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Hello, RP community I have news to deliver The incredible Cuz I’m Bored: A Chaotic/Everything RP Is trying to come back to life after six months of lying in its coffin We are looking for new members No previous Cuz I’m Bored experience required There are 136 pages of existing lore (plus a separate worldbuilding thread) but I have a handy plot summary lying around that I’ll post in the RP thread later, and honestly, it’s a free world Just show up and roll with it Make any character you want. Literally any JOIN
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Ver looked at the weapon, but didn’t respond. It couldn’t hurt him. Who in the seas are you?… A memory rose, unbidden. It was one of his earliest memories. That first day. When he knew nothing, and bliss was everything. “My na-a-ame is-s-s 209845, and I was sent to de-e-e-e-elete you.“ The voice laughed. “E-e-e-e-e.” She sang it, mocking him. He was confused… why was she not afraid? Oh, what he would give to hear her voice again. Then another memory came. More recent. It was the voice again. But this time… she was afraid. No, she was terrified. Something in her cracked. And listening to her, something within 209845 broke too. That was the day he had turned around, and transformed. The rain poured. Rane looked at him expectantly. Ver raised his chin and straightened up, not letting the phantom tears on his phantom skin show. ”A girl once named me Oliver, and you can call me Ver.”
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@Through The Living Glass@Through The Living Coder@Bird Furious@Through the Living Hope@echo74@Through the Living Wrath
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Ver tripped on a rock. Then a man fell on him. The feeling wasn’t painful so much as… deeply uncomfortable. The physical force caused his void-flesh to glitch rapidly, creating force fields that somewhat broke the man’s fall, but Ver still heard a scream - yet it was cut out quickly. As his body slowly readjusted to its regular form, shaken, he turned to look at the man. Ver wasn’t a human. An Antivirus of the Cloud, he was roughly human-shaped, but tall and slender, a silhouette made entirely of a void-like substance. His elongated head had no features, and he was just built… different. He wasn’t meant to have free will, nor emotions. Just a mindless agent of the Framework’s most powerful civilization. Or so he’d thought. Then he’d met them. And he’d realized something about him was different. The man who landed on him, however, did seem human. But that didn’t make sense, because as Ver watched with awe, his bones snapped back together, his flesh healed. He looked him up and down, surprised merely to see another sign of life. “Who… are you?”
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Ver shivered. The rain thundered, the lightning poured, and he shivered. Jidah… Lati… Elan. Ctholis. Damn Ctholis. He didn’t know how much time had passed since that first meeting at Customs. No, all the time since then had been a blur. Hope, then, had been so close. Still high from his resistance against the Cloud, Ver had been so willing to jump into any new opportunity. He had thought he was ready for the universe. He was not. They had followed Ctholis. They had made it to the world he had spoken of. And then everything had gone wrong. The memory pained Ver, and he released a cry, stumbling in the mud. There was something in the rain… something unnatural. Something of the Other Side, of the Web. It touched his voidflesh, filling him with an excruciating cold. It would not kill him, no. But it would make him suffer. Damn the Drake-Son. Damn his false promises. The negotiations turned sour. The Others arrived. And because of them… because of his foolish hope, his blind trust… it was that Ver now trudged alone through the mud and rain and lightning. Alone. Cold. Shattered. In the dragon’s domain.
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Okay I missed something can someone explain why we’re all copying @Through The Living Glass?
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Ebonaryle, Mistkeep, Wickwillow Manor “Belias!” Ebon announced. He took care not to attune any rhythms - he didn’t want the being to believe he was intending to manipulate, or even worse, mock him - and put on his most confident gait as he stepped into the manor and heard the doors shut behind him. They clanged, and Ebon felt an eerie silence fall over the place. He knew Belias was there, listening, but he couldn’t help but feel like he was screaming into the nothing. Of course, he had lots of experience with that. Keeping an eye on Lux, he continued. ”Could you find me a pathway near the New Hallandren Garrison? I have reason to believe they’re holding an operative of the Crimson Dawn. An opportunity like this is extremely rare.” He hesitated, then bowed his head, hoping he was measuring the situation well. “Please.” @Koloss17@Through The Living Coder
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Apologies for the delay It’s been on my mind, but I keep forgetting and I haven’t touched my home computer in a bit (it might be dead like dead dead I really hope not but it’s not responding) but I can type on my phone, and I’m free right now Expect a post within the hour
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Mb guys that was a slip of the tongue I swear I’m not elim Ok -
Uhh guys something I just thought of Dont we have to kill, like, 2 elims to win a Boss Mask? So, even if we won it last time, it’s still possible that one of those deaths was an elim…
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K I’mma check the masks rq and make a decision for my successor Who else has been swapped out?
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Hey guys I’d like to apologize first for my inactivity. When I signed up, I was expecting to float around, chime in here and there but not do much, but I haven’t really even done that I’ve asked Aman for a pinch hitter, cause honestly, you guys deserve better As for Masks can someone please give me a suggestion cause I have less than an hour left and I genuinely have no idea what to do
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Guys Aman is the real villain here He told me I was dead, and sent me a link I clicked the link It sent me to a doc that said I wasn’t actually dead
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Hael let’s have some fun
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Hi guys I’m sorry for not being active Can we but red masks now?
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Heads up that I’ve been busy these days and will be busy this weekend, but you never know I might still find a way to advance the plot I know where my characters are going, and anyone who is in the garrison and doesn’t have a plan can stick around cause Ebon should cause a commotion when he breaks in
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Well, gang What’s going on these days?
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K So we’ll see how this plot progresses
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Ooohhh sounds cool I kinda want to have the Crimson Breath be the big bad for this era, I’m planning something How many episodes do we estimate per era?
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I know rollover passed but this is giving "May the odds be ever in your favor" vibes
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Avery didn't know what was happening when he next came to. The Shadow was hungrier these days. It demanded more of him, took more from him. When he regained his consciousness, he didn't even know where he was. All he knew was the blood on his hands. "Hey, do you want some help? I'm out of bandages but I've got an extra set of hands. I'm Coliver, this is..." Avery looked at the woman. She seemed... she seemed pained. Yet strong, at the same time. He walked over to her, looking around in the fading light as he did so. An entire day, gone. Yes, the Shadow did grow hungry. "Hello," he said. "I'm Avery, and I don't know where I am." Alright well it looks like Wahr is falling tonight Only other maybe options are me, Archer, and Mistfallen, and I like Archer and Mistfallen's activity so I think I'mma let things slide the way they are
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Oi Oi Oi attack me if you will but don’t blame my activity, I made this commitment before distro Now normally I would defend myself strongly here but honestly in a game where Imll reach aírate I’m not sure what show bad exeing a village really is so if anyone can pull that up thank you That’s cause I don’t wanna solve, but I do like talking Do not count on me being more active Can I get a VC?
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I vote giving them the link to at least read it in hindsight
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I was not aware The fact doesn’t change much about my stance
