Altered Tundra

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Ask the Person Below You a Question v2

Yeah.

Our GM got sick. Very sick. The sickness apparently was cancer and in the thick of it all, one of our closest friends and GM of many years never came back. I still think of his passing every year. We carried on the best we could, but eventually it changed how a lot of us involved looked at a particular genre. In this case, it was a franchise, or at least in terms of role-playing it. It was a pretty basic Knights of the Old Republc-style Star Wars plot and we weren’t all the greatest writers… but it put us off from role-playing Star Wars for many years. For me in particular it wasn’t until a few years ago where I was “ready” to move past it.

I can’t imagine anything more impactful than that. At least, not negatively.

To move things along, here's my question: What genre or fandom has interested you but you personally haven't had much luck in role-playing particularly? You could not know how to GM it personally or you just haven't had the luck in finding a GM for it that fits your needs.

@Inkarnate

Definitely high fantasy (Sci-fi being a close second). I probably haven't been able to get neck-deep into it because a part of me feels a tad...out of place when trying to write it. I'll read a bunch of novels within those genres but I can't necessarily write it, which amounts to not having any luck with them.

For the person below me, in relation to the question above, what is a fandom or genre you'd like to try your hand at again and why?

Word association Game!

Weed

Men vs. Women Race to 1000: Version 2.0

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Post a random fact about yourself.

My diet consists of salt, sugar, and caffeine. Seriously, I'm addicted.

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

Aww poor Addison. ;-;

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

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• Ifrise Forest, Sovereignty of Dryadalis •

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Zestasia wasn’t remaining quiet because he didn’t want to speak but everything that may have come to his sometimes smallish brain had either already been said or might’ve incited even further anger upon him. The last time he spoke his mind, he received those judgemental glances from multiple members of the group that wondered if he was capable of contributing more than just buffoonery. While that wasn’t the point, part of Zes’ instincts told him to speak his piece. At least then some of the group would know where he was coming from.

Then again, did he want to risk it?

Truly, the boy was in a dilemma.

As the group went over the plan, Zestasia just nodded. He was keeping true to his internal promise to himself not to say anything stupid or that would otherwise earn him more judgment. However, when Pag had rubbed him on his head, Zes playfully shoved him to the side. "Stop it, Pag!" He laughed as he tried to refocus on the group.

When Clara, the de facto mother of the group (only because she seemed far more...experienced than the rest) had looked at him with what he could only assume was a compliment, he smiled back at her. “Oh yeah! Just leave it to me guys! If you get a booboo, I’ll save the day!” He proclaimed and pounded chest. He felt like a badass but he knew, somewhere among the faces of the group, was a snide comment waiting to be said.

Meadow University

The secret side of me, I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can't control it
So stay away from me, the beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it

Theo was near his boiling point.

Correction. He was past his boiling point.

He was tired of hearing Cassian’s voice belittle him, acting as though he was above Theo in any regard. He was tired of seeing him act like the pompous rich asswipe Theo had promised himself he never become. He was sick to death of seeing him get closer to Mac while he just stood in the back.

Theo lacked self-control some times and had a problem with his temper--scratch that! His temper wasn’t the problem but rather those who made him lose control of it. If it wasn’t Theo himself, then it was his father and mother; and if they didn’t make him lose his mind, then the kids he grew up with who teased his brother made him want to fight. There was always somebody who was to blame. There was always someone who made him see everything in front of him as red as his hair.

Honest to God, it was people like Cassian Lee that fed the beast inside Theodore.

When he belittled him, addressed him by his last name as if he was beneath using Theo’s name when he talked to him, and treating him like a child, Theo lost it. He didn’t hear anything but the thundering rage he felt. And, In an act that was otherwise blacked out, he hadn’t realized that he had rushed towards him and tackled Cassian to the ground until he was on top of Cass, aiming a balled fist towards the smug bastard’s face..

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