Lugubrious

A New World of Gods (closed go to chapter 2)

@Lugubrious I have an idea for what comes next. You can make dreams reality... So maybe we can try one last trick.

@Zelosse

Consider it done.

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

Some familiar faces here--I assure you I'm not stalking any of you. Just staying hype for RWBY.

@Lugubriousfeel free to make a CS, and make sure you've read the rules as well!

@pyroman

Righto.

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

Ooh, a combat-oriented RWBY RP? This looks like a lot of fun. Would you all be amenable to my presence?

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

@Lugubrious Is the guard that got turned into a cupcake going to stay a cupcake forever, or will he revert after a time?

*is finally going to work on a post.*

@Burthstone

Cupcake? I thought I said 'centipede'. Cupcakes ain't arthropods. Anyway, he'll stay transformed until hit with an anticurse.

A New World of Gods (closed go to chapter 2)

Hey hey, just pulling your legs.

A New World of Gods (closed go to chapter 2)

Some of the gods are being remarkably nonchalant given that the aliens have already slaughtered millions of people with orbital bombardment.

A New World of Gods (closed go to chapter 2)

When Thalios exited the rift of light, which encompassed mere centimeters through an empty dimension in which space was collapsed, he would find himself in the void of space. Alongside it floated the grotesque dream-phantom, ghostlike in posture but not consistency, for what so often seemed like blinding radiance now took on the appearance of mottled flesh. In front of Thalios and Aforgomon loomed the gargantuan alien craft like an island in the sky, a veritable floating city. Countless lights shone from its surface, and invisible waves radiated from its towers that instructed the aliens on earth in gruesome, zealous genocide.

The brightest beacon burned like a little star between the Great One’s palms. Its own insight prickled Thalios’ mind. Men look to the heavens expecting to find ones who keep their words, for seldom do they live on earth. Honoring wishes, young one, separates gods from over-mighty charlatans. Here, look: this ecstatic starlight. Nightmares are most potent when they infest and worsen existing fears. Take this brilliant tear, and with terror rend it. Fear is the knife that will sever the narrow spaces between realities.

After Thalios obliged, turning the tear a violently frothing purple, Aforgomon spread its arms. The rift spread in response, growing wider and wider still, a slice wound between dimensions growing more dire by the second. Wreathed in a bizarre dark light, the tear outgrew the space center of the Amgetoll Forces, and only then did the perilous bonds give way and the gash flop open. Like an enormous eye the tear opened, an absolutely colossal gate into alternate space that was green and vile. Into view through this abominable aperture, an impossible gargantuan thing slowly slid. Its rippling surface seemed a deep, reflective, and gelatinous purple-brown, stretching across hundreds and hundreds of feet of its tubelike body. With a hungry precision, the immense alien worm reached into the dimension of the Merged with its menagerie of heads, clamping thousands of teeth onto the alien spaceship, before it pulled. With surprising speed, that horror beyond horrors dragged the helpless craft toward its realm. Only a few moments remained before the ship would be lost to the otherworldly, abyssal miasma to be slowly rent apart and consumed by maws innumerable.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

The miracle of flight was not a feat that just any mook of the Overlord’s army could readily boast. One truly began to think differently when granted the vast dimension of airy space above the ground. Even those who did reach the skies often struggled to keep the idea of boundlessness from overwhelming them. Possessed of that certain rush of euphoria from time to time when soaring high above the plains and trees, Clotho found it both literally and figuratively grounding to walk the earth. A disciple of the research hall, however overgrown with papery hive, she did not get out much, and actually enjoyed the opportunity to stretch her legs. Her long stroll along with her army did not afford her complete relaxation, however. When faced with the endless sky and rushing, exciting wind, feelings haunted Clotho of a past life—one where she dreamed of making her own fate in the world. Yet here she stood, mighty and militant, still nothing more than a subordinate. It caused her sorrow. If alcohol could be found among the Horde’s stockpiles, she would have tasted that relieving fugue.

As the terrain changed, Clotho unwittingly shared in her Master’s discomfort, imaging the enemy to lurk in every corner of this unknown territory, however paranoid. When the order came to make camp, she allowed her Myrmidons, Antlions, and Lambent to settle in, finding or creating comfortable, shaded clefts to rest in. Clotho, meanwhile, warmed up her wings and took to the breezes to seek out the Overlord for orders. She welcomed the idea of an elite scouting party, and rendezvoused with the other members for a quick discussion before their departure. She landed between D’Artagan and Faeles, and attempted to volunteer for the requested leadership position only to be cut off by both the fire demon and the oversized rabbit in quick succession. ”I would have liked to extend my proven expertise in leadership over this squad as well,” she remarked, irked, only for Torrens to come to the aid of D’Artagan. She watched him hop off, not so much as waiting for his group to follow behind him. Clotho sniffed, coldly haughty. ”Brilliant. I wish our intrepid commander the best of luck.” Her words made it crystal clear that D’Artagan could lead as long as he didn’t expect her to follow, not that he’d given them anything to follow but a fluffy white tail. Clotho’s wings hummed and she shot upward into the air, becoming little more than an indistinct dark blur in a matter of seconds, which then began to proceed in the direction of the enemy fortification.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

Whoa, I totally blanked on this. I'll put a post together this very night.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay (Rebooted)

Hi. I happened to see this popped up again, so I came to take a look. I don't really have any input on RP structure.