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Topic: Forum Games / A Journey Home [Main Game Thread]

Christian Steele-Trevelyan
I’m about halfway to work when what seems to be the ship begins to shake violently for a few seconds, forcing me to slow to a halt with a flurry of curses at my lips. Time passes, but nothing more is stated, and I eventually continue on with my drive, making a mental note to deal with the cursing too. It is only several minutes later that I learn what the shaking entails – quite abruptly, in the form of something unseen hitting the roof of the car hard enough to cause a violent jolt, and no doubt some form of paint damage. With another loud expletive, I slam my foot on the brake pedal, throwing whatever landed on top of me several meters forward, and leaving the cars behind me to slow down just as suddenly, lest they be forced to crash into my back end – a crash that I would surely endure better, but nonetheless a reasonably expensive procedure for me to handle. Though it seems the person behind me has good reflexes, and my money is saved. Now, what exactly just fell off of my roof… I peer out of the window, so as to get a better look at the… at the…
…what the hell is that.
It stands back up on two legs, apparently undeterred by what must have been a fairly large fall and the subsequent propulsion across the concrete ahead of me. Vaguely humanoid, yes, but practically nothing about it says “human” – pale translucent skin, an emaciated and disturbing facial structure, thick constructs of what must be bone on its upper arms… and it’s looking right at my car.
With a snarl muted by the internals of the car, a massive bone spike drives itself out of the creature’s forearm, from just behind it’s wrist to a great distance past it’s hand, and it begins to charge in my direction.
If it were human, I’d laugh at such a pathetic attack, and lay back as their pathetic attempts to break in fail repeatedly. With this creature, a long-surpressed fight-or-flight instinct kicks in, and I slam my foot on the accelerator, driving my car into the thing at the highest speed possible, which, whilst not great, is enough to knock it down and run it over. A glance into the wing mirror sees it on the ground, and I stop the car for a moment, watching it in the mirror.
And then it stands back up. Understandable, since I probably didn’t hit it that hard, but even so, this is going to be interesting.
A patch of motion in my peripheral vision brings my attention back to the scene ahead of me, where I find that more of the creatures are massed in front of the road. Some have armour over their chests, I notice, and some over their arms like the first one I saw; a more pressing concern, however, is that they’re there in the first place, and that they don’t look pleased that I just ran over their friend.
So yeah, I think I’m just going to head back home for the time being. As calmly as possible, I turn the car around to face down the road in the opposite direction, desperately trying to ignore the fact that they’ve begun to charge at me, then accelerate smoothly away from the monstrous army even as it closes on my metaphorical heels; for good measure, I run over that first creature a second time, in an effort to make it stay down, and hopefully not a vain one at that. They slowly disappear in my back mirror, and I breath a sigh of relief…
Not necessarily a warranted one, I realise. If they’re there, I wonder to myself, then where else are they hiding in this city…?

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Derryk Nytecut
Well, well. At least I’m finally being relied upon for protection… as much good as it’ll do Krista at the present time.
One of the slimes is compressing itself, presumably for an attack, and the other one is paralysed. Do I finish the paralysed one off, or try to interrupt the other one?
Uh… whatever you want to do.
…see, that whole internal quote about you being relied upon for protection…
Oh fine. Um… I guess interrupt the compressed slime? Also, look out.
With that said, Alison encases herself in a barrier of electricity to protect herself from the nails, at the same time flying higher up in order to try and dodge away from both these and the flamethrower’s jet (and out of its range, after the fact); post-dodge, she charges up another Zapper for a fairly long time, then fires it at the metal slime compressing itself.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Majority Rules: A Social Experiment | ACTIVITY CHECK

Confirm activity.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Game] 8-bit RPG (Dragon BOSS Turn 3)

