"Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you.."
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"Don't you want me baby? Don't you want me, oh?"
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"Why don't you love me baby? Open up your heart tonight 'cause I could be all that you need."
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"I would burn in the fire to see you on the other side, put my heart in your hands, to be beside you!"
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>>BE THE FUCKING OPTIMISTIC NUT JOB
The Land Of Music And Sunlight, LOMAC for short, was BORING. There was practically no imps here, much to your utter despair. To your knowledge, everyone else had imps. Both your moirail Katana and your matesprit Coboli reported that their lands were overrun with the little monsters, but you had yet to find one single thing you could kill.
That did nothing to dampen your permanent optimism, however, and you gleefully wondered through your land before coming across your first temple. Finally! Something exciting. According to the others, there should be puzzles and treasure within it's deep recesses. With a big smile and your trademark giggle, you made your way inside.
It was there that you discovered three ogres, each the size of the staircase that your server player had built for you to reach your gate. In other words, tall and fucking monstrous. They occupied the entirety of the main room, one level down from where you've entered. You had a feeling they must have eaten a good portion of the smaller shale imps who you should have been fighting all along.
A wicked smile plays over your lips as you summon your FLOWER POWER SCALEMATE POUNDER from your Strife Specibus! You wasted no time in charging in, leaping off the high platform that was the entrance, your hammer raising high as you prepared to strike. You practically oozed excitement and fucking optimism as you began to utterly DESTROY those ogres, all the while giggling like a lovestruck school girl.
You finished them off with a squeal of excitement as you landed in the middle of the grist piles. "Hell f-f-fucking yes!!"
You are Poppii Dweler, and you just Fucked. Them. Up.
===> BE THE AUTHOR Well, hi there!
As you can clearly tell, if you've read this far, I started this off with a Homestuck style character introduction, and a small bit of my typically writing. There isn't that much to say about me, honestly.
Most people refer to me as Stitches. This is the first site where I haven't based my username around some form of Stitches or Threads.
I identify as Rainbow Dragon Kitty, pronouns be fucking damned.
As of this September of 2016, I shall be twenty-one years of age.
I mostly enjoy writing Fantasy, Science Fiction (to a degree), and Slice of Life roleplays, though I can be convinced to try anything at LEAST once.
I've been writing, in roleplay style, for roughly six years. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but I pride myself on the quality of my posts, even if it occasionally takes me FOR-FUCKING-EVER to respond.
Other than writing, my hobbies include traditional and digital art (both realism and anime styles. It depends on my mood), video games of the mostly RPG nature and an occasional FPS, and music. Music is kind of the THE REASON FOR MY FUCKING EXISTENCE ON THIS MISERABLE AND FORSAKEN PLANET the reason I live.
When it comes to music, I am eclectic to the max. My playlist includes everything from Maroon 5 to Silversun Pickups to Editors to Avenged Sevenfold to Nightwish and all the way to Enya. It would be pointless to try to list all of the music I listen to. There are not enough available characters on this bio left.
I am also an avid reader, and I am particularly fond of Laini Taylor, James Patterson, Terry Pratchet, Neil Gaiman, and Cassandra Clare.
My favorite movies are The Crow, The Labyrinth, Stardust, and literally anything Marvel.
I am part of several fandom's, the most prominent being Homestuck, Marvel, DC, and The Black Jewels series.
@Elle SantiagoIt wouldn't be a big deal if you wanted to keep it. Witch was just the first thing to pop into my head. XD I will probably change it to something else. You can keep it.~
Lmao, interested, option 1, but are you talking about a human session, troll session, or a double mobius reacharound sort of thing? Also will probably have to draw up a different character for this, I've gotten bored of my other one
EDIT: What do you think about wizard apprentice characters?
I think majority rules for the race. It would be cool to do a session collision early on that allows for both races if we have a balanced number of people who want each race. It would have to be at least 3 vs. 3 for Human/Troll, just to avoid Master classes and all that.
