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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Guys, again, I want to bring a point up.

Reactions. These last few rounds has had players add practically nothing. In some instances it's tough, such as this current Dylan punching Tobias scene where the obvious point is mainly for reactions to that hit before Danni continues on, but with the Keeva scene (and now Rose scene) you guys could push it on a lot more further then you have. I don't understand why you don't. Even if you feel nervous you might be stepping on Danni or my toes and might disrupt things, you guys could ask in the ooc to find out. I communicated with Danni over pm and asked her if I could have Rose do this in case she had certain plans with Keeva. She didn't, so... I took the initiative to do this. Where is the proactivity and initiative? I whined about it in a pm and it's still not happening.

Not to mention... why in the round before this one did pretty much no one in the prop room acknowledge Rose shouting just outside?

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Oh wait, I just got the joke in Rex's post. Gosh I'm dumb.

Romance in Roleplays: Yes or No?

Absolutely. I've found that romance tends to help add to an rp and its story, but it all depends on the particular players, characters, and how that romance comes about. If it's an unplanned, natural extension of characters' interactions within the rp's story, it can help work as nice character development and drama for the characters and generally be an interesting experience.

However at the same time, there's a lot of ways in which it can go wrong, which can immediately turn me off it. One of those is if it's something that's forced between two players (who 'ship' their characters) and not something that's been built as a natural development of the characters' prior interactions. It just reads as forced, unnatural, ignorant of other players within the group and their characters and also just appear as... kind of boring. It depends on the type of romance, I suppose, but as a whole a pairing that's forced through into an rp tends to just be kind of awkward. I'm also not really a fan of some instances where players either rush through a romance development to the point where again, it's unrealistic and unnatural, or if players push that romance to the forefront of the rp to the detriment of other characters and the main plot itself, and instead force the focus of the rp onto it. That's always pretty shit.

But overall it comes back to and depends on how well written it is. I think romance can help add a lot to an rp as a subplot, so long as it's done naturally and with care, but that could go for a lot of other things too.

EDIT: Also I appreciate the effort to bring more life into the RP Discussion forum. I haven't seen any topics here that's caught my interest to reply to for a while now, so kudos for that.

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Academy of the Arts: Dalia’s Group

“Tobias!” Dalia exclaimed, suddenly awkward. “Of course you’d be here.”

“Where else would I be? And where did you find such a collection of fascinating people?’”

Estelle could only blink in disbelief and confusion as a handsome indigo haired man appeared from out of nowhere, and took her hand to his lips in order to plant a soft, delicate kiss. His eyes glanced up from her hand, to look into hers, as he placed delicate emphasis upon his next words.

“Such...enchanting...people?”

Estelle continued to blink, as she took back her hand, not entirely sure how to process this new arrival whom Dalia had named as Tobias. She certainly didn’t know how to process what happened next, as Dylan appeared from out of nowhere again with Simon and, with a powerful lunge, belted Tobias square in the jaw, sending the man reeling to and collapsing towards the floor. She didn’t know how to process it, but her body reacted immediately on its own. Darting forwards, gripping Dylan’s body, and pulling him back, to prevent him in the possibility of continuing his attack.

“Dylan!” Estelle yelled out, her face angry and flush with concern. Not so much for the stranger, although she couldn’t understand why a man as gracious and polite as he would deserve such an attack, but moreso for her friend Dylan, whose actions to her were grossly out of character. “What’s wrong with you?!”

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Aliquam: Academy of the Arts – Corridor

“Excuse me?” Rose sharply turned her head, to glare at Keeva as she and her tour group appeared standing in the doorway to the prop room. She then turned again, to her brother’s sarcastic, nonchalant addition to Keeva’s rude demand, and the way in which in which he folded his arms behind his head and lazily rolled his eyes. “Excuse me?” Her brow furrowed, and she leapt off of her horse, Sebastian.

