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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Game thread] [Sign-ups closed]

Jaq
Aaaaand the goblin from before decides to leap right for the guy in armour with his stupid knife (yep, that looks expensive, note to self: steal the dagger). Goooooooood joooooob. So, considering that this is a guy in a giant suit of armour, or possibly just a golem that looks like a giant suit of armour, that’s totally possible… I think I’m going to hold back on shooting him just for the moment. Yes, I know I have a super armour-piercing gun and what-not, but maybe he’s actually got some answers to something we would otherwise have missed? For instance…
‘How strong are you, then?’ I ask Jericho curiously. ‘Compared to, say, the ranks used for demons or whatever.’

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by ConstantProgress:
Originally posted by ConstantProgress:

Seems good. Sign.
Name: Mr. A. Only goes by this.
Gender: Male.
Age: 14.
Appearance: He is very sexually attractive, with his slim, tall body, and his white clothing, and his white skin, and finally, his blond hair and green eyes.
Personality: He is fairly nice, very smart, and quiet.
Skills: He is very agile and stealthy at the same time.
Biography: Mr. A was born on an unknown date, but for sure sometime in 2001. He was a large supporter of magic, which was against his siblings wishes, so they beat him, being the cruel people they are. Mr. A changed his name so he wouldn’t be the laughingstock of Steinbach anymore. He started planning a rebel against his family.
At the age of 14, Mr. A woke up in his room. (This is where I’ll start, please!)
Eye Powers: None. (I don’t have to fill this section, but I will.)

Fixed! LAWL

Right, so… let’s see what you’ve changed from your previous sheet, and what’s actually been made better.
1. Mr. A is not a much better name than just A. Especially since, well, your character is 14 years old.
2. Again, do you really want to describe a 14-year-old’s body as “sexually attractive”? Think very hard indeed about your answer to this question.
3. His personality’s better than before, but still severely lacking. You’re going to need more information about his persona than that.
4. Skills are also lacking. “Agile” and “stealthy” are not sufficient for a character, and again there’s the problem with him being only 14 years old, so where would he have learned those?
5. And why does he not know when he was born? Did his parents deign to get his birth certificate?
6. Okay, so apparently his siblings are sociopaths for no good reason, since they’re apparently willing to beat up “Mr. A” on a dime. And, what is he the youngest person in the family, and all of his siblings (you haven’t said how many of these, by the way) are older than him? Because that implies even worse things.
7. I highly doubt you can change your own name legally at the age of 14; changing your name to something like Mr. A is more likely to increase than decrease your laughability, especially since that apparently doesn’t come with a face or living location change; and is Steinbach where he lives, or is it his family name? That needs to be dealt with.
8. I could make a lot of jokes about “how one plans a single rebel”, but I’ll assume you mean “a rebellion” or “to rebel”, and ask how exactly he plans to rebel against his family when his siblings have already proven to be physically far stronger than he is, and more than willing to gang up on him for little to no good reason.
9. You don’t decide where you start. Was that not made obvious when I went over Harvey’s character sheet? I thought it was.
tl;dr: The character sheet is still bad. I’m sure you can come up with something better than that. Something sensible, hopefully.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by coolo2011:

And for the black market, I’m assuming rather than surgery it’s just cutting them out, right?

Well, there are black markets for other organs in real life. Assume it’s kind of like those, but with specific types of magic eye.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by coolo2011:

One more question:

How do you get robotic eyes out of their sockets?

