Lugubrious

RWBY rp

I'm currently running a RWBY RP with a large group and we have two openings right now. It's called Heroes of Beacon, and you can find it in the Casual section. Hopefully we might be what you're looking for.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

I don't know. The problem with controlling a situation too tightly is that people can't do much except to respond to rigid cues. If we were to expand the situation a little, then more posting could be done. For instance, I'm sure that Skyrte meant that we can encounter Grimm in the woods while hunting for firewood, but none of us in the class have done that yet. I'm not sure how the scenarios present in PE or Practice could be expanded more.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

On a super-jovial note:
@Psyrencalling, please confirm your continued presence ASAP.

I assume we've hit a little bit of a slow spot because a lot of us are waiting on others to make things happen. Perhaps if we were to shake a little of the control that the teachers have over the students, some of us would be able to post a little more freely.

Dungeon Keepers (This one's done. Go to The Horde of Evil instead)

The two white-armored warriors looked at one another. “That sounds rather threatening,” Udo remarked needlessly. He stepped to the edge of the dias and looked out over the city. “Shall we...?”

“Yes, yes,” Elvilika cut in. “Enough with the drama. Time to call the others.” As one, the two Travelers approached seats on the Sestet. The instant they sat cross-legged on their pedestals and closed their eyes, energy began to radiate from their heartlights: orange and icy-blue, respectively. The Travelers slowly levitated into the air, like a heavy load with just enough balloons attached to depart it from the earth, and settled three centimeters above the surface. The energy that surrounded them leaked into the pedestals themselves, illuminating lines and patterns that hadn't been visible before. There was a bwoo sound as the energy siphoned by the pedestals suddenly shot skyward, exploding into a mixture of flare and firework far overhead.

The air next to Emily shimmered slightly, a shadow moving on the edge of her vision. Not two feet away from her, another Traveler appeared, a rather thin one armored in purple with a body of steel. As if unannounced, jarring teleportation were an everyday activity, he nodded cordially to Emily and ascended the Sestet to seat himself across from Elvilika. “Sister Marowit!” She called, seemingly aware despite her meditative posture. “Punctual, as always. Where's Sen-sen?”

Silently, Marowit placed herself on another pedestal, sending a black flare skyward. When she spoke, it was with the speed and vibrancy of a glacier—that is to say, both slow and toneless. “Sen-sen is incoming. He was not within the city.”

Kai spoke up next. “And Salvadore told be that he was going to be overseeing the Salvation for the morning. Certainly he is on his way.”

The ground began to reverberate slightly, rumbling and shaking not unlike the aftershock of an earthquake. It grew in volume and power until the nearby stone face ruptured, and out of the resulting tunnel came a broad-shouldered Traveler armored in green, with a body of rock and eyes the color of the sun. Sparing only a quick glance at Emily, Sen-sen lumbered to the pedestal between Marowit and Kai, where he took his place. Behind him, the tunnel had sealed itself up; clearly, that particular Journeyman had serious magical power over the earth.

Next, a Traveler armored in red appeared, whose eyes shone viridian green, causing the red soil of his body to glint. Almost simultaneously, a shape shot up past the edge of the Sestet area, propelled from a lower level of the city by a jet of water. This golem curiously wore wet cloth rather than armor, leaving much of its woven-grass body exposed. Its brown eyes shone from a face permanently molded in an expression of enthusiasm. “Hi there!” came a bubbly, girly voice in a strange accent. “Great day for a meetin'! Bloomin' shame to leave the Pearl District, though. We were just uncoverin' some fascinatin', uh...” She trailed off, knowing that the others would chide her for talking rather than doing. She practically bounced onto her seat, and with all six of the Journeymen assembled, she greeted the guest. “Aww, a human! What's it you want to chat about then? Serious business? If it lasts more than forty minutes or so, you might be in for a spot of bother. Not that becomin' one of us is bad or nothin', but it's not for everyone, you know? Not like swimmin'.”

In the silence that followed, Sen-sen's gravelly sigh was very audible. “Forgive Diver's impropriety,” he said in cavernous rumble. “It is rare that her manners accompany her out of the water. We are the Journeymen, the governing body of Monolith. What may we assist you with?”

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Caits, could I convince you to make an individualized post dealing with the agreements that Fleo has to go through and getting her guild mark so that I can start doing things on my own?

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

For a moment, Fleo was taken aback by the guild hall. It was a little worn around the edges, certainly, but it both looked like and gave off the vibe of a place both a home and a business. She didn't have long to look around, though, as she was approached by an individual almost immediately. Fleo found that she had a tough time describing this person, as if their features were perfectly fluid, everything and nothing at once. She couldn't even tell what gender the person was, which put her slightly on edge. When that individual identified as nothing less than the Guild Master, Fleo was momentarily stunned.

Then, her surprised expression melted into one of joviality. “My name is Fleo Plector, from Nepenthe. I'm a wizard and have traveled a long way to be here!” From the way she said it, Fleo obviously relished the aforementioned travel, rather than hating it. “I'm here to become a part of your guild, if you'll have me...Master?” She held out a bandage-swaddled hand to shake, and though her hand jittered in a somewhat nervous fashion, it was obvious from her earnest expression that she was fully committed to this act.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

At the end of the day IC, we're skipping to the end of the IC week, at which point we do missions.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Yeah, your courses can be pretty fluid, but since we're skipping straight to missions after the end of today IC we won't be covering it.

By the way, now would be a good time for people take 'antagonist' positions for missions. You basically play the opposing force that people on a mission contend with, whether it's simply the environment, or Grimm, or combatants, what have you.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Out of curiosity, who might I encounter back at the guild hall?

Legends of Zelda... and Everyone Else

The Lost Woods were not at all well known to either of the Twili, either in terms of navigation or lore. When the others left the horses behind, Midna and Zant took the opportunity to separate into different shadows. Zant remained with Ciela, though he found it both difficult and uncomfortable to reside in the soft shadow cast by a fairy, while the his princess tagged along with Link just in time to join his mad rush into the trees. Surprised at the hero's impetuousness, and not understanding the name he exclaimed, she was prepared to reprimand him when the faint notes reached her, too. Midna was intrigued by the ethereal tune, and decided that with her watching over him, Link could be allowed to explore a little further. Certainly the place hosted an ominous portent, but after growing up in the Twilight Realm, Midna was unafraid of the leering trees.

Before Link got far, however, Ciela appeared. Though momentarily flustered that the fairy was trying to hold her back, Midna snapped out of her enchantment almost immediately. The sudden trip back to the edge of the forest, however, was far less pleasant. Faster and more painful -particularly on the eyes- than the typical Twili sorcerer's Dark Travel, it left both Midna and Zant dazed, judging by the kooky groaning emanating from Ciela's shadow. “That's not happening again,” Zant mumbled blearily, and disengaged from Ciela's shadow. He remained in his incorporeal, dusky form, though Midna immediately put her hair clasp back on to become full-bodied once more. She walked after Link and Ciela on foot, giving the hero a distant smile when he looked back to make sure she was following, and Zant floated behind her.