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    1. Daemyn Sterk 12 yrs ago

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An hour until I'll be able to get home post. ;-; I would post from my phone, but it makes my head all jumbled. xD Summer school Is evil .-.
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*May or may not have a hufflepuff quidditch hoodie in real life*
High casual probably wasn't the best idea actually, I think it would work better as a free casual sorta thing. If I do it, I'd just like people to try their best, that's all. I'd expect mostly proper grammar and all, but as for writing I'd just want people to try their best. No one-liners, but as long as I see that someone is making a decent effort, that'd be good enough for me.

Thanks for taking interest though, I hope I'm able to set this all up! Sorry if anything seems jumbled, I'm typing from my phone.

Edit: Also, the name is a WIP, I'm gOing to try and think up something a little more original :)
Bump since I posted this at 2 :p
It's currently 2 in the morning and I'm pretty sure that I won't be falling asleep until I share this idea of a roleplay with all of you. This is an original idea that I've brainfarted over the last few months. Not until now have I decided to write everything down and settle on a solid basis. Before I tell you much more, here's the intro that I wrote up for the roleplay.

They say that long ago it was the mystical forces of magick that had led the world to ruin, the subjugating power tearing the old world to shreds as the sovereigns of the land pit their armies against each other to control the raw might of a single being. That being was a scared child, imbued with power foreign to her and forced to watch the bloodbath of conflict all centered around her. In the tales it is told that an unwitting boy happened upon her, teaching her how to trust, care, and love. In the end, that boy would sacrifice himself to save her, expelling the magick inside her and in turn destroying the old world, purging the cruel world of all but few. The girl was alone, left to wander the broken world until fate came for her, too.

Most assume this is only a myth, a child's tale told to warn the consequences of power, but there is no denying that something powerful came along and razed the old world. Whether it really was magick, or some cataclysmic weapon, there is only one thing that really triggered the downfall of the old world. Mankind.

It's not anything huge yet, and I apologize for the crappy writing. Like I mentioned before, it's 2 a.m. and I'm having trouble remembering words. The roleplay would be based around a rebel army fighting the tyranny of a subjugating empire in the new world. Though most don't believe the old stories of magick, recent discoveries have concluded that an old world artifact could hold the secrets of the destruction of the old world. The roleplay would be centered around a group of fresh recruits as they are exposed to war and all of its evils. It would be a pretty dark themed roleplay, exploring the ideas of death, war, magick, and fighting for a side that has its own questionable goals, etc. I plan to make it show that neither side of the war is bad or good, both of them utilizing methods of questionable morals and having goals that aren't exactly righteous. It will be up to the players to decide how their characters react to the realization that they're not exactly good guys like they think they are.

The world has modern technology such as automatic firearms, vehicles, electricity, (That's not super wide spread) and most things like that, though computers, the internet, cellular devices like phones, television, and similar ideas are non existent. The current time is give or take a thousand years after the destruction of the old world, and the equivalency of an industrial revolution is currently occurring, which isn't causing too much good to the world around them.

Pretty much mankind is hurdling towards the same path that destroyed the old world in the first place.

I'm sorry if my ideas are all jumbled, I'm not too good at getting my ideas fully explained. If you need any explanations or have any questions, please ask me. Nothing's set in stone yet and the world is still in development, so you're free to pop ideas and give constructive criticism. Thank you!

Edit: It'd probably be a high-casual roleplay in terms of quality.

And now, time for sleep. :)
Plotting revenge in his head was the sweetest feeling, he decided. Everything in him wanted vengeance for the injustices shown to him by that dirty wastelander. He had decided that the mutant wasn't his enemy, but he was still edgy around him. And still a bit afraid, too, but he'd never admit that. Besides, it had all been that scumbags fault for playing his stupid little joke in the first place. And how dare he suggest that Sabin was fighting for nothing? He'd get his revenge, and he was willing to bet that ample opportunities would present themselves across their journey. Still savoring the imagined images in his head, he heard the elevator clang open.

Sabin looked to the two figures that were spit out by the elevator, looking them up and down. They were both women, he concluded. Of course, growing up with the NCR, he was used to humans of both genders being treated equally, so that didn't alter his opinion much on them. They looked decently armed, and he decided that they could handle themselves in a firefight. Sabin's face reddened as they both asked about the smell of piss that was obvious throughout the room. They wouldn't expect him now that he had changed, right? He didn't want even more people to think of him as a foolish child. When Del decided to take it onto himself to inform them of his accident, he stared upon him indignantly, his mouth open in anger. "Hey! What the hell're you talking 'bout? Must be the mutant that's showin' off that smell, but it sure as hell ain't me!"

As the robot entered through the elevator, Sabin raised his eyebrows. First a mutant, and now some kind of...robot? Where the hell were all these... things coming from? And how would they assist in this expedition? He didn't freak out just as much as he did when he'd seen the mutant, but he was definitely quite startled by this contraption too. Sure it couldn't be sentient, it was a barking pile of metal for Pete's sake! He continued to stare open-mouthed, trying to come onto a conclusion about the strange bot.
With a jolt, Alin understood that perhaps she did really care about him. The entire time that they knew each other, she'd only tried to help him be happy. Even though she'd been able to make him feel better for the most part about everything, Alin had been so engulfed in his feelings that he hadn't tried to make the vital push himself that was needed to dispel his self-pity. Nothing would get better if he kept up this attitude and he wouldn't fulfill his dreams either, he realized. Though he wouldn't be able to magically dispel his sadness, even with his wand, he mentally decided that he'd make the effort to stop being such a bummer about it. Looking at her, a genuine smile appeared on his face.

"Of course I trust you, you're my best friend. I promise that I won't hide anything like that from you, and I also promise that I'll stop being so mopey, okay?" He even hugged her back a bit this time, and followed along into the class, sitting beside her. The small smile was still plastered on his face.
"Huh?" Alin would say, noticing that his hand was on his head. Lowering his hand, he shook his head. "I'm really sorry, I've been out of it all day. I'm okay, I don't need to go." He didn't argue when she helped him carry his books, though. He wanted to tell Serena what was bothering him, but he was deeply afraid that she'd make fun of him. There were others who had it much worse than him, they didn't go around complaining about it and moping around, so he shook his head and forced a smile onto his face. He gently grabbed his books back from Serena, thanking her quietly. He would just hide it, he decided, he could let his emotions out when he was alone.

"Okay, I-..I..." Even after all the kindness Serena had already shown him, he still found it hard to think that someone like her would go through the trouble of being friends with him. Could Serena really care about him as much as she said she did? He felt horrible about worrying her, but he couldn't lie to her, not ever. Even if he tried to, she'd see right through it, he was a horrid liar. He released the forced smile from his mouth and looked her in the eye, not pretending anymore. "It's just the things that the caretaker at the orphanage said to me before I left, they just really bore into me this time. I don't know why, he'd said it all before and it didn't bother me nearly this much. I'm just being a ninny, I know, and I'm sorry. It's just hard for me not to believe them when my entire life I've been told that no one would ever want me." They still had a little bit until class started, and Alin put his hands up to cover his face. "I'm sorry, please don't hate me, I'm being a selfish idiot."
Where is everyone? ;-;
*Unwinds the spring a bit because he has to put new pants on*
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