BrokenPromise

Can You Call Yourself an Advanced Writer if You Only Write Female Characters? -Closed-

If you post a topic, be it to ask a simple question or get advice, the community is going to try and turn it into a discussion.

Even with most everyone here thinking advanced is an arbitrary thing, there's one camp that thinks writing everything makes you a better writer, and another that thinks it's better to write what you enjoy/can do well. This could be discussed further.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Ending the Carnage

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

I was tempted to write a conversation between Kara and Alter Ego, but after thinking about it that both felt redundant and like sequel bait. So I’m going to call the RP done.

And there you have it. It took 4 years and a month, but we completed RPG’s first Danganronpa RP. This is the first time I’ve taken on a project that lasted longer than two years.

Being that I like to ramble like an old man, I’d like to talk about part of my creative process with Tower of Carnage. In particular, the theme and setting.

The setting was easy to decide. I hadn’t played DRV3 when it came out, but after playing SDR2, I knew I wanted everything to be a role playing game. This also ties into the theme for Tower of Carnage, which is conquest and carnage. On their own they are just words that people use to convey a lot of different things. Not too different from hope and despair really. The conquest and carnage I’m talking about comes from when you dedicate yourself to a difficult task. Some see it when they want to learn a new skill, others when they want to go up the ranks at their job, and you may encounter it when you post in an ongoing RP. Conquest is completing your goal, and carnage is the sacrifices needed to get there.

In retrospect, I probably could have called them determination and sacrifice.

Danganronpa frequently calls hope and despair two sides of the same coin, and you can’t have conquest without carnage either. Anything worth attaining comes with sacrifices. The good times don’t stay good forever, and the bad times pass too if you stick with it.

I think the high point for ToC was around the 2-3 year mark when activity was at its peak. Most of the old players came back and at a point we had more people than we started with. Then after the third case, life reared its ugly head and people scattered. The time to call it quits was then, and it was something I was seriously considering. But I said I’d finish the RP if I even had one other person to write with, and I don’t go back on my word easy. I was blessed with three.

@Majoras End @Mateotis @FamishedPants

And now with the RP completed, I’m forced to ask myself if it was worth it. Was it worth writing for that extra year or so with a fraction of the player base at a post rate that’s a bit slow?

Gunna be honest with you, I enjoyed every post.

It’s been really fun. I have too many favorite moments to name just one, but I really enjoyed everyone’s reactions during the final trial. That includes the DMs from players who left but still keep up with the RP. I know two lovers that exchanged gifts, and one of them was themed after this RP. I know a different group who were able to bond in our discord when it was still running. And I’ve conversed with a lot of great people and have memories that I doubt I’ll soon forget. It’s these types of encounters with people, however brief, that keep me invested in the hobby.

I think I’ll keep the RP open for another week in case anyone wants to drop a message or something. But I’m signing off. PMs and DMs are always open.

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Life has been pretty crazy. A lot of big, positive changes are going to happen to me over the coming months. They’re also taking up a lot of my time however. So I don’t have the flashy header image I was going to prepare for the occasion.

I would like to announce an upcoming RP I’m going to be starting. Symphony of Espers (SoE) Is going to be a superhero/paranormal type gig. I haven’t nailed down all the specifics, but it’s going to have the player characters assume the roles of gifted people called espers who fight monsters and sometimes each other. While it’s clearly more combat orientated than ToC, it will have all the hallmarks of a good RP: Cunning antagonists, political intrigue, shenanigans, and soul crushing despair.

Also gunna tag @ERode for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON WHATSOEVER but he probably has a thing or two to do with the project.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

H A P P I N E S S, S E R E N I T Y, H A R M O N Y

Su did not care how ridiculous she looked with her head bandaged up so tightly. Nor did she care that her body was on display in a revealing swimsuit. The heat didn’t phase her, nor did her life threatening injuries. While Helga had to guide her, Su was able to walk unassisted to her location. It wasn’t hard to pick out the voice of the one she wanted to see.

