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I think Fargo is pretty good. :D I'm liking it so far, even if I missed the latest episode. :(

The Office, even if it ended not too recently. Thought I'd mention it because of my avie and signature. >_>
Can I just... UGH.

Martin Freeman is adorable. All I do is watch funny talk show clips on Youtube WHILE watching Conan O'Brien. "That's my Amanda behind me, look!" D'aw. D: I want to hug him.

Time to balance it out with the ever snarky Jennifer Lawrence.

Oh, and, uh, we should... I dunno, start I guess? I dunno. WHENEVER YOU HAVE THE TIME, MISOOOOOOoooooOOOOOO.
Yay, posted! :D

Bweoti said
BTW, 123 has altered his first post, showing who the accepted characters are. I compiled the list, so it's easy to find for everyone. Just put names, God parents, and weapons....didn't bother with all the rest of the bios.


A good idea is to also put links into them, just in case people need to go back to read certain things or remember other things.

Or when someone makes a significant change in their CS, all that fun stuff. If you need help, just remember that there's a 'permalink' button at the top right of every post. Clicking that will take you to the post, but will also change the url, so that any links you make using it reverts the user back to that particular post. ^^ If that... made any sense, at all...

If you don't want to read all the stuff I wrote because I rambled a lot and probably don't even make sense, there's a simpler, easier to read and understand version at the bottom. It starts at the bolded TL;DR.



That's sooper rough, but it's a basic concept of what he can do. Again, like everyone else, he's limited to his experience with it and can only do certain things a certain number of times or to a certain extent. Dunno if I put enough thought into it. >_> But, that's it.

It takes time and focus to nurture the love and desire in a person. That's the long-term, the thing that'll last forever. In battle, it's a much, much shorter duration and either his enemies tire themselves out due to jealous infighting, or they recover and are only moderately weary and hurt. Anything in battle has a short duration, but takes less time and more energy upfront to do it. There's no room for being vindictive and overly complex in the heat of combat. :(

It's also late, so none of that stuff in the hider may not even have made any sense... uh.. so, if it doesn't, I'll reread it tomorrow and fix it. >_>
Peaceful.

Quiet.

The only sounds, a low hum from the bottom of a young boy's throat and the lapping of water against the posts. The creaking sound of weight shifting atop the wood boards of a pier and a few swallow chirps would chime in, but for the most part it was like a quiet summer day. It was always a quiet summer day; if not for the explanation, then the serenity, the always partly cloudy sky, and the silent heat of midday would be border line chilling. Ironic. It was quite different from Chicago, quite different from Seattle too—better than both, actually. But sometimes rain wasn't bad at all, and sometimes the sun wasn't as cheery as it should have been. People learn that as they live. There were so many variables, so many things to take account of; it was a headache waiting to happen. Actually, it was a lot better to just go with the flow because it would essentially be a waste of time trying to understand it. It was actually kind of a waste of time trying to understand any of the demigod stuff too—all that Greek literature and mythology. A manual would easier explain, rather than nearly getting trampled by nightmare fuel.

There was one golden rule, though.

No, not, "Do unto others..."

More like, "Don't piss off the Gods. The Goddess of women especially." Double entendre and all.

There was obviously more to that, so much more that it was a lot like trying to understand the correlation between weather and mood. The whole of Greek Mythology, its philosophies, and its Aesop fables, and its tragedies, was an encyclopedia and a dictionary combined. There are just so many words or meanings that it would be kind of redundant to attempt to memorize and learn all of them. Though that bit about a manual—can't take that back. It was a good idea. Regardless, experience, even in discovering that Scylla and Charybdis are both women not to be dealt with by nearly, or actually, getting mutilated by both—preferably not at the same time, but sometimes circumstance can be a bitch—was altogether worth more than a few remembered definitions and guidelines found in a flimsy, two ton book. Some things are meant to be experienced, in spite of how dangerous that experience actually is. So, it's best to avoid those experiences altogether. But, where was the line?

