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Is it all that common an occurrence?



Did you know that Dante's inferno is called a divine comedy because things work out for the protagonist? Back in the day, the only two genres were comedy and drama. The only difference was that in a comedy, the protagonist is better off at the end, and a drama is the opposite. So that's why a story about going through hell can still be considered a comedy, even if it's not funny.

So while I’d like to call your face a comedy, it’s a tragedy.


Broken Promise, BP, Boss

Old enough to know better, too young to care.

Preferred RPs:
I Prefer to make my own, but will occasionally join something if it looks interesting. I'll join just about anything so long as it isn’t overly edgy/sweet, bonus points if it has familiar RPers in it. I've had 0 luck doing 1x1s.

Preferred Roles:
I tend to play adorable characters everyone wants to befriend or proper assholes everyone wants to stay away from. I try not to play moral paragons or prime evils.

Other interests:
I watch a lot of educational videos on youtube. Usually as research for something I’m writing or purely because a topic interests me. I like channels like Tier Zoo and Daryl Talks Games, and I’ll also watch things like Critical Drinker or Literature Devil to deepen my understanding of story telling. Though I also like memes and jokes, to which I’ll find myself watching stuff like Sseth or Animeniaks if I just want to watch something stupid. I’m always looking for other channels to subscribe to.

Haven’t played many games recently. I have a rather long history of playing virtually every platformer to come into existence during the indie boom, as well as quite a few indie games. I’ve played Meatboy, Binding of Issac, Gunvolt, Cuphead, Princess Remedy in a World of Hurt, Classic Metroid, Warcraft 3, Final Fantasy 14, Left 4 Dead, Shantae, Celeste, Danganronpa, God Eater, the list goes on. What I’ve played is kind of all over the place. I don’t play many games these days, I tend to pick things that look interesting and go on a decent steam sale. Currently playing through Muv-Luv because autistic guy recommended it.

I draw. I haven’t done a lot of it recently and certainly don’t feel confident enough to show anything I make to the general public. Once I get my RP addiction under control I’ll start practicing again. It’s been hot too…

I listen to everything, save most country/rap songs. I have too many favorites to name, but I’ve currently found myself listining to this remix of Hit the Road Jack a lot

Not one to take life or the internet too seriously. Is only serious about writing well and having a good time.

People to Insult:
Dalton is a Dingus.

Most Recent Posts

“Now THAT’S what I’m here for!”

— Oros

Oros had been excited when she discovered an intact Penrose. It had been a while since she had been home, and while the place was a little rough around the edges, the sight of it brought a smile to her face.

Then a week passed.

It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy all the entropy. It was just a lot less interesting than she thought it would be. Oros overheard a samurai talking to some other magical girls about some plot to save Mary. Something about her being mind warped. It wasn’t that interesting. First of all, Mary was the type of bitch that would hold out on you. Secondly, the samurai spent way too much time narrating “We’re going to nab her, and I have friends on the inside!” A point to note was that Mary was the type of person who had eyes and ears everywhere. The type of person that you’d have to look over your shoulder for even if you were conducting a private meeting inside a hotel. She probably heard about the plan dude. Thirdly, the Grand Magistrate had their stink all over this one. The “event” last week was absolutely hilarious, but it was the sort of fun that Oros felt better observing than participating in. But hey, if the samurai could pull that stick out of Mary’s ass, maybe they could meet up later.

Oros had though that things would be more interesting at the the monster sanctuary. Instead, it seemed like a power play was about to take place. Exciting stuff, but only if you’re into political intrigue and a boring individual overall. The position of power was about as useful as a scrap of toilet paper, and there were no bangin’ waifus around. Time to move on.

Was there nothing of interest going on in Penrose? Had it all been reduced to politics and edgy assassination shit? Was there a reason to-


Oros bounced off something soft. She wasn't so clumsy as to fall over from such an impact, normally. Usually the target of Mr. toast would brace themselves for impact, but it seemed like this girl was so oblivious she just kept moving in Oros's direction. Before Oros could stand up all the way, she noticed the woman approaching her.


Oros remained frozen in place. She blinked when Emily extended her hand. There wasn't any reason to take it. All she had to do was straighten her knees to stand up all the way. But she took hold of it anyway. Mr toast was hugging this girl's bosom. This had to be the person fate had selected for her. The animistic monster girl leaned in and sniffed Emily's hair. After holding the air in her lungs for a moment, she exhaled. Her hot breath waifed past Emily's face as she pulled back.

