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6 yrs ago
Current Done with this site for now. Take care.
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7 yrs ago
Except for 1 or 2 rps and some partners, I'm essentially done with the site. Can only sit down for posts once a week. Hate to make others wait.
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7 yrs ago
Im cutting down on my writing time. Other projects to focus on.
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7 yrs ago
Pointless and garbage respectively.
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7 yrs ago
Want to do a slice of life romance, in the MHA universe. SoL is good with an interesting backdrop.

Bio

I don't know how to make this all stylish yet. I'll figure it out eventually.

In the mean time ahem:

Hello! I am currently writing a script for a fantasy story I plan on animating (Using the program Poser) Rping really helps get my creative muscles flexing and I'm going to be incorporating some character ideas into the RPs I produce with other people. This could include Male or Female. I really try to challenge myself.

I am a huuuuuuuge fan of epic scale narrative, and breathing life into a story is a great passion of mine. Seriously I watch trope talk pod casts and how to write, just to make my script as effective as possible.

I am versatile. I love things with emotion, whether Romance, Grim, Adventure Thriller, or even Comedy. Above all else, I love to entertain. I hope to do so with you.

Discord Shwiggityshwah#6420

I also have a 1X1 interest check.
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"So they can shed leaves too? I wonder why they do so?"







The Veidish, its mangled mass of branches, trunks and roots shifted its gaze from the angel to the squishy. It smelled different. It wasn't blue or red. It was yellow-ish, with brands of purple. Something shifty, mysterious, like holes needing to be filled.

Filled...

WITH APPLES!

The creature shoke its head, its leaves shaking and flowers distending from itself. No, he wasn't welcoming it to his home, it was just saying hi. How do the weak and soft squishies say hi? Wait, no it just looked like one of them. Awful lot of blood. Even when flat, not so much. Maybe this squishy isn't squishy.

Its curiousity pressed its flat wood face against Vilias. It was an odd display suddenly pressing a flat piece of wood with dozens of glowing green eyes on someone but how else was the Nidhogan to look under his skin. It'd have to get very very close. A single action such as pushing it away or backing up would make the creature reset its mannerisms.

Green Magic was something else it was familiar with, and the man seemed to know what it was. Green Magic wasn't difficult, not for it, if anything the Green permeated its form, made it do things that just wouldn't be possible. Its arm swung out and a little light blossomed from under a mass of roots and leaves, and a small tree began to grow before he placed it down. It kept growing, glowing, but then stopped, the magic of the sancutary interfering with the Nidhogan's own. It looked at its creation with puzzlement for a moment before it turned its head, first to Thorin, then Suriel, then Vilias.

Then it got up and walked a few feet before turning to look if it would follow them. It was heading into the keep, towards the back gates. It wanted inside, it wanted all of them inside with it.


"Be careful with that one Ray."

"I will. Thanks!"

Ray, Laboratory Assistant



[Hallway G - Level 32]
Ray had just slipped out of the messhall. The girl wore a smile on her face, but it was a forced smile. She was carrying a tray of a bowl of nutrient paste and a mug of scalding hot tea. Last time, well this morning, she got to the stairwell and fell, putting her uniform in the laundry with the rest of them. She was technically out of uniform with her blossom pink oversized sweater and felt skirt, but she loved this outfit. Dr. Osborne printed it special for her birthday, and while it looked like it was made of wool, it was waterproof, along with her socks and shoes. It made her feel, pretty.

She was lost in thought and almost tripped on essentially nothing, closing her eyes tight she held out her jelly like arms to keep the tray straight. The bowl of grey green gruel seemed to roll for a bit. "Don't fall, don't fall..." It didn't and she breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled, constantly looking down at her hands. She needed to stay cohesive, just like the doctor taught her.

She even ignored the various "Hi Ray." "Morning Ray." She would nod and occasionally move her head to pay attention with a big friendly greeting but then she'd feel the tray shift and she'd be right back into it, focusing on the tray like it was an exam question.

