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Hey raavendaas my status wasn't about you little guy you need to actually have 1x1s to be considered a 1x1 player not 10 pages of bumps 😭
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Just saw the most unwanted 1x1 RPer lose it all on the status bar. In more cordial news bloodlines 2 has been preordered
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Like if you enjoy SFW RP.
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1 yr ago
CHICKEN JOCKEY!!!
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Hey @everyone

White Wolf Returns: A Homecoming for World of Darkness

For over three decades, White Wolf has stood at the bleeding edge of supernatural and horror storytelling. From Vampire: The Masquerade to Werewolf: The Apocalypse and Mage: The Ascension, our games helped shape generations of roleplayers, writers, and dreamers who sought meaning in the shadows.

Today, we are proud to announce that World of Darkness will once again be guided under the name that birthed it: White Wolf.

This isn’t just a name change. It’s a return to our rootsβ€”and a commitment to the future. A future where mature horror stories are told with care. Where community and collaboration are central. Where fans, creators, and licensees can find clarity, support, and inspiration under a banner they trust.

Simultaneously, we are announcing today that White Wolf will now be a publisher, as well as a licensor, of World of Darkness games. This means that we will continue to work with our network of licensing partners who bring you all the great video games, tabletop roleplaying games, card games, and more -- but we will also develop some new games internally, and publish them.

The first game that we will publish as White Wolf is Vampire: The Masquerade Bloodlines 2 as co-publisher with Paradox Interactive. We will announce additional games from White Wolf as the publisher later this year.

As White Wolf, we will:
β€’ Reinforce our legacy as pioneers of narrative-driven horror and emotional roleplay across all our products.
β€’ Provide clear leadership across all World of Darkness media and products.
β€’ Support creators with improved tools, transparency, and canon guidance.
β€’ Maintain rigorous standards for inclusivity, sensitivity, and collaboration in storytelling.

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In alkaline. 1 yr ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay

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Ever thought you were something? The be-all to end all hot shit that wouldn't wipe off the boot of your enemy that stud or hero that everyone could rely on. The shining star in the night, a savior when one called for it? That is what Alex ever wanted to be, growing up in a desolate harsh reality: in this world, change came from within. Quite literally, as a young man, Alex got what he wanted he was groomed to be that hero. Things change when you are treated like a guinea pig, and Alex was a volatile one always prone to lash out and reject fate even when it offered him its slender, soft hand. He was a stubborn Soldier, but one that would meld and bond with Buvelle. There was a dark energy shared with the Aeon he called his. Being a servitor of life and power was all he was, a host and conductor for change in the eyes of the rebellion. No one ever asked if he agreed, nay he was just a useful tool one placated where it was possible. Nothing could hold back his rage, his corruption, or the sheer power Buvelle gave that young boy. He oozed potential, both sides of the conflict could smell it the Harlot more so. That power was something that could be controlled, and early in to his ten-year stint as a Soldier, the egg heads up on high and stuck Alex with her. Elowen, she was something he was not. Beautiful, deadly, and a vixen but more importantly she was the light to his dark the balance to his chaos. It had been engineered that way, long before they had ever met. Normal people would call it love, or soulmates but being paired to someone he could relate to all along brought out the better side of our dashing rogue. Those three stripes as a Sergeant were all he knew, he was subordinate to her there was a science behind it. She could always find him, and calm him down and he could always hold out until she came. He was her guardian and she was his tactician. Together the pair were equally lethal, and the resistance's best-kept secret. Until, now.
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What could Kleo do?

In times like these, it required skill, precision, and grit to take out evil floating aliens of 'fuck you' and otherwise. Especially in a space station that was floating and existing in space when it ought to be nuked took away from the fact, according to the last human this way of buttfuck that maybe she should hold fire. So the operator held her ground with her team leader she didn't kinda really like and the squid lady who she grew a more secret yet covert friendship - shit was blooming ok? The young woman held back a sigh, SMG at the ready she got ready to move.

It was a shock, Kleo following orders and listening. A curious Eveonemd might think the creature got ahold of her mind, or was she in her element? Did the witch have a trick up her sleeve with the occult?"

"Never let them know what your next move is, the occult works off dead gods and demons. The human mind is uncontrolled, never let them get control." -Dr. Hunter Powell
@BunniesOfDoom@Andreyich you goons still interested?
If more people show up, sure
This still open?


You makinga human?
We're devious, but welcome.
Welcome.
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