And take your time with the character. I got one for both race myself, and I'm doing some major editing for this.
Also, wizard apprentice? XD Would you mind elaborating a bit?
The day began as any other day for Ilia; with her part time job at the mental health clinic in the middle of town. She tried her hardest to keep her mind off of the night time adventure she had had.. The six hour shift passed by slowly with the majority of her time taken up by paperwork. After work, she was stuck in afternoon classes for several more hours. Her psychology courses were demanding, but nothing she couldn't handle. Three classes later, and most of the day was gone. Her instant reaction was to praise the sun and head back to her apartment for a calm bight of reading and daydreaming, when she remembered that she was scheduled in less than two hours for her second part time job. The Winchester was a decent bar to work in, all in all. The pay was fair, and the "clientele" never got too handsy or rowdy. The only problem Ilia had ever had with it was the noise, which brought on the headaches at were her leading reason for staying hone most nights. At least she got to work alongside Sky, the copper haired friend from school.
Back at her apartment, Ilia's mind began to wonder as she changed into her much more casual bartending attire. Gone was the purple peacoat and the slightly longer black dress, and on went the tank top and half sleeved button down over the black jeans. Her thoughts drifted as she manually went through the motions, back to the dream that had scared her awake. If it had been real, and she had really seen Cadmus, then her life was about to get incredibly interesting tonight. The dragon had never failed to pull through on his promises- or his threats, for that matter. And the assurance that she would return to Eurasha seemed like both to her. Before she had realized it, Ilia had tugged on her heeled boots and was heading out the door and down the stairwell to work. She gave her head a small shake, determined to out it out of her mind until she was off. She would have plenty of time to plan and prepare before sleeping that night.
The bar was only a few blocks from her apartment building in downtown. It wasn't her favourite location, not by a long shot, but it offered her proximity to both jobs and the college. By the time she arrived for her four hour shift at seven, the bar was already in an early swing for the night crowd. Several of the other bartenders looked up with relief as Ilia entered. It was a well known fact that once she showered up, it meant the secondary crew would be pulling in within a few short minutes. She was always first one to arrive, and the last one out the door. She hurried around the counter, storing her purse under the bar before she took over for one of the senior crew members, a slightly older man by the name of Harrison. He gave her a grateful smile as he uncuffed his sleeves and made for the door. She got a small pat on the shoulder from another female coworker who hollered over the noise, "Is Sky going to be here soon? I have to pick my daughter up from the daycare soon. They close in less than half an hour."
"Don't worry Marge, I'm sure she'll be in just a moment. You know how she is." She flashed a bright smile before turning her attention to the crowd in front of her, her hands beginning to work with the bottles and the glasses. Though the smiling and attentive front stated up for the crowd, inside her head was a whirlwind of thoughts and images. Try as she might, Eurasha seemed to permeate her every thought. Now that the idea of being back was there, she wanted it more than anything. She put together a Bloody Mary while imagining the black ocean reflecting the silvery blue sky overhead. She poured a whiskey while imagining the feeling of running at a speed impossible in reality down the side of the Carrion Mountains alongside her dragon friend. But more than anything, she thought of Kellen.
The image of black glittering eyes and thin, spiraling horns on the fave that she grew up alongside was haunting. That thing, that monster that was possessing her best friend, was going to pay. It had destroyed her home, murdered her friend and took his form, and locked her out of her own creation. She was going to rain hell on it. It was going to regret every trying to take on Ilianna Grace.
A voice drew Ilia out of her head as she looked up at the man sitting in front of her. She was taken aback by how she didn't notice the rather large blonde man sink into the seat before her. His grey eyes seemed tired as he spoke up, the words failing to register for a moment. Ilia was still trying to come back from the recess of her mind, and found herself hoping she didn't look like a complete idiot for the momentary delay in her cognitive abilities. She processed his request and quickly shot back, "You have a particular brand you like, or would you like to try the lager we're pushing with that coke?"
