ALonelyParrot

A Table for Two or Three

@AXIS It's like those games where you piece a sentence together, but instead of single words, you create sentences of exposition to flesh out a world (but take turns). More or less, this is more of a writing exercise in communication, empathy, and collaboration. This probably will be done through google docs. Due to the nature of this "exercise", I can imagine that one person will have some downtime while the other is writing down their ideas for the world. On more thing, whenever we want, we can start from a blank slate.

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

Oops. x(
Err... I already posted my character sheet. Do I have to wait for the GM before I can start posting?.

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

Name: George "Arend" Lark
Age: 27
Race: Human (?)
Appearance:
He has light brown hair pared with brown reddish irises. His face is ordinary yet somehow charming. He's of medium height and of compact build. He usually wears travelling clothes but occasionally dons a minstrel's hat while performing. Around his neck and under his shirt, he wears a small, red pendant that's shaped like an egg. Imbedded into it are three small slits. It's sealed tightly shut and has never opened as far as he can remember.

Status: Travelling alone as a "bard"
Background: George was born musical. However, his environment was less than welcoming to his talent. As an orphan, he grew up on the streets and the woods, switching between gathering plants for selling to plucking pockets for robbing. On occasion, he would sing to other orphans, using his eloquence and imagination to extort a little extra coin from their grubby hands. When he was 17, he barely managed to save enough to pull himself out of poverty, allowing him to travel the road.
A small quirk of his: He always knew he had a middle name, but he could never remember it. As a result, he gave himself one to fill in the emptiness.

Skills:
- foraging and cooking. He's gotten quite savvy figuring out what's delicious, abhorrent, and poisonous in food. He also knows their uses beyond cooking.
- knives. He's good at throwing knives for killing game. Also, he uses them to dig up various plants. However, swinging is not his forte.
- singing and stringing - He's not exactly the best, but it's enough for him to gather enough coin.
- agile. You can't exactly travel if you're being mauled by wolves. He can easily scale trees, maybe other things if they got appropriate foot holds. The trick is to grab him before he bolts. He's a terrible combatant, making it easy to keep him. However, once that time has passed, I wish you the best of luck trying to catch him.
- suave. selling plants and telling stories has made him a good communicator. However, that doesn't mean he likes to listen...

A Table for Two or Three

@AXIS Got busy over the previous week. You up for it?

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

@Mataus That's cool. I had a feeling that this character was a little bit... much. I'll be trying another character that's not so err... oily. Also, would it be possible to create two characters? Also, would a ghost of some kind be fine or a character that can see ghosts?
@Shadow Dragon Yowch and lol. My character was like a crow getting shot down from the sky. xD

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Hello! Is it fine if I jump in with this character?

Ozul

Race: ??? (A shade, perhaps)
Appearance: Pitch black skin, if it even is skin. Pupils that windows into the void. He at least has white sclera and pearly teeth, but that makes him all the more creepy when he smiles. His body is roughly the shape of a human but less defined. He's well built, but his arms are more poles than arms. He wears a shirt, pants, sandals, and satchel, all of which are charred colored. When he bleeds, a black, misty substance bleeds out.
Personality: An incessant talker. He doesn't know any manners, but he's a quick learner. Even though he gets turned down a lot, that doesn't stop him from initiating conversations. However, despite his cheery disposition, he has a hard time making strong connections, but when he does care, he cares deeply.
Abilities: He's rather strong. He's never one for bladed or blunted weapons, preferring gauntlets. He's also proficient in first aid and a little bit of magic. He can also blend really well into the shadows. Oh, he also doesn't need to eat. Sunlight seems to provide him sustenance.
Background: Doesn't remember much. He found himself in an abandoned castle someplace, but that's about it. Anything beyond that is learned.

Btw, I have no idea what my character is. Probably some magic ritual gone wrong or a some weird magic phenomena giving birth to an abomination. xD

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

Is this RP still live?

