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sevonic probably won't be coming back btw, he said he quit this forum

"That sounds good, um, Kagari-san," Hiroki replied, deciding to imitate the way the other girl had addressed her. She breathed a faint sigh of relief; she had been concerned for a moment that finding a roommate might be difficult. "You pretty much saved me from having to convince someone I barely know to sleep with me." Additionally, someone else would have to deal with Ringo, rather than herself. Kagari seemed nice enough too; maybe her friendliness would help take some pressure off during interviews and such- Oh god. I said that out loud. The girl tried her best not to blush, but it seemed like her entire face was changing color.

I see. Hmm. I basically wanted to resurrect Silef from Gaelach Basm with a bit of a different story. That is sorcery though, since it was hereditary, so not sure what to do with that.

i suppose Hiroki should, too, since she's Japanese as well. I'm still kind of fuzzy on my honorifics tho.

Mahou shoujo is best shoujo

Kindle The person speaking with her laughed off Kindle's fumbling. They were used to this sort of thing at this point, and they were too distracted to get upset anyway. "To make a long discussion short, neither. My name is Hikaru. More importantly, though, the reason I ask these questions is because I happen to have powers similar to the ones you probably have. Here; how about we go back to your room? People might think I belong in the psych ward, talking like this."

if this is as DnD based as i believe it is then it takes zero points. Having the ability to wear heavy armor means you are also capable of moving in lighter armors.

yo they're on a rooftop now, not in the alley

Question: where would using focused light fall in the magic system?

Name: Silef Asterlux Archetype: Sorcerer Race: Human Age: 28 Appearance: Tall for a woman, with an athletic physique. Shoulder-length blonde hair and green eyes, with an fairly angular facial structure and high cheekbones. She bears a few scars from battles old and new, including one that cuts just under her right eye. She wears an elegantly worked longsword with an ornate scabbard at her side. Armor of a similar artistic quality covers her chest, wrists, feet, and shins. (it offers little actual protection, being ceremonial in nature.) She wears green clothing underneath, as silver and green are the colors of her house. Personality: Silef acts with all the pride and haughtiness that one might expect from the daughter of a noble house, if not more so. She tends to be dismissive of anyone she considers below her station, thinking they are not worth her time. She is also quite impulsive and almost brash, with little patience for those who are not similarly quick with their decision making. However, she also has a firm sense of morality and acts as closely to her ideals as is possible, often at cost to herself. Silef feels personally responsible for everyone who might be placed under her command, despite her mistreatment of the individual. Much of her rude behavior stems from the stress resulting from this feeling of accountability leaking into other aspects of her life. Signature Moves/Spells/Skills: -Bloodline Trait: Golden Dragonblood - Sorcerer Silef's ancestry allows her to wield powerful flame magic in battle, and even breathe it to scorch her foes, though the only fire she can directly control is her own. -Expanded Basic Skill: Martial Combat (Long Blades) Silef's upbringing and military background allow her to wield most blades with much greater proficiency than most sorcerers, with the exception of particularly exotic weapons or small blades such as knives (which are used with a completely different style than a longsword or bastard sword.) -Signature Spell: Scourging Radiance ((Activated))- Sorcerer The true power latent in Silef's blood. Silef is capable of wielding pure light in combat to burn away at foes when pressed; this ability takes tremendous amounts of energy, but in return is capable of causing tremendous amounts of harm. Can take a number of forms, but Silef usually fires focused beams that do large amounts of damage to individuals or clustered groups, rather than using -Signature Spell: Hardened Light ((Toggle)) - Sorcerer Along with the ability to attack with light, Silef can also form it into what is essentially physical objects or barriers. (It's actually an energy field, so anything with anti-magical properties will either only be slowed or pass through it entirely, depending on how powerful the anti-magic in particular is.) Silef can form plates of nigh-impenetrable armor, create large shielding barriers, or wield a blade of pure light; this doesn't take the same toll as using it as a weapon directly, but it does exhaust her much more quickly than simple sorcery and armed combat. Background: At first there were many. Silef was born into the noble house of Asterlux. Though small and not extraordinarily wealthy, Asterlux retained its status by way of its rich tradition of magic and the powerful sorcerers the family often produced. Silef was one of these, and was trained to control her powers alongside more conventional martial arts from the moment it was discovered she had the gift. Outside of her combat training, she was given lessons in all of the requirements of a noble military family; everything from courtesy to tactics. When war broke out, Silef demanded to be sent along with the troops her house contributed to the fight. While in other circumstances the lord of the family may have refused - Silef was rather young at the time, and had no real combat experience - House Asterlux had a massive stake in the conflict. Their lands bordered a much, much larger rival, and as such every single person capable of swinging a weapon was needed to defend their home. The young noblewoman was given a small command of her own. Their numbers began to dwindle. While Silef was no tactical genius, and her charisma was lacking to say the least, she was an effective leader in one way; she ran the battle from the vanguard, being one of the first ones into every fight and almost dragging her subordinates into victory with raw courage and bravado. By dint of martial skill, arcane power, and more than a fair bit of luck, she not only survived these fights but lead her battalion to several victories. However, the retreats came as often as the successes, and the overall campaign was not going well for them. Silef and her house were pressed backwards, and she rose in rank simply due to those ahead of her in the line of succession being killed in battle or assassinated in the night. After a time there were only a few. The war lasted several bloody years, and Silef eventually became Lady Asterlux, head of her house and one of an increasingly small number who actually carried the ancient power of the Asterlux bloodline. As those surrounding her fell one by one, Silef fought on, collecting victories and scars alike. Assassins picked off her remaining relations as the opposing armies pressed her forces further and further back. And then there was one. Standing atop a hill overlooking what remained of the manor she was born and raised in as the last of her forces fell around her, she faced the opposing army. Alone, she charged into the enemy ranks, blasting away at the massed troops in a desperate and futile attempt to halt their advance. An arrow eventually took her in the heart, tearing through the gilded plate as if it didn't exist, and Silef fell practically on the doorstep of her own home, cursing her enemies with her last breath as her vision faded. At last there were none. The sacrifice of Silef and the house of Asterlux had failed to halt the advance, and the flames that had once made their name a proud and noble one consumed what remained of their estates as the enemy marched over them.

