tsukune

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

@Altered Tundra@Natsucooldude

Personally I'm not a big fan of romance as the main genre - I prefer it to be secondary, only acting as a side to spice up the plot and aid in character development. Even less for ERPs (the last time I attempted this it went out of control - maybe it's because I'm still new to writing smut and the other person took advantage of my inexperience); I might give it a shot again in the future, but for now I can't really get rid of that horrible aftertaste yet.

As for canon pairings for such RPs, I feel that it depends more on the players' capability of handling canon characters than hating canonical pairing ERPs in general. Of course, anyone would love to nuke those players who defiled their fandoms with their cringe-worthy p0rn garbage.

Amount of RPs — The most you've been in at once!

I think back when I still have internet at home and I didn't have much to do other than studying and writing stuffs, I could easily take up to 11. Now, I'm content with just 4 (1 group and 3 1x1s) - even so I'm still struggling a bit on top of hectic RL and limited wifi access. Too many things happened in 2015 for me...

As to your additional question, I admit that it's partly due to me preferring to try out different genres - till now I don't exactly have a particular type of genre that I feel I'm best in. The other reason was probably my writing style? While in the past I would give free and casual RPs a shot, nowadays I won't do anything lower than advanced.

Verthaven: Days of Rain ☔ [COMPLETED]

I don't mind big collabs (in fact all thanks to @Mr Allen J for getting me hooked on collab writing to curb writer's block), but I hope that you guys can be patient with my slow progress.

Otherwise, I'm with @Defacto and @Zombiedude101: it's up to you, and also depends on whatever you plan to reveal next to throw into this shitstorm, heh.

EDIT: Damn internet here. My post got delayed. >_>

Verthaven: Days of Rain ☔ [COMPLETED]

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Cindy Keagan, & Lucille Hartigan.

^{(@Mr Allen J and @Defacto)}

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In addition to the trucks being cramp, Cindy couldn't see her father anywhere. She was sitting on that seat, looking down at her shoes because all around her, all she could see was pain and death. A bloodstained child with his head rested against his mother who had bandages over one of her eyes. Cindy could just see the pain he has experienced. Cindy's eyes peaked out of the trucks, and she eyeballed one of the escorting APCs, with a 50. cal mounted on top of the war machine.

While it made her feel safer, she wondered how much it could really help against a horde of them. Yet, she decided to keep such thoughts away from her head, and just keep playing with her fingers.

"Hi," Lucille said quietly, sitting next to Cindy. "How are you?" She said without looking at Cindy. Of all the trucks in the world, she entered in the wrong one.

The impossible happened, the ride there got even more awkward. Cindy was still coming to terms with what happened. Trying to find the right things to say to her. Was it legitimate, or just the spur of the moment? Cindy didn't know. She'd have to worry about that later. For now, she's going have to do some awkward small talk.

"Holdin' up the best I can," Cindy said. "It feels so strange that we're almost out of here... This fuckin' nightmare..." Cindy reached behind her head and scratched her afropuffs.

Before the conversation could even continue, there was an explosion that rocked the vehicle, and launched one of the wheels right off. The bounce made Cindy grab onto the nearest object and hold onto it with dear life. She screamed the whole time. The truck was going to careen into another one, but the driver did a hard turn to the right and started steering off course into a library.

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The Changeling Unit.

^{(@Mr Allen J)}

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Luis laughed as he watched the truck crash. It was a simple explosive device the Mannequin planted on the trucks. Designed not to blow up the truck, but to disable it. Which was just what happened when Luis pressed the button the first time. He was going to give them a little bit more time before he disabled the rest of the trucks. He watched as an APC went back for them.

The ground started shaking, and massive fissures in the ground formed for the Devil's hell beasts to escape the sewers and wreak havoc. He could see the hordes of them going after the trucks. Which worked out in two ways for the Changelings.

One, they would be going after the trucks the Changelings disabled.

Two, they'd also be disabling trucks.

Both facts combined meant that Luis didn't have to lift a finger!

Watching the chaos was going to be fun.

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Cindy was screaming the whole time, holding onto the bars until the crash sent her flying forward and she landed on her shoulder. Her glasses fell off, and cracked. The whole room was blurry, and her ears were ringing. She could barely make out a damn thing. She looked around, grabbing onto her head.

"Lu...cy...?" Cindy called out to her, wondering if she was doing any better. She let out a groan after these words.

"I'm...here..." Lucille said, still reeling from the shock. She ran her trembling hand over her forehead and patted a cut. "Are you...okay?" Lucy tried to move but felt a huge pain in the ribs, she probably broke one. She groaned in response.

