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Posted a Game Master Guide in the Guides section. If you need help with GMing, refer to it for some handy advice. If you don't need help, then don't read it.
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When you see that you no longer owe anymore posts and have nothing to write *insanity ensues* Aaaaah!HSkjhaksjhdjf
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Hello all. I am an experienced writer who is writing my own fiction stories on the side. I can role play any genre. What I love most is being able to go-all-out when weaving tales with other writers. It just makes the story more interesting, so I can't wait to write with you. :)
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I'm interested in the Tombstone gang. :)
I'm going to model my guy off of Zangief or Bane.
I'm going to model my guy off of Zangief or Bane.
I'll be getting a SoF post out soon. Just making my rounds. :)
Temporary Name: Brett
Class: Healer
Occupation: Entertainer
Location: Started in the Waking Chamber and ends in Cafeteria
Tagging: NPCs
There was a soft humming, and then the sensation of a cold solid floor was felt along his back. He was lying down and his brows twitched before converging on his forehead. Slowly his eyelids cracked open and he squinted up at a dark ceiling. He was in a room…but why? Fingers twitched and eventually his body started to move as he turned onto his side and curled into a ball. The floor was lit beneath him. The blue runic circle reflecting in his coffee-bean eyes.
Where am I? it was the first question that entered his conscience. The young man laid there unmoving. His mind felt so empty. What else couldn’t he remember? What did he even know? He gently grasped his face and closed his eyes. The more he wondered, the more he got a headache. How could he think about what he didn’t know? He didn’t even know where to begin.
Ssss!
He glanced to the strange rectangular formation that had moved to present an opening in the square chamber. For a moment he stared at the opening, and then raised his head as he noticed several other beings just like him lying about. Were they…dead? No; they must have been sleeping just as he had been. Why…no. He wasn’t going to question anymore. If he wanted answers, then he had to go find them.
Slowly and carefully, he rose off the floor to his feet and then glanced down to see that he was wearing nothing but white briefs. Blushing softly, he crossed his hands over his crotch and glancing at the others again, he cautiously started over to the door. He stopped next to it and tactfully peered around the corner to gaze down a lengthy and empty corridor. It had been plain just like the room, and it didn’t look too bad.
Stepping through the door, he ventured down the hall, glancing at his surroundings and then back at the room he left. He noticed at the end of his trip that there was going to be another door. He felt a little nervous for he didn’t know who or what might be on the other side, but he knew that he couldn’t just stay in that other room.
This…this is a dream, he figured. It just seemed too unreal.
He stopped before the second door, thinking that he could take a moment to summon his courage, when it slid open and a bright light assaulted his retinas. Hissing a little, he flinched and looked away, clapping his hands over his eyes. He had not been ready for that.
Hello?
There was a voice. It sounded like a woman. Lowering his hands, he squinted about, his vision blurry.
Please come over here, Sir.
He crept into the next room where—as his eyes adjusted—he saw several desks arranged in a circle and behind those desks were people—but not always as he noticed with the bunny woman. She gave him a friendly smile while he stared at her as though she had rabbit ears growing out of her head. She beckoned him closer and like a frightened animal, he ventured closer to her.
The rabbit woman giggled warmly. “You must have never seen a Lapine before. Hello there, my name is Sofia Keys, and I will be taking some information from you.”
“I’m sorry but…I think I might have lost my memory.”
Sofia simply nodded. “Mhm, that’s expected. What would you like to name yourself?”
He arched a brow. “Excuse me?”
Sofia cocked her head and smiled, her red eyes glimmering. “I need a name from you. You can simply make one up until you remember your real name.”
He felt silent as he contemplated something as simple as a name. “John” seemed too common. “I…suppose…Brett?”
“Mr. Brett,” Sofia echoed before she glanced down at a tablet and her slender fingers blurred as she tapped out his name and other information (mostly appearance) on a keyboard on the screen. When she was finished, she looked up with a smile and welcomed, “Hello Mr. Brett. Welcome to Alta. That is the name of our world.”
She then rose a little from her chair and waved her hand to the other stations. “Please proceed to the next station where our receptionists will continue to help you.”
Brett did as he was told going from one station to the next getting his vitals recorded in a machine and several other strange examinations of not just the body but the mind too. Eventually he was given a blue jumpsuit and some footwear and he wasted no time in getting dressed. He zipped it up to his neck and then zipped it down a little to below his collar. A receptionist pointed him in the direction of another door and curiously glancing back at the man who continued to point in the direction where he needed to go, Brett followed his gesture over to the door. When the door opened, a wave of heat and delicious smells washed into him. Closing his eyes, he couldn’t help but inhale the pleasant aroma as a smile broadened on his face.
