Nerevarine

Alternate History: Fall of Rome

Historically, Yes, Slavs were centered around Eastern Europe in this time, particularly the areas of Modern Ukraine. Im trying to come up with a plausable scenario for an early Slavic Migration into Pomerania and then into southeastern Britian. But if Its really such a big deal, ill be content to play as Pomeranians and try and get Britain later

Alternate History: Fall of Rome

Is this not an alternate history? Seems to say right in the title that this is an alternate history

I know full well that such an event is impossible, but I want to play it anyways, if only because it is simply alternate history and I am interested in such a scenario.

Edit:

I should Clarify, I don't need to have all of Britain, I'd be fine with a little nation of Slavs or even Romanized/Celticized Slavic peoples

Alternate History: Fall of Rome

Interested, looking to play a Slavic nation, Particularly a West Slavic speaking Britain named Nawyspa

Who's The Unwanted House Guest?

Let's make the biggest Mary Sue ever.

Shes not like the other girls

lets write a letter to the love of our lives

Each person contributes one word to the letter per post.

Lets start:

Dear

Homestuck: Interactive RP!

Name: Tyra Vichea

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Strife specibus: Batkind

Fetch modus: Grab Bag (All items are hidden, and must be pulled out at random)

Land: Land of Sand and Paradise (A scorching desert with only a few areas that are true paradise oasis gardens.)

Personality: To be blunt, Tyra is a lazy girl with a bad personality. She is kind and caring to her friends, but very abrasive otherwise. Her laziness is stunning, with her simply allowing horrible outcomes just because she doesn't want to do anything. She is very often home, sitting around and eating snack food.

Appearance:


Denizen: Hephestus

Consorts: Dogs dressed in arabian style clothing

Dream: Derse

Typing Style: just lazy as fuck with not concern for punctuation or spelling, but will usually correct spelling

Bio:
Your name is TYRA VICHEA. You are from the wonderful city of SACRAMENTO. Well, it's pretty bland, at least where you live. You live with your BROTHER, who is BLIND. He was born with PARTS OF HIS OCCUPITAL LOBE MISSING. You too were born MISSING A BODY PART, as you came into this world with a LITERALLY BROKEN HEART. At least that's what Bro tells you, but the pain in your chest everything your heart beats makes you think it's true.

You are a TOTAL LESBIAN, and love to be in the pressence of PRETTY GIRLS. You also love your HIPSTER GLASSES, although you think that Bro's blindness is wearing off on you. You also love computers, but not to a very large extent. You are absolutely wonderful at PROGRAMMING though.

Your chumhandle is clockworkGish and ....eh

God Tier: Heir of Time

Alternate History Roleplay (4000 Bc)

Vastruk looked out at the small farming village before her. She yawned, the sun having just dawned over the fields. She made a short prayer to Tengri, the sky father, asking him to be kind to the dwellers of earth. She threw a sweet smelling resin as incense, letting the smoke waft over the fields that she owned. Vastuk lamented, there had to be a better way to work the fields, and cultivate the land. Stone and bones, the tools they had used since their forefathers crossed the Steppe and settled on the shores of the Black Sea, were not keeping up with the growing Hunnic population. Stone was plentiful yes, but it was weak, brittle, and only some stone was suitable for butchery and war. The natives, the people who lived outside the safe grounds of Hun cities like Acakel, were becoming a pain. Still, Vastruk had no time to deal with these thoughts right now. She attatched her plow to her horse, and guided it though her field. Many found it strange a queen would work her field rather than have a slave do it for her. Vastruk knew that toiling in the suffering of her people was the way to show them that she understood their struggle.

After plowing, Vastruk let out a sharp yell of pain. A small cut on her foot, she stepped on something. The woman looked around for the offending object. Seeing a strange, bluish rock under her foot. The rock was heavy, looked as if it was covered in a bluish green powder. It seemed, sharper. Most stones did not cut as painfully as this. Vastruk was intregued. "Jeneshpi!" She called, with her friend, a woman with her mind on the sciences at all times, Jeneshpi rushing out to meet the queen. "My Queen!" She exclaimed, seeing the injured foot.

"Pay it no mind Jeneshpi, I need you to look at something" Vastruk said before handing her the greenish blue stone. "I need you to make a knife from this stone"

Jeneshpi looked at it, "My queen, this stone, these are junk rocks. They cannot be knapped and flaked, they only shatter when hit."

"Find a way, Jeneshpi, put them though every trial you must, cool them, weaken the stones by fire. I want this stone to be used for a knife,"

"Yes my queen" and with that, the woman was gone.

Vastruk looked out towards her city. Acakel was a small enclave, and only a few lived here, with other Huns scatteed away ,and with savages and barbarians threatening them at every corner. She hoped better weapons and more food would keep the Huns safe. Vastruk called for her advisor, to tell the people to start constructing walls around Acakel. She was going to drive the barbarians from the land, and to take all of Anatolia for the Huns

Deity Kingdoms (Accepting)

My apologies, i have been very busy lately, so I would just like to say that I am still interested in the RP and have not abandoned it. I will make the edit's immediately