Voltus_Ventus

Stellvia Reboot - a freeform Sci-Fi/Near-future NRP

Would it be too late to join this? Thinking about making a feudal state of highly fashionable aliens. Not sure if I wanna go with Elf, Fly or Cat. Because if I go with cat I can use the charger models from Master of Orion.

In Flanders Fields - A Fantasy Pre-WW1 RP

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Fallout D20: a post apocalyptic roleplaying adventure

Agatha stepped out into the daylight. 'Daylight.' What was hitting her was not simulated light coming from buzzing, fluorescent tube lights in the ceilings. Taking a deep breath she quickly caught up with the Katy and Will. Bringing the PIPboy up, she checked the map with a frown. The only marker on the large map was the vault.

"That's not very specific." She said with a worried tone, lilting in a thick Irish accent. "I think once we get out of the Vault area I'll hook the PIPboy up to Katy's sensors."

Diplomacy-focused NRP

I already have Ideas flowing around in my head of what I want to play... Maybe I want to play as a colonial government, or a small seaside principality, or a Kingdom fighting a communist insurgency. So many options.

Diplomacy-focused NRP

Sure, I'll do this as long as no one laughs at my shorter posts.

Fallout D20: a post apocalyptic roleplaying adventure

She took the bag without a word and just looked at the overseer, a wounded look, almost disgusted. Here she was, being removed from her home on the whim of a computer algorithm. "I hope you never get selected to die by a computer." Agatha grumbled as she walked through the short Overseer's tunnel towards the large, gear shaped door. Standing beside the hovering robot, who Agatha gave a brief once over, and her cowboy companion. She stood wordlessly as the door opened, only reacting when the light hit her eyes and forced her to shield them with her hands.

A 1x1 thread of 1x1 stuff! {2021 Revamp!}

Would you be interested in a SciFi pairing set on a lawless, hostile planet in the distant systems of a fictional alien packed Galaxy? The pairing would be something along the lines of "Crash Landed [placeholder] x Native [Person who lives on the planet]." I mean we could flesh it out a little in PM, but would that be something you're interested in?

Fallout D20: a post apocalyptic roleplaying adventure

Agatha looked the overseer straight in the eyes as she reached into the box and pulled out the best condition PIPboy she could find. Which still was worse for ware. "And what about equipment? I think we could do with more than just some clunky computers on our wrists." She growled slightly, glaring at the man from the other side of the table. "We don't know what's out there, we could do with extra things."

Her tone had suddenly shifted to one of vulnerability, she had been selected for a task she didn't want to do. And if she denied an order from the overseer she would probably be trailed and thrown out anyway. If she was to leave she wanted the best chance to survive.

Fallout D20: a post apocalyptic roleplaying adventure

Sorry! I'm having some scheduling problems on my end. With exams speeding up towards me I find I'm spending more and more time with my nose in my books.

Fallout D20: a post apocalyptic roleplaying adventure

Agatha looked at the box and crossed her arms around her waist, her lips pursing and her forehead wrinkling as she screwed up her face in thought. The areas around her scar discolored, going Crimson as the facial expression pushed blood around under her pale skin. Her mind cast back to memories of her youth, sitting at the feet of her neighbor while she breast fed her baby, she had always told Agatha that 'Life was like a box of chocolates, it's short if you think people just hand out chocolate.'

As she thought, she tapped her foot rapidly against the concrete floor, her fingers tapping against the wrench that hung on her belt by her side. "Aye," Agatha began, moving a stray lock of hair from her face before placing her hands on the table, bolstering her weight as she leaned in, "I can understand why you picked this pikey," she said, gesturing to Will, "But why the fuck did you pick me?"