That's where Dover stood, or rather sat, at the moment. Feet churning the water below, he could only glaringly stare into the depths of the lake of Camp Half-Blood. Never mind the news floating around about a bear attack; at that specific moment, glaring at water was more important. Not that he didn't care, though the hard gaze and the furrowed brows would say otherwise. Being stuck at an impasse was taxing on an individual and quite frustrating, so much so that it often left one eyeing the nearest object with a smoldering gaze that would light a campfire. Dover had learned the butt end of the stick when he'd set off a chain of events that left many people in a ten meter radius around him bruised, beaten, and bloody. It was better he smolder the water alone, rather than cause an outbreak of jealous teenagers—teenagers were already innately horndogs. No need to make the camp supervisors' jobs worse, or that musky pheromone smell worse either. Was a side effect of being the illegitimate child of a God. The Bastard of Eros had a catchy ring to it, actually.

Time, however, did not permit Dover to stay for longer than he'd intended: it was capture the flag day. So, deciding the morning basking and the early glowering was to be cut short in the essence of the preservation of frivolity and joviality, Dover stood from his position, stretched with a small yowl, and turned to begin suiting up for the day's activities. His figure, especially in the sunlight, was lithe and only slightly hulking—the added height gave him an intimidating stance over the many campers that were shorter than him. But, he retained a certain hop in his step, a something that often nullified the imposition of his frame and figure. On good days, it completely overpowered it, to the point were he was among the most amicable of the older campers at Half-Blood, a guy that would probably call killing a fly an abomination. What would completely topple all of that, erasing any notion of him being intimidating or scary or even masculine, was the always elated look on his face; the pale blue eyes that didn't seem to waver from their regular beaming glint; the ever so slightly titled head, with his hair flopping and bouncing charmingly over his eyes; the arms spread wide to offer a warm embrace in the winter or a comfortable shade in the summer.

Hulking figure? What, Dover? Completely and utterly harmless. Almost traversing into the gentle giant territory, but rather settling in just gentle—comfortably, really.

So, when he threw armor over his normal apparel, regular tank top and a pair of cargo shorts—safety first—and sharpened his rapier before heading to the small capture the flag field, he looked a little out of place. But, then again, they were all considerable warriors, though some more than others. Looks can be deceiving.

Finding his place among the right team—he'd accidentally bumped into the other team, literally falling over Billy in particular, before being given that face from Chiron—he gave everyone on his team a once over and simply smiled. He let them discuss battle strategies, what was who and where we what—stuff he couldn't be bothered with if he was only defending. Just before he saw them rush off, Dover chimed in, already mid stretch.

"Whoa, lets not tear any muscles. We should... stretch first. Yeah, good luck I guess? Can't hear me. Whatever."

They were already long gone, sadly. So, he merely gave Iria a nod when she suggested he take to hiding before giving her a small salute and a wink while bounding off into the brush nearby. Alert and ready as he'd ever be, Dover couldn't help but smile at Iria's display of pre-battle giddiness; she'd regret being so happy to fight when things got sticky, but he'd not tell her that. They'd all need the confidence, regardless of whether this was just training or not. That and a good vantage point, if he was going to help her defend. So, up he went, clambering the tree just beside him, rapier a simple pin caught between his teeth as he climbed. Settling on a sturdy branch, Dover closed his eyes, breathed in deeply, and further cleared his senses. Not the fastest nor the strongest, but he certainly made up for that in other ways—they'd have to wait and see, though. No use in wasting energy, especially not on such a lovely morning, noon... kind of afternoon? He lost track.
I'ma headin home now, so I'll try and get up a post within the hour :o
I've got class and a final today, so I won't be able to post until later tonight...

So, try not to go too fast. >_< I do want Dover to be a part of this, preferably under my control. D:
Hm, should we explain the boundaries of our character's abilities?

I feel I would need to explain Dover's before a fight breaks out between him and another.

I may have missed a few, but I understand Nick's and Iria's so far. And Sebastian's.
Mizuho said
I can see Virgil as their inside source. Someone who's still in whatever the father was in, and is helping them out, cuz they're friends and such


That works.

