BrokenPromise

Lock and Key

The chest belongs to NASA now.

Everybody shut up

Just remember, the wachowski brothers made a speed racer movie. Do with that information what you will.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Pretty much just waiting for everyone else to get caught up. I did some writing for a collab, but it's still too early to post it.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Man, Monika is everywhere. I should probably play DDLC but I don't like jump scares, and I have a pretty big backlog of games anyway.

But yea, I don't like to blame GM's for their RPs failing, especially since GMing a RP can be rough sometimes. But a lot of them are way too fickle. On another forum, we nicknamed GMs like that "Johny RP Seed" for their tendency to start things up and walk away from them.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

@Poi

I Need Some Directions!

if you're okay with having to look closely at people's character sheets, but want a system that is easier for players to comprehend, You could try making some simple rules for circles of magic and then have players choose the ones that interest them the most.

One example of this would be having something akin to avatar, where everyone is a single element. Though you would be required to detail this a bit so that you could make the appropriate calls when the situations arise. Is lava more of an earth power, fire power, or both? Can water benders manipulate things that aren't 100% water but mostly water, like all organic life? What prevents an air bender from forcing air so hard into someone's lungs they over inflate and explode?

Maybe you want to give people the ability to make more unique forms of magic, but still have an underlying theme for the RP. You could have very basic schools of magic that the player's magic would have to abide by. As an example, maybe the "destruction" school lets people create powerful forces to crush their opponents with, but not actually make anything. This would let a mage fling fireballs, bolts of lightning, and even ice spikes. However, they wouldn't be able to do anything defensive with their magic like make barriers, or fortify weapons or armor. You'd need to come from an "enchanting" school if you wanted to enchant things, or a "manipulation" school if you wanted to change the elements in your environment into barriers and the like. If you had enough schools, it might even be possible to let players pick two or three schools for even more diversity.

As for governing combat, it really depends on what you want out of it. If you want to write exciting fights, I say do free form. But if you want it to be more like a game where the excitement comes from playing against another player or entity, you'll have to look at tabletop mechanics or figure out your own rules.

I'm just saying, Its called the roleplayer GUILD

I could add people to my friends list or invite them to a discord channel if I wanted to have my own "guild." If I want to give a player a little more power than everyone else, I can make them co-GM. If I wanted to make my "guild" publicly visible to everyone, I could just have a call out to everyone on my friends list on my bio page. Easy.

But I don't like popularity contests.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Map of the resort 3rd floor.



As for the hospital, so far I've got:

-Quarantine room

-influenza lab (Might just become a regular virus lab)

I'm willing to take more suggestions. don't have any ideas at the moment.

Advice for a nervous GM-hopeful

Only thing I have to add to this topic is to realize that you are going to have to improvise from time to time. Being a good GM isn't all about carefully planning your RP in such a way that it can't screw up. It's about having a plan, and being able to keep your cool when things go in an unexpected direction. All Gm's plan (some better than others) but the best can improvise when the situation calls for it. The players will do things you don't expect. That's your cue to evaluate to situation and find an interesting way to get things back on track.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Cyrus entered the dining hall with Braden in tow. He hadn’t had the opportunity to talk with the infinite ventriloquist before, but Cyrus could now only describe him as… odd. He could understand someone having a love for his craft, but did he have to use those puppets all the time? Also, why was the male puppet fixated on calling him his wife? Cyrus didn’t dislike the guy, but he doubted he could maintain conversation with this infinite for long without going mad. As Braden took a seat, Cyrus excused himself to get food for them both, making his way towards the nearby kitchen.

But Cyrus would encounter someone on the way to their destination. Bliss was briskly walking after the poet when Cyrus entered the room just after Daimyon left. She stopped in her tracks. “O-oh, Hello Cyrus. I don't think you've eaten yet have you?” She looked at his stomach, as if to examine how full it was. “There's still plenty of food out back, just sit down and I'll be right back!” She pulled out a chair to an empty table and walked off. It was not hard to imagine she would return swiftly with something to eat.

Cyrus smiled and nodded curtly. ”Good morning, Bliss.” He responded. He could smell the food coming from the back, and it immediately significantly improved his mood. The encounter with Parker had put quite a dent in it. ”I haven’t, indeed.” Cyrus was going to say that it was fine, that he’d get the food. He couldn’t let her do all the work, now could he? However, the nanny moved around a little too quickly for Cyrus to get his response in. He resigned himself to getting served, and quietly sat down at the table.

