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4 mos ago
Current I would like two months alone in the forest in a comfortable cabin with good wifi and a stocked library please and thank you
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5 mos ago
the library just gets more amazing.
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6 mos ago
brb my reality is being challenged
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6 mos ago
One more day.
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7 mos ago
Anemia sucks. I feel like there's an invisible vampire sucking my energy through a straw.

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In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



It was quick like a blow to the head.

Hot, crippling pain exploded in your skull. A piercing light flashed behind your eyes. A terrible, trembling horror ripped through you like knives of ice. Blinded, you felt as if you were falling, falling from an impossible height, down and deep into a hungry hot chasm stretched wide to receive you like the great maw of a beast. Its damp swirling breath smelled bittersweet, like chocolate laced with a hint of cinnamon ...


You awaken at night to the creaking of crickets and the sob of an owl. Your bruised, aching limbs are tangled in a pile of warm strangers -- other people, like you, deposited all in one place, to the detriment of whomever was first to arrive.

The air is cool and calm on your cheek; it smells sweet like rotting leaves and copper. You and your new comrades are collected on a low, circular metal platform that is half-buried in the dirt and looks as if it's been there for centuries; there are markings etched into the surface, obscured by ancient moss and creeping ragged vines.

Above, a thick rustle of leaves and mossy branches obscures the sky, but you are not without light: a weathered old lantern hangs from a high bough of a tree, held up by a thin shimmering thread. It casts a steady bright glow upon the platform directly below it, and it illuminates the small clearing of weedy flowers and spines that lay between you and the dark towering woods.

The tree -- which rises old and twisted beside you, and whose dark gnarled branch supports the lantern that is your only light -- is ticking.



The bright light of the lantern above casts a pale blue glow. An owl is perched on the branch above it, staring down with bright bored eyes. The metal platform is still and cold, crisscrossed with heavy brown vines and thick moss. The tree is ancient, wide, and stripped of all but a few scraps of bark; it is covered with old scars and holes from claws and burrowing birds. Deep inside the trunk, barely audible over the rustling leaves, is a metallic sound: click-clack whirrrrr. click-clack whirrrrr. click-clack whirrrr.

Just beyond the reach of the lantern's light there appears to be a path through the trees -- but it is hard to make out in the darkness.



The bright light of the lantern above casts a pale red glow. The metal platform is cracked through the middle; sapling trees grow out of the fissure, and the rest is covered in grass and tough weeds. In the grass beyond the platform, just within the light, a small white-furred rodent scrabbles in the dirt. The tree which bears the lantern is huge, ancient and twisted grotesquely. There is a deep dark hole in the bark, through which a distinct, strained mechanical noise can be heard: screee chik-chak. rrrrrrrr. screee chik-chak. rrrrrr.

Deep in the dark woods, far beyond the reddish glow of the lantern, there is sometimes a small flash of green light.



The bright light of the lantern above casts a pale green glow. The metal platform flashes bronze between wide patches of yellow lichen that fill the intricate carvings of runes and geometry, and it hums ever so slightly. The tree beside it, which holds the lantern above, is old and ragged, burned and tattered on one side as if it had been hit by lightning long ago. Inside the trunk there is a creaking and groaning noise, of metal against metal: kkssss chak. tick-tick-tick-tick kkssss chak. tick-tick-tick-tick.

Just by the edge of the lantern's reach, something smooth and white like bone sticks up out of the weeds and grass. Beside it, something small and shiny catches the green light.
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
LowKey123 said
i finished my characterrrr!

Woohoo! Looks good -- approved! I think you shall be on the Green team, unless you have a preference.

Jedly, whenever you're done/approved, you'll be on Red as you requested to be teamed with Tatsua.

Thundercat's character will be the fifth member of one of the teams, depending on his/her choice or according to the character's personality.

If anyone else still plans to submit a CS, we could either assume 5 people per team or open up the White team and rearrange for balance -- but we'll cross that road if we come to it.
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
YandereNoodle said
Now get us that IC, Mokley. Chop chop!

Yessir! Writing as we speak, sir! *salutes*

Thundercat said
Still open? I can have a CS ready by tonight.

Yep, surely! The IC will probably go up before then, but there's always room!
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Damiann47 said
I got no complaints, actually I think it would be interesting for my work-to-the-bone carpenter to be paired with the princess.

Excellent! I look forward to the dynamic among the characters -- we've got such a wide variety. And also, for everyone, there'll always be an opportunity IC to swap into another team. It can be arranged. ;)

71342 said
I really like the runes representing each team, did you draw them yourself? They look really nice.Btw, I'm totally good with the team arrangements. No complaints here!

Thank you! I was a little nervous about how the runes would be received -- I like them too! I didn't draw them though: it's a cool dingbats font that I found online. They'll be significant to the story too. And, yay for team spirit!

AtSixesAndSevens said
(Copy and pasted from elsewhere.)I know I haven't even gotten my CS up, but I think I'll be dropping out because of NaNoWriMo. I could try and convince myself that it'll balance out, but I really do think it's better if I focus on writing and cut out anything that will hinder my progress with doing so. Sorry for the suddenness...

Aww, so sad to see you go! Now that you mention it, maybe November wasn't the brightest time for me to start an RP. If you want to jump in in December, by all means keep us subscribed. In the meantime, good luck and happy writing!
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
These will be the starting three teams: Blue, Red and Green



I've done a mockup of potential teams on the first page of the OOC. Feel free to shout out your favorite color and it shall be done, up to 4 characters per team. Or if you really want a DIFFERENT color, that can also be done!

IC post is scheduled for sometime tomorrow.
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
No worries as always, Jedly! :)
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Oh no! No worries Napoleon, just please take care of yourself, have lots of chicken soup and chocolate, and feel better soon! We'll be here!
In Lantern 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Waaahh I've got an opening scene nearly written! IC will begin soon, if not tonight then tomorrow. I'll be assigning teams shortly. That means if we don't have your CS ... GO GO GO!

71342 said
That's not love. ...That's MARRIAGE!! ..and a harem! You greedy you. D:

Bound in loving matrimony! Til death do us all part! All mine. <3
What? What? Had she heard correctly? Go down to the engines and see what she could figure out without Dariq? "Uh -- ah, uhm ..." She lifted a finger, her mouth open to speak, but she wasn't sure what to say. Maybe I was a bit too hasty. She couldn't figure out a ship on her own. Could she? Suddenly she was very, very sorry for thinking ill of Dariq. He was probably a genius to have known the ship would be fine following his precise cut of the balloon. Simnia was about to make a fool of herself.

"Yes ... sir," she responded, and though there was determination in her eyes, her voice was halfhearted and frightened of failure. She saluted -- did sailors salute? -- and she bustled off across the deck to the stairwell.

That daredevil black-haired boy was hobbling down the dim stairs ahead of her, swaying and hunched and bruised after his soaring fall from the dock. Any moment now he'd slip and break the rest of his bones. "Don't move another inch, Blackbird," she called, thumping her way down the stairs after him. He was a good deal taller than she was, but in that case it was all right. "Lean on me, then, come on. You took a leap of faith back there."

Up ahead, a bit farther down the stairs, she spotted a familiar face. "Elani, dear," she called, for the moment ignoring her grudge while someone needed help. "How are you with broken bones? Did you say you're a nurse?"

She needed to get to the engines -- but the broken Blackbird was a new priority.
Ah ha! It's not on the first post, but I dug it up. It's on Maithien's CS near the bottom of the first page, which I somehow completely missed. Yay! Thanks for the point in the right direction, juju.

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