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11 yrs ago
The eyes are not hereThere are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars In this hollow valley This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms...-T.S. Eliot, from The Hollow Men
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11 yrs ago
Ads are showing up in posts as blue underlined links....much dislike...
11 yrs ago
I LOVE MARS
11 yrs ago
El Madrid, I love your walls
11 yrs ago
Working on Faction:Martian Front a nation rp!
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Fiercely inappropriate.

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In Grimtooth 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Pinging @Ghost Queen -- who hasn't been onsite in 5 days. Probably buying presents and/or taking exams. x3

Anyone else plan to post once more before we move forward? :D


I'm just going with the flow. If your ready to move on I'm ready.
In COMMANDER 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
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In COMMANDER 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay


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In COMMANDER 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay

I begin walking towards the armoury at a brisk pace, trying to look for who or whatever made the scream. I pull out the Data-recorder and press play to check whether there is anything already loaded up in there. Also I try to recall any significant events from before I fell asleep.




You try and quicken your pace down the hall but your feeling suddenly very ill. You fumble with the data-recorder you discovered in the cafeteria. You find the playback button and the voice of a young woman is heard:





The recording clicks off automatically. There are no other messages on the machine. You have reached the armory door. It is a small oval shaped hatch big enough for a single person to climb through. It is unlocked, the light on the keypad beside the hatch is flashing green so you push open the door.

The armory is small as this is only a commercial vessel. It is a room about 5ftx5ft with diamond-steel flooring. On the wall are holsters for
blasters. There is one left. The blaster is a light-weight sidearm, with a quick charge ammo-capacitor(no need for ammunition). It can put a man on the ground with a shot or two. Beside the blaster is a body-armor kit, basically light-weight riot gear. Beside the armor is a holster that appears to have held a pulse rifle , but it is gone. There is also a med-kit. Maybe I should take some of this stuff...



Inventory

  • Small Med-kit*new!
  • Blaster Pistol*new!
  • Body-Armor*new!
  • Utility Belt
  • Nutrient Pack 11G*8
  • Multi-tool
  • Data-stick
  • flash light



Added more info about the classes in the first post. Any questions? Also, look for an IC/OOC thread soon with more info about Kalopsia and everything else you need to make characters.
I was certainly imagining something far north of Gandalf. Am I correct in assuming that Sorcerer's in your world take the role of a sort of magical scientist?


Exactly. Tech & Magic mix and intermingle. Also note that descriptions of magical/technical things should be left vague (as in weird fiction-you can't possibly know the true nature of the great mysteries of the universe or you'll go mad)
In Grimtooth 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Max Fuchs



Max took the glass of wine offered him by the doctor and regarded it through the eye-holes of his mask.

"You're that illusionist, aren't you?" asked the Doctor.

Max nodded removing his mask. "And you must be the Doctor that lives in that enormous house on the hill. Well met sir. Any interesting discoveries lately? Experiments? I find science a close relative of illusion, two sides of a coin I dare say!" He imagined they might strike up a friendship at some point, Max's work was based on various sciences after all; although not the deep, hard science this man clearly practiced. Perhaps there is something I could learn from this man..

He took a long sip of his wine. It was good-a table blend. Mellow. Low-acid. Max surveyed the room idly chatting with the Doctor. Another woman approached the bar. She looks...out of place thought Max. "Do you know the Lord of Toadmere Doctor Hudson? I'm afraid I've never met the man myself. Rather mysterious."
I'm leaning towards crime boss or noble.
How many people are magically inclined?


A minority of people hold the power. The ruling elite and nobility, some crime lords. There are way more regular people than magic-wielders.

I am inclined towards sorcerer.


Awesome. Visually I'm thinking sorcerers are more this or maybe this? So no LOTR pipe smoking wizards here.
Hmm..whats the scale of the map? Is this like a continent or an island with one or two towns?
In COMMANDER 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay


You search the cafeteria quickly, wanting to get away from the smell and the mess. You can't find any food to eat but you see a small mini-recorder on the table. Crewmen often use it to record messages to send home or keep a log of the trip. You snatch the recorder and shove it into your coveralls. Then you look at the body. Should I cover it up? Search the body? You start to panic and crumple over with dry heaves. You crawl out of the cafeteria and into the corridor. The air here is much better, but you still feel sick. I feel terrible...not just the sight of all that blood and the smell...like something is wrong. What has happened? I need answers!"

Inventory

  • Data-recorder *new!
  • Work Coveralls
  • Utility Belt
  • Nutrient Pack 11G*8
  • Multi-tool
  • Data-stick
  • flash light

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