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10 yrs ago
So tired, sleep why do you spurn me?!
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Hiya, AChronum here! Although I'm relatively new to rping, I have plenty of writing experience and love trying new genres and styles. I absolutely love high magic fantasy RPs and am pretty much willing to do anything so long as I can create a charaxter, not play an existing one, and develop lots and lots of backstory! I'm perfectly comfortable with all mature themes as well, although smut for smut's sake is out of the question.

Interested in an RP? Send me a PM and have a magically marvelous day!

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In Talrae Reborn → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


“The enthusiasm is much appreciated! We’ll do great things together, great things! I feel it in my bones!” Alfor chuckled with a clap on Prome’s shoulder.





Willow turned and lead them beyond the town borders. A soft ding went off in everyone’s ear, a symbol disappearing off their dashboard as they left the safe zone. Various animal cries bounced around the gradually thickening forest that surrounded the town and bugs almost immediately started buzzing around the group. There was a soft rustle ahead and two small creatures, no taller than Cecilia’s hip, popped out of the undergrowth.



Chitter 1: (Left)
Lvl: 13
Health: 1250/1250
Mana: 2500/2500

Chitter 2: (Right)
Lvl: 13
Health: 1250/1250
Mana: 2500/2500


The two Chitters hissed softly and then a rapid chittering, not unlike squirrel's conversing, sound came from their throats as their heads twitched in unison. Their neck frills only partially expanded as they seemed to watch the group’s movements.
In Testing well everything! → 7 yrs ago Forum: Test Forum


“The enthusiasm is much appreciated! We’ll do great things together, great things! I feel it in my bones!” Alfor chuckled with a clap on Prome’s shoulder.





Willow turned and lead them beyond the town borders. A soft ding went off in everyone’s ear, a symbol disappearing off their dashboard as they left the safe zone. Various animal cries bounced around the gradually thickening forest that surrounded the town and bugs almost immediately started buzzing around the group. There was a soft rustle ahead and two small creatures, no taller than Cecilia’s hip, popped out of the undergrowth.



Chitter 1: (Left)
Health: 1250/1250
Mana: 2500/2500

Chitter 2: (Right)
Health: 1250/1250
Mana: 2500/2500


The two Chitters hissed softly and then a rapid chittering, not unlike squirrel's conversing, sound came from their throats as their heads twitched in unison. Their neck frills only partially expanded as they seemed to watch the group’s movements.

In The Gifted - Concluded → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
James Kingston



Location: The Mutant Underground
Skills: N/A



James chose to watch his new teammates rather than jump in with any comments. He didn’t really have anything to add as it was. This was very much outside his scope of expertise so he chose to listen. Casper seemed to have some knowledge on the subject, enough to give a ballpark estimate about her condition. His brow wrinkled. Something Sunshine mentioned earlier came to mind and the dots connected. He was the druggie she mentioned when they escaped the massacre. Which would explain how he knows the symptoms of addiction.

Damn. Poor dude must have been through a lot with someone like Professor X as his dad. The expectations were probably astonishingly high. His own power was stupidly easy to hide. What could being the son of one of the most well known mutants be like?

“What do we need for her then? I know an engine like the back of my hand but humans not so much.” James asked.



Requiem



Location: The Hellfire Club
Skills: N/A



Requiem was entirely aware of the consequences of his decision but frankly the children behind him were too much of a headache to care. He joined their little club to employ their resources to his end and all he’d done so far was get bounced back and forth in a silly turf war. He had goals and plans. This little club of overgrown toddlers backstabbing one another proved little to no use. Where they powerful? Yes. But history taught a house divided would fall and the Hellfire club was as divided as an organization could get.

Requiem left the room without a second look. There was work to be done and they could handle their little issues without him. If they had time to plan and scheme against each other, they clearly had plenty of time to deal with their own issues. He made his way back to the elevator and hit it, waiting for it to arrive.
In Of Blood and Magic → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay






Interacting with:@Obscene Symphony


“Nothing more than indulging in passing curiosity. It isn’t every night you stumble across a Noilan lap dog playing all alone.” The vampiress responded easily, following Aaron’s lead as he maneuvered them. She was already growing bored, deciding the underlying aroma wasn’t worth thralling the naive child out into the moonlight. Too sharp for what her palate demanded right now. She’d keep him in mind for later however. What a fun point to prove.

