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Post by HHDeception on Mar 2, 2015 17:22:57 GMT -6
/Because Doug so isn't posting KH stuff in World Discussion and everywhere else on the darn site /Because I totally have no reason to post here. It's not like I used to have a character or anything. /Because this totally isn't my own site and it's not like I can post wherever I darn well please. The difference is that you're post and thinking about this RP after you said you quit, while EoF isn't despite having said the same thing. So I'm happy. About the Neo part. Not the EoF part. The EoF part makes me sad inside.
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Post by Neo on Mar 2, 2015 17:24:44 GMT -6
Even I can post wherever I please on the site, Neo. And I haven't been posting KH anywhere but the World Discussion. And on GameFAQs with Cheese. F***er still hasn't shown up. I know that, silly. I was trying to make a point.
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Post by AlmosDug on Mar 2, 2015 17:28:14 GMT -6
>mfw Neo calls me "silly"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2015 18:01:36 GMT -6
That's enough. Also, I have FFT, but it's been a long time, so I doubt everyone would remember. I've taken the time to know the characters well(Played it countless times before I got TO:LUCT.), and I have the sort freshly remembered.
Didn't post yesterday because studying and no access to a phone, so... Yeah. Don't think I'll get a post off tonight either, because more studying. Almost the end of the ear, and certain tests are popping up. Important ones that decide my future in serious ways. I'm sure you can at least somewhat know what I'm talking about.
Time to get more serious(and I already was before). So, is there anything someone wants me to do? Mark is on his own, and I'm starting off with him this time around. Be warned, he's incredibly 'emotional' and violent due to a lack of self-identity. He's pretty hotheaded right now and 'bitter'
Boy, I sure do love using all these emotions!
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Post by Neo on Mar 2, 2015 18:04:06 GMT -6
Hmm? What do you mean, "that's enough"? Are you misinterpreting something again, Fen-Fen?
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Post by AlmosDug on Mar 2, 2015 18:14:10 GMT -6
Poor Spitz will be devastated.
I recall thinking Geraldo would be able to work well with Mark, Fen-Fen, but am reluctant to commit any of my characters to doing anything ATM until I know who would benefit most from one of my characters and/or who couldn't work especially well with anyone else's character.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2015 18:14:59 GMT -6
Replying to the funny gif.That's enough smiling from her. She was killing me with such a smile.
*Swoons*
I'll wait for her eternally.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2015 18:16:44 GMT -6
Poor Spitz will be devastated. I recall thinking Geraldo would be able to work well with Mark, Fen-Fen, but am reluctant to commit any of my characters to doing anything ATM until I know who would benefit most from one of my characters and/or who couldn't work especially well with anyone else's character. Totally alright with me, man. Not forcing anyone to pair up with my characters; just laying it out there anyone interested.
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Post by grayjack on Mar 2, 2015 18:17:36 GMT -6
I kinda forgot this existed. I probably really need to catch up.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Mar 2, 2015 18:19:53 GMT -6
The only thing to "catch up" on is an introductory fight scene.
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Post by AlmosDug on Mar 2, 2015 18:20:00 GMT -6
There's not really anything to catch up to, Jack. Just the Empty House has been doing some stuff. So, any plans for your character?
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Post by GX1997 on Mar 2, 2015 18:31:05 GMT -6
*HHD makes comment about how it would make no sense if he was in the Austur discussion* *Scolds Doug for making the same sort of comment about Oz, pointing out that he signed up for it, so even though he hasn't posted he's not out of place* *HHD is signed up for Austur and has posted twice* Word of the day: Hypocrisy
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Post by grayjack on Mar 2, 2015 18:48:07 GMT -6
There's not really anything to catch up to, Jack. Just the Empty House has been doing some stuff. So, any plans for your character? Honestly, I have no idea where to start. I've never actually tried an RP before, and I'm afraid I won't have time for it. There's a reason I haven't been very active lately.
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Post by AlmosDug on Mar 2, 2015 18:55:03 GMT -6
You make me sad. Well, throw s*** at the wall and see what sticks! Let your ideas run wild! Develop a neat personality/backstory for your character and let them loose! You could even try to coordinate with one of us so the characters can meet up and do stuff together, so you can get momentum going!
