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Current you know, my SO never forces me to say a thing that's on my mind and doesn't mind if I don't always explain myself which makes it way easier to actually tell them stuff. boundaries good.
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if your boyfriend loves you for who you are he already knows what you read without you needing to tell him
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no, its the manufacturer's lack of a soul that's causing it to act up on you
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I'm starting to think I have serial profile stalkers
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as much as I'd love to pre-plan RPs, I've also noticed that's the fast track to killing them. A little planning and a rough gist is fine, but anything beyond that and people don't wanna write no more.
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The day that Moss was hanged, eight others were cut down,
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Yeah okay so this extends to far more than just Nation with the way he's written it and I'm going to take out an excerpt to demonstrate that.

The initial and most glaring problem of narrative based Nation RP's is that each player exists completely at the whims or favoritism of the GM, or Game Master. Were he a childhood friend, a legitimate argument could be made that events that pertain to your nation or civilization have a tinge of preference to them. Or worse, were you so unfortunate to have a bad experience with the GM, you may find yourself treated unfairly by the curator of the game--or excluded from joining entirely. This sets the stage for an unequal start, which is not gamebreaking in and of itself--as nations do not begin their worldly journey from the same positions in the real world, or most fictional worlds--but rather gamebreaking in the sense that not every one is given the fair shake. A GM whose ideals are based on his own opinions and considerations, cannot, based on the purview of the human condition, give every nation a fair shake, as it were.

The second failure of narrative based RP's is the over dependence on a continued narrative cohesion. Battles are often decided by gentleman's agreement between the participating players. The very premise of this idea is nonsensical and removes the incentive to succeed in lieu of a "functioning narrative." In a narrative based Nation RP--in the equation of deciding battles--you are asking someone to intentionally lose in the interest of story. This forced collectivization can cause resentment or even a tug of war of narrative favoritism in the vein of: "I lost last time, you should lose this time." Mechanic based RP's are black and white, assuming they are designed competently, and the functional requirements implemented are strategy and many other times luck (usually via online die roll or through the assistance of Random.org).


It's the Yu-Gi-Oh! problem. No, really.

To those who know me, they know I'm more than a little obsessed with the franchise and can dig up any old YGO RP from any random place (often to my own detriment because sturgeon's law applies) and what you describe here as why only game systems work is the exact problem I have with most of them. Like, let's think about this for a second.

First, you argue that you're a the whims of the GM and that's bad. To that I say: yeah, no shit. This happens even in D&D campaigns that rule lawyer the shit out of everything. Even if you look at RPing purely as a game, it's still a game you need people for. Not all people are equal. Some people like each-other, others don't. If your group doesn't mesh, no amount of rules is going to fix it. When I get 4 really bad teammates in League of Legends I don't care if I go to win the game when all they've done is berate and heckle me the entire time I was playing. In that same vein, if a GM thinks you're a sub-par writer or doesn't like you personally, no amount of dicerolls are going to save you from being booted. It's the nature of the beast. Par for the course- it's completely illogical to imply that GM bias somehow leaves people on an uneven playing field. Just... look for a different GM? There always needs to be someone overseeing the game, otherwise you just get a chaotic mess. And yes, the guy overseeing it will have biases. If you don't like it, do the job better yourself.

Second, you say that a "gentleman's agreement" is somehow a failure because it will lead to mob mentality, which, afraid as I might be to say it, is kind of a leap in logic. This is where the Yugioh problem comes in. YGO RP's are, obviously, based around a real game, which in turn has a show around it that most RPs draw inspiration from. It ends up causing a lot of problems because nobody can ever figure out how to best structure this. Do we use simulators? RNG our hands? What's the banlist, which cards are allowed? Do we just freeform it? It's a problem every YGO RP faces and, more often than not, those who stick to the real game often become a royal mess. I tried a system like this once, where people RNG their hands. It was a bitchfest. People were petty as all heck when they lost and tried to surrender before even seeing it all the way through, because actually playing the game, as it turns out, creates a lot of salt when people get competetive. This almost ruined the narrative, though I decided to axe it regardless as it wasn't very fun.

