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Current RIP RPG

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4 mos ago

Is the guild glitching? I just saw some kind of weird red message about being a new member..

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4 mos ago

So much for heroics...

5 mos ago

Am... am I the reason why the rps I try to join die?

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5 mos ago

Is a quote really a quote if it's been said by multiple people who weren't quoting each other at the time?

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"Yet still I seek to play. To write and to share the weirdness that I conceive of, with any who will hear." 

~An earthbound starfish alien, once upona time.

For as long as I can remember I've been a writer. I've made characters and told tales. I've painted pictures and shared information. I've struck nerves and inspired. I've been an artist with words. A gamer whose only console is the English language itself. 

But now so much has changed in my life. So much has happened that has left me wordless. I am not the same. But still I write. Only now I'm trying to find a new voice. A new style. A different genre to suit an upgraded and expansive point of view. 

The old rules no longer apply. I'm tired of hyperrealism. I've had it up to here (very high up) with antiheroes. When everyone's an antihero, the villains have won. I'm so sick of the jaded cynicism of modernity and the deconstructive apathy of post modernity. 

Sure, sometimes the hopelessness arises. Sometimes it's overwhelming. It's depressing to see how divisive everything is becoming, how AI slop is taking over the internet while creative humans languish in obscurity, how prevalent addictions and job insecurity are becoming in supposedly first world nations. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is about to really burn down all around us. 

But that's why we can't give up. Why storytellers, writers, and potential protagonists of our own tales can't stop sharpening our wits or flexing our imaginations. When doom seems certain and darkness fills the foreseeable future, that's when a new story - a story of light and hope - is needed the most. And WE can tell that story. 

I'm looking for a few good rps in which to stretch my creativity. I'm not looking for anything too dark, lewd, or demonic. Nothing that glorifies sorcery or homosexuality. Nothing that overuses mature themes like they're some kind of addiction. Please no edgelords, murderhobos, or haters. 

I want romances that not only fade to black but that don't focus exclusively on sexual passion a if that's the only part of love that there is. I want lighthearted adventures, yes with intense or perhaps even horrific moments, but with the hope filled promise of a happy ending. I  want themes like Iyashikei and NobleBright. 

I want superhero roleplays that are more four color comic book style adventures than grim and gritty realism. I want slices of life that are more about joy and healing than drama and strife. I want Star Wars roleplays that reach back to a time before George Lucas and then Disney started changing and ruining everything - a time when there were just three movies and an expanded universe that wasn't set in stone. 

I guess want I'm saying is I want to write things that aren't too popular these days, but might've been popular decades ago. 

If that sounds like something that interests you, let me know.

Is It True?

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In Word association Game! → 5 mos ago Forum: Spam Forum

Meeting 

In Book Quotes → 5 mos ago Forum: Spam Forum

@MoleI'm glad you do. As soon as I read that paragraph I just had to share it. 

In Word association Game! → 5 mos ago Forum: Spam Forum

Peace

In Book Quotes → 5 mos ago Forum: Spam Forum

Howard gave her good writing advice: "Your yarns never have any real conflict. Your girl comes from a good home; everybody loves her; everything's pleasant.  She is happy, and, if she wants something,  she gets it.... What about you, the unwanted child.... Why don't you write about girls with problems like that?" Price responded, "I can't.  It hurts too bad"

— Deke Parsons, J.R.R. Tolkien, Robert E. Howard and the Birth of Modern Fantasy

In Word association Game! → 5 mos ago Forum: Spam Forum

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In DC Reborn → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@Omega Man I'm here. Just got the finishing touches on my updated cs. 

In DC Reborn → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

TARANTULA

"Physical appearance is of little value to our eternal fate; worry instead for the beauty or disfigurement of your soul."

