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Current Masses are always breeding grounds of psychic epidemics.
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The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one's own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself.
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One cannot live from anything except what one is.
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The slave to virtue finds the way as little as the slave to vices.
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The core of an individual is the mystery of life, which dies when it is 'grasped'. That is also why symbols want to keep their secrets.

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The Harbinger of Ferocity


Agent of the Wild, Aspect of the Ferine
Nature, red in tooth and claw.

"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."
- Carl Van Vechten

I am, at my core, a personification and manifestation of those things whose blood and hearts run red with the ferocity of the animal world. It is this which convicts and controls my works, my writing, my being; the force and guidance in which I gain wisdom from. It is what inspires me as a creator and weaver of words, the very thing I admire as an author.

My leanings, savage as they are, are of the feline sort as there exists no greater lineage of beasts whom can be drawn from. No others captivate and motivate my talent and skill as the greatest of cats do.

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In Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread → 9 yrs ago Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
@Xandrya

No, I am not saying you need to believe in said greater plan, I am merely pointing out that if one is going to critique a religion that they should probably set aside their personal feelings on it and weigh it by its merits. I personally find that a surrender of one's wants and desires to a greater system that benefits more people in a system of faith is for the better; this is where one also needs to assume God is both benevolent and all powerful. Even if that were not the case in either situation it is still a superior outcome to the raw, meaningless chaos that awaits the extreme opposite end of the pool, or the utter incompetency and inability of any system built by man.

I disagree that he could not somehow be both, namely because I ascribe to understanding the philosophy that if you are granted free will, which you are, that power to choose wrong rather than following what should be done then there is inevitably going to be fallout that affects others. It is not God who is sacrificing anyone or anything, rather it is the ongoing result of actions undertaken by people, many of whom even if they believe are not willing to follow; this is to as well utterly ignore the question of evil and its all consuming desire to destroy, which is another component to argue altogether. Nevertheless, while it might hurt you that said children lost their lives "just so you could go to work on time" it is ignorant to claim it was all about you, that somehow in such a system it would not or could not lead to more positives than negatives. Continued, your personal comfort and consolation are not the end goal, concerns perhaps, but the larger picture to be framed greatly eclipses your discomfort. In short, the ending state is unfathomably more important than your opinion in the context of a system that includes the Plan of God.

I need pose this, because so many argue this exact same issue, but in the entire story that focuses upon redemption and forgiveness what good would it do to instantly solve the world's problems? For one, it would violate the choice that is considered such a tremendous factor - others here mentioned it about the choice of seeking Jesus and Christianity as a whole, in addition to what a true death is - that being choice and another is, is that is indeed more or less promised. The issue people take with it is that they want it to be here and now, they want it to be their generation where the judgment comes and all terrible things are destroyed once and for all. Realistically, even if one ascribes to that for themselves, they need recognize that it was explicitly stated no man would now when; you'd have your wish yet, just not when or how known to you.

Righteous by human definition is only proof enough that people are more worried about what is good for the human being rather than all things played out in consideration. It is as though they think they were promised that everything would be good rather than being told that God is good. You could argue, as you have, that he cannot be both based upon evidence around us, but again that is not taking the entire scenario and the context of the faith's system into understanding. It was not promised to be easy, the contrary was assured, and the book itself is rife with conflicts, injustice and lack of righteousness that all stem from mankind. At times they were used by God, others by Satan, but a large portion is people more or less proving to be self-defeating.

Finally, if those people choose not to find peace and forgive Bob for being obviously a sick man in mind, as well as spirit, I am afraid I cannot extend my sympathies there other than what is due. People are asked to forgive the unforgivable and set themselves aside from themselves; to cling to it is not their business and not what is asked of them. Again, I must state and affirm that it is not about what the person wants it is about what needs to be done. I admit, from my eyes I do not understand the issue in letting go and instead accepting it is not my place to judge the lives of men. The notion people hold that it is their duty is completely alien to me, for if example Bob did surrender himself for forgiveness and was forgiven clearly the already greater power has that greater understanding of sincerity that people's human emotional tendencies interfere with.

