm just me.

I don't expect a lot when it comes to writing. I make typos, I have days where I can write a novel, or days where I can only manage a handful of paragraphs. The later is especially true during times of heavy character interaction, I'm not a fan of jumping around in the dialogue, but nor is it really a peeve of mine. My writing can be very... detailed at times, and my themes can cross into dark zones depending on whatever scenario is at hand. If you're sensitive to things like violence that is not trust constricted to males, or adults; some gore, though I don't get too excessive; and things of that nature, perhaps I am not the partner for you.

Additionally, there could be moments of taboo, especially in past era type roleplays, such as the medieval ages. While we're on the subject of forbidden romance, I guarantee there will be themes incorporating lesbians, gays, and things of that like. That includes the other things do, like females with male parts, and so forth. It's not that I'm an advocate of same-sex marriages or rights or whatever, it's rather that these things exist and I see no reason not to include them if I feel like it.

Furthermore, on the topic of sensitivity, this is the only trigger warning you will get from me. I would say that it is possible to avoid certain triggering scenarios, but that is highly unlikely. These are real things that affect people, and it's possible I will do something terrible to my characters. This doesn't just involve around physical actions, like drugs or non-consensual happenings, but also those of the mind.

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W H A T I W A N T

• Somebody who considers themselves at least "high casual" to advanced. Be aware of what you're writing, don't rush, don't just "reply", but move the world. Create plots, execute ideas, and try not to constantly leave me in a hard spot to reply to. I'm not too concerned with typos as long as you have pretty solid english, and posting speed isn't too much of a concern. Every other day is fine for me, but we can go as fast as you want and I am able. If something happens and you become overly busy, or you're expecting to be busier please let me know. I'm willing to be patient, but giving me the "oh I was busy" excuse after I message you, well, it's over used. It takes less than twenty seconds to send me a PM. Also, if you're just not feeling the roleplay anymore, don't be afraid to tell me. I get it, sometimes we get overly excited about something. It's cool, I appreciate being told rather than getting ghosted.

•Someone who is willing to work with me, to plan and plot out ideas, or even spring something up. Don't just react, but push your own ideas. Run things past me, you don't always have to share the finer details, you can leave some things a surprise, but I enjoy roleplaying more as a partnership and less as leader and follower. Let's try to keep things interesting, take liberties, and if there's every a problem with something or perhaps an alternate idea then we should discuss it. I don't mind discussing every alternative, or idea, or things that could/should/need-to be changed. I'm a flexible person.

•I consider my writing to be mature, and expect you to be of Legal American Age (18). While I'm not dead-set on having a roleplay that involves smut, I'm also not against it. I don't really get into 'quality smut' because it's pretty hard to write a substantial smut post. At least, I'm not good at it, but I will stray into mature themes and zones, and I'm not shy with the actions I depict, the words I use, or even character dialogue. Also for this reason, because I do walk the gray line, I prefer my roleplays be done through PM.

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T H E M E S / G E N R E S

Fantasy	Apocalyptic	Super Powers	Steam Punk
Cyberpunk	Sci Fi	Occult	Mythological
Monsters and Demons	Elemental Manipulation	Animal Hybrids	Chaos and Destruction
Society Building	Survival Scenarios	Hordes of Monsters	Feats of Badassery
Unique Ideas	Unusual Situations	Insurmountable Odds	Strategy and Tactics
Romance	Action	Adventure	Horror
MxM	FxM	FxF	OtherxAny

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P L O T S A N D I D E A S
I'm always up for changing details of an idea, or even mashing things together. Also, don't be afraid to bring me a plot idea of your own. Just because I have things listed here doesn't mean they will be the only things I am interested in.

F A N T A S Y

Falling Skies: Tigres Team (Sci-Fi, Mecha, Space Odyssey/Opera)

The next-gen ones are for those that don't want to go through the process of making a machine, but still want to be competitive with player made machines.

"...this group will be roleplaying as an elite unit themselves, they also have access to next-gen machines..."

@vietmyke

Yes, you can optimize a Fafnir, trick it out how you like within reason.

@vietmyke

Hm? Wouldn't "Modifying" and "Tricking out" A Fanfir pretty much be going through the process of making a machine, but getting to use the upgraded chassis?

Why can't I have a chassis with the extra Core(s) again? Five power goes a long way in this system, I'm trying to create a mech suited to my tastes but unfortunately the creativity is heavily limited by a system of points.

Actually, scratch all that. I've lost interest in this.

Syn's Shadowed Sanctuary

Landon "Lan" Peddle

Survival Gear

Name:

Landon "Lan" Peddle

Age:

Nineteen (October 15^th, 1996)

Occupation:

Conservation Officer

Physical description:

Lan is pretty much your average young adult of ordinary awkwardness. He's a slightly tanned Caucasian who's used to looking down to most people from a height of 6'0. He usually sports baggy clothing that gives him somewhat of a lanky and awkward appearance, despite being more than moderately in shape. He doesn't bother to brush his wild mange of medium brown hair he seriously prefers to keep smothered beneath a knit cap.