Not a dream…this is heaven, he thought.
His last instructions were simply just to eat and he didn’t find them hard to follow. There were several tables and chairs but…where was the food? He could smell it but didn’t see it anywhere. He wandered over to one of several screens and stared at it curiously. The language was…unlike anything he had ever seen before.
Blinking, Brett scratched his head. “I can’t read this.”
The text on the screen then suddenly changed to a language he could understand. The screen asked: What do you want to eat?
Can it understand me? Brett wondered before he answered: “…how about a hot dog?”
Suddenly, there was a whirring noise and the metal hatch beneath the screen opened as a burst of air shot through it, tossing up a plate with a hot dog and bun on it. The hatch had closed swiftly before the plate could fall back inside. Regarding the plain hot dog in surprise, Brett couldn’t help but grin.
“Well look at that,” he said impressed. He reached out to take the dog, feeling the warm fluffy bread and the heat pouring off the link. He took an inspecting bite out of it and he didn’t think he would ever stop smiling. For being a plain dog it tasted better than he thought it would. Cramming the rest of it in his mouth, he stammered through full cheeks:
“How about a bratwurst? Mustard; sautéed onions and green peppers…” He figured that he would have to be descriptive. The machine gave him exactly what he ordered and Brett couldn’t resist trying to come up with more things for the machine to purvey. It wasn’t long before he was taking a seat at one of the tables with a full tray of western-style food: cheeseburgers, fries, pizza, hot dogs, soda pop, and an apple just because he felt he might have been overdoing it with the junk food. He couldn’t understand why he was so hungry, but he was excited to dig in.
Bringing his hands together, Brett smiled as he wanted to pray…pray to who? He raised his bowed head to stare obliviously across the table. He couldn’t understand why he had wanted to do it. Whatever. He just happily dove into his meal.
Class: Healer
Occupation: Entertainer
Location: Started in the Waking Chamber and ends in Cafeteria
Tagging: NPCs
There was a soft humming, and then the sensation of a cold solid floor was felt along his back. He was lying down and his brows twitched before converging on his forehead. Slowly his eyelids cracked open and he squinted up at a dark ceiling. He was in a room…but why? Fingers twitched and eventually his body started to move as he turned onto his side and curled into a ball. The floor was lit beneath him. The blue runic circle reflecting in his coffee-bean eyes.
Where am I? it was the first question that entered his conscience. The young man laid there unmoving. His mind felt so empty. What else couldn’t he remember? What did he even know? He gently grasped his face and closed his eyes. The more he wondered, the more he got a headache. How could he think about what he didn’t know? He didn’t even know where to begin.
Ssss!
He glanced to the strange rectangular formation that had moved to present an opening in the square chamber. For a moment he stared at the opening, and then raised his head as he noticed several other beings just like him lying about. Were they…dead? No; they must have been sleeping just as he had been. Why…no. He wasn’t going to question anymore. If he wanted answers, then he had to go find them.
Slowly and carefully, he rose off the floor to his feet and then glanced down to see that he was wearing nothing but white briefs. Blushing softly, he crossed his hands over his crotch and glancing at the others again, he cautiously started over to the door. He stopped next to it and tactfully peered around the corner to gaze down a lengthy and empty corridor. It had been plain just like the room, and it didn’t look too bad.
Stepping through the door, he ventured down the hall, glancing at his surroundings and then back at the room he left. He noticed at the end of his trip that there was going to be another door. He felt a little nervous for he didn’t know who or what might be on the other side, but he knew that he couldn’t just stay in that other room.
This…this is a dream, he figured. It just seemed too unreal.
He stopped before the second door, thinking that he could take a moment to summon his courage, when it slid open and a bright light assaulted his retinas. Hissing a little, he flinched and looked away, clapping his hands over his eyes. He had not been ready for that.
Hello?
There was a voice. It sounded like a woman. Lowering his hands, he squinted about, his vision blurry.
Please come over here, Sir.
He crept into the next room where—as his eyes adjusted—he saw several desks arranged in a circle and behind those desks were people—but not always as he noticed with the bunny woman. She gave him a friendly smile while he stared at her as though she had rabbit ears growing out of her head. She beckoned him closer and like a frightened animal, he ventured closer to her.
The rabbit woman giggled warmly. “You must have never seen a Lapine before. Hello there, my name is Sofia Keys, and I will be taking some information from you.”
“I’m sorry but…I think I might have lost my memory.”
Sofia simply nodded. “Mhm, that’s expected. What would you like to name yourself?”
He arched a brow. “Excuse me?”
Sofia cocked her head and smiled, her red eyes glimmering. “I need a name from you. You can simply make one up until you remember your real name.”
