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3 yrs ago
Current Losing a game of dragon ball the breakers because my dipshit allies wouldn't give me their fucking dragon balls pisses me off. the raider was already nearly dead fml.
3 yrs ago
devaronian is the race you're looking for. They're basically thugs for the hutts for the most part.
3 yrs ago
Man I'd love to be proven wrong so i'll keep trying but still it sucks like the fourth time this has happened for entirely seperate reasons each as dumb as the last.
3 yrs ago
Man I just can't stick with a DND Group. I'm aware I feel pushy at times but I never intend to push anyone into doing anything. I'm just feeling so dejected at this point.
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3 yrs ago
In general I've given up play by post roleplaying. I only check on occasion due to how NO ONE commits to forum posting in my over ten years of experience.
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I'm one of the surviving members from the event known as Guild Fall. I am a big fan of Mobile Suit Gundam and am very specific on what I want in a roleplay. I have completed two roleplays (one is debateable) and have over six years of roleplaying experience dating back to when I was in Middle School.

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Too engrossed in his game Gary failed to notice the car nor the teacher. He failed to beat the boss in the game forcing him to start all the way back at the start of the level. Man I hate when there's no check points...but hey gotta go for broke right? Gary thought to himself as he looked across the hall. A group of guys where complaining about something and next to them was a group of girls trying to correct them. Steering himself away from the group he decided to go back outside. Things weren't so fun at school were they? Gary walked outside until he noticed a folded up magazine on a nearby bench. Seeing as his game wasn't going anywhere he promptly paused the game and decided to check out the magazine because it looked like an anime one. Maybe he could find something he would watch online sometime. As he opened the comic he noticed immediately to his delight it had some gunpla in it. Well hopefully he wasn't intruding on someone. If he was he'd have to go and apologize to the person for using their magazine without their permission but seeing as school was over and all...well he guessed it was all fair game. Not that he was planning on taking the magazine but...wait why was he trying to justify his own actions? There was no harm in looking at a magazine that was set aside.
Hope you enjoy that toast.
When they are able to recognize certain tropes, and get to have a reputation among a certain group of people. Most people I roleplay with for example know me as that hardass gundam guy.
Gary wasn't doing much in his spare time. Being a transfer student was hard especially being from the east coast of the good ol' US of A. It was like an entirely different life style here than it was in his home town. At least he didn't need to deal with his brothers constant badgering. He was sitting outside at this moment looking around the school yard and mindlessly tossing a small coin up and down. He dropped the coin every now and then but hey no one was perfect right? He unconsciously reached for the case in his backpack but pulled his hand back. "You know I really miss doing things with you." he grumbled to the case as he chuckled. "Oh course though all good things must come to an end...well at now for least maybe when we get back." he said to the case as he fumbled around with his brown jacket. It was odd not wearing his other one but that was for a life that he'd left behind on the other side of the continent. "Man days like this you just need to sit back look up at the sky and hope that something nice happens." said Gary as he chuckled to himself, "Man I really shouldn't talk to myself like this people would think I'm some sort of monologue loving weirdo." he said after getting up and pulling out another case different from the one he had and pulled out a small hand held system and put in a game cartridge. It was a Japanese game but it had English subtitles luckily for him. It was a hack and slash game featuring a group of people from some anime he'd never seen before. And thus Gary walked wherever he could. There was no plan for today so may as well just chill at school for a bit.
