Kestrel

The spam bots could be the unkind people who read Sanderson, but couldn't survive through it, but still try to come and join in the fun and plague the forum. The super part is Supernatural. Honestly, I have no problem with any of the shows, the fandom is a nightmare. Like.. I've seen some very passionate Superwholocks give death threats to people who don't like the shows. I might to a little experiment on this. Give it four hours. I'm gonna post something like "Superwholock is dumb" on my blog. I'll count the number of death threats I get and report back.

I am not kidding. Wow, now that was an advanture. Seriously, some fan forums are just disgusting in general. Heck, some fandoms are disgusting (looking at Superwholock and that side of the brony fandom). Yeah, I would have deleted my account too. But. Let me tell you about WCF for a moment. The rules are never updated, but the mods keep making rules. These are the stupidest rules I've ever seen, and they keep getting stupider and stupider. You can view the list here And people can get in trouble/banned for breaking these rules even though they aren't listed as official rules.

Yo. I'm writing a book. I hope. We don't know. I have a magic system, half a plot, and a few makeshift characters. I won't give away too much because I'm planning on publishing it later. My magic system has to do with time progression/gravity. That sort of fun stuff. I need a world, however. Mostly the environment. What sort of climate do you think would suit the magic system? I know I'm being vague. Asdfghjkl just go with it.

I watched the Wind Rises. Beautiful movie.

Yep, this place is very nice. I was quite impressed. I bet the IB forums are better than the Warrior Cats Forums. Dear lord, those are horrid. The mods are awful, and they have the pre-approved icons. Like.. fifty or so of them. And the image rules are.. wow. I got banned, not kidding, because I posted some of my own artwork and they accused me of stealing it. I brought it up, and they banned me for giving them evidence saying it was mine. I'm so happy I left that disgusting place.

Turos, you get an up vote. To be honest, godmodding is really confusing. In the last few posts, I've noticed that some people have been rping dialogue by characters they don't own. Unless its planned out, at least stay away from dialogue. Its confusing and could cause you to make their character go out of character. I can understand slight actions (we've all done it at some point), but huge actions and dialogue..

The whole situation was completely stressing Resool out. The tall Terrisman was barely able to keep himself composed as the injured man stood. Pewterarm? He didn't know anymore. The tap on his shoulder nearly made him jump, and he turned to face the other stranger, but before he could speak another voice spoke up. "What are the odds? We have Cosmere City's best informant, and a Feruchemist." He didn't hear the rest. Feruchemist. How did that man know? Was he being so obvious about it? He really needed to keep a lower profile. "Sorry, but you'll have to find someone else," he said softly, finally, backing up slightly.

[Can you try to post a bit more, Venture? I see a lot you can do with your character here with description of the scene. How does he feel? Is his vision fuzzy? What does he recall about the past event? You need to have at least four lines in your post, more is preferred.]

Ummm trick question??? All forumers on this site are featured?? At least in my heart I love you all.

[Disregard 90% of my last post. I'm redoing most of it here.] It had all happened so fast. Resool had hardly ever fought before, save for some sparring matches when he was first learning to use Feruchemy. In short, he was terrified. But, then it was over. Nothing happened, at least, not to him. It dazed him for the moment, and he had to tap zinc to clear his head. Who was that attacker? Whoever it was, they really needed to clean up their messes. Unlike Mist, it seemed, Resool did have some medical knowledge. At least, enough to keep this poor man alive until help arrived. There was already another stranger beside the wounded man, and Resool walked up behind him, bending over to inspect the wound himself as he tapped his coppermind. "We need to stop the bleeding. He might go into shock. He'll live, but we need to hurry."

[i have found it my people No clue if I'll rp. We'll see.]

[i'm just confused as to where this is all going, that's all.]

I have no idea what this trinket is, or why Res has it, or for that matter, when I agreed to put him in that position. I have nothing against it, but I do want some communication here with this trinket, and the plot in general. Sorry if I'm a stickler for this, but I've been in rps that have fallen apart due to no/poor planning/people trying to be secretive about plot points, which doesn't work well for rping.

I'm really confused as to what is happening in this rp. I feel like the plot is going haywire, and will eventually fall apart because of it. What are your intentions for this plot, Venture?

