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Futuristic Virtual lands (Always accepting)

Tonstad39

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The year is 2130 A.D, you are in line waiting in line for one thing: A login to a London VR parlor. Virtual reality is a common feature of both major cities and small towns the world over, used for many things ranging from visiting permanent residents of cyberspace, to video-games that let you to experience whatever you want to experience.

The line is a colorful mix of androids, cyborgs and pure humans like yourself. While there has been long term conflict between the groups in some countries, you inch in line behind your best friend Ace. Ace is a plastic robot with aluminum undercoating and dual 8K cameras, the both of you met at university in a Remedial Algebra class.

You're both seniors in college even though you personally have no idea what exactly to do with your life with a Political Science major. The walls and windows are sleek yet feature Victorian revival gilding and the line barriers have also been painted brass to fit the ornate vibe of the room. You're nearing the front of the line and the ticket booth is only two people away from you and Ace being next in line.

“Can we do this thing together?” Asks Ace excitedly
“Of course we could” you reply “But we would need to pay for two and I doubt that I have that sort of money”
“With all those credit transfers from your mother I would think you would!” Exclaimed Ace cheekily before moving up in line
you reply “She’s just been a little lax in recent years”
“Mama’s boy” stated Ace
“Shut up” you say with a laugh “You’re just jealous”
“Jealous of what?” Asked Ace coming up with a mental syntax error
“Jealous that I got to grow up with people who love and support me” you say “Your mother was an automated assembly line in the engineering armpit that is Texas!”
“OOOH” said a stranger in front of Ace “You just got fried!”
“Nobody asked you!” Exclaimed Ace as the stranger walked up to the ticket booth

You reach into your front pocket to get out your holo ring before putting it on your finger as you look in anticipation at the ticket booth. ‘Finally, an escape' you think not having done this in two years. Possibilities rattle your mind for in Virtual reality you can be anything and do potentially anything. This train of thought was interrupted by the ticket droid saying “Next”

“Oh” you say as you come up to the box office with your holo ring fitting snugly on your finger “Are you two together or separate?” Asked the droid “together” you answer “That’ll be £610 please” said the droid before you press a small button on your holo ring causing a red laser beam to emanate out the front of it. After touching a visible light sensor on the register console, the ring transferred a sizable percentage of your already meager income in a matter of femtoseconds.

“Enjoy” said the droid
“Oh, we will” said Ace happily

You and Ace go into the hallway where you find an array of VR headsets, plugs and ports that connects the player’s brain directly to the VR servers both in the parlor and beyond. People wearing the headsets would seem motionless or vacantly walking around as the AI of their helmets control their bodies while the brain is used as a controller for a virtual body.

“It’s been two years” you say in anticipation

“Indeed it has” Said Ace endearingly sitting down near a helmet at the end of the hallway just where it begins to meet another. You sit down next to your best friend as the both of you put your respective helmets on. Your vision goes from seeing a decently lit hallway to total darkness at the second you put the helmet on.

Ace would have a USB lead jut out from beneath his helmet to plug into a port in the back of its head. You, however open your eyes to a sudden white flash as nanomachines prep your brain for leaving its spinal cord. The process is relatively painless as a minute later you are greeted with the all too familiar sensation of nothing, hearing nothing and feeling nothing. You have previously heard lobby muzak and felt your clothes, but now that your plain is disconnected from the spine everything became absolutely nothing.

You haven’t died as the helmet’s AI keeps your physical blood pumping and your muscles moved every now and then so the wearer doesn’t atrophy. The helmet is also responsible for keeping the body nourished and taken care of while the user has vacated. Your experience as of now isn’t tied to a material world, now it is experiencing the virtual world. This means that nearly everything that your polygonal counterpart feels, you feel as your brain is the controller as well as the monitor, making the immersion into the virtual world is perfectly seamless.

You begin to see a bay reality that you haven’t seen in years, a white void with a mirror to showcase your avatar as the words “Welcome back, ___” appear two feet away from your face in black helvetica font. Your avatar starts out with an exact likeness of you in real life, with ___. Your avatar is completely nude by default, you make the avatar move the way you would move in real life. You wiggle your fingers around and make a few faces to the virtual mirror and your avatar does exactly that. Each limb and appendage as the same tactibillity as it would have on your physical body.

