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8 yrs ago
Current Guten Taaaaag~
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8 yrs ago
Merry Early-Access Christmas, y'all. The full version will release tomorrow.
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9 yrs ago
THE WORLD IS YOUR ****ING OYSTER!
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9 yrs ago
Just Monika.
9 yrs ago
So I just played 'Doki Doki Literature Club'... All I can say is: GOD DAMN!
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Bio

Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste discerning in his choice of ramen. I'm a Canadian student currently living in Germany to do my Masters. I enjoy sports, martial arts, reading, writing, videogames and draw inspiration from all of these for my roleplays.

As for RPs, I like many different topics but only ever join one or two at a time. Any more than that, and I run out of time to write, so my quality really starts to slip. The upside of this is that I almost never drop an RP unless everyone else deserts it. If you see me apply to yours, it probably means I'm in for the long haul.

Most Recent Posts

Evan's Post

Evan had been intending on keeping an eye out for any mistakes the Darcsen made, but his tiredness combined with the stuffiness of the APC and it's surprisingly smooth movements meant that a half hour down the road, Evan was already asleep and snoring loudly in Sergeant Harald's ear. The occasional pothole did nothing to wake the slumbering giant, as going 72 hours without proper sleep combined with the digging he and Bons had done meant that he was utterly exhausted. He was only roused once the sound of boots on metal signaled that the APC had come to a stop and it's passengers were disembarking.

Yawning and stretching after unfolding himself from his seat, Evan smiled. All of his fatigue was completely gone, thanks to his twelve hour nap. Now he felt like he was actually ready for the day. Or night. Just what time was it, exactly? It was already dark out, and his watch told him it was well into the night. Well, his sleep schedule might be right fucked from that nap, but at least he was in perfect shape for night watch when his turn inevitably came.

The Darcsen and some of the other more proper military types were gathered around the APC's tail lights and ramp, discussing tactics and organization - Two things that Evan had no real interest in talking about. They'd figure it out. Not like he had any special expertise to lend them. "Y'all let me know when you guys got your shit figured out. I gotta take a piss." Evan spoke as he squeezed past them to get to the back of the APC and secure himself a flashlight. He needed to have some sort of light to work with out there.

***

The discussion was still going strong by the time Evan had come back, and the rest of the squad was milling about. Come to think of it, he hadn't gotten to talk all that much with the new recruits. Might as well say hello while he waited for their glorious leader to get his shit organized. About half of them seemed to be busy, either making their way into the bush or listening into the Darcsen's conversation circle, but a few were preoccupied. Two in particular came to his attention - Private Ashart and PFC Rousseau. The two shocktroopers were standing closer to the front of the APC and just shooting the shit, with little else going on. His targets sighted, Evan strode over and greeted them. "Evenin', you two. What d'ya think of the squad so far?"

Lilly's Post

Lilly breathed a sigh of relief as she dismounted from the APC. The darkness masked her facial expressions, so once she had made her way into the bush, she could temporarily drop her false cheerful appearance. Keeping an act up for hours on end was mentally exhausting. She took the time to rest her brain as she searched around the woods for a suitable area to do her business. Though she was of a similar situation to Evan in that she desperately needed to relieve herself, she had a few minor complications. 1) she was a girl and 2) she was an aristocratic girl who had never been in a situation such as this before. Needless to say, she took a fair bit longer getting back than he did.

***

Fortunately it didn't seem like she had missed much. The squad was still socializing and waiting for others to get back, so it seemed like she had a bit of spare time on her hands. As much as Lilly wanted to sulk in the darkness, alone with her thoughts, she knew that such an action would draw even more attention to her. Especially since Mr. Hunt had already suspected something was wrong with her. Taking a deep breath, she donned her usual happy cheerful persona again and set out to chat with some of the squad. Avoiding Hunt at all costs (for she did not want to have him prying further), she looked around for someone suitable to speak with.