It didn't take bliss long to return with a plate of hot food. The eggs were still steaming, and the smell of bacon was inviting to almost anyone. The pancakes were also all very uniform in size, and could have come right out of a TV commercial. It was probably a little too much food for the politician. “I ate earlier, I hope you don't mind if I sit here.” Bliss pulled out a seat for herself and sat across from Cyrus. She didn't attempt to start a conversation. The nanny propped her head up on her arm and tapped the table with her fingers.

”Go right ahead.” Cyrus answered politely. The food looked absolutely wonderful. It reminded him a lot of the food his mother used to make, when he still lived at home. However, Cyrus could not help but feel there was an ulterior motive at work here. He took a few cautious bites from the bacon and pancakes, leaving the eggs to cool a little. Finally, he decided to initiate some conversation. ”How are you feeling? Yesterday must’ve been hard on you.” He asked with concern. He did remember that Bliss had cared for the ‘innocent and vulnerable’ Shaun. He wondered if she just wanted someone to talk to right now.

She turned to look at Cyrus. “W-well, yesterday was hard on everyone.” Bliss sat up straight and fret her brow. “But it it could have been a little bit easier if it wasn't for you!” Bliss didn't give Cyrus time to respond. He barely had time to change his facial expression. “We talked about your temper, and you did it again!” Cyrus could feel the scorn radiating off of the elegantly dressed woman. “How Jezebel treated Krista wasn't nice, but that's no excuse for you to act like a big jerk!”

Cyrus almost choked on his pancakes as Bliss started her lecture. ”Well, we’re not talking about something that just… changed overnight, you know?” Cyrus was somewhat sorry for Jezebel, though her behaviour was definitely reprehensible as well. He shifted on his chair uncomfortably, not exactly sure what to say. ”I mean, do I deeply regret my actions… you know...” He muttered. Today definitely was not his day.

Bliss folded her arms and looked away from Cyrus. “We don't have Mondatta anymore.” Bliss's eyes drifted away from the politician. “I wanted to yell at her too, but we can't work together if we let our emotions get the best of us.” Bliss closed her eyes. “Even Krista wasn't as polite as she could have been. We were all arguing with our emotions at that point.” She sighed before cracking her eyes open and looking at Cyrus. “You're the infinite politician. People look up to you. If you're going to take your position seriously you have to work on your temper.”

Cyrus knew that Bliss was correct, he never disputed that. ”I have been using the zen garden lately. I think it works… just not instantly.” He pointed out. ”I swear, I am working on it. But you can’t expect this to just up and vanish in less than a week’s time, can you?” He sighed. ”This… it’s new to me too, you know? At least at this severity...” It was no excuse, but it was the truth. Cyrus could only explain it as the stress of the killing game piling up on what already existed beforehand. ”I just need time...”

Bliss listened to everything Cyrus said before resting her hands on the edge of the table. “Well, I'm not sure it's a good idea to be by yourself in this place.” She was leaning forward in her chair. “Would you mind if I started going with you? I think it's something I could benefit from as well.”

Cyrus looked up at her. ”That sounds like a lovely idea.” The politician said. ”But are you sure? I reckon you have more things you want to do than just stick around me.” He wondered out loud. He could definitely see the upside. It was safer for them both to have someone accompanying them. And as they were discussing this a public space, it’d be unlikely they would turn on each other later. That was the benefit she was talking about, right?

Bliss shook her head “No, I've wanted to use the zen garden a few times myself, but I can't focus when I'm by myself. I won't be there all the time, but let me know when you're going and I'd like to come with you.” She stood up. “I didn't really want to yell at you after getting your breakfast out.” the nanny placed a hand on the side of her face. “I hope it still tastes good.”

Cyrus smiled. ”Can’t let something like that sour the mood. I’m not holding it against you, I completely understand where you’re coming from. And it still tasted delicious.” He answered. But he couldn’t help wonder. ”What do you need the zen garden for? Are you sure you’re feeling well?”

The nanny rubbed her shoulder. “I just, don't think it's safe for people to be alone with their thoughts is all.” Bliss took a few steps away from the table. “Speaking of, I haven't seen Caora or Mary. I'm going to go check up on them.” The nanny walked away from the table. “Come find me later when you plan on going, alright?”

Cyrus nodded approvingly, then continued eating his breakfast until the last bite.