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Post by Neo on Mar 2, 2015 18:58:10 GMT -6
*HHD makes comment about how it would make no sense if he was in the Austur discussion* *Scolds Doug for making the same sort of comment about Oz, pointing out that he signed up for it, so even though he hasn't posted he's not out of place* *HHD is signed up for Austur and has posted twice* Word of the day: Hypocrisy Preach the truth, sister!
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Post by HHDeception on Mar 2, 2015 19:08:16 GMT -6
*HHD makes comment about how it would make no sense if he was in the Austur discussion* *Scolds Doug for making the same sort of comment about Oz, pointing out that he signed up for it, so even though he hasn't posted he's not out of place* *HHD is signed up for Austur and has posted twice* Word of the day: Hypocrisy ...I've done Austur stuff at some point ?
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Post by GX1997 on Mar 2, 2015 19:37:04 GMT -6
*HHD makes comment about how it would make no sense if he was in the Austur discussion* *Scolds Doug for making the same sort of comment about Oz, pointing out that he signed up for it, so even though he hasn't posted he's not out of place* *HHD is signed up for Austur and has posted twice* Word of the day: Hypocrisy ...I've done Austur stuff at some point ? Name: Riker McNite Gender: Male Age: 35, not that it matters anymore. Magick Type: Life Notable Details: Originally from an industrial town, he never took to magitech or science. He much preferred to spend his time with nature, being one of the few Life mages in his area. On the last of his many camping trips, he was bit by a werewolf. Desperate for a cure, he attempted a secret Life Magick ritual. It was well beyond his current power but he had no other options. He pumped every last drop of Life Mana in his blood into ridding the Lycanthropy from his body. When he woke up, he was in a ruined campsite. He was a wolf. And he was standing over the half eaten corpse of a young mage like him. Or like he used to be. The ritual he attempted backfired tremendously. Instead of healing him, it empowered the Lycanthropy disease. The wolf consumed him, and no trace of his original self was left. He lived as a dire wolf for a decade, until by chance, he had succeeded in attacking and killing a mage. When the wolf ate the heart of mage, that mage's mana came surging into Riker, allowing him to reassert his human consciousness, and with enough effort, the human form of that mage. But this control can only last as long as he still has mana. As his mana pool dwindles he loses control of his other side, and he returns to being a mindless dire wolf. And the only way for him to restore mana is to eat the heart of a mage. His Lycanthropy isnt limited to just transforming between wolf and human forms. His Life Magick was corrupted, but it now works in tandem with the disease. He can morph into any creature he has eaten the heart of, be it human or animal. But beyond a healing factor, this is the only way his magick manifests. Either the wolf, or his own life magic saves him whenever he tries to kill himself, so he is left with a choice. Become a true monster and live, or keep looking for ways to die. Appearance: A giant silver-black wolf. 10 feet long, and 5 feet at shoulder height when on all fours. Since he lost his original form, he usually takes the form of one of the mage he has killed for their mana. Hometown (Give description of home town): Newtonia - An industrial port town of business and magitech. It's a busy place, and Riker stays away since he doesn't trust himself around a lot of people. Weapon (if any): Riker's default form is that of a giant Dire Wolf. It is incredibly strong and passively resistant to most elemental magic, but he can't use any magic of his own besides healing. He can morph into any animal he has eaten the heart of, but the process is slow and not possible while in combat. Wounds that would otherwise be permanent are healed when morphing out of and back into that form. Does anyone remember Animorphs? Yeah, like that. In order to remain in control, he must consume the heart of a mage once every month before the full moon. This time limit is significantly decreased if he does a lot of morphing or healing. His possible morphs include the forest animals that he hunts as a wolf. On his suicide run, he has been attempting to hunt increasingly dangerous and powerful beasts in order to finally find one that can kill him. As a result, he can expend very large amounts of mana to morph into a few mythical creatures, but he almost certainly loses control of them due to the effort. With the moon comes desperation. Corpses can no longer satiate the wolf's hunger, not while the moon is full. A beating heart is required. Too many lives were lost making that mistake before. The death of many outweighs the death of one.