Gerald Johnson
With his buff worn off, Gerald decides to cast Poison Ivy upon Lochesh, who would appear to be the least damaged and debuffed, and therefore the most dangerous at the moment, of the four dragons.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Pyre and Ignis Lux
Pyre’s thrown axe hits the gun cannon, the weight of the weapon shattering the front quarter of it and ending the weapon’s ability to charge its shots, as well as throwing off the aim of the turret’s bullets. However, Pyre is now without her weapon, and nothing has stopped the mech from pouring charge into it’s blade arm, which, having stood up by this point, it does so quite readily during Pyre’s charge, then swings its blade as she draws near, smashing the tower shield out of her hands and slightly electrocuting her; whilst it has left itself open, the mech is now quite ready to perform a powerful backswing should Pyre fail to dodge.
Ignis’ attempt to pull the turret off begins to have an effect, the barrel visibly bending so that even if it is still able to fire, doing so would probably blow it apart. Unfortunately, the mech’s prior hesitation about a potentially suicidal action vanishes during the process – with a rush of air, the turret suddenly explodes in Ignis’ hands, throwing him off of the mech’s back and impaling him with a large number of metal shards, though the explosion visibly damages the mech far more than simply firing the rocket in the first place might have. Slightly off-center, the mech turns to face Ignis, charging its cannon with energy in preparation for another attack, but moving away from him at the same time, apparently wary of its relatively lack of close-range offense at the moment.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Alison
Well, this is already a great start, and thank whatever gods exist that I had the sense to enter battle form before the battle actually started. I’m pretty sure I’m not going to be the best choice for blocking shots here, so instead, I jet-propel myself into the air, charge up a Zapper, then fire it at one of the metal slimes. I figure that this will either be extremely effective, or extremely ineffective, one or the other.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / A Journey Home [Main Game Thread]

Christian Steele-Trevelyan
Well, it’s a new day. New day, new gains, hopefully of the monetary sort. And of course, sustenance of my physical ability. It’s not easy keeping a body like this in shape, after all. I mean, I have to, don’t I, if I’m to make sure the survivor-born know their place? It’s just difficult keeping them pleased, and I don’t like talking to them for it. Of course I have to keep up a public image, so interviews with their sort every so often are all but unavoidable, especially with the release of new material from Steele Enterprises… guh. Not like I wanted to inherit this company, but them’s the breaks, and I was supposedly the best person for the job. True, but even so.
…oh man, I went to a whole new topic from the original internal discussion, didn’t I? And did I really mentally utter “them’s the breaks”? And “oh man”? What peasant-esque phrases. Note to self: deal with that as soon as possible.
Moving on, I need to get ready for work. I mean, I don’t if I don’t want to – I’m the CEO of the company, it’s not like I can be displaced from my job for missing one day – but it behooves my workers if I show up on time. Gives them an ideal to work up to. And if they don’t, well then we have a problem, don’t we, John Smith? Heh… whatever. I head off to the showers, dress, then begin a healthy breakfast of some branded cereal claiming to contain “33% of my daily iron needs in a single bowl!” Like I need that much iron; I eat supplement tablets to support my workouts, so what additional benefits do I get from 33% in one meal? I just eat it because it tastes nice. I can do that, see, because I’m rich, and nobody else will give a damn what I put in my body. I could be a fat slob if I wanted, and my customers would still kiss my feet if I told them to. Regardless, I finish breakfast, clean my teeth, then leave for work in my custom car. Not a limousine, that draws attention, but a good couple of shades of grey, with tinted windows to prevent people seeing me on my drive, and reinforced everything to keep me alive if I need it; and rounding everything off, of course, is a submachine gun hidden in the driver-side door. The only door, I should say; as a rule, I don’t invite others into my car.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by Bluji:

I assume you’re under the alias of “BCLEGENDS” there too?

I am.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

For anyone interested to know, after several months of not getting one, I now have a Steam account. Joy and laughter, and all that.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Ignis Lux and Pyre
Pyre’s charge sort of works – the wave of fire deals some damage to the robot, but the spear thrust, whilst weighty, fails to do anything more than a dent where it hits, before scraping off of the armour. Another hit at that relatively small weak point might be able to pierce it, but otherwise, the robot appears to be unharmed; that being said, that much of a knock forces both Pyre and the mech off balance, sending the former spinning through the air for a moment, and the latter crashing to the ground. Relatively undeterred, the downed mech’s gun turret swivels to face Pyre and begins firing bullets at her, forcing her to raise her shield in self-defense; at the same time, the robot aims its cannon arm in her direction, and begins charging up a powerful blast.
Ignis quite readily climbs up the mech’s gun arm, and from there to its upper back. The mech’s size and lack of agility prevents it from stopping him from doing this; however, with no additional plan of action, Ignis finds himself not doing much in the next second or so, long enough for the mech to aim its rocket turret in his direction, though it seems to hesitate with regards to firing a rocket that’s likely to explode in such close proximity to itself.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / A Journey Home [Sign-ups Thread]

