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^Considering that I haven't been able to post in a month while all relevant players should be ready, willing and able (except forsythe because coffee is bae) just...aren't, I feel the same way dude.


I feel like I should apologize for that. Anyways I got something up.
Sapphire Rode - Infirmary

Sapphire shook her head annoyedly thinking about Shiro. If he'd talked to Emerald about it all of Team Codex would know soon enough. Perhaps the damage would stop there but the realist in Sapphire suspected that wouldn't be the case. Shiro was too socially inept to even recognize that it might be a sore subject for her. With their mission otherwise going off without a hitch Sapphire's aquaphobia would be the first thing the tiger faunus vocalized every time someone asked "How'd the mission go?" And being that the missions were a school wide event of significant excitement that question would be asked often by many different people.

All of that flashed through her mind in a second as she resolved to let no one know that either her aquaphobia or its sudden common knowledge in any way bothered her. For the moment though her own social problems weren't especially relevant.

"I've heard the coastal towns can be rough. Often makes me wonder why people stay out there." It was not as though her own living situation growing up had been especially pleasant but the factors in her life had forced her to remain despite the possibility of bodily harm. The outer town villagers didn't have the same sort of defense. "I suppose an argument could be made for sticking by what you've built but it makes you question what was going through the heads of the people that first settled those towns. I'd want somewhere safer to raise my family. Though you'd know better than me whatever charm that kind of life holds."

As Oswald described his personal mindset regarding training an image came into her head of the aftermath of Oswald's previous mission. The punching bag in the training hall stained with his blood from his split and bruised knuckles as he beat the thing so badly that his hands suffered worse than the bag he was fighting. "There are other ways to train hard and live up to your obligations. Your way of training..." she sighed and shook her head trying to find a way to vocalize what she meant. She wasn't all that good at this. Cecily was the sensitive one in the family and Demetra the insightful one. Sapphire was more the violent one of the three. She was better at settling things physically than emotionally. It worked well enough, most of the time anyways.

"I just mean... you might try easing up a bit. If what I walked in on last week was any indication your kind of training is going to burn out your body before you manage to graduate. You wouldn't be a help to anyone like that, least of all yourself. Doing more isn't always as effective as doing better."
@Multi_Media_Man
Very interested. Will be keeping my eyes on this and making plans.

Expect some drafts from me soon.


If you require any specific information on the land or anything else do not hesitate to ask. I have it more or less laid out I just haven't gotten around to writing it all out in one place. Hence its absence from the OP.
>Heavily insinuated that Shiro's parents died by virtue of being overwhelmed by a Grimm horde while trying to protect him from said horde and got eaten.


I mean that sucks and all but seems a bit tame (especially considering he doesn't remember them) compared to the eight years of psychological and physical abuse I put my character through directly following the death of her mother and disappearance of her older brother.

Boy do I feel like a jerk.
<Snipped quote by SevenStormStyle>

I make fun of the trope of having no parents as often as I can. In all of the RPs where it's applicable, I have both parents of my character together, including this one. The only exception is my boy Nero in an RP called Phoenix Wing, but while he's lost his parents, they're still together--just brainwashed into working for an obscure evil team far away.


And suddenly I feel insanely cruel for the backstory I have to Sapphire and her siblings. Especially since she didn't get any resolution or gratification for her suffering, she just had a terrible life then her father sobered up and kept his distance.
but lets not dive to deep into the details. its fiction after all, and we are here to have fun ^^


Hey look the major problem this RP has had since day one.
T h e O t h e r w o r l d :
Faerie Light
While the OOC has started the actual RP is yet to begin.
With that in mind we are still accepting new characters.
If you're interested please follow the link below,
the first posts of the OOC present a more complete picture of Otherworld than is present here.

OOC




"In the hollow hills the old ones throng
And click their bones to the ceildgh song
The banshee wails in the darkling night
As the fair folk dance till the morning light"


Have you heard it? Deep in the forest, a call sounding, mysteriously thrilling and luring. It promises adventures and wonder if you will only follow it. It is the call of old things, of ancient creatures and spirits who once walked this earth. It is the call of the fae.

Not many hear it anymore. You've built your cities of iron, your great machines, your alters to your own arrogance. All these things you've built to silence the call of the wild, the unknown. You've forgotten those cast out of your world, in your comfort and your warmth you've forgotten the promises once sealed in blood and consecrated at the great crossroads.

I know in your hearts though that some of you still hear our call. Hear what was thrown away to make your empty metal world. The ignorant who hear despair for what was lost, the intelligent fear for what will come. Rest assured your first masters are not gone, simply waiting.


At the dawn of time man was nothing. Not the chosen one of a great god or rulers of the land, no. Man was a mongrel race. Little better than the animals it ate to survive. They were slaves to a much greater race. One of elegance and beauty as well as terrible cruelty.

In a time before remembering the fae ruled over the mortal world. Though diverse in variety and ability they were unified by the leadership of the Tuatha Dé Danann. A powerful variant of the fae and older than almost all they ruled with skill and with might, keeping control of their people as well as the human slaves who worshipped them as gods.

