Yeah, sorry for being gone for a while there. I'm free for another month.
Melkor Member
The Nerd Formerly Known as Melkor
STATUS: haven’t been able to rp in so long. grad school is a bitch 4 mos ago
- Last Seen: 4 mos ago
- Old Guild Username: Melkor
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 1843 (0.41 / day)
- VMs: 2
-
Username history
- Melkor 12 yrs ago
Status
Recent Statuses
4 mos ago
Current
haven’t been able to rp in so long. grad school is a bitch
3
likes
3 yrs ago
I'm about to enter my senior year. So close to that astro degreeeeee
3
likes
4 yrs ago
Act two of the original three is done. It is about 100 pages and 23k words. I'll be merging the first two acts into one and the book will end up being about twice as long as originally projected.
1
like
4 yrs ago
Act 1 of 3 is done. It’s about 100 pages and 23k words and has a prelude, 8 chapters, and an interlude. I’m looking at 100k words as an approximate goal.
4
likes
4 yrs ago
Progress on draft 2: 8200 words and 32 pages.
3
likes
Bio
Thrawn: "I have read about the nightswan. Have you?"
Nightswan: "You refer to the fact that it sings only as night is falling?"
Thrawn: "Yes. You do not expect your stand to succeed, do you?"
Nightswan: "I know that it won't succeed."
Thrawn: "That does not necessarily mean the end. I can give orders for you to be taken unharmed."
Nightswan: "They will be ignored. Half the troops here are Batonn Defense and Restos is determined to get rid of me."
Thrawn: "Then come with me now!"
Nightswan: "A man must do what he must, Admiral Thrawn. Even if his stand is against the fall of eternal night."
Nightswan: "You refer to the fact that it sings only as night is falling?"
Thrawn: "Yes. You do not expect your stand to succeed, do you?"
Nightswan: "I know that it won't succeed."
Thrawn: "That does not necessarily mean the end. I can give orders for you to be taken unharmed."
Nightswan: "They will be ignored. Half the troops here are Batonn Defense and Restos is determined to get rid of me."
Thrawn: "Then come with me now!"
Nightswan: "A man must do what he must, Admiral Thrawn. Even if his stand is against the fall of eternal night."
Most Recent Posts
In
Murder Mystery [You RP the monster hunter, I'll RP the mystery!]
→
10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
In
Murder Mystery [You RP the monster hunter, I'll RP the mystery!]
→
10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
It was the middle of the day and Royce sat behind his desk at the British embassy in Prague. His office wasn’t anything special, his walls were plain white with wooden trim. The room, itself was large, about ten by eight meters, it housed him and his staff. They had a desk clump in the middle of the room, with a telegraph while he had his own desk next to a window that overlooked a back alley. Royce’s staff sorted through reports there and decided what needed to be brought to his attention.
The two oak doors opened swiftly and a soldier snapped to attention and saluted, “Corporal Barnes reporting in sir!” While maintaining himself at rigid attention he continued, “Colonel Evans, you have new orders from the Provost Marshal’s office, sir.” The corporal made his way around the desk clump in the center of the room to Royce’s desk and handed the orders to his superior. He left after that.
Evans read the orders. Lt. Col Evans, R. is hereby ordered to conduct a covert investigation of recent disappearances in Bertramka… He understood why they would ask him to do it, he was one of the heads of investigation for the Royal Army and he was also one of the only trustworthy officials in Czech territory right now. He could tell that the brass must be getting nervous about the disappearances, otherwise they would allow Czech forces to deal with it themselves.
Roy stood, “Captain Ferris. You are in-charge until I’m back. I have orders to attend to.”
“Sir!” Captain Ferris, a heavy set man stood from his desk and saluted. “When should we expect you back?”
“A week or two.” He turned to the rest of the men in the room, “Don’t slack off while I’m gone.” Before he left the room he turned back to the others. “Before I go, give me any reports you have on the recent disappearances in Bertramka.” They were all standing while they received their orders. “That’s all.” He turned and walked out of the room, he was relieved that he wouldn’t have to wear his uniform for a while, but he was concerned with what the reasons for a covert investigation would be. He knew that his men could be trusted, they’d worked together for years at this point. But still, he had no idea why he was ordered to investigate… unless… this was viable or a Brit had disappeared. He put the thought away as he made arrangements for his travel.
