Holy Soldier

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day 3 - Evening
Location: Forest of Skyrim
Tag: @Mattchstick@DracoLunaris@Zarkun@Lugubrious
Word Count: 612

As you wish, Boss.

Mr. President looked over at Azura with a plain look. What a bitch… he thought. Whatever. It’s not like I’m not used to those types of women. Back on the ship, he sometimes felt as though he was surrounded by hot bitches. The girly-guy kid (he started talking)—a guy—introduced himself as Vent and that he was some sort of Model. His explanation made Mr. President raise a hand to grasp his chin as he frowned at him as though trying to decipher him. “Your explanation…I don’t know why. The double megamerging made me think of…” he lowered his hand from his chin and waved it off. “Shit, never mind. You had me thinking you were some weird Japanese fetish sex doll or something. So a ‘Megaman’ got it.” Whatever that was. He was sure he would find out soon.

The boss looked to the red robot next as she explained several similarities to his own situation. “Captain Piper…” he said her name as though getting a feel for it. “I would have never guessed you to be a femmebot until you said something.”

He looked at her weapons, and then the furnace in her chest (good thing she didn’t have breasts). He pointed at it. “I assume that works like a boiler or something. Try to keep that thing hot.”

Finally, was a man who seemed like someone who he could relate to. He looked like someone from the same planet as him. A soldier. When he introduced himself with a very Russian name, Boss smirked in amusement. The fact that he was Russian wasn’t what was amusing but how he was still up-tight even after crossing dimensions. XCOM? He had never heard of it. Everyone was from a different universe no matter how human they seemed.

Boss made a down motion with his hand. “Hey, chill. I may have formally been Commander in Chief but I’m not no more (not until we find a new planet to call Earth!) You’re a soldier-medic. Got it.”

He then started with Azura, pointing at her before motioning along: “Spear Babe, Megaman (more like Megaboy), Robogirl, and Russian dude. Got it. Great. With this team in this backwater medieval world, this mission should be cake.”

Hearing the snow crunching some ways behind him, Boss turned around to see a medieval-looking man in fur approach. He gave them all a look until he happened to gaze on one of them that looked like made him near shit his pants. Boss glanced over his shoulder, following the scout’s eyes to Captain Piper. A second after, the scout was running away exclaiming about the enemy. Boss blinked in confusion.

“Does he mean us?” he thought aloud in confusion. He then looked back at Captain Piper, and then at the scout who was running away. Then back again. “Hey, I don’t know what he saw, but whatever it is, don’t pay him any mind. You’re…” He looked her up and down and made a face. Nah; he wouldn’t tap it. “You’re…great…don’t worry about him.”

As Mr. President faced the path once more, his expression practically dropped at the barbarian soldiers charging toward them. “You gotta be fucking kidding me…” he grumbled. “Wasn’t this guy expecting us?”

Boss narrowed his eyes and brought his hands together giving them a few cracks. He then said over his shoulder to his team, “Let’s kick their asses. Maybe that’ll get it through their cavemen skulls not to fuck with The Sai—eeeh~……I mean…with uh…We needa’ group name. How about the uh…”

He turned around to look over his team again, “How about the Motley Crew?”

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Skyrim Transition
Tagging: @Mattchstick@Zarkun@DracoLunaris@Lugubrious

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While the mysterious visitors were warping in and gathering, a sentry in one of the four towers guarding the wooden camp watched from a distance. Were there wizards gathering on the hill? He could hardly make out their forms. Maybe they were spies for the steel gods? The sentry turned and yelled down to the Nord guards below: “Wizards to the west!”

One of the guards sprinted for one of the various animal skin tents that covered the camp grounds. The tent had a pair of antlers above it, marking it as the leader’s camp. The Nord barged in. Several men, one of them being Ulfirc Stormcloak himself looked up from a wooden table that had the map of Markarth stretched across it.

“Wizards are in the west!” the guard breathlessly reported.