“Mariette?” Su approached the portal witch. “You said you wanted to talk to me after the battle. I’m here now.” After examining her for a moment, it became obvious that something was wrong with Mariette. Her face looked pained, which was nothing Su had ever witnessed before. “Is something the matter?”

Mariette held fast as Hilaria told her Eli had been taken away. She thought back to what little she’d seen. The enemies present at the time… had only been the little samurai and the pink girl (MDP) over there. Except MDP was here now, so she couldn’t have been the one. There was only… Except, the samurai had been one of her allies on the other side? She was part of Crimson Cradle, and had even been given a key…

Then something spoke into her mind. Not that she knew, because all she heard was some vague words that happened to include “Eli”, “safe” and “Djinn Sisters”. Mariette spun around, visible eye wide, trying to find who had spoken, but only found Su, who had approached her. Indeed, Mariette looked a bit pained and quite frightened, hands on her chest. Su spoke to her, but…

‘I-I… I just… wanted to catch up… but Eli… someone took Eli, but…’ Mariette pants, looking past the bandaged Su for whoever could have spoken. After all, few here would know the connection between the Djinn Sisters and Mariette. They’d specifically avoided the connection for the sake of protecting them from the rest of Asengav’s champions. The ones that would know would be… those present in the restaurant that day. Su, Alexander, Lily… okay, then potentially anyone could know if they spoke… but if the samurai somehow knew the Djinn Sisters were their friends, then…

Mariette spun back to Hilaria. ‘Who was it that took her? How did they look?’ she asked, serious.

Helga was surprised by Mariette’s claim, and winced. “Oh, that’s bad. I didn’t even notice that she was gone by the time we ran out of there.” She turned to Su with a worried look on her face. “You have any idea what happened there, Su?”

“The last thing I remember was diving off the roof to stop Beacon’s advance. I didn’t see anything from the side of the mansion, or when you carried me away.” She looked to Hilaria.

"Hilaria saw her clearly~!" She exclaimed. "She was very small and cute with her little katana~!" she looked towards the frantic portal witch with a smile and pointed. "Hilaria thinks you should know the one~ Lillers went for the Hail Mariette straight towards her but she ignored it and went for Eli~"

“Hail Mariette? That’s a good one,” Helga commented with a giggle, and afterwards sheepishly smiled. “I think Hilaria’s referring to the little samurai girl. I wonder what her deal was?”

It was the small samurai. The one they call Ronin. That meant a member of Crimson Cradle had picked Eli up. Perhaps it had been a spur-of-the-moment thing seeing how Eli had been left behind and Overcity Shift? If so, Mariette needed to exit this dimension immediately… and just as she raised a hand to open a portal, she remembered that she couldn’t. Still, if she thought about it some more, why would Lily throw her at Ronin, then? If she knew Ronin was on their side, just saying it would have sufficed. She needed to talk to Lily…

‘… Thank you, Hilaria. For everything, today. If you ever need help with something, I owe it to you to help you,’ Mariette said, having calmed down… just a little. Hilaria nodded in response. More things were pointing to Eli being safe, now. She turned to Su and Helga.

‘The same goes for the two of you. Thank you, so much,’ she said, her intense distrust of Helga having lessened considerably now. She needed to go to the Djinn Sisters… but for some reason, she was afraid of going alone. Like, if it somehow had been a mental trap? But, she couldn’t take any of the Champions of Asengav to meet the Djinn Sisters, so… ‘… Would you two consider helping with one more thing for me? Back in Penrose. I… can’t talk about it here…’ she said, averting her gaze somewhat, highly aware of her information-girl-in-generic-appearance peering holes in her from only a slight distance. ‘Somewhere private, later?’

“That would be fine.” Su let out an exhausted sigh before looking at her phone. It still had Deni’s text message on it. “I need to get out of here myself.” She folded the phone shut. “We can meet up again at the Golden Trove. Just give me a moment to prepare a room for us.”