After you have gotten acclimated to your digital body, the welcome text floats away from you vanishing in the mirror. “I remember this” you say expecting to be player two, like last time. Different text now appeared behind you backwards “customize yourself and your reality, Player one” in the mirror it would seem easy to read as you look at the mirror wondering just what sort of reality to lock your friend into. “___” you say tapping the mirror revealing a number of alternate models before you type in ____.

rules
1. Vote by filling in the blanks or by choosing a preselected poll
2. No pornographic themes alloud
3. Don’t be too OP

[POLLS]

1. What is your name?
A. Ashley
B. Jenna
C. Sean
D. Eric
E. Make up a first name

2. What do you look like?
A. Dark brown skinned with black curly hair and brown eyes,
B. Brown skinned with straight black hair and blue eyes
C. Pale brown skin with hazel eyes and dark brown hair
D. Fair skin with blonde hair and green eyes
E. Write in a human appearence

3.What reality do you want to be in?
A. Afghani war
B. A medieval fantasy
C. an intergalactic expedition
D. Writer's choice
E. Write in

4. What do you want to be?
A. dragon
B. penguin
C. chimpanzee
D. Writer's choice
E. Write in

OOC: Virtual lands OOC
Archive sans voting: Virtual Lands by Tim Onstad
 
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1. D, Eric. He called us mama’s boy so we’re male. Personal preference besides that.
2. D, Fair skin with blonde hair and green eyes. 🤷‍♂️ Personal preference.
3. C, Intergalactic expedition.
4. A, Dragon. Space dragons!
 
1. What is your name?
D. Eric | dude... nice...
2. What do you look like?
C. Pale brown skin with hazel eyes and dark brown hair | double shrug
3. What reality do you want to be in?
C. an intergalactic expedition | since we're going futuristic we need to aim for a truly out of this world experience and party where no man has ever partied.
4. What do you want to be?
A. dragon | the lizard people were behind it all along. we might have some trouble communicating with space penguins and space chimpanzees, but otherwise you can't go wrong with the S-tier.
 
“Welcome back, Eric” appear two feet away from your face in black helvetica font. Your avatar starts out with an exact likeness of you in real life, with Pale brown skin with hazel eyes and black hair. Your avatar is completely nude by default, you make the avatar move the way you would move in real life. You wiggle your fingers around and make a few faces to the virtual mirror and your avatar does exactly that. Each limb and appendage as the same tactibillity as it would have on your physical body.

After you have gotten acclimated to your digital body, the welcome text floats away from you vanishing in the mirror. “I remember this” you say expecting to be player two, like last time. Different text now appeared behind you backwards “customize yourself and your reality, Player one” in the mirror it would seem easy to read as you look at the mirror wondering just what sort of reality to lock your friend into. “Intergalactic Exploration” you say tapping the mirror revealing a number of alternate models before you type in ‘Dragon’

The keyboard would vanish as your genitals turned into a cloaca and your hands and toes sprouted claws. Your body would become armored and scaley as your neck extended outwards. Your face became a beastly muzzle full of razor sharp teeth. You’d grow in size as the mirror would grow with you. Two spikey horns came out of your head and you let out a great, beastly roar as your batlike wongs finish forming.

You soon exhale ____ as you admire your ____ scaley form with your yellow eye slits. An onscreen promt would pop up saying ‘Eric, what would you like to make player two, Ace into’ You soon try to type, but your great paws aren’t bearly dexterous enough. You say “___” in a deep rolling voice with your English cockney peaking through the growl.

What type of dragon are you?
A. Fire
B. Ice
C. Gm’s choice
D. Type in

What is your scale pattern?
A. Black
B. Red
C. Write
D. Green

What should Ace be?
A. His IRL self
B. A human
C. His normal avatar
D. A monkey
E. A penguin
 
1. A. Fire. Space is cold, need something to warm them up.
2. B. Red. Duh.
3. A. His IRL avatar. Fits with the theme.
 
What type of dragon are you?
A. Fire | Also known as instant propellant.
What is your scale pattern?
B. Red | I was going to say black, because that's the color of outer space, but this could be a recipe for disaster.
What should Ace be?
C. His normal avatar | But what is his normal avatar?
 
You soon exhale Fire as well as a large pillar of smoke as you admire your red scaley form with your yellow eye slits. An onscreen promt would pop up saying ‘Eric, what would you like to make player two, Ace into’ You soon try to type, but your great paws aren’t bearly dexterous enough. You say “Make him his usual avatar” in a deep rolling voice with your English cockney peaking through the growl “I rather not Humiliate him.”

The mirror vanished and the sky turned black with red twinkles. A gas giant loads in soon afterword with red and beige clouds. You feel the texture of a rocky moon under your paws as you look up at other moons that appear pixelated at first, but soon become fully rendered in a matter of minutes. You lie down on your moon with rocks feeling like nothing until hunger pains kick in as if your dragon avatar is your real body.