She sniffed the air as something absolutely mouthwatering caught her attention. She caught sight of her next meal. A wall flower, jealousy etched into every tense line of his body as he watched some pair twirl around on the dancefloor, and an unassuming one at that. What a delicious target. “I believe you’ve managed to satisfy my interest. Little pets that do tricks don’t particularly amuse me.” She broke away from him midstep and swiftly made her way back through the crowd, thoughts of the Starag taking a backseat as her hunger reared its head. She’d give the boy some time to enjoy his last moments and then she’d take the sweet sweet nectar pumping through his veins.


Interacting with @WeepingLiberty


“Re- really? The boy beamed, his smile lopsided. He held his hand out, leading her to the dance floor as the music started a new round. “My name’s Dennis. Sorry if I uh suck at this. I’m still new to dancing. Last year didn’t give me a lot of time to practice.” A blush erupted across his face, traveling all the way to the tips of his ears, and he shook his head slightly before with fumbling steps, started the simplified version of the dance.



Interacting with: The body


The glowing symbol pulsed weakly one last time before it shimmered away into the night. The clenched fist fell open. A few strands of green and silver thread sprung outwards from the tight messy bundle and lay loose on her palm.

In ＦＩＮＡＬ ＦＡＮＴＡＳＹ Ｘ｜Ｖ： Ｔｈｅ Ｂｌｅｓｓｅｄ Ｔｗｅｌｖｅ → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


“I finally got out from under my brother’s thumb! I got transferred and now I get to travel like I wanted!” Kajin explained, beaming all the while. The lalafell practically vibrated with excitement. “So as soon as I could, I answered the call from an FC asking for members. Turns out, some rat cheated them out of their housing deed by posing as a flame sargent. Some hyur guy with two scars on his face and we got a tip an estate sale was going on here so we popped by to see if this was it. The woman that runs it recognized some of the stuff being sold here so we have a good chance this is our guy. So I thought to ask the foremost expert on the bazaar and here you are! Happen to know anything about this?”

Kajin’s head snapped up as Ja familiar voice carried across the crowd, clear even to the lalafell barely brushing hip height of the crowd. If looks could kill, J’thora would have died on the spot as Kajin’s gaze found him. What was that twelves damned Mi’quote thinking? What if he scared off whoever was selling the damn thing and they couldn’t bring them to justice? It was quite possible the auctioneer had nothing to do with this entire situation and sending a bazaar’s woth of people panicking would only make this more difficult. Especially for the crushable lalafells!

“Oh! How rude of me!” Kajin snapped his fingers, suddenly remembering his manners. Introductions were in order. “Kikipu, this is E-Siri, a Padjal of Gridanna. He’s helping out as well on this!” He blinked at the other lalafell peeking out from behind the Padjal. He recognized him from the carriage ride but he had no idea who this other one was. “And this is another prospective member of the FC but I have not had the opportunity to get to know him yet.”
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
James Kingston



Location: the LeBeau Casino - New Orleans
Skills: N/A



Relief washed over James as Casper spoke and he slung an arm around the man’s shoulders, leaning past him to steal a sip of his drink. So four familiar things now. Thank fucking God. “Thanks Max. Let everyone know how awful I am here.” He punched him lightly in the arm, embarrassed at the truth. “We’re here for Rogue and Gambit primarily. I’m not sure if the others know other people who are here but outside of you guys, I don’t really know who else we can snag. We should probably be quick though. The resistance may have started a small scale war on the lawn of the palace and its likely they’re working to hunt us down as we speak. It was amusing watching the Hulk toss Magneto around like a ragdoll. Should have recorded it.” James clicked his tongue in disappointment.

James did take a few moments to stare a Jack, confused but not judging. He definitely didn’t have room to judge after suggesting they use the Hulk to slaughter a city just to burn his bridges with his allies. However, he was also fully aware how his boyfriend enjoyed messing with people and blowing things out of proportion so he did take it with a grain of salt. “I’m going to hope that you didn’t steal her and you just adopted her or something. Do you know her from our reality at all?”
In Talrae Reborn → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Willow waved at everyone as they showed up, sighing in tandem as Holly posed her idea about Prome. Yes, he probably should be on a leash. She’d have a conversation about responding to messages when they got back from their excursion and she hunted the Tinker down again. She rolled her eyes and put the thought out of her mind. They were about to go kill something, she should be excited, not irritated with members.

