Kaga

Welcome Back to the Guild

Muse listened carefully to John’s words, before a look of confusion and concern swept across his face as the roleplayer’s explanation continued. Muse had experienced the death of many roleplays. It was a natural occurrence in this world – much like death itself is always a natural thing, but this… this wasn’t right. The way John described everything… felt very off. “Wait a minute,” Muse stopped him. “How do you know they’re dead? Were there… corpses?”

He rushed into the other room, where the tragedy had supposedly happened. Sure enough, John’s puppet character lied there. Instinctively, he crouched down to examine the corpse further, but, well, hard to infer anything from a puppet corpse. Points for originality, I suppose. Regardless, Muse stood up again and turned to face John. “This isn’t right.” He told him, his upbeat expression from just a few minutes ago now gone. “The death of a roleplay isn’t like the death of a person or character. Roleplays die a silent, unnoticed death. As they stop receiving the fuel of player effort and creativity, they simply… fade. First you stop noticing them, and before long, they’re just… gone, without a trace, as if they never existed. Like… like the torches from Shakugan no Shana, or victims of the crack in the universe from Doctor Who. They’re just… erased.” Muse explained. “So this? This isn’t the result of roleplay death. Someone else was here. And I think I know who…” he trailed off. Can’t believe he’d go through really any means to ‘cleanse’ this place of all its original inhabitants…

He then shook the concern from his face, suppressing it just for a bit. “But,” he spoke up again, trying to bring a pleasant smile to his face. “But, you know what this means?” he asked rhetorically. “All is not lost. Your roleplay’s not really dead.” He told John. “Besides, if I had to guess, I’d say you’re the GM, right? That puts you in control. You could easily bring life back to this place, just like GM’s are always doing. You could reboot the idea, if you like, or channel your inner Moffat and find an excuse to bring all these characters back to life – or, if you want to know the simplest way – you could just change back everything that just happened, because you’re the GM. And you don’t have to play by the rules of some Godmodder who made a mess of things.” He grinned, before growing slightly serious again. “Unfortunately though, it’ll probably be a good idea to wait on that. First, there are a lot of other roleplayers like you running around here, and I have a feeling not all of them landed in a place where their biggest concern would be hypothermia from the cold. There are some scary premises out there – zombie roleplays, alien invasion roleplays, Attack on Titan roleplays… You’d agree that saving the RPers like you comes first, right?”

Welcome Back to the Guild

Neobullseye said
And then the Godmodder got hit by a rock that randomly fell from the sky, killing him instantly due to smashing his skull. The end,victory is ours! :P

HylianRose said
Lulzwat.

Neobullseye said
In frustration, he threw away the stone he was holding, sending it flying over the edge of the floating island and down towards a certain watery area -- one that happened to have a wyvern rider hovering in it.

Just waiting for Asterisk before I can post as Godmodder. ^^"

Rate the Signature Above You

9/10

Made me grin.

Ready to cringe and/or punch your computer?

KuroTenshi said
Kind of sucks because fedora's are a nice style of hat :/

Right? I have lots of genuinely nice friends that wear fedoras. They really do look nice.

One could say... fedorable. :3

Dependent personality problems ugh!

I feel like most people are like this. It's practically human nature to be afraid of other people judging you (why do you think the fear of public speaking is so common?) and everyone feels more comfortable when they have friends around. I'd hardly call it a "dependent personality problem" - that almost sounds like some kind of disorder. Really it's just a problem with how the average human is wired - nothing to stress about.

So just remember if you meet a stranger and you're sort of awkward standing next to them, bear in mind that they just might be feeling the exact same way. You're not alone in this.

Guys now that it's Guild - The Sequel... all the banned people can come back.

K-97 said
And yet Warman still isn't here. I really wanted to see him in action as I could only see the aftermath through Aza's sig.

No, you really don't want Warman here.

I JUST found out that tomorrow is Superbowl Sunday.

K-97 said
I'm not into this because I'm not American but what I do enjoy is watching the Superbowl advertisements on Youtube. Am I not the best consumer?

Well, everyone enjoys that.

Even I watch the Superbowl commercials.

What's crazy though is that this year I've been seeing a lot of commercials for the Superbowl commercials... that's new.

Spooky

Card said
Now that's spooky.

Not sure if you're referring to the thought of someone having firsthand experience with this or the typo I'm just now noticing.

Spooky

ImANargleHunter said
A reddit link, I think.

Nah someone posted about some kind of fisthand experience with a kid who had a creepy imaginary friend.

I don't remember who.

Regardless - I really need to turn this into an RP somehow.

I JUST found out that tomorrow is Superbowl Sunday.

Jorick said
I didn't know until Thursday night, and that only because my mother was talking about the work party she was going to. I don't pay much attention to the realm of sportsball.

Well clearly neither do I.

But I'm usually aware of when the Superbowl is just cuz of the talk I hear.

So I was wondering just how far under a rock I must live to have almost completely missed this.