I think the answer to that depends on whether artificial eyes can be implanted casually or not. If yes, they probably have a function that allows them to detach from the socket automatically; if no, it requires surgery to remove an artificial eye, which is fine because surgery would be needed to replace that eye with a new one anyway.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

@coolo:
1. They’re robotic eyes. They basically have to be made of relatively lightweight materials to function properly, and there’s a maximum size to them that limits how robust the materials can be anyway; thus, it is relatively easy to break one if it’s not actually in a person’s body. That said, they may or may not require surgical attention to properly implant, I’m not 100% certain on that, but if they can’t be installed in the field, there’s no point carrying them around with you anyway; I’ll double-check with Helltank on that one, at any rate.
2. There’s no difference between normal eyes and eyes with powers, and in fact most eyes will exhibit some form of magical power if placed into a magically dense person’s sockets, the only difference really being “who can use them for magic abilities”. Artificial eyes, on the other hand, do look obviously artificial, mostly because they’re electronic in nature rather than organic, but otherwise perform the same function; as a basic consideration, assume that an installed artificial eye with no further pimping looks vaguely similar to a glass eye, but capable of moving in the same manner as a normal eye.
3. Literally zero.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Would 14 also be the minimum age required for a player to be liable for obtaining and/or using their eye powers?

I believe eye powers are inherent to the user throughout their lifespan, for as long as their eyes don’t burn out. That said, feel free to discover your character is magically dense enough to utilise eye magic whenever you want them to, and keep in mind that there are both artificial eyes available for surgical implant, and a black market around for eyes with specific powers…

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

@crystal: No limitations on that front if you can justify having two different eyes, and you can in fact use both eye powers at once, though evidently, some combinations may work together better than others.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Game thread] [Sign-ups closed]

Jaq
‘Aw, well, y’know, we could probably invite at least one other person in this group to join us,’ I say in response to Leia, taking a look round at who else is heading towards the robot. Let’s see, now… the goblin I beat up, looking rather less injured than before, what a mooch (but did give out a lot of money, though chances are that that’s probably fake, I know my real and fake money when I see it); a void spectre, let’s not try to seduce them, that’s never ended well for me (lacks items to steal); the same rugged-looking fallen angel from before, who I might actually want to introduce to this party (still seems quite unwealthy, keep an eye on him anyway); a Sand elemental of some sort, and probably not a valid seduction target due to, erm, sand injuries (nothing of worth held); the nymph from before, who we’re well aware is not in fact seducable by any means other than deathmatch (still valid for armour theft, however, so keep her in the corner of one eye); and…
Ohhh. It’s Mr. and Mrs. Cloak and Hypersexy. I don’t think I got their names, actually… I’ll ask after all this golem following stuff goes down. M’yes. I’ll have to ask the other angel if he wants to join in with the sex too, that’d be awesome, but for right now, I keep on my path after the flying cube, pausing only to lean on the lamia secretary’s desk and say ‘So my companions and I are going to have a threesome. Care to make it a foursome?’

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] True Sight [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Originally posted by Helltank:
even though I personally think I have the ability to pull it off

No, you do not. There are a few problems with your character sheet, but I don’t have the time to discuss them now, so I’ll do it later when I have the time. Or BC could do it, depends if he’s on.

I am on, and I can say that, mostly, it’s the biography that’s the problem. The biggest issues with it are as follows:

[the skills]

You don’t need to say your character “would be” good at his skills. He presumably is good at them. That’s why they’re in his skill list. That isn’t a list of theoretical possibilities, he can pull off all of the stuff listed there. That said, being an expert surgeon doesn’t necessarily make one more able to care for wounds and injuries; that would probably come from being a doctor at all, which you have to start at before going into surgery anyway, so… just change the source of “can help fix up injuries” to the doctor bit rather than the surgeon bit, and that’ll be fine.

he was the top of her class,

So, what, does he suddenly turn into a girl at college, or…?

Harvey became a doctor at a local hospital in his hometown, and helped treat many people in the hospital, and was considered one of the best doctors at the hospital.

I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t become “one of the best doctors at the hospital” by the age of just 28. Him being an expert surgeon by 62 is certainly believable, but as you stated, there’s a 34 year gap between then and now, and speaking of which…

34 years later…

That’s a huge amount of time to skip over. It’s more acceptable for childhood, which tends to be unremarkable for most people, but not for the vast majority of his adult life. Did he do nothing at all of note in that time period? Apparently, even having at least two children isn’t enough to take note of.