“Yeah, that won’t be a problem at all.” Helga also answered with a smile.

Hilaria frowned, seemingly dejected by all the talk of departure. She really wanted to eat a delicious meal with everyone but it looked as though she was going to be disappointed..

‘That’s fine. I have a few more things to take care of here. I’ll be there when I can,’ Mariette said, not mentioning that she actually literally couldn’t leave right now.

“That is acceptable. I should really get back to the hotel though.” Before departing, Su turned to Helga. “Helga, I understand you were one of Mika’s friends. I suppose a lot of people were, actually..” The hotel manager smiled. “I didn’t know how to react to her having switched patrons so suddenly, but I am glad she had you as a comrade. I don’t know if she will return to Penrose any time soon, but I hope you’ll look after her if she ever returns to Penrose.”

Helga took Su’s hand, and slightly rubbed her thumb on the back of her hand. “Of course, Su. When she’s ready to come home, there’s going to be lots of ice cream waiting for her.”

"Mika~? Hilaria has some unfinished business with her~!" Reaching into the depths of her bosom, Hilaria produced a bottle of sunscreen. "Hilaria will make sure she won't succumb to the sun's harmful rays when next she meets Mika~ You make sure to let Hilaria know when she comes back~!"

Su raised an eyebrow, but after some thought, she giggled. Her fingers coiled around Helga’s hand. “That sounds wonderful. I’ll be sure to send her over when she returns.”

Can You Call Yourself an Advanced Writer if You Only Write Female Characters? -Closed-

Writing from a bunch of different perspectives is great, and absolutely something everyone should do when they start out. It's a great way to find out what you truly enjoy playing, what works for you, what makes you stick with an RP the longest. I'll play both sexes, but there are certain types of characters I won't touch because I don't like writing exclusively from their point of view. Wouldn't you rather RP with someone who's writing a character they can play for years and years VS something they won't be as interested in a few weeks down the line?

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

E R A S V R E

”It has been done, Samantha.”

Veronica and Silhouette drifted through darkness. There was no light to see by, no world to enforce gravity on the two. Time itself may have even stood still in this place. If there was something that did fill this void, it was air. It was a bit cooler than Mariette’s dimension, but Veronica didn’t seem to mind.

Unlike most, these two cradle agents had the ability to see through darkness. Samantha could see all manner of things floating around them. Weapons, artifacts, military gear, housing, an assortment of items both practical and not. The walls, ceiling, and floor had too much stuff floating in the way to be visible. Perhaps there were none.

”You may release Justine now. She will not harm anyone else ever again.”

Samantha didn’t want to hold onto the corpse any longer than she had to, so she didn’t hesitate to release it. The body seemed to float just as they did. Sam then gazed around at the multitude of objects, a bit envious at the convenience something like this place must have provided. “Do you intend to keep her here?” Sam asked. Didn’t seem like a place they’d have to worry about being compromised, at any rate.

”Of course. You know where this is, right?” Veronica looked around herself. ”This is what the inside of the cradle looks like. It could be likened to a hammerspace. Everything that goes inside it is locked into stasis until I will it to my hand or a nearby shadow.” She smiled. ”It is a powerful weapon, but that’s not really what makes it so valuable to me.” She opened her hand, and a cursed spear flew into her hand. ”When you kill a magical girl, the process of reincarnation starts. Maybe a decade or so down the line, they get to be reincarnated. Their weapons, outfit, everything fades from this world. And this process just keeps going forever and ever. You can’t really ever get rid of a magical girl permanently. They are effectively immortal… until I came around.”

Suddenly, the debris moved aside to reveal more magical girls. Hundreds of them, their faces twisted in agony or horror, frozen in stasis.

”If Justine’s dying body remains here, how long do you suppose it will be before she can return?”

It was an unnerving sight to see, but Samantha didn’t look very surprised. Veronica had weapons to loan and it only made sense something like this was what made it possible. She emotionlessly glanced at the twisted features of the girls, then answered. “There’s no mana requirement? If so, I imagine indefinitely,” Something about this piqued Sam’s curiosity. “So you take your weapons from the people you have here? Why are they imperfect?”