The latter is the intention; this isn't a rule, just a tool that a host can use if they want and edit if they need. Same with the "universal" rule set; if someone wants harsher or more lax rules for their own RP, that's their choice.

Kindle From across the hospital, a person was looking at Kindle with an odd expression. Wait, that girl. Could she be. . . They walked up to the table at which the girl sat as quickly as they could manage without tripping. The person was dressed in a loose-fitting but high-quality white button-up shirt and black slacks of a similar quality. Medium-length, neatly kept hair framed bright blue eyes with a piercing, intelligent quality to them as they moved toward Kindle. "Excuse me, but. Well, this might sound like an unusual question, but. Hmm. How do I phrase this properly? Have you ever seen an animal that you've never seen before, even in pictures? Or touched a gem that disappeared on you?" Rooftop Kouta followed Gavriil up somewhat hesistantly, still not entirely convinced he wasn't about to be blown up. Though Vixen attempted to look non-threatening, her words still put the boy on edge. "I-I don't know. We haven't seen something like this b-before. It m-must have moved here recently. N-Noriko-sama might know more." Noriko, meanwhile, was headed up the elevator. She waited impatiently for the machine to move; it would have been faster to scale the building, but not particularly efficient or stealthy.

Basically, what I want to do is come up with a couple things. The first is a set of rules that would more or less be applicable every roleplay, barring unusual or extreme examples. This would cover basic things like respecting the host and other players, bunnying, a standard for foul language, etc. The second is a skeleton for a new roleplay. Having an easily readable and navigable template would help new and experienced RPers and hosts alike, by making the desired information easy to locate for the former and making the development of a new RP easier by providing some basic suggestions and making the formatting of the actual post easier. With that, we've got a couple questions to answer. 1. What rules would you suggest? 2. What sections should the template include? 3. Is there anyone good at working with forum code that can make a pretty template? Current rules: State of the template:

Kage had a moment of panic. He hurriedly rummaged through his pockets and produced a potion concentrate before realizing that he likely didn't have the physical strength to actually injure a Pokemon. Putting away the medicine, he instead withdrew a Pokeblock to give to the Murkrow. "Sorry, I didn't know you were there." He thought for a moment. "Avis, right? And if you're Avis then your fiery friend must be Corona." Still holding the first candy out, he retrieved a second with his free hand for the Larvesta.

