Letter Bee

Moon Radics // Book 1 - Shepherds from the Stars

@Letter Bee Not at all, I did ask. When I said "dark", though, I meant more on a sort of Lovecraftian broken reality indescribable galactic horror sort of thing, existential stuff. I'm not particularly interested in gore/rape/insanity (maybe a bit of that last one though) for this one. If that changes your mind, great, if not, no big, I was just curious on your thoughts.

@deadpixel101 No worries, if you're out of the game for a while and wanna come back you can always shoot me a PM to get caught up.

@Tancuras

Ah, not really interested in Lovecraftian stuff unless those can be beaten.

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@IcePezz, thank you, will be making a proper character now.

Moon Radics // Book 1 - Shepherds from the Stars

@Letter Bee There's always room for new players. What part of "dark fantasy" doesn't agree with you? My own interpretation of it might vary from yours.

@LetMeDoStuff Thank you for coming back! <3

@Tancuras

Well, let me see; my problems with Dark Fantasy are:

- Reliance on shock factors, such as gratuitous Blood, Gore, Death, and Rape. I've used that last one a lot in my earlier days, and all that resulted in was me getting called shallow and cheap. Not saying you would use those kinds of things, it's just that Dark Fantasy rings alarm bells inside my head, making me think of those factors.

- The 'Big Good/The Gods' turning out to be Evil, or at least morally dubious, with only a bit of foreshadowing. The Good Guys' organization turns out to be hiding skeletons in its closet, and the party is now being hunted down by their former allies. It can be done well, like in Generator Rex, but stuff like in Evangelion or 'Insert Anime X', well...

- The Universe singling out specific individuals to 'break', instead of distributing the suffering 'more realistically'. While there are good reasons for idealistic characters to suffer more than more cynical ones, sometimes, it seems as though the story goes out of its way to make the idealists suffer for their beliefs, even when said idealists have actually done something like prepare for defeat or actually come up with a smart plan.

Sorry if I seem to be griping.

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That's an interesting setting. Perhaps grounds for a later adventure of intrigue and everyone getting tans? Assuming it's a sunny land where your character is from

Either way, you should tag @IcePezz into all of your posts

@The Fated Fallen

Will do. Anyway, I have a character meant for a 5e game that I'm planning on redoing for this one:

/Not/ my Character Submission!

Name: Ioannes/Yahya Abd-al-maseesh
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Class and Level: Level 5 Fighter
XP: 6,500
Patron Deity: Estina
Alignment: Neutral Good

Appearance:



Biography:

Ioannes/Yahya was born as Ioannes, the son of two travelling merchants from one of the kingdoms near to Giray. His early life was a series of travels and education aboard his parents' airship, as he learned the tips and tricks of being a merchant.Of course, when near or in Giray, he was instructed to hide his talents, lest he be taken away from his parents. They needn't have bothered, because when he turned thirteen, a band of pirates attacked his family's small merchant ship, killing said parents and putting him in chains to be sold to the Girayind Bureaucracy.

In-Universe Flashback

"Boy," said the bearded, mustachioed man in silken robes who was now apprising his newly-clothed form with an apprising eye, "what is your name?"

"Ioannes, sir," said the child, still afraid. "Can you please take off my collar? I promise I'll be good." He pointed to the slave collar stuck to his neck. Then, realizing that he might have drawn his master's ire, Ioannes continued:

"I have nowhere to go anyway, if I run away, I'll just end up on the streets. So you don't need to collar me." This much was the truth.

"Ioannes, that;s Yahya in our tounge," the slavemaster continued. "That settles it, your name shall be Yahya, Yayha." His face then turned grim.

"One job of a 'Slave of the State' is not to show favoritism to those who haven't merited it yet. Even then, I will not put you above your fellow slaves. Do you understand, Yahya?" He was now using Yayha's new name, in order to mark the boy as property now, able to express his own opinions only because his owner wished it, a wish that can be taken back.

"I understand," said Yahya meekly. "What other things things am I not permitted to do?"

"You are not to shirk your training. You are not to disobey the orders of your superiors. You are to be subject to regular review from your superiors. And finally, if you have any Gods or Goddesses, you are to abandon them until you are 18, during which you can worship whatever Diety you choose. Am I clear, Yayha?"

"I am clear," Yayha mumbled.

"Speak more clearly!" the slavemaster howled.

Long Term Goals: Look out for the interests of Giray. Find alternatives to the Slave System that allow Giray to have the best people without forcibly taking them from their families.

Personality: Kind, Empatethic, Tempramental

Background: Soldier
Feature: Military Rank
Personality Trait: I'm always polite and respectful
Ideal: Our lot is to lay down our lives in defense of others.
Bond: I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves.
Flaw: My hatred of my enemies is blind and unreasoning.