My preferred method now is to use a gentleman's agreement, because actually communicating with your players ends up causing the least drama overall, since people know what to expect and what they want. If people are still petty and want to win everything, well, I'll just say they weren't even remotely looking for a narrative to begin with. This isn't a failure, it's a complete incompatibility in priority. By actually forcing people to talk it out you create a more cohesive storyline and can give everyone a fair shot in regard to what you both think is best- and if you really can't get over it, flip a coin. It's the same as what I see reflected here- your thesis is that a narrative Nation RP can never work because Nation is more suited to be a game. It's completely asinine if you ask me. Why should losing be a punishment? Losing is a form of growth. Learning from mistakes not only makes characters stronger, but also nations. Taking severe casualties and being in dire straits sounds like a fun position to be in, because now you have to write as in going on the offensive and possibly getting the biggest upset possible.

People looking for a story are going to build a story, come what may. It might take more time than a stats game, because a stats game is a lot easier to figure out, but with enough dedication anything is possible. Insinuating that stats are superior to people talking it out is ludicrous because it's two whole different notions of fun. Stats can die out just as well if the game just, well, sucks.

Of course I'm coming from the perspective of someone who doesn't RP in Nation, but I see the argument reflected into a phenomenon I am all too familiar with, so I thought I'd share regardless. It's just unfair to say something is doomed to fail if you don't intend on giving it a fair shake.
@Rabidporcupine want me to wait on you or nah

~~Nico~~



"W-well, I'm just glad she didn't cause too much trouble," Nico replied to the mysterious girl, looking down and scratching the cat behind its ears. "She's not even mine, really... I've just been seeing her a lot lately. I doubt she's a stray, though... strays don't act this friendly to people."

It really was a curious case. Nico can't recall ever meeting their owner. She'd always just assumed they lived close to her school since the cat usually hung around there, but the both of them were unusually far removed from that area by this point. "Say, have you..." she said, intending to ask a question, upturning her eyes, and pausing. Nico saw it. The symbol. She couldn't before, because it wasn't too large and had been clutched pretty tightly, but between the fingers of this mysterious young woman was a Hex Symbol. Entirely identical to hers. Colour drained from Nico's face because she knew what it meant.

"..."

Silence. Something was caught in her throat. Nico didn't know what to do. Here she'd been, worrying about it just moments before. She took a deep breath and put her kitty down, petting its head. "Its okay. I'll see you later, okay?" she comforted it. Nico crouched, pulled her last snack for it out of her pocket, tore it open and happily watched the cat enjoy herself. It didn't take long to run off after it had finished, and after it looked up to Nico with a bit of confusion. She stood up. Nico didn't face the other girl, she just looked in the direction where the cat had ran off to. "Sorry. You're a magical girl, too, huh?"

Now she looked back.

"I don't feel right hiding it, so..."

Nico pulled out her own Hex Symbol. "I'm Nico Kaneko. It's nice you meet you."
Ayu Usui

A shrill voice pierced the curtain separating the waking world from the subconscious, as it had for the past few days. A set pattern. Consistent, easy to get used to: following the schedule to a T. Not that it was particularly hard to wake up; the only thing comfortable about the current situation, the warmth of another person, had already long removed itself from her presence. She still wasn't used to the bed itself. Still, Ayu didn't feel any resistance from her partner. She could afford to laze a little. Pretend to sleep in, at the very least.

Not with the scream, though. Her eyes flickered open, she groggily pushed herself up on the side of the bed. The girl took a few moments. It had to register in her hazy mind, still. It wasn't hard to draw a conclusion on what happened, but there were several possibilities. The voice... wasn't it from Iclyn? Hard to tell, considering how muffled it wound up due to-

A body has been discovered!"

Ah. Right, that made sense. Everyone was still in the same situation, after all. Ayu brought her thumb to her lip, started biting the nail. Where did that voice come from again...? Not too far, clearly... while her groggy mind had trouble registering the sensory information she was being fed, it still sounded loud enough to not be too far.

...Across, even.

"Did you hear that?"

Ayu turned around. Hisakwa had asked a question. She nodded.

"Yeah."

She observed him. Eyes wide and darting, a cold sweat breaking out. Vision blurred. Rub her eyes, look again. Obviously shaking now; very panicked. Didn't keep his cool, huh? Not outside expectation, really. She looked down. Her wrist was unbound. Ayu could leave if she wanted to. The crime scene wasn't far, clearly... voices were just outside. Just outside Hisakawa's cabin. Everyone needed information, and people would be curious to see what happened. It's logical.

"...Hey. Want to investigate with me?" Ayu asked, eyes and head turning up toward him. "I think I'd feel safer with you around," she mumbled, averting them again. An awkward pause and a brief silence followed. She got up. He'd follow her, she was sure of that much.

"I'm going, then."

Ayu stepped right outside. Outside the cabin. Yep, crime wasn't far from it. Just ahead... Naomi's? Yeah, hers. Makes sense... Iclyn's partner. And, from the looks of it...

