Darkness Ascendant

*hugs back Thanks 75% isn't fine to my parents however -. - . Yeah it was a strange day, everything made me depressed XD.

Following Herowannabe here. I would like to run an game based on a series I am developing. I changed it from an MR to and LG so it's now sitting on number 40 heh. This is the original post on it. ------------------------- Ok here is an idea of a game I like to call "Tag". It also happens to take place in an original world, in a town called Icarus Fell. Basically it's sort of like Hurt and Heal. There are Fallen Angels and there are the Agents of Providence For some basic lore, The villagers like to fantasise that the lake next to their...village was where Icarus fell from the sky. But in fact, it was where Lucifer fell from his Expulsion from Heaven. The town has always been a cursed place, abnormal things seem to happen there all the time, The Cardinal Sins run rampart there, as do The Dragon's fallen servants There will be references to Islam, Christianity and Judaism (so bear with me) and roles relating to their teachings. -------------------- I'm not completely set with the roles and things, but the general concept I just want to run through you guys. There are the Villagers faction, the Agents of Providence and the Servants of Dragon. Every century, Providence attempts to "clean up" the town and close down the operations of the Servants. Some times they succeed, sometimes they don't, but the Servants eventually Reincarnate in new hosts. The Villager faction are in a state of flux being Corrupted and Cleansed constantly. Someone who starts as a villager can end up as any faction. The original Agents have a doc that stays with only themselves. As do the Servants. There will be items in circulation that can provide a player with temporary powers such as PM creation etc. When someone gets corrupted, they cannot see the Servant's doc and vice versa. They get a PM saying that they have been Corrupted or Cleansed as well as any powers randomly gained. The Cardinal Sins are a random occurrence and Possess a player, making him instantly a Servant as long as they live. If a Servant dies, the players he has had a hand in Corrupting (explain in detail later) get Released and are Villagers again. If an Agent dies, the people they have cleansed, stay cleansed but the other Agents get the power of the dead angel split between them (minor boosts depending on the stacks). The Agents win if the Servants are successfully killed or if the Cleansed outnumber the Corrupted. And the Servants win if they outnumber the Agents and the Cleansed. If a player is killed then a random player is bestowed a Secret Word. The word allows the player to convene with the Dead via the GM or Co GM with a 100 word message. The answer is recorded over the Night cycle and returned to the player the next day should they still be alive. ----------------------------------------- I have been working on it a fair bit lately, but it isn't polished yet, so I will post the updated version once completed. (Possession is basically a permanent conversion btw)

Stone Shaman whooo funny how close Truthless are to this rep title heh.

The time has come. And then the murders began -Dr Seuss

Aaaaye @Queen Elsa Steelheart Congratulations One more step to that medical degree eh?

* Oh dear, the vending machine cannot comprehend what it has witnessed * You get Cerebro back! *inserts Soul gem*

Err. Honestly, the only people who i talk to happen to be on this forum... I used to be quite loud and raucous, and I loved to pretend everything was ok (heh) . Lately, I've become very reclusive and repressed. Whenever I speak, I do speak quite loudly and firmly. (Unless it's a bad pun...). Honestly, I will be completely engaged in a conversation with somone, and then, say someone calls out to them from a distance away, they will literally just walk away and go to the person who called them. I have a group of friends with whom I hang out with, and they accept me and everything, but I tend to go ignored in general. I don't usually speak about my problems clearly here. (end up as poems or some incoherent garble). The day I posted it was one of the most stressful days I have had in a long time. By then I had been awake for another one of my three day streaks -_-. and I decided to polish and practise my Photography assignment which was due the same day. I attempted studying for my math exam (also same day -__-) and...well I have trouble studying, so I ended up drawing and things. Enter father. My father hates me doing anything I find joy in (at this moment in time I had already been banned from drawing or doing anything, so I was doing so in secret). He is the sort who basically is, like, study 24/7 or go to hell. Anyway, he caught be drawing, bad things ensued. And I left home already on a bad foot. I catch the train to school alone, which really bothered me for some reason, and then when I got to school I made my way to my usual group. Now, when I get there I end up wandering around in silence, observing what is going on and occasionally joining in on things which interest me. That day, for some reason, no-one greeted me, which is normal (I usually greet people, and they reply). And the fact no-one said hello or anything that morning really pissed me off. Class starts and I start off with Art. But instead of prac we were doing theory -_-. So I ended up sitting there idly doodling whilst half listening to the teacher ramble about Pop Art (I had already completed the set tasks) Then I had my Maths exam, which was horrible. 40 storming questions. AND 50 STORMING MINUTES. When it comes to Maths I am a slow worker, it's hard for me to get engaged when doing Math. Usually I am able to focus when doing Math, but when it comes to things like Coordinate Geometry and other tedious subjects I find it hard to work. I ended up answering most questions, but I never reached the last 6 questions. And some of the questions I did answer, I was very agitated about, because I couldn't recall anything about them, so I tried my best to get as close as I could. Anyway, once that was done, I knew it was best to forget about it, or else my anxiety would get the best of me and I probably would have broken down right then, Moving on to Break 1/2 . Spent most of the time touching up my presentation, talked to Elsa a bit (:D). Then left for Photography. Teacher made me go first -_-. I did the presentation, but was trembling badly by the end. Which is another weird thing, I can do presentations/speeches/debates fairly well save for the occasional stutter. I managed to scrape a 86% (barely an A). And was fairly happy with myself. Only thing that sucked was that the trembling wouldn't stop. I had English next. And we got our results from this story thing we had to write. I was feeling stupid at the time so I wrote this https://docs.google.com/document/d/1DC39zuJFqZ0kJj2kI77tDSrRiFa01_fjPq_H5e6TX_g/edit?usp=sharing And I also had done it the night before I got a 75% on that, which was a disappointment, but to be expected. I procrastinate so much lmao. Finished off with History Elective...which is usually interesting, but was a bludge and gave me time to think. And thinking is bad. By the end of the lesson my trembling had stopped (THANK GOD). And I left the school with my group of friends and we caught the train. This is where I really felt punched in the gut. My stop is the second station from the school, and we are all standing in the main compartment, chatting. And just before my stop comes, they see that there are a group of seats free and rush off to grab them, completely forgetting that I was about to get off. I, admittedly had been silent for most of the ride, but when they left I sort of gave this strangled "Ok, Bye". Only person that heard was Dylan, who seemed to turn around with this look of realisation, and then he glanced at me apologetically and said "See ya". I walked home depressed and then returned to the hell which is home. 4. *sigh....this world... That's great to hear I've had horrible strange throat problems before, where it felt like a knife was being jabbed in my throat every time I swallowed, I do a similar thing and it usually alleviates the pain a bit.

