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5 yrs ago
Current Happy International Women's Day to all the fabulous female Gm's and Rpers out there
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6 yrs ago
Bond, James Bond, 007. You can never be replaced and will be deeply missed sir. RIP Connery 😭
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6 yrs ago
Major Congrats to all my peeps in The Walking Dead - We have reached the 5 year strong milestone!!! HOLY SHIT!
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6 yrs ago
If things get real bad and you have to resort to cannibalism remember: Vegans first, they are the closest thing to grass fed.
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6 yrs ago
March didn't come in like a lion... It came in like a T-Rex with PMS, and hemorrhoids, wearing barbed wire undies....
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✾ 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚊
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I've been at this a long time and when I say a long time I mean a long long damn time. I started out with table top, ADnD, back in the 80's, then dived into others: Nightlife, Mage the Ascension, Shadow Run, HoL, etc. Moved onto Online in the 90's. I've been running various incarnations of a single RP group for twenty years now. Worked helping setting up, building, and/or admining/modding various RP forums over the years: Adventure Quest, Priston Tales, War Gods, etc. It's been a long road filled with ups and downs. I'm an evil GM, you've been warned.

Outside of RP, I am a mom. Yup, I've reproduced and there are little Lady A's running around plotting their own take over of the world. I am a published author and once upon a time an award winning poet. I've done a lot in my life. I haven't done as much as I would like. I've grown a lot. I have a lot more growing to do. I love to cook, baker by trade currently. I went to university and majored in Mathematics. I've programmed websites, worked as a model, worked as a 3d modeler. Shit, I even used to dance. And have been known to sing a bit. Jack of all trades. Master of like 3, lol.


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This is where I go into my personality. In the past I would normally make some self deprecating remark about how I am a bitch of a GM, pushing my rpers as hard as I push myself and so forth. Not anymore. People change, or perhaps they just come into their own. This can happen at any age. More than that it can happen several times over the course of your life as you discover and rediscover yourself. Everything happens for a reason, usually that reason is ones owns actions. Or inaction's. Right now, I am in a better place than I can remember being in the longest time. I am happy and at peace. I have no regrets. Maybe I should but I don't. I plan on keeping this peace I have found, I went far too long without it.

Currently I am enjoying several things. Some are things I have enjoyed most of my life: Coffee, chocolate, bacon, M*A*S*H. One isn't something I have enjoyed since I was seventeen: being clean and free of poisons in my system. It is beyond description and I love it: One-hundred and twenty days and counting. Music taste is shifting to more mood oriented than anything, strange I am finding a lot of newer Country I am enjoying and I have NEVER liked country. Watching things like Lark Rise to Candleford and being hooked to the point of reading the trilogy. Recently added yoga to my workouts and all I can say is, "Fuckmaste: the fucked up in me accepts the fucked up in you."

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The first step is scary.
Take it anyway.

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Responding to pm's and such, will post later on today. (Sorry was so tired yesterday didn't get much done.)


Kyra & Sana

Location: Standing over a mud drenched Cremwise
Interacting With: Yeah, peoples, and orcs, and whatever the fuck he is

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Sana perked a brow towards Keystone and smirked a bit. "Well, if you had given me an RSVP card to fill out I would have sent it ahead of us so you could have prepared enough but sadly you didn't, so lay the fault on yourself," she said as Kyra came over to Sana and grabbed her by the arm, spinning her around.

"Mind telling me what the hell is going on? You go to scout and you come back with a small army of orcs and a knife at your throat." It was obvious that Kyra was a bit miffed but her eyes were off Cremwise for the moment and the man scrambled to his feet. Slowly stepping over to Brezcar, rather putting himself in the line of them than the silver headed ranger.

"I see you found me, where have you been? I have been out on the road for days," Cremwise said as he tried to brush the mud off his clothing but it was stuck in the deep woven fabrics, completely ruin and it was obvious by the look on his face that he was not happy about that. Sana shook her head a bit as she witnessed his unapproval of Krya's and the rest of the groups actions.

"You had another mile to come before out meeting spot. It wasn't until we ran across Sana that I felt it would be best to come a little closer to the human's border." Brezcar was blunt in his voice and the way people were talking to each other it was obvious that Kyra was a bit confused. They were supposed to be in hostile territory, war broken out but the Orcs were not trying to attack them and Cremwise seemed to know them. Even Sana wasn't in her usual bows drawn and skull fucking people with her arrows.

"Would someone kindly explain to me what is going on." Kyra finally said speaking up.

"Forgive me, yes. Cremwise is one of mine. Hired to bring supplies for the war against the village. We cannot exactly count on sending our own kind through the borders without them being slaughtered. You know, it is bad enough your kind comes to raid out city and camps without provocation but to send undead along to do your dirty work. That is without honor," Brezcar stated as he crossed his arms over his chest. Kyra looked at him as if he had lost his mind the way her brows furrowed and her head cocked back suddenly.