Character Sheet: Name: Terry Adair Nicknames: The Cross Gender: Male Weight: 220 lbs Height: 6'1 Age: 24 Languages known: English, Japanese, Russian (minor knowledge) Appearance: Brown/black hair and green eyes [His Jacket](http://www.luckcos.com/images/v/201305/b/13699623143.jpg) - His lower body is a normal pair of jeans or sweat pants and under the coat is a nondescript grey shirt ![enter image description here](http://safebooru.org/samples/716/sample_842e2483f981aa0835460f91673e3a2f54c3d9ce.jpg?721540 "enter image title here") Fullbringer Ability: Cross of Scaffold (クロス·オブ·スキャッフォルド, Kurosu obu Sukyafforudo): Using Fullbring, Terry is able to transform the Celtic Cross pendant on his necklace into a large Claymore. The blade is a long, very wide, double-edged form of a longsword. The crossguard consists of a small emerald gem at the center and two straight ornate arms ending in simplistic version of a fleur-de-lis. The sword's handle runs through its guard, continuing on through a gold hollow space at the base of its blade. The handle is almost the same length of the blade itself. This part of the handle allows Terry to attack opponents at closer ranges. By gripping the handle near the base of his broadsword's blade and swinging the Cross of Scaffold around, Though he has trouble doing so Terry can generate certain amounts of light green Reiryoku which sheathes itself over the blade. When he swings the sword at his desired target it unleashes a small wave of energy in the shape of a blade that can cut through enemies. This requires effort on his own behalf to do so since he only had basic training since he left Tokyo. Fullbringer Item Appearance/Description: [Based/Unawakened](http://themescompany.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/celtic-cross-big.jpg) [Fighting Form](http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111228012736/bleach/en/images/5/5f/Ep347SwordOfScaffold.png) Spiritual/Reiryoku Level: Average Spiritual Awareness Other Weapons/Instruments/Armor: None Personality: Terry is a man raised on catholic beliefs and doesn't normally partake in alcohol or over consumption of foods. He is a tolerant person and is very calm normally but when angered becomes a very serious person. He is not fond of large groups as he prefers being able to talk to people individually without being interrupted and groups in general make him uncomfortable. As a person he is not one to proscribe to romance of any sort but he finds the idea interesting in itself. That being said he is not one to completely obstinate from liking another person romantically. He is not a very funny individual and any jokes he makes tend to be pretty lame or lack clever thought behind them. As a combatant he is serious and directly to the point not afraid of using dirty tricks to win the day but doesn't enjoy doing so. He has a distaste for the Soul Society and says that people should be free to make their own choices in life. Terry's Fullbringer powers leave him with a sense of magnitude and a sense of dread. He dislikes being one targeted because of them but he still, despite all the trouble that it has caused him, loves having a unique ability no matter how much he may deny it outright. He enjoys the flow of combat and views it as a form of self expression and that a way a person fights says many things about the person. He is also a person whom doesn't mind being shouted at or demeaned. Terry, due to his time as a priest in training, also is a person who is neutral towards people in general and doesn't judge them based on their past but what they are doing right now. History: Born in southern Ireland to a woman named Michelle Leon and a father named Brandon Adair he (Terry) is the oldest son of the two children they had. Terry's mother was attacked by a crazed individual (whom was not seen again after the attack presumably he was caught or he died somewhere) and was hurt during her pregnancy but recovered due in no small part to the help of the town's doctor. Terry's parents where unimportant in the overall scheme of things with his mother being a nurse and his father being a construction worker and had only met when their friend introduced them to each other. Terry himself was often left with his rough and unready father whom showed he had little patience for little Terry but did his best to take care of him none the less being that Terry was his son and he wasn't about to become an abusive alcoholic father. His mother also took time to be with him when she could but was often to tired to do much and often got into fights with Brandon on who would raise Terry. Eventually Terry was handed over to his uncle who lived nearby and worked at home as a farmer and was a devout catholic. Terry was raised there the majority of the time by his aunt Rose whom loved him like the son she couldn't have. Terry was often read parts of the bible and about the history of Ireland itself by Rose who was patient and understand of people who where not catholic unlike the more stubborn uncle. When he was old enough he split his time between reading and working with his dad on small projects that he was old enough for,which were few and far between and often it was unpleasant but respectable work none the less, and working on the farm that his uncle As he grew older he noticed that he himself was a more physically tougher boy than his friends and classmates due to in no small part to the hard farming life he lived and the work with his father. When he got into a childish fist fight he often ended up giving people bloody noses and or outright overpowering kids who were from backgrounds that weren't like his. School itself was an strange ordeal and one that he didn't specifically excel at for the most part but did well enough. He wasn't a book smart child but liked the stories and challenges that came with reading and things like science and math. While his father helped him with math his mother and aunt helped him with his other projects and studies. He grew especially close to his aunt and started to go to church with her after school and learned to be tolerant of others but also to enjoy and praise the holy bible. However the arrival of his younger brother changed his life. Terry was often annoyed by his little brother's crying and the attention