Ulfric’s blonde brows furrowed with suspicion. “Wizards?”

He glanced to his two generals before he followed the guard back to the sentry tower. Climbing the wooden ladder, Ulfric joined the sentry and gazed up the path at a gathering of awkward and colorful bodies. They must have been the reinforcements he had called for. Why so little? He gazed down the ladder at the guard who stood below.

“Send a scout to bring them here before the enemy finds them,” he ordered.

The guard looked surprised. Weren’t they the enemy? He didn’t question his lord, however, and instead sought out a scout as he was commanded.

Ulfric watched the scout as he quickly raced up the path toward the suspected wizards. If they were with the enemy, then he would know if the scout didn’t safely return. As the scout approached the group, he stopped a few feet away, gawking at their various appearances. When he saw Captain Piper, the one who looked the most like a machine, his face paled and immediately he screamed, turned tail, and ran away.

“The enemy has come!” the scout shouted over and over.

Ulfric, hearing the scout’s distant shouts, scowled. He couldn’t believe that he was wrong. He faced his camp and bellowed, “The enemy is at our gates! Ready the archers! I want ten men to retrieve the scout and do battle with the enemy. The rest of you remain here and prepare to hold this camp with your lives!”

Leaving the wooden camp, came ten Nords wearing bear fur and brandishing weapons from claymores to axes. The scout was safely received and continued passed the group of warriors to safely make his return to camp. Within seconds, the group was to be confronted by Stormcloaks.

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XP INITIATED!

GM Note: XP has been initiated. Any actions or decisions your characters decide to make will affect the mission from this point on. Consequences can either be positive or negative. The results are only seen every GM post.

P.O.

If a player is inactive for more than 3 days without letting the GMs know of any delays, then the player can be skipped over on the 4th day. If a player does not wish to post, they can @Mention the GM and let the GM know he or she "Passes" on his or her turn.

P.O.: Mr. President, Azura, Vent, Captain Piper, and Ruben.

Persistent World

For a Persistent World to succeed, it must be moderated by a single person or group of people, who dictate universal rules and expectation (Usually it is just moderated by a moderator to make sure everyone is being respectful and following the site rules. You talk about a MV like the one I described would not exist, but it does. But seeing as it would require a ton of people to be interested in the idea, such as the existing one that is on Roleplay Gateway has over 100+ writers in it, it would most likely not survive on this site due to that lack thereof alone versus any of the other claims.). Self-regulation with multiple sets of rules does not work. It leads to imbalance and continuity disasters. One RPer might prefer playing real-world characters limited by their physical abilities, another might prefer playing a psychopathic human-killing demi-god. The interaction would be disastrous, as the first player would be forced to suddenly develop supreme powers or die (Or if that character comes from a modern fiction world, being friends with a space marine from another world, he can borrow technology to devise weapons that still have him as an average joe but now he can properly defend himself without having to make any drastic character changes at all. MV encourages writers to think outside the box because a MV RP is not a single RP, run under one setting, with one type of writer in it. It is a massive world where every genre coexists. The rules and regulations are decided by whatever country, faction, clan, etc. your character affiliates with. If they are lawless, then they are actually treated as such and can have WANTED posters placed on them, adding more genuine drama to the character type that writer is role playing. As mentioned before, if anything ever happened that you didn't want. Basic RP Etiquette; you have the right to tell the other player that you don't want to RP whatever it is that was brought against you. Communication isn't difficult.), neither of which is even remotely fair to them. Just as RPGuild has a universal set of rules on site behavior and reporting, a PW must have universal rules on IC behavior. It also must have a story line of some kind that connects all of the worlds, so that players have objectives to complete if they run out of ones to make on their own. That requires a considerable amount of work for the GM(s), who would have to fully commit to it for, theoretically, eternity. (The IC universal rules would just be don't be a dick and always ask the other player for consent before attempting to intrude on their story. Plain and simple.)

