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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Sue has been hithertoforth removed from the rp. This is her punishment for posting S Club fucking 7 of all things.

Have fun at work, Sue. :)

I'm going to get started on a post. I loved yours and Rex's, Buns! So much drama and excitement and tension! I love it!

Just... no more S Club 7. Capiche?

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Gowi said
Can we complain about ourselves and our terrible habits? I think I’m going to do that.I’m really sick and tired of being in this sort of role-playing purgatory where my creative passion lingers in a dead zone. I’ve never been a better writer than I am now and here I am not actively feeling the same bite I did back a few years ago (let’s say 2007 to like 2010). I mean I’ve tried all the tricks in the book to be inspired consistently and Pach full well knows my inspiration has been flaky in recent years. But every single time it disappears it is for this short ass time. I mean I think 2013 was the most active I’ve been in years for role-playing prose.

I’m also sick and tired of me subconsciously sabotaging and destroying my own role-plays by either activity, arguing, or what-have-you. I love GMing, and as much as I prefer to be a player sometimes it’s not viable. Why can’t I keep anything afloat after I finished the one role-play (saga) I finished a few years ago? It’s like I finally completed a role-play without excessive time-skips and what happens after? Everything fails. Speaking of, I have an apologetic PM to send to two people.

Heyas Mike!

I think it's commendable that you've taken a self examination of yourself and where you think you've gone wrong as a player and can improve. I think it's something we could all do at some point as a way to learn from our mistakes and help improve ourselves. Just so long as we don't get too self depricating about it ;)

My advice to you: Give yourself goals. One of your primary problems was staying regularly inspired and completing posts on time. The simplest way to solve that is by regularly giving yourself goals to aspire for and then make sure you achieve them. You're certainly right that you're a good writer and GM, but you tend to flake a lot. The best way of combatting this is by setting yourself a consistent date/time to write a post and then doing it. Don't put it off, just write. Even if the post isn't exactly stellar and great writing, just post it. It's incredibly hard at first but once you get into the swing and rythym of it and find your mojo, it becomes a lot, lot easier.

I think the best thing you can do is to slowly ease yourself back into this: Start off by creating a rp that's relatively simple and easygoing, not one with a lot of lore and mechanics involved, at least not yet, but something small and simple to start with. It's better to ease yourself back in first then it is to jump at the deep end and aspire for too much. Establish a posting frequency for it that is relatively frequent, be it once every two or three days, and then strive to always achieve it, no matter what. If the rp's relatively simple, then writing posts should be a lot simpler and easier to respond to as well. And not just for you, but any applying players as well. The aim of this is to help keep you consistently posting and becoming involved with your rp, and with the (hopeful) consistent posting from your players as well, it should hopefully help to motivate you and maintain the momentum of the rp as well. Later on it can always begin to grow and flourish and become more wonderfully detailed from there. Honestly, I want you to discover that spark of fun that comes with rping be rekindled inside yourself again, and I think easing back into it with a simple rp and set personal goals can really help with that, I think.

I'm on FB if you wanna/need a chat.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

HOW HAVE YOU NEVER LISTENED TO GOLD?!

Also it's okay, Kathi. Site has been getting pretty spastic of late.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Phillis Circus: Big Top

Bedlam. The entire circus turned to bedlam.

It was almost as if Estelle’s defeat of one of the Phillis Siblings, Vance, had actually made the situation a hundred times worse. With the puppeteer’s fall, the remaining standing sibling and member of the circus was the owner and ringmaster herself – Guinevere Phillis. And in the wreckage of her home and family’s defeat, the doll user had gone mad with grief and anger. In her eyes, it was she whom had been assaulted and hurt by these would be invaders, never mind the fact that the circus had been abducting people and forcing them to perform against their will. Or at least, perhaps the guilt laid only with a fraction of the circus’ number? Perhaps Guinevere truly was innocent of any crime… it was something Marcus had considered. But such a possibility didn’t seem convincing. She was the circus’ owner. The Ringmaster herself, and thus in charge of everything that occurred within these grounds. Surely she would know… right?