“Must be time for their party” you mutter noticing the sensation as you get up and take a running start on the moon’s lackluster gravity before you extend your wings and fly far above the lunar surface. You soon see a ____ in the distance and through one of its windows, you see an anime style schoolgirl “Ahh, that must be Ace” you say before ____.

You are a boss battle waiting to happen, while the party of Avatars does ____ with ___ NPCs as part of their story mode.

1. Where is the party?
A. a flying Spaceship
B. a moonbase
C. GM’s choice
D. type in

2. How do you want to trigger your own bossfight
A. Breathing fire
B. Flying into it
C. Roaring
D. Type in

3. What’s the objective
A. Millitary drills
B. Business planning
C. Monster slaying
D. Expedition

4. What are the NPCs
A. Humans
B. Robots
C. Aliens
D. Cyborgs
E. Mutants

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1. Where is the party?
A. a flying spaceship | The better to explore space with, yes?
2. How do you want to trigger your own bossfight
C. Roaring | Imagine relaxing on the moon when one day a spaceship just flies in out of nowhere. It's big, it's noisy, and it's disturbing your rest. We're only asking that they leave politely.
We could also try good old-fashioned space piracy instead if anyone's interested... but otherwise this'll work.
3. What's the objective
D. Expedition | Exploration is always an exciting objective, and it beats going mercenary any day of the week.
4. What are the NPCs
C. Aliens | Can't go wrong with racial variety. We've got humans, space penguins, cool aliens... and Ace. This is what space expeditions are all about.
 
1. Where is the party?
A. a flying Spaceship.
Agreed
2. How do you want to trigger your own bossfight?
C. Roaring
Agreed
3. What’s the objective
A. Millitary drills
Let’s scare the trainees with the real thing. It’d be hilarious.
4. What are the NPCs
C. Aliens
Agreed.
 
“Must be time for their party” you mutter noticing the sensation as you get up and take a running start on the moon’s lackluster gravity before you extend your wings and fly far above the lunar surface. You soon see a Spaceship flying off in the distance in the distance and through one of its windows, you see an anime style schoolgirl “Ahh, that must be Ace” you say before roaring at it while it prepares for landing.

You are a boss battle waiting to happen, while the party of Avatars does Military drills with Birdlike NPCs as part of their story mode. The spaceship soon crashlands as it shakes up and down landing frontfirst into the lunar surface.

You fly over there only to freeze in midair as a cutscene plays out inside. You can hear all the dialog from inside as the game puts you back a hundred metwrs and a giant health bar appears over your head.

“Men!” said the Pengian corpral “We’ve got a code two-one-two, get your weapons and kill that motherfucker! We need supplies to gather so we can breathe, do you understand!?”

“But sir” complained NPC what if we just lead it away “How about we get rid of our bases in the colonies, Now move and I don’t even want to see your beak around here! Understand!”

“Yes sir” sighed the NPC “Good said the General, now get in positions!” The cutscene ended as the game forces you back several meters so the players could see you land in front of their windows. “__” you groan as a slough of custom avatars empty out of the ship in their suits with phasers and other weapons in hand.

You start off the fight by __ the players as one swears at you in __.

1. What the first thing you say after the cutscence?
A. Grrrr
B. Who dares land on my moon?
C. I will devour you measly humans
D. Type in

2. What is your first move?
A. Exhaling flame on the ship
B. Exhailing flame on the players.
C. Ramming into the ship as well as the players
D. Eat the players

3. What language is the foreign player yelling?
A. Arabic
B. Russian
C. Chinese
D. German
E. type in
 
1. What the first thing you say after the cutscene?
B. Who dares land on my moon?
Epic and makes sense based on prior reasoning.

2. What is your first move?
B. Exhaling flame on the players.
Give them the option to route they’ll be needing it.

3. What language is the foreign player yelling?
D. German
🤷‍♂️
 
1. What the first thing you say after the cutscene?
B. Who dares land on my moon? | They must've missed the huge 'no trespassing' sign on the way here.
2. What is your first move?
B. Exhaling flame on the players. | Yes, let's show our hand.
3. What language is the foreign player yelling?
B. сука блять
 
The cutscene ended as the game forces you back several meters so the players could see you land in front of their windows. “Who dares land on my moon!” you groan as a slough of custom avatars empty out of the ship in their suits with phasers and other weapons in hand.