Originally posted by Gentleman_Thief:

All I know is that, when this game starts, if Tricky doesn’t immediately start acting like Dr. Rockso the Rock & Roll Clown and remain in-character for the duration of his stay on the ship I will be MOST displeased. As for the cocaine (which will NOT be present, stay drug-free kids) we can substitute it for powdered propulsion fuel. That should put pep in your step, eh helltank?

I get the impression that this is going to be kind of an insane RP. If it ever STARTS, that is.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Majority Rules: A Social Experiment | ACTIVITY CHECK

…this
This is a horrible challenge, TC, and I hate you for making it.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Derryk Nytecut
Well, I can’t say I’ve done well in my previous couple of conversations. For starters, I very nearly outed myself as some sort of pervert to this guy (I am, but that doesn’t mean I want everyone to know)… but I’m wondering if he isn’t the kind of person who’s extraordinarily dense. He didn’t react at all to my wordless suggestion regarding why he wouldn’t want me in a dungeon with him – my admittedly somewhat less hideous than before appearance – so if I’m lucky…
But who am I kidding. Alison already pointed out that he’s probably just being polite and not saying anything about how disgustingly fat I am, and I’m not the sort of person who even deserves to be lucky. I’ve given nothing tangible to society, so why would society want to give anything back? And besides, I probably made myself look even worse when I started whining about not being allowed into his group, despite the miscommunication that it resulted from- Was I whining? I’m sure I must have been, I should probably ask later.
And then there’s the other guy. Joakim, I think. The second he walked into the teleporter room, he locked his eyes on me, and hasn’t stopped glaring since. He’s still there, too; just standing in the doorway, glaring. I begin staring back at him, maybe that’ll help…
…hey, what do you know. He stops glaring and heads over to us.
“Sorry, people often say I have a mean glare,” he begins, “but I don’t mean ill.” Oh, well, that makes sense, I… guess. “Name’s Joki, and this colossal penguin who has my back here is Arc.” Actually, I didn’t notice the penguin until just now, but… yeah, that’s a pretty big penguin. “So what’s this, are we a triad now?”
…well, if this is Joakim, then I suppose I should respond truthfully.
“Lllooksh like it ish.”
…that went well enough. I’m still somewhat unconvinced that he doesn’t hate me, but, well, I don’t have anyone else’s word to go on, and I suspect he’d not be particularly pleased if I talked to Arc, since they’re kind of the same person.
And then two unforgettable figures come over to the group – a pretty attractive girl, and a massive tank. Well, a car-sized tank, but…
“Hello, Allie… How’re you?”
“O-oh! Uh, h-hey Krista! Um, I suppose I sh-should introduce my, er, s-s-summoner… th-this is, uh, Derryk…”
Wait, you guys know each other?
We, uh, t-talked last n-n-night.
“…huuuuuh. Sho who’sh thish lovely lady?”
“This is, um, K-Krista…”
“Hi-i-i… Nice to… meet you-u…”
“Well… it schertainly is nische to be met, let me tell you that.”
True, but wow, did you have to say it in such a pervy manner, you douchebag?
“So-o-o… what… are you doing?”
“Oh, y’know, jusht getting a dungeon ready. Whisch one are we doing, uh…”
