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3 yrs ago
Current @SaltSight Game was Astlibra: Revision. Found it on sale bundled with another game I've been wanting so I gave it a shot and got like, straight indie JRPG of the early 2000s injected into my veins.
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3 yrs ago
Hate that strange ennui that hits after 100%'ing a really, really good game. Good time was had, but man am I glad it can't mess my sleep schedule up anymore.
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4 yrs ago
Rich people blood sports is how the Oscar's should always have gone. As a hot blooded american man I cant sleep at night without witnessing violence of some kind.
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5 yrs ago
So true. Anyways, play Lancer!
5 yrs ago
Final Fantasy: Stranger in Paradise is the funniest shit I've ever seen while also not being a bad game. Just crack open some cold ones with the boys, blare Limp Bizket, and Kill Chaos.

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(Artist Credit: 飛鳥士郎)




One day, everything ended. And a moment after, everything began.


Hey there, if you're new to this RP, welcome to Overlord: Momento Mori. Here, characters serve as former NPCs to a guild that was formerly located within an MMORPG: YGGDRASIL Online. Now in a foreign land and with only one actual "Player" amongst them, they must band together to cut out a stake for themselves in this new world.

...Or just kill everyone. Best to keep your options open.

This RP will be divided into different "Acts" of several important events pertaining within a time period. Characters are free to perform their duties within the Chateau, or to act on their own for their own purposes. Within "Acts", a specific goal will become apparent, and after it is accomplished that Act will usually end, and then the next will start. After each Act is completed, a summary will be available, in case anybody forgets what happened and doesn't feel like trudging through dozens of IC posts.











@The Irish Tree PS2/Xbox 360, yes. You should play them. Instead of all the intricacies of the different minion types of the games, I was thinking they're all just normal goblins who worship him like a god because of his father.


That's perfectly acceptable as a concept. The show does show that goblins have huge potential for growth too.

For everyone's info, I'll try and get the OOC started tomorrow, so people can begin working on cs's!
"Your master sounds like a really good person," Steppe Archer would say before getting back to work. The nickname of the lizard elicited a snicker from the Archer, cheeks puffed full of air as she struggled not to laugh. He'd fought hard and was super brave, but...Lizzie-poo!? The archer did her best to not laugh when she thought of it. It didn't fit the lizard's huge frame, or his calm demeanor. But gods damned if it wasn't funny to imagine that being his real name.

Once they had finished, the druid girl's mention of a bath sounded heavenly, but the pragmatism of the Lizardman's statement was more than fair. It wasn't like they HAD the money to go to a bathhouse...plus, who really minded a bit of cold water? They'd just have to dry off by a fire somewhere, and then they'd be ready to go. "The stream's fine by me. If you want to, we could take the time to boil some water, dampen some clothes, and clean off that way too. But we might not have time take on the patrol job," the archer would say, at least considerate of the druid girl's desire for a hot bath. "But, after that, I've still got plenty of energy! Riding that boar gave me way more strength than it took away."

That statement might very well cement that the girl was less than sane to the two, but her endless source of energy was no doubt enviable after the drudgery of the guild work performed that day. Sewers, body-hauling, and then night duty, it seemed that if she didn't have to, the girl wouldn't sleep a wink until every porcelain quest was scrubbed clean of the guild's ledger. Leading them to the stream, Steppe Archer would begin disrobing herself, tossing her clothes into a heap before diving right into the ice-cold water as if it were just the right temperature. The river was thankfully calm enough to just wade in, and the girl's long silvery hair flowed serenely with the tide. She didn't even seem to consider the societal taboo of undressing before a male with the Lizardfolk Fighter's presence, and simply got to bathing away the gunk and guts of the daily grind off of her skin. By the time she was done, the girl's soaked hair would completely dangle down in a wet heap, making her look like a shaggy white abominable swamp beast with human skin. "Maybe we should build a fire..."
I might want to reserve a spot as a Chapter Keeper, but High Cleric and Vault Keeper seem fun too.


Any positions not filled after a certain amount of time will be filled by me or one of the Co-GMs, so go with whatever feels the most fun sounding!

@Lugubrious
I'll gladly accept you for this!

I have a character idea but it's based more on the Overlord video games than the show.


The PS2 ones about being a bad dude with a truck of minions? I really need to get around to playing that series, but something similar could be done here if desired. You could be an imposing warlord who can make allies stronger, making them better pawns for the jobs he sends them on. I'm willing to work with people to make concepts work.
Can I be an Orc named Jork?


Yes, you can be an ork named Jork. If that's a reference though I dont get it.
@Ammokkx
No.



Love you too Ammo.







"It came as if it had long since dwelled in silence, perched atop the blackest of mountains, or from the most stygian of all pits. It that came was clad in fine silken cloth, skin a foul pallor of rotting flesh, a twisted mockery of human form in its form that spoke not of an ounce of the strength in its hands. It hungered for the blood of men, tore apart its enemies, and took hold of the very neck of civilization. This nightmare was one that none could be prepared for, with its menagerie of myriad horrors that tore through men and women alike in its thirst. And then, all at once, it stopped. And lo, the foul beast would try to lull the innocent to its side, to slack its unholy hunger for blood and for flesh. Promises were made. Contracts bartered. Men have fallen wholly under the spell of this beast that deifies evil itself. He has claimed the Night as his kingdom, and if nothing is done, he shall usurp the Throne that our Gods have mandated for Man's station only! Come brothers! Let us crusade against this unholy night! Let us reclaim man's place and free the souls of his captives!"