“Who do you think you are, and who do you think I am?” Rose’s voice was raised as her feet clacked atop the floor. Everyone else whom were within the corridor lowered their heads, to look to the ground, and carried on their conversations at a duller, quietened tone, if not outright silent. “This is not how you address the President of the Academy’s Student Council, Keeva! Remember your place, and mind your tone! I am on Student Council business here, you could wait but a minute!” She suddenly turned, to stare at her brother, her eyes narrowing. “You!” She briskly crossed the pace between her and Angel and Marcus, stopping in front of him, before her hand then deftly swung out and swatted her brother across the cheek.

With a low gurgling moan and hand raised to his reddening cheek, Rose continued her assault, to grab, pinch, and twist him back up by the ear.

“Again, Angél! Gambling on school premises yet again! How many times must you have to be told?! How many times before you learn! Do you take delight in dishonouring our family’s name, or is it simply pure stupidity?!” Rose bared her teeth as she dragged the man up to look her in her dazzling blue eyes. To accentuate Rose’s anger, her noble steed Sebastian grumbled and snorted with a huff again, shaking his head from side to side.

He then felt a slap on his butt.

Sebastian fell still for but a fraction of a second, before suddenly turning on the spot. Still blocking the entranceway to the prop room, Sebastian now faced Keeva and the Pride, his head looming over them, with his teeth bared between his fine, exquisite moustache. His eyes almost seemed to shine as he looked down, Lute already beginning to visibly panic and fall short of almost messing himself.

Trixie still looked up in wonder, oblivious of any possible danger.

And then Sebastian bent his head down low and slobbered his tongue all over the prankster’s face. He didn’t know why, but he liked her.

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I'm reserving the next post

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Kathi said “I'm rather curious as to what play this hat was used in, but I'm sure whoever wore this hat must have been in the limelight,” she grinned, “even if it doesn’t serve as a refreshing drink.”

Fox said The man doubled over laughing then gave his friends a silly grin and two thumbs up. "That was a good one," he scrunched up his nose and suppressed another laugh. "Kind of a sour joke though."

I am dying over here

The Legend of Midnight: Tales of the Train

FRIENDS

I hope you all had an awesome weekend c:

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Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard (Dalia's Group)

“Ooh, ooh that’s good!” Simon’s smile grew wider, and the camera’s flashing grew ever more rapid. “This time put one of your hands on your hips, and the other behind your head just like- yes, yes that’s perfect! You’re a natural, miss! Absolutely perfect and divine! A real star! Ooh, give it for the camera!!”

click, click

The hooking of Estelle and Xandra in Moira’s arms inspired even new creative inspiration for Simon, and with the puff of hot air through his nostrils, the boy once more began moving at frenetic, kinetic speeds, to take exciting shot after exciting shot of the trio- Estelle and Xandra both caught in an avalanche of shots that would reveal awkward, agonising shots amongst Moira’s enthusiastic grin. Surprisingly enough, however, there would be one shot later that would show all three of them in a happy shot, and would make a nice memento. But before then-

“Simon!” Dalia called, stepping forward to place herself between the camera and his targets. “Stop. This is proper day, so do try to act a little more professional.”

“Oh!” Simon suddenly stopped, as if finally catching himself. “Oh, you’re right, Miss Dalia! I… I’m sorry! I just got excited, is all! You’re all just so… so… beautiful! That I couldn’t help myself!!”

Another cheeky click sounded a final photograph taken of Dalia, before Simon suddenly stood up rigid and proper, and even bowed with one hand over his chest to welcome the Pride to Aliquam’s Academy of the Arts. “Please, forgive me! You’re all visitors come to see our humble Academy’s exhibitions, yes? I do hope you have a fun filled time! Please do stop by the photography exhibition if you have the chance, I have a lot of my work on display there! And, and, if any of you would like some more photographs taken, please do ask, I’m more then happy to do so! I can make you prints of any size, even a nice photobook, or-”

Simon’s eyes suddenly went wide, upon finally noticing the presence of a certain individual. In a flash, he was upon him, his excited face enveloping the other man’s own completely.