It occurs to me that I don’t even know this guy’s name.
“…schorry, I didn’t get your name?” I say to him. As a question. That seems like it should be possible, and if it’s not, well, I don’t care.
“You didn’t?”
“.that sounds accuratE”
“Oh. I’m Arcady Feldman. This is Egiool, my summon.”
“I-I’m-”
“You already introduced yourself, Krista. I’m Therean, her entity.”
“Sorry…”
“No need to apologize.”
Oh my God she’s so cute. It helps that her personality is so similar to Alison’s. So, uh, maybe I should comfort her? Oh, we weren’t told what dungeon we were doing… or what objectives we had, rather.
“Don’t worry about it,” I begin. “More importantly, we didn’t get told what dungeon we were in, Arcady. Doom Engine, if I recall, and then…?”
“Then? We’re going to a single one, right?”
…on second thought, I may have been more on the ball than I first imagined when I suggested that he was a bit dense. Or did I just…
“No, I mean, what objectivesh do we have in it?”
“Good question. Since we have seem to have a good set of defending summons, we could go for something related. Escort?”
“Shure. And then… what elshe ish there?”
“We could take the objectives that are about fighting, since it’s what we’ll be doing anyway.”
“And thoshe are… hang on, let me check…” I lean over Arcady’s shoulder to look at the options on the screen, and of course I end up smothering his shoulder in the process, GREAT JOB FREAK. Okay, no, just pretend you’re not doing anything wrong, uh… okay, options looked over. “…looksh like Defeat and Bosch, sho thoshe two?”
“Yes.”
Aaaaaand lean back. Whew. That could’ve been worse.
“Can’t say I’m liking the crowd we’ve got going here, but I guess if you’re fine with all the extra people then it should be okay. I’m good with that kind of dungeon too, whatever works for you people.”
Well, that happened.
“Well, I mean… it’sh a bit of a shaushage fesht without Krista…- I mean, I guesch not really, ’caushe of Alischon… uh…”
Fuck, fuck, I’m dumb, kill yourself me.
“Th-that doesn’t q-quite, um…”
“Yeah, I got that ash shoon ash I shaid it.”
And then something occurs to me.
“Oh, but you know what? We might not be able to do both of the bonush mischions if we get really tired, unlesch we get shuper lucky with how they’re laid out…”
“.laid ouT”
“Well, if we end up fighting infinitely shpawning enemiesh whilsht we eshcort whoever, then it’d probably be fine, but if not, then…”
“Wouldn’t it just make our job easier if they aren’t spawning? I mean it’d make our job easier if it’s not a constant stream at least.” Well gee, I don’t know, would it? I figure there’d at least be anti-frustration features of that sort available, surely. “But anyways, let’s get on with it then if you guys are fine with the settings, I personally think they are great. Lots of brawling in the labyrinth seems straight up Arc’s alley compared to some of these dungeons or objectives, at least.”
“!let’s cut the banter and just go, gosH”
“Doom Engine, Escort, Boss, Defeat. I’ve put that in the teleporter settings.”
Aww yeah, we’re ready now!
“Alright, let’sh do thish!”
Aaaand you ruined it by being overenthusiastic, you stupid idiot moron.
I d-d-don’t think it w-was that b-bad.
Well, I mean…
…hmm. Maybe it wasn’t. If anyone asks, I’ll brush it off as the heat of the moment. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do. Anyway, we all enter the teleporter, and vanish.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / A Journey Home [Sign-ups Thread]