A Table for Two or Three

I've been kinda lonely lately. If it would interest anyone, I would love to do a world building RP with someone. In essence, we're writers at a coffee table jotting down ideas for a world, eating snacks and ordering drinks from the friendly barista. Here's the twist. The table allows us to see the world being formed in real time (in canon). The table, however, only accepts a maximum of 200 words, 500 if the barista is given a generous tip (usable once every five of your posts). However, that does not mean the posts are limited to 200/500 words, just that the world building is limited to that. You may come as yourself (which I will be doing) or come as a completely different persona. I'm planning to do regular meeting times on Friday/Saturday. The medium used for typing will be google docs (which is conveniently installed on the table). I'll be pming the link. The ol' guild won't be used since this RP is more of a "speed writing" thing.

Digimon: Digital Monsters- V3

Aaric and Hakase lifted their heads towards the sky attentive to the heavenly announcement. Aaric, once again, was indifferent. This grandiose display of light and power did not quite impress Aaric, almost as if there was a certain familiarity towards events such as these. Far too often had Aaric seen images of angels, their depictions, and functions in the multitude of stories he’s read. The only that inspired a speck of curiosity in Aaric was the split design of that heavenly being.

“Experience true knowledge,” the voice directed at Aaric. He did not think too much of this statement. To Aaric, knowledge was just knowledge, and nothing else. It was simply a tool that was to could be attained and then used; that was its primary purpose. Aaric looked down onto his left wrist to find that a strange watch-like gadget had been placed. It was somewhat odd that this bracelet did not catch the attention of Aaric. Perhaps he was far too withdrawn within himself to notice or too attentive to the voice that was above the group’s heads.

“Quite the display, right-gya?” Hakase asked Aaric. To answer the question, Aaric began to turn his head towards Hakase, only to be met with the gaze of an unfamiliar creature.

“YAAAH!!!” Aaric yelled in surprise. As he stumbled backwards away from the lab-coated lizard, Aaric tripped on a root. In what seemed like slow motion, Aaric tightly shut his eyes, bracing himself for the impact his bottom was about to receive. Touchdown, his romp was now very much hurt. After Aaric dressed his wounds, he turned his attention towards the little dinosaur. “Who-who are you?”

The dinosaur softly chuckled. In a differently toned voice, he replied, “I’m still Hakase-gya. You know that little koromon that was at your side-gya? Digivolved when Mastemon appeared-gya. Yep, I’m an Agumon-gya… Hey, are you listening-gya?” Aaric was staring at Hakase, dumbfounded. Once again, Aaric found himself staring into the gap within his knowledge, the void that Aaric never wanted to visit. Never in his entire life would he imagine a small dinosaur wearing a lab coat and an Oxford cap, until now.

Hakase waited for Aaric’s reply. After a few short seconds, Hakase sighed. Waving one of his sleeves towards Aaric, Hakase teased, “Hello, anybody in there-gya?” Aaric jolted.

“Present!”

Hakase sighed once more. “Your the most observant being that I’ve met so far.” Hakase said in a sarcastic tone.

“I am?” Aaric asked. Hakase looked at Aaric disdainfully. Hakase raised his arm, Aaric’s eyes following the motion. Then with one swift move, Hakase did a karate chop on Aaric’s head, causing Aaric to recoil and place his hands on the impact site.

“That was a sarcastic comment, blockhead! Pay more attention-gya!” Hakase immediately replied.

“Ow…” Aaric continued to say. He quickly maneuvered his eyes towards Hakase’s eyes. “I may have not picked up on the sarcasm, but that doesn’t give you the authority to give me a smacking!”

“Oh don’t complain-gya,” Hakase retorted. “If you don’t learn to converse with others, then your journey-gya will be more difficult-gya! Communication skills are key when it comes to crucial missions, skills that you evidently are short on-gya!” Hakase leaned in closer towards Aaric. “Not to mention attentiveness-gya!” Aaric motioned to open his mouth but clenched his teeth instead. Hakase could easily read that Aaric was reluctant to accept this criticism but knew that it was all too true. Hakase then swiftly made a 180 degree turn, shifting his attention towards the Angel digimon. Aaric followed suit, begrudgingly.

Possible RP: Conceptual

Just a general note, I might be adding a few mechanics to the RP, but that will come a bit later.