"Little roughed up..." Cindy said, brushing some dust off her pilot's jacket as she pushed herself to her feet. "But, I'll be fine..." Everyone else was in a similar battered state by the crash, she could tell from her blurred vision. She felt an incredible pain in her hand - might have been cracked. She looked at it, and saw some blood drip down from it. She flexed her fingers, and grit her teeth in agony - functional, not fully. "Can I get a hand...?" Cindy asked no one in particular.

Fortunately, she was helped up by a random passenger. She got up onto her feet, and grabbed her hand. Looking around.

One of the NEST agents - a man wearing black NEST armor, and a face-concealing mask on - got up from the rubble, and brushed the dust off from his armor. He stood straight up, and looked around. "Alright, everyone get out of the truck, and sit tight, reinforcements---"

The ground started shaking uncontrollably.

"Fuck, an earthquake?!" Cindy hissed through her teeth as the earthquake ended. She heard a lot of stuff going on outside. Shit was getting even crazier. She grabbed the side of her head, and looked around - noticing a purple light creeping in the background. Moving towards the NEST agent. "Look out!" Cindy shouted, extending her free hand to warm the agent.

Before he could react, the beast, with disproportionately long limbs, had grabbed the agent by the leg, and lifted him up in the air like he was weightless. There was barely any time for anyone to save him before he was slammed headfirst into the ground, and his head turning into a nice pancake against the ground.

"Oh shit!" Cindy shouted, taking steps backward and covering her mouth with her hand. Oh my god, I can't believe this shit is happening, Cindy thought to herself as she started breathing heavily.

This never ends.

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Sonya Mayfield, & Task Force RAVEN.

^{(@Mr Allen J)}

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Task Force RAVEN were in the center of the convoy, in their own APC. Maximilian was standing up, holding onto one of the bars, and waited as the rest of RAVEN sat down waiting. With Sonya cleaning her 50. caliber sniper rifle, since desperate times call for it, she's going to need something that would pack a little extra punch. Right next to her was her wife, who was armed with an ACR that was resting in her lap.

RAVEN was the first to take notice of the truck crashing, because it made a vibration that couldn't help but catch the attention of whoever was nearby.

"Whoa!" Sonya shouted, jolting so hard that her rifle nearly fell out of her lap.

Max's fingers went to her earpiece at blinding speed. "Dana, what was that?"

"One of the trucks crashed, someone tampered with it," Dana answered, her fingers going fast as they could on the keyboard. "I don't know what happened, but we need to get them going soon as possible. They're sitting ducks."

"Alright." Maximilian took steps forward to the driver of the APC. He put his hand on his shoulder. "We're going back for them - take us that way!" He pointed back towards the APC. And the driver immediately broke off from the convoy and went back towards the crashed truck.

Sonya loaded her rifle with a round that was big as her hand. Smiling deviously as she knew that there was no way RAVEN would leave anyone behind.

The APC picked up speed and was approaching the scene - the ground started shaking violently (harder than ever before). In front of the convoy, far ahead of it, there was a massive tear in the earth - much like the one the Devil used when she first revealed herself to Verthaven. A gigantic sinkhole that lead into the abyss. Instead of a horde of her beasts, instead one gigantic purple-eyed demon came out. Built like a centaur, it had four legs, and it's lower body was the size of buildings, and it had a thin, humanoid, upper body with three long arms that were topped with gigantic claws. It stood high enough to breach the building-line, likely standing over forty feet tall. Behind it, a horde of the purple eyes beasts behind it started charging out it like wild as it slowly began it's sprint. Before it started all out charging.

"Oh, that's not good..." Sonya moaned as she looked on. Maria had her hands over her mouth.

"Damn it!" Maximilian shouted.

"Sir, they're coming at us from all angles!" A NEST agent said over the comms, making Maximilian groan.

When he was finished, he pressed onto his comm-piece and shouted, "Alright, all agents! The convoy is going take the alternate course to avoid the beasts!" He ordered them as he walked to the back of the APC.

"What are we going to do?" Sonya asked, her accent getting thicker as she tried to hide her fear.

"You all are going to get the people in that truck to safety," Maximilian said as he turned the handle.

"Now, what are you gonna do, Maxi?" Leon asked.

"Me?" Maximilian turned halfway, and shot a cocky smile towards Leon. "I'm going to keep our friend occupied." Echo threw the door open, and Maximilian jumped out of the APC, flying low towards the giant demon, with Echo flying not too far away from him. He went in a bee-line straight for the giant, rising above the lower level mooks.

The giant looked at Maximilian, and raised it's hand up into the air, and dropped it on him. Echo was quick enough to deliver a supernaturally powered punch. The two clashed, the impact sent shockwaves through the area. Echo's arm was cracked, and the leviathan's arm was bloody, oozing the grey sludge.