The two oak doors opened swiftly and a soldier snapped to attention and saluted, “Corporal Barnes reporting in sir!” While maintaining himself at rigid attention he continued, “Colonel Evans, you have new orders from the Provost Marshal’s office, sir.” The corporal made his way around the desk clump in the center of the room to Royce’s desk and handed the orders to his superior. He left after that.
Evans read the orders. Lt. Col Evans, R. is hereby ordered to conduct a covert investigation of recent disappearances in Bertramka… He understood why they would ask him to do it, he was one of the heads of investigation for the Royal Army and he was also one of the only trustworthy officials in Czech territory right now. He could tell that the brass must be getting nervous about the disappearances, otherwise they would allow Czech forces to deal with it themselves.
Roy stood, “Captain Ferris. You are in-charge until I’m back. I have orders to attend to.”
“Sir!” Captain Ferris, a heavy set man stood from his desk and saluted. “When should we expect you back?”
“A week or two.” He turned to the rest of the men in the room, “Don’t slack off while I’m gone.” Before he left the room he turned back to the others. “Before I go, give me any reports you have on the recent disappearances in Bertramka.” They were all standing while they received their orders. “That’s all.” He turned and walked out of the room, he was relieved that he wouldn’t have to wear his uniform for a while, but he was concerned with what the reasons for a covert investigation would be. He knew that his men could be trusted, they’d worked together for years at this point. But still, he had no idea why he was ordered to investigate… unless… this was viable or a Brit had disappeared. He put the thought away as he made arrangements for his travel.
In
Murder Mystery [You RP the monster hunter, I'll RP the mystery!]
→
10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Alright, I'm gonna work on a character now. Sorry, have been busy with the end of the semester for the past few weeks.
Posted. I was trying to let someone else lost but I guess I waited long enough. Anyway, I'm not the best at Japanese grammar so I had translate help, not sure if it's perfect but I suppose It'll have to do.
It happened later that night. Akihito doesn't scream. He never really has, some would call him emotionless but he doesn't really care - perhaps he has aspergers. He should have had a reason to scream but his only reaction was to ask why it was there.
“You’ve taken a liking to it… human boy.” The being before him hovered above the ground. It's skeletal arms and legs hung off of its suspended body long and lanky, they grazed the floor as she moved about his apartment. By this time of night Akihito had moved to his kitchen to eat his dinner, baked chicken with rice.
“And why are you here? For this?” He picked up the Death Note from his table to point it out. “Watashi wa shinigami anata o yobidasu hitsuyō ga arimasu ka?”
“A clever one… Yes you can call me a shinigami. A reaper is what you may call me in English. But if you.prefer Japanese then Shinigami works as well.” She paused. “Yes, I am here because of the Death Note. That book was mine.”
“Was..? So… Since it came into the possession of a human you lost custody of it? Is that how it works?”
“Clever, but no. Not quite. Once the notebook touches the Earth, or anything on the Earth, it becomes a part of this realm and no longer belongs to me.”
“I see… So what is your purpose here then? Will you be leaving with my soul? Or perhaps my head? I could do nothing to stop you. I don't even know your name and, even if I did, writing it in the Death Note would do me no good. The rules clearly state that the name must be that of a human. You are, clearly, not human. “
“An astute observation, I like you human. What is your name?” She seemed to have ignored the question.
“I am Osamu Akihito” He bowed as he said it, putting his two hands together and bringing his back down to a sixty degree angle, roughly. “And you are?” He lifted his back until it was straight again.
“Clever and polite. You will be much nicer to deal with than my last human. I am the Shinigami Midora and I have come here to observe as you use this Death Note. I am not here to help, I am a spectator and nothing more… But there is one thing I can help with, if you're willing to pay the price.”
Akihito realized what this must've looked like, this skeletal reaper in his kitchen, his food getting colder and him having a tense conversation with it. Now it offered him assistance with a price, even though he had no idea, yet, what the assistance was. “What do you offer and what would be the price.”
“I offer you eyes.”
