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    posted a message on Name a movie starring the above avatar

    The Space Lands

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)
    Quote from Jetsnake9000»

    ((Alright seriously, where are you guys?))


    ((I'm still trying to comprehend how one Spinosaurus can destroy an entire invading force...))
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    posted a message on Name a movie starring the above avatar

    Sensei Robot-Man

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    posted a message on H͛òr̓i̴zon̝ ̇As̐c͌enͭdͅing̒ {Space/Science fiction} (Applications Closed) (Started)
    Quote from barryonix17»

    ((Oh dear, this is almost as bad as the Karthra/ Kartha problem. It will be fixed! ))

    ((Yeah, we should sort that one out soon...))

    ((Back in this roleplay, Stashalee, would you mind if I created another character? I've realized that while Soram could have a grand story, I need someone more fun to keep my interest in this. Thanks in advance for whatever your response is.))
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    posted a message on High School Roleplay (Accepting)

    Well in that case, you have the wrong section. This is for text-based roleplays only. Don't worry, it's a very common mistake.

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    posted a message on High School Roleplay (Accepting)

    Is this a written roleplay or an in-game Minecraft roleplay? If it qualifies as the latter, then I'm afraid you've gotten the wrong location for your forum.

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    posted a message on The Conflict Of Terma. ( Renaissance type RP) (Activity resuming soon)
    Quote from barryonix17»

    Karthra nodded and walked away. Stopping by the room Kyle had offered them, she grabbed her green cloak and short sword. Along with that, she had purchased a sack and in it was the makings of a torch. She left a note on the small table in the apartment, telling Kyle what happened and when to expect her back.



    To Mr Kyle Lain.

    Thank you for the hospitality. Lief has been lost in the wilds fallowing the Dragon attack, I am off to find him, heaven knows he must be hurt and wet. I am heading to where the rivers from a lake, this was where the Phoenix flew. I should return by tomorrow night or sooner. I've left some currency as rent payment. Best wishes, Karthra.


    She walked out the gate of the walled town and headed to the lake. Secretly she was entirely horrified that her commander was missing, but she would never admit that, not even to herself.



    Leif walked tentatively through the forest. His dagger was now sheathed, resting after it had so graciously saved his life during the flight of the dragon. In his hand, he was grasping his sword, ever aware that he could be called upon to fight the dragon once again. The trees surrounding him were dense, and there was little sign of human activity, which was not encouraging as he searched out Sitheachdon. A low, rumbling sound emanated, akin to a growl and a moan. Was there not a word for that? Ah, yes, a groan. But it was not a groan of pain... It seemed to be just another sound n the forest. It was certainly coming from a beast, probably mammalian. An elk, perhaps? Large herbivores like that could be dangerous, but Leif felt confident that with his skill, he could kill this groaning creature and quench his hunger. Unfortunately, prior to killing the beast he would have to locate it, which did not seem very likely, until Leif heard leaves rustling and twigs snapping in the relatively silent woodlands. The creature would have to be large in order for the noises of its presence to be heard from this distance, no matter how inaudible they were. In a controlled manner, Leif began a stealthy approach of the location where the sounds were emanating from. He wouldn't starve to death; not today.

    ***

    Laire sat down in a chair placed in the corner of her father's residence. The wooden frame was covered in a wonderfully soft arrangement of pelts which comforted her.

    "Are you going to to be okay?" her father asked, his gaze made purely of concern. She nodded, feeling better every moment since she had awoken.

    "It's just a headache. I'll be better before you know it," she replied. Her father gave her a pitiful smile, and stood for a few seconds before he turned and left the door, both understanding that he had to go. The dragon had cause massive carnage in the village. There were still houses burning to their ashes, and there were many people with major injuries. As of yet, there were no casualties reported directly to him, but the Chief had seen the collapsed Risin' Angel bar. That would surely produce some deaths, and some angered citizens. Time to face the furious, the fleeing, and ill-fated.

    ***

    At last, the caravan came to a stop and the horses of the Ornton Guards dispersed; several with riders guiding the ones without. Three of the guards stayed behind, having dismounted while the Countess' carriage pulled into a stall. The carriage driver dismounted, immediately moving to give the Countess a hand in getting down from the carriage, while the two Erinvale soldiers secured their horses in appropriated stalls. The building they were inside was an extension of the main palace. The Countess accepted the driver's assistance and came to the floor, where she checked first to see that the girl from the woods was still present.