Ability Scores: 29 point buy
Str 16 (Base 15, Human +1)
Dex 12 (Base 11 Human +1)
Con 12 (Base 11 Human +1)
Int 16 (Base 15, Human +1)
Wis 11 (Base 10, Human +1)
Cha 11 (Base 10, Human +1)

Hit Points:

Hit Dice: Roll(5d10)+0:7,2,5,3,1,+0 Total:18
Hit Points at 1st Level: 11
Hit Points at Higher Levels: Roll(5d10)+1:4,7,5,10,9,+1Total:36

Movement Speed: 30 (Base)
Armour Class: How much protection do you have?

Initiative Modifier: +1
Proficiency: +3

Feats: None?

Skill & Tool Proficiency: List off the skills and tools you are proficient with, and where you get that proficiency from (Class, Race, Background)

History (Fighter)
Perception (Fighter)
Athletics (Soldier)
Intimidation (Soldier)
One Type of Gaming Set (Soldier)
One Type of Vehicle (Land)

Features & Abilities:

Race:

Ability Score Increase. Your ability scores each increase by 1.
Size. Humans vary widely in height and build, from barely 5 feet to well over 6 feet tall. Regardless of your position in that range, your size is Medium. Speed. Your base walking speed is 30 feet.
Languages. You can speak, read, and write Common and one extra language of your choice. Humans typically learn the languages of other peoples they deal with, including obscure dialects. They are fond of sprinkling their speech with words borrowed from other tongues: Orc curses, Elvish musical expressions, Dwarvish military phrases, and so on.

Class:

Armor: All armor, shields
Weapons: Simple weapons, martial weapons
Tools: None
Saving Throws: Strength, Constitution

Spells: None yet.

Languages Known: Common, Celestial

Equipment:
This is a high magic campaign, and thus you will be allowed to start with:
- Half-Plate Armor (Common)
- Enchanted Musket that inflicts +1 Damage at each shot (Uncommon)
- Standard Equipment given by background and class

Background:

Girayid Mamluk Insignia

Dagger taken from Enemy

Bone Dice

Common Clothes

Pouch containing 10gp.

Class:

Chain Mail Shirt

Longsword and Pistol (Two Martial Weapons)

Light Crossbow with 20 Bolts

@IcePezz

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@The Fated Fallen, used the Search Topic, and it seemed that no one is barred from using Gunpowder, but the strongest gunpowder weapons so far are flintlock pistols. So, okay, I can have those, as well as a sword.

Also, here's the Worldbuilding I want to do (It's my character's homeland):

My Hider

The Slavocracy of Giray

The Slavocracy of Giray is unique in that its ruling class, the bureaucracy as well as the elite battalions of its army, are made up of slaves, albeit slaves who have a higher wealth and social position than most 'freemen'. Although the 'acquisition' of said slaves includes means that are not morally defensible, those who are enslaved tend to get a gateway to the ruling classes if they are of sufficent talent. This leads to a love-hate relationship with the neighboring states, not helped or hindered by the fact that many slaves, when reaching adulthood, insist on forming links with their former homelands (IOTL, Mamluks funded the building of Churches in the Caucasus, while Jannissaries not only did the same, but sent money back to their home villages).

Either way, the Girayids are a great power, ruling over their Skyland of Asmara, as well as large tracts of ground land, and look to stay that way for a good while.

The History of Giray - Brief

The Nation of Giray holds itself to be the heir of the legendary Rumite Empire, a nation that held large portions of its native continent, then declined to be replaced by several successor states, among them Giray. Whether this is true is not important; what is true was that the Girayids were led by a series of Sultans for time immaterial, who relied on a combination of paid free troops, allied tribes, and conscripts.

It was one Sultan, Sultan Shah Rumi, who decided to institute a system not just of Slave Soldiers, trained from youth, but also Slave Bureaucrats, with the idea that as both categories were not only his property, but would be trained to be loyal to him from adolesence, they would stay faithful to him and his successors. Stayed faithful to him they did, their successors...not so much, with the last Sulatan being relegated to a ceremonial role before being disposed of, before the Slave Bureaucrats and the Mamluks (the new name for the Slave Soldiers) proclaimed that the one true head of state was the Nation of Giray itself, and that they were all slaves to an idea, not a single person (In practice, this meant that most power belonged in an oligarchy).

And so the nation of Giray began to conduct itself like any Great Power would...

The Giray Slave System

The first step, and often the most traumatic, stage in the Giray Slave System is capture, preferably capture of young boys and girls aged 6 - 13, although older slaves of considerable talent are 'allowed' into the system. These captures are done through either using a network of spies and kidnappers to detect and 'nab' children of promising talent, using pirates and privateers to raid villages, or, in cases of war, killing the parents and taking the children for themselves. Either way, the future members of the ruling class are not given much, if any, choice in the matter.

