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27 days ago
Current It's actually kind of annoying how easily franchises like Lost Planet can be spun off into PvE TPSs like EDF and HD2.
3 mos ago
Thank goodness! For a second there I thought they were about to release a new Star Fox game.
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3 mos ago
It's hard to get the idea of a Lost Planet AU RP that incorporates elements straight out of Armored Core out of my head.
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4 mos ago
Why doesn't anyone come around here and IC-bait a Metal Slug RP? Sure they'll probably still bail like the rest, but at least the fans will enjoy that for a moment.
7 mos ago
"Hytale isn't real. It will not take over your life."

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Greetings visitor! I hope you're having a good day! Whether you've seen me around the guild or not, I should admit that it's only been within year-6 of my time on this site that I've bothered to start work on this here "bio". I feel like I should apologize for not making it a higher priority much sooner, but lately I've adopted that "better late than never" mindset when it comes to introductions, and besides, I doubt there was much to tell in my early years anyway. I'm pretty much an amateur writer who got my start as a minor tag-along player in a fandom AU campaign ran by a small, close-nit remnant of a community formerly in association with a notable strategy-gaming youtuber. I'm being vague for brevity's sake. In the end, I value my first exposure to roleplaying as a personal learning experience more than anything, as I'm definitely the kind of person that sequesters themselves in any given community they find themselves in and RPG is certainly no exception.

That pretty much explains what I've been up to for the last several or so years, with only occasional public posts from me, as private 1x1 roleplays are easily where the lion's share of my attention goes to. Details regarding my particular interests and even approach as a prospective partner can be found in the interest check I update very rarely, but if you'd like to have a link to it or want to work with me in a similar capacity, then PMs are the best way to reach me. As for what you can expect in very broad terms, I'll say that I'm a 90s kid who'd grown up on Nintendo and Cartoon Network where, thanks to Toonami, I've developed an appreciation for the Japanese style of animation, a style that commonly influences my own creative endeavors to this day. That is in no way to say that I'm an avid watcher of anime and the like (I have my tastes and while that does sometimes coincide with what's current, it usually doesn't), just that I gravitate toward the ludicrous, extraordinary concepts and settings they commonly facilitate. That style aligns with what excites me creatively. That's the long and short of it. Exceptions do exist of course.
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@LokiLeo789
That would be a very safe assumption, I would say. A solid case against it doesn't come to mind right now.
@LokiLeo789
Yes, it should be very possible to join, what with the considerable unlikelihood of a player cap.

Jabbers was going for a large group and typically, if you're going for a large group, you won't have a cap considering a few may drop-out. So I'd say go ahead and make the character anyways - given the interest, this RP will start, even if Jabbers disappears.
NarcissisticPotato


There have been excitement, character posts and discussion on critical plot elements. There's some more but, unless I'm wrong, there's a list of all current characters thus far on page 19, I believe - unless there's a more recent list on the front page or something.
So before I forget to ask: Can I please be reminded of who needs a turn with the ball? I have a feeling everyone except Valencia got it. Should it be passed to her or do we move on? Anything is fine by me.
Varen


The <<Army>> had established a base of operations in Ascord, aiming to bring a measure of order and security to the frontier. "Yeah right," Varen scoffed as he passed by their main hall. It was an impossible task, undertaken when actually attempting to clear the floors is no longer an option. And to think I actually considered joining those losers, he thought to himself. He remembered that Harrod, a friend of his, had said he wanted to join them. That was a few days ago, and he hasn't heard from him since. The spearman chuckled. At the very least, it'll mean Harrod won't be seeing combat any time soon.

On a secluded street near the market, he opened a window to his inventory, hand tracing through his equipment, resolving that it should be enough to last him a few hours of grinding at least. As he walked towards the southern exit, Veran took time to admire the city's aesthetics, concluding that this wouldn't be a terrible place to live... if it wasn't for it being a dingy war zone and all. He diverged from the dirt pathways leading out from the city. Staying on the road most traveled is just asking for unwanted attention.




Of the four monsters that made up the group he had faced in this lone, slightly above average grindspot, it was just the last one that carried the pure red cursor above it. This was definitely an improvement compared to the very first time he arrived in this area; it was a struggle just to kill what he could before the red monsters started to close in on him. Still, this wasn't a time to allow for complacency. The monster's enlarged claw plummeted down to the dirt, pushing up brown dust as Veran narrowly rolled out of the way. He rose quickly enough to position himself and stab his spear where the claws met the hands, the creature shrieking as its HP bar shrank a fair amount and settling at 30% of its maximum. "One more good one ought to do it," Veran said under his breath. Equipping a throwing knife, he waited for an attack on the monster's part to leave it open. Back stepping away, Veran threw the knife which lodged itself in its exposed underbelly. The monster crouched forward in a fit of pain, to which the red haired player lunged at it, ramming the spear's head into the its face, causing the whole of the body to freeze, breaking apart into crystalline shards the second after.

The post battle screen was of little interest to him, although he was nearing his next level, a reminder that he would need to focus on better locations already. His spear at his back, there was no time like the present for getting his feet wet. The depressing soil under his feet gave way to the unique, gloomy grass of the southern fields. This was a popular area to be sure, but the lack of any large, recognizable, mobilizing guild force in Ascord gave him the impression that spots like this should be less crowded. Looking out to the Watchtower, he noticed a small party of three forming. It would be odd for <<Laughing Coffin>> members to loiter outside their main area of influence, but a trap is always possible, even by non affiliated player killers. All the same, Veran was feeling pretty silly for not upgrading his detection skill to longer ranges, not that that would be foolproof either, given the hostile guild may also have green players. Guess I just can't win... he mused, approaching cautiously a few feet. If they looked in his direction, he would neutrally hold his hands up, signifying that he wasn't hostile. He did have a Teleport Crystal, affording him an insurance for this side of the Watchtower.
Not bad, thanks for asking.
Hello Jasonhero. How do you do?
@Noodles
Sorry for the late reply. I'll post it in the CS and think something up for the IC later on.
@LiegeLord
Truthfully, to Cecilia, stargazing had always been a personal experience, one not shared with anyone. Part of the reason was that she never stayed in one place long enough to get to know anyone well enough. Also, over the years, she began to imagine how silly others would think it is, something cliche or otherwise uncool. But as James and everyone have shown many times already, she's been carrying a lot of preconceived notions.

Cecilia cupped her hands over her knees, swaying them side to side in, getting lost in thought. James had been fairly open about his life, even how he doesn't have a home, which would sound like one of the saddest things she'd ever heard even if she didn't just meet him beforehand. Yet he had refused to show Neric when the opportunity arose. Whatever foolish assertions she entertained aside, he did know this was a safe place right? Is he afraid of what anyone here would do or think? If that's it, she may not have helped matters earlier. All the more reason for her to make it up to him before...

In mid thought, she noticed that the ball that was once in the air was gone. The girl that put it there must have taken it down. Cecilia scratched the side of her cheek, a perplexed expression on her face. Wait now that I think about it... I don't believe we've heard from her since then... she thought, annoyed at herself for forgetting about her till now. Should she say something? Did she like not participating? Would she get angry if anyone called her out?... Maybe it's best to stay quiet for now. If the odd girl wanted to participate, it would be up to her.
That should do it for now. I should probably add more skills, but perhaps later on.


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