TaroAndSelia
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Returned from a Distant Land
STATUS: As Spring grows, so too does the itch to dream, to imagine, and to create. 7 yrs ago
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- TaroAndSelia 11 yrs ago
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As Spring grows, so too does the itch to dream, to imagine, and to create.
7 yrs ago
It's Christmas time! Put up the lights, and hold up your light! #LightTheWorld
7 yrs ago
And it's impossible to edit a status. Wonderful. I meant to say my hard drive is down; I'm working out of a flash drive now.
7 yrs ago
Whoops. That's one flash drive destroyed. Kids, take good care of your toys! For those concerned, thank you! I don't have any storage, but I do have access to a browser; roleplaying continues!
7 yrs ago
Driving on my lunch break when a random kid on the sidewalk yells, "It's the internet man! Hi internet man!" Spend the rest of Monday feeling like a champ.
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*Picks up the profile*
*Looks at it oddly, as though it vaguely reminds him of something he read once*
*Blows off a mountain of dust*
Ah! That's what this is! It's my old role-player guild account!
Hello, folks, from a friend new and old. Old in that I spent many happy hours fictating way back in Old-Guild before Lost Christmas, and then I spent some time in New-Guild during its beginning development; new in that I've been gone for two years, so a lot of the "faces" I was familiar with back then don't seem to be haunting the place these days. Whether you've known me before or not, I extend to you a hearty greeting and a virtual feast. If you'd like a name shorter than the full one, please call me Taro. I'm rather comfortable with that one.
Well, you didn't come here just to hear about my history. You're probably looking to see what kind of a role-player I am. Truthfully, I'm not totally certain right now; two years without practice does bring on a multitude of changes. Then again, even in those two years I've kept the creative spark fed and fanned, in isolation though it may have been, and I can tell you this much with great certainty:
I like light-hearted laughter, soul-searching questions, and that precipice of commitment.
My favorite settings would be:
High Fantasy
Modern Fantasy
Science Fiction (new worlds, a newer Earth, even just in the immensity of space)
I consider it a given that, where boys and girls coexist in a story, Romance will blossom.
Horror I have a very weak stomach for. (I read the basic instructions for Betrayal at House on the Hill and had to consciously tell myself that night that everything was fine and I would sleep safely. I didn't even play a game; I only read the instructions!)
I stay away from graphic violence, sexual depictions of any nature, and profanities. I'm very much a PG-rated writer; I plan on sharing everything I write as bedtime stories with my kids someday.
I play a convincing dude (I'm sure you never would have guessed that), but a vast majority of my favorite characters are female. So if you have romance in mind, I'm happy to play either party. If you don't want a romance, you will probably have to tell me that plainly. Then I'll just go with what feels right for the story, subject to a few personal whims which I hope will only bolster the plot and development.
I'm very picky as far as my own ideas go. I'll try just about everything I can think of to break the idea in order to insure there are no gaping plot holes. I invite everyone else to examine my ideas in a similar light--different people, different thought processes, different problems discovered--and to offer any compliments or constructive criticisms you have. As part of that, I absolutely love pushing the boundary of an idea as far as it will stretch, or looking for that odd, "I never thought of using it like that" approach to a character's abilities.
What else would I say with this space? I really like old poetry; reading Isaiah gives me the happy trembles. I hope I've presented a fair assessment of my writing style and capabilities through this brief introduction. I love creating--creating characters and bringing them to life from the page; creating worlds filled with fascinating lore and beautiful locales; creating stories, be they narrations of ordinary men and women facing their trials or epics of fated heroes overcoming every obstacle to save Dwarf-kind.
And, in closing, I'm excited for the chance to work with you. I should be able to post daily. PM me anytime, especially if you have a question about anything I've said here or elsewhere, but even if you only want to chat. You could even ask me about my mysterious two-year absence. I'll tell you now that I was in California, but that doesn't really answer the question. I'm happy to talk anytime.
Sweet water and light laughter until next we meet!
-Taro
*Looks at it oddly, as though it vaguely reminds him of something he read once*
*Blows off a mountain of dust*
Ah! That's what this is! It's my old role-player guild account!