”Most hammer spaces can’t even take living things inside of themselves. As a dark power, there were bound to be drawbacks to leaving things here too long.” She spun the spear before letting it float out of her hand. ”Over the course of time, anything left in here will be saturated with dark magic. This is what imparts such unique properties on cradle gear. It’s not quite the same as magical girl corruption, as the effects saturate everything. Weapons and artifacts are not spared its effects.” Veronica sighed. ”Or maybe the girls themselves are reacting to me using their gear. As my eternal prisoners, their last act of defiance is tarnishing their tools. Perhaps it's done in a last ditch effort to rebel against their jailer. I am not Binky, so I don’t truly know. I have tried to keep as many eyes off of the cradle for as long as I could. You are one of the few people who has ever seen it.”

Samantha seemed happy upon Veronica mentioning it was a secret shown to few. She tried not to let it reflect on her face, however, as she felt it weird and immature to get excited over that. She wasn't some kid!

With a motion of her hand, the magical girls were hidden from sight again, ”As sinister as it is, it’s also romantic in a way, isn’t it?”

Veronica's statement prompted Sam to look around again. "Romantic?" she repeated. While she felt like that might not be the case with other people, Sam really was ignorant with these things. She just assumed she was missing something if Veronica thought so. "I wouldn't really know... but it is quiet. And I could see it being a nice retreat, kinda like those dimensional homes some girls have," this was ignoring the suffering in the background. Oh, and the fact that since she hadn't exactly adjusted to the 'low-grav' situation, Sam had to resist the urge to ‘swim’ to keep afloat. But aside from those…

”Yes, yes I think so too.” She pulled Samantha closer. ”So how are you and Trixy doing? Still holding up well?”

Samantha nodded. "I am fine. I wasn't attacked directly, nor did I expend much energy," She sounded a bit disappointed about this though. "As for Trixy, wouldn't it be better to ask her?" she closed her eyes. "I don't recall any serious damage done to her."

Veronica squinted her eyes. ”I mean your relationship.”

"O-oh..." Sam briefly recalled a few moments she had shared with Trixy. "I can't say for certain, but I believe things are going well." As far as Samantha could tell, Trixy seemed to be enjoying herself. And she couldn't say she disliked that. "Why bring this up? Did she say something?" Sam almost seemed worried.

”Well.” Veronica looked away. ”She’s been thinking some things, but it’s probably not worth bringing up.”

"What sort of things?" Sam found herself asking the question before she could think. It was an embarrassingly-impulsive reaction that made her blush a bit. "Oh, uh, that's kinda private, forget I said anything..."

The former cradle mother snorted. ”Sam, I didn’t tell you why I left. It’s true it was to have Binky perform a surgery on me. Viridian simply took my place temporarily. But there was another reason why I decided it was necessary to split myself into two different people.” She looked into Sil’s eyes. ”I didn’t think I could be an effective leader if I got to know you all so intimately. So we traded memories to make sure things didn’t get too personal. One of us would be equipped with the important memories of the agents. Things like your abilities and what you do best. The other would have all the useless ones. Your daily lives, what you ate the other day, the last time you saw Trixy, that sort of thing. What do you think about that?”

Sam kept eye contact with Veronica, but she didn't know what to think. "I don't know what to think." It honestly confused her. "I'm honestly a bit confused. You did all of this and just gave away the Cradle, after all..."

”Under the circumstances, it was the only way I could claim Justine while protecting the rest of you.” She narrowed her eyes. ”Sam, what I was saying was that Viridian was the one who was set up to lead. She had all of your combat data while I held onto the memories of each of you. I was overcome with emotion and acted irrationally in the situation. I’m not sure what I am to you, but you are more than an agent to me. All of you are. Your deaths might only last a decade or so, but the Cradle was worth it. Even if it wasn’t necessary, and even if it was futile, my ambitions were not worth more than your lives.” Veronica lowered her head. ”I failed you all, and I am sorry.”