Steady, steady. A half hour later she got to her destination, the lab.



"Increaze zee nutrient paze py nine bercent und zee grovth hormone py tvo, und decreaze zee zaline eleffen bercent."

The heavy thick accent rung out into the room almost like- well exactly like a speaker system, giving verbal orders through the machine. Doctor Rei Osborne was in his command console, the brain in his jar surrounded by all these holo monitors that showed the contents of overly large test tubes, each one containing a creature that at first glance would be nightmarish, but on closer inspection was just a baby, a little girl waiting to be born. Save one, Doctor Osborne has been trying to test the latest recovered gene samples on a male, he showed the hair of a beastman sub species even in his prenatal age, but the Doctor was monitoring his vitals most of all. Only two percent of the station was fertile males and even then, their DNA was lacking the C, and D, immunities and were carries of two potentially fatal genetic factors. Doctor Osborne sent a military operation to retrieve this male sample and if this child died than-

No, too many pilots died for that. This child must live.

"Doctor. Lunch!" Said Ray cheerily, presenting the outstretched tray.

"Von minute, von minute." Said the Doctor, it sounded like he was scolding her, but it was just how harsh his voice was through the speaker box on his apparatus.

Ray was used to it by now and instead set the tray aside and went through the effort of unscrewing the top of the doctors suspension gel tank. The doctor's 'eating' was more akin to Ray using a spoon to scrap globs of nutrient paste into a dispenser that looked more akin to a gas tank nozzle. A few moments of detoxification and sterilization, and the goo would disperse into the bio gel that the doctor's brain was currently in. She did the same with the tea, just pouring it in sips. "Yeah zat kood. Mmm zauzage proth totay. Danke zer."

Ray beamed. "Bitte. Oh, I think today might be when we receive the new class. You have to make time for their orientation, medical examinations, and piloting evaluation." She was so proud of herself, she actually remembered the scheduler from this morning.

"Kids zeze days. Zey zink zey pring in ein pig ropot und can ko running off to zaffe zee vorld. I vonter if zey'll pe chust as ill pehaffed as zee last patch."

Ray tittered. "They were fun though. I miss Samantha. She transferred to Terras Secundus right?"

Rei considered with some cold empathy. "Lozing ein leg like zat, brobably pest you don't take mizions for ein vile."

Ray didn't seem discouraged. "I guess you're right. She always wanted to be somewhere to raise a kid anyway."

Their conversations were interrupted when suddenly there was a bing of red as one of the little table graphs on one of the screens went lower. "Dammit! Roxanne! Zat filder coil is acting up akain! Lock it dovn! Zen, ko vith Ray und make zure zee new class is in Opzerffazion Room Von of Hanger Ein at eleffen hundred scharp! Dumme Basis fällt auseinander..." And with that, there was a roil of tentacles that came to life, all of them hitting switches and changing over heavy expesnive looking instruments or hitting dozens of buttons at once.

Ray in the meantime had a little office in the corner, decorated with her little dolls, flower pots, toys, and puppy pictures that say motivational words. She typed a few words on the computer and looked through the papers, leaving bits of her green wet slime on whatever she touched. "New class information, where did I leave it?"
Hiroki Sakimoto


Mari failed, Mari didn't seize the moment leaving Hiroki to act. Shun bought the moment and Mari was the distraction, so Hiroki had to act.

"MOVE YOU STUPID-!" There was no time. He got the guy down, he got him down with his wind and he ran forward, he was going to slam hand down. He had the moves, he had a way to lock this guy up. This was it! This was going to be his victory! And he didn't need anyone else to do it. The villain would no doubt be recovering in that moment, to see his blue form and fist raised.




An announcement stopped him.




It was like a flick switched off.

