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5 yrs ago
Current It's definitely weird coming back here after realizing I've cut ties or lost touch with basically all the people I've known from here, which were all some of my closest friends on the internet.
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5 yrs ago
It's been a while, and It's good to be back. Let's see if I can get back into the swing of things.
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7 yrs ago
Join my new RP, Kodomo-O-Eru Acadamy For the Tsukamu Artes! roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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7 yrs ago
and can we please have an answer for Summer's important question: Can we ban me for being one of the straights?
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7 yrs ago
Summer clearly wasn't taking it personally. If anything, it seems more like you are, friend.
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It was around 3 AM, Ark had woken up about half an hour before, and was given a quick check up before being allowed to go to his room. Well, his new room, anyway. His stuff was already at the room. Ark walked through the cold walkways, dim lights making his path clear, though the weather didn't really help. It was still snowing, and it had gotten colder. This was terrible, since Ariadne had his coat.

Ark looked at the card in his hand, and then at the door. Yep, right room. He watched as the door slid open, and the dark room revealed itself. The room contained 3 beds. Two were occupied... by the worst people Ark could've roomed with, ever. Ark had officially entered a living hell. Dagny and Ariadne occupied the middle and leftmost beds in the room. It looked as if the remaining bed had been pushed farther from the other 2, given the scratch marks in the floor. As Ark settled into his near-permanent fate, also known as his bed, he began to notice a loud obnoxious sound from one bed over. Dagny seemed to be snoring rather loudly. "Dej' Deknan" Ark muttered under his breath. This phrase is easily translatable to "Fuck my life."
Ark got aproximately two and a half hours of sleep, thanks entirely to Dagny, and what happened after 6:00 AM.

At 6:15 AM, Dagny's alarm blared rap music from the '10s, effectively putting an end to her snoring. Her pale arm shot out, though she managed to catch herself before destroying the alarm clock, and she pressed down on the snooze button. "Fuuuuck," she groaned, forcing herself to sit up as she opened her eyes only to squint against the dark room. She shivered a bit and stood up to change.

As she gathered gym clothes from her bag, she noticed that the third bed was occupied. A scowl came to her face and she snorted in Ark's general direction before turning away to change into a sports bra, t-shirt, and shorts.

Ark's eyes were just about bleeding. He was abruptly woken up by some loud music, and before him was a terrible sight. He instantly closed his eyes and pretended to be sleeping still. 'fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck' is all that ran through his head. He prompty tried to erase the image from his mind, prevent him self from throwing up, and wait for Dagny to leave.

Forgetting to turn the alarm from snooze to off, Dagny headed out with her gym bag.

The dragon girl would spend an hour working out before returning to the room to take a shower and change into her school uniform.

Ark had spent about half an hour trying to return to sleep, but, the music started again. Damn dragon girl forgot to turn it off. For the sake of Ariadne, Ark unplugged the device with massive force, nearly breaking the plug, given that he had no idea how to turn those things off otherwise. Ark got ready before the dragon girl returned, taking his shower and changing before he would have to deal with her again. By the time she returned, Ark was sitting on his bed, reading a book.

(Collab post by Kidd[the kidd] and [Card Games on]VarionusNW)
Name:R. Edyn
Age: Appears 19, but in reality is an ageless manifestation of something something mutter mutter.
Appearance:

without the necklace or black nails. The wings appear on command, but don't actually allow him to float more than a few feet off the ground.
Personality: R is quite the airhead... or rather, he is pretty oblivious to normal customs, with your typical emotionless doll style emotions (aka- not so visible/audible). R has the curiosity of a child, and in this sense can be reckless, though, he doesn't react to pain, since he doesn't have pain receptors, and isn't technically even alive.
Magic: Summoning magic- R is able to summon small guard-like entities to protect himself and his allies, as well as boosting them. These entities are based on the Vylon archetype from the Yu-Gi-Oh! card game, and are called the Veld. These are the important summons so far (I will add more as we continue)



Weapons: The Veld (his summons), as well as the Material, which is a sword like weapon made out of Veld energy.
Other: I have mentioned that R is a non-human manifestation of [stuff], though he can still technically die. R, if enough damage is sustained, will disappear. R is actually quite squishy, and therefore must use the [entities] to protect himself.

almost done.
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Modern would probably be easier to do, considering that the world will be semi-based on the real world, just mixed with a fantasy world.
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I know the idea of a fantasy/modern(or Sci-Fi)/apocalypse RP is a bit weird, but just go with it.