And in the end, Bob would never know until he was already dead. As the phrase goes, "Let God sort them out."
In D&D 5e - The Lost Lands → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
The Vale
The Crypt,
Currently

With nothing more to him but blind arcane fury, the wielder of Hela rained blows down upon the darkness that surrounded and engulfed him. In the chaos of the the dark, the pure pitch black, he knew not where safety or aid was, just the light that they seemed to have brought with them. Whatever purpose the golden flame had the helmed man could not say, but like a raging beast prodded he struck out again and again. His attacks found purchase, not that he could tell, and all he could do was march forward toward the flame of hope.

Unable to see her foes in the darkness, the paladin did all that she could do... and that was advance and hurl whatever spells and magic she had left, but so tapped were these resources that all she could find was a bolt of arcane magic, the sort Wick might well have known from her near infinite recall of the arts. The blast, careening wildly into the dark, gave her no obvious purchase, no resounding boom or echo. Biting her lip, she dared wonder if she should brave the void or try to hold the line, knowing the surge would at some point break through.

Their gnome company, seeing the bard disappear into the dark, called out for him only to discover no reply came.

"Where have friends gone? It is too dark! Come back, come back!"

Birbin's feet shuffled and he panted like a dog thanks to the tremendous conflict he found himself in. He danced one way then the other, only to look up just behind him to witness the paladin as she too surveyed the dark; her own face not pleased with the findings. The golden light behind them and the one in the distance were all the illumination they had and even still they were not advancing as they should be. At such a point, the wizard did all he could by firing another ray into the dark, knowing his odds of striking anything were low, but they were better than outright surrender...

"Disappointing is it that you persist, furthering only the very thing you fight against in the process." The knightly figure said as he calmly, casually stepped, "Even more disappointing is it that your entire band hasn't any idea what it wants. Some want to 'kill' me, some want to desecrate the flame, some want to enflame it, and some want to return it to its second seat."

The apparent break in their assault restored the Green Man's character, giving him the breath he so needed in that moment, as well as to enkindle the ferocious wrath he fought with again. It was clear from the motion he drew up the sword that there was not going to be any time or opportunity to defend herself; all she could do was just weather the assault. The sword's blow came with a glinting green glow to the blade's leading edge and when it finished its sweep, the unearthly light vanished. Yet just as he had before against the templar, the moment the man thought he had an opportunity to exploit weakness, he did.

This time it came from the elbow of his sword-arm, crashing the plate of it into the armor of Wick as he came to reset his weapon's following swing. He had no apparent desire to kill them, he well could have in such a motion, but rather he seemed intent and content to punish them repeatedly; the reborn eladrin soul had made the mistake of reviving perhaps the most dangerous thing in the room after all.

Things turned far, far worse however, for the darkness fed into itself, more shadowy fiends raised from its black ether and their surging tide cascading down upon the vanguard with hungering fury. They swept through the ranks of their foes and like a tidal wave, prepared to rush further inland...


@Cu Chulainn, @Gordian Nought, @Hekazu, @JBRam2002, @Rig
In Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread → 9 yrs ago Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
People claim god is righteous and omnipotent. I guess I'm a fucking idiot because my definition of what's right and wrong goes against what's preached all the time: "It's all part of his plan, trust in him and he won't fail you," etc. I'm not okay with these things happening, even though people pray against it. But somehow, Suzie prayed hard enough and x amount of times so she could get an "A" instead of a "B" on her final, and it happened. But fuck the millions of others suffering, right?

I'm not here to change anyone's mind, just here to show why I think such delusion is bullshit.

Also, Bob could do all those things and more, but the second he makes that prayer, he's golden. No hell for him.


This is a non-argument because you openly admit this goes against the general philosophy of "It's all part of his plan, trust in him and he won't fail you.", whatever you as a mere person believe to be right or just pales utterly in comparison to that plan. That goes hand in hand with the other idea that the plan itself is beyond any measure of human comprehension or understanding. Of course you at your level may not be approving, but the greater scheme needed it to transpire for some other working component to succeed. This is not some closely kept secret of the belief system in question, which is why I call it a non-argument.