Again. Again. He was stopped again. The time by the bell. Not a single dummy. Fighting two villains, but he couldnt even get either of them. He clenched his teeth as he kept his fist above his head. He squeezed his hand so hard it shoke. As he considered everything. How he broke ahead, got trapped by a stupid trick, fought a villain that he had no way of beating, getting a pity party of a victory, then going to help secure the bus back and stopping just at that point of finally doing something, the world stopped.

It was a F***ing sick joke on him. He failed again and this time, he did everything he could.

Blood fell from his fist, he squeezed his hand so hard nails dug into skin. He screamed. "FFFFFFffff*****!!!" He screamed every profanity he could think of as he flew off in abject anger. He punched rocks, the bus, he stomped his feet and roared. "This is so bull!" He didn't know how to take failure, not like this. Not after everything that happened. He shot everyone who bothered a look of complete and total-

Hate.

There was no other word for it. It was hate. Mari was the first to feel his ire for not acting when she did, and Shun merely because she was nearby. Then came Azukina and Kuuki. They came with the villain that HE fought. That he bled for. They think they can take his victory. The battle was called before he had a chance to get the gun guy, but lizard man was still down. He saw the only way to get some points. The only way to pass this exam. He walked towards them, his hand flexing and his engines blasting. He knew he could take them.

"Give him to me." He demanded standing in their way. "That's my points."
@Delta44@follycle
Will reply after holidays
@Stern Algorithm
Cant post til after the holidays.
Not exactly the best images but atleast I found some that fit.

It took forever, years of saving but you finally did it. Your very own airship.
The solar sails are made of Essence Silk and sparkle when it catches the light. How you know it works, said the salesman. The cabin is a sealed environmentally controlled home, allowing for off the current travel through the stars. He threw in near a months worth of rations, just to seal the deal.
You can go anywhere with this thing.
Now for the biggest question of all?
Where will you go?

The Glass City and make a fortune chiseling enchanted jewels among the Quartz Weavers.

Or the Celestial Grove where the spirits are said to frolic with those who visit their forests.

Or join the Lunar Confederation Fleet as they fight back against the Tiger Dominion. They could always use another hero.

Maybe you can start over on Riza Secundous. The Terraforming Spires have just been raised and they will be looking for new colonists.

Anywhere.
Can you imagine?




~Elysia~













Hello Fair Reader


This is an interest check for a player to have a story in this universe. The universe is designed to have any kind of setting, any kind of genre and theme, but enough of a fantastical element that things like boundaries or limitations need not apply. Consider this universe a sci-fantasy. Where elements of super science mix with elements of magic, that world in parallel and in tandem with each other. The universe however is not safe and a million million little dramas can happen across its expanse. I’m offering a personal character driven story in a vast, epic scale, shared setting, but different themes, plots, and genres within that setting. Im letting players build their own stories with Elysia as the backdrop. If you have a background, Elysia can easily incorporate it. I’m even open to having multiple 1X1 stories collide, all of it acting within the same universe.

What I’m looking for.


  • Casual/advanced players.
  • No one liners. I will get super bored very easily.
  • Those that ask questions, offer suggestion, and try to grow the universe in their own way.
  • Mature audiences, but its okay if you aren’t 18, just let me know.
  • Friendly players willing to talk out their issues.
  • Patient players, I can’t dedicate everyday to the site.


For a 1X1 PM me your interest so we can tailor a story together and talk about developing the character. Romance and other interpersonal dramas are encouraged but not necessary. Again, I don’t believe in limitations to writing. If you need help, ideas, pairings, or discuss further just let me know. If you desire a specific pair, I've most experience playing a male... but I'm pretty much going to the narrator for the majority so I'm playing a bunch of characters. A story world needs to feel alive. I can even RP a small group if you like. Doubling I think its called.




General Scenarios
With More to Come Later







Specific Potentially Non-Romance Plots










Specific Potentially Romance Plots














Other Quick Ideas for Potentially Romance Plots


Just a bunch of quick little ideas that can be adjusted extensively. Meant to just be a quick reference.









More to come, and some artwork when I find them
@Strange Rodent

Oh. HI! XD
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