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Glad you could make it, Jackie! ^^ Sorry I forgot to hunt you down like I promised last night, but it looks like you found this place easily enough without me.
“I-I…” Daniel stuttered, feeling worse and worse about the situation every second. It was bad enough to have seen so many horrible things – even death – happen around him that day, but for something to happen specifically because of his own meddling, to a girl that young, lying in her own father’s arms… he could hardly bear the thought. “I-I really do feel horrible…” he barely managed to say, tears welling up in his eyes from all the stress and overbearing guilt. “I mean, if there’s anything, absolutely anything I can do, then…” He realized his words probably meant very little, but he still couldn’t help but search desperately for some way to help. This girl had to be ok, she just had to…
“R-right…” Kate muttered, running her fingers over Liz and Patty. They did feel… less plastic, than they did yesterday. For sure. “I’ll… keep that in mind.” She replied, almost trembling. Everything was just too much to take in. People losing their minds, potentially their lives if the scene in front of her meant anything, suddenly being able to see souls… and if weapons were becoming real, that brought up a whole new concern. “In that case…” she spoke up again, clearly nervous. “...What if said guns were, hypothetically, living things?”
“R-right…” Kate muttered, running her fingers over Liz and Patty. They did feel… less plastic, than they did yesterday. For sure. “I’ll… keep that in mind.” She replied, almost trembling. Everything was just too much to take in. People losing their minds, potentially their lives if the scene in front of her meant anything, suddenly being able to see souls… and if weapons were becoming real, that brought up a whole new concern. “In that case…” she spoke up again, clearly nervous. “...What if said guns were, hypothetically, living things?”
Muse kept his eyes locked on Orb as the roleplayer repeated his previous question. For just a moment, Muse’s expression remained relatively serious and flat. “I’m not an admin.” He replied plainly, before turning to Nautilus.
“Ah, yes, time,” he replied, his energy and usual, quirky way of speaking returning. “That’s an interesting subject. Time’s not easy to keep track of here, you see, since time can flow at totally different rates simply depending on what setting you’re in. So I guess you could say that, compared to what you’re used to in your own world, time here is…” he took a moment to spin around, giving himself a completely new outfit and even a new face in the process, suddenly resembling a certain David Tennant, and giving himself a thick British accent to boot. “…more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-whimey stuff!” he finished, before bursting out laughing, changing back to his usual form just as quickly. “Oh, sorry, I’ve just always wanted an excuse to say that! Anyway, I guess the rate of time here really isn’t all that important – just the way you perceive it is.”
As Muse finished his explanation on time, he was surprised to see that a couple of his roleplaying companions had already gotten the hang of augmenting their reality – one of them already practicing transformation and the other designing a new character for himself. “Well… I’m impressed!” he exclaimed. “Didn’t expect any of you to pick up on that sort of skill this quickly.” He told them, before turning to the others. “Ya see? All you have to do is accept that it’s possible. Hopefully seeing these two be able to pull it off so well will help you guys trust in yourselves and be able to do it, too.” He grinned.
As the conversation continued, the desire to reach the floating city above them seemed to become unanimous. “Well then, I guess that settles that.” Muse agreed, stepping back and giving himself some space before transforming into his dragon self again. He crouched down on the ground, allowing everyone to climb onto his back. As an afterthought, he modified his dragon body slightly so that a series of thin, spike-like ridges protruded from his back, but with enough room between them for people to sit. “These should give you something to hold onto.” He told them, hoping to provide as safe a ride as possible. “Although, I don’t have to be a dragon if you’d prefer something else. I could be a giant bird, maybe, or even a flying bison, but we might as well save experimentation for a later date.” He rambled. “Oh, and if any of you would rather try to fly up there on your own, feel free to give it a try.” He grinned.
A loud thud could be heard as the two roleplayers entered the cafeteria, followed by the sounds of muffled swearing. A keen eye would’ve spotted a head of violet hair under one of the cafeteria tables – a head in the process of being rubbed after its owner had so carelessly slammed it against the top of the table in surprise when a pair of characters entered the room. Wait no… those can’t be characters. the Godmodder thought to himself, peering through the space between the table and the benches to get a better look at them. Those… those must be my roleplayers! he exclaimed internally, before looking back down at the ground. “I guess that means you’re off the hook…” he whispered, glaring at a tiny spider on the floor in front of him. “I won’t tear your legs off one by one… for now.” He told the arachnid before worming his way out from under the table, looking at Rose and Leon with wide and curious eyes, his left-eye aura flickering energetically, half of his body still under the table. “Well hello there.” He greeted. “Sorry you had to catch me like this. I wasn’t expecting guests…”
“Ah, yes, time,” he replied, his energy and usual, quirky way of speaking returning. “That’s an interesting subject. Time’s not easy to keep track of here, you see, since time can flow at totally different rates simply depending on what setting you’re in. So I guess you could say that, compared to what you’re used to in your own world, time here is…” he took a moment to spin around, giving himself a completely new outfit and even a new face in the process, suddenly resembling a certain David Tennant, and giving himself a thick British accent to boot. “…more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-whimey stuff!” he finished, before bursting out laughing, changing back to his usual form just as quickly. “Oh, sorry, I’ve just always wanted an excuse to say that! Anyway, I guess the rate of time here really isn’t all that important – just the way you perceive it is.”