Second step, after capture, is the 'accimitization', where the new slaves are basically treated with a combination of the carrot or the stick, whichever works. Each slave is given a comfortable quarters, several luxuries, and satisfaction of most physical needs...as well as a slave collar that can be used to trigger pain at any sign of disobedience, along with various other punishments on hand, each with the intent of promoting Stockholm Syndrome among the new captures. The slave collars stay on for two years, during which, it is hoped, the slaves would grow used to their situation.

Third step is 'training', which overlaps with the latter stages of acclimitzation. Slaves are divided, according to their skills, into Slave-Bureaucrats and Mamlukes, the first being, well, Bureaucrats, and the second being Warriors. In cases of high intelligence, there is even cross-training between Bureaucrat and Fighter, so as to improve coordination between the two arms of the state. This stage lasts till the slaves are 18, where they are declared 'Official Slaves of the State'.

Fourth step is active deployment, where the Mamluks and Bureaucrats do their jobs till retirement. Deployment begins at the age of 18, and lasts for decades. During this time, it is assumed that the 'Slaves of the State' are loyal to the state above all.

Before anyone asks: No, there are no labor slaves in the Empire. There used to be, but now all labor is done by freemen or serfs.

@IcePezz

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Okay...first up, I have a habit of vacillating whether or not to join an RP, and I'm dithering on whether to join this one. So, in order to make sure that I don't announce my intention of joining, then leave once I find out that, say, this RP is going to be darker in tone than what I wanted, I have to ask:

1.) What tone is this RP? High Fantasy, or Dark Fantasy?

2.) Are Gunpowder and Gunpowder Weapons allowed?

3.) What is the required length for posts? I can write five five-line paragraphs, just not all the time.

4.) Is there a posting order?

5.) How much worldbuilding is allowed?

Edit: 6.) I heard this RP is ending soon; is this true?

@IcePezz

Moon Radics // Book 1 - Shepherds from the Stars

Is there still room for new players?

Edit: Ah, just read the part where the RP promises to be Dark Fantasy. I must courteously withdraw my application, then.

Black Moon, White Night: A Visual Novel-inspired Urban Fantasy RP

Also if it comes to this I might introduce some NPCs for more interaction. ^^;

@VitaVitaAR

If it comes to what?

Black Moon, White Night: A Visual Novel-inspired Urban Fantasy RP

@SilverDawn: You're a little late. ^^; @Green Rhapsody already responded. If you need someone to interact with, try heading for the ramen shop maybe? Only two people there.

@VitaVitaAR

@SilverDawn, or you can witness Osamu trying to climb up an apartment building.

Black Moon, White Night: A Visual Novel-inspired Urban Fantasy RP

Staying in one place and watching people eat was not Osamu Akiyama's idea of fun. Granted, it wasn't supposed to be fun, it was work, but he was still 13, and thus easily bored. But, he wasn't going to shirk his duties, and that was not the only option.

The boy took out his smartphone and called:

"Ichijouji-sama, are you here?" Ken Ichijouji* was an old family friend of the Akiyamas and a member of the local Ministry of Silence. He was also the one Osamu, who was named after Ken's deceased older brother, reported to.

"Osamu-kun!" a surprisingly friendly voice for a Magi spoke, "glad to finally hear from you. Business, or boredom?"

"Both; I found Asami Ando, eating ramen in a mundane-held business, a local one that is frequently...frequented by residents. There's only a 10% probability of a fight starting there, but, well..."

"I understand," said Ken. "Takaki's, right? Your father told me a lot about it, and yes, for a fight to break out there would be mildly catastrophic - no offense. I'll send two watchers immidiately. In the meantime, shift positions as you will." The tone of trust was evident.

"Thank you, Icijouji-sama!" Osamu said a little loudly, before going down to the building below, and rushing out to find another high spot in order to watch things more closely. Thankfully, the publishing company also had a set of bicycles at the bottom, most belonging to the employees, but a few just left there for members of the Akiyama family to use.

And so Osamu drove off, to find another building...

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Said other building was an apartment complex, and a generic-looking one at that. Osamu also realized that he made a newbie mistake; how was he going to get on top of the building? Well, when there's a will, there is a way, and that way was the fire escape.

Getting down from his bike, Osamu clambered up the fire escape, glad for his streneous training. The railing was slick with grease, and the boy had to use his handkerchief to protect his fingers from some bird poop. Nevertheless, he was finally on top...only to find said top dusty, dirty, and filled with more bird poop.

Oh, fuck this, thought the boy as, not caring anymore, he began shooting arrows of light to vaporize the dung and the dust, clearing a space for him to finally sit down and begin his observations. Problem was, he was in the same apartment complex that Daichi Arata was living in, meaning that the homonculus would have seen him either clamber up the fire escape or clear the rooftop of debris.

And, for one last icing on this cake of minor shit, Osamu was hungry, and didn't bring any food, causing his stomach to rumble.

"Aww bleeping hell!" he shouted.

*Yes, I went there.

@Savo