[the whole last paragraph]

This is the biggest problem with the bio. You suddenly segue into flat-out RP, for one thing, when the character sheet in general is explicitly not intended for RP purposes, never mind the biography. Furthermore, the vast majority of people don’t abruptly turn suicidal when their spouse dies, especially when their children are still around and presumably likely to produce grandchildren in the foreseeable future, and given Harvey’s personality, I find it difficult to believe he’d even consider suicide in the first place, especially given that he apparently snaps out of it immediately. It’d be more believable if he fell into depression for a while after his wife’s death- which, by the way, would be more conveniently relayed without RPing a specific moment in his past, which you’re really not meant to do in the biography anyway, as stated- but not for a brief moment that he immediately snaps out of.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Story of Mechandria - (Sign up and Discussion thread)

Originally posted by 10crystalmask01:
Originally posted by tehdarkside:

What the hell is that umbrella made of?

All the good stuff.


Shameless bump, or has GM abandoned this forum game (yet again)?

Pretty sure it’s been abandoned, yes.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Sign-up and OC thread] [Sign-ups are closed]

Originally posted by qwertyuiopazs:
Originally posted by qwertyuiopazs like 4 times:

Can there be links to the character sheets on the OP?

That’s something that’s up to Behemoth to do, unfortunately, and not within my power.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Game thread] [Sign-ups closed]

Jaq
The goblin’s run off to beggar healing from somebody else, goddamn cheapskate trying to get out of the appropriate punishment for stealing a prized family heirloom, by which I mean my gun that I stole from dwarves a couple of centuries ago; Nikeas is apparently fine with either gender, but wants to get himself dru- sorry, “do business” first, because apparently he doesn’t like remembering sex, seriously I’ve tried drunk sex, it’s no fun not remembering what you did with somebody the night before; and oh look, all of our names popped up, alongside a bunch of other people. Neat, so we won’t have to be separated from one another, then.
‘You don’t need to get drunk, Nikey,’ I say quickly, ‘drunk sex is not good sex. It’s not bad sex, but it’s not good either. Now come on, let’s go!’ I grab both his arm and Leia’s- Leia Kastor, apparently, good to know- and pulling the two in the direction of the… presumably a golem, but either way.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Game thread] [Sign-ups closed]