As for "praying hard enough" and "enough times", the general idea is that it has nothing to do with how hard you pray or the amount of times - although this varies with the different forms of Christianity - and has significantly more to do with the idea that without God man can truly accomplish nothing of value by himself. Suzie's request might have fulfilled some specific component of the greater plan, that she could have always had it if she so much as thought to ask for it because it was already in alignment with the will; one way or another she was going to take the test and pass in this example, but because she sought out that trust and looking to God she did better. This stems off into your other commentary about suffering people, where any number of factors - just as with Suzie in the earlier example - could be.

Why are people allowed to suffer in this context? For one, bringing it up you likely know the phrase that goes something along the lines of "It was never promised to be easy." and or that "There will always be suffering on Earth.", et cetera, et cetera. Not a sufficient answer, that I can recognize, but again this is not some unexplained concept in the philosophy of the religion. There are a multitude of interlocking, interwoven reasons for this that are elaborated upon. Some to this day are adamant it is "Just because of sin.", but when you ask them if that is original sin or the sins of the father or individual troubles, so on and so forth, there is not going to be a clear answer there.

As for Bob, my point is going to be summarized with a "Yes, and?"

When you are speaking to this religion's doctrine, you are needing to understand it with the perspective of that mankind is not the arbiter of fates. God in such a case would be the one to determine if Bob truly was repentant or if he was attempting to skirt the consequences of his actions just because he was on his deathbed. You as a person cannot determine that either, no amount of effort could you put forward to do that. So again, another non-issue in the context of how the system operates.
In D&D 5e - The Lost Lands → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
The Vale
The Crypt,
Currently

The elven wizard, with no more potent magics in his arsenal than his most humble of cantrips, lanced out with the elegant blade he so bore and struck aloud with a crackle of lightning. The arcing, skittering, dancing electricity jumping to one of the small shadowy minions, the creature vanished back into the darkness once more, but there was no reveal to be seen. They had plunged into the same darkness they recalled themselves falling into that time ago, yet where nothingness overcame them, the absolute emptiness, here all they could see were the pinpricks of spiteful glowing eyes and the sounds of their foes surrounding them, barrages of attacks being unleashed.

Behind the panther-woman's spree of haste, two shadowy mages followed, their soundless bodies and utter lack of footfall behind her giving them an eerie, almost phantasmal quality. Yet, they were very much there, for as they came to a stop both readied icy spells of cold reaches, one of which veered off like a shooting comet, exploding into ice crystals against the wall just past the monk; the second made its landing upon her back. The burning, hungry entropic cold tried her with everything it could, but she was so close - the literal one light in the darkness, with all the forces of that enemy kingdom raining down upon her and her allies.

The strangest part?

Being a student of the Way of the Sun Soul, some inkling within her did not have fear. Not the fear that she should, especially not now. Something in the consuming, benevolent embrace spoke to her in a language only a warrior of the Kingdom of the Light could truly understand. But what was worthy of fear was the question... what was to come?


@Cu Chulainn, @Gordian Nought, @Hekazu, @JBRam2002, @Rig
In Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread → 9 yrs ago Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
All the deaths I know have been violent, some very in-person, so let me preface with that. My experience with it is that they did not want to die and or regretted it in those last waking moments. Perhaps it was fear, utter terror, perhaps it was that they did not entirely know or truthfully intend what they did, or maybe it was just the last bodily reaction to pain. Whatever the case, the largest issue to be taken at least through my eyes, is where does it end?

I loathe the idea of granting people the authority to place their burden upon others just because they wish to die or believe they do. Even if you turned it into a form of systematic killing at the hands of doctors to "ease pain", you are doing little to alleviate the suffering of others. Very different in approach and reaction than say, someone dying in their deathbed.

Others are already making the slippery slope argument for me, plenty of evidence as well, but my point is that the intent to just want to end assumed suffering is all well and good, but these people are utterly compromised. Be it under pain or indignity or psychological distress. Whatever the case, it is an extremely fine line and one that is a box best left closed.
In Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread → 9 yrs ago Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
I believe, correct me if I am wrong, is that part of the issue being taken with assisted suicide is that it might all be well and good for the person in question, a mantra I do not ascribe to myself but I am not about to impose on others, is it has ongoing ramifications for those who are still alive thereafter. A person could reasonably do it themselves without the assistance, this we are all aware of, but the aid makes the process easier; having somewhere there with you even if not friend or relative makes dying less painful to some extent. It makes the choice less difficult and the looming threat of failure, as well as presumed punishment, ostracization, belittlement, reprimand, whatever, a factor that is non-existent. It lowers the inherent thresholds of opposition that the mind should regularly be using to push back with - it makes death a more simple alternative than it already is. Yet suicide is not just about the individual in question taking their own life under their own volition, though it is entirely a valid argument that it is not always voluntary due to psychological compromise and duress, but the other people who are alive after.

