Hot dogs are already cooked. Might as well just sear them to add flavor.
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I love it when I catch up on my posting.
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If you take college seriously, it opens doors. Harvard and Hopkins makes it easier, but you can do well anywhere.
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Prefer to brainstorm on Discord for that reason.
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Windows 10 is very much like a German prison camp guard, "Ah, I see you are tryink to escape work fifteen minutes early, Herr Colonel Hogan, here ist an update zat vill stall you!"
- Please submit questions at the bottom of original OOC post first. - Using the provided template, please create a character sheet. - Post only character sheets here. All other talk goes to the OOC. - Please place all sheets in hiders. We will be migrating this to a productivity software.
Character Sheet)
Name: Age: Sex: Kingdom/Place of Origin:
Appearance:
Skills/Abilities:
- Please list with most potent skills first. - - - -
Equipment:
- - - - -
History:
(You can invent a nation, name regions and countries and cities and so forth to pull this one off.)
Personality and Psychological profile:
(Be sure to relate this to the character's history; the history ought to explain the character's outlook anyway.)
Prior Run-Ins:
Spin off a story about an interaction between the character above and your own. Please be sure to make it an incident worth referring to during the RP. Feuds of some sort are particularly appreciated here.
Robert Howard-inspired, with Low Fantasy roots. A dusty world of desperation and brutality. Life is nasty, brutish and short. People call to gods, but they do not hear or answer.
Into this, magic springs out of nowhere, in the hands of tyrants and conquerors, what was only myth. It exists, but the characters do not know how to use it. The enemy does, that is why they're so dominant.
Magic will be learned by the characters, but the price is paid in blood and tears.
Many kingdoms have fallen, a few remain.
Characters are part of a much larger party that lost many members trying to make it to a dungeon that holds secrets to their salvation, or damnation.
4 or so players, small circle. These people are allowed to play as many characters as they need.
Not first come, first serve. There is an application to join the RP, and character sheets need to go up fast.
GMing duties will be collaborative.
Please answer questions at bottom of this before creating a character sheet, but the character tab has the sheet framework.
In Character Info
The world is strewn with ancient ruins, reminding everyone of a shrouded history that only left fragments behind for those that came after to study. The gods died, so the tales went, and magic with it. That was a fanciful tale people told to make sense of life. People made their religions, kept traditions, but their prayers were not answered substantially. People did not call lightning from their hands.
The Vukash were considered a savage people of the hinterlands, but when they overran their first kingdom, and then their second, and kept going, the world realized with a growing horror that they could call fire and death, that the Emperor Bozash called on legions of fell beasts from legends, including the ferocious trokals.
The kingdoms of the world fell one by one. Those on the front line were besieged and brought down, and the armies that were sent out by kingdoms further back came back whittled down and telling tales of horror and defeat; often, these proud warriors came back both maimed and mad from what they witnessed.
The source of the magic, which only the Vukash knew, was unknown, but the scholars of all remaining kingdoms worked feverishly and identified a place where they could find answers. If one myth, magic, could be true, and the trokals were undisputed, why couldn't other stories? While the kingdoms fell, scribes, scholars, wise men and witches all studied fervently, tried many different methods to tap magic, but couldn't. There were terrible things done in calls to dead deities; sacrifices and experimentation in terrible desperation. One rumor among many was the Dark Library of Dihira, a long dead goddess. No one could locate it. It was one of many desperate legends that the scholars and scribblers spoke of, hesitantly, while civilizations were swept away by a fell hand of magical tyranny.
Until a man came back. It was thought that he was just another raving survivor of a massacre, but he brought something, a piece of crystal shaped like a seed that glowed with lightning within. The man ranted of the Dark Library, and the horrors within. He was interrogated, stripped of all his knowledge in desperation until he was no longer. But the scribes, they wrote everything, however disjointed.
The seed was studied. Someone tried to split it with an axe. It wasn't even scratched. No one was sure what the secret was, though it was dipped in blood, prayed over and so many other things done to it. But when it faced some directions, the light within died out. When it faced a given direction, it glowed again. And as it moved away, it grew dimmer. As it was taken in the right direction, it grew in warmth. The madman raved of the World Tree. The seed pointed the way.
A party of the most intrepid souls that could be found was assembled, it followed the seed's lead into territory held by the enemy. They tried to slip in by stealth, they tried to fight on the move. So many died on their way before the party arrived at the World Tree, a long-fossilized wonder of the world that was once a site of holy significance, but in the lands overrun by the Vukash. Only a few survived to see it. Guided by the ravings of the tortured madman, they found the entrance. Doubts plagued the party, very little held them together besides a common cause, and yet they took the fateful step in...