Night fell over some town, name unknown. A name gives attachment, something one could do without. A lone young woman in light low cut robes nervously walked down an alley. It was a shady location, one not too safe for a person of her stature. A couple of drunks were passed out on the side, while others whispered illicit activities in the shadows.
A passerby grabbed the girl from behind, causing her to jolt and turn around to see a rather imposing man. He sported grizzled facial hair, and a noticeable lack of shirt.
"Hey.. This place is dangerous you know. Come with me, I'll keep you safe all night long."
The girl looked flustered and stuttered out
"I-I-I have nowhere else to go. B-but s-sorry I think I'll stay right here!"
"Nonsense! You're coming with me!"
The girl pulled away, but the man's grip held firm. She let out an EEEEK! as he flipped her over his shoulder and carried her away to some barn. No one seemed to mind. Such scenes were completely normal here.
The man threw the girl into a pile of hay. He stretched his arms and cracked his neck as he locked the barn doors. The girl just watched him through terrified eyes.
"So how old are you? I want to know how much trouble I'm not getting into."
The girl checked the doors. Locked solid.
"I...I'm...my age..."
"Hm?"
"I don't have an age."
The man laughed.
"You're funny and you're irresistible. I might even keep you for longer than a night! You're no revenant, not with lips like that. Delicious."
The man leapt upon her, but was quickly throw off by the girl's sudden spurt of strength. She stood and shed her robes, leaving the man stunned and confused in several ways.
"I don't have an age because I died many years ago. I was eaten. It was a terrible mistake. I'm so...so sorry. And If you weren't a repugnant waste of human life, here is where I'd say I'm sorry to you too."
You might think one would be desensitized to violence. That's only when you let yourself stop making every time count. Making it count keeps you sane, but counting makes you go insane. So that's why you forget the number. Claws. Teeth. Screams. Blood. Restoration. Another month awake. Another man dead.
A few moments later, a dove flew out of the rafters of the Barn. This town was the unlucky one; there are many more on the way to the mountains. But Riker chose this one.
No Names. Don't get attached. That the only way to be fair. ...can I just make up monsters in this? With your permission to build on your world. That was what I was going to do with my Austur character anyways. Can't find the other Austur post, but I think this is all the reminder you need.
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Post by Spitzfamine on Mar 2, 2015 20:00:47 GMT -6
Well, that's okay. I'd admittidly still like to play Algus, but it's fine.
So if Cheese has 6, and Tactics is also taken...
Type-0 will work fine.Though... FFIv could be a good KH world...
Nah, I'll do type-0.
Also, mental note for a Keybow.
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Post by AlmosDug on Mar 2, 2015 20:10:34 GMT -6
Could do an OC too... Like everyone else pretty much is... Dunno how fond Fen-Fen would be of sharing ownership over FFT though (since he's already got two worlds anyway).