Oh! I see. Then how does physical strength in the real world translate into the the dreamworld?
I think you're going to bring the scene to the bar today, yes? :).
I am! It will be up in just a little bit. Just doing some spell check and all that.
Real strength is pretty much unrelated to anything involving your character in the dream realm. This is mostly because once a person realizes how fully they can manipulate the realm, then they can alter anything around them.
I definitely think I have enough people to start this up! Give me a day, during which, you guys can put in your vote for which plot. So far, we're leaning toward a traditional Sburb play.
@Elle Santiago I like it! Again, you guys came up with some unique stuff for your abilities and backgrounds. I have to ask, did you intentionally use the name I gave to Pyro's missing partner?
[center]>>BE THE FUCKING OPTIMISTIC NUT JOB
[i]
The Land Of Music And Sunlight, LOMAC for short, was BORING. There was practically no imps here, much to your utter despair. To your knowledge, everyone else had imps. Both your moirail Katana and your matesprit Coboli reported that their lands were overrun with the little monsters, but you had yet to find one single thing you could kill.
That did nothing to dampen your permanent optimism, however, and you gleefully wondered through your land before coming across your first temple. Finally! Something exciting. According to the others, there should be puzzles and treasure within it's deep recesses. With a big smile and your trademark giggle, you made your way inside.
It was there that you discovered three ogres, each the size of the staircase that your server player had built for you to reach your gate. In other words, tall and fucking monstrous. They occupied the entirety of the main room, one level down from where you've entered. You had a feeling they must have eaten a good portion of the smaller shale imps who you should have been fighting all along.
A wicked smile plays over your lips as you summon your FLOWER POWER SCALEMATE POUNDER from your Strife Specibus! You wasted no time in charging in, leaping off the high platform that was the entrance, your hammer raising high as you prepared to strike. You practically oozed excitement and fucking optimism as you began to utterly DESTROY those ogres, all the while giggling like a lovestruck school girl.
You finished them off with a squeal of excitement as you landed in the middle of the grist piles. "[color=ed1c24]Hell f-f-fucking yes!![/color]"
You are Poppii Dweler, and you just Fucked. Them. Up.[/i]
[color=630460]===> BE THE AUTHOR
[/color]
Well, hi there!
As you can clearly tell, if you've read this far, I started this off with a Homestuck style character introduction, and a small bit of my typically writing. There isn't that much to say about me, honestly.
Most people refer to me as Stitches. This is the first site where I haven't based my username around some form of Stitches or Threads.
I identify as Rainbow Dragon Kitty, pronouns be fucking damned.
As of this September of 2016, I shall be twenty-one years of age.
I mostly enjoy writing Fantasy, Science Fiction (to a degree), and Slice of Life roleplays, though I can be convinced to try anything at LEAST once.
I've been writing, in roleplay style, for roughly six years. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but I pride myself on the quality of my posts, even if it occasionally takes me [b][i]FOR-FUCKING-EVER[/i][/b] to respond.
Other than writing, my hobbies include traditional and digital art (both realism and anime styles. It depends on my mood), video games of the mostly RPG nature and an occasional FPS, and music. Music is kind of the [b][i][u][color=f26522][s]THE REASON FOR MY FUCKING EXISTENCE ON THIS MISERABLE AND FORSAKEN PLANET[/s][/color][/u][/i][/b] the reason I live.
When it comes to music, I am eclectic to the max. My playlist includes everything from Maroon 5 to Silversun Pickups to Editors to Avenged Sevenfold to Nightwish and all the way to Enya. It would be pointless to try to list all of the music I listen to. There are not enough available characters on this bio left.
I am also an avid reader, and I am particularly fond of Laini Taylor, James Patterson, Terry Pratchet, Neil Gaiman, and Cassandra Clare.
My favorite movies are The Crow, The Labyrinth, Stardust, and literally anything Marvel.