Too many questions and not enough answers… not nearly enough information to draw a definitive conclusion. And not enough time to possibly allow it. Guinevere’s attack had escalated to a terrifying degree. If the Pride didn’t keep their wits about them, they would be defeated. Already their entire team had been injured and hurt, with Xandra, Lucien, Aria and Crispin proving the worst. If they didn’t focus on defeating Guinevere as quickly as possible, they would never have the opportunity to discover the real truth of this whole affair.

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Onstage

“Raaaargh!” Estelle raised her fireblade into the air before her, defending herself from the sudden lunge of the flying foam shark’s attack, which drove Estelle skidding backwards as sharp teeth clanged against sharp metal. Eventually the swordwoman’s feet stopped, and Estelle held her ground against the attacker, struggling backwards against the inhumanly powerful shark. But almost as soon as Estelle began to turn the tables against her foe, it suddenly shifted its own attack. Its body suddenly swiped to the side, and smacked its powerful tail straight into Estelle’s side, knocking her down to the floor with a grunt. As soon as she landed on the ground, many more of the toys and dolls controlled by Guinevere began to swarm to and over her, throwing their weight onto her to keep her completely pinned. The dolls laughed a sinister giggle as they did so, and started to rake their horribly sharp nails along Estelle’s bare skin to her scream.

“Yes…” Guinevere’s lips quivered as her eyes darted across the battleground, side to side, along all areas of the tent. “Suffer… just as you have forced me to suffer!!”

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Pit

“What on Ddaear…?!” Marcus’ eyes widened in horror as his body was suddenly lurched off stage and into the pit along with Amy and Crispin. With a wheeze his body gasped upon landing on his back, and Marcus was rendered speechless at the sight of their would be attackers. Plush monkeys with preposterously huge, sticky hands growing larger and larger and forming into giant fists, ready to slam down upon them…!

Marcus didn’t have any time. He concentrated his energy, and gave himself, Amy and Crispin a swift boost in agility at the same time he unleashed a buffeting gale in-between themselves and the falling fists. Would the fists be slowed enough, and themselves fast enough to avoid the impending attack?

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Aisle

“Oh c’mon, you have got to be shittin’ me…!” Eric cursed, as from behind came the rumbling rebounding sound of giant boulders crashing through from the nearest exit – some bouncing up and down in an arc towards him, some rolling down along the sloping aisle. All of them modelled after a certain particular notorious monster… who on ddaear was deranged enough to make these?

“Get off of me you annoying… things!” Eric’s fidgeting about his body grew more and more eratic, picking up and throwing porcelain dolls as far away from his person as he could. And then, he started to run, run away from the boulders.

But he was too late. One of the two bouncing balls bounced up and slammed him right in his wounded nether regions again, and the other then went and uppercutted him in the chin. Pain washed throughout him as he staggered backwards. And then, two more of the dangerous boulders rolled down the aisle and bowled him over at his legs. He hit the ground and sobbed loudly.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

I'm going to start working on a post! Thank you Rex for also adding a location summary of where our characters are. :) It helps a lot! ^^

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Just caught up on the ICs

You guys have outdone yourselves far too much. Absolutely perfect posts from all! I am having so much fun reading and writing at the moment, this chapter and current scene in particular is a blast. Rex, seriously, your description of Guinevere going psycho and all of the individual toys and plushes moving about and attacking was just so... vivid and mesmerising. I love how... 'grey' this whole situation and moral dilemna is. I feel and sympathise for Guinevere, but at the same time... ahh so hard! You have no idea how pumped up and excited I am to write my post later. Seriously! Aki, Ryver, I feel sorry for not inviting you guys sooner. You really should be a part of this. XD

Simply fantastic. Thank you for putting me to shame, K.

Your post looked absolutely perfect to me, Kathi. :) Have some faith in yourself! Slipups and errors are perfectly natural and fine, I've done it plenty of times. Don't letit upset your confidence or anything, okay? :) I hope you feel better asap too, Kathi! ;w; Krakens should be making others cry, not cry themselves. :( Puppy :(

Buns' post can be summed up as just Holyshit Moira just got eaten

I'm imagining Don singing Gold. All is now right with the world

And the Giratina Battle Remix is hype as well!!