    "Your highness," Captain Haveron began with a small bow, his face still disguised by the visor, "These two guards will stand at this entrance overnight for your protection. Your rooms are through that door there," He pointed to the top of a small flight of steps. "Everything you should need is already within the rooms. Tomorrow, when you are ready to meet with his excellency, Count Orelius, alert any of the guards located at the entrances," the captain finished elegantly, though his voice was somewhat mangled by the iron that was blocking its path. The Countess noted the way he said "entrance" when referring to the guards, an effort to subconsciously reassure her that she was not at all being held as a prisoner. She nodded in response to what he said, and then turned back to her people. The driver was still securing the horses and, together with Guardsman Peterson the carriage's few contents were being unloaded. Behind her, the two guards had gone to their positions around the entrance. Captain Loyset Haveron had disappeared somewhere into the night. She knew that the guards would come inside shortly. She turned back to the girl again, and somewhat strangely realized that she had forgotten to learn her name.


    "Young lady, come inside. We have some matters of importance to discuss, and you may as well stay the night here," the Countess instructed to Chelsette. There's still something to learn about this Fairlan...

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    posted a message on (A dinosaur RP) Chronicles of Terratan: Moonlight. (Finale begins the 25th.)
    Quote from barryonix17»

    As of right now, Krogan, expect a Talon post which will include Toth and Moonfire soon.


    Are you sure that you want Korogan included in that fight right now? Or do you want to create an immensely spectacular battle of the more evenly matched Barix and Legion?
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    posted a message on (A dinosaur RP) Chronicles of Terratan: Moonlight. (Finale begins the 25th.)

    Wait, you're waiting for me? And here I was waiting for you! Which character are you waiting for?

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    posted a message on H͛òr̓i̴zon̝ ̇As̐c͌enͭdͅing̒ {Space/Science fiction} (Applications Closed) (Started)

    ((This would be somewhat hard to wikify, what with the "Open world" concept and such broad borders in terms of character creation.. However, I don't think it would be impossible. I'm up for the wikia.))

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    posted a message on Radiance (Started) (Not Accepting)
    Quote from Endergirl00»

    ((Oh man, now you're making me feel bad knowing that someone actually likes my character >_<

    But I made my point, and I hope you all have fun with the roleplay.))

    ((Well, good luck with your next roleplay.))
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    posted a message on The Conflict Of Terma. ( Renaissance type RP) (Activity resuming soon)
    Quote from barryonix17»



    "Ehem, pardon me." Karthra said, holding back the panic of seeing Leif disappear into the clouds. . "But I'm Kartha Von Carax, I was hoping I might know who you are sir."


    She looked at the man, older than her clearly, but still very strong. He was obviously the girl's father, but could he help her find Leif? Was Lief even alive?




    "Of course, young lassie. I'm Ulsar Sangster, chief of this village, and also Laire's father. I see you've already met my daughter," the Chief replied. Laire slowly rose to her feet with some minimal assistance from her father, who was polite as he talked to Kartha, but obviously more interested in checking on Laire's well being. Of course, he also had an obligation to the battlements, where the soldiers would still be on high alert. "I'm afraid I'll have to be going now. Laire, you need to go home and rest," the Chief remarked, and he began to lead her away from the scene.


    <:}|{:>

    Leif grasped his sword in his hands, the water still lapping against his cheeks as he treaded it expertly. Leif had been offered a position in the Garlant navy, and he had only turned it down because he knew that out on the seas, he wasn't in full control. A huge storm could come and destroy his ship, never giving him an opportunity to save anything. Sea-faring men and women usually had nothing left to lose, or something big to gain. Either group would have ornery attitudes and compromised abilities.

    The sword felt perfect, even here in the middle of the lake. Now Leif began back to shore, but suddenly he remembered the Phoenix, who had seemingly made his final acts the rescue of Leif from the water and the dragon. Leif couldn't understand why the Phoenix had done such a thing for someone who had been so antagonistic towards it, but he knew that if he were to ever encounter a Phoenix again that he would treat it with respect he had not afforded this bird.