Sam rested a hand on Veronica's shoulder. "We're not the Mint, so the expectation is NOT to treat us as expendable," she stated. "I was sure that's part of the reason you started the Cradle in the first place. Why we have a damned Glimmr page you made me keep tabs on." Sam was somewhat irritated at Veronica from the tone of her voice. "Not even I want..." Sam's eyes widened when she realized what she was about to say. "...I don't want any of us to die," She didn't even have a particularly good relationship with the other Cradle agents, either. "...It's nothing to apologize for. And, uh... well, I can't say I think of you as just an employer... but, like I've said, these I'm terrible with things..."

”It’s less that anyone was expendable and that Viridian wouldn’t have been as impulsive as me. Or at least she shouldn’t have been, but while she has only the memories I gave her, she is still her own person with her own personality. Perhaps she felt I would make the right choice in the end, hence why I was summoned.” Veronica lifted her head and pulled Samatha into a hug. ”Regardless, Maura treats her girls very well. I doubt she will handle the cradle any differently. We also share in our hate for Mint and Beacon, she only chooses to describe these feelings as ‘those who upset the balance.’ I do need to have a conversation with her at some point.” Veronica and Samantha’s faces were inches apart. ”We can talk about that later. Right now while we’re alone, while you can still hear my voice outside of your head, I’d like to tell you something else.” Veronica leaned closer. ”Our future.”

That was when a hole opened in this cold, dark space, and light poured in. The cradle agent and her former employer were drawn towards the hole and shot out of the cradle. Samantha landed on her back and the two slid a few feet through the sand, causing a sand pillow to form behind her head. Veronica was just as close as before but something else had changed beside their surroundings.

They were both wearing swimsuits.

”Howdy y’all!” Viridian waved to them, dressed in a swimsuit herself. ”We all made it out, safe and sound!”

”Waaaaaah~~~<3” Trixy was also in a swimsuit while making… a very strange face. She had her hands pressed together and practically bounding to her position. Veronica was about to get off of Samantha when Trixy’s hand stopped her from rising all the way. ”Were you guys doing something? Don’t let me interrupt!”

”Hm?” Veronica blinked. ”Yes, I was talking to Sam, and I wanted to be really close to make sure she heard and understood me.”

The Cradle's idol went to push Veronica up so she could move out from under her, but accidentally groped her instead so she abandoned the idea. "!" Samantha was embarrassed by this, her face flushed a deep red. "S-sorry." It didn't help that being in a swimsuit was clearly a weakness of sorts for her, and being so close to Veronica in one, particularly in front of Trixy, made retaining composure difficult. "Y-yeah..." she looked away to hide her shame. "...a-as you were saying...?"

”Waaaaaah~~~<3 Sam! You just, took hold of Veronica, and, and…!”

”Sam!” Veronica’s eyes were wide open. ”J-just let me get off of you! There’s no reason to assist!”

Trixy’s eyes rolled into her head, and she fell backwards. This caused the three girls to collapse into a big dog pile.

Viridian turned from the spectacle to address Jenna. ”Don’t worry yourself about Justine, buttercup. She’s as done as toast with an egg sunny side up, ya hear? Biscuits and gravy straight off the stove top is what she is!”

No swimsuit pics because you fuckers are way too horny.

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”Yuck! Extra clothes!”

— Tonya “Mac” Murphy

Tonya “Mac” Murphy

Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity
Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration, Third Eye | Moirai
Coercion, Soul Jar, Martial Training, True Sight, Parasite, Gifted, Awareness, Overcity Shift, Mystic Artifact

Magical Overload, Paragon, Blessing, Gifted Item | Monster Form, Big Brother, Arrogance, Vendetta
Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer

STR: 05 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03
+49
STR: 21 | AGI: 21 | VIT: 21 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 20

Earnings this post: Driving off 2 monster girls, two dark magical girls, and over 10 magical girls (Probably closer to 15, but we'll stick with 10) And stood up to both the Ascendancy and Justine while also assisting with the defeat of some gorelions and Justine herself: 2 Gold 30 Silver 38 Bronze

Permanently powered up Luck: -4 silver

Remaining: 3 Gold, 28 Silver, 38 Bronze
Total: 10 Gold, 160 Silver, 182 Bronze

And that was it.