[Okay, so we’re just waiting for people to post in this. Any time will do nicely, folks.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Realms Adrift [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Jehovael
How dare this man try to make a fool of me? And again, how does he know who I am, how I think- and then again, how much does he actually know? More to the point, why isn’t he getting involved directly, if he thinks I’m doing so poorly? He clearly has abilities of his own, apparently copied from mine in terms of naming schema, and I’ll have words with him about that later on, they must surely include some degree of assault somewhere in them. (Though going by Red-Coat’s incensed yell of “Stop helping him, this isn’t your fight!”, I suppose he thinks even what minimal assistance the man’s granted me is too much. I might not be inclined to disagree, at that.)
That all goes through my head as I continue to maneuver away from, and do what I can to injure, the hellhound-looking monstrosity, both on the ground and through the air (and quite frankly, it seems to be capable of flight or levitation to boot, so the latter doesn’t help much), all the while making a point of not taking the spark of light by whatever means. I think I’ve figured out how the hellhound is so powerful, anyway – Red-Coat’s apparent super mode (or true power, whichever) isn’t much weaker than my own power, so normally, Baskerville wouldn’t be able to break Yesod so easily. However, it appears to be the case that he’s focused his energies on this particular affect, leading to it possessing bloated levels of defense and damage potential, such that even Light magic seems to leave it unaffected, and I’d probably die instantly (for a given value of “die”, granted that my soul isn’t even in this body) if it got its jaws around me, but an excessive degree of energy input is required to sustain it at that level, meaning that if I dodge for long enough, it’ll drain him completely. And the other angel thinks I was “running away pitifully”, hah. If he only knew-
Quite abruptly, I’m stabbed in the back by a great number of knives. Apparently, I instinctively decide that enough is enough at this point, and turn to launch a burst of soulfire towards Yellow-Coat, the black-red-turquoise fireball striking him directly, and causing him and what little energy remains to him to burn away (and to a small extent provide me with a bit more energy for my own uses). Of course, I’m immediately aware that this distraction wasn’t worth it for what’s now likely to happen to me, and I do my utmost to propel myself out of harm’s way as soon as is feasibly possible. Which, to be fair, is practically the moment after I launch the soulfire, and indeed, I do manage to just barely avoid being clipped by the hellhound’s teeth.
Only to be shot right through the heart by one of Red-Coat’s pistols. And I’ll be honest, I thought he’d completely abandoned those. It certainly helped that I wasn’t paying attention, but that’s beside the point. The point being, I collapse to the ground, struggling to breath or regenerate from the potentially mortal wound, and only just manage to twist round and reposition Ein Sof in time to wedge and hold the blade between the hellhound’s jaws. Even this doesn’t help much, the creature seeming to bite down on and even push into the weapon deliberately, and only my pouring even more energy into the weapon seems to visibly hold it at bay somewhat. But, judging by the glow in the back of its throat, it’s preparing to roast me alive with some sort of hellfire breath, so that can’t be a good thing for me.
You can stop dancing in my vision tauntingly whenever you like, spark of light.
Seriously, whenever you like.
…well, fine, I’ll accept the assistance, then. Keeping one hand on the blade- I don’t need both to stop the hellhound from killing me- I reach the other one out, and close it around the spark of light.
Everything turns white for a few moments. When that whiteness fades, the hellhound has all but evaporated, Red-Coat is staring at me in what seems to be a combination of awe and terror, and I…
Well. I appear to be that much closer to repossessing my omnipotence, at any rate. My entire body has transformed into solid light, my other four wings have emerged out of my body automatically, and my power has skyrocketed to relatively immense levels; at a guess, I’d say I’m several times stronger than I normally am. Yet this form is a great strain on my body, I notice; of course, I plan to be capable of utilising power far beyond even this as soon as I can, but as it is, I’m probably not going to have more than an hour with it before it fades… I suppose I’d best make the most of it, then. For the moment, that means dealing with Red-Coat. Ein Sof appears to have faded for the time being, but that doesn’t matter. Not when Red-Coat’s bullets are effectively bouncing off of my body – I feel them, but the damage they’re doing is so insignificant as to be meaningless. The fireball he throws does slightly more damage than the bullets, but not substantially more. On the other hand, a single return shot with a basic blast of light and cold energy is enough to engulf the entire lower half of his body, collapsing him to the ground and forcing him to return to his base form, glasses and all. Wandering over to his struggling form, I lift him by the neck, and vaporise the lower half of his body to boot, preserving his soul within his head… which, shock and horror, is still conscious, oh, that’s not good, how much pain am I putting him through right now…
‘Well, good job, angel,’ Red-Coat mutters, mocking even in his current state. ‘It only took someone fully healing you, then putting you into that ludicrously overpowered state for you to beat us both. Weeell dooone.’ Alright, so not that much pain, I suppose. Still…
‘What did you expect? You should have known that you would lose if you tried to fight me.’
‘Pfffyou mean I should’ve known you’d get help from that jackass, I-’ He pauses to hack up blood on my face. Somehow. Despite currently lacking lungs… hrm. The blood he cough up boils away on contact with my face, and I simply continue staring at him. I believe he’s looking for a reason to have me kill him, just as proof that he’s better than me. I shan’t give him the satisfaction, I think, and not a minute after that event, he sighs in a somewhat defeated manner.
‘Spare some energy, guv’nor?’ he asks sarcastically, even now trying to rile me up. I simply restore his body, leaving his energy reserves completely drained, and allow him to get his breath back whilst I head back over to what remains of Yellow-Coat – which is to say, the turquoise gem that contains his soul. I could induct him into my being easily, in this state… but I’m not convinced that that’s a good idea. Firstly, he probably has no interest in being absorbed like that, meaning that his full powers would be inaccessible to me; and secondly, it seems like in such a state of non-interest, he would probably be powerful enough to alter my own personality for the worse in the process. Not that I couldn’t easily undo that once I become omnipotent, but I can’t help but imagine what I might end up doing as a result. So, I’ll pass on that; instead, I provide him with just enough energy for him to break loose from the soul gem, then toss the gem back to the ground and watch the process of Yellow-Coat’s soul breaking loose, supported by my own physical healing of his body, ultimately leading to him in the same exhausted position as Red-Coat. This seems like a good time to draw some recruits… on the other hand, I have problems to resolve with the other angel, and I think I might do a better job of that if I’m powerful enough to react if he decides to try and kill me too. I levitate up to him until our feet are at roughly the same level, which naturally leads to my form towering somewhat over his, what with my being nine feet tall and all.
‘So,’ I ask, ‘A few questions for you. Who are you? How do you know who I am? How much do you actually know about me? And, of course, why do you claim to be God when you are evidently not?’