When she spotted Brenna staring at the sky, she quickly took this opportunity to speak with her. At least Ms. Sykora was unlikely to press her with personal questions about her mental state. "Good evening, Miss Sykora. It's a beautiful night. Are you star gazing?"


Interactions

@Ashifili & @Little_ninja - Not sure if you guys/girls want to, but if you are still active in this RP and want to have a proper IC conversation, we should probably setup a PM chat. That is unless you only intend on contributing one line to the conversation, have left the RP or just flat out don't want to.

@Slypheed - You know the drill, PM if you want in depth conversation.

@Lennon79 - Reply probably not needed.
I'll get a post up today or tomorrow.
Oh yeah, perfectly fine @Zarkun, it was not my intention to single anyone out. I was just commenting more on the fact that squad interaction seems to be minimal outside of a few specific cases.
As much as I don't want to turn out like Willy Vareb, I think this is something that needs to be said:

We do have other people in the roleplay besides Lilly and Sergeant Harald. We should probably make a bit more of an effort to include everyone in the conversations. Elise, I don't think, has ever been mentioned, and neither has Cecilia. Durandal was just posted for, so someone should talk to her, etc.

Again, sorry: Not trying to be all authoritative here (though I am co-gm, so I guess its sorta my duty), but the RP would probably be more fun for everyone if we made an effort to include all members in the character development sections. Right now it just seems like the same core 3-4 members are having a writing circle-jerk.
Fuck it, my rendering crashed and I had to restart it. Might as well write up a post while I wait. (Sleep is for the weak anyway)
Lilly's Post

So. Someone had seen through her. And that someone had turned out to be the worst person possible - Mr. James Hunt. Lilly was (internally) shocked and confused that someone had managed to see through her facade well enough to know what was truly going on with her. She had been educated on all sorts of diplomatic techniques in preparation for when she would eventually have to negotiate on behalf of her fathers company. One of the most important classes she had taken was about learning how to conceal your true intentions or feelings when the situation demanded, and she had always been told she was very good at it. After a moments thought, she tumbled to the obvious conclusion: He was a soldier, so he probably knew a bit about war psychology. Or had seen people in similar states to her. Or had just gotten lucky on a guess. Either way, though her heart longed to tell him how she truly felt, they were too close to the APC and had too little time. If she broke down now, everyone else would know. She couldn't allow herself to put that sort of burden on the squad.

Lilly forced a half smile (for she knew acting completely cheerful would not convince Hunt after he'd already guessed what had happened) before replying. "I thank you for your concern, Mr. Hunt, but it is misplaced. Though I do admit to being nervous, especially after what happened yesterday, it is nothing that will prevent me from fulfilling my duties. It will pass in time, so please do not worry about me. There are plenty of others who are worse off. If you'll excuse me, though, we should not keep Sergeant Harald waiting. I believe we are scheduled to leave in the next minute or two." After she finished, Lilly turned back and boarded the APC. She hoped Hunt would not say anything to the other members of the squad. She might not have been able to fool him, but she was quite confident in her ability to at least appear reasonably alright to the rest of the squad.

---Interactions---
@Zarkun - Though a reply is probably not needed.
I'll try to get a reply up to that tomorrow, @Zarkun. Gotta sleep.
Lilly's Post

Lilly froze and looked visibly shaken for a split second after Alex patted her. "Please... Please refrain from touching me, Miss Glaive. I do not enjoy it." A couple seconds later, Lilly's expression was back to normal as she resumed focusing on maintaining her appearance and cheerfully eating her stew. It wasn't that she disliked human contact, no, quite the opposite. She was just as fond of hugs and pats as most people were, but mentally right now she was a mess. She was having a hard enough time as it was, suppressing the emotional turmoil that was within her. People touching her did nothing but jar her concentration.

***

'Squad Four, this is Sergeant Harald. Everyone gather up your kit and return to the APC, we're moving on in ten.'

