Captain Paper

To the Stars, From Death.

Good.
Let's get cracking~

To the Stars, From Death.

Mmhm, makes sense.

I suppose we should get on with the CSes then~

To the Stars, From Death.

Alright, sounds great! I wonder what you mean by more organic though? :)
Reminds me of hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, except the characters are dead.

To the Stars, From Death.

Hello, G (I'm calling you G now, I hope you don't mind)

I suppose basic is alright, since there is room for a lot of character development here. I generally use pictures - I usually do anime (well, I prefer the more "realistic" ones) but real life is good too. We could pick out a sheet from somewhere and fill it out.

How's the setting for this RP then?

Chaos Symphony

Thanks for your interest~ ^^

I'll get some more info up soon, including locations and some back story.

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

"I ate at the Red Nakumo. It was free because I assisted in exorcising the restaurant 3 years, 2 months, and 5 days ago. I had a spicy noddle dish."

Aera almost smiled at the mention of the word free, but upon hearing the word exorcism, the smile died on her lips and turned into a quizzical frown. Then the girl made some non-sequitur response about ice-cream. Aera wondered what the girl was exorcising, to respond in such a strange manner.

Before she could thank the girl and walk away, some man went to them as well, eager to join the conversation. He quickly introduced himself, which prompted the exorcist girl to share her name; Aera realized she was the only one of the three who remained anonymous.

Shio's Kujaku caught Aera's eye; she grinned when it seemed jealous of the Kohitsuji.

"I imagined exorcists would have started with one of those ghost types. At any rate, thank you for the tip, Shio. I've heard some great things about the Enyo family - Echo gym is in good hands. Never thought I'd meet one myself."

Aera sized Caelyn up with a quick glance. He was friendlier than one would expect from a man who looked like him. Neither Shio now Caelyn gave her reason to withold her identity; they seemed like trainers not so different from herself.

"Oh yes, seems I forgot my manners. You can call me Aera." She gave a polite nod at Shio and Caelyn. "Pleased to meet you both."

Project: [F5]

Thanks for your interest~

If this doesn't pick up in a few days, I'd probably start it off as a 1x1 then see where it goes.

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

Aera looked up as another trainer made her way to the lobby. She had been chatting with the innkeeper, asking for directions to a cheap but reasonably good restaurant, ahd none of the innkeeper's suggestions sounded appealing to her. While the older folks probably knew the town well, she felt that disturbing them would be most disrespectful. The trainer looked relatively well-travelled herself. Perhaps asking a fellow trainer wouldn't be such a bad idea, after all. Aera walked over to the trainer.

"Good evening." She waited for a moment, trying to read the atmnosphere. The trainer seemed slightly stand-offish, despite her bright eyes. Aera and her natrelmon kept their distance. "I couldn't help but notice that you were a trainer. See, I was hoping to find someplace to eat that wouldn't be too heavy on the wallet. Do you know a place? You look like you've been around."

She glanced at the trainer's natrelmon. The kohitsuji's hard shine seemed to reflect his trainer's personality.

Chaos Symphony

A Strange Letter

Dear Sir / Madam,

Most people are unaware of their value in the grand scheme of things. You might be one of them. For instance, have you ever thought that your life would amount to absolutely nothing and that you would die in obscurity, buried by the sands of time, never to be remembered? It is a fear most humans have; sorry snowflake - you are not special for wanting to be a hotshot.

See, the fact is, your fears are unfounded. Someone, or rather, something, does remember, and will always remember you. It has many names... but I like to call it the Muse. And you, my child, are an part of its symphony. Isn't that wonderful? Some people think it's a little frightening, but they're all feeble-minded fools.

But see, the thing is, most people are deaf to the Song. Why, I'm a little tone-deaf myself! Haha! Get it - tone - bah, you youngins have no sense of humor. Yet your generation seems to have an uncanny amount of individuals who can actually "hear" the Song, and even those who can "play" it! Now don't be silly, it's not always some tune you can hum... though some people do sense Songs that way. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, I think you're one of them. And I'm almost always right. I'm sorry, but that is the truth. Furthermore, once you're in this Orchestra, there's no escaping it. You can close your eyes, you can cover your ears, you can hide away, but you're still a part of it. I'll tell you now, the Muse doesn't like an idle Orchestra - the show must go on! You do not want to find out the consequences that await those who choose to abstain.

Of course, we'd like this show to be a good one, don't we? Yes, we all deserve a happy ending. Even you. But it takes work to get there. It's high time we got started! Thing is, we're not the only ones who can make the show. There are other forces out there that have their own agendas... darker ones. Have you ever stopped to think about why bad things happen on such a large scale? World Wars and all that? Well, now you know. Some people like to ruin a good tune.

For all I know, they might have gotten to you already. But so have I. Listen, I'm not going to force you into anything, but know that the weight of your decision is far heavier than you can imagine. Make the right decision. You know where to find me - the old music shop always needs more customers anyway.

I'll be waiting.

Kindest regards,

Dr. Chopin Schulte

Setting:
About 20-30 years in the future. Imagine today, but more technologically advanced (iPhone version 56 or whatever). Of course, there are always people who love old-timey technology too.

General Summary:
For centuries, there have always been people who changed the course of history forever. These are the people who make it into history books. They are called Instruments. For centuries, too, there have always been people who could sense the onset of these changes. They are called Maestro.

Maestro and Instruments can work together to change the fate of the world, whether it be for good or for evil.

Not all Instruments know that they are Instruments, but a Maestro knows his or her own ability and can always detect Instruments. Whether or not he chooses to reveal this knowledge to the Instrument is his choice. Maestro can sense the points where a universe divides from its parallel, but only an Instrument has the power to choose which universe to actualize. The sensations can take the form of any of the five senses, and usually has some sentimental or symbolic value to the Maestro. Every time a Maestro "listens" to the Song, there is a greater chance for the sensations to become negative. Some Maestros have turned insane as a result.

Characters:
Most people would probably be Maestros, though playing as an Instrument is also possible. I suppose I'll put up a dummy CS soon.

Supernatural stuff:
Probably some low-level superhuman abilities, mostly in the psychic skill set or reality bending during the endgame. This is going to be rare though. This RP's going to be more psychological than supernatural.

Post length:
A paragraph or two should do, but if you feel like writing more, then go ahead - but don't go overboard. Keep it short and sweet; one paragraph of awesome is worth ten of needless detail. :3

Just an interest check; this is just an idea I've been incubating. Questions and comments are welcome, since this is a WIP.
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The Midnight Train to Nowhere

I see. Well, that is unfortunate. Nice RP though! :)