Do you ever think Sadako is like "Ghost girls died after 2010 can't haunt...all they know is Subway Surfer, vine boom, remake games, be yandere, make lewd moans and lie!"
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"The Founders of Hogwarts could've never foreseen multi-casting wands or auto-swish-and-flick grips! Curses today are far too powerful!" "NON INFRENGIUS!" *blinding flash of light*
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If you give a man a fish, you feed him for a day. If you give a man a rat, then you satisfy his R A T D E S I R E.
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Maybe people just shouldn't screech and be assmad over politics in the Status Bar in general. Nothing anyone says here wins "the great cultural war of our time." Go RP or something, shit.
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@Xaltwind@SilverPaw@Expendable I just happened to be checking through to see who's made final decisions on which deity they were picked up by, and happened to notice Dalton's current predicament.
*He grabs Drasil by the collar and shakes him, while pointing at Minami, Sakai, and Samantha with one trembling, sweaty hand*
Dalton: "I don't WANNA be a HAREM PROTAGONIST! I can't handle interpersonal conflicts!" *drops Drasil and backs away from the girls with crazy eyes* "I'm too introverted to live with multiple roommates! DON'T MAKE ME SHARE MY BATHROOM!"
I like the idea of truck-kun being responsible for killing every single character in this story, an the ways that it happened it just gets progressively more and more outrageous. xD
Char #1: Killed by truck-kun when crossing the street
Char #2: Killed by truck-kun while walking home from a bar, late at night, while intoxicated.
Char #3: Killed by a speeding truck-kun when walking to their car inside an underground parking garage.
Char #4: Killed by truck-kun when it crashed through the store-front of the boutique they were shopping for a present for their significant other.
Char #5: Killed by truck-kun when it drove off a bridge while they were enjoying a nice swim in the river below.
Char #6: Killed by turck-kun while smoking on the roof, after it went flying off a ramp near a construction-site.
A naval officer inspecting the carrier's deck hears a drawn out "MEEEEP MEEEEP!" as Truck-kun breaches the waves, leaping like a glorious orca.
A spelunker rappels down a tunnel, which opens into a limestone cavern. His flashlight sparkles off the walls as he hangs from the rope--then two enormous headlights outline his shape as Truck-kun's engine revs.
Two pilots flip off their intercom as they reach cruising altitude, one taking a sip of his coffee. Then both scream as Truck-kun emerges from the cloud bank directly in front of them with a furious rumble.
Astronauts float aboard the ISS, watching the outer monitors as one brave soul, tethered against the vast emptiness, performs repairs on the satellite array. After several tense moments...he holds up his thumb. Then Truck-kun slams into him, carrying them both into re-entry in a fiery ball of rage!
Typical over-emotional response indicative of childhood insecurities. ;3
Wait, you mean other people found someone to love them without having to eat all this chicken and hit new PRs all the time?
I saw them and am currently looking over them. Today has been a mix of post work de-stressing and laying in bed trying to recover from whatever sickness I have right now…
Damn, the dreaded "I just launched a new RP" wave of "shit happens IRL". I feel ya there bud. Never fails somehow.
If you’re going for a neutral race, then either one will work.
Upon thinking about it further, Dalton's not the type to like someone hovering over him the way Morganna seems to constantly "mother" over her creations, and his dissatisfaction with not getting "what he deserved" in his former life is less about wanting stuff to be handed to him, and more about expecting the rest of the world to hold up what he perceived to be "the deal," as in, "those who do good = prosper, those who do evil = punishment." So I'm gonna finalize his choice as Drasil.
@Crimson Flame Wait what, how are his parents wizards? Isn't the "former life" supposed to be our normal, modern day Earth?
@TheNoCoKid To be honest it doesn't matter as much to me which one of them picks him up. Although I'm kind of hoping for a non-human, monstrous roll so I guess if I HAVE to pick, I'd pick Drasil?
@TheNoCoKid Here's my first draft, please let me know if anything needs to be adjusted! Now let's pull the reincarnation gacha!
"Everyone says, "Look on the bright side!" but I already am. I'm standing here watching a nuke go off."
Age: 26
Appearance: Dalton is easy to miss in a crowd; it's not so much about how generic he looks, but how easily his presence can just be...overlooked. He's one of those people that doesn't mean to creep around, and yet always seems to scare the bejeezus out of someone when he walks up behind them and asks them a question. He always looks like he's at that point of frustration where something inside you breaks and you just don't have the capacity to care anymore. Yet he's still capable of smiling and laughing--a sick, wobbling grin that makes people a little uncomfortable, and a booming cackle that sounds like ye-olde-super-villain.
Despite that, he's a surprisingly sharp dresser. It's like he's trying to look his best, but there's a "blazer and slacks" spectrum between CEO and homeless person, and life is doing its best to drag him down to the lower end. Even on a casual day, Dalton prefers to look and behave professionally. He makes an effort not to slouch, and over the phone he has a phenomenal customer service voice that can make you believe he actually loves what he does.
Job: Bank Loan Officer
Cause of Death Three car pileup caused by a teenager on a cellphone.
Background:
Drink your milk, eat your vegetables, stay in school, don't do drugs, and get eight hours of sleep. A polite, well-behaved society encourages everyone to follow little rules like that, right? Dalton's parents taught him this very early on in life. Do unto others as you'd have them do unto you. It's like a math equation, really. Get good grades in school, so you can go to college. Get a college degree, so you can get a good job. Get a good job so that you can afford a house and raise a family. It's the everyman's dream! Plug the right numbers in, and you'll get the right answer. Two plus two ALWAYS equals four!