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Post by HHDeception on Mar 2, 2015 20:34:39 GMT -6
...I've done Austur stuff at some point ? Name: Riker McNite Gender: Male Age: 35, not that it matters anymore. Magick Type: Life Notable Details: Originally from an industrial town, he never took to magitech or science. He much preferred to spend his time with nature, being one of the few Life mages in his area. On the last of his many camping trips, he was bit by a werewolf. Desperate for a cure, he attempted a secret Life Magick ritual. It was well beyond his current power but he had no other options. He pumped every last drop of Life Mana in his blood into ridding the Lycanthropy from his body. When he woke up, he was in a ruined campsite. He was a wolf. And he was standing over the half eaten corpse of a young mage like him. Or like he used to be. The ritual he attempted backfired tremendously. Instead of healing him, it empowered the Lycanthropy disease. The wolf consumed him, and no trace of his original self was left. He lived as a dire wolf for a decade, until by chance, he had succeeded in attacking and killing a mage. When the wolf ate the heart of mage, that mage's mana came surging into Riker, allowing him to reassert his human consciousness, and with enough effort, the human form of that mage. But this control can only last as long as he still has mana. As his mana pool dwindles he loses control of his other side, and he returns to being a mindless dire wolf. And the only way for him to restore mana is to eat the heart of a mage. His Lycanthropy isnt limited to just transforming between wolf and human forms. His Life Magick was corrupted, but it now works in tandem with the disease. He can morph into any creature he has eaten the heart of, be it human or animal. But beyond a healing factor, this is the only way his magick manifests. Either the wolf, or his own life magic saves him whenever he tries to kill himself, so he is left with a choice. Become a true monster and live, or keep looking for ways to die. Appearance: A giant silver-black wolf. 10 feet long, and 5 feet at shoulder height when on all fours. Since he lost his original form, he usually takes the form of one of the mage he has killed for their mana. Hometown (Give description of home town): Newtonia - An industrial port town of business and magitech. It's a busy place, and Riker stays away since he doesn't trust himself around a lot of people. Weapon (if any): Riker's default form is that of a giant Dire Wolf. It is incredibly strong and passively resistant to most elemental magic, but he can't use any magic of his own besides healing. He can morph into any animal he has eaten the heart of, but the process is slow and not possible while in combat. Wounds that would otherwise be permanent are healed when morphing out of and back into that form. Does anyone remember Animorphs? Yeah, like that. In order to remain in control, he must consume the heart of a mage once every month before the full moon. This time limit is significantly decreased if he does a lot of morphing or healing. His possible morphs include the forest animals that he hunts as a wolf. On his suicide run, he has been attempting to hunt increasingly dangerous and powerful beasts in order to finally find one that can kill him. As a result, he can expend very large amounts of mana to morph into a few mythical creatures, but he almost certainly loses control of them due to the effort. With the moon comes desperation. Corpses can no longer satiate the wolf's hunger, not while the moon is full. A beating heart is required. Too many lives were lost making that mistake before. The death of many outweighs the death of one.
Night fell over some town, name unknown. A name gives attachment, something one could do without. A lone young woman in light low cut robes nervously walked down an alley. It was a shady location, one not too safe for a person of her stature. A couple of drunks were passed out on the side, while others whispered illicit activities in the shadows.
A passerby grabbed the girl from behind, causing her to jolt and turn around to see a rather imposing man. He sported grizzled facial hair, and a noticeable lack of shirt.
"Hey.. This place is dangerous you know. Come with me, I'll keep you safe all night long."
The girl looked flustered and stuttered out
"I-I-I have nowhere else to go. B-but s-sorry I think I'll stay right here!"
"Nonsense! You're coming with me!"
The girl pulled away, but the man's grip held firm. She let out an EEEEK! as he flipped her over his shoulder and carried her away to some barn. No one seemed to mind. Such scenes were completely normal here.
The man threw the girl into a pile of hay. He stretched his arms and cracked his neck as he locked the barn doors. The girl just watched him through terrified eyes.
"So how old are you? I want to know how much trouble I'm not getting into."
The girl checked the doors. Locked solid.
"I...I'm...my age..."
"Hm?"
"I don't have an age."
The man laughed.
"You're funny and you're irresistible. I might even keep you for longer than a night! You're no revenant, not with lips like that. Delicious."
The man leapt upon her, but was quickly throw off by the girl's sudden spurt of strength. She stood and shed her robes, leaving the man stunned and confused in several ways.
"I don't have an age because I died many years ago. I was eaten. It was a terrible mistake. I'm so...so sorry. And If you weren't a repugnant waste of human life, here is where I'd say I'm sorry to you too."
You might think one would be desensitized to violence. That's only when you let yourself stop making every time count. Making it count keeps you sane, but counting makes you go insane. So that's why you forget the number. Claws. Teeth. Screams. Blood. Restoration. Another month awake. Another man dead.
A few moments later, a dove flew out of the rafters of the Barn. This town was the unlucky one; there are many more on the way to the mountains. But Riker chose this one.
No Names. Don't get attached. That the only way to be fair. ...can I just make up monsters in this? With your permission to build on your world. That was what I was going to do with my Austur character anyways. Can't find the other Austur post, but I think this is all the reminder you need. *facepalm* Right, sorry. I got it mixed up with that final fantasy RP that got cancelled. My bad.
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