You start off the fight by exhaling fire onto the players, giving each model severe burns in the process as a grey alien avatar swears at you in Russian. You see all their health bars go down due to the burns before you feel a pricking from a player’s phaser. You feel the same hunger you felt when everything was rendering, so you rear your head and whack most of the players in the process with your great girth. Your tail also knocked over the space capsule, you fear opening your mouth since that might be the weakspot as you feel two players grabbing onto your body near your wings.

You exhale more fire at the players as a wave of exaustion overrids you for a player attempted to ___ . You draw your wings open before fimly hitting the both of them with your left wing. Next, you ___ while you have over 200/370 hp remaining and you might be in an injured daze, but it’s better than getting defeated. Players still fire at you as you proclaim “___”

Why are you so tired?
A. Someone jammed a painkiller syringe into your rump
B. Someone launched a smoke grenade near your face
C. Type in

What is your next move?
A. Fly up with the players on your back
B. Attempt to gord some players with your horns
C. Eat some players
D. Type-in

What is your ultimadum?
A. You puny ones hardly stand a chance against me!
B. I will kill every last one of you if you ruin my moon!
C. If your leader won’t come out now, I will hapily send your pathetic vehicle into obit
D. I survived an astroid shower, so why don’t you give up while you still can!
E. If you kill me, you’ll have a Republic to answer to!
 
Why are you so tired?
A. Someone jammed a painkiller syringe into your rump.
Smoke on a fire dragon would be nothing.
What is your next move?
A. Fly up with the players on your back
Have to do something dramatic before we talk.
What is your ultimatum?
B. I will kill every last one of you if you ruin my moon!
Fits with our other lines.
 
Why are you so tired?
A. Someone jammed a painkiller syringe into your rump | man, I can't shake this painkiller high man. it's intense man.
What is your next move?
A. Fly up with the players on your back | i'm touching the sky man
What is your ultimatum?
B. I will kill every last one of you if you ruin my moon! | ohhhhhhhhh shit... this isn't a military exercise... this is a plot by the evil space federation to bleed the moon dry of its resources!
they've been working for those goddamned space penguins all along!
 
You exhale more fire at the players as a wave of exhaustion overrids you for a player attempted to Jab you in the hind leg with a painkiller syringe.You draw your wings open before fimly hitting the both of them with your left wing. Next, you Fly well over a twenty meters in the air while you have over 200/370 hp remaining and you might be in an injured daze, but it’s better than getting defeated. Players still fire at you as you proclaim “I will kill every last one of you if you ruin my moon!” playing off the game’s story.

You keep ascending at a steep angle going higher and higher until all the shots resembled rays of light. You feel your tail getting tugged tighter and tighter so at the expense of crashing down onto the lunar surface, you whip your tail around, flinging the players off and they soon crashed onto the soil below with a great ‘boom’ as their oxygens burst open. An exp. bar blocks your vision before it fills up and empties, it vanished out of sight as san serif text blocked the lower portion of your sight reading ‘Congratulations D@rksl@de, you are now lavel 35!’

You groaned at the sight of your old username ‘Did I really have to be so edgy then’ you wonder as the level up text went away before lasers shoot at you and ____. “Halt” said the general holding up his right flipper “We’ve only recently charted this territory and we need to know more about the nobility of this system”

“General!” said the npc “He already killed two soldiers, don’t you think we ought to put him out of his misery?”

“Well” replied the general “___”

How accurate are the players?
A. they hit you in the chest
B. they graze your wings
C. They miss
D. they get your muzzle
E. write in

What’s the next plan of attack?
A. Fix the ship and retreat
B. Let us get intel on this system
C. Fix the ship and fight him in the sky
D. attack & kill him
 
How accurate are the players?
B. they graze your wings | They're stupid, but not that stupid. They looked up our weak points on the wiki beforehand.
What's the next plan of attack?
B. Let us get intel on this system | They probably know when it's a good idea to cut their losses as well. Maybe a slightly less dangerous task would be more suitable for players of this level, wouldn't you agree?
i mean
militaries are always in need of intel as well
 
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How accurate are the players?
B. they graze your wings
FRA.
What’s the next plan of attack?
A. Fix the ship and retreat
They're here for military drills remember. They probably don't need intel.
 
You groaned at the sight of your old username ‘Did I really have to be so edgy then’ you wonder as the level up text went away before lasers shoot at you and graze your wings, with som creating large holes through your wings. You soon end up nosediving into a nearby soil clreating a large crater of rock and soot. Your hp drops to 120 as you caugh out ash and smoke. You extend your neck up to the ship as a cutscene played out.