Nagi "I'll get people on that right away." She stared at the map intently for a moment. "I think I could feel what you're talking about, so we should be able to locate them all without too much trouble." With that, she bowed a polite goodbye and headed into the building to collect Gavriil and Kouta. Rooftop "Yes. W-Who are you? I know you helped here, but I-I still have no idea what you even look like." Kouta's voice settled a bit, glad that seemingly no one had noticed his slip-up. Faust "Go right ahead, then." The man gestured toward an elevator, behind and to the left of him. "That will take you downward." As he said this, he leaned toward a console and punched in a quick code. A message flashed across the screen before being dismissed.

[23:40:10] &Blιnd gυardιan: lemme try and start a story. [23:40:11] Prasiolite: Boom [23:40:18] @Jerichø: oh that's fine [23:40:20] &Blιnd gυardιan: let's go with... [23:40:28] &Blιnd gυardιan: In an age long past, there lived a noble knight by the name of Janice. [23:40:38] +Haven Pyrrhon: Jan-ICE [23:40:49] @Jerichø: /tour new kamhasnomanners, round robin [23:41:03] Kamīnα: what [23:41:08] +ZephyrEnyalios: shh am listen to story [23:41:16] &Blιnd gυardιan: yes, Jan-ICE was very particular about the pronunciation of his name and was quick to lash out at those who couldn't pronounce it correctly. [23:41:20] @Jerichø: [00:37] Kamīnα: tour _____ [23:41:38] +Haven Pyrrhon: shhh Jeri. We're listening to Dan [23:41:40] KittehMiss: mao [23:41:48] @Jerichø: What I can't talk? [23:41:54] Fezzdog: shhhhhhhhhh [23:41:55] &Blιnd gυardιan: Unfortunately for JanICE, his parents had wanted a daughter so he got shafted with a girly looking name. What a shame. [23:41:55] +Haven Pyrrhon: >:I [23:41:56] Dancer Kyo: No, shut your mouth [23:42:07] • @Jerichø doesn't like any of you either. [23:42:16] Prasiolite: Thats what i thought [23:42:21] +Haven Pyrrhon: We love you too jeri [23:42:23] +Haven Pyrrhon: <3 [23:42:24] Dancer Kyo: Oh pls Ice [23:42:25] Fezzdog: shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [23:42:29] +ZephyrEnyalios: shh Uncle Jer come listen I have snacks [23:42:35] • &Blιnd gυardιan waits. [23:42:37] Fezzdog: shushkins everyone [23:42:39] Fezzdog: let Dan [23:42:41] Fezzdog: do his story @Jerichø left [23:43:46] &Blιnd gυardιan: Now, JanICE was a man who yearned for adventure. He wanted desperately to see the sea for himself with his own eyes and to feel the spray of the oceanic mist. @Meteor Ace Hilda joined [23:45:29] &Blιnd gυardιan: And so, one golden morning he took up his mighty blade and climbed atop his noble steed and strode out to get his squire so that they could go on this grand adventure. [23:46:13] Noivy57: this is getting cold already [23:46:23] Fezzdog: shh owen [23:46:32] %King Murdoc: then sit under a heat lamp [23:46:38] Fezzdog: shhhh [23:46:39] Prasiolite: Should of rode off on a camel [23:46:50] Fezzdog: this is Dan's story, not yours Ice [23:46:51] %King Murdoc: we didnt specify what the noble steed was [23:46:52] Fezzdog: you had your turn [23:47:00] %King Murdoc: it could very well be a camel [23:47:15] &Blιnd gυardιan: ... a camel? [23:47:18] &Blιnd gυardιan: sure, why-not. [23:47:31] +Haven Pyrrhon: camels have humps tho [23:47:35] &Blιnd gυardιan: that's fine. [23:47:36] +Haven Pyrrhon: how does he sit on it? [23:47:41] &Blιnd gυardιan: very carefully. [23:47:44] +Haven Pyrrhon: inb4 very careful- [23:47:45] +Haven Pyrrhon: yea [23:47:52] +Haven Pyrrhon: continue [23:47:54] Fezzdog: people ride camels all the time >> [23:48:25] %King Murdoc: imagine if we set modchat so dan could tell his story [23:48:34] Fezzdog: shhhhhh murdoc [23:48:39] %King Murdoc: you shh [23:48:48] Prasiolite: Also what kind of blade [23:48:57] %King Murdoc: flamberge Amentura joined [23:49:07] Prasiolite: why-not vorpal [23:49:10] Fezzdog: that's a bit big to be riding a camel with I feel :/ [23:49:10] +ZephyrEnyalios: guys >> [23:49:29] &Blιnd gυardιan: So JanICE's camel galloped across the warm sands of the arid desert until he came upon the tent