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15 days ago
Current @Remipa Also Cake with a capital 'C' is a fairly well regarded band.
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1 mo ago
"Munchie Magic," by Pink Kink is a Japanese Pop inspired mess of maniacally charged sexuality and teen things and it is DEVASTATINGLY infectious. Will be looking for more like this.
1 mo ago
"Munchie Magic," by Pink Pink is a Japanese Pop inspired mess of maniacally charged sexuality and teen things and it is DEVASTATINGLY infectious. Will be looking for more like this.
2 mos ago
Girl Squad is wanting to get your ears pierced and then grabbing dinner and then going to the park because fuck Walmart and you need to talk about sexual assault. Thank god for girl squad.
2 mos ago


I have been roleplaying for fifteen years through various formats from at the dinner table to PbP to RTC. I strongly prefer for mechanics to drive narrative in live roleplay sessions, but in PbP and RTC I'm creative enough that I prefer for creativity to drive narrative instead. To that end, you will probably never talk me into the tabletop subforum, and I can't imagine being dragged easily into Arena or Nation roleplays either.

Preferred size: Anything not exceeding 10 players. I've engaged in very chaotic and bloated playercounts for PbP before and am not eager to engage in that level of discord in the near future.
Preferred genres: Anything. I often enjoy having the opportunity to genre clash, a thing you will notice with my practice work in Expanding Horizons.
Preferred roles: I do not have the patience to build and maintain attractive hub posts for roleplays, which to me is a valuable skill... in GMs. I have co-GM'd in the past both officially and unofficially, and would be happy to do so again.
Quality standards: Any, though I do prefer to interact with players that have a firm understanding of english grammar.

Play Status: Seeking group RPs. Solicitations welcome. 1x1s considered on request, not guaranteed.
---Participant in Allaria: Chapter 5 ARP
---Found regularly practicing on Expanding Horizons PWRP

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"Lances, horses, shiny plate and purple dye. My grandfather put it all in a moat. Why should I?"

"Pray for rain, pray for snow, pray for luck... but trust your shovel and your crossbow."

In ^ ^ 14 days ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Note: highlighting text is difficult on mobile, I see in shades and tints of blue, and even for people with unimpaired vision, this introductory post is difficult to read.

In short, welcome to the guild and fuck your color choice.
My latest post is left open for interjection/response.
Phinuphus Tahnqin

-=Parting Sharks=-

--The North Gate--

As Phinuphus stepped into the yard joining the northern gate, the large capybkin gave pause, surveying the scene with a steady gaze, wiggling his nose in thought. Phinuphus' nose waggled with a confusion of scents, and before him was a bed of chaos, broken men and women all bested by his new companions. Things appeared to have gone quick, but there were clearly more than two sides to the melee. Raux looked to have beaten something or one bloody, still heaving with the effort. And his gaze finally settled on a young drow that seemed oddly familiar, somewhat roughed, but seeming to only have eyes for the raksha at that moment. It was a strange scene, but with the blood in his nostrils and his leader in his cups, Phin had other things to worry about.

Szazah, still drunk, seemed to be making his way by instinct to the center of everyone, his gate tired. He radiated sullenness. Cheed wordlessly slid off of Phinuphus' back as he walked forward and then stood on his hinde legs, easily taller than any of them. The capybkin seemed to sway very gently in the evening air, perhaps with a gentle breeze... perhaps with the dance of a cup or too.

"It is with a heavy heart, and scarred soul, that I must inform you all that..." Szazah continued almost as if by wrote, but Phinuphus found himself barely listening. The wreckage of flesh scattered about the yard was an ill omen for a mission of peace. Certainly one needed protection in the wilds, but just what would it mean to the people they saught, that each of them was so battle ready? It was good that Phinuphus had loosed his fury elsewhere this day.

Presently, Szazah stopped speaking, apparently waiting for protest. Well, Phinuphus certainly had his to say.

"It is not right, Szazah." Phinuphus folded his arms, looking down at him with a cold defiance. "It is by the meddling of a meek and mean man that you do this. You will do what when The Tengu arrives; coach him from a stinking barstool so that when Dripood and he come to blows, each swing will come all the heavier for your keeping their pots to a simmer? And you, clinging to every cup as though it is your last friend, listless as a dandelion in my fur and for what?"

Phinuphus turned on a heel, gesturing to the surrounding camp as he ranted on and began pacing around his companions and their leader. "Taken with the wrong turns this Moving is a contemptible cancer in a man's mind. When are you expected to truly rest? You are poisoned by luxuries and loftiness. What man or woman can tell you who you are when they are too busy asking or telling you what to do? Hard journey is a better respite. You truly think your best place is here, growing more impotent by the day?" The beastkin finally turned to look at Szazah again, barking capybara irritation, "HNNNOHHH lion lying in wait should indulge in the torpor of their pack. What good does this do you or the rest of us?"

Metal is easily one of the genres on most picky about. it's difficult for me to explain all of why that is. I once had a friend in the late auts that would send me three or so songs a week; new metal from all across the globe. And for every aong I liked, there were four that just wound up being a chore to listen to.

Beyond Oblivion is definitely in that vein for me. It is a best good for some dark revelry, but the genre as a whole is difficult for me because I generally want to paint the things that feel negative in a calm, upward spiral. Kimya Dawson, Sufjan Stevens and the like. There is metal out there that I love, but it very often borrows lyrically and even structurally from punk, where it isn't just punk with metal elements (The Distillers, for example).

Rated nope. Sat through the whole thing and just grew sullen over time.

Girlpool is my jam, from the sometimes flat/dissonant vocals to the working class disgruntlement.

@Old Amsterdam

*emerges from a nearby corpse*

Uh, I'm reporting for duty.

Need to do some lore catch-up reading the thread up to now. I'm aces on character work, just need to figure out how to insert one into this world.

I am considering kit-bashing an idea I had from EH, but it may not be in the spirit of the stories here-in. Will let ya'll know.

That is, if this thread is still open.
Yo. Progress reports and shit. The fuck ya'll up to?

Apologies for how long it took to get to my last post. I was busy as fuck, but not busy enough to excuse how long it took to work up my gumption.

Phew. Flashbacks to jogging down the Riverwalk with my stepskip in time with the beats, looking like a mobile seizure.

Mars Volta has a special place in heart as my most disappointing concert experience of all time. For a band so taken with exquisite studio work, they puty on a terrible live show, something I discovered when asking around was not an isolated experience. It's a personal gripe I will always remember that leaves me very cautious about attending live shows of any band that works so hard on their production.

Setting that aside, this is actually one of my favorite songs by TMV. It has parts that are truly a joy, and it has one of the most irritating outros out of any of their songs. It presents a lot of everything that is good and bad about the state of prog rock in the past 20 years. It is in many ways a perfect song to sample the genre at its time.

Fuck TMV though. 7/10.
Moving on:

Been doing a lot of recovering recently and found out that El Radio sounds like a completely different fucking album after you've suffered serious abuse. I still don't get why Dirty Night Clowns gets all the hype; the following song in particular, as well as Over And Over, are much nicer gems, I feel.

I'm going to miss Magical Insurrection. Pour some Fourties, ya'll.
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