However even gods have enemies. Since their rule began another race had coveted the power of the Tuatha, their sworn enemies the Fir Bolg whose ghoulish appearance had earned them the name Men of Bags. A failed coup had seen their race all but wiped out, the survivors banished to the furthest reaches of the planet. But the fae are immortal and patient and the Fir Bolg were no exceptions.

They had not the numbers or the power to oppose the Tuatha so in a desperate and potentially foolish move these Bag Men turned the human slaves into a force of power. Whispering in their ears like devils the Fir Bolg told them of their gods greatest fear. A mineral deep within the ground that could make the Tuatha suffer. In secret the humans mined this iron till they had an arsenal fit to oppose even the might of the Tuatha and all the fae that followed them.

A bloody and terrible war began that saw the fae dethroned and severely weakened. The Fir Bolg believed their moment of victory was at hand when the Tuatha performed a desperate act of their own. The Tuatha harnessed the power of an ancient sword the humans would come to know as Caliburn. It predated even the fae and was said to have been forged at the same moment the earth came into existence.

The Tuatha used it to create another realm. One they could occupy free from the touch of iron and the scourge that humanity was becoming. This realm rested like a second skin over the world, the two bleeding together in some places but being as separate as foreign countries.

With the Tuatha and their fae subjects retreated into this realm the humans turned on the Fir Bolg driving them to the point of extinction. Without the oppressive nature of the fae hanging over them like a shadow the humans began to advance and evolve as their former masters faded into the mists of legend and folklore, all but forgotten. The Fir Bolg had however had accomplished their goal. The days of the Tuatha Dé Danann were numbered.

The fae had lost everything they had ever possessed, their slaves and worshipers, their homes and worst of all their dominion over the mortal world. It didn't matter that the Tuatha had created a new haven for them, nothing else mattered but the cry of the Tuatha for blood in recompense.

The Tuatha were slaughtered, their species barely escaping extinction. With their natural leaders gone the fae splintered. They tried at first to maintain the unified leadership the Tuatha had embodied but it was not meant to be. The fae split into separate kingdom's calling themselves the Seelie and Unseelie Courts. These ruled for a number of years but several civil wars and revolutions saw the Courts forced to divide themselves again. The Seelie Court became the Courts of Spring and Summer while the Unseelie Court become those of Winter and Fall.

"Hold high the iron that they fear, when the fair folk call, don’t let them near."





The basic premise is that we are the fae of today living in the second realm the Tuatha created eons before. The realm is split into four sections, the Fall, Winter, Spring and Summer Courts. These each have rulers which will be played by people in the roleplay. The Court Rulers are the most powerful fae in the land politically speaking but they are far from the only ones. You can be essentially anyone in the society including humans who have accidentally stumbled into the fae world. Think of this as Game of Thrones with fairies.

Spring Ruler: Nyx played by @Prince of Seraphs
Summer Ruler: (Available)
Autumn Ruler: (Available)
Winter Ruler: Coldheart (a work in progress) played by @The Narrator

Fae are basically any supernatural creature from any brand of folklore or mythology you wish to plunder. You are free to take liberties but try to maintain the essence of what the creature was meant to be.

This is my first time GMing an Advanced RP. My writing style is usually in the very high range of what the causal category requires but I am a little unfamiliar with the requirements of Advanced. I will attempt to fill them as fully as possible but if I fail at some points please be patient with me.

If you have questions about anything in the OP or have ideas about adding to the lore do not hesitate to speak up. This is a very complex setting and while I will do my best I am unable to define everything about it. I encourage those willing help me add to the lore to do so at their convenience.



Wat.

I mean, I've only seen scattered episodes from all over the series but...

Wat.


How about that time Kirk and Spock fought Nazis?

This isn't back in time or anything, they literally found nazi germany on an alien planet.

Or that time that they pandered to white catholic Americans... about every four episodes.
Wat.

I mean, I've only seen scattered episodes from all over the series but...

Wat.


Was this for me?
<Snipped quote by Prince of Seraphs>

>Bad Star Trek
>TOS

Mate, I will make City on the Edge of Forever the hill I die upon because that shit was fucking good.

TOS has its fair share of stinkers, particularly in the final season, but it had its highlights.

The Trouble with Tribbles. Amok Time. The Menagerie. A Piece of the Action.

The Voyage Home is a great comedy. The Undiscovered Country is also pretty solid.


First both the Menagerie and the Cage (the unaired pilot where the footage came from) were pretty bad.

Second I loved the characters of TOS series but about 90% of the series was not very good. From the plotlines to the social issues they tried to address and especially the sets and the effects, a great deal of it just straight up sucked. It created the foundation that the amazing world of Star Trek is built on (and the reboot took a huge dump on) and I will always respect it for that but as a stand alone series... well honestly I'm surprised it wasn't cancelled sooner.

Don't get me wrong that 10% that wasn't shit was pure gold but it's nestled among so much crap that I'm surprised people remember TOS as fondly as they do.

Also General Trelane was definitely the best advisory they ever went up against.
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