Lilly thought that she had mentally prepared herself for any surprises that came her way but the radio transmission demonstrated that was clearly not the case. She had only just woken up after healing from her injuries, and now they were moving out again?! She didn't know the full story, but she had a horrible feeling in her stomach - a feeling that said she was going to get sent into battle again. Fortunately her expression did not falter, though she did go still for a moment as she listened. Once she had processed the information she was able to resume acting like her usual self. "It seems like we have yet more work ahead of us, Miss Glaive. I must retrieve my pack from the second floor." After quickly rinsing off her cutlery, Lilly walked over to the stairs and made her way to the second floor. ThisisbadThisisbadThisisbadThisisbadOhNoOhNoOhNoICan'tDoThisICan'tDoThisICan'tDoThisICan'tDoThis.

Now that she was alone with her gear, Lilly's expression dropped to reveal her true mental state: one of a terrified young woman. She couldn't do this. But she had to do this. She wasn't ready. THEN MAKE READY! She didn't want to. She had to. She couldn't. She must. Shut up! "ShutUpShutUpShutUpShutUp..." *crick* She bit a piece of cloth to silence herself as she mumbled those words under her breath. She had to focus. She had to stay calm, if not for her, for her squad. Just breath, Lilly... Just breath. *crack*

By the time Lilly had packed up her gear, she had calmed down just enough to resume her facade. It's alright. It's alright. You can do this. Just calm down. You'll be fine. After she slung her bag over her shoulder and descended the stairs, Lilly spotted Alex waiting for her at the bottom. Smiling as she spoke, she confirmed her readiness. "You needn't have waited for me, Miss Glaive, but I suppose there is no harm for it. Shall we make haste to the APC? It would not do to leave the sergeant waiting." With that, the two girls headed out to the transport. As she spotted the rest of the squad forming up, Lilly's resolve solidified ever so slightly. She needed to remain strong, for their sake as well as her own. *static* ... but what was that odd sound she kept hearing...

Evan's Post

'Well done lads. Can't hardly see 'em. You've earned a rest, but now that you've finished up, we've gotta be off.'

"Thank ya, Darcsen!" Evan grinned as his and Bons' toil was recognized. "You hear that, boy? You might amount to something eventually!" Evan elbowed Bons as he teased. He was exhausted, both from the manual labour and from his lack of sleep in the previous night, so the promise of some rest immediately improved his mood.

'I'll drive. You two just get some kip.'

... Or not. Once Harald had vacated the area, Evan looked over at Bons with an expression that was a bizarre cross between shock and disgust. "... Far be it from me to doubt our supreme commander, but I'm sitting up front as well. Don't want him fuckin' things up too much." Evan hadn't unloaded his gear from the APC, so he had very little to get packed. Ten minutes was just enough time to shower if he didn't strip all the way, so without further ado, he ran over to one of the intact houses and set about locating the bathroom. He refused to sit in a hotbox of an APC without at least cooling down from his previous exertions.

***

Nine minutes later, a very soggy Evan (who had only removed his pants, socks and boots when he showered) squeezed into the front crew compartment of the APC, occupying the seat next to their dark haired driver. "None of the guys in the back wanted me drippin' all over their stuff, so I guess I'm riding with you, Darcsen." Masking his true intentions with that statement, Evan shifted and settled into as comfortable a position as he could get in their glorified tin can. "SO! Where we headed?"

---Interactions---
@Kitsune - Though a reply is probably not needed.
@Lennon79 - Both Harald and Bons. Reply probably only needed for the former.
I'm writing a post so hold up.
Though if you guys think it would be easier, it wouldn't be hard to set a standard...
Liiiiike....

Paste this:


At the bottom of your posts, where each of the mentions are people your character interacted with in some meaningful way (talking, helping with a task, saving their ass from imperials, etc).

That sound good to everyone? That way those of us who are short on time have quick references to what posts we need to pay special attention to while constructing our own.

EDIT: In character posts only, of course.
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