Now, I need to go do stuff. >:O

I'll keep checkin in and stuff, but if you start it now, I won't be able to post. >_< Maybe like late tomorrow night if I'm not completely exhausted.
As for the plot, a basic outline:

MC was international spy in a family spy business. Kind of thing. An entire family of 007s who work for the government. Something happened that had them running off the grid, taking identities. In a sense, some have bounties on their head. Some have died. All have essentially lost touch with each other, so no one knows quite who's alive, who's where, what's happened to them. Mainly because they're that good. MC has a daughter. Was married, whether that marriage was false or not, a disguise, a cover for a job, but they had a kid. (Think The Americans where they were just a family, had kids, everything, but were actually spies) The only logical thing to have done was to employ that kid when she was of age, bring her into the family business, per se.

I assume the spy ring is a government organization and isn't just the family 'cause that'd be really weird to have had a child... not going there. To continue, the event that had the entire family running, maybe the entire organization, was during that event. The wife died, and he fled into hiding with his child, still keeping it secret somehow. But, the MC raises his daughter in secrecy, keeps her safe, has taken a new name and new identity, maybe has fled the country altogether. Maybe all of the event deal and the family thing was a flashback and it starts with the event that brings the family back together. Daughter gets kidnapped, whatever, though it'd be awesome if she had herself kidnapped to get to the lady who supposedly killed her mother or whatever or is threatening her father. Things get sticky, dad has to get her out of the situation she put herself in, but I don't think it's wise to make her completely like useless. She shouldn't be useless. She should be able to take care of herself 'cause if she can't, then her dad sucks as a spy because how the hell could he not have known something bad would happen to the both of them that would require his daughter to know how to take care of herself.

Regardless, she's in the 'hive' and has to get out. Her dad has to find her. That's the easy part; getting her out is the hard part. So, he goes to find his own father, maybe other spies who have fallen off the grid, but survived. Rounds them up in hopes to save her daughter before something bad happens. They make a plan, all that fun stuff, while she makes a plan of her own. They both go off at the same time, end up kind of getting into a sticky situation themselves (comedic relief anyone?) and it ends with her getting out. And they part ways, but people get picked off now and the organization that they worked for is new and changed and all that and is currently hunting down all lose ends. So, they gotta go back, make sure the government understands that they're not going down without a fight, all that fun stuff. And they use all their skillets to dismantle the new organization, which I'm sure is like a very bad organization, like they went one way and just made a turn down evil. Nuclear shit, bribing, all that fun stuff. So, it's legit that they want to bring it down before it causes to much harm. So, showdown and all that fun stuff.

End of the film is up for debate.

Rough idea. There will and should definitely be more to that, but we need something now, so I whipped something up.
Mizuho said
We don't have to plan out scenes in general, I'm thinking. I can handle that with Luke, and we can discuss that OOC, and IC. What saying we need to do is establish a clear plot line, and establish parts before we can start.I'm planning on completely skipping over the pre-production part of filmmaking, actually. I think starting at the very beginning is a bit difficult since it tends to exclude a lot of people for a large group RP, because the audition process and hiring process are exclusive to that person who's doing whatever. Collab posts would be ideal if we did do the entire pre-production, but even if we did, it'll be nothing more than introductory posts.As for starting, I don't know yet >< I can probably whip something up soon, but I'm hesitant to do that until we establish movie plot more clearly and assign characters. Also, I'm absolutely swamped with tests, test prep, college prep, homework, music stuff, prom stuff, and a whole lot of stress x_x blehh


Nick, Leila, Klein, Virgil, Brett are our actors.

We can fill in actor spots with NPCs if necessary.

What I'm looking at right now:

Nick - Father
Leila - Daughter
Klein - Grandfather
Virgil - Uncle (?)
Brett - Ex-Spy Friend/Antagonist/Government Agent/Whatever We Want Her To Be

Only problem I see is Virgil's part, as I don't quite know, from the info you gave, what he could be. The rest are clear, though.
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