given towards him by his mother Michelle caused him to spend more and more time with his extended family. However he often was in charge of his younger brother and was there for him when his parents where not and even his first word was Terry. Terry was there for his first steps and when he hurt himself with scraped knees. It was more out of a respect for family than love for his imminent sibling that he did those things though. When Terry became a teenager he started to consider a teaching career despite pushes to become an athlete by his dad and uncle. When things got to stressful in Terry's life he was often found going to churches to talk out his problems. His local priest, Father Mance, was often kind and considerate towards the boy despite not being from around here, coming from Russia, and became a mentor figure for young Terry. His little brother tried to keep up with him but failed miserably in his attempts to do so. And gradually Terry began to slip away from his family and more towards those around him. He had few and far between girlfriends and eventually he started to burrow himself into studying languages hoping to become a language teacher with the help of his mentor Father Mance. His most treasured item during this time was a Celtic cross worn by Mance until Terry's sixteenth birthday. Towards the end of his school years Terry and his younger brother were out for a stroll when Terry and his brother were both attacked by a strange being whom was protecting a nearby playground they were walking past where a boy had died two weeks prior. Terry and his brother were afraid of the being though Terry's own inner strength made him brave enough to take most of the bad shots for his younger brother who insisted that he save himself. Terry was only aware of this being due to the fact that he had a strange sixth sense of sorts that allowed him to interact and see beings that passed on and his younger brother only had a basic awareness of it seeing the horrifying creature that was attacking them as a blurred vision compared to Terry whom saw the being in it's whole. Their father saw them being attacked and rushed to their aid despite not knowing what as happening and not being spiritually aware and only hurt himself in the process. Terry and his brother were almost certainly going to die until Father Mance steeped into the fight with a big brown war hammer. Father Mance displayed abilities that no one could have predicted and quickly dispatched the monster with ruthless ease which frightened young Terry. Much to Father Mance's annoyance before he could finish the monster off he was interrupted by a man in a black and white robes and was the lieutenant of a squad of some sort. The man made the monster vanish and then turned on Mance saying that he should have not gotten involved in which Mance retorted he didn't intend to let shinigami come late and cost boys their lives. The man ignored that statement and went to erase the memory of Terry and the others despite his brother's arguments. Mance intervened on behalf of his student Terry saying the boy involuntarily used something called Fullbringer powers during the fight which Terry was confused about and told him that he didn't want his memories removed and that was a statement his younger brother agreed with. The Lieutenant gave Mance a deal after a firm argument from both parties and wiped out his brother's memories of this while keeping Terry. While his brother and father were sent to the hospital Mance and Terry both went back to the local chapel and Mance personally took care of Terry saying from this point forth that Terry's life would never be the same. Terry said he knew it wouldn't be but that's what he asked for. Terry and Mance became in tangled in training in the outbacks of southern Ireland and occasionally France where they trained in the mountains. Mance told him about the basics of what was happening such as Hollows and Soul Reapers and told Terry he was like himself, a being known as a Fullbringer and that his mother had been attacked by a Hollow before his birth and some of that being's energy resided in him. Terry was a slow learner but he improved and eventually grew to have a certain strength in his Fullbringer power being able to conjure up a Claymore from his Celtic Cross. After this Terry and Mance left Ireland and France behind and left for Japan. Terry at this point had learned some Russian and Japanese due to Mance's recommendation due to Japan being where things normally hit the fan. Terry spent time as a priest in training there but gave that up once he had trouble coping with the trouble that came with knowing of the existence of the Soul Society. However he still followed the beliefs installed in him by his aunt and uncle. His brother often tried to contact Terry to little success normally. Terry would eventually gain a firm understanding of Japan after some year or so being there. Mance let Terry live his own life and was sent to a school where Mance's friend was a principal and gave him a spot for tutoring English for students. Terry grew comfortable with his life up until his twenty first birthday where he came home from a party with his newer friend and companions only to find the church that Father Mance lived in was under attack. Terry was unable to find Mance until it was to late. Mance had been left lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood and his last words to Terry were that he was proud of the man the boy had become and that this wasn't his fault. Making his own path was far more important than the life of an aging priest. Mance pasted from this world as the same Shinigami came and brought him to the new world Terry took his money and quit his tutoring job after a week later and left for his home in Ireland. In his time in Tokyo he had only encountered a dozen hollows and only three of which he defeated himself. Terry's life would live the rest of his days there he decided before one day a strange ornate letter was given to him and a man requested his appearance and it was signed anonymously but the details inside of it proclaimed frightening knowledge of Terry's Fullbringer status. He was determined to find out who it was who sent this letter to him.
Ignore this post it was meant for the character section.