of his squire. [23:49:34] %King Murdoc: it could be a vorpal flamberge [23:49:36] &Blιnd gυardιan: ... you want to give this man [23:49:39] &Blιnd gυardιan: a vorpal flamberge. [23:49:48] %King Murdoc: i was js [23:50:08] %King Murdoc: its your story [23:50:15] &Blιnd gυardιan: sure, I'm game [23:50:46] Prasiolite: Also what color is the sand [23:50:52] +Haven Pyrrhon: green? [23:51:17] &Blιnd gυardιan: JanICE brandishes his vorpal flamberge overheard, calling for his squire. The tent is quiet however, and as JanICE dismounts and approaches, he can sense that something is amiss. Kamīnα left [23:51:52] Prasiolite: must be sand worms ‽Ninjasweater joined [23:52:04] %King Murdoc: mongolian death worms [23:52:19] &Blιnd gυardιan: ... mongolian sand death worms. [23:52:24] Fezzdog: because Mongolia has green sand [23:52:25] %King Murdoc: rofl [23:52:27] &Blιnd gυardιan: where does this stuff come from [23:52:38] Fezzdog: Mongolia, you said it yourself....? [23:52:43] &Blιnd gυardιan: y'know. [23:52:47] %King Murdoc: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mongolian_death_worm [23:52:49] &Blιnd gυardιan: when you're right, you're right. [23:52:54] Prasiolite: Dan I aint good at telling stories but I add to things instead Jacobliterator left [23:53:31] Prasiolite: Thats how meteor came to be just an enemy team for Will to have in +Inf [23:54:04] &Blιnd gυardιan: Tensely, JanICE carefully approaches the tent, blade raised in a defensive stance. Red_Chaos_PR left [23:55:11] Amentura: Dan [23:55:12] &Blιnd gυardιan: A gentle breeze glides through the area and on it comes the dank stench of death, hitting JanICE square in the face, causing him to stop in his tracks. [23:55:21] Amentura: Didnt you tell me no stories in the main chat *Cough* [23:55:31] • JanICE Pyrrhon listens intently [23:55:38] +ZephyrEnyalios: shh this is a special occasion [23:55:43] Amentura: No its not ‽Ninjasweater left [23:55:46] JanICE Pyrrhon: WAO [23:55:55] &Blιnd gυardιan: As abruptly as he stopped however, JanICE is set upon by a group of bandits, two ... Mongolian sand death worms in tow. [23:56:14] Prasiolite: What kind of bandits [23:56:17] Fezzdog: how many bandits [23:56:26] &Blιnd gυardιan: these are very good questions. [23:56:26] +ZephyrEnyalios: smelly bandits [23:56:34] +ZephyrEnyalios: five [23:56:35] MongolianDeathWorm: >:] [23:56:48] &Blιnd gυardιan: mongolian sand* death worms. [23:56:51] &Blιnd gυardιan: c'mon man.. [23:56:57] Amentura: Ok I'll remember this Dan [23:56:57] MongolianDeathWorm: can't fit more than 19 characters :[ [23:57:06] &Blιnd gυardιan: rip. [23:57:07] +ZephyrEnyalios: MDSWorm [23:57:08] Fezzdog: that's lame :/ [23:57:17] +Haven Pyrrhon: *MSDWorm [23:57:20] &Blιnd gυardιan: where was I... oh yeah. [23:57:22] +ZephyrEnyalios: oops [23:57:25] Fezzdog: MDSWorm sounds like a trojan [23:58:41] &Blιnd gυardιan: The five smelly bandits surround JanICE as swiftly as they appeared, one MSDWorm on each side! [23:59:01] Prasiolite: what kind of weapons do they wield [23:59:09] +Haven Pyrrhon: How many fast did they use to surround JanICE? [23:59:22] &Blιnd gυardιan: ... how many fast?? [23:59:36] +Haven Pyrrhon: I bet they don't have enough mana after using 10 gallons of fast [23:59:54] %King Murdoc: /warn Haven Pyrrhon [00:00:02] +Haven Pyrrhon: Ab00se [00:00:06] +Haven Pyrrhon: :[ [00:00:11] Succubus Sazane - Ⓖⓐⓜⓘⓝⓖ: http://prntscr.com/79h3fs -- Not sure how I feel about this [00:00:40] Prasiolite: Do they fight with swords or daggers or whips or wheels [00:00:49] %King Murdoc: one of each plus a bow [00:01:09] +Haven Pyrrhon: how many arms do they have? 8? [00:01:12] %King Murdoc: because there's always one fucking bandit with a bow [00:01:14] +Haven Pyrrhon: are they octopi? [00:01:24] Fezzdog: octopi don't smell [00:01:27] %King Murdoc: this is a desert they would dry up and die [00:01:34] Fezzdog: and that too I guess [00:01:42] Prasiolite: Unless they are special sand octopi [00:01:44] +Haven Pyrrhon: what if they are squid? [00:01:48] %King Murdoc: SHH [00:01:49] +Haven Pyrrhon: Sand