“Meh.” She smiled. “You've got no reason to butter your breasts with Mr toast's face!” Oros picked up the piece of toast. A melting square of butter coasted down her breasts before pooling where her coat seem was. “I'm going to need some compensation for this.” Oros reached her other hand into Emily's bag and pulled out the manga she was reading. “Oh? What's this?” Holding the toast in one hand and the manga in the other, she skimmed through the pages. “Oh my! Em, I had no idea you were into... NTR?” She dipped the toast into the delightful little butter dish that was standing next to her. Once she had gotten to the same page that Emily had, she closed the book with a chuckle. “Em.” Oros looked at Emily out of the corner of her eye. “Are you interested in boys?”

”Dayum Dames!”

— Nuncio

Nuncio may have been surprised by how Penny left things, but he wasn’t as mad as the monster girls who surrounded him. At the very least, he wasn’t upset enough to leave without letting Penny respond to him and everyone else.

”Excellent speech, my friend.” Nuncio clapped his hands. Even he had to admit that Penny had a fair bit of charisma. Her address to everyone was better than her initial speech. ”Gift of the silver tongue. They say it’s a mark of a good queen… and of a liar.” The mobster stepped out of the crowd and tipped his hat. He was standing between penny and a mob of concerned monster girls. Rosa didn’t stray far from his side, her tail sweeping side to side.

”’Name’s Nuncio. I’m a member of the Penrose outa Alliance. We’ve been helpin’ Cindy for a good while. Believed in her cause and everythin’. Can’t say I’m too pleased with Penny sweepin’ in and edgin’ out my boss, but I was willin’ to see how things played out if she was an okay leader.” He parted his hands and looked around. ”Quite the operation I must say. She’s got a bit of everythin’. But I ain’t hear to talk about that.” Nuncio looked over his shoulder at Penny. ”Ya say the local beacon branch ain’t like the ascendancy? Let me tell ya all a story…”

A cell phone appeared in Nuncio’s hand. ”Had a talk with Faith earlier. We got to catch up. She was at Mayor Park when Cindy got killed. The cardinal had a bunch of girls come to her aid. Includin’ Sylvia Starshine. She opened fire on a slew of monster girls who weren’t even fightin’, includin’ Faith and Lotus. Lotus fought valiantly, but Sylvia blew herself and Lotus up like the fanatic she was.” Nuncio shrugged. ”Woulda just been a normal day for Ascendancy, but this dame worked for Penrose Beacon. She was your mechanic, right Penny?”

Nuncio turned his entire body to face Penny.

”Faith almost got killed. She was carried off by a Beacon science experiment. They’ve been creatin’ homunculus and fusing souls into ‘em. They captured Binky to produce red coins, so I can’t say I’m too surprised. Anyway, some friends saved her, and she’s been hiding out before waiting for a chance to return here. I should mention the girl on the screen that turned into Cindy was stalkin’ Faith too. She has a twin, and I’m sure the twin wanted to do the same kind of thing to her that they used on Cindy.”

He turned back towards the crowd.

”Think about it, if they have Cindy, the Outer Alliance, and Penny is acting as queen, Beacon has us all right where they want us!”

”They say the Mint attacked the Cardinal and Cindy at the same time, but why is it that only Cindy died?”

”If Penrose Beacon and the Ascendancy are so different, why do they work together? Why haven’t they tried to declare their independence?”

Nuncio turned to face Penny. ”Now, I dunno if we can trust Penny or not. She’s done a lot for you guys, but this love for Beacon ain’t makin’ me feel too good.” He pointed his phone at Penny’s face. ”I’ll tell you what I think, and all a ya can do what ya want. I think Penny probably deserves a chance. But she’s gotta pick between us or them.” He zoomed in on her face. ”I know Faith’ll take care of us, Beacon has made her suffer more than anyone I know. But if Penny can break her ties with Beacon? That would make me feel a lot better.”


“You think that's a shitty add, watch this!”

— Su Fang

“Whah!” Su exclaimed after the non-discript teleportation attempt, which hopefully worked. If that worked out, and they were also in front of Mariette, su would turn to adress her. “Um.” She would hesitate. “It's been a while. you're pretty hard to find.”