Character/Concepts Used: Tarantula (John Law) / Richard Agoras / Goliath
Name: Jonathan Jaden Law
Alias: Tarantula / The Tarantula
Age: 46
Personality: Decisive, Sneaky, Mature, Pious, Clever
Alignment: Good
Archetype: Metahuman

POWERS & ABILITIES

Hybrid Humanoid Tarantula Form:
Heroic Physique: Superhuman Strength & Durability.
Arachnid Physiology: Six-Armed Anatomy; organic Web Silk Production; Venomous Fangs.
Extraordinary Vitality: Youthful Vigor; Enhanced Stamina; Decelerated Aging.
Liberated Movement: Super Agility; Enhanced Leaping; and Wall Crawling.
Sensitive Perception: Heightened Senses: Visiual/Multiple eyes; Kinetic/Vibration Detection.

Skills & Equipment:
Combat: Mixed Martial Arts, Acrobatics, and Stealth.
Intellect: Investigative logic and professional literary analysis.
Attire: Rugged cloth wrappings; a barbarian-martial artist aesthetic designed for intimidation.

Weaknesses:
Monstrous Visage: Appears as a hulking nightmare-beast that incites terror in friend and foe alike.
Vocal Aphasia: Physically incapable of speech; limited to the written word.


APPEARANCE

Once a man of conventional Midwestern stock—blond hair, blue eyes, and a stature that blended into the Midway suburbs—he is now a hulking anomaly of flesh and fur. Standing at a looming seven-foot-two, Tarantula is a powerhouse of arachnid geometry: six powerful arms, a spider’s visage seeing the world through eight obsidian eyes, and with a sandy-brown pelt of arachnian fur that covers his massive frame. He eschews modern tactical gear for the aesthetic of a barbarian brawler, wrapping his limbs and nether regions in rugged cloth.

 
 



BIO

Jonathan Law is a name synonymous with the sharp, angular typeface of the paperback thriller. He is celebrated as a prolific chronicler of corrupt precincts and the desperate men who police them. A writer whose niche success afforded comfortable life in the suburbs of Midway City, where from his large gambrel roofed home he lived a quiet life of literary acclaim, supported by his steadfast German housekeeper, Olga. He had been a hard working author, and he was doing well enough two afford two cars and many other luxuries. 

He should have listened to Olga and found a a nice girl at church. But despite his devout Christian upbringing and the traditional values of his St. Roch youth, Law spent his bachelorhood adrift in a sea of shallow appetites. Beneath the disciplined veneer of a professional success story lay just another restless human spirit who longed for what he did not have. In Jonathan's case he longed for a wife and a family of his own. 

He heeded more readily the call his own savage and dominating lusts, however, rather the loving spiritual partnership and he claimed to be after. For as much as he idolized the dream of a traditional family, filled with love and connection, his actual pursuit of this dream was all too often an outlet for a darker side of his passions. Looking for the ideal wife, but finding only a series of fleeting, carnal encounters, and predatory flings. And that's where it all went wrong, you see. 

One gloomy night his desires led him into a neon-lit abyss. Enticed by a gothic Japanese girl whose bratty, teasing demeanor perfectly mirrored his secret appetite for dominance. That evening of flirtation ended in an utter void of blackness and Jonathan found himself not in a conquest, but a cage. 

He awoke into the fever-dream of a clinical horror show. Strapped to a cold table, he saw the girl no longer a submissive toy, but now a laughing architect of agony. There were needles, alien-cold chemicals, and fractured memories of a titanic clash against a golden-clad woman. When the facility finally blossomed into a cleansing explosion, he crawled from the wreckage transformed. 

When he awoke, he felt like he had the worst hang over on the planet. And he could not speak. He was confused and lost in a downtown area. Wandering through unfamiliar alleyways in the afternoon light. And everyone who saw him, those who weren't drunk or high, ran away in exaggerated fear. But only when he finally caught sight of his own reflection did he finally understand why. He was now a seven foot tall spider monster! 