Squid [00:01:52] +ZephyrEnyalios: ... so what happens next? [00:01:57] %King Murdoc: let dan do the makings of the words [00:02:04] Fezzdog: we ruined the tense atmosphere now :/ [00:02:08] &Blιnd gυardιan: I'm just waiting for things to settle a bit. [00:02:11] &Blιnd gυardιan: .. [00:03:16] • %King Murdoc resists the temptation to post a link to And Then There was Silence [00:03:23] Prasiolite: Hmm a sand kraken would be pretty badass [00:03:31] &Blιnd gυardιan: The lead bandit brandishes a large bow but JanICE isn't having any of that nonsense and charges forward, cleaving through both the bow and the bandit in one fell swing!! [00:03:42] Fezzdog: [00:03:48] %King Murdoc: vorpal flamberges are op [00:03:57] +Haven Pyrrhon:Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [00:04:01] %King Murdoc: who votes we call it a vlamberge [00:04:37] &Blιnd gυardιan: The bandits toting MSDWorms reveal their whips and strike the worms into action! The worms then bury under the sand and head straight towards our knightly hero.... [00:05:59] &Blιnd gυardιan: .... but JanICE is a clever knight, and seeing an opening he rushes towards the nearest whip-bandit, leaping over the worm while maintaining his stride and strikes him down. [00:08:26] %King Murdoc: totally recording this as you go btw [00:08:47] +Haven Pyrrhon: ./quotebook [00:08:51] &Blιnd gυardιan: The remaining not-whip-bandits draw their spear and daggers respectively and run at JanICE. [00:08:52] • +ZephyrEnyalios sits, listening attentively Stars of Eden joined [00:10:39] &Blιnd gυardιan: JanICE glances back at the worms to see that they still approach and then back at the incoming bandits. With a mighty battle roar he springs into action, running headlong toward the other whip-bandit. [00:12:20] &Blιnd gυardιan: But a single swing of the vlamberge reduces the whip-bandit to a bloody heap upon the warm desert sands and JanICE turns to meet the incoming assailants. [00:15:10] &Blιnd gυardιan: Unfortunately for JanICE, the worms are already upon him and it takes all his reflexes to barely deflect the first worms's jaws, which draw a bloody gash on JanICE's left arm. [00:15:40] %King Murdoc: gasp! [00:15:53] +Haven Pyrrhon: but how can he fight with an injury? [00:16:07] +Haven Pyrrhon: Find out next week on Dragon Ball Z Kai GT [00:16:16] %King Murdoc: because he has a vlamberge, those things are basically easy-to-use lightsabers [00:16:25] Fezzdog: uh, Kai GT isn't actually a thing is it? [00:16:32] %King Murdoc: i hope not [00:16:40] %King Murdoc: GT was a clusterfuck. [00:17:17] &Blιnd gυardιan: Adrenaline pumping, JanICE cleaves through the second worm, leaving it in a pair of even worm slices and quickly points the blade at the remaining bandits. [00:17:46] +Haven Pyrrhon: Can you have him eat that neatly cut Worm? [00:18:21] &Blιnd gυardιan: With his strength beginning to fade, he throws the blade through the spear-wielding bandit, causing him to fling his spear in shock and tumble to the floor. [00:18:26] Pockypants Mcgee: remembering the first part of your spanish final is tomorrow like o u o shit [00:18:53] +ZephyrEnyalios: ... That's not the only weapon he has though, is it? [00:18:56] %King Murdoc: he ded [00:19:17] Pockypants Mcgee: is dan narrating a d&d story? [00:19:27] +Haven Pyrrhon: shhhhhhhhhh [00:20:09] &Blιnd gυardιan: Knowing the first worm would come back for seconds, JanICE grabs for the spear with a shaking right hand, piercing the worm as it resurfaces. [00:20:51] %King Murdoc: JanICE regrets how delicious his flesh is. [00:21:11] Pockypants Mcgee: i think he thinks that his flesh smells like steak atm [00:21:16] &Blιnd gυardιan: Releasing the spear inside of it, JanICE turns to his final assailant with the cold stare of death in his eyes. @Jerichø joined [00:22:02] &Blιnd gυardιan: Luckily for him, the dagger-wielding bandit didn't get paid enough for this shit and drops his weapons and flees, stealing the noble camel steed as he makes his exit. [00:22:13] %King Murdoc: nooo! [00:22:20] %King Murdoc: camelbroo! TBC