Maximilian flew backwards, and flew up to face level. Staring down the ominous purple eye.

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Haruka & Shizuka Takashiro, Sonya Mayfield, Lihua Vuhong, Quentin Taylor, Akemi Shinoda, & Task Force RAVEN.

^{(Written in collaboration with @Mr Allen J and @Zombiedude101)}

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Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII OST - Chaotic Battlefield

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Akemi, Daphne and the twins arrived at the scene - and the sight that greeted them was nothing short of a chaotic mess of screeching tires, screaming people and spraying ammos...made worse with the appearance of those sludge monsters emerging from the cracked ground and thrashing around, at both the vehicles and humans alike, leaving behind a path of bloody destruction.

"Oh...my...God." Haruka was completely thunderstruck at the horror that was unfolding before them. His twin immediately gave him a hard spike to his back to jerk him out of the fear that was beginning to overwhelm him.

Daphne's attention, however, was on the members from RAVEN she had spotted among those who were fighting back against the creatures. Taking out a comm earpiece from her pocket, she contacted the first person that came to her mind. "Grue, the Changelings are behind the explosion. Also, I have three civilians here with me now."

"The Changeling Unit!?" Lihua loudly exclaimed in anger as she heard Daphne mention just who's behind this - realizing that she wasn't speaking on comms, and earning a look from the girls behind her.

"Um..." Dana said into comms, with her hands honestly tied. "We have to do something about them."

Lihua knew that this situation was going to go to hell in a second. They must have the trucks and APCs wired to explode. Which meant that everyone was in danger. Lihua peeked over her shoulder, and looked at Lijuan. Like hell she's going to stay in here because of them. "They're playing games with us," Lihua spoke into the channel. "They want us to panic and scramble all over the place."

"Well, they're doin' one hell of a job," Leon said into the comms. He used his power to observe the battle from a birds eye view, and saw that a literal wall of those monsters were heading straight for them. The sounds of 50. cal machine gun fire filled the air, as the agents started cutting through them with their heavy firepower. Which wasn't going to do much for the mode.

Maximilian, in the midst of his battle with the giant, dodged a swiping attack. It was hard to focus on fighting this and worrying about the Changeling Unit. With Echo floating in front of him, Maximilian spoke into the comms, "We need to find them above all else."

"I agree," Lihua said. "If we try to remove the explosives, then they'll just set them off while we're trying - or detonate them all at once," Lihua explained. She looked over her shoulder again, and saw a worried face on the girls. Lihua regretted the fact that she couldn't tell them that everything would be okay.

"Oh!" Sonya cheerfully said into the comms. "Is this a job for Ms. Special Forces and Reconnaissance?"

Echo's light-speed fists bludgeoned the giant, and sent it stumbling backwards. However, it grabbed onto the two with its giant hands. Its attempt to squeeze them to death were thwarted by Echo using its strength to open the beasts fingers. Maximilian closed his eyes, struggling to get it off. "...Yes! It is a job for Sonya!" Maximilian struggled to say. "Find them, and destroy the detonator at all costs!"

Sonya quickly hopped over to the APC door, and opened it. "Aye, aye, sir!" She clung onto the door of the APC, and climbed her way to the top of the APC. She eyeballed a roof, and hopped from the APC to the ledge and climbed her way up there.

"She's gonna need backup," Helena said, unstrapping her seatbelts, and flying out of the APC after her.

Leon pressed onto his comms-piece to inform them, "They can't be that far off, just let me have a look around." Those Changelings gotta be around here somewhere, Leon thought to himself as his eyes started glowing brightly. He started scanning, searching around for them... He spotted a group of ominous figures on the roof not too far away. Leon 'zoomed' in, and saw a man that matches Luis's description.

"Found 'em, they're on top of the EZ Grocery Store."

"Good eye, Vahan!" Sonya said, as she hopped on top of a building, with Helena behind her, then hopped to another. Their best chance of taking out the unit would be by stealth. Otherwise it's suicide. One shot to the detonator, and it's over.

"Then fucking end them, before they do the same to anyone else!" Quentin's voice finally appeared over the comms, followed by the familiar racking of his Remington 870 and more subsequent gunfire as he emptied slug after slug into the approaching creatures.

"On it, Taylor!" Sonya shouted into her comms. With the knowledge that they have a teleporter on hand, the first thing Sonya's gonna do was to make sure that they couldn't use the detonator - then worry about taking out a few.

Managing to break himself free, Echo drilled a hole through the beast's hand with punching, and did all he could to fly out of reach. "Everyone else! Go to the fallen truck's position, and give it assistance." He turned his hand, and saw that the beast had put it's hand onto ground level, and the smaller beasts had jumped into the wound, and converted into sludge which shaped to fill the wound.