After a while of reflection and flirtation with despair, Jonathan began to realize that he was now especially well equipped to be like some of the best protagonists he'd ever written about. He could now go toe to toe with mobsters and terrorists, intimidate them, sneak into their lairs, the works. Besides, what was there to lose? It's not like he was ever going to have much of a social life now. Or a family. What then did the money from his books mean anymore? 

And so he began to be the hero he would have written about. And he also did write still. He corresponded with Olga about his home and finances. And he corresponded with the press, pretending to be normal citizens, regarding the emergence of a strange new hero. He developed a plan to keep Olga taken care of by making her the director of his finances, while traveling form city to city, fighting crime. But after a few months his old housekeeper began to insist that he return home. He warned her that he was now "hideously disfigured", but she replied that "physical appearance is of little value to our eternal fate," and that he "should spend more time worrying about the beauty or disfigurement of your soul." Eventually he did return home, and found the German woman shockingly accepting of his new appearance and willing to aid him in his new purpose. 

NOTES

The Blind Spot: Jonathan does not know his tormentor was Dr. Poison, nor does he realize his "dream" fight with Wonder Woman was a real life battle.
The Ward: Seeking to incorporate an NPC bond with a young Catalina Flores as a redemptive mission of protection.

In DC Reborn → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks

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OOC is up people!@Omega Man

Excellent!

I’m considering pulling Speed Demon and replacing them with an Aquaman or something else. Got too many ideas floating around.@Sanity43217

Interesting. And here I was looking forward to some fun moments of narrative tension between the pious Christian and the profane occultist. Still be cool to see what you come up with next though.

[CENTER][IMG]https://i.postimg.cc/hPvSrB6g/0375f61a98e01c40466c9454c22f7986449400eada39a3ee5e6b4b0d3255bfef95601890afd80709da39a3ee5e6b4b0d3255.png[/IMG][/CENTER] "Yet still I seek to play. To write and to share the weirdness that I conceive of, with any who will hear." [RIGHT]~An earthbound [url=https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/StarfishAliens]starfish alien[/url], once upona time.[/RIGHT] [CENTER][URL=https://www.nodiatis.com/personality.htm][IMG]https://www.nodiatis.com/pub/8.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/CENTER] [HIDER=RP Preferences: A Diatribe] For as long as I can remember I've been a writer. I've made characters and told tales. I've painted pictures and shared information. I've struck nerves and inspired. I've been an artist with words. A gamer whose only console is the English language itself. But now so much has changed in my life. So much has happened that has left me wordless. I am not the same. But still I write. Only now I'm trying to find a new voice. A new style. A different genre to suit an upgraded and expansive point of view. The old rules no longer apply. I'm tired of hyperrealism. I've had it up to here (very high up) with antiheroes. When everyone's an antihero, the villains have won. I'm so sick of the jaded cynicism of modernity and the deconstructive apathy of post modernity. Sure, sometimes the hopelessness arises. Sometimes it's overwhelming. It's depressing to see how divisive everything is becoming, how AI slop is taking over the internet while creative humans languish in obscurity, how prevalent addictions and job insecurity are becoming in supposedly first world nations. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is about to really burn down all around us. But that's why we can't give up. Why storytellers, writers, and potential protagonists of our own tales can't stop sharpening our wits or flexing our imaginations. When doom seems certain and darkness fills the foreseeable future, that's when a new story - a story of light and hope - is needed the most. And WE can tell that story. I'm looking for a few good rps in which to stretch my creativity. I'm not looking for anything too dark, lewd, or demonic. Nothing that glorifies sorcery or homosexuality. Nothing that overuses mature themes like they're some kind of addiction. Please no edgelords, murderhobos, or haters. I want romances that not only fade to black but that don't focus exclusively on sexual passion a if that's the only part of love that there is. I want lighthearted adventures, yes with intense or perhaps even horrific moments, but with the hope filled promise of a happy ending. I want themes like Iyashikei and NobleBright. I want superhero roleplays that are more four color comic book style adventures than grim and gritty realism. I want slices of life that are more about joy and healing than drama and strife. I want Star Wars roleplays that reach back to a time before George Lucas and then Disney started changing and ruining everything - a time when there were just three movies and an expanded universe that wasn't set in stone. I guess want I'm saying is I want to write things that aren't too popular these days, but might've been popular decades ago. If that sounds like something that interests you, let me know. [/HIDER] [CENTER][URL=https://whitewolf.fandom.com/wiki/True_Faith][COLOR=SILVER]Is It True?[/COLOR][/URL][/CENTER] [CENTER][IMG]https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/whitewolf/images/9/9b/CrestRedOrder.png[/IMG][/CENTER]