“Halt” boomed the general holding up his right flipper “We’ve only recently charted this territory and we need to know more about the nobility of this system”

“General!” said the npc “He already killed two soldiers, don’t you think we ought to put him out of his misery?”

“Well” replied the general “Let’s fix the ship and retreat, none of the troops have proper training.” He looked out towards the soldiers and commanded “Let’s repair the ship and retreat, we need more training before we take on giant extraterrestrials”

The cutscene ended as the players all ran into to the ship’s still functional airlock. You use your heat vision to vaguely see through the capsule where all ___ players are inside duscussing strategies. You are wounded and exhausted as you wonder what to to next. You crawl off the pain looking down upon the crashes ship “I’ll ___” you mutter

How many players are in this server?
A. 8
B. 12
C. 10
D. Type in

What are you going to do?
A. Fly away and let them repair the ship
B. Kill them all for the exp.
C. help them out
 
How many players are in this server?
C. 10 | I don't really care too much how many there are, but now I know this was basically a whole raid boss thing.
What are you going to do?
A. Fly away and let them repair the ship | We don't need to kill them unless they come back and it would be beneath us to help them.
 
How many players are in this server?
C. 10 | I don't really care too much how many there are, but now I know this was basically a whole raid boss thing.
What are you going to do?
A. Fly away and let them repair the ship | We don't need to kill them unless they come back and it would be beneath us to help them.
I don’t care about the first one and I agree with the second.
 
The cutscene ended as the players all ran into to the ship’s still functional airlock. You use your heat vision to vaguely see through the capsule where all 10players are inside duscussing strategies. You are wounded and exhausted as you wonder what to to next. You crawl off the pain looking down upon the crashes ship “I’ll just leave them be” you mutter before flying away and leaving them to repair the ship. You continue to flap your wings for they still have gaping holes jutting through them. You severly need healing, but you carry on otherwise.

The scenery is nothing, but black sky, grey luner surface and a __ sun in the sky. You wonder if you’ll despawn from the game and end up back in the VR lobby when ___, causing you to land. You are exhausted, wounded and starving as you look at your surroundings as you begin to feel lightheaded until ___.

What color is the sun?
A. White
B. Yellow
C. Red
D. Blue

What made you land?
A. you ran into an invisible wall
B. type-in
C. You spotted some Dragon npcs
D. you spotted a cave

What happens next?
A. you spawn out of the game
B. You try to forage for food
C. Type-in
 
What color is the sun?
C. Red | Beautiful, blood-red sun. It's a view worth killing for.
What made you land?
C. You spotted some Dragon npcs | It'll be easier to recuperate back in civilization. Maybe we'll be able to trade or start some side quests or something, who knows?
What happens next?
B. You try to forage for food | Gotta restore those HPs somehow.
 
What color is the sun?
C. Red

What made you land?
D. you spotted a cave
Tired, hungry.
What happens next?
B. You try to forage for food
FRA. Both mine and clown’s.
 
The scenery is nothing, but black sky, grey luner surface and a red sun in the sky. You wonder if you’ll despawn from the game and end up back in the VR lobby when you see a large flock of dragon npcs inside of a cave, causing you to land. You are exhausted, wounded and starving as you look at your surroundings as you begin to feel lightheaded until you attempt to forage for food. You get to the Dragon NPCs who upon you crawling in the cave start talking to you.

“Governer!” said the npc “What are you going to do about these intruders!”

“Just let them into the system.” you say before the game’s dialog speaks through your model “They’re not working with the Quldiks or anything, they’re of a people that I hardly recognize.”

“We elected you govorner to protect this noble solar system!” complained another NPC

“Whatever!” you say “I’m hungry and tired, let’s go under for Salkis!”

And just like that, all the dragons follow you down through the cave comprised of ash colored dirt as it descended well over a couple hundred meters to an underwater lake. “We also noticed holes in your wings, they can’t be all that passive!” exclaimed an npc.

“Their generals called the whole thing off” you say “It’s nothing to worry about now”

“Whatever you say, Governer” replied the NPC as you look into the water spotting the heat signitures of the Salki, whitch is a ______.

“Would you mind catching them for me, i need healing” you say

“Of course governer” replied the NPC’s we’ll take care of it for you” All the npcs save for one flew off over the lake. The remaining NPC stayed behind to heal you as she got out ___ from his ___.

What are Salakis?
A. Fish
B. Seal like creatures
C. type in
D. Giant crabs

How is she healing you?
A. Using a bandage
B. using regenerative cream
C. with the force
D. with ashes
E. type-in

Where did she get it from?
A. Her natural pouch
B. A box of supplies by the lake
C. Type in
 

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