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Realms Adrift [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Jehovael
What the… who… did he just…
…your name?’
Another blast of dark fire comes racing towards me, and I am forced to dodge the oncoming explosion before I can continue my thought. Which, to be fair, would probably have been “Why are you choosing now to challenge me philosophically?”, amongst other questions I have regarding how he knows me and why my situation is actually quite complex, but that’s beside the point. In response to the fire blast, I launch another Malkuth shot in the direction the blast came from, this one quite weak in anticipation of his dodge; naturally, it hits nothing, but the movement I spy through the smoke from the detonation does tell me where he actually is, and I make my move towards KNIVES well what I actually do is dodge backwards to avoid the knives being flung at me from above, presumably by Yellow-Coat, setting up Yesod once again to block any further knife strikes, only to need to expand it to block yet more fireballs from Red-Coat. They are… not really letting up, huh. I need to get a good hit in on one or both of them, sooner rather than later, before I get overwhelmed by their attacks.
…I hear a loud yell falling towards me.
Expanding Yesod to block the falling steamroller is a simple task. Keeping the Supreme Shield intact against, and using its force wave launching ability to counter the power of the rapid-fire blows that rain down, seemingly through the glorified projectile’s frame, is a much harder task. Not helped by Yellow-Coat’s nigh-unintelligible yelling of syllables. But, if he’s distracted by trying to punch me through the shield… I allow a hole to open up in Yesod’s frame, point Ein Sof directly upward, then fire as strong a blast of Light and Aether energy as I can muster. Judging by how Yellow-Coat’s screaming cuts off with a strangled cry, and how the steamroller violently detonates shortly afterward (though I’m sure to be away from the hole in Yesod before that occurs), I think I got him. Sure enough, as I allow Yesod to vanish, I see Yellow-Coat lying prone on the ground, clothing rather damaged, and struggling to stand up, or to regenerate from the large hole in his torso. And quite angry at me for all of that, to boot.
‘Well, vampire?’ I ask. ‘Care to cease this unnecessary violence yet?’
‘And allow you to win?’ he responds, getting to his feet again and tearing away the ruined outer coat, to reveal the black undershirt wholly – a tank top of sorts, if I’m not mistaken. I’m quite impressed that he’s able to stand with the hole still in his body, even. He’s tougher than I took him for, I suppose… ’You’re mad if you think I’d give up now,’ he continues. ‘This dance is just getting started! THE WOR-’
A quick blast of Ohr Ein Sof shuts his attack down on the spot, and I move in with Ein Sof to finish him off whilst he’s downed. A decapitation, perhaps; I do despise having to kill people at all, but some simply cannot, will not understand the truth: you cannot defeat God. I raise my blade over him-
‘Ahem.’
I glance over to Red-Coat, then do a double-take as I realise that he’s seemingly transformed half his body into that of some monstrous, black-with-a-red-glow beast, possessed of many many eyes, unending maws of teeth, and all the other trimmings one might expect of a hellhound.
‘I call him Baskerville. He does like angels so.’
And the creature extending from his body moves in towards me, one of its several mouths opening to apparently bite me in half. I extend Yesod out between me and it, only for it to bite straight through the Supreme Shield in one go that’s nearly impossible how is it and now I’m forced to dodge wildly, lest I become its next meal.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Game thread] [Sign-ups closed]