"...Ah..."

...very, very dead. That became clear as she'd come closer to the entryway. All the others got closer too, pouring in one by one. Someone had screamed before she went outside, a male, but they went ahead already, clearly. Nobody was outside. They had to be inside. Was it the gray haired one...? He cursed, right? Oh, or maybe the other one... Tsuin. Yeah, must've been Tsuin. Ayu stood just before the cabin. She turned around. Yeah, he was there.

"Hey, can you take the lead? I'm not... very good at this."
@Hammerman thanks for reminding me that I wrote 'roar' instead of 'howl' like a fucking dipshit

wolves don't roar, I know this

This is why you don't try to rush posts, kids

(fixed it btw)
@Ammokkx I made a post. If you want to blind chance stumble into Saya, I'm down. :P


Decided to take you up on that offer due to a lack of other viable options.

~~Nico~~



Nico really shouldn't have been hanging around town like she was.

Her parents most likely expected her to come home straight away after school had ended, just like how she usually did, but the habit had been broken more and more often ever since she'd become a magical girl. This time was no different as Nico aimlessly wandered into town. Something was weighing on her mind, something that made her uneasy. The Hex Night had begun in earnest just the day prior, and she'd already met two of her 'competitors.' It still didn't feel right to fight each-other like that. Thoughts like those made her feel inferior and weak. It was reassuring that Nari was on her side, but... if Nico didn't get over these feelings, surely she'd be one of the first to go.

She couldn't let that happen. She wouldn't let that happen.

"Merw."

A sudden meow coming from beneath her snapped Nico out of those thoughts, having her glance down at the origin. It was her little friend again. She was showing up a lot more than Nico remembered her to. Still, she happily crouched down and picked up the cat, who didn't offer any resistance as it gleefully hung from Nico's arms.

"Little troublemaker..." she whispered to her with a giggle. She bent one of her hands back a little so her fingers could scratch behind the burmilla's ears. The cat let out another delighted meow. The two of them walked a bit further into town like this. Then, suddenly, it climbed out from between Nico's arms. She didn't get the impression it was bored of her, so she asked "Hey, what's wrong?" to the little creature. Its tail was stiff and straight as the cat paused for a moment, just long enough for Nico to be caught off-guard when it suddenly ran across the corner. She chased after it, worried about whatever happened, only to find it hissing at another girl she'd never met. The girl was only a few meters away from the cat.

"A-ah, excuse me..." Nico apologetically told the stranger, crouching down next to the cat. "It's okay... you don't have to worry," she reassured it. The cat looked back at Nico, perked up a little, and jumped right into her arms again, snuggling itself into her chest this time. Nico sighed and stood upright again, giving the stranger the least awkward smile she could muster. Looking at her better, it didn't seem like this girl was any older than Nico herself. Blonde, too... what a strange hair colour. Was it dyed?

"I'm sorry if she bothered you... I usually don't have to keep her in check like this," Nico told the girl as she looked back down at the kitty, still rubbing its head against her uniform.

The student's construct remained silent as Renzo landed in front of it. They pushed themself off the stones they had crashed into, sheathing one of their blades on the hip so they could grab onto the boy's hand. As they weren't quite used to his magic, however, the construct soon tumbled onto the floor again after the mad dash, rolling a meter or so away. They were much lighter than they appeared to be.

"O-Oi, Yakko! Quit screwing around," the construct's partner yelled in their direction. They responded by turning their head, pulling up the shoulders for a shrug and climbing to their feet. The student turned back to Renzo. "Get out of here? To where? That thing's been chasing me halfway across the complex!" he yelled.

Meanwhile, the assault on the berserk construct kicked off in spectacular fashion. Three pairs, having arrived almost at the same time, was quite the disadvantage for it. While it managed to dodge Adamas' initial tackle with a quick jump, the landing wasn't quite so simple. Fubuki's Ice Age had already taken effect as the area was starting to become a frozen wasteland, including the spot it tried to land on. The beast slid across the floor, unable to gain solid footing, which let Lun set up his little trap with ease. The construct barely had any time to react before being hurled onto its side. Adamas was already coming in for a second attack, but every hair on the berserk construct's body began to stand up. Suddenly, it let out a window-shattering howl. It was loud enough to stop the others dead in their tracks, even forcing Yakko back to its knees. The ice underneath the construct as well as Lun's hard light shattered in an instant.