(Artist Credit: 飛鳥士郎)
And now, the part people actually care about...


Hi, my name is Tree, and welcome to my dumb little rp half-based on/in the setting of Overlord, everyone's favorite isekai about a skeleton lich that just wants to give everyone big hugs and a livable wage. And definitely nothing else.

I say that its "half-based" on the setting, due to the actual isekai part of it taking place in a different fantasy world than the one Ainz Ooal Gown winds up in, as otherwise whether intentionally or not, meta-gaming would be bound to happen. With a fresh start, it also means that people who are either new to Overlord or have never even heard of it will be on an even playing field.

Player Characters will be former NPCs bound to the Guild Hall "Chateau Gothika", owned by the relatively middle-sized guild "Bandersnatch" withing the DMMORPG YGGDRASIL Online. The guild hall is a dungeon in which the NPCs reside and work, typically acting as guardians of specific central locations, or as administrators of various facilities such as farms, crafting, or feeding guild pets. In particular, the guild is structured that each "Floor" of the chateau has areas that are inaccessible to invading players where NPCs would sleep, and the part where people are meant to come in and invade is referred to as a "Chapter". The Guild Hall consists of Six floors or "Chapters", with each Chapter having a "Keeper". Each Chapter is tailored specifically around the NPC that is to guard it, for example, an Ice Titan Berserker might have a Chapter that is, effectively, a room carved into a Glacier full of frozen traps and fallen bodies. At the top of the Chateau lies the "Climax Hour", where formerly each member of the guild would be fought in proper.

Players don't have to be a Chapter Keeper if they don't want to, but every NPC must have SOME sort duty within the guild. For example, here are some positions that would exist beyond the six Chapter Keepers:
  • Manager of Serving Staff (Skeleton Butlers)
  • Roaming Executioner (Roaming strong NPC that's purpose is mainly to catch invaders who know the layout off guard. They have more autonomy than most. Also, no, you can’t just be Pyramid Head.)
  • High Cleric (NPC that heals the injuries of NPCs during invasions
  • Vault Keeper (Treasurer)
  • Gardener (Keeper of the Chateau grounds.)







Rules
0. I reserve the right as GM to accept or deny whomsoever I please.
1. Don't be a dick. Generally, if an issue comes up or you take issue with something, come to me to have me resolve it rather than start a fight in the Out of Character chat.
2. Your Character only knows what they know. No Metagaming, no zooming across the castle (unless its for a joke) to interject in a conversation in the middle of another interaction.
3. Please, please exist. I'm setting the required posting speed for this RP at the impossibly blistering speed of 1 post per 7-9 days. I'm a college student, I understand that stuff happens, cars break down, entire internet service gets cut...but also understand that if you vanish for a month I'm going to have to autopilot or replace your character in terms of functionality. If you need a break or want to quit, please tell me so that I'm not left high and dry waiting for posts that are never going to come. Its just rude to leave without saying anything.
4. I'm an idiot and I forget things. If I forget something important, feel free to call me out on it. I won't get angry if someone points out that I made a mistake, and I'll immediately try and rectify any such mistakes that crop up. And remove all evidence.
5. I may not be consistent, but by no means is the rp "Dead" if I haven't posted yet. Believe it or not, I want this to live, and as such I'll try and stay on the ball schedule wise for posting.



We already have 3 Chapter Keepers reserved, but anything else is fair game! If you want to play a position not mentioned that you come up with, I'm more than happy to work to include it into the Chateau's facilities!
@Enkryption

@Guess Who,@Suku
The archer would hurriedly dash back to her companions once the danger had passed, an eager smile on her face in spite of her rather ragged appearance. Her hair had been whipped around from the speed of the ride, as well as the various bumps along the way, but she looked pleased as punch. Thankfully the danger was passed, so it was completely fine to bask in the afterglow of her rodeo, crossing her arms and pointing out at the brush where the father boar had left. "Someday, I'll meet you again! And then we'll finish today's fight for real!" she would say, before practically skipping to the druid girl and patting her on the head. "I'm glad that you're okay. Here I was thinking that if that didn't work out, you'd be gored into that palisade. Or trampled. Where'd you learn how to do magic?" Steppe Archer would ask, before her attention was recaptured by the formerly unhelpful guard.

Much as she appreciated them being given enough of a break to catch their breath, she didn't mind getting a finger wagged at her. Once she was rested up, and the Lizardman rather startly started chucking bodies up for them to ferry rather than continually dive for one at a time, she smiled and got to picking up corpses two at a time. Now, she didn't have to trudge up and down the ditch to get them, so managing two at a time was no major problem for the short walk. After about the fourth round, she would call out: "This was a great idea! Thanks for thinking of it!" to her new lizard friend. Smiling in spite of the filth of her current job, Steppe Archer was content to have nice people to work with.

The Archer would continue until all the bodies had been cleared of the ditch, appreciating the pace that they managed in spite of the earlier distraction of the boars. Her hands were caked in mud, blood, and traces of viscera, but that was kind of what she expected. Nothing a quick once-over at the river couldn't fix in a jiffy. Once they were done, she would check and see if her fellows were up for that night patrol quest, if it was still up. The archer herself seemed a nearly boundless source of energy, not skipping a beat since the job started. It was unnerving to some that she'd met, but she never figured that there was anything in this world exhausting enough to break the back of those who broke the backs of countless horses.
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