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Mobius Final Fantasy OST - Ranger's Theme

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"I won't help them," Shizuka began, when his aunt and brother turned to look at him while Daphne was still busy on her comm. "I'm no good Samaritan."

Haruka grabbed his twin by the collar; Shizuka was so surprised that he didn't react to his brother's unexpected aggression, only to gap at him blankly. "Stop trying to act all cool and tough - right now your power might be the thing that could save not just us, but this whole city!"

"What do you mean?" Akemi demanded; even Daphne was now staring at the twins.

"His ability," Haruka spoke before Shizuka could. "Is immune to telepathic control."

Akemi exchanged a quick glance with Daphne. "Wait, so you're saying..."

Haruka let go of his brother (not without giving him a dirty look) and explained with a rush, "Those monsters are most likely being controlled by a Metahuman remotely via telepathy - according to this egocentric piece of trash---" Shizuka raised his eyebrows, very much amused at his twin's choice of words. "---When he expand his intangibility to the slime ball, it would stop moving momentarily. We can safely assume that his phasing power is effective against mental signals as much as electromagnetic waves."

Shizuka put up both his hands in defeat, but not without some attempt at verbal resistance. "Fine, my ghost power might probably be useful to mess up their little brain network, but are you expecting me to go up there to put my hands on that devil...just like that?" He pointed at the one humongous purple-eyed demon in the middle of the warzone ahead of them. "You got to be kidding me."

Daphne nodded in agreement. "While I admit that this is great news to us to make a counterattack, I am personally not keen to use an underage civilian for such dangerous tactics. Also, my priority is to keep all three of you alive---"

"Either way, chances of us to get out of this forsaken place in one piece is almost zero." Akemi pursed her lips - she had promised their parents to look after them, not to send them to death. No matter how grim the situation was, she had sworn to herself to protect the boys at all cost.

Even if it would cost her own life.

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

I'm not going to lie, this thread took a turn I did not expect.

@Sen

I didn't exactly go through all 12 pages worth of bitching here, but I'm under the impression that this thread is pretty much all about...

War and feminism.

So going back to the thread title/original purpose of this thread...

B!tchfest = Politics.

...

Politics everywhere.
Screw politics then.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

In trash hell.

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

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Careful, you'll make the manbabies in this thread cry.

@AuntFlavia

Oh dear, now that would be pretty unfortunate.

Well, I always have this uncanny ability to make babies cry with my mere presence...

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

A little off-topic, but...

Was just wondering if this thread should be renamed "B!tchfest - Case Studies of Brainless Politics and Idiotic Sexism".

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

@NuttsnBolts To be honest the train and bus system in Singapore is no longer as reliable as it was a decade ago after the massive breakdown 2 years back - while the government is working hard to restore the reputation, but the damage has already been done. The efficiency of Japan's railway system is on a whole different level, I swear - sure, the fare cost is a little higher compared to Singapore but it's totally worth the money when you consider the quality of service.

I don't mind playing in RPs with Americanized settings - I mean, RP is a place where we're given the chance to go out of the small box of reality around us, into the realm beyond with the power of our imagination. However, it has become a point where this kind of setting seems like it's everywhere, even in RPs that are supposed to set in non-American worlds (be it Asian, galactic, etc).

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

@NuttsnBolts Blame Hollywood.

On a serious note, I do feel the same way as you:

For school terms, in Singapore we start in January and end around November - just a month ahead of Australia, but we're similar in the matching up with the calendar year. (There's no point to start school terms in the middle of the year because we don't have seasonal changes here - we only have summer all year round, so it's kind of pointless to have summer vacation, obviously.) Even the education system we have here and the subjects/courses offered are completely different.

As for firearms, unlawful possession of firearms is equivalent to death sentence. (It's Singapore - well-known for having some of the harshest laws in the world.)

Another issue I have with regards to settings is residential houses. Unlike America with lots of land space to build big mansions and bungalows far apart from each other, population in Singapore is very dense and most people live in high-rise buildings (either government flats/apartments or condominiums). Ownership of cars here is more of a luxury than necessity as the country is small and public transport here is very convenient.

And... Unlike all the strong black vs white that is still going on in the US, in Singapore the government often emphasizes on racial harmony, and any form of racism is not tolerated here.

Most of what I know about America are through the entertainment media, American friends, and relatives who live in the States - I've never been to US before, so I can only base on third-party information to try and put myself into these Americanized settings, leaving the rest to my insane imagination. It's actually hard to immense myself into such settings without the first-hand experience to feel the actual place on my own - and most of these third-party sources are only 50% true, the other half are mutated unconsciously by their own opinions and feelings.