It was said that "Multiverses...have no segregation when it comes to writing ability. Both the Free, Casual, and Advanced writers should be able to write in there without problem," but why? (I will tell you why. If I am role playing Emperor Blah Blah from the Blah Planet. If majority of the players who join my kingdom are Free-level writers, let's say 30, and the planet I wish to conquer only has 3 Advanced Players, I will easily be able to take that planet with my 30 free writers because I have actual morale. Of course, NPCs exist, but the players that will actually do the damage are the ones being PCed. They are the main characters not the NPCs. It's all about having bodies when it comes to planet versus planet and nation versus nation. Realistically, in actual MV wars, the Free players fight against the Free, Casual against the Casual, and instead of them being segregated into those categories, it is instead based on that individual player and the writing ability they have demonstrated. You could write 5 pages, but all of those pages could be absolute garbage. Instead of being labeled according to your writing level, you would just face someone who writes about the same level of quality. The reason why this site is broken up into sections is because it is NOT a MV and doesn't have one. It is instead to basically advertise the level (can't always say quality) of writing ability to be expected when looking for stories to join. If you join the MV, you'll be involved in numerous stories. Not just one. As many as you involve your character in. They'll never be bored because writers always have some situation going on.)There is really no point in a universe consisting of Free, Casual, and Advanced roleplayers. Each of them will stick to their own standard of posting, in the world that they built, with the rules and lore that they made up, which is the same as them being separated into subforums as the site already has. (They aren't separated because the MV brings all factions, kingdoms, planets, etc together. Always happens. They are making a faction for a reason. Usually to take out another. They aren't a group of friends who just want to write with themselves and nobody else. The MV doesn't influence those kinds of games. You want to do that then look at the "Free, Casual, and Advanced" section. Go RP with yourselves.) Besides, Holy Soldier has already demonstrated (and is actively demonstrating) that a Persistent World/Multiverse is totally viable as a standalone RP. (Although my game has multiple universes in it because it is taking place in a video game multiverse with a central hub for cross-dimension interaction, I still consider it a single game. It is not a real multiverse. What would make it a multiverse would be let's say another RP that was a multiverse of pure anime characters came over and now there are two games crossing. That would make it a multiverse. Now imagine more games interchanging plots and stories. That is a multiverse.)

It was also said that "The MV also provides a home for 'main characters' characters that writers create and cannot find a RP or seem to be able to make a RP where they will fit." (All characters you could ever create fit in the MV because the MV encompasses all possible genres. So MVs are the best place for main characters that don't fit anywhere else.) Not finding a RP or making an RP is the same problem whether it's a multiverse/PW or not. You'd have to either make or find a RP in the multiverse for that character. If they don't fit in any other RP, or in an RP made by the creator, they're not going to fit in the multiverse. (They'll fit because you basically are "jumping-into" a situation. MV is an open game.)

Not only that, but, while inactivity or players dropping out of an RP is inconvenient, characters dropping out of a persistent world multiverse is much worse. If two RPs succeed in overlapping, an inactive character negatively impacts both of them, and GMs will have to work together to decide what happens, rather than tending to their own RP. That's extra work that could be skipped by either RP being run independently with NPCs controlled by the GM. (This is only detrimental to a game with a single GM, single plot, single main character that everyone was riding on. The MV has multiple characters. If the player for Emperor Bob went AWOL IRL, he would be replaced by the next in line. The MV survives off player interest. If one character in an important position left the game, he would easily be replaced. Chances are his position was contested or his enemies were waiting for him to die or vanish so they can take over his empire. The story goes on. If he magically returned, Emperor Bob will have to reclaim his empire, which means a war and therefore, more story.)

Also, the current one is super dead, minus the aforementioned active roleplay. It is discouraging to see it at the top of the page, especially for new members who would see it before anything else and immediately be turned away by the lack of activity. It would benefit the site as a whole to at least move it, though removing it seems a better option.

