"Are you so weak that you would do as you're ordered without a second thought? All of you, are you sheep!? This will never establish peace! If Mizu tries to say one more word to me I'm going to knock his jaw loose! Do you think this is alleviating tensions!?"
Keith glared back at every stare that was on him. Nobody seemed to care, though; the kings had spoken, so they would all just shut up and die. If their parents said it would bring peace then this group would accept the guillotine. Keith wasn't going to let that happen. Not to him, not to Dansu, not to Chikyu, and not to Kuki.
"Round Table! Everyone gather around the table. I'm not getting anywhere shouting at you, so we're going to do exactly the same thing they are. Let's talk about your 'peace'."
TaroAndSelia
Member
Returned from a Distant Land
STATUS: As Spring grows, so too does the itch to dream, to imagine, and to create. 7 yrs ago
- Last Seen: 5 yrs ago
- Joined: 11 yrs ago
- Posts: 486 (0.12 / day)
- VMs: 1
-
Username history
- TaroAndSelia 11 yrs ago
Status
Recent Statuses
7 yrs ago
Current
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.
3
likes
Bio
*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
Most Recent Posts
Thank you.
Vec said its just that the age and that picture don't really fit :/ i've never seen a 13 year old like that
Not my point. Tara is a dragon. When she's in her normal, dragon form Taraah will look 13. The human appearance is a spell, so age doesn't matter.
Vec said and i am going with the story's timescale. Cain is not a second generation dragon if you catch my drift...
Forsythe has prime say on dragons, and he has declared that the oldest dragons reach just past 1500 years. A 2000 year-old dragon is impossible in this setting.
Old age
After 600, dragons are considered elders and like humans, their bodies are starting to degrade, as is the level of their magic. While the average life span is from 800 to a thousand years, the oldest dragons recorded are of age over 1500 years.
Just going to put that out there. It's part of Forsythe's sheet.
And there's no rule that says a spell to change appearance can't change apparent age.
After 600, dragons are considered elders and like humans, their bodies are starting to degrade, as is the level of their magic. While the average life span is from 800 to a thousand years, the oldest dragons recorded are of age over 1500 years.
Just going to put that out there. It's part of Forsythe's sheet.
And there's no rule that says a spell to change appearance can't change apparent age.
DraconianBlade said just so you can live as you did before?
This is the piece that I dislike. To exact revenge on Mizu, or to maintain a selfish pride--either of these would be reasonable.
@Drac I would appreciate it if you didn't meta-game. Not a single mention of why Keith was unhappy was spoken aloud. The obvious assumption would have been that he hates Tre.
Keith had pulled his finger away from Tre's back when the maid came out to make the announcement. He didn't move, letting the others speak around him as he tried to think through what he'd just been told. Every time his thoughts reached Dansu marrying a Mizu, though, everything fell apart. He respected Dansu enough to back off on that one, but he wasn't going to be a pawn.
"If Dansu is Queen, you can be sure of that. If," he answered Tre. Keith turned away from Mizu and faced his proclaimed wife.
"Don't take this the wrong way--it's not about you. But excuse me while I go ask my father what the Flame he is thinking. You're free to come with me if you like." Keith made straight for the large doors that led to where the monarchs sat. It made sense to form an alliance with Chikyu, but that should be Dansu's place. He should have-!
He should have who? Mizu? He could hardly stand the name. Kuki? She wasn't nearly strong enough to stand beside him. So it was Chikyu. No, that wasn't quite right. The last option was nobody. That was the one he wanted. Keith stopped walking, glaring at the doors ahead of him. What he wanted was to have Mizu punished and then life to go back to how it was. That would be the just thing, would it not? Mizu had begun all this, so Mizu should atone and end it there. But instead they would punish Keith and Dansu for their sins.
Keith hadn't been taking this seriously. He could see that. This whole thing had been a joke when he walked in. But with that order laid out by all of their parents, the farce had become a reality.
"Burn it. Burn it all to ash!" Keith turned around to face the Chikyu princess again. "You can't tell me you're okay with this!"
"If Dansu is Queen, you can be sure of that. If," he answered Tre. Keith turned away from Mizu and faced his proclaimed wife.
"Don't take this the wrong way--it's not about you. But excuse me while I go ask my father what the Flame he is thinking. You're free to come with me if you like." Keith made straight for the large doors that led to where the monarchs sat. It made sense to form an alliance with Chikyu, but that should be Dansu's place. He should have-!
He should have who? Mizu? He could hardly stand the name. Kuki? She wasn't nearly strong enough to stand beside him. So it was Chikyu. No, that wasn't quite right. The last option was nobody. That was the one he wanted. Keith stopped walking, glaring at the doors ahead of him. What he wanted was to have Mizu punished and then life to go back to how it was. That would be the just thing, would it not? Mizu had begun all this, so Mizu should atone and end it there. But instead they would punish Keith and Dansu for their sins.
Keith hadn't been taking this seriously. He could see that. This whole thing had been a joke when he walked in. But with that order laid out by all of their parents, the farce had become a reality.
"Burn it. Burn it all to ash!" Keith turned around to face the Chikyu princess again. "You can't tell me you're okay with this!"
Savi, you can be evil sometimes, you know that?
Meh. Mercury's having fun. It's something Braden needs to learn to do.
The tip of something pressed into Prince Mizu's back. "That was so funny I forgot to laugh," came Keith's voice from behind him. His tone was hard, leaving no room for mirth. "For a minute I almost believed you were here as an equal. Let me tell you what the truth is, though. You are here to grovel for our forgiveness before we wipe your treacherous, corrupt nation from the face of the world."
© 2007-2024