Out of Character Info
So the story starts with the mid-point of an arduous journey. A band of heroes(?) stands before the World Tree. The gate to the Dark Library, cunningly hidden, was only the first secret to unravel. The next steps are into the unknown, of their world's history, of the enigma of magic and the darkness of their own souls.
The setting is a dusty low-fantasy sort of setting in the mold of Robert Howard, a place of terrible secrets that lay entombed, waiting to be unleashed. A lot hasn't been fleshed out because it's very important to give the players the room to grow their own backstories and write in what they feel inspired with.
The idea here is that there isn't really a GM calling all the shots, but rather a consensus on how to write a good plot. I am not looking for a lot of people, but I am looking for a couple highly engaged collaborators that feel this RP and want to take the idea and run with it. To that end, I intend to set up an application that involves character sheets, but also a solicitation of people's ideas on where to take the plot, how to create a story collaboratively. Instead of a GM just imagining challenges, we talk about how to write the scenes and spring things on each other. To that end, the people accepted into this RP are colleagues, and are encouraged to write as many characters and NPC's as they need. They are free to invent the enemies and keep everyone else on their toes. The idea is to work together to make the story better.
While it starts with a dungeon full of secrets, it by no means has to end there. There is a world burning, after all, and it's entirely possible that the characters will emerge with secrets from the Dark Library and very different ideas on how to use them. Perhaps they won't even wait that long to start turning on each other...
If that's of interest to you, start brainstorming -- this won't be first come, first served, this will be "the most creative and enthusiastic will get the nod."
Next Steps
In the hider is a form, with basic questions. Please PM the answers over to me before proceeding with a character sheet.
1. Have you ever GM'ed in the community before? Which RP's have you been involved in? Can you please link or describe. Are you comfortable with the arrangement of everyone sharing GM'ing powers? It means that if we have a given encounter, we all share the burden for adding refinements to the scene to help fully flesh out the antagonists.
2. How many times a week do you think you can post? Are you committed to maintaining a presence on Discord and collaborating on posts on a frequent basis?
3. What are your impressions of the setting? What can you add to it?
4. What works inspire your ideas for this RP, written, film or musical.
5. What direction would you like to see this plot go?
6. Please write out a character idea for this RP in a single sentence. (For example: Refugee nobleman in penury becomes amoral hired blade.)
Awesome. I honestly had this one hit me in the car on my way to work today. I might have been drugged up with something during a medical treatment. I dunno. But suddenly, ideas hit. I'm looking for a little interest, and the right kind of interest, and I'll get something up that lets me get to know the players in Discord chat or something so we can discuss and brainstorm.
Interested!
How 'low' is this low fantasy going to be? What kind of magic is available if any? Or is it low fantasy in terms of creatures?
Magic will be learned, but only after a price is paid, probably in blood. The creatures that exist are ones that are coming back and in the thrall of the Vulkash. As indicated, lots of study has been done of how magic is used by them to no avail. It's really the million dollar question.
So the low fantasy element is more a starting point, where the world was until this horror happened. It's a mentality I want to carry into the RP, but this isn't really a low fantasy RP. The rational world is a lie, after all. Then again, it also was a lie in Robert Howard's work.
Robert Howard-inspired, with Low Fantasy roots. A dusty world of desperation and brutality. Life is nasty, brutish and short. People call to gods, but they do not hear or answer.
Into this, magic springs out of nowhere, in the hands of tyrants and conquerors, what was only myth. It exists, but the characters do not know how to use it. The enemy does, that is why they're so dominant.
Magic will be learned by the characters, but the price is paid in blood and tears.
Many kingdoms have fallen, a few remain.
Characters are part of a much larger party that lost many members trying to make it to a dungeon that holds secrets to their salvation, or damnation.
4 or so players, small circle. These people are allowed to play as many characters as they need.
Not first come, first serve. There is an application to join the RP, and character sheets need to go up fast.
GMing duties will be collaborative.
In Character Info
The world is strewn with ancient ruins, reminding everyone of a shrouded history that only left fragments behind for those that came after to study. The gods died, so the tales went, and magic with it. That was a fanciful tale people told to make sense of life. People made their religions, kept traditions, but their prayers were not answered substantially. People did not call lightning from their hands.
The Vukash were considered a savage people of the hinterlands, but when they overran their first kingdom, and then their second, and kept going, the world realized with a growing horror that they could call fire and death, that the Emperor Bozash called on legions of fell beasts from legends, including the ferocious trokals.
The kingdoms of the world fell one by one. Those on the front line were besieged and brought down, and the armies that were sent out by kingdoms further back came back whittled down and telling tales of horror and defeat; often, these proud warriors came back both maimed and mad from what they witnessed.