Because a vision softly creeping.

— Trixy

”You’re going to be attacked soon, according to our mole.” The eyepatch kid stood at attention. ”Unless you mean how I got here. I used that key that you tuned for me after that interview.” Trixy smiled. ”Y-you didn’t forget right? Hey you’re not still mad about me shooting vines at you, are you? I just couldn’t think of another way to stop you. But that was a good shot right? Don’t you feel safe knowing that the person who made that shot is now pointing their gun at your enemies?”

{IF STATEMENT:SU_SAM_HELGA_TELE_SUCCESS=TRUE} Trixy turned to Samantha as soon as she appeared. "Hey babe!” She waved.
@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

Took me long enough to respond. kek.
When your weekend is Sunday/Monday, and you're busy Sunday.

Oh well, my story about progressive "movie" stars probably wouldn't have been appreciated by most. But onto the people who actually set aside time to join this thing!

Writing short like this isn't my specialty, so yea, be ready for that.

Stars: I liked it. The cadence came through for me.

Hood of Shadow: It was interesting, even if it eludes my understanding.

Interstellar: A solid poem. "Repertoire" is not what I would pair with star, but the rest flowed beautifully.

The Stars: Interesting concept. It didn't have a lot of colorful language, but the point came across.

Written in the Stars: Good story. It felt a bit condensed at the end. I'd love to read a longer version of it.

I think I'll vote for Interstellar.
Docs and Pads have been scrubbed. I will not be starting the next post since I was the one who ended things there. That I leave in your capable hands, infinites.
@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

We're really making up for lost time boyos, woooo!

I'm going to say a bit more and we can probably post this bit, unless someone wants a cliffhanger on this one.

@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

I'm happy we're keeping the pace up. What else can I do but add once more?

“The real horror poop.”

— Su Fang


Su woke up early again.

Typically she like to be up around six o’clock so that she could get to work on breakfast, but Su was a light sleeper. The new staff or the noises of some of the more monstrous guests usually had her up earlier than that. With red, bleary eyes, Su could see “3:49” on her clock’s liquid crystal display. Nothing was ringing, and she couldn’t hear anything unusual. If something had woken her up, it wasn’t here anymore.

The one good thing about waking up this early is that Su could see Helga sleep. Moving their rooms together was one of her better plans, and she was reminded of this every night and morning. Seeing Helga’s peaceful face and feeling her warmpth in her bed reminded Su that all was right with the world. As much as Su would have liked to snuggle in bed and get some sleep, a pressure in her bowels informed her that was not wise to do at this time. She slipped out of the covers and walked to the bathroom.

Upon entering the bathroom a fowl odor hit Su’s nose. She had never smelled anything quite like it, but “putrid” seemed like an apt descriptor for the word. Su nearly gagged and collapsed on the sill of the doorway. She put a vacuum bubble in the bathroom to try and trap the smell, but it didn’t quite work. Whatever was making the smell had been there for a long time, and had started to permeate the bed room. She stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. The vacuum bubble was now over the shut door. She could at least contain any smells, and sounds, to the bathroom.

Visibility was low. Aside from the button on Su’s electric toothbrush, there was no light to see by. Su could make out her own silhouette in a mirror across from her. Her hand instinctively reached out for the light switch. She hesitated in flipping it on. Had a monster girl decided to take a nap in here? Had something died in here? Her waking mind wasn’t sure if she wanted to see what it was. But she had come too far to turn back now. She certainly couldn’t go to sleep without seeing what it was. Su flipped the light on.

What greeted Su was not a corpse, nor a monster girl, but a large, pulsating black mass. It looked like a charred log, with black veins coursing through it. Su had seen something similar to this before. This had to be one of Samantha’s cooking experiments. Only she could make something that smelled this bad. But Samantha was never in her bed room, was she? And even if she would, there was no way she would have forgotten to flush the toilet before leaving. A skilled assassin like her would not forget such an important detail.

Then it struck Su.

Her mind became fully awake.

Helga used the bathroom before coming to bed.

Su flushed the toilet and used her wind magic to force the rest of the “air” out of the bathroom’s vent. It was nice to be intimate with Helga, but this was a bit too intimate.