As Muse finished his explanation on time, he was surprised to see that a couple of his roleplaying companions had already gotten the hang of augmenting their reality – one of them already practicing transformation and the other designing a new character for himself. “Well… I’m impressed!” he exclaimed. “Didn’t expect any of you to pick up on that sort of skill this quickly.” He told them, before turning to the others. “Ya see? All you have to do is accept that it’s possible. Hopefully seeing these two be able to pull it off so well will help you guys trust in yourselves and be able to do it, too.” He grinned.
As the conversation continued, the desire to reach the floating city above them seemed to become unanimous. “Well then, I guess that settles that.” Muse agreed, stepping back and giving himself some space before transforming into his dragon self again. He crouched down on the ground, allowing everyone to climb onto his back. As an afterthought, he modified his dragon body slightly so that a series of thin, spike-like ridges protruded from his back, but with enough room between them for people to sit. “These should give you something to hold onto.” He told them, hoping to provide as safe a ride as possible. “Although, I don’t have to be a dragon if you’d prefer something else. I could be a giant bird, maybe, or even a flying bison, but we might as well save experimentation for a later date.” He rambled. “Oh, and if any of you would rather try to fly up there on your own, feel free to give it a try.” He grinned.
A loud thud could be heard as the two roleplayers entered the cafeteria, followed by the sounds of muffled swearing. A keen eye would’ve spotted a head of violet hair under one of the cafeteria tables – a head in the process of being rubbed after its owner had so carelessly slammed it against the top of the table in surprise when a pair of characters entered the room. Wait no… those can’t be characters. the Godmodder thought to himself, peering through the space between the table and the benches to get a better look at them. Those… those must be my roleplayers! he exclaimed internally, before looking back down at the ground. “I guess that means you’re off the hook…” he whispered, glaring at a tiny spider on the floor in front of him. “I won’t tear your legs off one by one… for now.” He told the arachnid before worming his way out from under the table, looking at Rose and Leon with wide and curious eyes, his left-eye aura flickering energetically, half of his body still under the table. “Well hello there.” He greeted. “Sorry you had to catch me like this. I wasn’t expecting guests…”
*whistles* ...More posts went up today than I thought. Maybe I'll see if I can scrape something together tonight...
nautilusmp said
The posters of the last 9 posts are all online. Will the RP begin to speed up?
Haha, I'm about due for a post I think. Sorry; today's been a crazy day. I'll try to get a post up tomorrow.
Well it is, at its simplest, a marketing strategy.
Video games are stereotypically "a guy thing", and what tends to get guys' attention? Attractive women.
And whether it's a matter of these marketing techniques actually working or just the fact that they're impossible to avoid now, these games sell. And that encourages game developers to keep going with it.
So really I think the biggest thing that would need to change is for the game industry to acknowledge that there are more female gamers out there than they think. The only games I ever really see marketed towards females are kids' games, so the "hardcore" gamers are still primarily male, in the eyes of the developers. Bringing more female gamers of that age to their attention might make them change their portrayal of women a little.
Video games are stereotypically "a guy thing", and what tends to get guys' attention? Attractive women.
And whether it's a matter of these marketing techniques actually working or just the fact that they're impossible to avoid now, these games sell. And that encourages game developers to keep going with it.
So really I think the biggest thing that would need to change is for the game industry to acknowledge that there are more female gamers out there than they think. The only games I ever really see marketed towards females are kids' games, so the "hardcore" gamers are still primarily male, in the eyes of the developers. Bringing more female gamers of that age to their attention might make them change their portrayal of women a little.
Just checked the stream. They're still in Celadon. I think they're trying to get into the Rocket hideout right now, but they can't seem to get through the door.
if you ask Knives, they're just not dying fast enough.
Plus, when they kill each other, Vash really can't hold himself viable for that. So Knives likes to cause all sorts of chaos himself so that Vash does have something to blame himself for, cuz he kind of likes to torment him.
Plus they did manage to last like 100 years, and I think their numbers grew in that span of time since there weren't that many survivors initially.
Plus, when they kill each other, Vash really can't hold himself viable for that. So Knives likes to cause all sorts of chaos himself so that Vash does have something to blame himself for, cuz he kind of likes to torment him.
Plus they did manage to last like 100 years, and I think their numbers grew in that span of time since there weren't that many survivors initially.
Evilorber said
Couple pages in, although, and I don't want to be offensive, but they did seem to be artificially lengthened, like including pointless details such as how the counter the character walked by to get to a car gleamed with the sun as it slowly rose in the morning light, wile the rain reflected whatever, the characters mellow face. Something like that. I still feel my posts aren't long enough, but I do not want to artificially lengthen them. Please, if you want more or less of me, just ask.
Again, I never did, nor will I probably ever, ask. *shrugs* Nearly everyone's posts are well into Advanced standards already. Plus, like I said, I hardly care about post lengths to begin with and will join a roleplay from really any section. I just place my own in Casual because they get the biggest audience that way.
Evilorber said
Most ones I saw where...Uhh...Well like, 12 Paragraphs per post.Now, after thinking about it for a bit, maybe it's just kind of a cycle. Longer posts = More to react to = Longer posts.
That's really the reason why all roleplay posts reach the length they do, unless the GM is pushing for more/less.
'Tis the reason why this RP's posts are almost all Advanced-level. I never told anyone they had to post that much; it just sort of evolved that way.
And I've been in plenty of Advanced RP's that didn't have Godzilla-size standards. Did you try looking past the first page or so? The beginnings to every roleplay usually have longer posts to start with, since everyone needs to get their intros in. Things tend to mellow out once the story gets going. How far did you look?
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