As for difficult movies to stomach, K we need to watch Oldboy and Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance. Like for srs
Only other films that come to mind is like... Saw, but for the wrong reasons. >_<

Guess what Pach just bought and recieved OHOHOH

ohgosh

it even makes sounds

Imagine if these were in the battle charging and wakka wakka-ing at you and eating your face off c|

No idea why but I've been listening to Papa Roach all day o.o

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Rilla said
Another issue is when people, who start off weak, want to strike out alone despite it being completely bad for them to do so. Like I was doing a Bleach RP, where ALL the player shinigami were new graduates, just now getting into their squads, and doing their first.missions. Guy joins, no stronger than the rest, which is to say, anything with any real power comes and they are toast. First mission he wants? Go to the Earth World. Like what? No. And he wanted it to be a solo mission.

Did you have his character die/get incredibly hurt and maimed? I often find that's the best way to teach players about things like that. ;)

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Phillis Circus: Big Top Tent: Performance Ring

Vance recoiled as he saw the blazing girl in front of him, effortlessly cut through and reduce to ruin more of his dearest sister’s toys, dolls and plushes that attempted to swarm him. She seemed like a madwoman possessed, and not in the good, personal way he endeavoured in, charging forwards and leaping out of the pit and charging towards him as fast as she possibly could.

And she wasn’t the only one. Turning to the side, he spied two more Guilders charging towards him, the redheaded woman brandishing a giant sword that he had just been puppeting, and her electricity fuelled partner. What fools! He thought to himself. When would their audacity ever end?

The blazing, fire fuelled girl would be his, along with the small, diminutive uzi firing rascal attacking the two Guilders who sought to upset his sister. He would take control of this enraged girl once more and use her to fight against her dear friends. He would make her bow and submit to his will, and learn just who here was in control. Who out of them was the Master, and who his powerless servant. He had had enough of Estelle’s infuriating desires to resist – the prolonged battles he had waged against her, controlling her friends over and over to try and defeat her, and her aggravating inability to simply admit defeat and lie down. But now she would learn, and it would be through her that the rest of these cretinous plebeians would know defeat!

He raised his hand up towards Estelle, focusing his concentration upon her, and locking in his control. His fingers twitched as they danced the dance of the puppeteer, each one flexing up and down as he toyed and played with the metaphorical strings hooked onto Estelle’s body. It was through her, and the other with the uzis across the far side of the stage, that the rest of these Guilders would be destroyed. And then, finally, he could take his dear sweet Amaranth for himself, and…

But wait.

Something was wrong. Very, very wrong.

“This… this cannot be…” Vance muttered. For some impossible, inexplicable reason… his power was not working. The bullheaded girl charging at her was resistant to him! But how?! His power had worked on her before! Only someone of such powerful will would be able to resist his control… was that it? Was all the humiliation he had elected on her and her friends throughout their battle so far what drove her to this? He focused his concentration on the last split second moments before they met upon her, exacting all of his power and focus to make her stop… and he felt it. He felt it within her body, the strings he so elegantly weaved snake around and tighten about her, restrict it. But it was too little, too late. Even with all of the force and power he inflicted upon her to stop, Estelle still swung her sword, her will filled with the rage and determination of each and every one of her friends. Vance’s control had almost had her, but it was a single second too late.

With the flat of her blade, Estelle’s swift strike struck diagonally across Vance’s body, sending him flying back with flames smouldering across his wound.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Gonna get a quick Estelle post up if my internet still allows it. It's been crazy all day. My post won't be too extensive, I want to give Rex and Kathi a chance to catch up.

Hope you're all doing well today! Good luck to another long and arduous week. orz

Shouldn't be too long until Aki and Ryver can begin posting! Although I think we'll be saying goodbye to Kei at the end of this chappy? ;w;