John Walrus III said
I will post soon! ...ish. First, I must study for finals. Meh.
Timing, eh? ^^" Sorry about that.
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Timing, eh? ^^" Sorry about that.
Asuterisuku said
I am going to borrow a setting I'm not actively taking part of in my first post, because frankly, I think it's amusing for a character who calls himself "Icarus" on internet forums to wake up on a "Daedalus" class ship.
There was never a requirement that you had to wake up in one of your own RP's. :P
Daniel shook his head, honestly trying to tune out anything Simon said about the wibbly-wobbly nature of time. He was unsure of how the conversation shifted to such a subject in the first place, but it was clear that the more he so much as tried to think about it, the more his head would throb and the more his inner Time Lord would struggle to get a word in. He actually found himself fighting back the urge, both as a Whovian and as the Doctor himself, to utter… that one line. “I’d actually… rather not think about it.” He finally told Simon. “The Doctor’s a… a time traveler, you know? He sees time in ways humans can’t even understand…” he trailed off as a surge of pain ran through his head again. “Hurts to try to understand…”
As he ascended the stairway, Daniel was a bit confused to feel a gust of wind coming in from the outside and, looking up, the outside sunlight, as well. Once he reached the top of the stairway, it was clear that the door had been broken into somehow. He cautiously walked outside and noticed Jonathan and one unfamiliar cosplayer, but before he could ask about her, the first question on his mind was, “…What happened to the door?”
As he ascended the stairway, Daniel was a bit confused to feel a gust of wind coming in from the outside and, looking up, the outside sunlight, as well. Once he reached the top of the stairway, it was clear that the door had been broken into somehow. He cautiously walked outside and noticed Jonathan and one unfamiliar cosplayer, but before he could ask about her, the first question on his mind was, “…What happened to the door?”
My best Guild dream was when I had admin powers and deleted Spam but then fearfully put it back before Contra could get online.
IC's begun! Brush up on the rules and dive right in!!
Need any help starting your first post, feel free to contact me. I recommend starting out with your character first appearing in the RP world in any setting of your choice, and then from there you can all seek out whichever other RPers are nearby. Remember - you don't have to seek out Muse right away. He'll get to all of you, but for now, just create little interaction circles amongst yourselves.
Need any help starting your first post, feel free to contact me. I recommend starting out with your character first appearing in the RP world in any setting of your choice, and then from there you can all seek out whichever other RPers are nearby. Remember - you don't have to seek out Muse right away. He'll get to all of you, but for now, just create little interaction circles amongst yourselves.
Muse sighed, running his fingers through his black hair as he trudged through the post-apocalyptic landscape of what was likely some sort of zombie roleplay – a fitting place to walk around and contemplate what to do next in a situation like this. He’d promised to take down the Godmodder, but what was he supposed to do? Run around and find as many roleplayers as possible, trying not to get them all killed. Worked out brilliantly last time…
He turned his head to the sound of distant moaning as a horde of slow-moving zombies approached him. Given everything that had happened lately, it was almost bitterly sweet to see a team of NPC’s still alive – or, well, you know. Still, danger of that kind meant he should probably quit sulking and begin his search; finding the next batch of ‘players’ would be the best place to start. A huge pair of black, feathered wings sprouted from his back as he prepared to take to the skies. Damn, I never even got the chance to teach the first batch how to do this. Muse thought as he ascended upward. His own shapeshifting powers had kept him alive in this crazy world for who-knows how long, but before he could teach the roleplayers he’d previously met how to imitate his abilities, that godmodding bastard in a wolf skin showed up and tore the whole realm into pieces. Guess I goofed off for too long… he told himself. Things were so simple the first time around…
From his spot in the sky, Muse could see the landscape of the RP world below him. The old Guild, he remembered, was a conglomerate masterpiece of different worlds all lined up next to each other, with no clear boundaries separating one world from the next. The new Guild remained somewhat the same – except with huge tracts of dark nothingness marking the landscape like giant scars. Probably best to avoid those… Muse told himself, before his ears perked as he sensed roleplayers nearby. Heart racing, he nervously prepared to gather them all again. He couldn’t afford to make the same mistakes. Focus this time, Muse. Focus…
Meanwhile, a self-proclaimed admin spun happily on his swivel-chair as the glow from his giant, holographic monitor lit-up the almost demonic grin on his face. “Let the games begin!!”
He turned his head to the sound of distant moaning as a horde of slow-moving zombies approached him. Given everything that had happened lately, it was almost bitterly sweet to see a team of NPC’s still alive – or, well, you know. Still, danger of that kind meant he should probably quit sulking and begin his search; finding the next batch of ‘players’ would be the best place to start. A huge pair of black, feathered wings sprouted from his back as he prepared to take to the skies. Damn, I never even got the chance to teach the first batch how to do this. Muse thought as he ascended upward. His own shapeshifting powers had kept him alive in this crazy world for who-knows how long, but before he could teach the roleplayers he’d previously met how to imitate his abilities, that godmodding bastard in a wolf skin showed up and tore the whole realm into pieces. Guess I goofed off for too long… he told himself. Things were so simple the first time around…
From his spot in the sky, Muse could see the landscape of the RP world below him. The old Guild, he remembered, was a conglomerate masterpiece of different worlds all lined up next to each other, with no clear boundaries separating one world from the next. The new Guild remained somewhat the same – except with huge tracts of dark nothingness marking the landscape like giant scars. Probably best to avoid those… Muse told himself, before his ears perked as he sensed roleplayers nearby. Heart racing, he nervously prepared to gather them all again. He couldn’t afford to make the same mistakes. Focus this time, Muse. Focus…
Meanwhile, a self-proclaimed admin spun happily on his swivel-chair as the glow from his giant, holographic monitor lit-up the almost demonic grin on his face. “Let the games begin!!”
Evilorber said
Sorry about my delay on my CS, I have been really sick the past five days and that has seriously stopped any production around me. Gimme a 'lil more time. Sorry. >.<
I am working on the IC right now, but that's not the CS deadline. I promise you'll still get in even if the IC's technically already started.
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He looks so enthralled by whatever it is he's looking at.
He looks so enthralled by whatever it is he's looking at.
Antarctic Termite said
Well, I dreamed that all my characters got together in a hot tub and had a pool party once...
That sounds so much cooler than all my Guild dreams.
Kangaroo said
God you guys actually dream about the guild?
On occasion, yes.
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