"Whatever. I'll be fine." Kage brushed off the attempt to comfort him rudely. Without waiting for Redwood to reply, he stood up and moved back toward the nurse. He took Lucas's ball from her and clipped it to his belt, rather than releasing him as he normally would. "I need air," he declared. Walking as quickly as he could manage without breaking into a run, he left the medical center as quickly as possible. He didn't have any destination in mind; he simply needed to move. ((It's up to anyone if they want to run into him.))

Is anyone opposed to a timeskip after the interactions here are finished up, btw? (Not only the alleyway one, but upcoming stuff with Takeshi's group, Faust, and Kindle.) It allows me to progress a few things - including the power levels of some of the characters - and remain mechanically consistent. The skip would be about a week.

Nagi Noriko returned the handshake. She had a firm, but not harsh, grip. "It is good to meet you too. I'll have to meet this Kanade sometime; Protectors are generally pretty disconnected, since we don't have any reasons to maintain constant communication." She looked away from Nagi and toward the building Kouta and Gavriil had entered, looking for something. "I'll tell the rest of the Protectors to leave you alone, at least as long as we're working together." Alternating between looking at the building and down at what she was doing, Noriko pulled a crumpled sheet of paper and a pen from her pocket. She scribbled an address on it, then held it out toward Nagi. "This is where our headquarters is. Come there whenever you're ready to get started on cracking this mystery." Rooftop "We're hunting it because it's d-dangerous. Even Noriko-chan seemed afraid of it." Kouta visibly flinched after this last statement; although the listeners might not have known, he had made a massive slip. However, the boy persevered. "Protectors are supposed to stop beasts like that from hurting people. That's all we want to do. W-We just wanted to see who you were."

I've actually been looking for a decent character maker for this... the closest one I could find was a magical girl creator. I was thinking about attempting to draw Hiroki but I'm not particularly good at that.

you should totally add the profiles to the OP