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4 yrs ago
Current Anybody wanna read a sloppily planned YA fantasy about a demigod that discovers the concept of love and family in a world that literally bends over to hate him? No? Yeah, me neither ;_;
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4 yrs ago
Yuuuuuup, definitely back in.
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4 yrs ago
Oh, and D&D.
4 yrs ago
...Think I’m getting back into RPing now!
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4 yrs ago
Would probably get back into RPing if I wasn't writing my own stuff. And working.

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A 30 yr. old Engineering graduate named Phil carves out his own piece of the pie in his home of N.C. while dodging babysitting, anxiety attacks, and the lows n' very lows of the industrial manufacturing industry.

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Good Job Neo, you necromancer. Eventually there’ll be enough zombies in here to appropriately do the Thriller dance!
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Yes it is, actually! And I do remember you. Your avatar seems very familiar!


Yeah, I think I was the last person to join it last time. (I was also the last post in the thread...I might have killed it.) This one caught my eye when my friend @NeoAC brought it to my attention, and I saw and remembered your name.
@Altered Tundra Is this a reboot of that one Demigod RP from a few years back?
@Coga19000Pfft, sorry dude, this thing's been long dead. Usually when something's been dropped for this long, we usually don't pick it back up. Not in the same thread, at least.

...could you imagine though? Would be nice if we could just pick up where we left off, but most of the players involved went on to other projects. Nobody wants to RP anymore ;_;
Bringing up the rear proved to work in Joey's favor, as the fleet footed Earthshaper slid to an abrupt stop. Slowing to a creep, he could overhear the the rogue mages talking down to Ling and the others. He began taking a few steps back, sizing up a wall of the building not yet effected by the tavern’s inferno. “Sandstone…” He muttered, getting a feel of the wall’s material. Wasn't the tallest structure, wouldn't be too much of a hassle to scale. ”Need to act fast…” He began up, hands grabbing onto ledges and window sills, feet digging into brick folds. Climbing stone came easy to an individual who could subtly reshape the makeup of the earth. His mage-born abilities made it unnaturally simple for Joey to gain a dependable grip on walls such as this one. Add to that a few odd years of rogue-like experiences, and you get a limey fella that could potentially wall crawl with the best of them.

Even then, there was a bit of an incentive to get to the rooftops. The area was heating up, with both the tension between the our two opposing parties, and the actual heat coming from the wild spreading flames. Joey figured he could get to a higher vantage point, and find a way to get the drop on one of the rogue mages to provide his comrades with some form of a bargaining chip. Were this any other situation, he would've been totally fine with just letting the rogues go. But once Ling went all Lawful Good on the situation, he felt the need to pitch in in some sort of way, if only because he was in the vicinity and didn't want to seem like a flake.

Now atop the building’s roof, Joey fell back into old habits as he pulled up his hood, and shrouded himself against the growing shadows of the fires. He could get a great view of the standoff, and thought to strategize accordingly. ”A’right, these buildings are all built pretty close together...I could get behind the rogues, climb back down, and snatch up that fire one, she looks kinda weak-” Speaking far too soon, said fire Mage seemed to had erupted into a AOE of flame. Just the blast of hot air created from attack was enough to make Joey stagger. The fires were doing much to just burning everything flammable...including the buildings Joey was planning on hopping over to in order to surprise the rogues. So his Plan A was effectively scrapped.

”Fffffffuuuuck.” He groaned, mentally. He was slightly disappointed he couldn't be the big damn hero anymore. But, as soon as that plan flew out the window, another one simply replaced it. He brought forth his knife. Least he could do is flick it at the fire Mage. Provide some sort of distraction that could give someone a chance to gain the upper hand. With that in mind, he lined up his shot. “OI!” He yelled as his blade was already barreling towards its target. “YEH DAFT CUNT! YOU’LL BURN DOWN THE WHOLE FUCKIN’ CITY AT THIS RATE!” As Joey yelled, he never stopped to think if that might've been her objective in the first place.

In CLOSED 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Gabriel Aeckard


Location: Roy & Sons Nursery and Garden Center
Interacting With: Anomala, Roy Jr.





“...So, uh, y’got any work experience?” Rj continued the conversation, breaking the awkward pause brought forth by Gabe’s not-so-subtle implications. ”Not really.” Gabe shrugged. ”I mean, I've worked before, just not at a store.” Rj nodded in realization. “Ohhhh, so like, volunteer stuff?” He elaborated.

Gabe had a brief lapse of thought in that moment, a memory being relived through his psyche. A peaceful outing of planting young shrubs with dryad siblings was harshly interrupted by a hellhound ambush. A horrendous incident that left Gabe with several new scars, both physical and mental. The Harvestchild parted with a sister that day, it was one of the events that had him consider moving out of the park. ”...Yeah. Something like that.” He slowly replied, diverting his gaze momentarily.

“Mala, your friend’s being weird. I can't have that shit around customers.” Rj piped up, giving the nymph a indifferent grimace. Mala’s expression curled up at the comment. “Oh grow up, Rj. Gabe's fine. He's just been through a bunch. Moving from New York n’ all...” She defended him. “He's young, strong, obedient. Give him work, and he'll do it. You can trust this one.” Rj was skeptical. “Hey, it's better than I can say for any of those other college kids.” Mala added with a smirk. Rj gave the two another uneasy look. “...Right. I'll give ‘im an application.” Relenting, he began back towards the little building that housed his office. Mala and Gabe followed behind him, staying just out of earshot. The nymph looked far more excited than the boy.