Jaq
Oh, shit, she actually agreed… I mean, yes, of course she agreed, I’m attractive and brilliant and seductive etcetera whatever, but it usually takes a lot longer to win over an angel than that, even a fallen one. I believe “chaste” is one term for that sort of person… “stuck-up” might be another, depending on viewpoint, but Leia here is clearly neither of those, and nor, for that matter, is Nikeas… I think I’m going to enjoy this quite a bit. And speaking of that thing he asked about…
‘I am for the moment, yes. If you’re not comfortable with that, just say so… then again, I think it’s a good idea for people to explore their sexual horizons, so take that as you will-’
‘Hey, do-’ Blood spit. ‘-do any of you three happen to know any healing magic or someone, preferably nearby, who does? I can pay, if you want.’
Ohh, mister goblin, you’ve made a poor choice of people to try and beg healing from.
‘I hope you realise that I beat the living daylights out of you for a reason, mister whatever-your-name-is, I’ll want to learn that by the way. There’s a lesson to be learnt by you: don’t steal my stuff, and I won’t beat the stuffing out of you. Okay? Okay, good.’
To be fair, that’s a lesson I have yet to learn myself… then again, I’ve never gotten the crap beaten out of me for it. Because I’m not an idiot about it. Though I have had a great length of time to learn, haven’t I… aheheh. Seriously, though, I may start considering attacking him again if he doesn’t get out of here now, and I won’t bother healing him again if that happens.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Sign-up and OC thread] [Sign-ups are closed]

Addendum to/clarification of a previous ruling: therianthropy doesn’t transfer alongside a soul if they happen to get moved from an infected body to a non-infected body, e.g. if the ghost of a werechicken was moved into the body of a non-werecreature.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Sign-up and OC thread] [Sign-ups are closed]

With regards to a recent incident in-game, I’m going to give a quick statement on what does and does not constitute godmodding. In short, don’t do things to other characters that you might not want done to your own character, including taking their stuff from them or controlling the character’s actions yourself, without either asking the person playing as that character to collaborate beforehand or asking a host to parse the interaction for you. And even then, try not to control their character yourself; you’re playing your character, they’re playing their character.

 
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Jaq
…welp. Guess I was right about her being not quite on the ball with regards to figures of speech. In any case, if “loving her seriously” (whatever that’s meant to mean) involves getting into a death match with her, I think I’ll pass. Some things are worth dying for, but much as I hate to suggest it, a quick fling with a hot but crazy chick is not one of them. Waving farewell to her cautiously, I head over to the last of my major considerations for sex, the firey-tempered angel now at the front of her particular cue, and actually she’s also being talked to by one of the less-notable-but-still-somewhat-notable partner considerations I noted before, human guy in a black mask. Hey, maybe I can get that threesome in after all… just don’t do the shitty pickup line, and all should be well.
‘Hey, there,’ I say in a sultry tone as I sidle up to them. ‘So, there’s only a few other people in the room as hot as you,’ I continue, pointing to the angel, ‘and up to this point, none of them have been co-operative. Still, you know what they say, save the best ’til last, and it appears you’re the last, which hopefully says volumes. You’re okay-looking too,’ I add, shifting my attention to black-mask briefly, ‘but the mask ruins the impression. So, you two and I, we should have a threesome, it should be very fun indeed, by the way I never got your names, I’m Jaq, and you are…?’

 
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Jaq
Well, okay, that’s all stuff I need to take in, er…
‘First up, I think I’ll avoid the fight entirely if it’s to the death, but at least I know what to aim for; second, I’m Jaq, and it’s very nice to make your acquaintance; and third, the, er, bogus thing was a figure of speech. Like, I didn’t actually mean that I was going to see anyone about anything, y’know? Just, uh, me making an excuse to go follow after the goblin, etcetera.’
…I’m not convinced she knows what I’m talking about. Maybe. I dunno, I’ll need to wait for her response first.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Story of Mechandria - (Sign up and Discussion thread)

I would accept your character if the zone was 100 feet wide, only worked in your line of sight and acted like a forcefield that teleports rule-breakers outside the zone.