I am part of several fandom's, the most prominent being [color=39b54a]Homestuck,[/color] [color=f26522]Marvel,[/color] [color=8882be]DC,[/color] and [color=440e62]The Black Jewels series.[/color] [/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-greentext">>>BE THE FUCKING OPTIMISTIC NUT JOB </span><br><br><span class="bb-i">The Land Of Music And Sunlight, LOMAC for short, was BORING. There was practically no imps here, much to your utter despair. To your knowledge, everyone else had imps. Both your moirail Katana and your matesprit Coboli reported that their lands were overrun with the little monsters, but you had yet to find one single thing you could kill. <br><br>That did nothing to dampen your permanent optimism, however, and you gleefully wondered through your land before coming across your first temple. Finally! Something exciting. According to the others, there should be puzzles and treasure within it's deep recesses. With a big smile and your trademark giggle, you made your way inside.<br><br>It was there that you discovered three ogres, each the size of the staircase that your server player had built for you to reach your gate. In other words, tall and fucking monstrous. They occupied the entirety of the main room, one level down from where you've entered. You had a feeling they must have eaten a good portion of the smaller shale imps who you should have been fighting all along.<br><br>A wicked smile plays over your lips as you summon your FLOWER POWER SCALEMATE POUNDER from your Strife Specibus! You wasted no time in charging in, leaping off the high platform that was the entrance, your hammer raising high as you prepared to strike. You practically oozed excitement and fucking optimism as you began to utterly DESTROY those ogres, all the while giggling like a lovestruck school girl.<br><br>You finished them off with a squeal of excitement as you landed in the middle of the grist piles. "<font color="#ed1c24">Hell f-f-fucking yes!!</font>" <br><br>You are Poppii Dweler, and you just Fucked. Them. Up.</span> <br><br><font color="#630460">===> BE THE AUTHOR</font><br>Well, hi there! <br><br>As you can clearly tell, if you've read this far, I started this off with a Homestuck style character introduction, and a small bit of my typically writing. There isn't that much to say about me, honestly.<br><br>Most people refer to me as Stitches. This is the first site where I haven't based my username around some form of Stitches or Threads. <br><br>I identify as Rainbow Dragon Kitty, pronouns be fucking damned.<br><br>As of this September of 2016, I shall be twenty-one years of age.<br><br>I mostly enjoy writing Fantasy, Science Fiction (to a degree), and Slice of Life roleplays, though I can be convinced to try anything at LEAST once.<br><br>I've been writing, in roleplay style, for roughly six years. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but I pride myself on the quality of my posts, even if it occasionally takes me <span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-i">FOR-FUCKING-EVER</span></span> to respond. <br><br>Other than writing, my hobbies include traditional and digital art (both realism and anime styles. It depends on my mood), video games of the mostly RPG nature and an occasional FPS, and music. Music is kind of the <span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-i"><span class="bb-u"><font color="#f26522"><span class="bb-s">THE REASON FOR MY FUCKING EXISTENCE ON THIS MISERABLE AND FORSAKEN PLANET</span></font></span></span></span> the reason I live.<br><br>When it comes to music, I am eclectic to the max. My playlist includes everything from Maroon 5 to Silversun Pickups to Editors to Avenged Sevenfold to Nightwish and all the way to Enya. It would be pointless to try to list all of the music I listen to. There are not enough available characters on this bio left.<br><br>I am also an avid reader, and I am particularly fond of Laini Taylor, James Patterson, Terry Pratchet, Neil Gaiman, and Cassandra Clare.<br><br>My favorite movies are The Crow, The Labyrinth, Stardust, and literally anything Marvel. <br><br>I am part of several fandom's, the most prominent being <font color="#39b54a">Homestuck,</font> <font color="#f26522">Marvel,</font> <font color="#8882be">DC,</font> and <font color="#440e62">The Black Jewels series.</font></div><br><br></div>