”Does he know about you, me…what we are?” He whispered to the nymph, in reference to their mythical backstories. “Well shit, Gabe, if he didn't before, he might just know now!” She whispered back, a twinge of frustration in her voice. “What was with all the dramatic pauses?” She asked. ”Memories popped up...had a lapse...sorry about that.” Gabe hesitantly replied. The confession was quick to make the nymph feel guilty for her snark. “Hey,” She stopped, pulling him to the side as Rj disappeared into his office.

“The easiest way to prevent that, is to focus on the present.” She brought him in close, her voice low and sincere. He appreciated the simple encouragement. ”Yeah...you're right.” He quietly replied. Roy Jr. reappeared back into the scene, breaking the two out of their personal moment. In his hands, were a few pieces of paper. “Aight, fill these out to the best of your ability, then hand ‘em back whenever you get the chance. Preferably before the day’s out. I'll see what I can do about getting you some work here.” He instructed, handing Gabe the sheets of application papers. ”Okay, I can do that...thanks.” He gave the two a considerate nod before turning towards the exit gates.

“Wait, you're not gonna fill it out now?” Mala tried to stop him. ”I'll get to ‘em ASAP. I'll be back when your shift’s done, yeah?” He called back. She couldn't help but sigh. “Okay...see you then, Harvestchild~.” Mala said her farewells with a knowing smirk.
”Ugh.” Gabe began walking faster. “Harvestchild? What's that supposed to mean…?” Rj mumbled at their interactions, before getting back to work.
In CLOSED 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm still around. Started on my latest post a few days back. I've just been insanely busy with life as of late. Got my driver's license yesterday. Been in and out of job interviews constantly. Family friends came to visit. A whole ton of junk. I'll try to get something up tonight, if I'm lucky.
In CLOSED 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Gabriel Aeckard


Location: Roy & Sons Nursery and Garden Center
Interacting With: Anomala, the Dwarf Ash Dryad





He might not’ve been one to openly admit it, but Gabe felt a sort of peace being within the vicinity of the nursery. It wasn't the raw, gritty feel he felt when tromping through the forest, but it was a comforting feeling, nonetheless. He would compare the sensation to being at a botanical garden, an area full of colorful, abundant, thriving plant life. Must've been the maternal traces left in him, the ones that made him such a flower child.

Though, the difference between this place and your typical tourist garden attraction, would most likely be the massive mounds of mulch and manure and tools all out in the open. It was a store after all, and there were goods here that needed to be sold. “Imma go clock in and find the manager. Don't wander off too far, yeah?” Mala informed her friend, giving him a small smile before proceeding off. He nodded to her back before giving a brief look about the place. It was still pretty early in the day, so naturally there were no customers. Even then, the place usually wasn't the most active storefront in town, given the area and population demographics. You'd most likely see a landscaper or maintenance worker surveying wares before you'd see any school kids.

...The place sounded far too good to be true, the more Gabriel thought about it. Minimal human interaction? Easy, yet rewarding labor? And in a favorable environment, no less? The Harvestchild wondered if there was a catch. ”Either I'll end up not liking somebody, or I won't even get the job. That's usually how these things go.” He thought, his feet wandering as his mind followed suit. The area was dense with flora, all sorts of plants and shrubbery trying their best to overlap the small gravel paths. Even during the crisp climates of the Utah autumn, there were still many plants eager to grow while the soil was still warm.

As Gabe meandered down an aisle of perennials and annuals, he couldn't help but stop and take notice of a row of chrysanthemums growing in. It was a peculiar sight to the boy. They may’ve been in season, but they definitely weren't native to the Beehive State. “How well would these survive in this sort of climate?” He muttered, kneeling into the soil. Curiosity overcoming him, Gabe reached out to the plants, to see how they would react to his touch. Naturally, spry, lively plants would perform noticeably better than struggling ones. The ambiance of the area began to fade away from the boy’s ears as he reached ever so closer, his focus drowning out his surroundings.

“Find what you're looking for, man?” A deep voice called from behind the boy, noticeably spooking him out of his induced trance. Gabe sized the man up as he sprung to his feet. Gabriel usually considered himself to be somewhat tall, but this guy still had a few inches over him. His dark brown hair was wrapped in numerous, peculiar buns. His arms adorned in black, blocky, pattern-like tattoos. Between himself, Gabe, and Mala, none of them really looked like they worked there. Speaking of the wood nymph, Mala managed to catch sight of the two just before Gabe could get another word out.

“Rj! There you are.” She called out, trotting up to the two. She had replaced her jacket with a short green apron, seemingly the only element to the nursery’s work attire. “And, I see you've already met Gabe, perfect!” She added. The taller guy perked up a bit at the realization. “Ah, so that’s your name, huh? I've seen you lurk around my store a few times before.” It didn't take much for Gabriel to put one and one together from there. “You must be the manager, then.” He revealed. Rj smirked.

“Manager, owner, what's the diff?” He smirked and held out a hand. “Regis Fauntleroy Jr. I'm taking up the storefront where my father left off.” The two exchanged a hearty handshake. “They call me Rj, for short.” He added. “Heard from Mala here that you know your way around the flora world. What, you majoring in botany at that school or something?” It was obvious he was talking about the Academy. Gabriel had to assume the guy was human, but didn't know for sure. “Somthin’ like that. Most’a my knowledge just comes…” Gabe paused, exchanging cautious glances with Mala. “...Naturally.”
In CLOSED 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Had some thoughts, and I've wanted to ask if anyone ever explored the idea of what the relationship between a Demeter demigod and Demeter's god daughter, Persephone, would be like. I would imagine something like that would make for great conversation, or...it could be nothing. I figure I'd direct the idea discussion to @Altered Tundra@karamonnom since they're the only other ones with Demeter kids (that I know of).

Though, as I think about it, it would be the same sort of scenario with say, A Zeus kid and Heracles, yeah?
In CLOSED 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
(disregard, posted something in the wrong place)
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