Hello all, this is IItNeverGetsBetterThanThis here today with a new concept that I hope entices some of you to join me on an adventure that you help shape and make quite wonderful.
But first, an intro to the concept of New Game+
CONCEPT
Across all the fields we call fantasy roleplay, we...
"...Cold, isn't it?...
I know it's cold, it is my cathedral. Made eons before the fancy heating systems you all use these days. Ah, to be young and with such wonders at your fingertips.
How about I tell you a story. The story of why I still lay here, trapped in the ground."...
I believe it may be time to return to this old world....
And begin again anew.
Next project: The Apocrypha - The Ten Elements and Twelve Signs
A new world begins again.
I believe it may be time to return to this old world....
And begin again anew.
Next project: The Apocrypha - The Ten Elements and Twelve Signs
A new world begins again.
Ah, my favorite moment.
This one requires some setup. So, TL;DR context:
>We're the last surviving portion of the human race in a post-apocalypse Si-Fi setting, wiped out by rouge AI's with what is practically what would be a machine capable of ordering god to kill/create whatever the user...
God damn it Scrap. I told you I wanted to make my final decision before I let everyone know what was going on.
But yes, I honestly feel like there is a lack of interest in the game as of late, which is to be expected after a two month hiatus, though disappointing. Previously, posts were...
Might be a bad idea to invite me on one statement in the premise alone:
Honestly this tempts me so to use the max power form of my so to say Main RP character.
And if I do, I know at least two people who will join in an attempt to beat me.
And if that happens then the plot of the rp might...
@Jofune Tsurabisu As stated, every strike seemed to do nothing, so no.
As for everyone else, be it a dream or not, it poses, what can only be seen as, a giant threat of some kind
Every strike sent for the machine seemed to bounce off, like as if one were to try to skip stones in order to attack a hydra. every slash, every jab, every blast, fruitless.
In no time at all, the land was devastated, nothing could possibly exist on the pile of rubble this machine was creating...