“Dylan! Why… why if it isn’t Miss Sander’s own brother come back to visit us! Dylan, you old dog, where have you been?! What have you been doing?! And where… where did you meet such beautiful women?! Tell me!!”

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Through the sculpture room’s windows, Marcus and Angel watched the energetic exchange transpiring outside, along with a number of the room’s other patrons. Angel chuckled, shaking his head from side to side. "Simon, Simon, Simon. If you look up the antonym for 'smooth...'" He laughed. "Dollie will get rid of him shortly, don't worry. He does this all the time."

Marcus gave a slow nod. His body eased up into relaxation, once he was able to see the man meant no particular harm to Estelle or his friends. The others seemed to have it well in hand, and upon Angel’s offering to continue exploring the Academy’s grounds and other exhibitions, Marcus couldn’t help but accept, stepping out of the sculpture room to walk amongst the grand halls of the campus, littered with art along all of the magnificent halls’ lengths. From the beautiful captured shots of nature and people created by the photography club (including the Academy’s one and only Simon Brace) to more finely crafted oil paintings, there was so much to see and do.

“Simon Brace, he said his name was.” Marcus struck up a conversation upon inspecting the student’s photographs of the academy and town of Aliquam. His eye for lighting, angles and composition were breathtaking. “He really is a skilled photographer… if a bit…” One of the photographs on display, sneakily mixed in-between the others was actually of Miss Dalia herself, along with a few others of the female student body.

“Oh yeah, he’s a bit of a weird one alright,” Angel sighed. “If you thought those statues those girls commissioned me to make were something, you should have heard and seen the type of statue he wanted me to make.” The sculptor shuddered. “I can’t believe he actually asked me that.”

Marcus rose a curious brow, but decided it best not to ask. They continued to explore throughout the Academy’s many grand halls and bedazzling classrooms, stopping at one point to sample some of the fine food that was on offer for visitors to try. Even the food itself was arranged in a brilliant shape and form. As Angel said, even great cooking is a fine art in itself. Marcus had to agree.

Their wanderings took them down another corridor, leading close towards the Theatrical Rooms that Keeva and her group were currently in. Marcus’ ears twitched slightly, and her curiosity grew, upon hearing a peculiar sound echoing down the way. Upon turning the corner, and into the corridor that led to the Theatre and Concert Halls, Marcus could only stop and recoil in complete surprise.

Clip clopping down the hallway was a beautiful blonde young woman, dressed in a pristine white uniform, sat regally upon the most gorgeously toned horse with flowing mane, drawing closer in their direction. The young woman’s eyes shot from side to side as she inspected all of the exhibitions and students to each side, making sure everything was neat, tidy and perfect. As she passed, all of the other students around her bowed and curtseyed before her. She nodded and smiled back. She and her stallion held their heads high.

Marcus meanwhile… couldn’t believe his eyes. And Angel… Angel groaned loudly.

It was then the young woman finally saw them, and her face lit up with attention. With a sharp kick to her horse’s sides, she galloped down the hall and came to a stop right before them, turning to stop, and be seated high above them, looking down.

“Angél de Cervántes! There you are!!” The woman, who looked cross, furrowed her brow in irritation. Her voice carried throughout the corridor and its neighbouring rooms. For the members of the Pride inside the Prop Room with Keeva, it would be impossible not to hear. The woman’s horse huffed and grumbled, shaking its nose and causing its distinguished moustache to bristle and shake. “I have been looking for you everywhere, you ignorant disgrace to the Cervántes name!! You’re in big trouble again, mister!!”

A baffled Marcus simply blinked, and slowly turned his head to look at Angel.

“Do you… ahem… know her?” Marcus sweatdropped.

“Ah… yeah…” Angel’s eye twitched. “This is my sister… Rose.”

Rose’s stallion shook its head with another grumbling snort.

“And her horse, Sebastian, of course.”

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I would like to call post after Rex, sil vous plais

Hallo everyone <3

Also sacriledge, Buns! *kicks you in the face*

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^ Chirps in his bad boy days |D