@Mattchstick

I made my comments in yellow. In conclusion, as much as MVs do work on most sites, it requires player interest. If majority of the players are not interested in a MV and if the site isn't large enough to even have one that would succeed, then there doesn't need to be a MV.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Day/Time: Day Two - Evening
Location: Dream Land Arc
Tagging: @Etherean Fire@Zarkun@Guardian Angel Haruki@Leaves

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Inside the Butter Building, Fl. 4 to Fl. 3

The third floor was a dark chamber without a speck of light. Within it, the hard floors of the castle became soft grass and the air smelling of fresh-cut grass and soil. There was a breeze. Were they suddenly outdoors? It wasn’t until all the heroes had entered the chamber that the door and their only source of light vanished. On the third floor, the only sounds were the whispers of the grass being stroked by the breeze.

Well, well, well…if it ain’t those punks who broke into our king’s castle.

These guys don’t look so tough. I heard they made Marx look like nothin’.

He was nothin’, and if they think we’re gonna go down like him, then we’re about to make their life a living hell.

The light that appeared was sudden and blinding. It appeared in the sky, lighting the entire room and revealing it to be an open grassy plain. In the sky was a wickedly smirking sun, and next to him was a crescent moon.

“Shine!” the sun exclaimed.

The moon flew in front of the sun, casting the plain into darkness with only the silver light from his glowing form.

“Bright!” the moon exclaimed.

Mr. Shine and Mr. Bright

Mr. Shine scowled and then flew around him, flying down to gaze upon the heroes a little closely; and the closer the sun approached them, the hotter things became. Mr. Shine stopped at a distance that wouldn’t fry them and would either give them a tan or a horrible sunburn after. He continued to smile impishly down at the group as Mr. Bright flew next to him.

“I bet they can’t stand the heat,” Mr. Shine laughed.

Mr. Bright crossed his cartoony arms before his crescent-like shape. “The dark is scarier.”

“No; it’s not.”

“Yes; it is.”

Mr. Shine flew into Mr. Bright, their faces crashing against each other as they glared tensely into each other’s eyes.

“I bet you I’ll end these punks with a sneeze! I just need you to go away so I can do it!”

“How about you go away! I will slay them with my LUNAR BLADES (echo)!”

“Your blades are lame! They’ll see them coming a mile away.”

“Yeah, like your flame wave!”

The star and moon defensively separated and raised their fists in anger. The two were glaring harshly at each other.

“There’s only one way to settle this!” Mr. Bright growled.

The two fell silent and then thrust out their fists. Mr. Bright had paper and Mr. Shine had rock. Mr. Shine’s eyes widened. “No way! Best two out of three!”

“Nope! This first blood is mine. Get your ass back into the sky!”

Mr. Shine turned red for a moment before he growled and flew high into the sky to keep the room lit. As Mr. Shine distanced himself, Mr. Bright landed on the ground before the heroes, flexing his arms. “You punks came to the wrong floor!”

Mr. Bright leapt into the air and became a white razor-sharp wheel. He struck the floor and went rapidly rolling toward the group, his body sending severed grass blades flying whichever way.

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XP INITIATED!

GM Note: From here on out, all players will be required to keep track of their word count. XP will be awarded every GM post. Be sure to check the XP hider to see how much XP your character earned. Remember to keep your CSes updated. I have seen players slack in keeping their XP up-to-date and they have lost XP points because of it. I didn't take the XP away from them, they just didn't keep track of the XP on their own. It is YOUR responsibility if you want your character to level.

XP Awarded

Frisk 2

Alicia 1

Banjo & Kazooie 0

Cloud 1

P.O.

If a player is inactive for more than 3 days without letting the GMs know of any delays, then the player can be skipped over on the 4th day. If a player does not wish to post, they can Mention the GM and let the GM know he or she "Passes" on his or her turn.