*Name:*
*Age:*
*Description:*
*Lineage:*
*Occupation:*

Above is a general sign-up template for anyone wanting to join, since the one provided in the OPs is mildly cluttered. Below will be my sign-up for this game.

Name: Christian Steele-Trevelyan
Age: 27
Description: White, 185cm, lean yet muscular figure, tousled hair of dark copper colouring, and bright grey eyes. Typically dresses in some form of dark suit and white shirt, though he forgoes the tie that is so common with such outfits in others of his standing.
Lineage: A-Lists
Occupation: CEO of Steele Enterprises Inc., a family-owned company handed down to him by his foster father via will after the latter’s death.

No prizes for guessing who this guy is based off of. /shot

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Sign-Ups] Armoured Descent RP

Originally posted by gammaflux:

All we’re missing is Sypher I believe, correct?

Him, yes, but with the loss of kirb, we’ll need someone else to replace him… though since Blood will have his own character, that shouldn’t be a great issue.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Sign-Ups] Armoured Descent RP

Originally posted by gammaflux:

If both you and Shadow made a character would we have enough participants?

I believe we’re both going to make characters regardless, though mine is going to be more of an NPC than an active player. Even so, I feel the game would have enough participants at the moment without either of us making characters, if only people would respond to the requests to alter their characters.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Majority Rules: A Social Experiment | ACTIVITY CHECK

[Vote: MysteriousPanzer]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Game] 8-bit RPG (Dragon BOSS Turn 3)

Gerald Johnson
Gerald continues his rampage-y rampage, sending another flame-element attack in the green dragon’s direction.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Outline and Viper
With its back exposed, Outline quite easily backstabs the last sword-wielding skeleton, sending out a flurry of blows that end its existence then and there. The other skeleton aims for Outline, but changes its target when it notices the random flailing of Viper some distance off, and promptly fires an arrow that pierces his wing, grounding him.

[And that’s what happens when you taunt without doing anything useful.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Sign-Ups] Armoured Descent RP

I’m just going to go ahead and bump this…

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Ignis Lux and Pyre
Pyre times her dodge just right, and barely avoids the missile launched in her direction. With that bit of information made obvious, the machine instead aims its lightning cannon at her, beginning to charge what promises to be a fairly powerful attack.
Ignis’ speed is barely enough to avoid being shot repeatedly, and he reaches the cover of the tree with half a second to spare; the machine gun bullets smash into the wood repeatedly, but the natural barrier holds against them. Its initial assault defeated, it instead begins audibly stomping towards the tree, bullets still flying in Ignis’ direction; it apparently means to cut the tree down and reach Ignis in that manner.



Erubutie and Alice
Erubutie’s ice sheets, being an unexpected assault, do succeed in slicing apart the majority of the vines trying to grapple Alice, dealing fairly significant damage to the vine creature performing the move. They do not stop the vine whip of the other vine creature, though, but by allowing her ice armour to melt and shifting her core out of the way, she only takes minimal damage from the creature’s strike. Even so, she cannot get past them to the rotted vine monster, whose attack is nearly ready.


Cunsune and Metalvine
Metalvine’s rapid attack fails to damage the elemental significantly, being a solid attack against an incorporeal being. It does, however, distract it for long enough that Cunsune’s far more effective attack hits, the claw dragging cross where its chest would be, and tearing it open. This is enough to finish the elemental off, and it collapses, the wind in the area finally dying down, and the sandstorm with it.
Both teleporters are still active, one leading to the previous room, and the other to wherever it may lead.


Outline and Viper
Outline’s first strike is toward the disarmed swordsman; with no effective way of defending itself, it is quickly taken down, and collapses. However, with that distracting her, she is only able to parry away the other swordman’s attack; undeterred, the same swordsman then attempts to follow through with a powerful spinning slash, though this leaves its already-damaged back wide open for the relatively long timespan of half a second.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Mutant Aslyum [RP] [Signing up!]

Well, you spelt “Asylum” wrong in the thread title, for one thing, and for another, everything thenewampkit mentioned. On the plus side, the game has the potential to be good, if you don’t screw it up.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / RaceBandit's Bastard Dethy - Game Over: Joyville's Legacy

Sure, I’ll [Vote: BLOODYRAIN10001] too. Since the evidence is compelling enough.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

I have, like, four more Entities planned. They’re going to be anime stereotypes, basically. Anyone who can guess what my next one is going to be gets free something or other as a reward (your guess doesn’t count if you already know, people who know I’m talking about them).

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Erubutie and Alice
The two summoners and their Entities appear at the center of a fairly large circular clearing in the Blackwater Swamp, a marsh-covered area surrounded by dense foliage and trees, with several pits of dark green water scattered randomly around the area. After a few moments allowed to take in the surroundings, thorned vines begin to encroach out of the forest, twisting together into three humanoid forms about twenty meters away from the summoners; two of the humanoid figures are composed of relatively healthy-looking green vines, with double-vines instead of hands, whilst the third is rotted to blackness, yet apparently still functional, with more human-like hands than its fellows. Once the figures have formed, the two living plant creatures begin walking towards the Entities, vines flailing angrily, whilst the rotted one stays back, and prepares what appears to be a ball of dark magic in its right hand.



Ignis and Pyre
Many of the thralls are forced back by the intense heat, lichen burning away at a high pace; the one Ignis headbutted receives the brunt of the attack, and all of the lichen on its body is burnt off, thus freeing it of its enthrallment and collapsing it.