Some of us have experienced the violent deaths and or suicides in person, which is to say that is obviously more traumatic than finding someone dead beside their bed with a bottle of pills or in the hypothetical case, a doctor's office where they were effectively euthanized. People by and large do not deal with death well, meaning that the person surrendering their life and voiding it could well do it against the consent of others who now become responsible for everything, be it the funeral, to debt, to children or spouses, to their pets, et cetera. The assisted suicide might be easier, given this is a clinical procedure and action, but the overall implications would be absolutely mired in a spiderweb of legal actions that others would willingly need to undertake for the to-be-departed member in question. The majority of people would not agree to this as they often care or even love other people enough to not want to lose them, but also because they do not want to assume more responsibility.

To step back for a moment and ponder upon it, let us say such a system existed where you did not need to gain the agreement of those people to do so. Again, the member undertaking the assisted suicide process is forcing their decision upon others unwillingly; unless they consented to dealing with the events after, as in accepted the risk and responsibility, the action that is already selfish still is... just slightly less so. Let us continue in another hypothetical where one could choose to allow the clinic performing the procedure to assume the responsibility, but at what cost? Those vulnerable to suicide are already compromised, meaning they might well surrender that which is not theirs to or worse for them, be unable to afford any of it or offer such a legal transfer of authority. No less, is it not somewhat morally questionable at all tiers that in this example, people trade quite a bit of what they own to die outright when they themselves are not in the right state of mind?

There are greater issues with this proposal than I believe are being admitted and I have not so much as sunk my teeth into them here as my point is more about the people left behind, which is where I think greater issue is taken. For myself, I do not disagree with allowing people to commit suicide - there is only so much you can do to prevent them from choosing the final option - but at the same time I will not condone or encourage the behavior, let alone as a practice which will only reasonably still harm others in the process despite it being "nicer" to look at or think about. That shiny veneer is an illusion, a distraction.
In Jenny is Ready for the next battle → 9 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Greetings @Jenny64,

Welcome to the Guild and more importantly, I hope that you can find a topic or writers who you look forward to working with. A fair amount of the first component you are looking for with a fighting and competitive focus is the Arena Roleplay section, whereas action, adventure and slice of life can be found throughout the Free and Casual Roleplay sections of the Guild. Owing to your situational absences however, I would strongly recommend that you seek out the 1x1 Roleplay portion of the site to find a partner, who I would also say to advise them of your schedule where you can - that way they are aware it is not you ignoring them, rather you are off and away elsewhere.

Regardless, welcome to the Roleplayer Guild and if you have any questions, feel free to ask of the Chat Staff on the Discord or Site Staff here and there. If you haven't a desire to speak to them, there are many users willing to assist you if you just so much as send them a private message.
In D&D 5e -- The Lost Children → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
The hinterlander had broken through, at least in part and where it mattered at least for her, so she could not help but let a smile tug at her lips; the conversation of animals was life to her, animals were life to her, both in creative sense and down to the exact definition of what living things were. There was no hiding that she listened intently to the odd halfling, but not in any manner that was aggressive, instead loose in posture and offering a methodical nod of her head time to time and a gentle hum of agreement, not without the slow squinting and relaxed blinking of her otherwise vibrant eyes. Perhaps halflings were like the cats great and small, maybe he would subconsciously understand the unspoken language being transmitted.

"I think they have. There should be more, a lot more... at least a normal amount. Something odd is going on and the only thing I know that has really changed was the star. That is why I need to find out if that is true. Or if something else is responsible..." The woman's voice trailed off as her attention turned from the little hunter to the other woman who eyed her warily, some internal battle of wills ongoing in her.

