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    1. Zahir 8 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current The rp's you join just die and you yell 'no' internally because they would be amazing if started
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8 yrs ago
When you try to create a Wolf's Rain, based roleplay then remember barely anybody has watched that anime... Fails sat making first group rp on the guild.
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8 yrs ago
[@Wade Wilson] Sorry for the retarded qoute. . .
8 yrs ago
Distance doesn't seperate people. . .silence does - Jeff Hood
8 yrs ago
"A man admiring another man's beauty isn't gay it makes him Austrian" - Marilyn Manson
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@Infamous Empath Oh, no. I just thought of this. It's all my idea that I know of.

I can actually put it into a couple of words. Though I'll explain it a bit... Does humanity deserve to live, no? ...yes? Everything you adventurers do causes something to happen in the future.

Ex. - Say if you pick a flower maybe up the road now you run into a storm or a dangerous creature. Now if you didn't pick that flower, nothing would've happened.

So, really the adventurers have to show Jakquel that humanity even as it gets to its worst is worth keeping. Though the adventurers don't know that till they arrive.
@KatherinWinter I'm okay with whatever you want boss.
@WysteriaWell, on this ad the rp standards I stationed are Large group(5+ people) and casual detailed(at least 1 paragraph).
I'm sorry. I haven't been on. I didn't mean to not be on for a few days more then I should. I have been busy but, now I'm getting more free.

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Tariq teleported to the one place he remembered best. The family mansion. He couldn't deal with all the tensions and commotion happening in the life at ORO. Always in a place...Tariq always felt out of place of. Though isn't that normal? "Don't I always feel out of place?" he asked himself as he stood in the dimmed room the shades shutting out the moonlight the windows locked close creaking in the harsher below 20 degree of winter storms...especially with wind chill.

Tariq looked round the room as he noticed the filthy wall paper with its crimson, red appearance with the white star like marks patterned all round it every inch up, down and to both sides. It seemed like a creature came and clawed parts of the paper down from the wooden boards hiding behind the once simple paper. This sight caused Tariq to tense up a little. Glancing around he noticed the black curtains shredded at the bottom along with the bed half way off from the framing and the sheet seeming to be half way pulled off.

"What happened here?" He keeled down and picked up a picture. It was a picture of a delegate featured a woman with darker hair. It had a cream coloured look to the picture as it was supposed to be black and white. The woman had a slight smile under the cracked glass of the frame. As he flipped the frame around, he undid the back and slipped out the picture. Folding it up and putting it right into his pocket. He slowly got up as he looked around once more. The room looked like it was deserted and ransacked. Going to the door, he put his hand on the chilling brase doorknob.

Letting go of the door knob he looked around and went right in middle of the room. He couldn't go out into the rest of the house. He just needed a moment alone and at the ORO the tension was great. Tariq knew he was blamed for the reason of the intense situation, and he was embarrassed for that.
Sitting down in the middle of the room, he crossed his legs and cupped his hands on his knees as his eyes closed. Breathing in deeply and exhaling fully. He breathed in and out slowly. Calming himself before everything fell into silence. Just the wind again the old glass windows and rustling of the wind against the old boards of the house. Tariq sat there and started to meditate. Going into a quiet place in his head trying to figure out why he's acting like this. Asking himself why he is taking out his anger on Emory. Why his friends always disappear and die.

Hours later


He opened his eyes quickly. Standing up quickly and whipping his wand he disappeared once again. Slamming himself into the floor of his room. Tariq was never good with landings after teleporting. As he got up slowly dusting himself off he removed his jacket throwing it onto his bed.

As he made his way out of his room he started going placed that Emory would be. Moving around the house quietly and swiftly he didn't really care to talk to anybody else. Especially Dr.End for making a fool of himself. Tariq found himself looking everywhere except one place.

He was standing by Emory's room now and combing his fingers through his hair. "He's not in there..." He couldn't hear anything as he kept walking. Tariq didn't want to really talk to Emory for he was embarrassed at his actions. Though he felt like it was right to do what he was about to do.
Tariq ended up in the apparition room as he saw Emory standing there. He knocked on the wall showing he was entering. "Emory." He clearly said as he sighed and looked to the ground. "I'm sorry. I'm just angry..." Tariq stated as he looked around and wouldn't look at Emory at all."I didn't mean to make myself a fool like I did...to you and Dr.End...It's just...I don't know. I'm trying to say I'm sorry." At the end of the sentence Tariq's voice started getting rougher and frustrated sounding."I just wanted to say that..." He didn't know how to apologise and he especially didn't know how to communicate with his own boss and ex-friend. "I see your busy right now...I can do this later if you want." Tairq stated as he moved his hand around slightly and finally looked at Emory. Tariq made it sound like he wasn't even talking like he was physically doing something in that sentence. It was a difficult wall to pull down. He usually never showed his emotions so; it was a major problem for him to talk...especially with emotions to another male individual.


@Wysteria You are always welcome to join this roleplay. Though, I do not find this as the right area for a 1x1 roleplay on a large group ad. Maybe go to the 1x1 section? I feel like that would get you a better chance of a 1x1 roleplay.
@Lucidnonsense I do really love magic realism. I wouldn't put 'fantasy' in here if I didn't have too. But, a lot of individuals don't know what magic realism is and if they do they can't get the concept of it very well. Since it's treated like science like you stated and it goes beyond a detail most people would put in their roleplay replies.
@Infamous Empath Alright, take your time. ^-^
I didn't know the best name to call this roleplay. Since it's based on Magic Realism let's call it that for now. This roleplay is going to be based around Magic Realism, a dash of fantasy and sci-fi, a pinch of steampunk, a glop of magical mythical entities and a zap of adventures.

Flarin



Flarin isn't the only planet in the solar system though it's one of the only rocks of outer-space flarions can travel too. Other then the moon Flarion's have a Flarin's equatorial diametre is 51,542 km.
Flarin has different gravity levels/pulls in different areas. Allowing the different species to adapt to their surroundings so unknown predators or visitors can try and figure out there ways to using the gravity.





Dying

For an odd reason the nature around all are dying. The magical creatures seem to be getting sickly and the Flarions are seeming to feel at as well. Everyone is trying to figure out what is happening. To do that they need to venture to the Gates of Dimensions and talk with Jakquel himself. Though no one knows if Jakquel is alive himself.
...Maybe...just maybe Jakquel could be dead and that's the reason the nature is getting sick?...
No one knows though adventurers come from their towns and villages to figure out what is happening. Fairies, tree spirits and other magical creatures venture to the Gates of Dimensions to figure out why nature is dying. Other animals come on the ride as well.
@KatherinWinter I would roleplay/reply though...I already did...
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