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Anyone wanna RP on UC?

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Whilst I'm reading it though, I have a question for you Baalz. You know Samson, on The GreyLock? When it comes to character development, do you want us to work towards him becoming less of a bully? Or do you have another goal (even a less noble one) for him?

 I'm actually good either way. I was aiming for the first one, but he could easily wind up being anything.

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Anyone wanna RP on UC

 I would, but I'm not on UC, and I have to go

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Anyone wanna RP on UC

 I would, but I'm not on UC, and I have to go

 Bye!

Anyone on?

All is tally, All is hall, the day we forget is the day we fall, time will never dull are call, WELCOME TO TALLY HALL!

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Here's my setting so far (I made it in like half an hour so it clearly needs some refinement):

There is a species that lives between the stars in the black void of space. Because of their empty lives and homes, they had a strange cultural phenomenon: they desperately sought out other cultures and experiences. They can share their experiences through telepathy, so they chose to specialize in their forms to increase the power of the senses they enjoy the most.

At the same time, the humans were cursed and abandoned by their gods. The earth was salted as a punishment for their rampant pollution, and the air was thick with smoke. Global famine reigned.

One day, one of the beings mentioned before, called Judges by humans, came to the earth to experience their culture and cooking. When it found out about the famine, it was horrified and wanted to do everything in its power to help them. It began to study Earth and humans, and eventually, it discovered two things: salt, and a collective mindscape for humans called the Nightmare. While one would think one of these things would be more important than the others, the Judge found them equally important.

Salt was something entirely new to the Judge culinary scene. It empowered flavors as if by magic, and had a flavor of its own that was delicious in moderation. Plus, it removed the need for specific supplements that Judges used to be forced to take.

It made a trade with the humans: It would open up the Nightmare for humans to gather ingredients from, and grant the humans supernatural power to survive and thrive in both the material world and the Nightmare... if they would give the Judge tribute in the form of salt every year. Humans readily accepted, and the Judge became fat and rich.

However, all was not peaceful. A large group of Judges wanted the salt all to themselves, and are in a constant legal battle to destroy the earth to harvest it. The first Judge was horrified yet again and tried to set up Earth as a sort of nature preserve, using the fact that humans uniquely had access to the Nightmare and its ingredients as leverage. The high court of Judges chose to accept the first Judge's plea, but he must allow other Judges to come to earth to experience salt and earthly cuisine. The first Judge accepted.

Sytosc, master of the Nightmare Chefs, the First Judge of Earth, was able to keep the Earth alive for one more day. But it began to build a resistance of empowered humans and dedicated Judges. "Save the Humans" became a catchphrase for many Judges. "The Salt Belongs to Us" became a more sinister one from the opposing side.

Now Judges live among the humans, and humans have all the food, however strange it is, that they need.

Nightmare Chefs became celebrities due to their power to collect new crops and ingredients from the Nightmare, and of course, they wanted to televise their exploits, so Battle Bowls were invented, where Nightmare Chefs would mix supernatural power, gladiatorial prowess, and culinary skill to make a display for the eyes and taste buds alike.

Society has become saturated in food culture. Towns gather in parks for feasts and potlucks, while Judges work to teach humanity culinary and supernatural skills.

It is a strange new world, but not an entirely bad one. Certainly, there is hope for humanity.

 Hey, remember this? Well, now I have a creation myth as well as lore for dragons.

The world was born from the Great Meal, made in the Cauldron of Creation. That is all anyone knows. Who made the meal and who failed to eat the meal is disagreed upon to this day. The humans believe the gods made the meal, while the Judges believe that it was a horrible being who hasn't forgotten the meal, and is just waiting for it to cool off (implying that the being is waiting for something near the heat death of the universe before eating the world). Either way, all the bits and pieces of food on the table became different planets, creatures, ecosystems, and even stars.

1,000 years ago, not a huge amount of time in the long run, humans actually found the Cauldron of Creation. It reaffirmed humanity's belief that they are unique and special in this world, and allowed them to create life itself. However, the results were... horrifying.

One of the first things created were dragons. There are four types of dragon, inspired by four of the main methods of preparing food: fire (heat), ice (cold), rot (fermentation), and metal (cutting). The idea was to create creatures that would help around the kitchen. Unfortunately, they got titanic, flying beasts with massive stomachs, which were more interested in taking the food than preparing it.

However, that was when kobolds stepped in. Small creatures with claws for digging and an excellent sense of smell, kobolds are natural truffle hunters. They love truffles and share them with anyone who will accept them. Strangely enough, it seems that all dragons are born with an insatiable desire for truffles, and a genetic addiction that sparks up the first time they encounter the fragrant fungus.

The kobolds happily served the dragons as citizens, as it turns out that while kobolds were clever, dragons were often book smart and had a head for numbers. The result is a strange symbiotic relationship where the dragons help the kobolds with hard labor (not so hard for a dragon), physical protection, and taxes, and kobolds provide them with food and loot. What makes this such a strange relationship is that kobolds don't get very much out of the deal, as they work together extremely well and can do their own mathematics. When questioned by the Judges, several kobold mayors responded as following (paraphrased):

"We feel bad for the dragons. It's not their fault that they're big and dangerous. They didn't have a choice to be hungry all the time or to be infatuated with truffles. So we chose to take care of them, even though they are really only built for destruction. They want to be helpful and live a fulfiling life just like a regular person, but they have special needs that need to be fulfilled, and they can't do that on their own. It's the right thing to do, and we're the perfect ones to do it."

 Little bit o' lore. Just a light tidbit.