Thousands of years ago, magic existed in our world, along with the creatures who could harness it. Over time, we lost touch with this magic, as our world seemingly split into 2 different dimensions. Both worlds looked identical, but one contained magic, the other contained us. Fast forward to [insert year here] Humanity has thrived with its technological achievements, never being able to return to those days of magic that they had forgotten. The only magic they knew were in stories and myths. The other great races, separated from humans by a dimensional boundary, though they also don't know. These other races told stories to each other about the olden days, where great human blacksmiths crafted great weapons, with more technological prowess than any other race. At some point, each of the worlds became nothing more than a story to the other, leaving them completely isolated.

Now, a catastrophic event has occurred. These two worlds collided, becoming 1 world. The Geography of the worlds completely lined up, though, the man-made structures did not. Great Elven cities emerged from human landfills. Great works of human ingenuity filled with the remnants of chicken farms. The world was thrown into chaos. Now, the people of these worlds have to combat disease, hunger, creatures, and most importantly, each other.

Things I don't have finalized:
1. Human time period, I can't decide on Modern or futuristic
2. Array of races/creatures for the magic world, so I will leave this up to your suggestions
3. If Disease will have a major effect.
4. Setting (in relation to a place in our world)
4. Other things I can't decide on.
If you have an opinion about one of these, feel free to state your opinion as to help with the decision. Or.. I could just let you guys decide 1, 3, and 4.

The RP will most likely take place right after the collision.
Feel free to post your opinions/Ideas.
Thank you for taking the time to read this!
I'm not sure if this was answered yet, but what is the state of the supernatural/human relationship? do the humans know, or is it a secret hidden within the town?
Ark was surprised when Dagny's fist suddenly connected with his snout. A flash of pain shot through his face. Ark, after about half a second, jumped back, clearing the full length of the bench, and pulled a dagger out of his bag. He had just barely dodged Dagny's second punch. His speech was temporarily altered, given his jaw had just encountered the force of 370 hammers simultaneously smashing into it. Ark muttered something under his breath, with a bit of difficulty. Ark's dagger began to glow a faint white. "WHA ES WONG WETH YA!!!" He was in a seething rage. Why the hell did she just punch him? She must have misinterpreted him. Ark didn't have his bow on him, and wasn't up to fighting, so he decided to take a defensive approach. He pulled another dagger out of his bag, holding them in a fashion as to block incoming attacks to the best of his ability. Both daggers had a faint white glow to them.
Ark's glare didn't let up. He looked at Dagny in a way that made him seem as if he didn't care, because he didn't. This dragon girl was overreacting to a situation that had nothing to do with her. "Hmm? I guess you two know each other?" Ark lessened his grip on the dagger in his bag. "Look, Dagny. Whatever your mad over, be it what just happened, or yesterday's... incident, it has little to nothing to do with you, so if you could please get out of my way. Otherwise.. well. I think we all know what will happen." Ark looked and sounded like a total dick. He was trying to seem sincere and serious, but, well, that didn't really work out. By "Otherwise.. well. I think we all know what will happen." Ark meant he would have to move Dagny out of the way, though, this could easily be misinterpreted. What a terrible situation.

(#Scaleswag. #Sinkdahship. #Biasboat. #Scalesquad.)
(sorry that this took so long)

Ark looked at the terrible situation that had unfolded before him. Dagny, the same dragon girl from 4-Q who had entered late, like he did, though, she didn't get annoyed by the teacher. She looked like she was about to kill him. Why would someone overreact to a situation as simple as this? Did Dagny and Ariadne have something going on between them?

Ark moved Ariadne off him, by her shoulders, of course, and sat her upright. He pulled his thick hide coat out of his bag, and placed it over her shoulders. "That should help with the cold." Ark stood up and looked the dragon girl in the eye with a menacing glare. The sign of a true asshole. "What do you want, Diagonal..was it?" Ark's hand was in his bag, gripped around the handle of a dagger, though it looked like he was just resting it in his bag.
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