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Gwehrl. Apologies lads and lassies, but I'll be unable to participate anymore. Too fast and too much for me to catch up with. (Hell, there are at least 25 characters and that's a little overboard when I'm used to around five to eight people. Apologies, but I hope the RP continues working. S'chugging along currently but that should right itself soon enough.

Also, Raijin, have you tried music? And sitting yourself down in front of the keyboard with nothing else to grab your attention. That always works for me.

If anyone wants to control Annie, go ahead.
MEANWHILE IN OHIO, CHRISTMAS DAY

>45 Degrees F.

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mery freedommas, lads and lassies
I've been thinking of maybe adding another character for myself if that's aight. Just wanna run it by you first, boss man.

First idea is someone who just... can't die. His regeneration would continue to work regardless of the damage taken, even going so far as to bring him back from being blown to chunks. Of course, the rate at which he would regenerate would be awfully slow. Nothing Deadpool or Wolverine levels of regen, more like five minutes for a deep gash to fix itself. Negative side of this would be him feeling every wound and injury. Regrowing your nerves sucks. Other than that, he doesn't get anything. No super senses, no herculean strength. Sure, he can literally break his bones and muscles, but that hurts like a bitch.

Second would be a TOTALLY NOT A DRYAD guy who could meld with the plants around him. Basically encourages growth of the flora within' his area. Can manipulate growth to a small extent as well. Animals would be passive and non-aggressive too around him. Also he can photosynthesize and shit. Being deprived of sunlight and the cold harms him a fair bit. Fire also is a no-go. At all.

This way I can totally romance my characters together. Keikaku doori.
@Maxx, @He Who Walks Behind, @FernStone

My post response'll be up later tonight. Can't do it right now 'cause I'm goin' to see STER WERRS and everyone knows that takes higher priority. No spoilerinos, pls.

Interest has also been gained on this end. I really like the idea, too. Got a few questions though. What are Afflicted? Could you go into detail on what exactly they do and what 'powers' they have? A list of major beasts would be cool too. Also what Asshatter said is true, there should be an equipment section or something similar.

Speaking of, 'sup Asshat. Long time no buenos.
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@Maxx, @He Who Walks Behind

Hope y'don't mind if Annie budges in on the talk with her wacky animal constructs.
Annie Dufrane

She'd long since gotten used to the sight of the frigid waters surrounding them, content to simply lounge about and enjoy the 'vacation' as much as she could while it lasted. It was nice, save for the frigid cold. She'd much rather be held up in her workshop, coal forge blasting heat even in the strongest winters. Here, even donned up with a heavy leather fur lined coat, it still sent shivers down her neck.

Here, all she had were her Golems. She'd taken to keeping at least one with her at all times, for comfort and slight companionship. A feline shape sat curled up on her stomach, its bronze coat unaffected by the wind. Aptly named 'Kat', he was about the closest thing she had to a pet. Kat stood up suddenly, entranced by the flame sparking up nearby. Annie blinked once, remembering seeing the man sporting arms of flame. Firearms.

With a quick mental command, her pet went forth, seeking the flame. All of her constructs had only mild amounts of intelligence, but they could act reasonably on their own. The construct rumbled lightly, frame shaking as it 'purred', rubbing against the man. For some odd reason, her metal constructs enjoyed seeking fire and warmth. It wasn't a surprise back home to see one or two of her more permanent constructs to be curled up in her forge, enjoying the red-hot flames. Kat, equally as heat seeking, leaped onto the boat's counter, pushing itself against the man's arms.

Annie grinned, having gotten up and followed after her Golem, waved to the two her construct had interrupted. "Howdy. Sorry about Kat, there. He just loves fire. And, since you have literal firearms, he's just supporting your Second Amendment rights." She grinned lightly before holding out her hand to the boy and girl. "Name's Annie."
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