She fled with the other cradle agents without getting enough time to throw a single punch. It was unfortunate. All that work into capping off Justine and she's done in by some joe blow who was suppose to be on her side. It was whatever though. What mattered was that everyone that she wanted to live, lived, and Beacon got taught a lesson they wouldn't soon forget.

MAN spanking beacon girls was exhilarating. Kinda sucked that Alicia was one, as she was one of the few that seemed to have half a brain, but far be it for Mac to feel sympathy for her enemy. Just ditch Beacon and work for the good of the people. It wasn't like Mint was getting anywhere without Veronica, Beacon would probably be done without Alicia and Penny.

She used a few of her coins to push her luck to the next level. That was probably all she really cared to do. Though she'd be getting out of this hell hole as soon as she was able.

Well, at least there wasn't a null field active here.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

”Worst part is that it never gets better. But if it never gets worse, I’m happy. I’m alive.”

— Nuncio

Nuncio’s stats

Age: 24/12 | Gender: Male/Male | Beast
Anatomy Doll | Regeneration | Nu
Hammerspace Handbag, Mystic artifact, Training, Masculinity, Absolute direction
Retrieval, Subtle, Supplier, Mental Link | Clueless, Alien Mind, Formless

STR: 04 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 04

STR: 05 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 09 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 07

@DarkwolfX37@Shifter_Master@twave@Flamelord

“Magic ain’t easy for any of us ta understand.” He was able to pick up on the girl’s frustration. He didn’t really understand magic beyond what he could do with it, and things that he had seen from time to time. “As for where we are, seems ta be the exit to the sewers from the over city.” He pulled his hat over his eyes. “Without gettin’ too into it, we’re in an alternate reality. Nobody knows what the hell goes on here.” He turned around and walked along the cliff edge. “This place ain’t totally alien ta me though. If we follow this wall, there should be a way out.”

And so they ventured away. Save Melisa

“Why do the updates take so long to download REEEEEE-”

— Oros

Nerdy GM Shit

Age: 60/15 | Gender: Female/Female | Beast, Gravity, Water | Skimpy
Katana | Tentacles, Hammerspace | Aighorost
Gifted, Elemental, Bestial, Void Touched, Innate Awareness, Awareness, Numb, Mystic artifact
Minions, Reasonable, Magical overload, Transport, Gifted Item | Insomnia, Mind bent, Big brother, Clueless, Monstrous form
Thick skinned, Second Specialization | Sentinel, Devourer
Pool Fists VER Δ

STR: 04 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 04 | LCK: 03

STR: 16 | AGI: 12 | VIT: 11 | MAG: 10 | LCK: 07

Not long after she had departed, Oros had returned. When the shadow gate shut behind her, it kicked up magical waste all over her form. But for Oros, these toxic waters were not something to be endured, they were actually restorative.

“Ahhhhh~!” She ran her hand through her hair. Her skin briefly turned into black crystal wherever waste was present, and it was readily absorbed into her body. “I suppose while I wait to recharge, I’ll read the recent patch notes.” Oros reached into her hammerspace and pulled out the Doctrine of Combat Supremacy.

Patch notes V0.015

Hello magical girls!

After considering community feedback and recent events, we’ve decided that it’s time to make some balance changes to Oros.

“Oh no!” Oros shook the page. “That’s right! I was a premium magical girl! People were forking over dough to play me, but with the season nearly over, they’re going to hit me with nerfs and put me in free rotation! How could you do this shit to me! I’m an Oros main!”