That’s still exceedingly broken. I won’t stand for BLOODY’s ability in any form, it’s a bad ability.

 
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Jaq
Oooh. Feisty, ain’t she? Though I do wonder if a fight of any sort is actually a good idea against a nymph… especially one with skill in the blade. You never know when a fae wants to fight you, and intends to make it “to the death” rather than “to the blood”, or whatever terms are used for that. Still…
‘Well, er, I suppose that’d be reasonable, if I’m allowed to use my own weapon. Betsy, repeating rifle,’ I say as I reach over my shoulder to retrieve it, ‘and difficult to-’
Wait a second, why is my gun floating?
And before I know it, it’s been ripped out of my grasp, and I turn to see a lightning bolt, of all things, headed in my direction. Being the agile sum-bitch that I am, I quite easily dodge it, allowing it to run its effects on whatever is behind me- sorry, nymph, or, er, whoever gets hit when the nymph dodges- and respond with an aqua lance aimed at the leg of the airborne goblin that’s now holding the gun. And, lo and behold, I’m lucky enough to catch his left leg and rip straight through it with that projectile, ohhhhhh, there’s blood spraying everywhere, he’s clearly in pain, aaand he’s still moved around the nearest corner somehow.
‘…I’ll be right back, I have to see a bogus about a slime infestation.’
And then I begin running off after the goblin, turning the corner to see that, well, he’s now kind of dragging himself on one leg. The other having a big hole in it, of course. Still, he might do that thing he did before, so I get over to him double-time, then pin his limbs with my own (wow, he’s surprisingly strong, though my mass is far greater than his even as an elf, so he stands no chance), leaving my face right near his own pretty terrified face.
…he’s short as shit, even for a goblin. I’d still bang him… or, well. I won’t say I’ve never porked a goblin before, but his face right now is kind of gross-looking from tears and stuff. Also, I’m a bit mad to want to do anything sexual to him. Now, he’s probably wondering, “random dark elf that just blasted a hole through my leg, how are you going to mete out injury to me if all of your limbs are being used to pin mine?” Well, goblin, that’s a very good question.
An aqua lash wraps itself round his waist, lifts him as I move from over him, then slams him into the near wall of the corridor, at the point where it’s visible to everybody in the room we just left. Many more lashes form around me as I walk towards him, and then begin slamming into his face and body. Over, and over, and over, and over, and over, at a very rapid pace. And over, and over…
You get the idea, I hope. After about thirty seconds of sustained and very rapid pummelling, his limbs are broken, he’s probably got multiple fractures in his main body, and his face is practically pulped. So yeah, totally justified punishment. I finally drop him to the floor, then, in order, I retrieve my rifle and place it back in its holster, snag several- sorry, all of his gold chains and pocket them for sale later, then get to work healing his wounds with my two beams. Well, mostly healing – I sometimes switch it to the harmful mode of one of the beams momentarily, when they’re not targeting vital points, just because it’s funny to do that. It takes a while, a fair amount of magic, and I find myself needing to continue pinning him with a number of lashes at some point because he’s struggling to escape, but eventually, he’s completely healed. Everything except his bruises. I deliberately didn’t heal those. Punk needs some reminder of what happened here, such that he’ll rue the day he attempted to rob Jaq. That would’ve been more dramatic if my pseudonym possessed more than one syllable. But yeah, he’ll live.
…just to be sure he’s learned his lesson, I pull a rock from the ground and give it some of my magic, then smash his nose in with it, and kick him in the back for good measure whilst he continues rolling around in pain. And then I head calmly back over to the nymph, with a great number of people in the room now looking warily at me as I stroll… and a few more looking over at those two people I was talking to before. Apparently, they did something involving nearly as much blood as what I did? I don’t know, I was kind of distracted with beating the shit out of the guy who thought he could beat me at my own game. In any case, though, I’m back with the nymph, and finally pull my rifle out of the holster.
‘So you never said what sort of fight it would be? That slime infestation’s gone and drained a good amount of my power, y’see, so I’m not currently at my best. Also, what’s your name? Oh, I never got the names of those two over there, I should ask them that too…’

