Enarr

Winter Tales

Is there anyone here who might be interested in this?

@Chuuya

There is!

I've never really done anything this warm or generally kindly in premise before but I think it might be a refreshing change of pace for my tastes and I've similarly never really done much for the holidays but in recent years the frigid reaches of Winter have warmed my heart and claimed their place as my favorite season.

Couple questions:

• Would the players be taking on the role of Lemmas' residents, the human visitors or some mix thereof?
• Is there any reference material I should familiarize myself with to get relevant context for the setting?

Wal Quest - Interactive Post Apocalyptic Quest

[X] - Ivory Crane, a monstrously huge paper odachi that is said to be crafted from compressed origami sheets. It is relatively lightweight for its enormous size but is considered to be unwieldy in close quarters. It more than makes up for it with a blade that can bisect a Stocker in half with enough force. It has seen battle with the edge have dulled over years of usage.

King of the Hill: Boiled Mountain Dew Electric Boogaloo II

By the great Wematanye, I declare my interest

King of the Hill: Boiled Mountain Dew Electric Boogaloo II

You don't know who I am but I know where you live

Wal Quest - Interactive Post Apocalyptic Quest

[X] - An origami pinwheel flower.

[X] - Politely refuse his gift.

Name Change Request

Any chance I might be redubbed "Enarr"?

Justice League: World in Crisis

So, would it be appropriate to have my next post be one where Kyle storms in, finds/attacks a ninja and uses a minimal/struggling effort die?

Justice League: World in Crisis

Kyle Rayner’s Studio Apartment
Los Angeles
11:00am Local Time

Having started out as a cartoonist for a little circulated series of short-lived Sunday comics, Kyle Rayner hadn’t seriously considered a career in sculpting. He didn’t really like the feel of the mud on his hands, the need to pay attention to the moisture in the air, the temperature, and the like but he’d taken to it recently. He’d been a Green Lantern for the better part of a decade and had grown accustomed to wielding the wild whims of his own willpower, intimidating and inspiring the viridescent incandescence into innumerable incarnations. For those in the know, it was often thought that using his own hard light to operate his own pottery wheel was cheating because he didn’t have to deal with the imprecision common to all machinery. They were wrong. There’s nothing convenient about keeping the image of the gears turning steadily around their focus while also working his fingers through the unforgiving earth. Even the slightest lapse in—

--ZEEE- ZEEE- ZEEE- ZEEE- ZEEE-

“Yaagck!” he screams as he faces a personal catastrophe. Five hours of gear turning, hand washing, meticulously implemented measurements catapulted upon his face as his hand, spurred by the Justice League emergency alert, impaled his immaculate investment.

PRIORITY ALERT
UNKNOWN ASSAILANTS IN S.T.A.R. LABS, TOKYO
MULTIPLE CIVILIAN FATALITIES
PLEASE RESPOND

No time to mourn his momentary monument, the clay washes off of his being as his protective aura streams like a waterfall into his rubbish bin. The entire room had been overlaid with a hard light shield, making clean up a synch. It was actually a trick he’d learned from Sinestro trying to kill him. Uniform in place, the man in green rockets out his windowsill and trails a streak of emerald lightning across the Los Angeles skyline before increasing his thrust and luminescence and tracking into the troposphere and beyond, taking mere minutes to make his way to the moonlit metropolis.

_{(TRAVEL POST; NO PROGRESS MADE TOWARD EVENT)}

Justice League: World in Crisis

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

G R E E N L A N T E R N

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^{_{K Y L E R A Y N E R ♦ F R E E L A N C E A R T I S T ♦ L O S A N G E L E S ♦ J U S T I C E L E A G U E}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{"I haven’t been a green Green Lantern for a while now"}

After Parallax’s annihilation of The Green Lantern Corps, Kyle Rayner was selected by Ganthet to protect the Universe while they rebuilt, often paying particular attention to Earth and humanity. Since the reestablishment of The Corps, he has been assigned to focus on Earth, specifically, functioning as an integral part of the modern Justice League.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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I just wanna play the game really and, as the majority of you know, I love Kyle Rayner as the Green Lantern on account of the self-aware creativity available when writing him on account of the fact that he’s as much of a geek as any of us are. He’s largely just trying to be the best hero that he can, learning from the other Justice Leaguers, looking at the elder statesmen of the Justice League as role models, to a certain extent, largely having learned the dangers of a casual approach after the loss of his girlfriend Alex Dewitt at the hands of Major Force.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Nah

S A M P L E P O S T:

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Lights. Camera. Action.

