*quick question, is there, like, a time period this takes place in? or any other restictions on character creation? haberdasheries*
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*quick question, is there, like, a time period this takes place in? or any other restictions on character creation? haberdasheries*
*Nope! We've got the rules, and those are the only restrictions. Other than basic RP etiquette such as "try to make sure the other player has fun" and "don't permanently alter the status quo to the point that we've have to change the OP."*
*quick question, is there, like, a time period this takes place in? or any other restictions on character creation? haberdasheries*
*Nope! We've got the rules, and those are the only restrictions. Other than basic RP etiquette such as "try to make sure the other player has fun" and "don't permanently alter the status quo to the point that we've have to change the OP."*
*so, like, if i wanted to have a robot, that would be allowed? (i have a lot of characters from diffrent time periods, so im trying to gague wich are allowed)*
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
*Alrighty, I'm back from the dead again. Does anyone wish to rp?*
(sure)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*quick question, is there, like, a time period this takes place in? or any other restictions on character creation? haberdasheries*
*Nope! We've got the rules, and those are the only restrictions. Other than basic RP etiquette such as "try to make sure the other player has fun" and "don't permanently alter the status quo to the point that we've have to change the OP."*
*so, like, if i wanted to have a robot, that would be allowed? (i have a lot of characters from diffrent time periods, so im trying to gague wich are allowed)*
*Feel free! You should probably have an explanation for why they are at a medieval tavern or where they came from, but other than that, go for it. I just brought in a robot cooking show host with a 70s late night TV theme.*
*Alrighty, I'm back from the dead again. Does anyone wish to rp?*
*I do! I just put up an intro starter, if you're interested. KK might feel a bit nostalgic after her encounters with TRAUMA-FM*
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
*Alrighty, I'm back from the dead again. Does anyone wish to rp?*
(sure)
*Any particular character you'd like?*
(how about omori)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Alrighty, I'm back from the dead again. Does anyone wish to rp?*
*I do! I just put up an intro starter, if you're interested. KK might feel a bit nostalgic after her encounters with TRAUMA-FM*
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
*Oh, this looks amazing- I'm sure KK would be perfect for this! Laws of time and space, prepare to be ignored!*
KK picks up the signal from her warehouse, her metallic antennae adjusting their positions to refine the signal as she sits upright. Curious and a little nostalgic, she leaves to go and find the source of the signal, hoping to find whoever or whatever is broadcasting.
He sighs shakily, taking a knee. he holds out the celestial bronze ring with small etchings of dragons on it. "Ana...will you marry me?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*quick question, is there, like, a time period this takes place in? or any other restictions on character creation? haberdasheries*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*Everything should be on the first page. Character wise, dont exceed level 20 with a mods permission*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Hi Theren)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Nope! We've got the rules, and those are the only restrictions. Other than basic RP etiquette such as "try to make sure the other player has fun" and "don't permanently alter the status quo to the point that we've have to change the OP."*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*so, like, if i wanted to have a robot, that would be allowed? (i have a lot of characters from diffrent time periods, so im trying to gague wich are allowed)*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*Alrighty, I'm back from the dead again. Does anyone wish to rp?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She puts her hands to her mouth, tears streaming down the side of her face. For a moment, she can barely speak, before simply saying "Y-...yes, Yes!"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(sure)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Feel free! You should probably have an explanation for why they are at a medieval tavern or where they came from, but other than that, go for it. I just brought in a robot cooking show host with a 70s late night TV theme.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I would love to, who would you want to rp with? I've got many.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo nearly passes out from relief as he puts the ring on her finger
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I do! I just put up an intro starter, if you're interested. KK might feel a bit nostalgic after her encounters with TRAUMA-FM*
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Any particular character you'd like?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She picks them up into a long kiss, closing her eyes to stifle the tears.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Hmm... let's go with the Grave Robber and another of your choice!*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
(how about omori)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Leo kisses her happily. After a while he pulls back a bit.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh, this looks amazing- I'm sure KK would be perfect for this! Laws of time and space, prepare to be ignored!*
KK picks up the signal from her warehouse, her metallic antennae adjusting their positions to refine the signal as she sits upright. Curious and a little nostalgic, she leaves to go and find the source of the signal, hoping to find whoever or whatever is broadcasting.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Sure, sounds great!*
Omori is at the Inn, reading through her star charts for any new spells that catch her eyes.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)