P.O.: Frisk, Alicia Harnick, Banjo & Kazooie, and Cloud.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Level: 4
Day/Time: Day Two, Afternoon
Location: Headed to the 3rd floor with the group
Tag: @Guardian Angel Haruki@Zarkun@Leaves@Etherean Fire
Word Count: 403
Limit Break: 1/10

It was a touching conclusion to what could have been a violent altercation. Cloud was actually amazed that the would-have-been battle with the Senior Poppy Bros turned out to be a peaceful resolution. The ex-SOLDIER gazed upon Frisk differently. No longer did he see them as a child. Perhaps it was a good idea that they were a leader on this mission for if it had been his more violent teammates, then who knew how messy the situation would have been? Cloud walked over to Alicia and Frisk as the First Bro wept at their feet and begged for forgiveness. He was quiet throughout the exchange. All he did was listen until their pacifism resulted in the Senior Bros volunteering to get them passed the fourth floor. A small smile curved on Cloud’s face at that relief. They were closer and closer to the end.

The swordsman joined his group in following the bros to the fourth floor. He could smell salt and a dampness on the air. The sea? When an ocean actually appeared to be all the fourth floor was, his mouth dropped a little. If they hadn’t won the Bros’ favor, then the level would have been absolutely treacherous. Bursting from the water, a fat whale called “Fatty” (no kidding) soared over Cloud’s head. He watched the massive whale plunge into the water without even causing a tidal wave and then paddle over to them. They would have had to fight a whale? Was that a pipe!?

After barely any leg-pulling, or in Fatty’s case, fin-tugging, the whale agreed to let them all safely pass. Cloud closed his eyes again. They were just being spared a horrible situation one after the other.

“Frisk; I think I’m gonna have to buy you an ice cream after this,” Cloud told the kid leader.

However, the warning about the boss or more like “bosses” in the next room put the swordsman on edge. His relieved and happy expression sharpened with sternness. He didn’t like the sound of that warning. After the Poppy Bros thanked Frisk and the rest of Dedede’s goons bade them goodbye, as the group started walking, Cloud voiced his concern just as Frisk was getting excited: “Your pacifism may not work this time, Frisk.”

Alicia shared similar concerns. He agreed when she mentioned King Dedede and the virus he was infected with. “It’s true. You will have to be careful.”

The Seven Deadly Sins [LF Lust and Sloth]

@Loki OdinsonThis game moves as we do. So you're fine.

FF7: SOLDIER [Always Accepting More Creative Writers!]

Hey everyone,

I've been doing some cleaning of this game, getting rid of the inactive people. We're in need of a Turk Leader as well as just about anything. The story is growing and if you ever need a quick summary of events that can easily be done. The game hasn't gone too far but it's definitely about to take some unique turns for certain characters.

If you're interested in the game, you can read more about it here: roleplayerguild.com/topics/167095-ff7…

There's a lot of information but nothing complicated. Just make sure you're comfortable IRL and have time to patiently read through it all. It is very important information for you and if you need assistance, I or your fellow Rpers will happily assist you.

One group that's not mentioned character sheet options is AVALANCHE. I have wondered if people would be interested in playing characters of AVALANCHE. I hadn't received any takers in the past, and so currently, AVALANCHE is NPCed by the GM to include classic characters such as Jessie, Biggs, and Wedge. But if you are interested, please let me know.

Please click the link and voice your interest in the OOC of the main game. That way we're not going back and forth between here and there.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

You ever get that nagging feeling that your own pettiness for someone or their friends strips you of actually enjoying a RP and instead constantly find yourself divided between wanting to drop and staying because people are depending on you?

Like, I don't know what it is with me lately, but I've just been in possession of more salt than I have had in my 10 years of rping. It's honestly been killing my drive to roleplay as of late and the only things I've been able to write outside from the occasional post have been character sheets. Like, my characters heets have been great. It's just the actual post-writing and being involved in said roleplays that seem to be the fucking problem I haven't been able to talk to people about characters or anything because I'm just...dead? Idk, maybe that's not the right word. But my drive for certain RPs has been lacking severely and it's kind of driving me to a breaking point I didn't think existed.

