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1 yr ago
Current I still like to come by and leave a flower here sometimes.
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3 yrs ago
Hey remember when this site didn't have 3 tabs in the IC threads? Crazy.
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5 yrs ago
I feel like Myriad Reality is somehow the secret glue holding this entire site together
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6 yrs ago
People like to nudge aside the fact that there's a level of commitment to hosting, and joining an RP. The majority of players don't have it in either case, regardless of how interesting an idea is.
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6 yrs ago
I've been gone so long that I forgot what the status bar was like. It's like coming back to an old apartment, except it's not an apartment anymore, it's just two walls and a lot of heroine addicts.
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?

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Forgot to put mentions in my IC post, so here they are:
@tex@Sessamaru@Jensoman

Also, Sinon (which Alex just mentioned) is the name of the town his family moved to when they left Teknoh.


Do you mind if I go ahead and make some lore for it, or would you rather do so yourself?
looks like you're stuck with my characters for now @unfortunately, and @blue demon has the wonderful option of conversing with the important CMAS officials or Brian the not-completely-fucking-brainwashed cool person guy. Or y'know, following Yvette like a disobedient little demonlogist

Incidentally, the signups for this will remain open {almost} indefinitely. There's always room for new people to join.
Arcadia

Survey Initiative HQ

@blue demon@Unfortunately


"Ahem," Yvette cleared her throat, glaring at Ebenezer, who'd shown little respect for her orders. From the looks of it, he didn't even want to be there. No matter, if the CMAS heads wanted him around, she couldn't object. If Ebenezer was to be a bother, Sydney would speak up far before she would. Yvette wouldn't say anything, until they left the confines of Arcadia, anyways. A series of nods followed Karida's affirmation of understanding. The groupd seemed awfully obedient, for the most part. That was good, insubordinance would not be tolerated by the CMAS, and certainly not by Yvette. "Good. Joshua, is there anything else that I may have missed?" She said, glancing at him curtly. Joshua finally looked up from his clipboard, looking at the group of Registered Divers as if he'd just been dropped into a cage of rattlesnakes.

"Uhh... N-No, No! No madam! You've covered everything. Very clear explanation," Joshua sputtered, assuredly nodding as he looked back at Sydney for some kind of agreement. Sydney nodded silently, relieving Joshua to some degree. "I haven't looked over their files, we have what we need, right? Survey head, sub-head, two Machinists, two medical mages..." Joshua buzzed, his voice quickly becoming indiscernible as he flipped through his clipboard in a hurry. "Ah, yes. Ebenezer will be taking the place of Julius as this team's Glyph specialist, if I'm not to be mistaken? Good, Glad to... Uh, have you on board." Brian looked back at Ebenezer for a split second when Joshua said that. No way! He'd heard of that crazy old kook before. His daughter would go on and on about his theses regarding demons and ancient magics that haven't been relevant for ages. A regular warlock, from what he'd heard. A chill ran up his spine as he turned back to Yvette, acting as attentive as he could manage. The rest of the registered Divers had little to offer in terms of personality. Both machinists looked straight ahead, the medical mages stood close to one another but didn't exchange any looks at all, and everyone else stared with great expectation at Yvette and Karida, soaking up the squad leader's orders like processed sponges.

"If that's all, Joshua, then I shall dismiss my colleagues," Yvette said, raising one hand. "Report to the aforementioned gate within the hour preceding noon. Karida, you come with me. I've more details to discuss with you," She ordered, heading towards the room's exit where Sulfrax stood. Brian nodded and looked around nervously as all his allies began to leave the room, marching in a line like robotic drones.
@Unfortunately
I'll be sure to throw you guys a few bones in the form of totally interesting characters probably
Hey, sorry guys, some unexpected complication came up and I'm without internet for a few days. That on top of midterms and work, I haven't been on the forums at all and I probably won't be until next week. That being said, I might have to drop out for now since I don't want to hold anyone up!

If it's ok, I'll contact the GMs about maybe dropping back in once I get things sorted out in a few days. Until then, have fun!!


It's alright. I'll have your character act as an NPC until you come back, but I won't kill you off.
*drags finger across neck*
Would things such as arms dealers/black market rings/etc be plausible in this setting?


