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4 mos ago
Current Calamity. That is all.
5 mos ago
things I never thought I'd be saying in 2023: "The new Blink182 album is the best thing I've heard in ages."
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1 yr ago
Toad is the best MarioKart driver. Fight me.
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1 yr ago
Hello friends… Sick as a dog right now. Forgive me for being lax in replies — I’ll post when I can.
1 yr ago
what's your favourite =w=eezer song, and why is it El Scorcho?
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Howdy. I'm Dee. Been tabletop RP'ing since '90 (D&D 2, 3, 3.5, Rifts, Palladium, D20, Pathfinder, Shadowrun) and writing collaborative fiction for nearly ten years (JvS, represent!) In my day-to-day existence, I'm a theatre technician, a parent, I tend to work too much -- and writing is my escape. I take it pretty seriously.

I'm a pretty big fan of Sci-Fi (but I'm pretty selective about what I read,) Post Apocalyptica, certain Fantasy works (though I prefer my sword-and-sorcery via tabletop...) and Zombies. Used to watch a lot of movies, and read a lot, but having a three-year-old stymies that quite a bit. (2022 edit: the three year old is now nine!)

Some character inspirations: Harry Callahan, Max Rockatansky, William Munny, Snake Plissken, Tyler Durden, Cpl. Hudson (RIP,) Severen (RIP,) Peter Venkman, Malcolm Reynolds, Han Solo (to be continued...)

I tend to look for small groups of dedicated, talented writers who post regularly and love the unknown of spontaneous or semi-planned RP. Hit me up with ideas!

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Been craving a good Post Apocalyptic RP for... Gods, forever. They come along so rarely. I'm all for small group RP, or even Open RP, but in the End-of-Days, it doesn't make much sense to me, to allow for more than 1X1. In the rare cases we encounter another living soul, we can NPC them.

I'm open to discussions of the style of Apocalypse ended our world: Zombies, Aliens, marauding gangs seeking out guzzoline, a plague, war, a meteor... I've read and absorbed about as much apocalyptic media as anyone can, and I'm pretty comfortable with all of it.

I'm calling this 18+ (preferably 21+) because the end of the world is a grizzly, difficult, macabre, distorted place where people do all manner of unseemly things in the name of survival. I'm positive this one will involve some mature scenes, and since I prefer not to fade-to-black, let's keep this story confined to PM's. In that regard, I'm seeking a F to my M, but I'm open to a discussion of other options. Reach out, let's greek the End of the World arm-in-arm.

-dee
Welcome, Dan the Second. Or Dan 2.0 ... Working title, especially since other Dan has said he may be terminated now.

Anywho, nice to meet ya! Excited for a new face to pick up on Greenleaf. 🤗


**tips hat** Hiya, Alakrys! I'm partial to 'second-coming-of-Dan,' but Dan2 is good as well. (now, how do I format superscript?)

-dee
@Gunther@MK Blitzen

I hesitate to say what's coming to the crew yet -- Sail, Wolf and I are still hammering it out. I hope to be a permanent passenger, if that makes sense? Kind of like Simon & River, or Book were to the Serenity. So crew, but not crew? Does that make sense? Mostly I'll be bringing trouble. (but don't tell anyone I said so...)

Mine are 18 mos., 8, 9, and 15. So we're all over the map here! I'm sure there will be a multitude of Dad jokes down the line. It really seems to come with the job, hey?

I've been a D&D player for about 20 years. (I currently have a 3.5e campaign going that's been same players, same PC's since 2006! (we took a hiatus here and there, but for at least ten years, these characters have been with us. I'm involved with a couple of 5e campaigns too. My real love is for anything post-apocalyptic though. My first RPG was Rifts, and I'm currently working on a Mutant: Genlab Alpha game. I also recently discovered Gaslands. Huge fun, and cheap to get into vs. Warhammer or similar.

Online, I've been a Star Wars collab. RP writer since 2007 over at Jedi Vs. Sith... but I mostly left that behind because it became more of an online hangout on discord, than actual IC RP posting. So I'm not exactly new to online writing or fanfic, but Firefly will be a new setting for me (though I've loved the series for ages and ages. Better brush up on my Mandarin!)
Heya MK -- I've been batting a few ideas around with Wolf and Sail -- they're arm-wrestling right now to see who they like best. Either way, it'll be a treat to join y'all on yer journey.

@MK Blitzen
re. Edmund Fitzgerald -- being a Canuck, I'm well-versed in the history surrounding the sinking. A couple of other songs to take in: Check out the Headstones' cover of Lightfoot's song. It's awesome. And the Tragically Hip's "Nautical Disaster."

"No Canadian band would be complete without a song about a Nautical Disaster." - Gord Downie

btw: hi. I'm Dan
Been a bit since I checked in on this here site.

I might be a bit untested to you that know each-other from lurking hereabouts on the regular, but I can tell you for certain, I'm capable of putting out a post from time to time. (not so great with the chatting, though.)

Might just have the beginnings of a character up my sleeve for this.

-Dan
“Hey,” she whispered, gesturing towards his gun with a shake of her head. “Too noisy. That’ll draw more, we need to stay quiet. Use something else. We need to hunt them down before they get to—”


"...what draws more, Grant-package-friend, is out-of-towner backpackers shopping for batteries."

He was already watching the old-lady-stinker approach from between two end cap displays (Spice up YOUR cooking with 'Shake & Bake!,' $1.19 each *SALE* choose from Turkey, Chicken and Fine Herbs.) She was wearing a rain coat and one rubber boot. The other foot was missing, her uneasy movement supported by the gleaming white bone of her lower leg. "They have rubber boots available in all sizes... aisle 23..."

She gurgled in reply (Listerine, $3.29, Aisle 2A) "Shut UP!" as Ryan quietly set the pistol on a nearby cash register station (Checkout #4, beer & alcohol purchases at #20, please...) and drew his trusty bat (Easton "Big Barrel," $250, sporting goods - out of stock) and in one fluid, golf-swing motion shattered her jaw, teeth spraying (Chicklets, $.89, Checkout impulse-buy side caps, multi-fruit flavours!) and followed that swing with a second that dropped grandma.

The second one had been a girl, maybe Ryan's own age. From the level of decay and bloating, it was hard to tell what she may once have looked like, but there was no denying the fact that she was naked, save a pair of flip-flops. He was distracted by the flip-flops so badly (how? how did those stay on??) that she nearly walked right up to him. Only the bump of her left elbow against his sternum broke him of his daze, and Ryan hit her in the face with the butt-end of his baseball bat, staggering her back. She howled wetly, a sound that seemed to come from underwater and a mile away, before Ryan's bat met her left temple, and she was on the floor.
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