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4 yrs ago
Current Every day I believe that people can't get any dumber then Trump has a press conference
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Women aren't mysterious, men are often dense
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"We commit the sins again And our sons and daughters pay"
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Good point life but to make a correction----- When Life gives you Lemons... Grab a fat one an squirt it in Life's Eyes
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They when life gives you lemons... grab one of the fat ones an squirt it in lie's eyes

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Hello curious person, I am Rumiko Goddess of Chaos, Benevolent Dictator; The Bluemoon Dreamer....You know a nut case

Where do I come from? I could be a smartie an say the "Great State of Denial" but lets just agree that I like keeping my RL Life disconnected from my RP Life.

I survived Guildfall and have always loved this place even though I see a lot of good RP time eaten up in Discord drivel

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Lez was restless as she finished using the strigil to scrape the cleansing oil from her golden skin which she enjoyed for how smooth and silky it left her feeling.

She walked from the pad to a large mirror and seemed to enjoy the act of vanity as she inspected every inch with critical detail looking at her muscle tone, any developing blemishes, or anything out of the ordinary. Then she dressed and returned to the mirror and inspected herself once more taking inventory of what she had on, it’s condition, it’s position, if it’s best use is blocked by any other articles she wore.

A few adjustments later she left her room and went on a search for her partner Ken Neumann to whom she’d been assigned by those who she now worked for.





She watched as the trusted smuggler who’d been paid to deliver her to a location far from the hidden base her new partner ran. She only knew him as an eager student who’d joined her in a small class of people who sought her skill with melee weapons, she’d barely had to correct him and had he been given her as a protege in the arena she’d have consider him not a waste of her time.

Like any former slave or abused animal the young male displayed a weariness of those around him which was to be expected and needed hiding; “You never trusted anyone but yourself when you have worn the collar”.

Lez had to cover 60 kilometers in 22 hours through uncharted swamp but had paced it to 16 due to averaging 3.75 per hour covering 7 kilometers an hour twice to make up for the slower legs. She slowed pace only when she came to within 3 kilometers of the base; she didn’t want to startle the youth at this base knowing that their inexperience could get her shot but wanting to get close enough to make sure the short range link she had hidden on her person wasn’t intercepted by those with their auditory organs pressed to the door.

It took her 2 hours to cover the ground between herself and the camp twice coming close to what she thought might be listening points or warning sensors. Her form till she found herself at her limit of intrusion had been hidden by a camouflaged long hooded cloak was instantly exposed as she spread it out in a sunlit glade which was caused by the collapse of an old tree.

Her oiled skin now would make sense as chemicals in it drove off the swarms of insect life and her body coloration the same effect any bright colored poisonous creature. She stretched languidly before tapping the center of her headpiece and activating the comms so that any of the base who might have already spotted her she showed no weapons and was in a relaxed non threatening pose.

”Sunset, I repeat this is Sunset, one ping position exposed” she said before closing the link and going silent.

She had learned well that the thing in her headpiece was as deadly as any blade so rarely enjoyed activating it and felt mildly safer that depowered it couldn’t be used against her by the clever. She prefered the older ways of communication for they brought she and who she was speaking with closer so she could read their body language.










”Hi I’m Alfie Your Friendly Guide To The Multiverse”

Now if you’ll…..Oh right you haven’t signed on yet.
Well it works something like this.

I am recruiting Meta Humans, Super Powers, you know? Special People for fun under the sun and potential godhood


.”Wow that last part sure drew the interest of the weirdos, but now it’s just you and me.”

This is the deal there’s a local adjacent alternate of the world where the Supers who were the Greek, Roman, Norse, and other Pantheons hung on into what might be how the world was in the early 21st century where you’re from.

Well the Greater Continuum Council had agreements with these…..
”Who is the GCC...the Greater Continuum Council; well some of them are you or should I say alternate yous. It gets really confusing if I go into details and you’d be bored before I finished a 10th of explaining it; suffice it to say it’s best to learn the details as you go or not at all.

Now what I’m offering is a chance to really cut loose, to perfect the skills you’ll need later on if you should return to your own continuum and those of you that do good luck; I’ll miss you all.

While you …
I don’t want to use it because it sounds so employer employee but working covers it best..working for the GCC I will at as your resident recovery agent. It is my job to come when you are killed, destroyed, or oblivated and should your services still be required restore you with a temporal reset to your complete and original form so you my continue with any plans you had for ridding the assigned continuum of the Deities who have overstayed their original contract and are therefore unable to use my reset function.”I like you work for the GCC and in an odd way myself answerable to alternates of myself who have existed far longer than myself who are the ones who screwed all this up in the first place and yes I see the fact that I am asking you to help me fix a mess we all made as our alternate selves.”

I am asking you Help yes but I also offer an adventure to take the place of your mundane lives because if you think your bored now just wait...Oh and it’s your faults for doing such a great job as heros along with the abundance of the others of your kind on the world you are from.”So What do ya say; Wanna Roll the Dice, Take a Chance?”





Okay if you just read all that thanks but now a brief explanation.

The GCC is Made up of You the Players and this is I hope the Start of a “The Gods Must Be Crazy” style Roleplay as described in the Dungeon Master’s Manual edition 5.

If you’ve never heard of this style. The Gods Must Be Crazy is one in which each player gets option to toss out an adventure in the RP to be voted on as GM.

I’m putting it here in The Free Threads because this is a ground floor attempt here on the Guild Forum as far as I know to use this style but if not then in my limited knowledge the first I’ve tried or seen in the least.

It resembles Sandbox I know and well, sue me I believe this to at least be a modification lol

Okay now that I’ve babbled a bit let me toss this out as another useless attempt to make a fun RP

At least for me
I'd be highly interested, if not for a potential move in the near future that's going to resort in a loss of internet for an unknown amount of time. Been forever since I've seen a decent walking dead rp that didn't die within the first few days. ;.;


We Dare to live
Cool. I'll try to get a CS up no-later than tomorrow. If I don't then..kick me in the face or something.

@RumikoOhara


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-Summon sign is touched-
Knight Forgiveness has been summoned!

Hmm. Here take my interest.


Always

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Thanks Poi
I like her
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Jain struggles to keep the water she drank in her belly where it belonged and was grateful for James changing her bandage so she grants him a rare smile and even finds herself measuring the pretty blonde doctor as a man which helps distract her mind from how ill she feels. Then she turns to Maisy and takes a deep breath before speaking.

“Commander Palmer and witnesses I now relinquish full command of the Expeditionary forces to you in light of my inability to command in my present chemically altered state asking that you prevent any further loss of life among our people and maintain our present situation till you have spoken with the Council and they relieve me of my responsibilities.

Commander Trevor I place you as Maisy’s second in command and leave the disposition of the prisoner in question up to the two of you….


Then she feels the warning as she dives for the bucket by her bed spewing her stomach contents which are as clear as the water she drank as she internally curses Summer’s entire bloodline curious if it is just her who once again suffers from the witches concoctions. When it is all over because of the lack of content to heave Jain looks up at these wonderful people all around her as tears flow from her eyes in a copious torrent.

This should have never happened, and it is all my fault…..I…..I...never wanted this command and the proof I never deserved it is how many have died by my lack of understanding.

I should just hang it all up and become a mommy, at least with kids it's not all about life and death
too late she realises that the drugs Summer gave her have broken her self control and made her expose how emotionally hurt she is by the recent turn of events.

She flings herself into her pillow and tries to muffle her sobs knowing she is now done having lost her people’s self respect.

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