[update complete]

[WOAH WOAH okay ignore the last bit of my post, editing in a moment to accommodate for the new stuff ^^]

Mist took off, and Resool gave a small huff of shock, following. He had to use a bit of his steelmind to keep up; he was horribly out of shape, especially compared to the younger lady who had lived on these streets for quite some time. He managed to keep up, following about ten feet behind her through the bustling crowd. "Hey! He's wearing my hat!" She shouted, darting away around the corner. Resool groaned slightly, breaking into a run, tapping more speed as he did so. That stuff was blasted hard to store up, didn't she know? Relieved for the sudden stop, Resool looked the guy over. Reading him was really hard. It was hard to tell with anyone in this city. But Mist didn't seem concerned, confronting him with "That... is.. my hat." He tensed, narrowing his eyes. Lord Ruler, he did not want to get into a fight. And certainly not over a- Pain, in his side. He winced in shock, jumping back as he decreased his weight in an attempt to get further away from this stranger. So it was a trap. He faced the stranger again, increasing his weight once more, making himself heavier. Just in case this guy tried to push on him again. He then tapped pewter, a bold move with his increased weight, attempting to make himself bigger and more imposing. Hopefully to scare this guy off. "Woah woah woah. Let's talk about this. You don't just go around attacking random people. That's not a thing you do." [Wait, I never really agreed to have Resool hold anything that Ven wants, if I recall. I'm horribly confused. Uh. Also, you did a bit of godmodding [rping other's characters] in the last post ^^]

"Resool. Nice to make your acquaintance, miss," he replied with a smile, shaking her hand. At the mention of a hat, he frowned, looking off to the direction she had. "Well, your hat couldn't have gone far. Let's go look. Can't hurt to look." Resool had, however, noticed the metalminds by the sound. So she was part Terris. He wondered what metal, but didn't work up the courage to ask, not yet. Mist did, however, wear clothing from another time period than himself. So she could be a Twinborn. He'd never met a Twinborn. Wouldn't that be something. "Well, let's see how far we can get. And hope nobody picked it up."

[Eh, spoiler tags are too hard on kindle I have to manually type in all my code manually] Resool, who was not paying attention too much to the hat, or his surroundings, for that matter, didn't see the young lady until it was too late; she crashed right into him, throwing him off balance and herself onto the ground. Already anxious about this place, Resool jumped, the collision giving him quite a fright, but when he realized who it was, he relaxed slightly. But not too much. One never knew about the people here. She could be a pewterarm or coinshot, which would give him trouble in a fight. She certainly wasn't Terris however; he all but towered over her. If she had any Feruchemist blood, it must have been a very small fraction. [unsure about her height but Resool is pretty dang tall]. She seemed flustered however, so if she was an actor, she was a very good one. "No, you're fine. Don't worry about it," Resool said with a slight chuckle, reaching down to offer her a hand. "Or rather, I'm fine. I don't know about yourself, as I am not you. So tell me, are you okay?"

Resool

Maybe. I don't see him being too thick in the action, though. Sure. Let me post for him now. c:

Alahya growled at one of the bandits, darting in to strike him with one of her daggers. The unsuspecting man fell, a soft, surprised breath of air leaving his mouth as he hit the stone street. She smirked, moving onto the next one, who was attacked in the same manner. At this point, the remaining few seemed to realize that there was a Slider in the mix, looking around madly for her. Perfect. Of course, she wasn't aiming to kill. She never did that. Oh, the men who she had taken out would be fine. Mostly shocked. This was more of a game to her than a fight. But she had to catch up to Resool and that girl, Bella. Alahya watched the others, wondering who's side they were on. One had been shot, and was crawling away into the ally. Pity. With one last look at the bloody stone, she burned more Bendalloy and snuck away from the fight, keeping to the shadows as she found her way to the inn.

Venture.. I'm not sure that making Ven pass out was the best idea. Now the others will have to carry him, and I know for sure that Alahya would leave him behind in the street. Besides, if its as bad as you've described in the post, he'd probably die from blood loss.

So remember how I had a solo for the spring concert? Well, tonight was the night I played it. And. I did amazing! Well, the beginning was rough but it improved very quickly. I'm really happy. What a great way to end the year! I'm drawing something for my director, or rather, painting it. So I need something to paint. I might ask another director for help, because he knows her quite well.