Stern Algorithm

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I might go for Vulcanusmon

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@13org

Actually, Vivian/Sylvia already volunteered to go talk to Bart.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Sorry for the delay, everyone. Been distracted, while also trying to figure out where to take Salem next. I think I'm gonna have a collab with Xalt.

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@1Charak2

Actually, Zel hasn't posted yet. I failed to mention that we weren't in a collab this time. I also know what time zone they're in so it's not quite Sunday night for them yet.

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Wisemon offering to show them the location of the books to 'jog' their memory came as a slight relief as it meant that hostilities were not quite open yet. Gil relaxed slightly, and followed Wisemon and the others into the room. With things slightly calmer, people started introducing themselves, so Gil felt it was as good a time as any to do the same. "I'm God-King Gilgamesh, and I'm an Armadimon," Gil declared, then turned to Wisemon, who had bristled at the mention of royalty, "But don't worry, I am neither a god nor a king, it's just a nickname. Makes me sound tough, right? But I get that it's a mouthful, so you can just call me 'Gil'."

As the others discussed the books and explained to the humans the details of digimon growth, Gil came up with an idea. Turning back to Wisemon, he said, "So, since you trust that we didn't steal your book, but are understandably distraught by its absence, maybe you could...send us on a mission to retrieve it! I'll put my life on the line to help you get your precious book back." Gil didn't know what a Wisemon was exactly capable of, but he assumed that Wisemon was some sort of magician-type, what with being surrounded by so much digital information, so his next suggestion sort of came from left field, "Do you know any, like, spells? I get that you might think I'm saying all this just so that we can escape, but maybe you could place like a beacon or tracking spell on me or something, so you can check on the status of our mission. And to make sure I stay on track, you can...you can make it an exploding beacon! Whoops! Haha, I mean, but just on me, of course..." He looked around sheepishly, afraid that he had just volunteered the entire group to a pretty messy situation.

A Prompt for a slow-paced Space Pulp Venture

Sorry for the wait. Here is my character submission. I also made the assumption that the aliens are somewhat judgmental anti-religious secularists, so please correct me if I assumed wrongly.

File #XXX

FULL NAME

Zahra Mazghuuri

DESIGNATION

0000000

DATE OF BIRTH

11-11-2011

SPECIES

Terran-based Humanoid, ‘Earth’ derivative

NATIONALITY

Kazakhstan

ETHNIC BACKGROUND

Kazakh

PREVIOUS OCCUPATION

Transport Drone Engineer

VOCATION

Engineering

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Zahra has a taller, more robust frame than the average human woman, sometimes being described as having the physique of a man. Her skin has a dark tan indicative of the melting pot that is the central Asian region from where she hails. Though she has dark hair that reaches between her shoulders, none of it is visible since she wears the traditional head covering of her creed.

PSYCHOLOGICAL EVALUATION

Stoic and solemn, Zahra has poise and control. She is rational, despite adhering to an ancient belief. Extremely professional and versatile, Zahra has very few demands, seeking to fill whatever role is thrust upon her. This is not a sign of meekness, but a sign of confidence in her performance and ability to produce results. She doesn't appear to let anything phase her, or rub her the wrong way, choosing silence rather than confronting offenses or slights. Unfortunately, Zahra does have a tendency to try to do everything herself if she sees gaps that need to be filled, which can stretch her thin and cause her to make critical mistakes. But in a team of other capable individuals, this should not be a problem.

She has a psychological resilience that would make her ideal for the project, in addition to having a useful skillset. Despite being religious, Zahra does not seem to exhibit xenophobia, neither to cultures other than her own, nor to non-Terrans. Though there are doubts about whether or not we want to allow someone following an irrational creed to be a part of this mission, she doesn't seem to proselytize so we're willing to give her a pass; ideally, such nonsense will be stamped out in due time.

CHARACTER PROFILE

Growing up in Kazakhstan, quite adjacent to major conflict zones of the world, Zahra lived in relative safety and comfort, though the knowledge of looming terror and violence was always at the back of her mind. Being Muslim, the wealthy nations blamed her religion for everything that was wrong with the world, so she developed a stubborn silence in the face of it all. She would continue to dress and behave with dignity as God required, but she refused to argue with anyone over it, letting insults and slights roll off her shoulder. However, a part of her wanted to disprove the notion that women in her religion were 'oppressed', so she zealously pursued her interests in engineering, something that to this day was still considered a "man's field", even in more "developed" nations.