Hello, folks, from a friend new and old. Old in that I spent many happy hours fictating way back in Old-Guild before Lost Christmas, and then I spent some time in New-Guild during its beginning development; new in that I've been gone for two years, so a lot of the "faces" I was familiar with back then don't seem to be haunting the place these days. Whether you've known me before or not, I extend to you a hearty greeting and a virtual feast. If you'd like a name shorter than the full one, please call me Taro. I'm rather comfortable with that one.
Well, you didn't come here just to hear about my history. You're probably looking to see what kind of a role-player I am. Truthfully, I'm not totally certain right now; two years without practice does bring on a multitude of changes. Then again, even in those two years I've kept the creative spark fed and fanned, in isolation though it may have been, and I can tell you this much with great certainty:
I like light-hearted laughter, soul-searching questions, and that precipice of commitment.
My favorite settings would be:
High Fantasy
Modern Fantasy
Science Fiction (new worlds, a newer Earth, even just in the immensity of space)
I consider it a given that, where boys and girls coexist in a story, Romance will blossom.
Horror I have a very weak stomach for. (I read the basic instructions for Betrayal at House on the Hill and had to consciously tell myself that night that everything was fine and I would sleep safely. I didn't even play a game; I only read the instructions!)
I stay away from graphic violence, sexual depictions of any nature, and profanities. I'm very much a PG-rated writer; I plan on sharing everything I write as bedtime stories with my kids someday.
I play a convincing dude (I'm sure you never would have guessed that), but a vast majority of my favorite characters are female. So if you have romance in mind, I'm happy to play either party. If you don't want a romance, you will probably have to tell me that plainly. Then I'll just go with what feels right for the story, subject to a few personal whims which I hope will only bolster the plot and development.
I'm very picky as far as my own ideas go. I'll try just about everything I can think of to break the idea in order to insure there are no gaping plot holes. I invite everyone else to examine my ideas in a similar light--different people, different thought processes, different problems discovered--and to offer any compliments or constructive criticisms you have. As part of that, I absolutely love pushing the boundary of an idea as far as it will stretch, or looking for that odd, "I never thought of using it like that" approach to a character's abilities.
What else would I say with this space? I really like old poetry; reading Isaiah gives me the happy trembles. I hope I've presented a fair assessment of my writing style and capabilities through this brief introduction. I love creating--creating characters and bringing them to life from the page; creating worlds filled with fascinating lore and beautiful locales; creating stories, be they narrations of ordinary men and women facing their trials or epics of fated heroes overcoming every obstacle to save Dwarf-kind.
And, in closing, I'm excited for the chance to work with you. I should be able to post daily. PM me anytime, especially if you have a question about anything I've said here or elsewhere, but even if you only want to chat. You could even ask me about my mysterious two-year absence. I'll tell you now that I was in California, but that doesn't really answer the question. I'm happy to talk anytime.
Sweet water and light laughter until next we meet!
-Taro
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I'm thinking of making a 'lost teddy' side quest. Reward is a hand-picked daisy. Pointless? Well, yeah.
"Nope. If you start practicing for an hour every night, we can try that again in a month. Thanks anyway, Chikyū." Keith gave her a small bow to meet etiquette's demand, then turned away. Next on the list was Kūki, the blusher. She was beautiful without a doubt, and she acted cute enough to make an ordinary man blush; however, he couldn't think of her as a Queen and wife. She was more like the girl to flirt with at a ball. Still, no reason to pass up this dance. Uh, chance.
He paused a moment to watch Prince Blueberry approach his sister. Keith gave the arrogant lech a glare, but left him be. He was trying to dominate Dansu, and Flame knows that would earn him, if not physical injury, an earful of appropriate insults. He hoped she screamed them clearly into his ear--leave the little sod with an earache or, better yet, headache for being such a snob.
Still, Keith had his own work to do. He turned back to face the Princess of the Wind. For this one, he wanted to try something fun. He took a moment to prepare his face, then put on the smolder. "Fair maiden with beautiful, golden eyes, I know not if it was fate or destiny that brought us here, but may I just say," Keith opened his mouth in a wide grin, "hey. Name's Keith Kasai."
