Kuro

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Heyya, mods and admin team. Got a request for you!

In an RP I'm in, I use abbr tags to give heavily accented dialog a plain English translation because it's hard to understand. However! These tags can't be viewed on mobile. I've read that there might be a very small site code adjustment to address this issue. I'll let the site coders look into what would need to be done, specifically, if this is deemed worthy.

@CitrusArms

An easy work around this is to treat it like wikipedia. Use superscript/[sup] with a list below the post. I'm certain you could beautify it up a tad, but to give a rough example:

"Sumthin' like diss." ¹ He suggested.

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¹ "Something like this."

The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost.

AJ Beaufort

Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A

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AJ leaned into her mother's embrace, resting her head on her chest. The hug felt comforting despite the bloodshed, death and carnage that now surrounded them. She felt she could trust her mother's words, and it brought some ease that she sorely needed.

A knock then drew her attention elsewhere, away from her father. She glanced towards the door, and peeped through the small view hole. It was one of the other survivors—Kaitlyn, AJ could've sworn. Apparently some of them were planning on making a supply run into the zombie-infested resort. AJ had half the mind to ask them if they could look for her father, but she felt hesitance in her throat. Was it fair to ask? More so, would they even entertain her request? AJ didn't want to see anyone get hurt looking for her father, no matter how much she wanted them to.

"Uhm," AJ awkwardly began, opening the door to the cabin. "My mom might know if we need anything."

She then turned to her mother.

"I'm... I'm going to go join them." AJ continued, referring to the soccer match outside the cabin. She wanted to give them some space; to allow the adults to talk. "I'll make sure to stay in sight, okay?"

Video Game Discussion: Part IV (The Gaming Industry in Decay Arc)

Continuing my playthrough of Resident Evil games while I wait for RE9 to come out this week.

The remake for RE2 is miles better than RE3. RE3 feels too linear compared to the exploration you had in RE2. Even Nemesis wasn't that much of an issue; his boss fights weren't too much of a challenge and I really only struggled during the chase scenes because dodging could be wildly inconsistent at times. Surprised they haven't fixed the camera angle issue where it hyperfocuses on Nemesis during his boss fights by now lol

Nice Systems

Hi fellow role-players, I'm Blade. The last time I role-played on a forum was back in the 2010s on a proboards site. Since then I've role-played outside of forums a few times and have rarely typed some very short stories. Recent events have encouraged me to give this another try, and I'm pleased to see that at least a few of these sites are active. After a day of browsing, I'm impressed by site features for threads such as tabs for characters and indications of availability.

My RP preference leans towards sci-fi and 19th century, with the two combining in steampunk.

@Blademusica76

A lot of those features are entirely custom made by @Mahz, the site owner. The guild largely runs off custom framework for the most part.

Welcome to the guild, btw.

Heroes Rise: Paragon City

Z E R O - Z E R O
Z E R O - Z E R O

Location: Financial District, Paragon City
Skills: N/A

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The robotic suit looked back at the teenager, as if it was considering the offer. What place could she possibly know of? She was simply a student. Was Madalyne going to suggest her parents' garage? Her school dormitory? You couldn't hide a towering exosuit there, much less an entire base of operations. But Nancy was out of options, and she did need to move. The Delgatos were bound to show up again once they learned their scouts were arrested. And while Nancy would've loved to give them a piece of her mind as well, now was an opportunity to retreat and lick her wounds.

"It'll take time," Nancy explained to Madalyne. She was in no condition to move just yet. "This building contains irreplaceable equipment I need to continue operating. Leaving it behind is out of the question."

Her sensors began to pick up radio chatter, alerting her to police presence. It would only be a matter of time before they would arrive to pick up the captured Delgato crooks.

"Once police take the Delgatos into their custody," She turned her attention back to the criminals whom were now relived that they weren't going to be vaporized. "Then I'll begin packing. I just hope whatever you have in mind is worth it."

The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost.

AJ Beaufort

Location: Beachside Cabin
Skills: N/A

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AJ had been on numerous vacations throughout her short sixteen years of life. Her family would travel to her grandparents for Christmas, and they often travelled to California to visit her aunt. It was something she often looked forward to. She loved to visit unfamiliar, strange or distant locales; places and experiences that she normally wouldn't get to have in her New Jersey hometown of Glen Rock.

So, when her parents broke the news that they were going to an island resort over the course of summer break, AJ had been practically clawing at the thought of summery tans and beachside relaxation. She watched the calendar like a hawk with each passing day, going over and over her list of things to bring to ensure she had absolutely everything she would need to party and enjoy her time on the island. It wasn't every day you could visit a fancy resort (even though her parents were the ones paying for it). AJ wanted everything to be absolutely perfect.

In another life, AJ would've been out on the beach, lounging away and sipping from a coconut drink right now. But like the other tourists on the island, AJ had her dreams ripped away from her. The carnage, the bloodshed—she couldn't shake the image out of her head. It came back like a recurring nightmare, haunting her dreams and thoughts. Gone were the ideals of a luxurious beach vacation. The only things that were on her mind now were staying alive, her parents, and getting off this hellscape of an island.

"Mom, she began, "do you think dad is okay?"

Her voice was unusually timid; a far cry from the typical extroverted happy go-lucky attitude she often had. She had stuck to her mother's side like glue since the incident. AJ didn't want to be alone, and she also didn't want to potentially lose another parent. They had been separated from her father following the chaos a month ago, and he had yet to surface alive or dead. AJ dearly hoped he was still alive, but with each passing day, she began to lose a little more faith.

She took off her ball cap, looking over the Brooklyn Nets logo that embroidered the front of the hat. It had been a gift from her father years ago; a time when better memories were to be had. A time when simply living hadn't been a matter of life or death.

"He has to be, right?" AJ continued, turning to her mother. "Dad's strong. If anyone could make it out there, it'd be him."

Resident Evil Outbreak: File #3

@Nallore do you know any alive one's similar to this?

@Jason Green

I don't think there are any RE RPs cooking right now on the guild. You might have to settle for a general zombie RP or make your own.

Video Game Discussion: Part IV (The Gaming Industry in Decay Arc)

Playing through RE2 again while we wait for RE9 to release this month. Mr. X is a safe room camping bitch 100%, dude has nothing better to do than loiter outside the safe rooms waiting for me to peek out lol

I suck ass at Deadlock

I love the style of Deadlock

One of these will either have me grinding until I'm good at it or simply admiring from afar. Not sure which yet.

@Fabricant451

mood af

I'm not a MOBA player (only MOBA I've played *for real* is Pokemon Unite on my phone), but Deadlock certainly has my attention. I don't play it that much though since Fortnite and Marvel Rivals have consumed most of my gaming time along with a touch of BF6.

The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost.

Gonna toss this thread a bump so it isn't lost in the sauce.

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