“Hmm? I have my own set… Unless you mean the eyes of a shinigami. How are they special? What would I be able to see?”
“A perceptive one. Yes, I would give you the eyes of a shinigami. With your eyes you can only see faces and other physical objects. With eyes of a shinigami you can see a person’s name and lifespan just by looking at them… There would be no need to attempt to find out someone’s name. Just take a glance and you would know.”
Akihito didn't speak. So she continued, “I can see your name and lifespan floating above your head right now. For you, it appears in hiragana because where you're from. For others it appears in whatever language their name is in. I would never tell you your lifespan, it appears in my language so you couldn't tell either, but the names would be useful to you.” She took a breath, “All I would need from you is a deal. Just half of your remaining lifespan. Nothing more or less.”
Half of his life… So if he was suppose to live another fifty years then he would live twenty-five instead...
Japanese translation: "Can I call you a shinigami?"
“You’ve taken a liking to it… human boy.” The being before him hovered above the ground. It's skeletal arms and legs hung off of its suspended body long and lanky, they grazed the floor as she moved about his apartment. By this time of night Akihito had moved to his kitchen to eat his dinner, baked chicken with rice.
“And why are you here? For this?” He picked up the Death Note from his table to point it out. “Watashi wa shinigami anata o yobidasu hitsuyō ga arimasu ka?”
“A clever one… Yes you can call me a shinigami. A reaper is what you may call me in English. But if you.prefer Japanese then Shinigami works as well.” She paused. “Yes, I am here because of the Death Note. That book was mine.”
“Was..? So… Since it came into the possession of a human you lost custody of it? Is that how it works?”
“Clever, but no. Not quite. Once the notebook touches the Earth, or anything on the Earth, it becomes a part of this realm and no longer belongs to me.”
“I see… So what is your purpose here then? Will you be leaving with my soul? Or perhaps my head? I could do nothing to stop you. I don't even know your name and, even if I did, writing it in the Death Note would do me no good. The rules clearly state that the name must be that of a human. You are, clearly, not human. “
“An astute observation, I like you human. What is your name?” She seemed to have ignored the question.
“I am Osamu Akihito” He bowed as he said it, putting his two hands together and bringing his back down to a sixty degree angle, roughly. “And you are?” He lifted his back until it was straight again.
“Clever and polite. You will be much nicer to deal with than my last human. I am the Shinigami Midora and I have come here to observe as you use this Death Note. I am not here to help, I am a spectator and nothing more… But there is one thing I can help with, if you're willing to pay the price.”
Akihito realized what this must've looked like, this skeletal reaper in his kitchen, his food getting colder and him having a tense conversation with it. Now it offered him assistance with a price, even though he had no idea, yet, what the assistance was. “What do you offer and what would be the price.”
“I offer you eyes.”
“Hmm? I have my own set… Unless you mean the eyes of a shinigami. How are they special? What would I be able to see?”
“A perceptive one. Yes, I would give you the eyes of a shinigami. With your eyes you can only see faces and other physical objects. With eyes of a shinigami you can see a person’s name and lifespan just by looking at them… There would be no need to attempt to find out someone’s name. Just take a glance and you would know.”
Akihito didn't speak. So she continued, “I can see your name and lifespan floating above your head right now. For you, it appears in hiragana because where you're from. For others it appears in whatever language their name is in. I would never tell you your lifespan, it appears in my language so you couldn't tell either, but the names would be useful to you.” She took a breath, “All I would need from you is a deal. Just half of your remaining lifespan. Nothing more or less.”
Half of his life… So if he was suppose to live another fifty years then he would live twenty-five instead...
Japanese translation: "Can I call you a shinigami?"
In
Murder Mystery [You RP the monster hunter, I'll RP the mystery!]
→
10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Can I say I like your writing style and, so far, your GMing style. I'll get started on something.
This looks cool. I'll see about a CS.
edit:probably won't be joining this one.
edit:probably won't be joining this one.
Noice
So, who should post next?
-334 Your onslaught is endless but I can't stay here much longer. I believe the women deserve a victory but since I'm a writer - I can't just let you have it! I'll return with an army of men to destroy this thread!
© 2007-2026