The source of the magic, which only the Vukash knew, was unknown, but the scholars of all remaining kingdoms worked feverishly and identified a place where they could find answers. If one myth, magic, could be true, and the trokals were undisputed, why couldn't other stories? While the kingdoms fell, scribes, scholars, wise men and witches all studied fervently, tried many different methods to tap magic, but couldn't. There were terrible things done in calls to dead deities; sacrifices and experimentation in terrible desperation. One rumor among many was the Dark Library of Dihira, a long dead goddess. No one could locate it. It was one of many desperate legends that the scholars and scribblers spoke of, hesitantly, while civilizations were swept away by a fell hand of magical tyranny.
Until a man came back. It was thought that he was just another raving survivor of a massacre, but he brought something, an orb (or please, help me come up with a better MacGuffin!) that glowed with lightning within. The man ranted of the Dark Library, and the horrors within. He was interrogated, stripped of all his knowledge in desperation until he was no longer. But the scribes, they wrote everything, however disjointed.
The orb was studied. Someone tried to split it with an axe. It wasn't even scratched. No one was sure what the secret was, though it was dipped in blood, prayed over and so many other things done to it. But when it faced some directions, the light within died out. When it faced a given direction, it glowed again. And as it moved away, it grew dimmer. As it was taken in the right direction, it grew in warmth. The madman raved of the World Tree. The orb pointed the way.
A party of the most intrepid souls that could be found was assembled, it followed the orb's lead into territory held by the enemy. They tried to slip in by stealth, they tried to fight on the move. So many died on their way before the party arrived at the World Tree, a long-fossilized wonder of the world that was once a site of holy significance, but in the lands overrun by the Vukash. Only a few survived to see it. Guided by the ravings of the tortured madman, they found the entrance. Doubts plagued the party, very little held them together besides a common cause, and yet they took the fateful step in...
Out of Character Info:
So the story starts with the mid-point of an arduous journey. A band of heroes(?) stands before the World Tree. The gate to the Dark Library, cunningly hidden, was only the first secret to unravel. The next steps are into the unknown, of their world's history, of the enigma of magic and the darkness of their own souls.
The setting is a dusty low-fantasy sort of setting in the mold of Robert Howard, a place of terrible secrets that lay entombed, waiting to be unleashed. A lot hasn't been fleshed out because it's very important to give the players the room to grow their own backstories and write in what they feel inspired with.
The idea here is that there isn't really a GM calling all the shots, but rather a consensus on how to write a good plot. I am not looking for a lot of people, but I am looking for a couple highly engaged collaborators that feel this RP and want to take the idea and run with it. To that end, I intend to set up an application that involves character sheets, but also a solicitation of people's ideas on where to take the plot, how to create a story collaboratively. Instead of a GM just imagining challenges, we talk about how to write the scenes and spring things on each other. To that end, the people accepted into this RP are colleagues, and are encouraged to write as many characters and NPC's as they need. They are free to invent the enemies and keep everyone else on their toes. The idea is to work together to make the story better.
While it starts with a dungeon full of secrets, it by no means has to end there. There is a world burning, after all, and it's entirely possible that the characters will emerge with secrets from the Dark Library and very different ideas on how to use them. Perhaps they won't even wait that long to start turning on each other...
If that's of interest to you, start brainstorming -- this won't be first come, first served, this will be "the most creative and enthusiastic will get the nod."
I was once going to pitch an RP where all the characters were cute teenage anime girls.
On a private forum.
With a bunch of dudes who hate moe/kawaii culture.
After sobering up, I reworked the idea into something they would enjoy.
<Snipped quote by HeySeuss>
I'm actually surprised something like that hasn't been done yet.
Even if you were just trapped in a school as an adult it would be pretty scary.
Immensely scary. A good idea might be a good idea, but that doesn't mean you'll find more than maybe one interested person in there and with settings that have a very clear plotline, it's hard to work with competing creative ideas or getting people entirely synched up on something. Who steers it, right?
Another user and I did game out a Space Jam-inspired RP where a(n Anime) Japanese high school decides to become competitive in ice hockey...so they use the wealth of an industrialist whose daughter attends to get the best Canadian high school hockey players money can buy (hell, kidnapping?) to play other schools.
That sets off an arms race where the other schools' science labs churn out dangerous AI's and all the demon summoning books are checked out of the libraries and aliens are contacted. Pacts are made, AI's are unshackled, entire portions of the Earth traded away to alien overlords and so forth in order to beat this hockey team and be #1.
Of course it was meant to be over the top take on Anime.
It was an amusing idea that had zero chance at working in a forum.
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