TheMaster99

The Triwizard Champions

Alice had been the very first person to put her name into the cup. With arrogant confidence, she was certain that her name would be chosen from the rest. Now, butterflies in her stomach confirmed that the Headmistress had indeed called her name. Without a moment's delay, she stood and gracefully strode across the hall, and into the back room. Already inside was a representative of the Ministry of Magic, the Hogwarts headmaster, and the Hogwarts champion, Anthony Stuart. She extended a hand to the representative. "'Ello," she greeted. Turning to the Headmaster of Hogwarts, she did the same. "'Ello, pruvezzor," she said with a confident smile, knowing full well that they were all likely to be inwardly laughing at her accent. Alice eyed Anthony up and down suspiciously, but said nothing. Instead, she leaned against the wall, facing the door, waiting for the Durmstrang Champion. When she came in, Alice stepped forward and offered her hand, the situation being too formal for faire la bise. "'Ello, ah... Beatrice?" she asked, having been unable to hear her name being called over the cheering and foot stomping.

Mahz's Dev Journal

I need a fourth rating option, and I need it to be silly.

@Awson

Maybe a option?

@TheMaster99

If you do, I will probably click that on every single post just to troll you guys. You have been warned.

@Captain Jordan

And your rating count will be reset to 0, making it all a waste of time in the end

Mahz's Dev Journal

I need a fourth rating option, and I need it to be silly.

@Awson

Maybe a option?

The School in the Woods - Mystery/Fantasy Roleplay

Kyle Messor "Definitely not to be!" Kyle called to Jamie as he left, genuinely surprised that that was all Jamie had to say... for now. Finished with his breakfast, Kyle stood up and left, heading for his first class. As he walked out, he quietly withdrew back into his shell – only with his few friends did he act, well, normal. Otherwise, he was the kid who sat in the back of the room, only speaking when spoken to and socializing as little as possible. He knew it isn't how he should be, how he was before... everything changed. But what can he do? When you see some of the things that he sees, you wouldn't want to have friends either, and risk them vanishing from his life, never to be seen again. To collect the soul of someone you care about... that's something Kyle doesn't ever want to do again.

Mahz's Dev Journal

Not to be that guy, but if you don't like it, don't use it. I don't see the problem with having the option to use it.

mysterion are you here ?

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/mysterion If you haven't noticed, there is now a user list/search page, link on the header.

The School in the Woods - Mystery/Fantasy Roleplay

Kyle Messor Kyle listened to the conversation with noticeable, uncomfortable interest. Kyle was there when the girl died, of course. It happened weeks before she appeared by the lake. Nobody knew her fate until it was far, far too late. But they didn't even know the half of it. Kyle, unfortunately, was in the business of knowing every excruciating detail. He is cursed in particular by his knowledge of Helen Schwartz. I've never seen something so... evil, he thought, gravely. Reluctantly, he began to reflect on what he knew of that fateful day. The day was December 21^st; early in the morning (or late at night, depending on how you see it). Schwartz had been missing for nearly a week, and everyone on campus was feeling uneasy. When Kyle woke up in the middle of a deep slumber, his first thought was that he couldn't believe he had just woken up. He was in the middle of a... dream, and he was about to – well, nevermind that, actually. Then he recognized the familiar, tugging feeling in his gut; he knew someone was about to die, and he had to be there when they did. Hurry up you dolt, the voice that Kyle hated so, so much growled in his mind. This is no time for erotic dreams. Kyle blushed involuntarily at Death's brash statement, although it was decidedly dark in his room, and more importantly empty of anyone but him. Without another moment's delay, he strode over to the window, pushed it open, and climbed onto the ledge. Closing his eyes, the skin dissolved from his face; shadowy wings sprouted from his shoulder blades, and the shadows in his room gathered to form a matching cloak. At this point, Death mostly took over at this point, as it always does. He leaned forward, falling out the window and with a flap of his most bizarre wings, he began to fly. "Where are we headed?" Kyle asked the voice. To a basement. Not far, it replied simply. They soared the rest of the way in silence, and when they landed Kyle could tell something was amiss. Silently, Kyle – piloted by Death – opened the basement entrance and climbed down the stairs, closing it behind him. The scene that lay before him... you'd think it was a real life horror story. And you'd then be surprised by just how correct that description turns out to be. Lit candles on the floor formed a circle, and in the center was... oh god. It was the missing girl from school. Helen Schwartz. She was chained by the wrists and ankles to the floor, in the spread eagle position, with runes etched into her skin. Her face bore a twisted expression; it was clear she had been crying, but lost the energy to cry long ago. And it was for good reason that she cried, for she had been subjected to the worst suffering imaginable. A human couldn't begin to understand what exactly she went through. To Kyle, though, it was clear, too clear. She had undergone severe spiritual torture. Examining her more closely, it became apparent that although her body was spread-eagle, her soul – what was left of it – was in the fetal position, begging for it all to be over. But nobody was there to hear the begging. No, when poor little Helen died, she was very much shattered; very much alone. Kyle kneeled down and picked up her soul, and was deeply disturbed by it. She was definitely... supernatural, but... I don't know. Her soul was so fucked up when she died, I have no idea what she could possibly have been. There were runes covering what was left of her soul, the same ones etched onto her physical body. It was by far the most disturbing pickup I've ever done, Kyle thought in hindsight, sighing. Bringing himself back to the present, Kyle attacked his breakfast, inwardly demanding that it distract him from his dark thoughts. Of course, his pancakes failed to respond, instead oozing it's maple syrup onto the plate lazily. Kyle sighed again, this time at the pathetic display of his pancakes. He turned to his bacon, hoping they would put up a more valiant effort. His bacon didn't dissapoint. Of course, bacon could never dissapoint anyone, besides perhaps a vegetarian. Or a pig, Kyle thought dryly. Realizing he was talking to his breakfast as if it was his opponent in a duel, he shook his head, pushing the absurdity past him. Looking up again, he found himself gazing at Jamie, and immediately he remembered his current predicament, which his predicament of the previous year had distracted him from. He offered to Jamie a cold, warning glare. Don't, he mentally warned. Of course, even as he did so Kyle knew that it would only serve to challenge him. And look where that took me last time, Kyle grumbled to himself as he began to pick at his food once more.

Mahz's Dev Journal

It's like watching two protégés squabble for the favor of their master.

@Hank

But I am the one and only master No, I'm just trying to get my point across. I don't see why such a system is worthwhile, and as I pointed out, if he feels it is important he can work on it himself, once his dev environment is set up.

Mahz's Dev Journal

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@Captain Jordan

It's a system that'll take less time to implement, won't require server space to implement, since images are stored elsewhere, and it makes it easier on users of the current system.

@LegendBegins

Mahz will eventually be implementing image uploading. Why would he spend the time to implement a system that allows users to use any avatar they want without them having to worry about the size, when he is going to eventually implement a system that will do the same thing anyways? The opportunity cost of implementing your system which will inevitably be deprecated is so low that it isn't worth it. If you care about it so much, perhaps implement it yourself? I have to disagree that the load will be on the server – but even if it is, it still will inhibit loading times, just to make trust in the user unnecessary. I'd like to think that the community is more than trustworthy enough to wait until image uploading is implemented, unless you think otherwise?

Mahz's Dev Journal

Maybe Verdana? The 'I' (i) is distinct from the 'l' (L), which seems to be your main gripe.