Antarctic Termite

[DungeonWorld] Rhone - Faes, Halflings, and Elves OH MY!~

Geckle listened to the party's knowledge at work, nodding vigorously whenever he was noticed. The plan, though still developing, sounded solid to ears inexperienced in strategy. The druid had perhaps more fight in him than he let on, but standing against a goblin raid was not the same as fending off a small swamp crocodile from inside a boat. He felt conscious of the light weight of the spear. Just fight where they point you. That's what you'll do, and you'll remain Geckle otherwise. Raising his head when Iris left, an idea came to Geckle at the mention of a horse. He attempted to clear his throat and spoke. "I have an idea that may, er, help us. A little. I mean, if it's needed, and it w-works, and maybe if I can find what I need in t-town and..." Fading into a mumble, he backed out of the room with an awkward wave, stumbling slightly on the doorstep. Well, that could've been done better.

Geckle wasn't one to mind a long walk; He could set a good pace even on a halfling's legs. A horse or donkey would still be a valuable asset, though, and it could certainly move faster than himself, if needed. And it could carry a human. With this in mind he set off around the town, looking for a place where he might find some kind of... Spiritual guidance, he supposed. There were plenty of old or failed sorcerors in town who might be willing to sell him a book, if he could find them.

It took him a while to reach a street where it appeared that arcane dealers had clustered together, by which time his bald head was burning in the sun. Scampering into an appropriate-looking building, he leaned against a wall and rested for a few seconds. The building was filled with old books, jars of strange- and sometimes vile-looking potion ingredients, and other miscellanea.

"Choose your object. I'll name its price." An old woman in heavy robes spoke boredly out of a corner, and Geckle flinched before he nodded and ducked behind a disorganised shelf. Books with potion recipes... Empty spellbooks... Papers in languages he couldn't read. Not much use for a druid. Maybe, not such a good idea at all... A word on a title caught his eye as he turned to leave 'Mounted'. Geckle pulled away the book and examined it, reading 'Study of the Soul and Power of a Mounted Horse'. Lucky find. Perfect. The old woman raised an eyebrow and Geckle nodded.

"...If you're interested in that old thing, you can take it for one gold. I don't know where I found it." She shrugged and Geckle paid cautiously- He didn't have much money to go around. "You'll be leaving now." Geckle nodded again and scurried back into the sunshine, clutching his precious book. Cheaper than buying a horse, yes. I'll just see how far my shifting can take me in this case. The idea's worth trying, once I've studied this.

Pokemon - Willow League

UnendingEmpire said
The only fairy I like is Sylveon. Choice Spec'd Pixilated STAB Hyper Beam + able to withstand a hit from Brave Bird Talonflame = Look out boys, Sheriff Deathray's in town.

I find Sylveon unsettling. Blank eyes, underweight, tentacled, and it evolves by being pampered and treated like a kit by humans, given human-like food and human contact for human amusement. If I wanted an Eeveelution that evolved thanks to a strong emotional bond I'd get myself an Umbreon or Espeon and not this anorexic pixie, thank you very much Game Freak. :|

Pokemon - Willow League

Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed was a description that seemed tailor-made not to fit Griselda Gilbert, but this was about as close as she would ever get. She felt awake and aware of her surroundings, her bag was packed and ready, and had taken a few minutes to comb and braid her hair. A testy, restless gaze prowled over the other passengers as she paced around the deck impatiently. For once she was looking forward to something that was not academic, although 'finally escaping this overpriced hulk' wasn't much of a goal. Griselda was seasick, and tired of being expected to exclaim gleefully over every Mantyke a happy tourist spotted with binoculars. Landfall would be an improvement.

Griselda didn't think much of her arrival into Saro. It was temporary, just like everything else. Symbolism wasn't her strong point, and she didn't bother thinking about what the 'new journey' that so many soon-to-be Trainers had sung the praises of through the years would mean to her. What she cared about was a laboratory and a place to stay and an eventual completed thesis. Nothing and no-one else mattered.

Crowds didn't appeal to her, so she avoided this one as much as she could, silently judging the behaviour she saw as she watched the horde go by. Wherever we go, humans never change. Self-centered apes under a mask of sophistication is all we'll ever be. Her impatience eventually overcame her distaste, and she joined the throng reluctantly, letting herself shove and be shoved by the people passing by. That was your fault, you peasants, she thought as she finally made it away from the ship with no desire to look back. Forwards was where she wanted to go, if she could just find out where forwards was in this case. There'll be a professor here, somewhere. With luck he'll have made it easy for us. It was a sarcastic thought. Griselda had never trusted luck.

Drifting around in the slightly-more-open space, her impatient energy having completely evaporated, she finally saw her target. He had made it easy for her. Who the hell wore a lab coat in public? Was her destination that close? Stopping her movement to watch, she saw that the apparent scientist was accompanied by twins and a young man with an amusing fashion sense. She chuckled abruptly and muttered to herself, but not very quietly. "A scientist and a homosexual walk onto a dock. There's a joke in there somewhere... Pity life has no punchline." Shaking her head and readjusting her beret, she stepped purposefully towards the unlikely pair. "Gilbert, Griselda. I understand someone was supposed to meet me here."

Pokemon - Willow League

Draexzhan said
I hate talonflame. It's like a third of the reason why I use Washtom

Washing machine is the only thing more overused and annoying than Talonflame IMO. :|

Prioritising which roleplays to post in right now but with luck I'll get through everything today.