Well to those interested here is the OOC: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/75717/posts/ooc#post-2345471
well to anyone interested here's the OOC. http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/75717/posts/ooc#post-2345471
This roleplay is still accepting The year is 2012 and humanity is secretly guarded by the organization known as The Soul Society whom fight against groups of monsters known as Hollows, and many people in the world go their whole lives without even knowing about it. The Soul Society itself is dedicated to returning the souls of the damned to their place in the Soul Society HQ. The souls who refuse to go to the afterlife, hollows, are proving to be a real nuisance to the Soul Society as of recent and activity has been increasing. There are those who are aware of this organization, for various reasons, and it's Soul Reapers whom protect it as well some even serve as Substitute Soul Reapers in times of crisis or when the need arises. As of recently however hollow activity has been on the rise and the society is having more and more trouble handling them all. With the rise in Hollow activity the Soul Reapers are having more trouble keeping up with them. This rise in activity has also come with a surprising arise of new fighters....Fullbringers. Fullbringers are individuals whom have parents who have survived being attacked by hollows before they were born. In doing so their children gain unique powers and spiritual awareness from their parents near death experience. They are human however and are still confined to their normal bodies. With the rise of the hollows in activity more of those unaware or faintly aware of their powers are having themselves put in danger and forced to learn their abilities or suffer. Also with rise of the hollows Quincies are appearing once more but are still few and far between and mostly under the notice of the soul society as a threat. Few normal humans are able to combat these monsters and survive without the assistance of these three parties. And this is where our roleplay starts out with the call of a strange individual calling out to 'fellow fullbringers to end the threats of the hollow'. === Basic rules: 1. All basic roleplay rules apply including meta gaming, power playing, and 'god modding' 2. All characters are restricted to basic to above average spiritual levels. If you want a high spiritual level please ask me first. 3. Substitute soul reapers and soul reapers are not allowed in this roleplay unless you can make a good argument for a former substitute reaper. 4. Minimal requirement is a paragraph (preferably a half along with it) per post and the ability to post at least once every four or five days. If further time is needed please say so in the roleplay. 5. Most of us won't have that much training but I won't be against your character having training before hand just keep it so it limits it to average power level. 6. You can be from almost any nation or whatever be it but preferably to be at an age where you don't need to go to school anymore. 7. You accept the fact that you must inform me or someone of your departure from this roleplay. Doing so without my knowing (leaving the roleplay) will result in a permanent ban from any and all of my roleplays. 8. You need to get accepted by my personally to join this roleplay. === Character Roster: Terry Adair - VanceXentan Alexis Falk - Lex === NPC Character Section: === Character Sheet: Name: Nicknames: (This is applicable and please include a reason for any nicknames in the other or bio section) Gender: Weight: Height: Age: Languages known: (English required) Appearance: Fullbringer Ability: (please go in depth here. This section of the CS is only required if you're a full bringer) Fullbringer Item Appearance/Description: Spiritual/Reiryoku Level: Other Weapons/Instruments/Armor: (If applicable those who do not carry weapons or armor don't need to apply to this) Personality: History: Other: (this is for anything missed here. If you are playing a quincy feel free to change out any fullbringer sections above to the applicable things for your character instead) === Wikipedia links: http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Spiritual_Energy http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Fullbringer http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Hollow http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Quincy
Start Date - July 10th, 2012 Time: 7:00 PM Prologue: "The Hand Fate has Dealt To You" === It had all started with a letter it seemed. A letter with ornate coverings and fancy hand written dialogue delivered by a person, a different person to each individual, and personalized in each letter. Then those whom had chosen to accept the letter were given a strange invitation to join a group. What the group wanted? The Destruction of Hollows and a possible 'arrangement' it seemed as that's what each letter had written in it. Besides that the signature bearer being anonymous merely referring to himself or herself as 'A Possible Friend/Companion'. It was most likely the only constant in each letter. Each letter had disturbing knowledge of the person in question's abilities and even some personal information that whoever sent out these were most likely not privy to. Along with these letters was a ticket to be given to at certain airports near the location of the person as if they already knew where they were. To those who knew about the Soul Society it was certainly not their style. Whoever wrote these letters had certain knowledge about the world that a normal person shouldn't have had. It is eerie to say the least. But one thing was certain...in the past years hollow activity had been rising due to various reasons some more obvious than others. And some humans had been affected by it in different ways bringing forth powers unknown and or combated by