An emerald aurora sweeps the streets of Los Angeles overshadowing the pedestrians with a parading procession of preening primates projected from the fingertips of none other than Kyle Rayner, The Green Lantern, the primary protector of the planetary premises operating under the authority of The Guardians of The Universe. As his simian servants saunter along the sidewalks, he feels each of them combing through the cracks of the human hive. Paying as little heed as possible to the strutting street performers, he finally finds the fiend from the footpath.

“It’s over Mr. Mind!” he shouts imperiously, through a bullhorn of his own making. “We have your Science Cell nice and toasty back on Oa and, if you come quietly, we’ll even let you into general population for up to two minutes per year. That’s the best offer you’re gonna get. Otherwise, the Monster Society’ll be here within five minutes.”

“My Monster Society? Why threaten me with my own reinforcements, Lantern?”

“Perhaps you’ve heard of Xax of Xaos, of Sector 3500. Not unlike yourself, he’s a sentient anthropod. Suffice to say, the Society’s under new management and, after finding out that you haven’t been pursuing their best interests,” Rayner says, crafting a translucent canary around the sinister serpent, “they’d like a word.”

As the Green Lantern raises the avian construct into the atmosphere, nabbing the nefarious nematode, he feels the hair on the back of his stand skyward. Mr. Mind makes a full body smile, cackling crazily as he’s carried toward the cosmic custodian. When the Green Lantern finally stands face to face with the worm, he hears the start of a symphony of unmistakable syllables.

The voice box begins to shout “SABBA—” before the construct canary’s intestines instantly slither and shatter the voice modulator.

“Nice try, Mind. So you can’t hold a note. Maybe you’ll have better luck holding your bar of soap.”

P O S T C A T A L O G:

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Justice League: World in Crisis

Hider

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

G R E E N L A N T E R N

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^{_{K Y L E R A Y N E R ♦ F R E E L A N C E A R T I S T ♦ L O S A N G E L E S ♦ J U S T I C E L E A G U E}}

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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^{"I haven’t been a green Green Lantern for a while now"}

After Parallax’s annihilation of The Green Lantern Corps, Kyle Rayner was selected by Ganthet to protect the Universe while they rebuilt, often paying particular attention to Earth and humanity. Since the reestablishment of The Corps, he has been assigned to focus on Earth, specifically, functioning as an integral part of the modern Justice League.

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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I just wanna play the game really and, as the majority of you know, I love Kyle Rayner as the Green Lantern on account of the self-aware creativity available when writing him on account of the fact that he’s as much of a geek as any of us are. He’s largely just trying to be the best hero that he can, learning from the other Justice Leaguers, looking at the elder statesmen of the Justice League as role models, to a certain extent, largely having learned the dangers of a casual approach after the loss of his girlfriend Alex Dewitt at the hands of Major Force.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

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Nah

S A M P L E P O S T:

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Lights. Camera. Action.

An emerald aurora sweeps the streets of Los Angeles overshadowing the pedestrians with a parading procession of preening primates projected from the fingertips of none other than Kyle Rayner, The Green Lantern, the primary protector of the planetary premises operating under the authority of The Guardians of The Universe. As his simian servants saunter along the sidewalks, he feels each of them combing through the cracks of the human hive. Paying as little heed as possible to the strutting street performers, he finally finds the fiend from the footpath.

“It’s over Mr. Mind!” he shouts imperiously, through a bullhorn of his own making. “We have your Science Cell nice and toasty back on Oa and, if you come quietly, we’ll even let you into general population for up to two minutes per year. That’s the best offer you’re gonna get. Otherwise, the Monster Society’ll be here within five minutes.”

“My Monster Society? Why threaten me with my own reinforcements, Lantern?”

“Perhaps you’ve heard of Xax of Xaos, of Sector 3500. Not unlike yourself, he’s a sentient anthropod. Suffice to say, the Society’s under new management and, after finding out that you haven’t been pursuing their best interests,” Rayner says, crafting a translucent canary around the sinister serpent, “they’d like a word.”

As the Green Lantern raises the avian construct into the atmosphere, nabbing the nefarious nematode, he feels the hair on the back of his stand skyward. Mr. Mind makes a full body smile, cackling crazily as he’s carried toward the cosmic custodian. When the Green Lantern finally stands face to face with the worm, he hears the start of a symphony of unmistakable syllables.

The voice box begins to shout “SABBA—” before the construct canary’s intestines instantly slither and shatter the voice modulator.

“Nice try, Mind. So you can’t hold a note. Maybe you’ll have better luck holding your bar of soap.”

P O S T C A T A L O G:

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