Ok, a simple post up, which I might proofread again later. My roleplaying gears were getting rusty there for a while, but it doesn't look too bad.

Origin of Species

Leotamer said And speaking of game, this is starting to remind me of spore.

Ekirei said Took the words out of my mouth

...Starting to sound like Spore? Starting? q:

Haemonculus said Can Morgan Freeman be the monologue for this entire RP? I vote for that.

Kyelin said ^I second that idea, and will now be reading every IC post in Morgan's Voice, whether you want me to or not.

Kyelin said Isn't another key point of this RP is that entities have no idea that others exist? Except by inference, where they notice certain creatures evolving beyond their sphere of influence?Just clarifying, this one's quite a doozy on the old grey matter o.O

Yes, that is a key point, although it is entirely possible that they will come to their own conclusion that there are other beings like themselves by observing. How many there might be and what the others's intentions are will be harder to puzzle out. Or, they could completely miss the truth and find some incorrect explanation for what they observe in the life beyond their control- That would be fun too.

Obscurus said I like the core mechanics and I think they are complex enough, seeing what discussions we already have. Throwing in more options will probably ruin this RP and distract from it's main focus, as termite already said.

Pretty much IMO

Haemonculus said

All this is good and true

Obscurus said

These are good too

ThePhantomM said

Jerkchicken said How's this?

A parasite and an experimentalist (probably a better word for that somewhere). These are good.

I'm going to do all the roleplaying now everywhere. Hopefully this'll all be fixed and smoothly running soon.

Pokemon - Willow League

Our roleplay is made up of a horde of crazy geniuses. I have somewhere to go to in two hours or so and it might take a while, so I'll see what I can do when I'm back.

Draexzhan said
Fairies are actually pretty good. I've used a few on my team. Mega Mawile with its huge power, swords dance, and sucker punch is SCARY. Togekiss with serene grace, thunder wave, and air slash prevents the opponent from attacking 68% of the time, and Azumarill with huge power, belly drum, and aqua jet can clean house too. Klefki is a great prankster user with its thunder wave and screens and whatnot. Never used Gardevoire, so I really don't know just how good it is.

Then Xerneas turned up and became the Kyogre of a new age. ._.

Clefable is good this generation. Whimsicott was already good, now it has an immunity to make it better.

Origin of Species

Entities were never meant to directly be able to influence much, let alone everything. They can affect one thing, and that is species development. The roleplay is restrictive for them, and that was always intentional- What they want done, they will have to do by using the one power they have. I feel like it loses sight of the central evolution theme if the players can have tools that are completely separate to how they evolve their species. The emphasis here is always on that evolution, making your species work for you using creative writing, not making the world work for your species.

On the topic of creatively using your field of influence, the Spheres are a measurement to keep the players equal by assigning values and an eventual limit to the actions they take (I do intend to define this a little more clearly when I next edit the first post), because I felt like people would not like this roleplay as much if nothing had hard limits. What I had in mind for strategy was not how cleverly you assign your 100% to different actions, but how well you can write life into existence and roleplay with it strategically (again, act-and-react chess game), using your Sphere to keep youself within a clearly defined limit. Again, I may have put too much emphasis on Spheres as a mechanic. If so, I apologise for the confusion.

This was long and I don't much like long, but whatever, just felt like things should be clarified.

Japan fucking did it.

I really can not express how much I love this thread right now.

[DungeonWorld] Rhone - Faes, Halflings, and Elves OH MY!~

Turtlicious said
Places with lots of gold, riches, that kind of thing. A Palace would be a likely target. They like shinies.

Ok, thanks. I'll pop that into the post too.

Done.

[DungeonWorld] Rhone - Faes, Halflings, and Elves OH MY!~

The spear the makeshift will had described rested easily in Geckle's hands, but all the same, he didn't feel quite comfortable with its weight now that its head glinted sharply out of the parcel. He felt like it would anchor him to the violence of the world forever. Nervously he slung it over his shoulder and tried not to look at it too much. At least I can throw the thing and keep my distance... Shuffling his feet and wringing his hands, he listened as Iris described the situation.

His voice was croaky and held a stammer when he answered. "W-well, I suppose, considering what we, er, do, I might maybe say this is our kind of job... R-right?" Geckle shrugged, a little helplessly. Adventurers was what they were, wasn't it? "Yes, of c-course, I'm sure there'll be s-somebody near the palace who might, er, hire us for the, er, problem." He picked at a thread on his sleeve and tried to consult his own mental library for advice on how to approach a goblin 'problem'. In his private opinion, 'Somewhere between here and the forest' told him little about how the party could act. "Let me think, j-just for a second. I'm sure I might know something about g-goblins myself."

What did he know? Goblins were green (like frogs!), but often they had hearts as black as ravens... And like ravens, they could get aggressive over things they liked. Books and old trees could all tell how goblins liked treasure that sparkled in the light. The Palace isn't too far. Even the floors are shiny there. I'd be surprised if they had something better to target. Geckle stood up a little straighter and offered his thoughts. "If the goblins are, er, behaving aggressively, then they are pr-probably planning a raid... Goblins would love to get their hands on what's in the Queens own palace, right? I think they might r-really be that, er, daring, considering what they'd be able to steal from there."