[The moral of the story is, don’t godmod, qwerty. Which is to say, don’t do things to other people’s characters without their permission. You picked a bad choice for that, too, so… y’know.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Story of Mechandria - (Sign up and Discussion thread)

I know it is horribly, horribly OP, so what about this clause.
‘If the rules of the zone would be violated while entering the zone, the person must agree to the rules currently posted before entering the zone, and any rules posted may not lead to the death of those inside it by interfering with their biological functions.’ And GMs call there about the soul thing in particular. Also, anyway, you don’t particularly NEED this clause, as if the rule would be something like ‘breathing is forbidden’, that would kill my own character anyway if he abides by it, and if he doesn’t, it would destroy the zone and make his power useless for however long I set it for. [I think it was 3 hours?]

The point isn’t that the ability needs more stuff added to it to balance it out. It’s that it’s inherently unbalanced from the get-go, and should not be present in any game, never mind this game specifically.

 
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Originally posted by BLOODYRAIN10001:
Originally posted by Gonkeymonkey:

I’m starting to think that the battles of mutants and humans are unbalanced and therefore I declare neutrality to all of the mutant characters ever created in this game.
BLOODY, your character is not accepted by me, as even with us being neutral towards each other, if you manage to somehow adventure in the northern and eastern sectors and have your power toggled on, I might die and since you get power by consuming souls, you might decide to not return my soul to me.

Gonkey, I’m not gonna not return it, I’ll just end up making a rule this this:
‘if someone would lose their soul in this zone, instead, half of their monetary assets go to the ownership of Yu Kaito’ or some other OP bullshit
Since this is an RP, I don’t believe we can kill off other chars. without their approval anyway, or is that not in this ruleset. Either way, it’s bad form unless it’s some final battle or other.

The point we’re making is, your power is bullsh!t even compared to the powers used by other players specifically because it relies on a relatively semantic framework, whereas everyone else’s abilities actually have defined limits to what they can do; you might as well say “nobody other than Yu Kaito can enter this 100-foot area around himself unless he wants them to be in it” and give Yu a permanent 100-foot wide Instant Death Radius that works on every single player to date without question. Also, you’ve introduced the concept of souls into a game that didn’t previously rely on them to function; I think a game based around mutants shouldn’t necessarily have souls as things that can be manipulated, at least not in the manner you suggest.

EDIT: Pardon me, 100 meter wide area. Unacceptable.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Dungeon Dweller Redux [Game thread] [Sign-ups closed]

Jaq
Oh, well, yes, of course it’s always with the attitude. You’d think a glamour wouldn’t cover that already, wouldja, these guys look respectively robbable and dangerous, oh hey the line’s moved on since then. I scamper up to the desk, slap my form on the table- I want to hit on the receptionist too, but I don’t have the time if I’m to talk to both the nymph and the other angel, so I’ll just settle for conveniently forgetting to return the pen or five I used to write in the form- turn back to the cloaked guy and succubus- angel now? Shit, I don’t know, maybe she’s using a glamour- say ‘Well, it’s been nice talking, but my prospects for fun clearly don’t lie with you, so ta-ta,’ then immediately head over to the nymph in the line over at some speed, ending my approach with a perfectly executed slide waitwaitnononononodon’tfalloverdon’tfalloveraaaand nailed it. Perfect execution, just as described.
‘So,’ I start, ’you’re hot, and I’m very attracted to you. Pickup lines are for losers who don’t know how to romance a good-looking individual, so how’s about you and I skip straight to the good part, hm?’
And maybe I can snatch something of hers in the process, if I’m lucky. Nothing comes to mind immediately, at any rate, but maybe she’ll have something of worth that I’m missing right now.