Underground and to the south lies the Necromancer nation of Gnosas, the producers of aged meats, cheese, alcohol, and other fermented foods.

Necromancers are strongly disliked for a couple of reasons:
First, the stereotype is the alcoholic necromancer, which used to be a serious issue long ago but was resolved by the second issue.
Second, they no longer produce high-proof alcohol, meaning that, since they are the number one producers of booze in the entire world, it takes a whole lot for people to get drunk, and you are more likely to rupture your stomach than kill the bad thoughts.
Third, back when most of them were drunk most of the time, they tried to take over the world quite often. Plagues and undead were common back in those days, remnants of many failed attempts at world domination.
Fourth, they could theoretically live forever, even though doing so carries major consequences. All necromancers have a semi-intelligent fungal symbiote in their bodies, which allows them to cast necromancies and remain alive even through terrible illness and injuries. However, this fungus is immortal and can keep the body running for hundreds if not thousands of years. The problem with that is threefold, however: first you need the consent of the fungus, which would much rather find a new host. Then you will suffer a loss of mental faculties and physical capabilities until you are in a vegetative state controlled by the symbiote. And even before that, you will be shunned by necromancer society for denying the cycle of life and death for your own selfish reasons.

As a result, even though the necromancers are quite tame these days, they are still despised by many.

 Details on a minor faction that I might write a story about.

There is a small group of self-proclaimed "villains" that call themselves the "Misfit Toys." They are known for pulling off heists against large-scale targets and stealing (at least comparatively) very little. They cover their tracks so well that it's become customary to jokingly blame them if you lose anything, such as your keys or a lucky penny.

The Misfit Toys have very few members, but they keep a large number of refugees (mostly sapient animatronics) in their base underneath the Snuggly Stranger tavern.

There are a few notable members of the team:

Cecilia Muggery - female kitsune bartender and baker

Cecilia has a strange, mysterious, and hellish past, but is the founder of this ragtag team of misfits. She is large in every dimension due to her eating habits, and is known for her loving and accepting nature, which shines even toward total strangers. She owns the Snuggly Stranger and claims that she was raised by an animatronic chef that was killed by the vampire courts for running away.
She is the first Misfit Toy most people will meet, and if you know the password hidden in the menu, she'll even give you a tour of the underground base (and probably some cookies, and then a cake if you choose to join).
She has a love for products produced by necromancers and claims they remind her of home, despite the fact that kitsune have never been recorded in any necromantic provinces.

Carl Cornishon - male kobold necromancer and sommelier

Carl isn't as sweet as Cecilia, but he makes up for it with his skills. When he was little, he stole a symbiotic fungus from the noble house and bonded with it, leading to him being one of the strongest necromancers you are likely to encounter. He was picked out specifically by Cecillia because while he has a bad attitude and is running from the law, he just wants to help people and sell booze. Carl lives with his husband in the Misfit Toys HQ, and was actually in charge of the digging operation to build the HQ in the first place.

Richard Cornishon - male animatronic battle chef

Originally a mechanical soldier, after the war Richard converted himself into an entertainer. He seems completely dead and emotionless at first glance, but that is because he is not good at self-expression. When he mans the hibachi or gets into a fight, his knifework shows off all the expression he needs. He is considered Cecilia's uncle for unknown reasons, and his anniversary with Carl Cornishon is coming up soon.

Malvin Ates - female human pyromancer and pastry chef

Despite her unassuming job title, Mal is a master thief and mediocre pyromancer. She originally stole recipes from rival bake shops, but after getting arrested for the first time and getting bailed out by Richard and Cecilia, Mal learned exactly why plagiarism was wrong. Previously she thought it was just the man trying to bring her down, but now she understands that she should be fighting the man in other, more interesting and impactful ways. Now with her new family and a restraining order against her entire hometown, she is ready for action... (she usually doesn't get involved in fights, but is a good cheerleader and loves to stir up trouble)

 It's really cool, I especially love Mal's dynamic

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Whilst I'm reading it though, I have a question for you Baalz. You know Samson, on The GreyLock? When it comes to character development, do you want us to work towards him becoming less of a bully? Or do you have another goal (even a less noble one) for him?

 I'm actually good either way. I was aiming for the first one, but he could easily wind up being anything.

 Alright, awesome

How's it going?

Pretty good, I'm kinda missing an old thread though. How about yourself?

Good thanks, glad I did the poll! Gives me a reason not to play the 'Flint suddenly died in his sleep card' without any reason

Ha, yeah

I was pretty tempted to, then I thought 'how about I actually get some opinions before I do something I'll regret'!

Do you... want to get rid of Flint then? I mean, everything anyone ever says about him is positive, no one's ever complained that he's annoying, they've just said he's great. Might be completely off here, but just checking you don't want to let Flint rest for a little while? You seem to think people dislike him, which isn't true as far as I know

I love rping Flint! Part of me thinks tbh now that that's the underlying problem. I have a bit of a self-destructive streak and although some of my criticisms of Flint might actually be legit, there's probably an element of 'oh look, Flint's fun, why don't I find a reason to destroy him?'. If it is decided that he is a problematic character, then I'll have to deal with that, but I'm not entirely sure whether my problem with Flint is more a self-destruction problem being taken out on Flint

Sorry, this is a lot!

Though I do think a poll was necessary- if everyone put polls about their characters, there would probably be a lot less problematic or stereotypical characters going around!

Don't worry about it being a lot, I want to hear these things :). And I understand how you feel, but like you say, if you love playing him then there's no reason not to.

And I like your poll idea. Although, I don't think there are any problematic or stereotypical characters around, I've never met a character that I've disliked, I think they're all great.

Hoi!