Snowcone. Darkness hadn't heard of that name in years. "I would love one".

@Sunbird

Darkness yawned, and went about exploring the court.

@Queen Elsa Steelheart Thank you. *hugs back. You too @Mestiv Ah that sucks man :/

Oh wait, i got a participation trophy! yayayy!

what about that lady with the Syl tattoo? Never know bleeder, you could change the number of sharders there

awww cool. What happened in them? I for one, actually got to sleep last night (huzzah!) ....and dreamt I was a homicidal ninja bee....

SAMURAAAI JACK Anyway, Quiver, you are the one other person here who knows alot about Marvel and DC, (That I know about). And you can be pretty hilarious at times A legend in my books.

Mhm yes, Ghost in the Shell looked a liittle eh. @TwiLyghtSansSparklesWhy'd you go ahead and post a bruce video just when I was about to post a meme of it XD https://imgflip.com/i/1lsnaj

Bard has been busy with rl work and problems according to the SE community. @The Honor Spren I for one would like to volunteer. I'll send a PM if you would like.

Yeah for Bride of 9 spiders Not like she's an Immortal Weapon too...

Noone has said it. It is apparent. People forget about me within 2 seconds of meeting me. People walk away mid conversation, their eyes skim passed me as if I am part of the scenery, I wander around so much, everywhere yet nowhere. An eternal cycle. And I'm storming done with it.

I am invisible apparently.

"this is late" heh Anyway. What is your favourite type of chocolate?

Finally got some time to procrastinate from Math homework I've decided on a real good story for Phantom I'll be dropping hints here and there ---------------------------- <Instance loading> <Assimilation complete> <Welcome Phantom Stranger> <OMEGA greets you> -------------------------- Phantom blinked...where was he this time? He grit his teeth and struggled to remember what had happened. Bits of data entered his mind, strands of information, a scent, a sound, a scream. He started, the sudden movement nearly causing him to vomit. He shuddered, shoulders heaving with racks of gagging and coughing. He took a few moments to compose himself, wincing at the burning in his throat. With a final heave he settled, mulling in the silence. He gave a glance at his surroundings. The side of an empty street, the mist hadn't set in yet. The cobbled road holding deep cracks. the buildings rising ominously to both his sides. A scent, a sound, a scream. How did he remember? Usually he would have been in a state of flux as his new self buried itself into his conscious. This time was different, the assimilation hadn't taken as long and he didn't feel like a new person. He looked down at himself and found that he was wearing something incredibly familiar. A suit and trench coat. He checked his pockets, nothing, Interdrive, nothing, nothing. A letter. He fished it out of the letter and inspected it in the slight moonlight. An invitation, and a pang of nostalgia and de ja vu....he had gotten letters like this before. Dear Phantom You have been invited to Fadrex, by the will of Lord Tekiel. And to refuse such an offer would be unprecedented. So First, I shall inform you that anyone reading this letter has a certain quality that we find extraordinary, and we wish to only grow your potential. Whether that be the will to survive these turbulent times, or a certain affinity for anything pointed, we have considered everything. However, we cannot accept everyone that has been invited, so we must first run a simple entrance test. Anyone that passes this test will be allowed in to Fadrex, and if you fail the test, well, we won’t have to worry about that. You will find enclosed within the letter all the information that you need to know before the test starts. We hope to see you next week. Sincerely, The Court Fool He groaned. Not another gathering... <Assimilation complete> He twitched and jerked a little, Assimilation complete? Then what was that referring to last time? Suddenly, a vast new knowledge opened up to him. Wasing the knowing of past lives High Imperial it seemed he was. ------------------------- @Hemalurgic_Headshot (perhaps you could approach me on the street)

Ouch. *pulls out splinter with tweezers.