idlehands

Okay, no trolling in this thread.

Hellis said Don't trust him. Next thing you'll see is a bunch of tanks running over your cat.

No, not cats, he wouldn't smush cats. Maybe your dog.

Okay, no trolling in this thread.

She said no trolling.

I know it's bullshit

I wake up to something staring at me with golden eyes and sometimes it lays on my chest and makes these soft growling noises.

Darkness [idlehands x HeySeuss]

Paige watched him dash across the sand like a broken field runner, his legs and arms pumping rhythmically and within seconds he was out of the open stretch of beach and into the forest. She stayed quiet, moving toward the man slowly, trying not to disturb the plants around her that might give away her position to whoever was firing at him. She caught sight of him looking around and studied him a moment. He was very fit, tattooed and healthy looking, definitely a tourist as he lacked the menace of one of the mercenaries who often visited the resort town.

She brushed back the blonde strands that clung to her brow, damp with sweat from both the close humidity of the jungle and her fear. Her desire to run and find her way back to the Go Forth compound was great but she did not want to leave the man behind. Whoever was fighting seemed to be targeting him, whether because of who he was or just because he was not one of them remained to be seen.

"Hey..." she whispered, poking her head out from behind a palm tree. "Hey, you, come here."

Paige looked around nervously, wondering just how close the shooters were. She was also unsure just how far off the road they were, she had bolted and run from the helicopter and had made no mental note of what direction she had gone. If she had to wander around lost in the forest with a battle going on she did not want to do it alone. She thought briefly of the Land Cruiser, of her phone and the radio in it but it was likely burning to a crisp if the flames found the gas tank. No, there would be no going back that way, their best bet would be to find a village and hope they were friends of Pastor Dan's.

Gender Roles in Fantasy/Historic Roleplay, where to draw the line

I do a lot of historical RP, it's my favorite genre and while I can play male or female, I tend to prefer female characters. I try to keep the role historically accurate as possible, bearing in mind what culture and time period the story is set in. Currently I have a Viking age RP going and my main female character is strong, fiery and tough but she's no raider, nor does she walk around in armor. She use a spear to defend her home and children but is not an active warrior. Her strength lies in her cunning and character, the support she gives her husband who is a warrior and not in her own sword arm. It does not make her boring to play, in fact it's more entertaining because she does have limitations and working around those allows for more creativity than just striking it with an axe.

I don't see a problem with stretching it in a historical fantasy type RP, because it is fantasy. It would depend on the GM's rules and what the world lore allows.

As for gender ratio, it all depends on the circumstances. I like a realistic ratio, if its a war situation, there will be more men than women unless you're on the homefront where it is likely to be the opposite.

Darkness [idlehands x HeySeuss]

Working on a reply right now.

The Ocean Will Not Be Contained

Oh you brought out the pun husky, he makes it all so much better.

Darkness [idlehands x HeySeuss]

Excellent, I'll be able to get a reply tomorrow. Today I'm working with a lot of people around so I can't sit here and write.

The Ocean Will Not Be Contained

That was a terrible pun, mdk, even by my standards.

Loki's Laugh

Happy Birthday, Walrus