"They aren't using undead...." Kyra finally piped in. The attacks on the village had been orcs and undead. The village was petrified, they had only one mage in the entire city and he didn't seem to be one that was in those particular arts. He was having too much fun drinking and dancing. He was too happy to be a necro, wasn't he?

"That's what I explained but I wasn't exactly sure since I moved through the town quickly to catch up with you. Convinced him to at least come and speak with you and the others.

"They are too! So many undead, graves dug up. The undead walk the streets of the city. I was lucky to get out of there alive," Cremwise said and Kyra let out a sharp breath. So that was why they thought that.

@Peaceless To quote my last post -

Though the doctor would find nothing on Jahosafat, there would not even be a file to access of him. What records he could find of Carla or Foy would be only what they had chosen to reveal before boarding; the simplest of things needed. The rest of the crew would be the standard files.
@MyZelda9 Okay, first thing - Stop and take a breath. Then ditch the I'm not good enough attitude. Everyone started off as crap, just depends on what age that was. The stuff I used to post when I started with online BB Rp's or Chat rooms back on WinMX and Prodigy... Omg... It made the Free Section look like Shakespeare.

It does take time to get better but surprisingly it doesn't take as much effort as one would think. You just have to add a little more at a time. Don't try to go from what you are currently posting to 20 pages in one night. Look to add just one more line per post at a time. Easiest way to do that? Simple - pick one thing to focus on. Say your character is talking to someone and they ask directions.

Your character can go - "Yeah, you head down the street three blocks and turn left. It's about half a mile down on the right."

That could be your post but if you pick a single thing to add you expand your post. Let us pick hand gestures. - "Yeah, you head down the street three blocks and turn left. It's about half a mile down on the right," he said as he lifted his arm and pointed down the street and then gestured around the corner.

See, just a little more. Over time, add more and more things. I have a list of things I try to touch on when I have a character responding to another. Eyes(Darting, looking this way or that, narrowing, so forth), hands (are they at my characters sides, held up, in my pockets, etc.), lips (Pursed, agape, slack jawed, blah, blah blah) - I just add in what is relevant.

Just start with the basics and work slowly. It won't take long before it becomes second nature and you are pumping out posts you never thought you could.

And never be afraid to join an Rp where you would be around people you want to be able to post like. Join it! You never know what you will pick up. ^_^


Tristan's Quarters



Tristan looked up from his couch as Fisher entered his chambers. The man was sitting there with his data pad, flicking through files. It seemed he was up to nothing? "The investigation over with that quickly?" he asked in a snarky voice with a smirk playing on his oversized lips before he looked back down at the data pad and kept flipping through the files he had pulled up. Most were personnel files, Silvia's being one of them.

Over Fishers com Craig pipped in to Fisher. "Tom, dude, we have a bit of an issue down at the main entrance to the Tower. Seems the Brax'Na are back and they ain't happy. Silvia went down but I am getting a bad feeling in the bottom of my gut. Think you could head down there and make sure they haven't done anything? The camera's for that area are down currently because of the damages from the mistossed ship earlier."

Things were indeed heated down at the entrance. A rather large and rotund Brax'Na was standing there barking and yelling about supplies not having gotten to the village. Silvia was standing on a set of crates to be eye to eye with the man yelling right back at him. Things were definitely getting heated. The Brax'a hated talents, they hated women for other than breeding purposes. And right then there was a high ranking female talent standing toe to tow with a man that was nearly twice her height and triple her weight. She wasn't even flinching though as he kept getting closer to her and threatening to put her in her place.



The Commissary



Marx Snorted a bit as he heard Tryke's assement of Tristan, taking a moment before he went back to taking a drink of his water. Setting the glass down he chuckled. "Oh he sounds like an absolute dream to work for. Sorry, just a bit odd to me to have a crew despise their T1 so much. They are a trying bunch to say the least, I know ours is but she is damn good and gets the job done. Now, Silvia on the other hand, that is a woman in a league of her own. Would think she a Miner the way she acts, not T1," he said as he went back to eating.

Glancing over at Tryke as she mentioned his arm he beamed brightly and put his fork down. Holding it out a bit he moved it and grinned from ear to ear. "You like that? You have good taste and a good eye. Indeed it is a custom job. It's a prototype we are testing back on Earth. GTC doesn't keep us as updated out there as they do towers like yours so we have to make due. This usually pushes us to come up with shall I say, unique inventions. This little baby is actually a mini version of a crystal generator like the ones T1's use to power Black Crystals but it powers a shard. Orange in this case," he explained as he turned in his seat so that his arm was away from the table.