    Finally he made it back to the shore, and he realized he was hungry. There was no wildlife in the vicinity, but of course there wouldn't be. The struggle between the two legendary beasts would have certainly frightened any deer, squirrels, foxes and rabbits in the area. Berries would give him some sustenance, but not enough. Thankfully, Sitheachdon was not an exceedingly great distance from the lake... He thought... Must be this way, Leif decided, setting off in what he could only assume would be the correct direction due to the angle from which the dragon had brought him to the lake.

    <:}|{:>

    "Halt!" The small caravan came to a stop as a group of royally clad soldiers approached from the street in front of them. Their horses would have created long shadows, but these were disguised by the much larger shadows cast from the buildings. The one who had made this exclamation was the most prominent of the soldiers, wearing a splendid blue cape. His iron helmet's mask was down, with a metal crest pointing back from his head. The visor created two ovular cavities, connected by an empty passage, through which invisible eyes peered out at the caravan.

    "Are you the caravan of her Heighness, the Countess Elizabeth Primis?" the prominent soldier inquired. The small royal platoon had come to a stop. Each of the guards had a lance hinged to their saddle, but there were also two archers, and the captain carried a formidable sword in a sheath to his left.

    "That is our denomination," the driver replied. Elizabeth silently appreciated the formality this soldier of Ornton had used; she knew that it was not something she could expect from the majority of the military folk here. From within her enclosed carriage, she could not see any of the men who were speaking.

    "Who is the girl?" the blue-caped soldier demanded, pointing at Chelsette, who had been given a blanket from the storage area of the carriage to cover her torn and dirty clothing.

    "She's of the Fairlan nobility. She was stranded in the forest; we escorted her here to arrange for better transportation," the driver again responded. The captain seemed to give a small nod, but he gave no verbal response to this statement, instead choosing to signal for the guards to form a procession around the caravan.

    "I am Captain Loyset Haveron of the Royal Ornton Army. I will be escorting you to Count Orelius' residence. Is this the totality of your expedition?" the captain asked as the rest of his platoon began moving into positions around the caravan.

    "Yes," the driver replied, somewhat proudly. There are many reasons for you to be proud, the Countess thought, discerning which one she thought was being displayed presently.

    "Very well. There are adequate accommodations prepared at the palace," the captain informed the caravan, and with that he gave a signal to move onwards, now leading the caravan with his rich blue cloak and elegant crested visor. The two Erinvale guards fell back, staying closer to the caravan and the Countess.
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    posted a message on Radiance (Started) (Not Accepting)
    Quote from Endergirl00»

    ((Guys I'm not sure if I'm up for this roleplay anymore. I've lost interest and I had my sights set on other things for the last few days. Sorry for the inconvenience, have fun with the roleplay though.))


    ((I hope that you'll eventually change your mind. Scarlet's been one of my favourite characters to read, just because her attitude is defined and different. Any way, your lack of presence will be noticed.))
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    posted a message on Radiance (Started) (Not Accepting)

    ((Little bit of an announcement. If I could, I'd like to re-canonify Alex's age as 18. His previous age (16) is too young for the views he holds and the stories I want to play out with him. Originally he was meant as a kid who's been forced to grow up too quickly, but I want him to be taken seriously, and for that I need him to age. Thanks, everyone, for understanding, if you can.))


    "I'll have a cup of tea, miss," Alex replied, imitating a posh British accent. The waitress had finally come, and labouring asked for his order, making a point of showing exhaustion and annoyance. Now she joined her voice with the sarcastic, insulting tones.


    "Oh really? And could I get you some biscuits to go with that, sir?"


    "That sounds splendid. Let's make them good ol' Yorkshires. And some pudding too?"


    "Of course. That'll come to $15... Now give me your damn order." The waitress had decided that enough was enough. Alex, too, had decided that enough was enough.


    "I'll have a burger," Alex admitted, and the waitress walked away without another word. Alex wasn't sure that she ever wrote down his order.