With her parents' blessings, Zahra pursued her higher education in Turkey, and later, in Germany, finally returning to Kazakhstan as an engineer for drones that were increasingly automating delivery and transport. She liked the notion that tools originally designed for war could be turned towards benefiting civilian life. But by pursuing her career so fervently, Zahra neglected seeking companionship. Though her parents were concerned that she was not yet married despite her age, they didn't push her very hard. And Zahra was comfortable by herself, and figured that it will happen when it happens. Still, a part of her felt guilty that she had done nothing substantial to help her brothers and sisters in Islam from the imperialistic Western boot that had continued for more than a century to crush the Middle East under its heel.

But everything changed when the aliens showed up. Entire philosophies and worldviews were being disintegrated by the answer to the age old question, "Are we alone in the universe?" Zahra saw people from all faiths lose their way. Yet the scriptures that Zahra adhered to did not exclude the possibility of aliens, instead vaguely suggesting that revelation was given by God to all peoples in all places. Did God send prophets to aliens? Was there more truth to be found in their histories and cultures? These were not questions that Zahra felt prepared to ask, given that she was neither an anthropologist, nor a historian, but when the opportunity to leave Earth for other worlds, Zahra knew that she had to take it.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Vivian & Sylvia Altissima

@PaulHaynek @13org @Rezod92

"But if you ask me, I... I don't think it's about the guild's safety."

Talia

"That's...a good point," Sylvia said, introspectively, "Though Bart's stated reason, being concerned about the guild's safety, is rational, his behavior is irrational."

"He's behaving like a child, you mean," Vivian butt in.

"He's behaving emotionally, but if his reasons were purely rational, he wouldn't be emotional and would argue things through calmly," Sylvia suggested.

"Instead, he's just blaming Neil. The fact is, I don't care who's fault it is; Bart is the older, more experienced person, not to mention the guildmaster, He HAS to be the adult in this situation. By allowing this situation to persist, he's actually undermining his own authority. Bart's well within his rights to exert his authority by expelling Neil from the guild for insubordination..." a look from Sylvia caused Vivian to quickly add, "...of course, the better option is to reach some sort of amicable compromise. The fact that Bart has done neither means he's not fulfilling his responsibilities as guildmaster, letting Neil have his way without permission and just moping about it."

As dinner was almost done being made, Sylvia sighed, "Please invite Neil to have dinner with everyone. Vivian and I...will bring some food to Bart and try to smooth out this situation. We grew up in a small business ran by both of our parents, well, foster parents. So we know the friction that comes from being in an organization with people that you have strong emotional connections with."

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Ramadan just started, so things have been a little busy on my end as well, but should smooth out as I get acclimated to the routine.

Pariah Online III

Actually, you know what? Screw broken promises!

Pariah Online III

Eileen Fang // Ailanthus Altissima (Tessa)

_{:: The Streets of Thorinn // Thorinn ::}

Tiferet leaving the group once again did something that was seemingly impossible: it soured Tessa's mood further. Not that Tessa was blaming Tif or angry at her, but not having a healer (and a friend, though Tessa would never say it openly) around did make things harder. But business was business and they'd have to make do without their healer turned necromancer.

Rael, the restless redhead that she was, quickly pushed ahead and prompted the newbies to introduce themselves, but her manner of doing so left much to be desired. There was no point talking about who they were or what they wanted to do; what mattered was what they were with respect to their classes and builds and what they could do with them.

"Alright, casual fun-time is over," Tessa interrupted, clapping her hands to draw attention to herself, "Enough about dreams, tell us about your kits. I'm talking mechanics. Tank? DPS? Support? Heal bitch? Truth is, the three of us are all on the tanky side, which has been fortunate, given the circumstances, though I'm more of an 'armored mage'. My handle's Ailanthus Altissima, 'The Tree of Heaven', but people mostly just call me 'Tessa'. I refer to my playstyle as Gatekeeper or Oppressor. Basically, don't come near me or my party. I'm a walking disaster area and apply almost all of my spells through auras, with a focus on disabling opponents with damage and some light support. I can shield, but I can't heal, so one of you better be a healer. Also, this is a 'for business' run. I spec'd hard into enchantment crafting, and people are going nuts for survivability enchantments right now. But higher-tier materials won't farm themselves and no one has the balls to go out for them, making this a lucrative gig with little-to-no competition, as long as you're strong enough to keep up."

Now she waited to hear them explain their styles so she could try to consider their future strategies and formations.