"Go ahead, you can have a closer to look. Touch it is you want. I don't mind" he said offering out his arm as he held it up for her. "Sorry, rather proud of this little baby." He chuckled a bit as he went back to eating as he held his arm there for Tryke to do as she wished.
Sorry took so long to get Jesmand's post up - Was beyond dead tired yesterday but her update is posted now.


Jesmand Cartchri

Location: The Vindicator


Jesmend rested her hands in her lap as her personal cruiser took off and headed back towards the Vindicator; her face remaining neutral. Well what was considered neutral for her, she always seemed to keep some little condescending smirk on her lips and in her eyes. Listening to Targon speak her eyes shifted slightly to look at him. The lilt in his voice and the glee in his eyes made her question if he perhaps enjoyed his work a little too much.

"I think you need to learn the difference between Interrogation and Torture my dear Targon. That or I can only hope that there isn't a doppelganger of you fighting for the Rebels that subjects our loyal members of the Empire to the same tactics you wish employee on their people." The commodore kept her words and inflection flat while she spoke. She knew Targon was effective at getting his job done and that some of what he did was essential for the Empire, there were always a few that had to get their hands dirty as it were. Granted, that was metaphorically speaking; she wondered as she looked at him if dirt would even risk attaching to his hands.

As her ship docked with the Vindicator she undid her restraints and rose form her place, exiting with her shadow following close. (Now Children, this is where you start singing - come join me - Me and my shadow strolling down the avenue.) Her hands clasped behind her back as she made her way, a simple curt nod to the lowers that passed her. Several coming to her to report in before she would send them on their way, never missing a step as she walked. Seeing Shira come into view she cocked a brow.

"Then it seems that everything is at status quo. I would expect nothing less. She keeps the crew on their toes and alert. Perhaps they need to pay better attention if they cannot spot a woman of her volume coming from a mile away," she stated as she continued on her way and motioned for Shira to walk with her.

"Shira, a course has been plotted for Ancorhead, I want you to go over it. We need the the speediest route, not the most efficient this time. We have received intel of possible smuggling and rebel sympathizers. I want to investigate," she said stressing the word investigate as she looked over towards Targon. "The less use of force required the better." Looking back before her she kept walking, keeping a steady pace as she went.

"Kayla, make sure your troopers are ready though just in case, I want them well rested and in top form by the time we enter the Ancorhead's system. It is far better to be prepared for force and not require it than to be caught with our..." she said as she came to a stop and her words trailed off as they turned onto a platform and there was a man hanging off the edge, caught by his uniform dangling there, his pants having slid down to his ankles as gravity tried to pull him further. He was swinging there struggling to right himself so he could crawl back onto the walkway. "Pants down."
@Morose You can, sorry I was waiting on Poo then he withdrew. Then when the case was solved I was up till after 4am getting everything together. I just don't have it in me to do a post before tomorrow, lmao. Feel free, control npcs if you need. Secure scene, whichever.
Okay, totally gushing here. My Rp Darker Than Black just completed. The Rp was designed to have multiple parts and chapters if people stuck it out and pushed the story forward while solving the murder case. They did and we are now onto chapter 2. Instead of starting a new RP thread, we have opted to continue in the current one and keep each chapter together as it unfolds. Completely excited over the continuation of the story and so proud of the Rpers that took part in the first chapter.



Character Death Count: 7

Premise


Hello there and welcome to the Interest Check for Darker Than Black - Ch. 2: Retribution. I am your recruiter and tour guide for the wondrous web that is DTB. A series of RP's that link together through crime solving drama, twisting and turning story lines, and conspiracy theories that will make you want to put on a tin foil hat to keep them of our of your head. Who is them? Shh, we do not speak about them. Well actually we do. Them is The Lodge Of Juno: a mysterious organization that seems to be connected some how to a slew of deaths that have occurred over the course of Chapter 1 of this RP.

We are now beginning Ch. 2 and are looking for fresh meat, ~coughs~ I mean fresh faces to join our ranks and help us to bring to light more of what Juno truly is. This Rp runs in chapters and is woven together through the solving of cases. Each case helps you unlock even more clues to the big picture. Like a puzzle wrapped in an enigma. If your character survives until the end of the chapter they will receive a reward, if you solve the case personally the rewards are even greater - all designed to help your specific character in the following chapter.

I know, you may be wondering: well if I missed the first chapter why join now? Doesn't that mean I have missed a lot? Well yes it does but do not let that bother you, like with all murders sometimes it takes a fresh set of eyes. So please, if you are interested, stop by our little RP to see what it is about and perhaps join us on our little adventure. It is sure to be a right good time. We even provide you with your own tin foil hats and straitjackets.

Links Of Interest:
Kick Off Post For Chapter 2
Original OOC Post
Original IC Post
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