Yet before she could so much as address her own questions that grew from this exchange of glances, a familiar voice spoke to her, causing her to turn her head to look back over the shoulder. She listened first, a light sigh escaping her mouth as the unseen companion berated the more human company, but her demeanor shifted the moment he went abruptly silent. At such an unexpected event, the elf turned at the waist, not surrendering her footing and brushed a bit of hair from her face; she pierced the moonlit forest with a stare, knowing just where one shadow did not belong and it was off in a rush, a bolt of black fur. The wildwalker spun to look at the rest of the wanderers on the path, utterly confused, did she turn again in place and then start after her companion, with only the time to yell a few words to them in the surprise.

"That isn't right! Something must have happened!"

With a start, her legs had already sought to begin navigating the forest floor with their long strides from the moment they entered the brush. There was no real time to explain, as despite the loyalty of her pantherine ally and his willingness to hold off his attack for her, whatever it was he was bound to be wrestling with was not bound to those rules. The wild elf was not about to let anything become of that fact.

@Guardian Angel Haruki@JBRam2002@Pennydumb123@rush99999@ihinka@Cu Chulainn@0 Azzy 0
In D&D 5e -- The Lost Children → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
It was not enough tonight, not for whatever hand played guide to them all, for more appeared in the forest as if drawn in by some ethereal net to be together. The woman paused, at first a bit frustrated they carried on without returning to what she reasoned brought them there, but as it were revealed a water-man and another dwarf joined them, rather a dwarf as the man called the other a "halfling". It was an odd halfling, whatever it was, but the elf was not about to argue semantics with any of them when the only ones she knew for certain just what they were the humans. Those at least were readily identifiable, yet the others were an odd mixture of littlefolk, some bigger, some smaller, and the rest were... beast-people or water-people. Or perhaps the water-man was a fish-man? At this point she could be none sure of any of them, barring the two overt exceptions.

"No, there will be no 'funny' business and no one is being attacked!"

It was all enough to rub the fur the wrong way, so the woman's previously soft tone became stern, almost certain. If it were not for the fact there was no way of her knowing if her claim were true at all, she might well have been tremendously accurate in this. In fact, she largely was but what difference at this rate it would make was debatable.

"I came to find the star and to where all the animals in the wood went." Her fiercer side calmed as she explained herself amidst the brewing chaos of so many foreign figures, "Is that is why you are all here? Trying to find the star?"

The elf's head tilted ever so gently to the side and she perked her shoulder, speaking with the subtle inquiry of words and body alike, "Or... did you all just wander here by accident?"

@Guardian Angel Haruki@JBRam2002@Pennydumb123@rush99999@ihinka@Cu Chulainn@0 Azzy 0
In D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
If the man's attention could perk, it would now, for his mundane labor of attending to the animals they rode paid off in gaining an insight he would not well have come to learn otherwise. Near broken fork in hand, the length of its old wood body acting still as a handle, the hunter continued about removing the waste hay and mud that surrounded the horses' confines, making no effort to tip off what it was he heard so clearly. Rather, he cared more for keeping the great hoofed beasts under an aura of calm, for the last thing he needed was for his unsettling presence to rile them and draw attention. As it were, the last part of their exchange struck out to him with the greatest emphasis of all that was said.

"... Most important ones would be the old man and the blue haired girl, so stop them even when alone. Morndath does not want them going." The message ended, the feigned worker glancing only to catch a glimpse of the man who offered this information and was surely disappointed; he looked to be a runner, any number of these wretches. At first he had hoped the man would make for an easy mark to come, yet fate had other things in mind. Then again, what surprise would it be they were faceless by and large apart from one another?

Silently Brannor carried on with his work, looking over the steeds in the process. Perhaps, just perhaps this effort they had him making would be of use after all. If they needed to make a swift escape, the horses were on the fringes of the camp and cutting their reigns either to sabotage their foes in pursuit or so they might make that escape themselves could be of great use. The huntsman prayed it did not come to that, hoping instead they might rather be covert and slip out under the graces of the Pale Lady's light, free from the shackles of these scaled fiends and their human lapdogs. Just thinking of the situation he found himself in, so close to do what he must yet so damnably far from reaching, drove him closer to rage.

All that mattered was, was that the others seemed to be succeeding in their plan somehow, someway.

@Hekazu@Ryonara@Lucius Cypher@Gordian Nought@Irredeemable
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