He felt silent as he contemplated something as simple as a name. “John” seemed too common. “I…suppose…Brett?”
“Mr. Brett,” Sofia echoed before she glanced down at a tablet and her slender fingers blurred as she tapped out his name and other information (mostly appearance) on a keyboard on the screen. When she was finished, she looked up with a smile and welcomed, “Hello Mr. Brett. Welcome to Alta. That is the name of our world.”
She then rose a little from her chair and waved her hand to the other stations. “Please proceed to the next station where our receptionists will continue to help you.”
Brett did as he was told going from one station to the next getting his vitals recorded in a machine and several other strange examinations of not just the body but the mind too. Eventually he was given a blue jumpsuit and some footwear and he wasted no time in getting dressed. He zipped it up to his neck and then zipped it down a little to below his collar. A receptionist pointed him in the direction of another door and curiously glancing back at the man who continued to point in the direction where he needed to go, Brett followed his gesture over to the door. When the door opened, a wave of heat and delicious smells washed into him. Closing his eyes, he couldn’t help but inhale the pleasant aroma as a smile broadened on his face.
Not a dream…this is heaven, he thought.
His last instructions were simply just to eat and he didn’t find them hard to follow. There were several tables and chairs but…where was the food? He could smell it but didn’t see it anywhere. He wandered over to one of several screens and stared at it curiously. The language was…unlike anything he had ever seen before.
Blinking, Brett scratched his head. “I can’t read this.”
The text on the screen then suddenly changed to a language he could understand. The screen asked: What do you want to eat?
Can it understand me? Brett wondered before he answered: “…how about a hot dog?”
Suddenly, there was a whirring noise and the metal hatch beneath the screen opened as a burst of air shot through it, tossing up a plate with a hot dog and bun on it. The hatch had closed swiftly before the plate could fall back inside. Regarding the plain hot dog in surprise, Brett couldn’t help but grin.
“Well look at that,” he said impressed. He reached out to take the dog, feeling the warm fluffy bread and the heat pouring off the link. He took an inspecting bite out of it and he didn’t think he would ever stop smiling. For being a plain dog it tasted better than he thought it would. Cramming the rest of it in his mouth, he stammered through full cheeks:
“How about a bratwurst? Mustard; sautéed onions and green peppers…” He figured that he would have to be descriptive. The machine gave him exactly what he ordered and Brett couldn’t resist trying to come up with more things for the machine to purvey. It wasn’t long before he was taking a seat at one of the tables with a full tray of western-style food: cheeseburgers, fries, pizza, hot dogs, soda pop, and an apple just because he felt he might have been overdoing it with the junk food. He couldn’t understand why he was so hungry, but he was excited to dig in.
Bringing his hands together, Brett smiled as he wanted to pray…pray to who? He raised his bowed head to stare obliviously across the table. He couldn’t understand why he had wanted to do it. Whatever. He just happily dove into his meal.
Resident Evil Verse- Compound
Mentioned: @VitaVitaAR @Raineh Daze @PKMNB0Y
You really think we’re going to keep money on hand in the middle of an apocalyptic crisis? Where would we keep it in the first place? And why would we keep it instead of using the area to store something more practical?
Sol narrowed his eyes at the girl and her whining. “Shit, if I knew you were gonna whine about it…I’m not your accountant, how am I supposed to know?”
Claire then coldly turned to regard the other heroes, leaving Sol hanging on the deal. The mercenary stared at her speechlessly.
Did she just ignore me? he wondered.
Goldilocks (you have been nicknamed) then laughed at him in a rather condescending manner.
The entire reason we’re here is to help with things like this, Goldibanne thinks it’s awfully rude to demand money~
Sol cocked his lip dismissively at the weird doll girl. “If it bothers you girl, then how ‘bout you mind your damn business? I never said I was a nice guy. I am Sol Bad Guy. It’s in my last name.”
Figuring that he wasn’t going to get cash out of the mission, he tilted his head to the side and an irritable hiss escaped from between his teeth. “Shit…all right. I’ll help you with your problem, but I’m calling this a loan. I’ll be charging interest until you pay me back. A big tough guy like me has to eat and I got my own bills to pay.”
Claire then was on the phone and Sol eavesdropped on her conversation. It was something about an armed and crazy son of a gun.
Should we look into it, or do you want to deal with it? You can deal with the infected fine, but I’m not sure how well you can handle a possibly-crazed armed lunatic…
“That’s basically what I am, so I don’t see how dealing with another one would be that big of a deal.”