One thing that’s been really grieving Beacon/Mint players (especially Jenna/Janet mains) has been Oros’s ability to track Beacon/Mint players regardless of where they hide. We at Riot games believe that this under minds the hidden nature of those organizations, and so we’ve decided that Oros’s “Innate Awareness” will only allow her to detect Mint/Beacon activity rather than the members themselves. This will make her Innate Awareness tracking less reliable. Of course, Oros players can still use their beast spec to sniff out targets they are familiar with.

“…What?” Oros wasn’t really sure what to make of the patch notes. She trusted Riot games, but she wasn’t really sure what counted as “Mint/Beacon activity.” She was entering free rotation, so it was probably a lot more severe than she was anticipating. “Oh wait, the patch notes continue.”

But it’s not all bad news for Oros mains! With her reveal as being a hidden Mika prestige class, experienced Oros players can now use Mika’s signature season 3 features: Her ability to create/control water, and also her upgraded Pool Fists with a special “VER Δ “ weapon skin!

Oros will likely receive more adjustments as the season concludes, but we feel this is a step in the right direction with one of the roster’s more controversial magical girls.

Stay frosty, Patrons!
~Riot Games

Oros lowered the DOCS and examined her right arm then her left. She extended her hand outward, and a small amount of water rushed out of her fingers and spun through the air. Twirling about in ways only a water specialist could manage.

Next, her arms bubbled over with sea foam. With a shake of her arms, her gauntlets had returned. They did have a striking resemblance to Mika’s Pool fists, with the exception that the cores looked a little melted. Oros had run them a little hot once upon a time, and they were on the verge of exploding. While the gloves themselves had been warped by heat and excessive use, the blades were still plenty sharp, and everything about the pool fist’s function was in full working order.

What could Oros do but laugh?

“I forgot I had those old toys. I suppose a death here and there can warp one’s memories a bit.”

Well, the stage had been set, and Oros still needed to get the Mint’s attention. She had just the plan for that.

“Hey, hey!” Oros was preparing to shift again, but this time it was going to be massive. This was evident as the black sphere behind her continued to expand wider and wider. “Do you guys remember season two at the cathedral? PLOT TWIST!”

Melisa, however, had not seen season 2, and was approaching Oros.

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Things were not quiet in sanctuary.

Things were about to be far less so.

When Oros returned to Sanctuary, she did so with as much of that magical waste as she could take along with her. It surged outward in all directions, causing panic and discord where it flowed.

Clearly Oros couldn’t dedicate all of her magic to the porting of questionable magical substances, as she needed to maintain some of her mana to take on a form that could readily absorb some of that mana back into herself after the trip. It would be pretty humiliating if she appeared with her mana reserves depleted, vulnerable and unable to protect herself from the chaotic magic tide she’d summoned.

And she’d need at least some magic to reach into her hammerspace and swap out her outfit for a swimsuit.

“What? You thought just because I wasn’t at the beach dimension I wasn’t gunna get dressed up? DOUBLE PLOT TWIST!”

Oros rode her Dan pool float like a surfboard, but it could only take so much of the magical bong water before it popped and shot off like a rocket. The dolphin rider fell backwards into the stuff, and let the current carry her as far as it would take her.

Dungeons n Dragons

Tabletop Simulator is pretty good. I've never tried playing DnD on it but I have played other tabletop games with it and it really depends on how the program is set up. I would have to assume with DnD's popularity there are probably a lot of HQ games you can download.

20$ sounds steep for what is essentially a sandbox table top simulator, but with all the stuff the community is making, you'll get your money's worth if you play table top often. I'd watch some youtube videos of it if you're still unsure.

Dungeons n Dragons

@Mae I'll agree to that. 4e did make campaign creation with custom monsters nice. Unfortunate that the heroes fighting them didn't enjoy the same level of freedom with their kits.

Dungeons n Dragons

I hated 4th.

@Kenshi

Looooota people dropped 4e like a hot potato. It was really simplified and played like a modern day MMO, without the fun MMO elements.