beings long thought dead. This story starts off in a plane. A private jet owned by or rented by the person whom had sent the letter. All the inhabitants whom had accepted the call were accepted on board the ship one by one as it flew across the world and picked up each individual passenger one at a time. Now the jet was on a take off for the ending destination...of which remained unknown to the inhabitants on board the jet and the waitress aboard it simply said they were going to America. Where? No one would say. But one thing was certain...someone or something was waiting at the end of this for the passengers on the plane... ==== How long had it been since he left Ireland? A couple days? Maybe a week tops? The jet was fast so he assumed it was only a couple days. It really didn't matter in the end. Regardless he was here and he wasn't going anywhere. He was the first one this jet picked up...it was strange as he watched new people come onto this fancy plane one at a time. But he knew one thing that was a constant....they all held some sort of spiritual connection that was for sure because he could feel it in his veins. His training may have been dulled out by the arbitrary life of a poor man like himself but he was still able to see what was clearly in front of him. Terry Adair was sitting in his chair for the entire flight only getting up to use one of the bathrooms on the jet. His leather coat was unzipped, and his shirt was not tucked in his pants. Around Terry's neck hung his cross which jingled slightly every now and then when he moved his neck. After all it was made of silver and the emerald in it made it look pretty but for anyone privy to Terry's abilities... well that was another story. Terry had more stuff with him but it was all in the cargo hold area and all of it was unimportant. The Irishman had a glass of aged wine next to him which he sipped every once in awhile to put down his stress. What good was being treated like a guest by this plainly rich fellow if he didn't at least get a drink out of it anyhow? But one thing had haunted Terry's thoughts: How had this unknown party gathered this many people? And more importantly...why the hell did he know so much about him? Aye...that was one hell of a question he intended on getting answered. Terry had the letter neatly folded on his lap. He said nothing as he reached out and pulled out the letter with his rough hands. Opening the letter up once more he read it once more: "To Mr. Adair...In life there is only one constant. From nobles of the highest order whom serves only himself or herself and or their people, to low payed farmers who strive in the hardest of conditions there is only the one constant between everyone: Death. I'm sure that you, of all people, were aware of the existence of an afterlife...an existence beyond this life. Because of your training to use the abilities that come from beings like you known as Fullbringers. You are aware by now that I am certainly not a person you know. No one besides you has known about your abilities...or at least that's what I'm told. From that one day in your life that changed you so very much, you have strived to become a person separated from others. To prevent yourself from being too attached to others. A protector of the weak and the holy soldier of the Catholic God that is what you are. Or at the very least that's what the ruse was. You were trained to combat monsters that are spawned from death...but they were not monsters more like souls to attached to this world that refused to move on. Hollow shells of their living selves, they hang onto things they shouldn't and you have seen many of these beings haven't you? You've likely seen ghosts, and other beings as well whom are not the aptly named hollows. And I'm sure you know about the Soul Society as well. Maybe not as well as you may like to but you know them indeed. Perhaps you are interested in helping me fight these hollow former humans? Not for sport...not for gain....not for anything else other than necessity. You have every right to ignore this letter after all you do not know me and this letter is awfully suspicious in context. But I hope you understand one thing: Life is spiraling out of control and humanity needs a protector, or rather protectors, that do not tower above them like gods. Human beings have individuals like yourself that are capable of things not explainable by science. We need people like you if we are to take back our lives from the shadows of death and the pseudo guardians that hold them in place. If you want further answers....or you agree with me than please go to..." Terry closed the letter once more and put it back in it's case as he wondered what in the hell did this person find out he was a Fullbringer...was this person a member of the Soul Society? Was this some sort of elaborate trap? Or was it just a stupid joke to waste every ones' time? The questions he intended to find out when he met this mysterious person face to face. He was curious as what type of person would set all of this up for the sake of people whom he knew nothing about. Or was it one of those self righteous spiritualists? He knew nothing and that only served to make him more nervous. Terry reached down and sipped his wine once more and looked down the row of leather seats and wondered exactly... what was his life going to hold from now on? He knew after this night...he'd likely not be the same Terry Adair whom left Ireland long ago. And he was fine with that. "In the name of the Holy Father and Mother I pray that me and those whom are on this ship find what they are looking for in the place we are to go. Protect us oh lord of light and shield us from the devil's clutches amen." Terry mumbled to himself as he clutched his cross for a moment before sighing and letting it go. Old habits died hard....
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