When doll girl chimed in: Goldibanne can solve that problem…
Sol peered over his shoulder to watch her twirl and dance away. “It’s better she goes. I would have just added psycho to your tab.” (talking to Claire)
Aidan Diavol
@Leaves@Eklispe@Kejmur
Quest List
- Rats
- Simon Times
So I have no idea who any of you are…
I just told you who I am, Aidan thought irritably. No surprise that the one self-proclaiming leadership was a dunce. The swordsman kept his thoughts to himself and remained silent through his spiel.
…but I think we’re all in the same boat here, but I think we should all stick together. And uh…The dog can go with whoever I guess. And let’s all…
There wasn’t much room for actual conversation before the guy started walking off to do his own thing. Aidan looked back at the golden retriever, giving the dog a blank stare...okay.
The three-eyed, blue-haired man had taken them to a fort of some sort that he called "Center Forest." Aidan glanced up at the blue sky—curious if it had actually been in the center of the woods. The tour was simple—simple because Center Forest didn’t have much infrastructure.
The swordsman scratched his head with the butt of his Shinai and mused, Well, the jobs board is…familiar at least. The old questing game.
Walking over to the board, he started from the very top and his silver dollar orbs gradually motioned down the posters.
Aidan passed his second sword into his other hand and reached up to tear the rat quest from the board.
This one seems easy enough, he figured. He then continued reading before he grasped the second mission. Simon Times…I am eager to test out my skills. These bamboo swords should be sufficient. If I need anything else, then I’ll improvise.
Pocketing the posters, Aidan had started off to Matilda’s house to go squash some rats for the girl.
Update! DJ Atomik got back with me so we'll have 8 players.
Defender 2
Ranger 1
Warrior 2
Lancer 0
Mage 1
Healer 1
We have 6 males and 2 females. Sorry ladies. I'm not too caring about the male to female ratio since I expect this to become a big game in the future. And also, when writers are allowed second characters it could balance itself out. But yeah, this is the roster currently. Good game so far. :)
Defender 2
Ranger 1
Warrior 2
Lancer 0
Mage 1
Healer 1
We have 6 males and 2 females. Sorry ladies. I'm not too caring about the male to female ratio since I expect this to become a big game in the future. And also, when writers are allowed second characters it could balance itself out. But yeah, this is the roster currently. Good game so far. :)
@Bigg Slamm @Zran @Lunar @Player 2 @Framing A Moose @Nightwing95
All right; so I haven't heard much from DJ and Zran gave us the green light to go ahead and he'll join when he gets around to it. Everyone is free to post their introductions at this time in the IC.
Think of your character being depowered until he or she is able to remember his or her name, which will awaken their powers. BUT, that won't happen until nearing the end of this chapter.
All characters should wake up, lah-dee-dah through the in-processing, and get some grub in the cafeteria. I highly encourage everyone to try and interact. Sit near each other, create small talk in line, just go ahead and get your feet wet.
No sitting in the shadows, sitting in the table way in the back, as far as you all know you're all in the same boat. Once everyone has posted, I'll give you guys room to chit-chat and small talk, and then I'll post the Aegis Director and all the other important people. They will brief you more about what you guys don't currently know. You see that? I was holding off on the rest of the game info so that you guys can learn about it in-game. So these briefs are actually important. ;D
But yeah, overall, enjoy the game and make what you can of it. I can only do so much. Once you guys start making friends with each other, I recommend using the OOC to write up relations.
Some of you will be friends, rivals, and hopefully not enemies. :)
All right; so I haven't heard much from DJ and Zran gave us the green light to go ahead and he'll join when he gets around to it. Everyone is free to post their introductions at this time in the IC.
Think of your character being depowered until he or she is able to remember his or her name, which will awaken their powers. BUT, that won't happen until nearing the end of this chapter.
All characters should wake up, lah-dee-dah through the in-processing, and get some grub in the cafeteria. I highly encourage everyone to try and interact. Sit near each other, create small talk in line, just go ahead and get your feet wet.
No sitting in the shadows, sitting in the table way in the back, as far as you all know you're all in the same boat. Once everyone has posted, I'll give you guys room to chit-chat and small talk, and then I'll post the Aegis Director and all the other important people. They will brief you more about what you guys don't currently know. You see that? I was holding off on the rest of the game info so that you guys can learn about it in-game. So these briefs are actually important. ;D
But yeah, overall, enjoy the game and make what you can of it. I can only do so much. Once you guys start making friends with each other, I recommend using the OOC to write up relations.
Some of you will be friends, rivals, and hopefully not enemies. :)
Wtf? It was probably the damn server crashing when I would submit it!
And that my friends is why this game is broken into chapters! Lol
And that my friends is why this game is broken into chapters! Lol
The site is spazzing out, but I finally got my healer character posted :)
It couldn't stop me from posting it! *shakes fist*
It couldn't stop me from posting it! *shakes fist*
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