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Serpent's Snag-A Supernatural Western

I'm opposed but I'll join.
Historically, in my experience, Discord either becomes awkward silence or memes when they're associated with this forum. If it actually helps with collaborations\plot stuff then I won't mind.

Serpent's Snag-A Supernatural Western

I'm using a combo of keyboard edit and talk to text since i recently got wrist surgery,
so if you see Viernes' name as a placeholder "Character" or "Tom", thats why lol.

Serpent's Snag-A Supernatural Western

Cool. How will the flow of this RP go?
Is this more sandbox or will we have to wait for the GM more than not?
How much control over NPCs do we have? Is it situation dependent?

Skyfall: A Coming of Age Story

What's the GM style here?
Is this more sandbox or do we wait for replies?
Fyi I'm using A combination of text to speech and phone typing and a lot of good thoughts until I'm in less medical condition. My replies will be slow. Do we have to post in order? Or is it more of an anarchy style?

[Open] [Remake] The Deep Blue Sea

Prince Tol Anzi-de Carragua

^{@AnyAlex@Blade17}

"Come now I'm not seeking your forgiveness," Tol replied with cold amusement, "I simply said that I apologize." The Prince shrugged rather coldly then continued, "I'm here to help you understand why I'm the one that should go with you among anyone else. My brother is due back at any moment now but he is a brute and would cause quite an abrupt end to your journey on a whim."

He stood tall then, "And I admit that my sister is quite a deal more level headed than I and, while she does have a lot of patience, she can be very self serving and deceitful. With me, you know exactly what you are getting up front, since you've already experienced my nature. Rest assured I am telling you this because it is in your own of best interest to take me on this journey instead."

"And quite simply that is all I needed to say to you today. You should make good on this time to prepare yourselves for the upcoming journey-- take your leave as soon as you feel up to it as I won't hold you here." The Prince gestured to the doors and seemed content to in the discussion there.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

The chapter summary is gonna hit the character limit for this one.
Also I love Vashti's existential crisis-- fine vintage, all her WHINE.
And I hope Grace doesn't get suplexed for DARING to try and be Madison's friend buuuuuut....

Skyfall: A Coming of Age Story

De'yaego Flowchart:

Is There a Problem?
| |
V V
Yes No
\ /
Yes there is, how dare they?

Hope this helps!

Skyfall: A Coming of Age Story

^{... the castle.}

De'yaego came running up to the castle at a jog, wholly heaving breath after breath, because he was definitely out of it. Why was he running again? A very distinct clicking and hissing noise picked up from behind him as his pace slowed. Ah, right, that's why he was running. Deeply, a sigh left him, as he glanced over his shoulder at the quickly approaching sentient-mass-of-magma-- or was it Lava now-- that was trying to keep up with him. Rolling his eyes, De'yaego had half a mind to kick the thing into the nearest sewage grate, but that hadn't worked out the last time-- or the several times before that either. No matter what he did, his eidolon always managed to find its way back to him, but he wasn't quite to the point of giving up his attempts at getting rid of it.

Setting his jaw, De'yaego marched toward the portcullis, as the guards called to answer it, fully absorbed in his own thoughts. When he approached it, a guard moved to block his path, which caused his steps to slow but not halt. See, he half-expected to be met with a bit of skepticism and perhaps suspicion, as his Ma'd told him about castle-folk and their peculiars, so he wasn't surprised when the Guard gave him a once, twice, thrice-over, and a glare.

"Here for answerin' call t'Champions," De'yaego told the guard gruffly, still walking toward him at a slow pace, "And I thank ya for side-step." Baring his teeth, De'yaego met the Guard's confused stare, with a rather aggressive one, as his Eidolon clicked and clacked behind him-- adding their own demands to the statement.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

^{The Basic Bitch Beach House}

“She’s Penny! Definitely ain’t a coven secret member, she’s way too competent for that, no offence to like everyone here.”

“Yeah I’m beginning to get that impression,” mumbled Penny, causing Mariah to snicker in response. It was at this point that Mariah gently released Isla from her lifesaving hold. She listened to Penny in curious silence, especially when the doomsday prophecy and man-eating-monsters were brought up. Wait. There was ANOTHER man eating monster besides the thing in the woods? Yes, that was likely, but also, the concentration of man-eating monsters in this one state was already high, with the tigers and alligators involved-- Florida had too many damn teeth.

“I like your hat.”
Tilting her head to the side, Mariah stared up at Penny, then replied, "I kinda like yours too--" she took hers off and held it forward "--wanna trade?" Mariah shrugged.

“And hold up, did you say you Florida was nice? Is that what drove you to joining a bunch of witches instead of just getting a plane ticket home?” Penny asked Isla which caused Mariah to look down and also ask, "--yeah, why not jus' go back home ta Germany?" The seriousness with which she asked this clearly indicated she...wasn't joking.

"Or uh? Switzerland? Slovakia? Whateva-- I ain' an accent-ologist," Mariah shrugged, then would proceed to back-stroke into the deeper end of the pool, with her hat on her chest, whichever one she got. Staring up at the sky, Mariah gave a slight yawn, then told Isla, "If you go and there ain' a whole buncha monsters out there, jus' take me witcha, sis." Giving a loud yawn, she floated gently away from Isla and Penny for a solid second, and when she said that, her tone was halfway between resignation and--SNZZZZ. Mariah fell asleep as she floated further into the deep end of the pool, like a narcoleptic or some shit, but in her defense she was well over a full day without sleep. And. There she goes.