Anyway, that's been on my mind, so respond to it or don't, but just needed to get it out.

As you guys were.

@Altered Tundra

I see this with a lot of people and that's not what RP is. What RP lacks now days (on Guild) is development between more than just GMs and co-GMs, but the players. You are all building the story and that interaction between characters is very important. Unfortunately, RPs on here have been only about gaining interest, players, and having absolutely no character interaction or story building. Or my favorite, when the Gm and co-GMs make the RP between themselves and everyone else is just "there."

These games go up one day and die the next. People need to slow down and actually care about the story they are planning to create. Even cycling through those people who are only there for the moment and not the long-term, helps the entire game. If you join or create a story that has a story that your players can contribute to and you monitor the quality of writers you have coming to your game because no offense, not all of them fit. Then your games will be more pleasant and shouldn't kill your mood. I have had to monitor my games and ever since I did, my games have been absolutely enjoyable and worth it. My players and I are all contributing to the story and we're just having a good time. Mind you, when I monitor, I am not denying these writers because I don't like them or for any non-RP reasons. I am denying their concept and even their writing style because it just simply doesn't fit the game. It is nothing personal or against them (though I'm sure they may take it that way even when I put a disclaimer out).

The petty shit that is prevalent on this site is not even a problem because it doesn't pour into my games. If there is a story you see that you like, then you should be able to join the game without a care of who is in it. The fact you let one writer or two kill your mood for enjoying a good story is a personal problem and it seems to only be killing your muse because it most definitely isn't bothering the people you have salt for. That is a waste of energy to me. That's like being a basketball player, loving basketball, and then not wanting to join the team because "so and so" is on the team. Very high school.

The Seven Deadly Sins [Recruiting Storyweavers! LF Lust and Sloth]

Hey all,

The story has started with the protagonist, Eve, encountering the Sins randomly throughout her journey. We are needing a Lust currently. Our Sloth is MIA, but I give writers 30 days before declaring their character dropped, but I will take note of potential interest in the Sloth role.

But currently, we need a Lust because that is an empty slot.

FF7: SOLDIER [Big Game - Always Accepting!]

GM

@Karl Kadaver@Renny@Sarcelle Renard

The Forgotten Capital

“Ho, ho, ho!” the old man laughed. It wasn’t condescending but full of intrigue. The boy’s tone was different. Did he believe him? Secretly, it seemed like his heart knew that what the old man said was true, but was he denying it? Demanding further information to back up a claim that he already suspected was probably true. “I know who employs you, boy. It is the very company that sucks the life out of the planet. The planet is alive. It is not just some rock. Gaea is a living creature. The lifestream is its blood. Does Shinra not teach you this?” He asked the question knowing the answer was “No.” Shinra wanted loyal SOLDIERS and keeping them ignorant to the world and their intentions made for loyal servants.

The old man drifted on his green orb closer to the waterfall. “I will tell you a secret, boy. It is strange, but I feel that I can trust you. This is an altar and this water is generated as a protective barrier by the planet itself. The white light you see is a powerful materia called Holy. This is the planet’s last line of defense if ever any harm were to come to it and Shinra wishes to take it and use it as a weapon.”

“I warn you. If Holy leaves this altar, then Gaea will awaken her antibodies…those being the Weapons. Did they at least teach you about the Weapons, boy?”

Meanwhile…

As SOLDIER 2nd Class Lapin attempted to contact HQ, a Turk appeared on the screen. “Hello Ms. Delacroix. I am here to inform you that Professor Hojo has left and is on his way to Bone Village. You and your subordinates are to standby until his arrival. As soon as he arrives, you and your team will be extracted from the premises.”