    Sitting there for a while, Alex had more time to glance outwards at the police investigation, which surprisingly was winding down rather than picking up speed. There was no press presence, most of the crowd had left, and of the two police cars still present, one appeared to be preparing to leave. The bloody jacket was still lying on the ground, no cautionary boundaries remained. It was as though the police were prepared to abandon the countless witness testimonies, and the crime scene. People mean nothing without physical evidence, was Alex's general synopsis of the fascinating scenario. This diner would continue to serve people as though nothing had happened. Every member of that crowd which had so eagerly rushed to the bloody jacket would push the memory of murder to the back of their mind. Even Alex would do so, at least until he arrived wherever that elusive trap door lead to. He had, to the ignorance of the police, memorized exactly where the trapdoor was located, so opening it (Hopefully in the dark, later tonight) would be a matter of pulling at cracks until the old concrete budged.


    Have you considered suicide?


    Who hasn't.


    Good point.


    Can we stop thinking to ourselves now?


    No, I'm bored.


    Tell the waiter to bring our food.


    You're the one who speaks.


    Good point.


    I said it first.


    Different context.


    Good point. Ha, I said it last too.


    Not if I say it again-


    Alex's semi-psychotic and deeply disturbing line of thought was interrupted by the clatter of cutlery against the floor of the diner. Small sounds had always been something that got his attention. Apparently the waitress was drawn to the same things, because she glanced over towards the booth where the fork and knife had fallen from. From the looks of it, two teenagers had been overly absorbed in a kiss to notice as the neatly set napkin fell off the table, cutlery on top. They were now sheepishly grinning at each other while trying to avoid attention from the other patron of the bar, who politely returned to their meals. Enjoy it while it lasts, Alex thought, wishing that he'd had the chance to enjoy highschool like other kids. Then again, who needed highschool? A bunch of stuck up kids pushing each other for popularity while blatantly bashing the exact people that they would inevitably become. A bunch of hypocrites, and ones that Alex was somewhat glad to be free of. Then again, it would be fun to watch their suffering.


    It was getting darker outside, and a purple hue now tinged the skyline. By this point it must have been half an hour since Alex had ordered. Evidently, the waitress had "forgotten" his hamburger. Or perhaps they had "run out". I don't even need a burger, Alex decided. It was near enough to night that he no longer wanted the food; rather, he was much more interested in anticipating his coming escapade into the underground area. He wasn't even sure if the waitress was still on her shift. To some degree, he hoped that she was.


    ((I'm sure I'll catch up to the rest of the characters soon!))

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    posted a message on General Roleplaying Discussion and Information Thread
    Quote from Ultimation12»

    I have a question for you guys. Say you were in an RP that relied very heavily on a character you play as. Like, the RP would take a pretty steep nosedive if said character was to disappear. Some kind of drama, whether in or outside the RP, has made you absolutely dread RPing as the character. What do you do?


    If you want to know my situation, here it is. My bar RP is pretty reliant on my main character, Ulti. Now, when I started the RP just a little over 2 years ago, I was super connected to Ulti. He was an extension of me. He still is, to an extent, just not in this RP. Not anymore. I've had to disconnect from him some time ago due to some drama that happened between myself and the person RPing the character that wound up marrying Ulti in the RP. February 2014, I think. Ever since that time I'd rather not talk about, I have come to find that this person is, well... There are words to describe this person, but none I can say on these forums... In addition, the memory of that time (which will be known as "the event") still haunts me. As such, whenever Ulti is around his wife in the RP, I dread posting as him. When he's away and dealing with other matters, I love posting as him, but around his family, it becomes a chore. I can't bring myself to do something like getting a divorce or anything like that, as that goes very much against his character. I just don't know what to do. Any suggestions?


    I don't know much about how that RP works, and if I had the time I would look into it before writing a response. However, given the circumstances, I'll write something any way.

    It seems as though you don't want to leave the RP, and as such I'd eliminate handing off the character to another user as an option. Personally, I'd end up way too involved in trying to control the way my former character acts, and I'd loose sleep over the character not being portrayed correctly. If you were planning to leave the RP, then this would probably be your choice already.

    After that, the next best option I can think of is to provide yourself an excess of rewarding, exciting storylines that make the "family" moments either negligible or worth the hardship.

    Finally, you could slowly decrease the importance of "Ulti" by introducing an alternative character with a similar personality, eventually having Ulti only as a supporting character.

    Well, I don't really know if any of those will work, but I hope it gives you some ideas. Good luck!
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