He paused a moment to watch Prince Blueberry approach his sister. Keith gave the arrogant lech a glare, but left him be. He was trying to dominate Dansu, and Flame knows that would earn him, if not physical injury, an earful of appropriate insults. He hoped she screamed them clearly into his ear--leave the little sod with an earache or, better yet, headache for being such a snob.
Still, Keith had his own work to do. He turned back to face the Princess of the Wind. For this one, he wanted to try something fun. He took a moment to prepare his face, then put on the smolder. "Fair maiden with beautiful, golden eyes, I know not if it was fate or destiny that brought us here, but may I just say," Keith opened his mouth in a wide grin, "hey. Name's Keith Kasai."
Oh man, picturing that in my head is so cool. The canon fires, it flies forward normally, then goes slow motion as soon as it touches the bubble. Slow motion fall, slow motion contact, slow motion cooked pheasant. Then the Scouts, every arm that attacks into the bubble slows down, then speeds up when it withdraws again.
I like the Temporal Mage. There's a lot of fun to be had in that Arena.
As for your question, Jay: I thought everyone was already killing pheasants? Actually, I guess there's a lot of people not. Maybe message everyone and say "50 gold drop per pheasant!" =D But that's only if there's a mass-messaging option, so I don't know.
I like the Temporal Mage. There's a lot of fun to be had in that Arena.
As for your question, Jay: I thought everyone was already killing pheasants? Actually, I guess there's a lot of people not. Maybe message everyone and say "50 gold drop per pheasant!" =D But that's only if there's a mass-messaging option, so I don't know.
Well, it doesn't help that we're watching "The Ultimate Gift" at the same time.
For his part, Keith was fine sitting where he was. It'd be so much more enjoyable to watch how things played out between all the actors. But if he didn't take active part, he would be left with the actress nobody else desired. Judging by the range of faces, that was a toss-up between Dansu and the Chikyū girl. Not that Chikyū was hideous or anything. If she could just push a smile onto her face, she'd be radiant. That was just it, though; the girl looked like she was at a funeral.
Well, maybe that wasn't far from the truth. They were all put in here to die together, two-by-two. And if Keith was going to die, he'd have an absolutely gorgeous girl to do it with. He stood up from his chair and approached the girl with brown hair, green eyes, and a face as hard as a drill sergeant.
"Can you smile? Just once for a few seconds, that's all I ask. I want to see what you look like as a girl instead of a soldier."
Well, maybe that wasn't far from the truth. They were all put in here to die together, two-by-two. And if Keith was going to die, he'd have an absolutely gorgeous girl to do it with. He stood up from his chair and approached the girl with brown hair, green eyes, and a face as hard as a drill sergeant.
"Can you smile? Just once for a few seconds, that's all I ask. I want to see what you look like as a girl instead of a soldier."
Off and on. It's a busy night.
Braden had paused on the edge of town to wait for his health to finish refilling. Sitting with his back against a small hut, Braden sat bolt upright when a party invite appeared in front of him. From Daeris Shadowleaf. He only considered it for a moment before accepting the invite. A display appeared at the edge of his vision. Daeris Shadowleaf was crowned as leader, and Braden Blade was listed right below her. "I'm at the east fields," he messaged. He didn't bother telling her to grab the quest; she was smart enough to know that on her own. Thank stars, too; Braden wasn't here to be a baby-sitter.
He waited a few more moments before standing and stepping out of the village and into a more visible position.
He waited a few more moments before standing and stepping out of the village and into a more visible position.
"I no speak English."
Is this not a worldwide release with automatic translations? Or even funnier, suppose it is?
Is this not a worldwide release with automatic translations? Or even funnier, suppose it is?
DraconianBlade said
I would be honoured TAndS, but you're waving a foreign flag at meh. I'm not 'Murican. But yay I was right!
:yourcountry
I'd imagine I'll have to pay a fine for damages if I want to be accepted there again. My plan is just to avoid guards until I can get to Twin City.
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