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3 days ago
Current Is it *normal* to have a bunch of readers on your 1x1?
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5 days ago
Yeah, man. Ghosts are rude.
7 days ago
Is that how you get visitor messages? I thought you got them by being cool. ... oh, shit, I forgot I had any.
10 days ago
Climb into space with Dr. Steve Brule
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15 days ago
If I ever imply France in an RP where, for example, the context for calling something "French Toast" doesn't exist, you can know that's not me.
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I'm a generally chill gomboblin that can be kinda particular. I grew up with plenty of electronics and video games, mostly with games like Final Fantasy, Zelda, and StarCraft. Lots of Nintendo. Dark Cloud is pretty sick. That's a lot of variety, and I do like to play a lot of different games. I like to blend magic and technology in my writing, bringing fantasy into space and sci-fi.

Magic in space is something that I find isn't done very much. Airships and spaceships could make for some cool centerpieces. Skies of Arcadia did a fantastic job of this. Perhaps that's not in space, exactly, but it's pretty close. Some of those ships may as well be space ships.

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Name: Terra Green
Stage Name: Starla Stelaria
Idol Title: Star Metal
Sex: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Terra Green is a woman with green eyes and wavy blond hair. She likes wearing sundresses in her leisure time and the color blue. She has a slender, athletic build.
Height: 5'7"
Nationality: Swedish
Reason For Becoming An Idol?: Well... (See Background)
Personality: An energetic lady, Starla is passionate about her music, but not necessarily about pleasing fans. However, she pours her soul into her music, which may earn her fans, anyway.
Background: Starla and her band grew up in a garage. The untimely death of a close friend and band member caused a younger Terra to fling herself into music, so much so it drove her band apart. Soft metal guitar solos earned her a meager living here and there, until one foggy day, she found herself in quite the situation. A Beast had come to town, and it caught her scent. One chase later and she was cornered. The lost but dedicated soul was granted a way out. As she rummaged through nearby trash, desperate, she found a Vocal Gem. She's never questioned where it came from, only grateful to have a way to continue playing music.

One sudden Audition/Debut later, and she was an Idol.

Idol Appearance: Blonde hair is pulled back into a pony tail, the odd bang loose. There are color-coordinated highlights in her hair, going with the rest of her outfit. She has one gold color contact that goes in her right eye, but other than that, she doesn't really go out of her way to be flashy.
Idol Theme: Metal and rock
Image Song: Balzac - Into the Light of the 13 Dark Night
Idol Appeal Strength:
Vocals: 25
Dance: 0
Visual: 70
Charisma: 5

Instruments: Electric guitar
Skills: Cooking, gardening, boxing, animal handling
Abilities: Her guitar playing creates and moves a Mecha suit, that changes depending on what she's playing. Her singing gives the creation energy abilities, like flight and laser blasts.
Vocal Gem: Star shaped, on her right hand.

Likes: Music, Metal, meat, chill, parties, Mecha
Dislikes: Peas, Pop music, vegans, pollution (littering, etc)
Laterality: Righty
I left the auto correct typo in my edit because it gave me a chuckle. Thought I'd share.
I am aliiiiive
@Silver Fox
Trinity Stratos

Trinity glanced at the stack of plates Karn had made. That was more or less normal for Karn. She had to wonder how their guest was adjusting to all this, however. The unusual appetite, the magic.

"You'll have to show me what you learned about that ship. My dad's a ship architect and he taught me a little bit, but I haven't had a chance to study in a long time.”

When hungry, Trinity tended to make food disappear. Her plate was already empty, though she seemed satisfied with her meal. "Hmm, you're right. It wouldn't do to appear unbathed. Karn, come here so I can talk to you." Trinity got up and put her forehead to Karn's. She hadn't actually seen him in a little bit. It worried her some. Could he take control with a little motivation? "Now that I've eaten, I've got a couple of hours of meditation I need to do after that battle. That energy I absorbed isn't going to transform itself, you know. Karn. Bathe, please? I'm going to put on my largest performance yet at the ball tonight. If they'll let me. I would love for you to be there. So, please? Just this once, I know I'm asking a lot."

"Well, if I'm going to have the energy to perform tonight, I'd better go meditate." She gave the Karns a quick hug before scooting off upstairs. "See you there!" With that, the minstrel was off to her room. Trinity cleared a space in the center and sat. With a deep, slow breath, she began to form a magic circle of energy make around her. She had to stop at several points to hem and haw at how the circle went. It took her about five minutes to get it set up. There was the circle on the ground, and three energy make orbs floating above it. The circle would glow and pulse, and the orbs would begin to fill.

~~~~

A few hours was what it took, and one bath later, Trinity was all dressed and ready for a party. She made her way to the hotel lobby, where she might run into Karn.
Yeah, I'm here.
Basically everyone is in Crocus for the magic games right now.
Oh Engrish. I have no idea what Mush Up means.

Ok so. Further than Finnish Swedish Metal beat 'em up lady, I'm feeling a little uninspired. Hmm... I do have another idea, but she's A.) a recycled character, which I'm a little less excited about, and B.) even more all about the instruments. Many instruments. I'll have to have me a sit-down to think about it again, soon.
Once every age, the sun shines just so on the fair pages of the RP forums, the planets align, and I post like I said I would HD the last time this happened.
Welp. Guess I'll adjust that.
Private Durandal

The engineer's ragnaid elicited a happy groan from the lancer. "Ooh... That's good. Mm, ooo." The lancer, after the brief medical attention, carefully rolled herself into her back. "Here, here, help me sit. I can at least point my lancer then. I don't... Think I should get up just yet. And bring her here." Regan motioned at the other wounded with her head. "While you push, I'll see what I can do for her. I'm not a medic, but I might have a truck up my sleeve." Her speech was deliberate and careful. Speaking through pain or fatigue or both, probably.

And the others pushed. Reinforcements came as somewhat familiar faces, and it gave Regan a little piece of mind in their position.
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