His features are rather prominent though his mother always told him he just hasn't grown into them yet; Ears that are just a little too pronounced, a nose that's just a tad too bulbous, eyebrows that are just a bit too thick. Paired with a dull jawline and a bored look in his eye, most people take him to be a little slow at first. Especially since his posture is terrible and he seems to be in a constant hunch.

Background:

Lan hasn't been a part of Baptiste River Valley for long, having just recently move in a year prior, just in time to finish school. Originally from the southwestern edge of the United States, the sprawling forest and farmland was a nice change of pace from the desert wilderness. His Father, Dalton Peddle, had accepted a job opportunity in the growing valley community, one that paid adequately well. The move didn't bother Lan much, never one for many friends anyways, let alone a love life.

Land's father was a Game Warden, or specifically titled a Conservation Officer, and had been since Lan was little. His mother always said that's where Lan got his love of the outdoors. Despite the fact that his mother, Wauna Peddle, decends from a tribe of Northern Californian Indian known as the Miwok. Somewhere between ventures with his father and learning about his mother's culture, Lan found himself disconnected from those around him.

Which in turn lead to something of an awkward school life at best, Somewhere between loner and outcast. Baptiste Valley proved to be no different, especially being the new kid so late in the year. Lan rarely took up invitations to hang out, and has never been to any of those wild parties most teens dream about. He'd much rather spend his evenings hiking the trails and his weekends camping out beneath the stars.

Since he was old enough to draw back the string, Lan's always found an interest in the bow. Both of his partners being survivalists, though of different calibers, Lan's learned a lot of different techniques from modern survivalism, to ancient Mowikan practices, including how to fashion his own rudimentary bow and arrows. Admittedly he's picked up a lot of skills from his mother, from archery to herbs and poultices, foraging, and the like. Lan never quite gained an interest with firearms, much to his father's dismay. However, to become a Conservation Officer Lan not only had to take training for them, he's also required to carry one. At best, he feels comfortable with a pistol.

Most of the practical skills he picked up from his father, other than learning about life and being a man, involved late evenings of woodworking. Lan's comfortable in a shop, and knows how to use the tools from helping his father fashion wooden constructs. It was something of a hobby that got passed down to him, at first Lan wasn't big on it, but eventually completing odd jobs for the community and helping renovate a few homes here and there it grew on Lan as a side passion. Alternatively it helped bolster his carving skills, especially when it came to fashioning shelters and tools on longer camping expeditions.

A few months before everything really took a turn for the worst, Lan was living the life he'd always dreamed of having. Following his father's footsteps in becoming a Game Warden, traversing and living among everything the outdoors had to offer. Early in the year he even managed to place first in a small archery competition, and was looking forward to participating in the regional event.

Lan and father had been somewhat disconnected from the pandemic sweeping through their lonely little valley. Sure, they'd heard of the reports and rumors, but they were deep in the wilderness when it seemed things began to breakdown. They had been hot on the trail of a group staked out somewhere in the Vand Wilderness, some miles south of the Addisson Salt Mine, following up on reports of illegal off-season hunting.

It wasn't unusual for them to disappear on long trips like this, especially over summer breaks from school. Now that he was fresh out of the academy, it had been something he and his father had been looking forward to. Chasing down a band of criminals was just an added dash of excitement. Their real purpose was to locate, report, and let the actually police force handle it.

However, plans went astray when the found a campsite containing only bodies, curled in the death throws of what must have been immense pain. That very same evening, Dalton's "Cold" and "Allergies" seemed to be showing symptoms of something much worse. It struck Lan as surreal, watching his Father uncontrollably switch from violently hacking out puffs of blackish powder, to vomiting his earlier meal. It was that kind of thing people always told themselves, when something affected the world you always told yourself that it was far away. It could never happen to you.

Lan cried harder than he had in years that night, beneath the twinkling stars, his body hovering over the freshly turned earth of his father's grave.

Skills and Talents:
Nature Boy: Between his parent's teachings growing up, and official training at the Conservation Officer Academy, Lan has an immense understanding of how to rough it in the wilderness. This skill extends from crafting shelter, foraging, hunting, tracking, a bit of modern herbalism, and so forth. This also includes skills for fashioning tools and traps.

Apprentice Woodsmith: By no means a professional crafter, Lan does have a decent talent when it comes to working with wood. Years of refurbishing furniture, small remolding projects, and crafting things from scratch has given him enough experience to be good at this craft, if not a little better. This has also helped him when it comes to rudimentary tool making out in the wild.