<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.postimg.cc/hPvSrB6g/0375f61a98e01c40466c9454c22f7986449400eada39a3ee5e6b4b0d3255bfef95601890afd80709da39a3ee5e6b4b0d3255.png" /></div><br><br>"Yet still I seek to play. To write and to share the weirdness that I conceive of, with any who will hear." <br><br><div class="bb-right">~An earthbound <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/StarfishAliens">starfish alien</a>, once upona time.</div><br><br><div class="bb-center"><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.nodiatis.com/personality.htm"><img src="https://www.nodiatis.com/pub/8.jpg" /></a></div><br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="RP Preferences: A Diatribe">RP Preferences: A Diatribe [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">For as long as I can remember I've been a writer. I've made characters and told tales. I've painted pictures and shared information. I've struck nerves and inspired. I've been an artist with words. A gamer whose only console is the English language itself. <br><br>But now so much has changed in my life. So much has happened that has left me wordless. I am not the same. But still I write. Only now I'm trying to find a new voice. A new style. A different genre to suit an upgraded and expansive point of view. <br><br>The old rules no longer apply. I'm tired of hyperrealism. I've had it up to here (very high up) with antiheroes. When everyone's an antihero, the villains have won. I'm so sick of the jaded cynicism of modernity and the deconstructive apathy of post modernity. <br><br>Sure, sometimes the hopelessness arises. Sometimes it's overwhelming. It's depressing to see how divisive everything is becoming, how AI slop is taking over the internet while creative humans languish in obscurity, how prevalent addictions and job insecurity are becoming in supposedly first world nations. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is about to really burn down all around us. <br><br>But that's why we can't give up. Why storytellers, writers, and potential protagonists of our own tales can't stop sharpening our wits or flexing our imaginations. When doom seems certain and darkness fills the foreseeable future, that's when a new story - a story of light and hope - is needed the most. And WE can tell that story. <br><br>I'm looking for a few good rps in which to stretch my creativity. I'm not looking for anything too dark, lewd, or demonic. Nothing that glorifies sorcery or homosexuality. Nothing that overuses mature themes like they're some kind of addiction. Please no edgelords, murderhobos, or haters. <br><br>I want romances that not only fade to black but that don't focus exclusively on sexual passion a if that's the only part of love that there is. I want lighthearted adventures, yes with intense or perhaps even horrific moments, but with the hope filled promise of a happy ending. I want themes like Iyashikei and NobleBright. <br><br>I want superhero roleplays that are more four color comic book style adventures than grim and gritty realism. I want slices of life that are more about joy and healing than drama and strife. I want Star Wars roleplays that reach back to a time before George Lucas and then Disney started changing and ruining everything - a time when there were just three movies and an expanded universe that wasn't set in stone. <br><br>I guess want I'm saying is I want to write things that aren't too popular these days, but might've been popular decades ago. <br><br>If that sounds like something that interests you, let me know.</div></div><br><br><div class="bb-center"><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://whitewolf.fandom.com/wiki/True_Faith"><font color="silver">Is It True?</font></a></div> <br><br><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/whitewolf/images/9/9b/CrestRedOrder.png" /></div><br><br></div>

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