I don't see why not. But since there are technically no laws in no-mans-land, an illegal market would have to appeal to the wants of criminals within the established nations. There could be a black market within Arcadia, theoretically, but if there was, they'd have to be very underground.

Alternatively, they could function outside Nation borders, and sell their product with mules that infiltrate places like Arcadia. Think something up and it's perfectly plausible.
Diver's Paradise

The Southern Exit

@FateWeaver@Sessamaru@Jensoman


Luke found his way off the stage as Alvios offered his final words to the mass of Divers, a little disappointed with the turnout, and himself. He was never very good with words, but then again, he'd never had to say anything of such great importance before. As he made his way towards the southern exit, to rally the few troops that offered their help, Luke heaved a heavy sigh of discontent, before perking up and reliving the trait that made him so lovable in the first place, his joyful disposition. Seeing him depressed would likely ruin morale. Who would want to follow a big crybaby like that? No, people respect men who wield weapons fearlessly, and cut down any obstacles in their way with an unbreakable smile! That's the man he had to be, even if it pained Luke to live up to such heavy expectations.

Tinon noticed Luke leave the stage in disarray as Alvios beckoned the Divers in regards to their concerns. nearly half the group had already disregarded Luke's call to arms, and the other half weren't very invested in the situation at all. Only 30 or so men and women headed for the southern gate, the rest not even considering Alvios' offer. No questions were asked. This turned out to be a more 'do or die' turn of events, it seemed.

"Hey guys!" Luke announced his presence with a wide grin, standing atop a large pile of supplies, including a heft cache of A/A, partially charged and completely empty A/B's, and several types of weaponry useful to any Diver who needed the extra firepower. Luke waited a few moments for everyone to turn their attention towards him, as Alvios was still on stage with the rest of his comrades. "So you're the golden group we're countin' on, eh?" He rasped, nodding eagerly as he looked them over. "Alvios'll be glad to have ya on board, I sure as hell am! Lookin' forward to learning all about your capabilities in the coming hours, haha!" Luke waited patiently for Alvios to join him, knowing well enough that Tinon and Laura would be able to handle the Paradise's usual tasks without them nearby. Until them, the famous Diver would happily answer any questions his new allies had. That, or make small talk. He was better at small talk, anyways. "Don't suppose y'all have names? It'd be good to get acquainted, since we'll be workin' together and all, yea? How about you there, with the shaggy hair!" He insisted, singling out Alex randomly. "We've got some time before Alvios comes over ere' and drags the mood to a halt with the technicalities of our mission, tell us a bit about yourself!"
No biggie. Atm I'm more concerned with @tatszico since he hasn't been online for a solid 3 days. Does anyone remember him mentioning something about a responsibility I'm unaware of?

Tetsuba Zaisette


The Kohonjenpou Warehouses

@Fallentrinity@l0ck0n


Zay followed after Chokurou from a distance as his team began to surround the warehouse, while forming a small pool of silver at his feet, roughly 3 yards in diameter. With such a small pool, he could still support from several yards away, while retaining a large amount of mobility. Hell, he might have been able to jump with that much silver, but trying something that risk wouldn't be in his best interest. But as Chokurou continued forward, he was intercepted by a few enemy nin. They were dispatched easily, easing Zay's anxiety for a minute as he hugged the wall several feet away from the entrance way that Chokurou had decided to use, scanning his surroundings carefully. Of course, the Akimichi took a rather thunderous approach, as any tank would, rumbling the very foundation of the warehouse as he crashed against the end of a hallway. Zay followed through quickly, making his way through the door as quietly as he could. Even though their injuries were heavy, Zay took extra caution, fashioning a Silver Kunai in his hand and burrowing it into each of shinobi's skulls, one after another in quick succession. His Silver pool was unsteady as he moved about, rippling constantly before smoothing out every time he stopped.

I suppose it's the loud approach, then Zay thought to himself, somewhat irritated by the situation that his team had found themselves in. Hopefully this would turn out well in the end. Of course, from the sound of it, nobody had intercepted any high-ranking Red Sage shinobi yet. That'd be Zay's time to shine, according to Setsuko's orders. All he had to do was single them out one by one. In close range combat, there were very few that could match Zay's reflexes, and these narrow passageways only improved his jutsu's strength. Well, assuming his enemies couldn't see through walls, anyways.
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