“Yes he did but we can deal with that when we get back. We have more interesting things to do right now!” Willow said firmly. “For the Welkin quest, apparently the best thing to do is nuke it down as fast as we can because they will vomit on us and that’ll make everyone welkin around start attacking whoever was the target of the ability. So when we get to that point, hit them with everything you got. I know they’re only trash monsters but we still don’t know what kind of power they’re at right now, so make sure to pay attention to telegraphs and err on the side of caution when we engage.”

“Now, I’m not sure what chitters are but that one can trigger almost as soon as we leave town so be on the lookout for Chitters as well. Everyone ready to kick some virtual ass?” Willow asked, ready to get her magic into something.





“Welcome Paladin. The call of the Goddess Morrigan has brought you to our doorstep and we will not see you falter now. Ser Wilka does but take brief respite inside the Sanctuary of Three. Seek her out and your quest shall be granted. For the Glory!” the Purifier slammed his fist to his chest in salute after giving directions.

Inside the Sanctuary of Three, a few rows of pews faced a small altar that held a large chalice, a knife, and a book. Tapestries similar to the banner outside hung from the walls but that was all. The Sanctuary itself was rather small and cramped, illuminated by torch light and what sunlight came in through the open doorway. The room was clearly never meant to hold more than storage but Ser Wilka, the Battle Cleric Trainer, sat in the front row with her head bowed and breathing deeply.





“Oh, ho ho! Hear about my little experiment did you?” Alfor chuckled sheepishly. “Tis true, I am developing a steam engine but my last try experienced a little hiccup. Blew the whole damn thing to smithereens. So while yes I am indeed doing that, I have to rebuild my prototype. Although ...” Alfor gave him a thoughtful look. “If you agreed to help me gather the materials, then perhaps I could share the blueprints so you can incorporate it into your own designs?”

Quest: The Little Engine that Could
Assist Alfor in developing the Steam Engine.
Bring him 10 Cedarwood, 10 Steel, 2 Rubies.

Rewards: XP, Blueprints
Accept?
Y/N


In The Gifted - Concluded → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
James Kingston



Location: The Mutant Underground
Skills: N/A



“Sounds like a plan.” James used the socially appropriate acknowledgement of his assignment to mentally separate himself from the awkward situation he’d inadvertently created. He should probably be a little more clear moving forward. He hadn’t meant permanently, he just meant today or tomorrow so they could actually have that date but apparently he’d made it sound like Casper should just stay here even though the guy already said he wasn’t comfortable doing that. Damn it. Shooting himself in the foot from the get go.

“I’m sorry for pushing. I’ll shut up about it.” James apologized. He wanted to continue but his attention snapped around to Sunshine when she mentioned the Walking Disaster. He was 100% sure she meant Max and while yes, he was indeed a walking disaster, it wouldn’t help the situation any for her to rub his face in it. He needed to learn how to handle his abilities and reminding him that he had what seemed like zero control over incredibly dangerous powers was likely to do more harm than good in the long run. He knew she was lashing out more than she had because the place she finally found for herself was taken from her but he still had to stamp down a buzz of irritation and fight the urge to argue with her. So instead he made his way over to Max with a quick “I’ll be right back” to the table and clapped him on the shoulder with a smile.

“Good luck out there. Just remember no fire on the ceilings and you’ll be set.” James teased, clapping him on the shoulder one more time. It was a thing his own dad did when James was nervous. Clap on the shoulder, a weird remark to distract him, and another one just to seal the deal. How effective it would be coming from him rather than his dad, who the fuck knows, but Max could use all the good luck rituals he could get.



Requiem



Location: The Hellfire Club
Skills: N/A



Ms. Reinhardt earned an amused glance from Requiem as she went on with her shpiel. Alder to his Sherlock. It would probably be a cold day in hell when he respected her as the pinnacle of the female population but today proved she was at the very least amusing. He did respect her but like he told Jinx the other night, she would suffer the same flaws of her mentor if she wasn’t careful. But the conversation steered towards the inevitable conflict and Requiem barely suppressed a sigh.