It didn't take long for the beast to be back on all four of its paws. A black mist started to rise from in between its fur. The mist then sank to the floor, spreading across and corroding a part of Fubuki's frozen kingdom. Though the temperature remained just as cold, the ice was being eroded like an acid bit through it.

"W-What the hell is it doing?!" the student, who had been running from it, shouted. The beast turned toward Lun, tracing them up in the air, before leaping at them. The mist followed it, wrapping around like a pincer so the only direction Lun could dodge in without touching it being backwards- and he wasn't getting away fast enough to easily escape the beast's jaws. Additionally, some of the mist crept up towards Lun's partner as well, but Yakko dove in front of Renzo and attempted to slash at it with the one sword it still held. Surprisingly, it worked. While it didn't outright destroy the substance, the force from the swing did cause it to go in the other direction- Adamas' direction.
"Wait, for real?!"

Ren's exasperated voice could be heard all the way back into the city with how loud he yelled, which only served for his construct to grab him and use one of their ethereal hands to cover his mouth. "My apologies, he's a little... immature," they told Hugo's newly-formed team. The boy clearly had something to say as he was struggling beneath his construct's hold, with Yusuke laughing at the sight.

"Ahaha! Damn, Wraith, that's brutal." Yusuke turned to his own construct. "Well, Reave... what do you say? Favoring the odds already?" he asked them. They simply shook their head. Only a single word escaped from their mouth.

"No."

Yusuke fell over on the spot, before scrambling back onto his feet. He said "H-Hey, what the heck?! We can totally kick Chidori's-!" and was then cut-off.

"I-I'm still here, you know!" Ren shouted from where he stood, having managed to push down his construct's hand. He pointed towards the remaining crowd. "Hey, you four! Pick a side already, I want to get to the scrapping," he shouted. All of them migrated to Yusuke's side, making the boy in question burst out in laughter again. "Hey, come on! I need a team too!"

"Yeah, you need the help alright! Hey, someone else can take over this team, I'm defecting to Ren!" Yusuke said, hopping over to his side.

"How unusual..." Reave whispered as they followed suit.

"Yeah, what the hell?! Mind your own business!" Ren yelled back at the guy.

"C'mon, buddy... without me, there's no way you're gonna beat them. Just accept the help and-"

"Umm... you needed a third person?" a girl interrupted, riding on top of her spider construct. A green ichor oozed from the fangs sticking out in front of its jaw. It strut over to both Ren and Yusuke with her on top of it. She looked young enough to be a first-year. "If you'd like, I could-"

"Alright, that settles it then! We're first up," Ren immediately declared, racing over to get some distance from Hugo's team. The other three students in the area scattered, wanting to get some distance from the free-for-all that would ensue. It didn't take long for the trio of Ren, Yusuke and...

"...uh. What was your name again?"

"Hiyori."

...Hiyori to stand on the opposite end of the field. A few silent moments passed. Yusuke spoke up.

"Hey, uh, Hiyori... are you gonna... stay on top of your construct like that?" he questioned, having set himself behind Reave. The girl just gave a cheerful nod in response, which made both boys look at each-other nervously. "Well, alright then..." he mumbled, dropping the subject. Ren shook it off a bit faster and grinned.

"Ready? ...GO!"

As soon as he gave the go-ahead, Hiyori and her construct rode full-speed into the battlefield, in front of both Ren and Yusuke's constructs. The two of them panicked and ran in opposite directions, followed by their partners. Ren brought up his hand, the mark on the back of it clearly visible for anyone watching. It glowed for a bit before both him and his construct suddenly vanished in thin air.

On the other side, Yusuke's Reave was joining Hiyori in the middle of the battlefield. Her construct suddenly slid to a halt and began to spit out some of the ichor that had been dripping from its fangs. As it launched, it suddenly stopped mid-air while Hiyori's own mark, situated on the side of her neck, began to shine. Four blobs of venom hovered in the air. She concentrated on them before launching two at both Hume and Nehla each, still having some distance to cover across the plain.

"Bide your time, Reave... wait for Ren and Wraith," Yusuke muttered to his partner. Reave nodded, hovering around Hiyori's construct as if it was a fortress they needed to hold.
Y'all move faster than I anticipated. Luckily, I've got some time right now, so I'll at least start the next post. If all goes well it's up either soon after this one, or tomorrow.
I just couldn't justify them hanging around the shrine is all. ^^;


and there's why I'd rather not do it. I'll think of something; if I really can't come up with anything I could always have Nico crash Fuyko and Hikari's party as a last resort.
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