Yeah, that sounds like a good way to go about things. How many characters do you think feasible? 4 extras?
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...why is my youtube feed full of Jordan Peterson videos? I've never watched any of his shit
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I'll top the bill! I'll overkill! I have to find the will to carry on with the show! On with the show!
6 yrs ago
@Metadude Well, why not. If it works, it works.
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You also gotta remember partisan jokes only work for those on your side. Like if I make afor joke about the bloody Union, I'll get the support of my Northern friends but push away those Union folks.
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Ja, uff da. Ække godt det der
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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
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I don't know... type some letters. Form words! Yes, do that.
Alright. Sorry anyways, but we can now get our show rolling!
Maya Enilsdottir
Name
Maya Enilsdottir
Age
16
Class Year
4ᵀᴴ
Nationality
Monarchy of Telemarin
A nation well known for it's iron production and logging industry, protected by vast mountainranges and deep forests. A nation also known for poverty amongst the common people, debt and loansharks controlling large parts of the cities.
A nation well known for it's iron production and logging industry, protected by vast mountainranges and deep forests. A nation also known for poverty amongst the common people, debt and loansharks controlling large parts of the cities.
Appearance
Maya is a perfect specimen of a fragile-looking, porcelain-like person. Her body hardly breaks five feet four in size, and her limbs thin and weak. Being born and raised in a cold landscape with barely any sun breaking through the dense forests has left her with a pale, almost white, skin. And result of this is that she hides from the sun, simply because her skin is extremely prone to sunburns. Aside from this, the feature that helps build on this porcelain-like feature of her is her white, snow-like hair, seemingly so fragile just touching it will cause it to break apart or melt in your palms. Her face seems to be in a constant lack of expression, no happiness or sadness or any other emotion. As if it is completely stiff, as if she's a doll. Her deep, ocean-blue eyes is said to send shivers down the backs of any unfortunate to meet her gaze, the empty, cold harsh stare both beautiful and terrifying like that of a frozen tundra. However there definitely is signs of vanity in her, given that she seems to take care of her looks. Attempting to animate her face somewhat, she tends to use makeup of slightly more living colours despite not always making it perfect.
Background
Born to Enil Mengsson, the famous loanshark residing in the city of Skeihn, Maya's youth was one of both wealth and happiness. Maya knew little strife, little dissatisfaction as every day was a new experience. Be it a trip to the southern nations of Europa with her father, be it gifts from the common people seeking her father's affection or be it a new dish on her table. Growing up in a world where everyone considered her an equal even to the royal family, Maya's smile offered the plagued souls around her a moment of relief from their pain.
Well, that is until the revelation of what her father was. Maya was never a dumb child, but she was naive, truly naive. In her very early teens she began to understand exactly what type of work her father was doing, and the knowledge that she's living the good life and just riding whatever wave her father offered.. by sending others to the cauldrons and mines. She grew colder to her father, to her friends and to herself, she seemed to fall into a depression. And confronted with this, she figured that if she's going to accept living in luxury, she should have the title, the knowledge and the diploma stating her position. And thus, she convinced her father to send her to the Academy.
Well, that is until the revelation of what her father was. Maya was never a dumb child, but she was naive, truly naive. In her very early teens she began to understand exactly what type of work her father was doing, and the knowledge that she's living the good life and just riding whatever wave her father offered.. by sending others to the cauldrons and mines. She grew colder to her father, to her friends and to herself, she seemed to fall into a depression. And confronted with this, she figured that if she's going to accept living in luxury, she should have the title, the knowledge and the diploma stating her position. And thus, she convinced her father to send her to the Academy.
Affinities & Talents
Economy
Philosophy
Classical Literature
Philosophy
Classical Literature
Additional Information
Maya's frozen glare is well renowned around the entire school at this point, often dubbed the princess of ice given both her heritage in the cold landscape in the North, as well as the aforementioned gaze, it has been a title she's accepted. Despite her cold exterior and harsh words however, she's still one to take care of her friends. Indeed, her cold exterior is in strict opposition to her nervous mind.
Her right eye has a golden brand similar to a teardrop, barely visible unless you actually look into them
Her right eye has a golden brand similar to a teardrop, barely visible unless you actually look into them
Oh gosh. 8 days ago.
Araragi Mia
What a strange day to join Seireitei, what a strange day indeed. News of a serial killer seemed to increase the tensions in the room, and Mia herself found the thought to be rather amusing. A serial killer is a perfect way to test her tactical mind, a fine opponent indeed. She'd read that serial killers tend to hold themselves to prideful standards, using their wit to get around being caught. One could almost call them highly intelligent to the point that they have abolished their moral compass in pursuit of their goals. Not that she admired those murderers, she simply found them fascinating. A type of people that chose to abolish anything human in pursuit of greater good or greater evil. Just like those men she'd read about in stories.
Well, that was their first meeting. Short and concise, without anything of note for the privates to work with. Dull. No need for her to prove her mental superiority then. A sigh came from her lips before raising up on her feet, walking out of the place with her prideful, dignified steps. She walked much like a noble woman carrying food to husband and friends of his, a trait of old. A trait much different to the young man rushing out, something she imagined being a man that really had to take a dump. What a fool.
Once out of the barracks, she took a deep whif of the air before moving towards her quarters. She had no rush, no need to waste energy, simply walking as calm as a rosebed back.
@Artymis
Alrighty sounds good
Alrighty sounds good
So, is it gonna be long until we begin?
@KawaiiKyoukoI wouldn't have made that sample post quick. Prior to me starting this game, the players in this game had to go through a pretty rigorous review of their CSes and sample posts in order to get selected to be in this game. I don't approve everyone who applies. I only approve those who demonstrate they can post at the required level and demonstrate how well they can write their character or even carry a story. Your sample post does not show me those things, and therefore, I have to reject your CS. It is no offense. But I am running this game more strictly than my others.
Hmm.. oh well then. I'll form a better sample post later when I'm by a computer, I suppose.
[quote=@Holy Soldier]
@KawaiiKyoukoI recommend you refer to the IC and read about Fairy Island. I also need a writing sample from you involving the character you wish to play.
Right'o. I made some adjustments to the current thing, and added a quick sample post.
@KawaiiKyoukoI recommend you refer to the IC and read about Fairy Island. I also need a writing sample from you involving the character you wish to play.
Right'o. I made some adjustments to the current thing, and added a quick sample post.
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