First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
35 | Human | He/him | Lawless, Leader of the Bears
Abyssal Connection: None
Description: Vin had a tough life, constantly scraping by to live another day. He felt into gang life, and quickly rose in the ranks. He became so proficient at his job due to his cunning and ruthlessness, that even the boss began to fear his unpredictableness.
It was around this time that Vin took some of the men he worked with and ditched his old gang, forming his own called the Bears. Named after a rare and powerful beast not often seen in the Dust, him and the Bears began taking names. They cut out hearts from weaker Wilds, doing trades with Umbra Corp. Umbra Corp began hiring them as bounty hunters, sent to track down specific targets like Ghost Corp officials. However, they lead by their desires, and aren't opposed to going against Umbra Corp for quick gains.
The Bears are outfitted with abyssal energy pistols and daggers. Vin himself has an abyssal energy rifle, and he's quite the good shot.
Thanks for the details. I have a few more questions: - How big can they get? I was thinking of making a Wild that feeds on fear or anger, and it would be reasonable to assume these emotions are abundant in such a setting, which means they are quite well-fed. - Is there a set distance between Wild and bound human (kinda like how the Wi-Fi signals weaken and stop working after a certain point)? If this happens, what are the effects (ex: human's Wild-given powers stop working, Wild gets hungrier, etc.) - Regarding the powers, does it have to be consensual for it to work, or can a Wild give and take away the powers freely? And when bound to one, does it mean it cannot choose another? - Can a Wild give powers to only one human? - Can a Wild feed on more than one human's emotions? I feel like the answer here is yes... though I asked just to be sure. - If Wilds feed on emotions, do they have their own? If so, can they feed on each other? - How are Wilds born/created? (Or is this a plot point you will reveal later in the story?) - If the Wilds were brought into this world via accident, what is keeping them from staying in their world / going back through the tear?
For sure! 1. Most Wilds are human size or the size of a one-story building, maybe a little bigger.
2. I'd say 100 feet is about the distance they ought to stay within before Wilds and their human begin to feel a tugging on their hearts that gets more and more painful the further away they are.
3. It doesn't have to be consensual, a lot of Wilds simply start haunting humans and the humans have no say in the matter. A wild can be bound to only one other human, and once they are bound, they cannot without their powers. Everything is linked, the powers, how they are telepathically connected, everything. A binding can be undone, but it takes a lot of time, effort, and can sometimes be painful.
4. Wilds are split into positive emotion feeders and negative emotion feeders. They typically satiate themselves on one or the other.
5. This will be revealed later in the story. All Wilds know how they were drained from their home in the Perishing Event, where a tear threw them into our world.
6. When they came through the tear into our world, the 'amniotic fluid', what we call the Abyss Energy drained from their world and interspersed into ours, causing all the plants to decay and dust to wreak havoc. Without this 'fluid', their world is like a popped water balloon, and is uninhabitable. Our world is habitable because the fluid still lives in the air, albeit at a much less dense rate.
Masquerading as a doctor seemed like something she would be enjoy and be good at (I figure she rather deep understanding of the anatomy of humans and others given her supernatural talents).
And practicing medicine means easy access to bad times and people suffering to feed from...but also to help/push.
I love it. I can't wait to see her in action when we start the IC.
Admittedly I lied to you Etsy, I'm working on the character sheets now and have almost finished them both xD
Oh well that's wonderful news! I look forward to seeing it!
@Abstract Proxy It looks great so far! I like how enigmatic she is and her desire to push others towards suffering. Definitely fits the description of a Wild doctor. I look forward to seeing it done, so far so good!
@Herald Your CS looks great. I was thinking they'd be a great candidate for some Wild interaction, given their suffering. Feel free to pop them in the CS tab when you have a moment.
Do we need to fill out the NPC and Character Relationship sheets too?
Nope, only if you have an NPC idea. Character relationships are voluntary if you want to give more information on how your character feels about everyone else. They're useful as a reference later in the game.
@Lexisheeps I'll write up some religion concepts and let you know! I like your ideas!
[WAVES VIOLENTLY] HI ETSY. Lexi told me about this. I love the idea of this but but but, Are we allowed to possibly play something in The Wilds? But like, possibly captured by any of the corps (Probably Umbra Corps by the sounds of things) as like a 'forced' contact?
Heya! You can absolutely play a Wild. They could absolutely be captured by Umbra Corp and forced to do a Possesive Subjugation on one of their soldiers. I line your idea, you should definitely go for it.
What sort of bodies / physical forms do the Wilds have? And what's the mechanic of Wilds PCs granting other non-Wilds PCs the abilities?
Hello! That is entirely up to the player. Wilds are known to have physical forms or ghost-like forms. However, all forms have a physical heart present.
The Wild becomes bound to the human. If they are spectral they will live inside the human. If they are corporeal they will live around the human. They will have a mental tether that binds their souls, allowing them to communicate telepathically. The Wild will feast on the humans emotions, either positive or negative, depending on the type of Wild. And the human will in turn gain powers. These powers can be enhanced if enough suffering happens.
We actually have a perfect candidate. @Herald, if you're interested in getting an abyssal connection, this might be a way to make it happen.
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[i][color=bd4abd][b]”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?”[/b][/color] He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
[b][color=bd4abd]”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”[/color][/b]
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
[color=bd4abd][b]“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”[/b][/color]
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
[color=bd4abd][b]”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”[/b][/color][/i]
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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/194413-nocturnal-memoirs-an-urban-fantasy-mafia-epic/ic][b]Nocturnal Memoirs[/b][/url] (2024)
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[i]"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. [b]"Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."[/b]
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
[b]"You'll have to duel me for them."[/b][/i]
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[Url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/191189-iris-ascendis/ic][b]Iris Ascendis Roleplay[/b][/url] (2023) | [url=https://www.tiktok.com/@the.valencia.king/video/7300030820545531141?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7246981308223161862][b]TikTok Tribute[/b][/url]
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We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/85654-rper-appreciation-thread/ooc?page=8#bottom][b]This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it.[/b][/url] (2016)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5533862][b]Another kind comment.[/b][/url] (2024)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5546326][b]This is what makes it worth it.[/b][/url] (2024)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5565747][b]I'm grateful for the ride.[/b][/url] (2024)
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