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3 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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4 mos ago
the library just gets more amazing.
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5 mos ago
brb my reality is being challenged
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6 mos ago
One more day.
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6 mos ago
Anemia sucks. I feel like there's an invisible vampire sucking my energy through a straw.

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I have no idea what I'm doing.

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Woohoo we're back!!! <3
In Mote 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Oh dear he went and poked it.
@Scrub Mage@Vaelin150@Girlie1Bomba@vide

Woop! First post is up, RP is open for play! :D Feel free to post as much as you want and in whatever order compels you.

This RP is pretty much open to interpretation -- go ahead and find things in the ruins that you might want to keep, make up a bit of the landscape, it's all cool. If you're not sure if an idea will fit, ask! :)

When the "last post" ticker reaches "7 days ago" (or when everyone's posted what they wanted to, whichever comes first) I will post a mod post and continue the plot.
1 NEW MESSAGE
N48.51.30.131 E2.17.40.139
COORDINATES LOGGED
CALENDAR ENTRY CREATED
3258.27.5.13.30 SUBJ "RENDEZVOUS" RMDR 1D
CALENDAR UPDATED
REMINDER SET
REMINDER: "RENDEZVOUS" TOMORROW 1:30 PM DOZING, ENIGMA
H.O.B.O. MESSAGING SYSTEM (TM) LABYRINTH CORP

PROLOGUE: RENDEZVOUS

THE RUINS OF DOZING, nestled in the widelands of Enigma territory, used to be a peaceful little city full of bright and friendly little people who were very good at manufacturing weapons. Great innovations and advancement in cannons, guns, mech suits, artificial limbs and mechanized armor took place right here in little Dozing --

-- until an explosion in the night blew it all to smithereens.

This was centuries ago, of course. There are only a few now who remember the city of Dozing, and the threat it could have been to LABYRINTH CORP had it survived.

Oh, well.

Of course there are conspiracy theories that surround the ruins -- some of a supernatural nature, as there must be -- but after countless research by countless organizations (some more legitimately titled than others) the widely accepted conclusion is that the explosion that blasted Dozing had been a simple accident in its central hydrogen warehouse, and the case has been laid publicly to rest.

Now the ruins are a bright and sunny picnic spot, carpeted with soft grass that flows and ripples in the gentle breeze. Peruse the broken and half-buried remains of beautiful architecture, meticulous wiring systems and hand-crafted machinery that has beautifully withstood the test of time and weather. Feathered birdlike nebulae (for our purposes, 'birds') nest peacefully in the barrels and sockets of machines once built for the purpose of destruction. It's a perfect spot for a philosophical discussion of irony and impermanence and the true nature of things and moral comeuppance --

-- or a rendezvous for the future crew of a slightly illegal (by some interpretations of a few laws) ship of vigilantes.

At the day and time of this rendezvous, the sky was bright and full of moving fluffy clouds. A warm breeze rushed through the synthetic grasses, which glistened blue and silver in wooshing ripples. The broken pillars and turrets and mech-pieces, illuminated happily by the sun, cast only small shadows on the bits of metal and wire that stuck out of the ground. 'Birds' chirruped happily all around, fanning their three-to-six wings, drilling into stone pillars with their beaks, catching insects with their whiplike tongues.

Within the ruins, among the rush of the wind and the warble of 'birds', a song played on repeat.

It was coming from the heart of the ruins, where a little box radio sat upon the stump of a broken column. There appeared to be no one around, and the radio certainly wasn't plugged into anything -- there was only the glass casement of bioplasm screwed into the back of it, enough power to keep the song going for days without pause.

The time of the rendezvous came . . . and went.
Welp, it occurred to me that the captain has no way of contacting you all to tell you where and when to meet -- so now you've got a communication device, haha. It's text message system & holographic communication, but it's also .... whatever else you want it to be. A pet, even, idk. xD
I am @Mokley#9911 on discord though, if there are secret ideas/character plots to be discussed and PM seems too archaic! xD

Also, HYPE for the beginning of this thing. It seems we have all the characters we'll have for now.

This cast of characters is far stranger (and far more awesome) than what I'd anticipated, actually, hahaha. I'm psyched! But the first post is always the hardest. Stay tuned.

Edit: Added a new definition to OOC page 1.
In Mote 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
No pressure, @Tojin

But tons of pressure though. >:3
In Mote 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Tenma Tendo You are correct!
I am so hesitant about having a discord. I have a horrible phobia of drama. :(
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