It was always the person who ordered the investigation. These power players were all the same: injecting themselves into investigations to make themselves seem above it all or to have a hand in it because they were bored. He should have refused Shaw at the start or the very least told him to his face it was him. Maybe he could have avoided this entire mess. There are far more important things to do than indulge in the childish whims of these bickering infants. He leveled a flat look at the group.

“Since I am loyal to the organization and not its leaders, I’ll stand with the side still standing at the end of it all. In the meantime, I’ll excuse myself. I have other affairs to handle and bloodshed on the high was not on my list today. I’ll return with all haste when you contact me.” Requiem bowed to the room and turned to leave. He still had a computer to locate and getting a private detective under his thrall would be a good first starting point. Maybe he could condition a few of them and get a team started to handle the security breach while the rest of the club enjoyed their royal rumble.

In Of Blood and Magic → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay






Interacting with:@Obscene Symphony


“I wouldn’t want to ruin the spirit of the Masquerade. Miss works just fine.” The woman chuckled. So the rumors were true. The little princess let her flock play with the common rabble.. How fun would it be if she took the boy? Maybe she wouldn't even drink him. She could commission an obsidian collar under the table and keep him as a little pet to flaunt in front of the brat when she finished breaking her. What an interesting idea. She tucked that neatly in the back of her head.

“Why don’t we dance? I’d love to hear about how you’re acclimating to life outside the castle. I can’t possibly begin to imagine the culture shock.” She finished her wine, dropping the glass off on ne of the many Noila servants in the place and held her hand out for him to take. The offer was less a request and more a demand.



Interacting with @WeepingLiberty


“Quite the mask you have there.” A mage, soft voiced and his face flushed with alcohol, approached Amaris with a crooked smile. Hesitation lingered in his movements, likely a result of liquid courage granting him a brief respite from habitual shyness. The boy wore a dark purple tuxedo, the purple swirling flower designs set on a black background, and a silver masquerade mask with similar purple vine designs dancing across it. He startled as if he had been distracted and bowed, with all the awkwardness of someone raised outside of high society. “May I uh, may I have the next dance, please?”



Interacting with: @Scribe of Thoth


Outside, the campus was just as loud but more jarringly so. Where inside the noise was a soft mixture of voices and the orchestra, outside the noise was exuberant shouts, carnival music, and all the other cacophony such an event invited. The line into the ballroom had all but vanished, now leaving a few lingering groups outside taking a moment of fresh air before returning to dance more. A few however, we muttering quietly among themselves and money and bottles were being exchanged just out of sight of the guards.


In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
James Kingston



Location: the LeBeau Casino - New Orleans
Skills: N/A



James took in the crowd, ready to disappear among it to find their marks. James, and the others, defected and were very likely high on the list of interest right now. Anything to make him stand out less would help his sense of unease immensely. His current plan would be to slip into the crowd, find their marks, and report their locations and activities so they could possibly do everything at the same time and then get out just as quickly. The less time out in the open, the happier James would be. Of course, the second he caught sight of his boyfriend waving his arms at him, that entire plan went right into a dumpster fire and he zipped right over to the brothers. He knew he had another goofy smile on his face but frankly, fuck everyone else. It’d been a bad… life and here was something good right in front of him.

It took him approximately .0003 seconds to crash into Casper, hugging him fiercely before he realized what he was doing and tensed. Was he still allowed to do this? Did Casper still want them together? His boyfriend could be a little flippant sometimes so maybe his message yesterday was just meant to get across he remembered who James was to him before? There was a lot he probably should have considered before just kinda jumping into this. James pulled back, clearly reluctant, and gave his boyfriend a nervous look. “Uh, I probably should have asked if that was still a thing I can do. I would like it to be a thing I can do but a lot of shit happened I guess? Like I didn’t even remember anything until yesterday after a witch tried to kill me after I shot her and she cut off my hand and pulled me into another dimension I think and then suddenly everything came back and it’s been a very hectic few days? But uh, I don’t know anything about you in this world so I don’t know if you’re with someone else or if you even still like me or if you’re upset with me which would totally be 100% fine because I definitely deserve it for apparently not being here. Honestly, I’m just confused about everything here.” James was rambling nervously but cut himself off and waved awkwardly at Jack. “Uh, hi Jack. Didn’t mean to ignore you. And is Ben still around? Cause hi if you are, sorry you’re still dead.”
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