Man of the Hunt: Much of his wilderness skill-set comes from the passion of hunting. Though his mother has taught him to respect the life he takes, Lan has always enjoyed the thrill of the hunt. This has made him proficient in various styles of bow use, though he is best with a compound. He's always wise in the ways of stalking his prey, masking his scent, and moving like a wraith. He's light on his feet, fast enough to chase, but also patient enough to wait. Additionally he knows how to properly utilize most game to the fullest. On a minor note, because of his profession, he knows how to use a firearms despite not being very good with them at all. He's most comfortable with a pistol, and that's to say, just barely.

Wise Man: Probably a trait instilled into him from his mother, Lan is pretty good when it comes to critical thought and strategizing. He knows how to think ahead, and prepare for the worst in most cases. Like the wise men of old form his mother's stories, Lan knows how to buckle down and remain stalwart in tough situations. Sometimes the best choice is a tough choice to make, and doesn't leave a lot of room for debate.

Weaknesses and Faults:
Wildman: Since Lan is so heavily involved in isolated nature ventures, and working at home with his family, he has very little practical experience when it comes to the normal social world. He's missed out on a lot of social norms and trends, and quite a bit of human interaction. He's not exactly a people person, and his conflict resolution skills are probably sub-par at best. Social skills are definitely one of his weak points.

Technobabble: Because he's rooted so firmly in the natural elements, Lan's understanding of modern technology is pretty poor. He knows how to work a phone for the most part, but was never one to sit down at a computer or gaming console. He doesn't really know any other trade skills, including the maintenance of his own vehicle. He's probably changed a tire maybe twice in his life, let alone the oil. If It's not related to the outdoors, or crafting wood, it's unlikely he has anything more than basic understanding.

Lone Wolf: Lan is best when working alone, with the exception of his father. He never really trusts or relies on anybody else, and at times suspicion will get the better of him. He's kind, and cares about other people, but he's always been taught to look out for "Numero Uno".

Weapon of Choice: When it comes to weapons Lan is really only good with one thing, his bows. He's decent with a pistol, despite how uncomfortable he is using it, and could probably wield a knife with adequate potential. He's also scrappy, though mainly because he's nimble. Otherwise, he's got no real potential outside of archery. Using a gun makes him uneasy, and he's a poor shot anyways. He's not exactly very strong, so when it comes down to a brawl he's pretty dependent on a lucky shot. Any other weapon is probably better in anybody's hands rather than his.

Apathetic Duress: Like many people his age, Lan tries to remain stoic through any and all hardships. He bottles up his emotions and tucks them away in a deep dark place, feigning apathy over feeling negative emotions. And like most people who do this, Lan has a breaking point. It could simply be the buildup of emotional stress, or perhaps a random trigger, but eventually all walls crack and crumble.

Personality:

Lan isn't much at a first glance. It's knowledgeable in his respective areas, but because he's so disconnected from society he tends to be rather quiet and soft spoken. He's pretty bad at social cues, and is prone to speaking absentmindedly without too much thought. Some would call him abrasive, saying things in a forward manner, but in reality he's more than likely talking to himself, speaking his mind of a sorts.

Emotionally he's rather calm, and takes the hits as they come. He's good at focusing on an objective, and isn't likely to quit without good reason. He's a driven individual, especially when it comes to himself, but also mild-mannered. He cares about people, despite how disconnected he feels around others.

Falling Skies: Tigres Team (Sci-Fi, Mecha, Space Odyssey/Opera)

I see, thank you for clarifying (and also my typo). I will likely join up then, I was just a bit confused for the difference.

For all intents and purposes, players will be creating nex-gen machines without calling them nex-gen.

Falling Skies: Tigres Team (Sci-Fi, Mecha, Space Odyssey/Opera)

@vietmyke Lore-wise I can see the reasoning, but roleplay wise it just doesn't quite appeal to me, it feels limiting. Instead of designing a machine I would like to play and feel equal, I must use old gen parts and manipulate your stats system for maximum potential. In example, I can't have a medium chassis with four cores, because it's "too new", there in being I would have to saddle my machine with unnecessary 'accessory' parts.

As for joining up, well, I guess I'll think about it.

Falling Skies: Tigres Team (Sci-Fi, Mecha, Space Odyssey/Opera)

All player made machines will be current gen machines.

@vietmyke

Am I to assume that "current gen" refers to "next gen" machines based on your example character which I also assume is an actual character you will be playing?

Because I noticed that the building pieces you listed are suited towards, comparability, the older gen and not the new gen. In which case, I feel it is much more likely you intend us to use what you have laid out.

Assuming you will be playing the example character, is there a purpose to under powering the rest of us?

Falling Skies: Tigres Team (Sci-Fi, Mecha, Space Odyssey/Opera)

I'll be making a CS tonight.

Waiting on question to be answered below.

I heard there were cookies

Thanks everyone. Appreciate the good vibes.