“Huh?” Su looked up from her phone. She had just recieved a message from “Ronin,” but she wasn’t sure what she was suppose to do. Su hadn’t met Mariette in months, and she certainly didn’t have a way to access her international home.

But she knew someone who might.

“Hold that thought Helga. We might be fighting Justine soon.” Su sprinted towards Samantha’s room. If Ronin knew about Justine’s ploy, then surely Veronica’s girls would be lying in wait. “Samantha!” Su ran towards her room. “You need to take me with you!”


”Dayum Dames!”

— Nuncio

Nuncio had anticipated Penny’s first speech as queen to be a little rough around the edges, but whoa boy.

Everyone rallied under Cindy Ford to escape Beacon’s tyranny. Now Penny was siding with a fake Cindy that was technically a beacon member. Worse still was that Penny didn’t seem to understand what she was and weakly urged everyone else to do the same. Nuncio was no monster girl, but he understood why they were so pissed.

Fortunately, Sammy wasn’t here to stop him from approaching members of the fairer sex. She was off scavenging with a few other girls. Fabio was with her, so it wasn’t like he wouldn’t know the second something happened in her general vicinity.

”Penny! The hell are ya sayin’?” Nuncio ran towards the Queen of Penrose. ”I don’t think ya people are done hearin’ from ya yet.” Nuncio’s eyes were wide open when he spoke. ”I’m not a monster or nothin’, but I’m not sure teaming up with beacon is a good idea. Ya know what the ascendancy is like. Janet might be your friend, but ya gotta understand what this looks like. Cindy’s Beacon now, so is you, and ya gunna team up.” With a sigh, Nuncio spoke in a quieter tone. ”I’m sure everyone wants ta know if ya are the queen of penrose, or the start of a beacon coup.”

Nuncio had little love for the Mint, but the Ascendancy terrified him.


I’ve come to talk with you again.

— Trixy

Weapons? Check. Outfit? Check. Eh, screw it, magical transformations made all of that stuff moot anyway.

Trixy was all geared up and ready to enter Mariette’s pocket dimension. She stood in her room, giving the posters on her wall one final look before going on her mission.

She’d have her chance to pay Justine back for abducting Betty. Though her mind was less focused on revenge and ensuring that no one else got mind whammied like that. She ran scenarios in her head and decided how to best deal with each one.

Justine had been defeated by some relatively green magical girls last time. But that was an assault on her castle. She had proven to be a capable mastermind, and most of her schemes went without a hitch. But this was the first time she was pitting herself against the cradle directly.

Beacon, Mint, and Justine would be teaming up for the raid. It sounded like excessive force, but Trixy was optimistic about the outcome. Samantha would be there, so would Eliza and Ronin. She need to mend things with Mariette, but that shouldn’t take long.

Maybe if she kissed her hand and made it feel better?

Trixy activated the “key” she had been given and teleported out of Penrose. The mission would start soon.
@FamishedPants@Mateotis@Majoras End

A week or so of internet loss later and we're about 1/3rd the way done with the case, maybe further. HANG IN THERE EVERYONE!

Also I added.

Do you think a PbP with certain dice rolls incorporated would work? Like for combat, certain actions that may need a skill check, rolls pertaining to items, etc? I would much rather have a relaxed system and focus on story, but you and I both know that people can get over enthusiastic at times lol.

For combat, just think of like a JRPG video game. Everyone is playing for the story, but the turn-based combat is what keeps it from getting stagnant.

I've been hosting play-by-post roleplays for a decade or so and few if any had any sort of dice rolling mechanics. Unless you're slaying mooks, free form combat is more about your character's theme and how powers work against each other conceptually. Think Jojo's bizarre adventure where everyone has very specific powers that are loosely governed by a few rules. What's stronger, the ability to control gravity or the ability to control time? The answer lies somewhere in the player's creativity, how the CS is worded, and how the GM decides to roll with it. Having a heavily structured TT system gets in the way of that and makes things more about the game and less about the story.

In the end, any system you use should work for your players. That's really what it comes down to. Lady Absinthia has had luck using her own TT systems and she is not the only one. But her players are not my players, and most of my players would turn their nose up if their fights were suddenly decided entirely by dice rolls.

Find something that works for you. If you present it well, it might work for a few other people.

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