Dalton didn't have many friends, but in the third grade he could read at a post-collegiate level so that was good, right? He got bullied in middle school, and shunned in high school, but that was okay because ignoring the formative years of socialization just meant he had more time to study so that he could be sure to get a scholarship! He could afford to put off having things like a social life or romantic relationships until after he was successful, right? It wasn't like he was a bad person, he still made an effort to treat people nicely...even if it backfired a lot because he was awkward or couldn't read the mood. Geez, it was like he'd missed some kind of handbook on how to fit in...
It's too bad that no one cares who the valedictorian was after highschool. And it's too bad that college is more about social networking among all the guys whose dads have yachts than it is about academia. And it's too bad that companies don't want to hire anyone who doesn't have experience, but you can't get experience without being hired. And it's too bad that the housing bubble popped and now the house your dad could've bought on a blue-collar part-time job and raised three kids in is now valued at ten times the amount while the yearly wages are the same they were thirty years ago.
And it's too bad that being nice to people just means you're a doormat, and the people who REALLY succeed in life are, as confirmed by uncomfortably large bodies of research, LITERAL sociopaths. But that doesn't mean doing the right thing is wrong. That doesn't mean all the morals and "good old traditional values" weren't relevant anymore, right? Dalton knew he could still accomplish what he wanted in life, he just had to keep doing the "right" things!
But for some reason, other people wouldn't. There were a lot of examples throughout Dalton's life, but one in particular really stuck with him. Not long after he'd just started at the bank, working as a lowly teller (a job completely unrelated to what he'd spent four years in college for, but a paycheck was a paycheck), his mother had a heart attack. His parents had him later in life than was usual, and both of them lived laid back lifestyles without getting as much exercise as they should, and so forth. So she had a heart attack, and his father called the ambulance. On the way to the hospital, she had to be resuscitated multiple times. Dalton received a call from his father and immediately asked his boss to leave...but was told that the teller line was too busy, that it was a regular payday for local businesses and the afternoon rush had just started, they needed him to stay. When Dalton explained the situation, his supervisor gave him a stern look and asked, "Well, what're you going to do about it? You're not a heart surgeon. You wouldn't be doing anything useful there."
After work, Dalton raced to the hospital. His mother had undergone a double bypass, and after being released from the CCU she was placed in a private room just down the hall from the nurse station. He couldn't be there with her except for the early mornings and late evenings. But one night, before his father had returned to the hospital room, his mother began acting strangely. Dalton called the nurse, who dismissed the random spikes in blood pressure as "surgical pains." But it continued, and Dalton continued to hit the nurse call button. After thirty minutes of back and forths, the nurse growing increasingly more agitated, she stopped answering the button entirely. His mother grew worse, until Dalton grew desparate enough to run down the hall. The same nurse sat at the station, snapping a mouthful of chewing gum and painting her long, witchlike nails, was in the middle of a phone call. When Dalton begged her for help, his voice echoing the sterile hallways, she "shh'd" him and pointed at the phone. He yelled that his mother was dying. The woman told him, in a very stern voice, that she was on the phone and would get to him in a moment. Dalton looked at her nametag--Shaniqua--and addressed her personally, pleading for help. He leaned over the counter and grabbed one of her hands. She jerked away from him, her nails raking his arm in the process, and told him to "calm yo ass down!"
Dalton doesn't remember what happened after that, just that security escorted him out of the hospital after his mother died. He was never prosecuted for anything.
Life went on. He went back to school and got promoted at work, but that just meant they started demanding even more from him. His dad passed away too, so he finally had a house to himself, but everything was still too expensive. He never found a girlfriend, but that was because he swore off dating apps after several bad experiences and had no idea how to meet women the "normal" way.
He started to ask himself a few very simple questions, in the years to come.
"If everyone knows the difference between right and wrong...why does no one do what they're supposed to do?
I tried my best to do all the things I was supposed to do...so why does my life suck?
And why...why do I hate other people so goddamn much?"
Appearance: Whatever variant of creature he becomes, Dalton maintains an unusually rigid posture, better-than-usual hygenic habits, and some visual indicator of the freckles he used to have as a human. His build is also more lithe than the standard for that particular species.
Race: GM Choice
Deity: GM Choice
Weapons/Tools: Will depend on his reincarnation. Whatever natural options for magic or tool use are available to him, Dalton will carefully consider and try to optimize his situation as much as possible. That said, he's been...very pent up, in his former life, so the ability to RIP AND TEAR would likely be something he'd gravitate towards to some degree.
Likes: List some things your character likes - Seeing people he likes try their hardest and succeed; cathartic payoff. - Seeing people he doesn't like or agree with be humiliated and obliterated. - Being able to enjoy simple things without feeling like you're being unproductive, or like a bill is looming over you with every purchase.
Dislikes: List some things your character dislikes - The idea of a 60-hour work week. - People that blame a singular economic or political structure for the various facets of what's utterly wrong with human civilization. - Being vulnerable to the whims of others; the feeling that his own decisions are mandated by something "over" him.
Quirks: - Talks to himself as if he's multiple people in order to work through his own thoughts or make big decisions; has been caught more than once referring to himself as "we" by accident. - Reads at 450 words per minute with 74% retention rate. - Unknowingly intimidates people sometimes because he tried to fix his inability to make eye contact by staring at their foreheads instead, and never realized people don't usually hold total eye contact.
Is the camp actually in a city? I was getting the vibe it was kinda out in the middle of some good ole' Midwest cornfields.
It is, yes! But when the escapees get away from the camp and go to ground, I figured they'd try to blend into crowds, jump down a sewer grate, etc. A desperate race to get into city limits, kinda like the Nomad intro in Cyberpunk 2077.
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