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Fan Area => Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) => Topic started by: Illysia on September 18, 2016, 02:29:09 am
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Alright, this is a test run for forum RP to both see how people take to it and to show people how it can be done here. If you have questions, just post them in brackets. I'll apologize in advance as it's been some time since I've played, some of my settings knowledge may be out dated. Please bear with me. This one is a little long because I need to put in explanations and get in my writing practice in for the day. :) In the future, less exposition and story is fine, especially if the people involved already know the settings behind the scenario.
This RP will be set in hydlaa and will be out in the open. Keep this in mind as you RP a character's reactions to the scenario and as you interact with other characters.
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The dark, bare rock of the Dome's namesake ceiling loomed during the Yliakum night as the denizens of Hydlaa went about their business. Through the back alleys and darkened walkways, two Enkidukai laden with heavy looking sacks sneaked towards the agreed upon drop off point in one of the neighborhoods below the tavern.
With each turn of the road the obviously non Hydlaan pair stopped to sniff, listen and look for any approaching guards. Finally, having made it to the exchange point the pair waited for their contact until they were surprised by a guard in the shadows. Having already caught their accomplice, the guard pursued them hoping to add two more criminals to his growing collection.
In the scuffle, one of the enkidukai dropped their sack and left it behind. The sack contained several bottles of illegal Fyran liquor.
[OOC]Here's where the description of the setting leaves off and where the RP can begin. Presumably, the most obvious RP point is to start at stumbling across the abandoned sack of liquor.
However, characters could have been watching the scene from the window and one could write their character's reactions to watching the scene and ensuing RPs unfold. A character could be from a local gang that doesn't appreciate the regular intrusions from the gang that sells the Fyran Liquor and can try to take the liquor so they can sell it. Someone could be a random drunk who praises the providence of Talad for granting a whole load of liquor when they couldn't afford more and so on...
The main thing is to try to avoid having your character act in a way that cuts of the ability of other character's to act or jump in. Remember to treat this just like you would an in game RP. Also, be warned that if you only check the forum once a day, the RP could progress without you. Everyone should be mindful of giving others a chance to interact, but you don't have to stop RPing jut because someone went AWOL for a while.
Now start RPing. :)
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Tiler, a young Ylian boy about 12 years, darts from house to house attempting to hop from shadow to shadow, kneeling down at the corner of the building. He peaks around the corner, turns and then attempts to look down the adjacent alleyway.
Apparently satisfied with what he sees, he then looks back the way he has come motioning for his companion, still hiding in the last pool of shadows, to come this way. He tries to mouth quietly yet with an intensity that can be seen across the way... "Come on, hurry up!!!".
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In my mind, this is in the moment leading up to the events outlined in the setting post, Tiler/Campanion haven't noticed anything yet... they were already sneaking towards some purpose.
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[Alright. I'll give it some time to see if anyone else wishes to join in before I post again.]
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Alright... since no one else jumped in I'll wind the story back and we can run this from before the sack was dropped.]
Before the young Hydlaans had made their way through the alleys...
From one of the sleepy alleys beneath the Tavern came the hiss of a hushed heated argument.
"Arg... Would they get there already? I thought Enkidukai were supposed to be fast. My grandmother could have hobbled out here faster," came the impatient complaint from an unseen individual.
The calm reply in the dark spoke of a more even temper and perhaps being accustomed to the first speaker's complaining. "Your grandmother isn't hobbling anywhere. She's been dead for 2 years... You however will live for five more minutes..."
Silence hung in the air for several moments before the impatient voice got his thoughts together enough to speak once more. "Yeah... well.... she could have hobbled here from the death realm faster."
The statement was met with an exasperated groan before the impatient voice continued.
"You know, you can be calm about all of this. You don't have to stay here and wait for them. I mean, what if this is all a set up? What if they rat us out to the guard and take the goods elsewhere? What if-"
The stream of questions where abruptly stopped with a harsh, "Enough!" A pause between the two left the air to the sounds of insects before the calmer voice continued her reprimand. "I don't like it any more than you do but you can't do my job. Just take the goods, pay them, bring the goods back. It's so simple even you can do it."
A petulant complaint from the impatient voice was cut off before it could finish one word. "Just get. it. done... We've got enough problems as it is. If you want to get paid don't screw this up. There's no one to babysit you this time... I've got to go."
The night returned to unbroken silence as two suddenly reduced to one.
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[Question time :)... I want to make sure I have the time sync striaght in my mind... my post was a couple of characters leading up to discovering the abandoned sack in some manner... your post was a couple of characters leading up to the guard encounter describing in the setting post correct?
That is cool if so, that gives me a at least another post to develop my folks a little bit more before things merge... also I see you are voicing two characters, I was wondering about that... that gives me some options.
Also,... to the Readers!!!... I intentionally left Tiler's companion vague... as an opportunity for someone to jump into that role... who is that companion? ... I'll give some time to see if someone will pick up the companion where my last post left off... if nobody posts... i'll use my own ideas. Later! ]
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[Ah, I thought Tiler was going to be watching the scene in the first post as it happened, but this will work too. You can develop Tiler some more and I can develop the story some more while we wait to see if others to join in.
For the rest of you reading (I can see the the views on the thread. I know you are there ;) ) If you are considering joining in but haven't worked on a post yet, leave an OOC note so we know to expect more.
As for controlling more than one character, yes you can do that. In forum RP, you are mainly limited by imagination and the amount of effort you want to put in. Multiple characters mean the possibility for multiple stories spinning off from the main one so you have to manage them carefully.
While there were two people in my above post notice that I removed one of them by the end of the post. She did her job and now she's not likely to return to the story until the end, if she ever returns. She was there for the purpose of fleshing out the story and developing the other character.
Other things you can do in a forum RP are bringing in side stories, weaving in backstories, exploring the boundaries of the given scenario, exploring the further social or community implication of actions in the RP, and so on.]
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The young Ylian female, of about Tiler’s age, quickly moves across the gap in the shadows, crouching down next to and a little bit behind Tiler.
Whispering, she says, “Tiler we shouldn’t be doing this… if we get caught… if my parents find out I snuck out this late at night I… I don’t even want to think what they will do to me…”
Without turning his gaze Tiler says, “It’s going to be fine Llyeth, you just have to trust me.”
Still kneeling down, he turns slightly and places a hand on her knee.
“Hey, look at me… It will be fine, tonight is special for us, it’s our month anniversary!” And with excitement moving back into his eyes he says, “Now quick! Follow me, we’re almost to the path to that place I was telling you about… just watch for guards, and move fast!”
Taking another quick peek he then darts off to the next group of shadows pushed out by the buildings across the street.
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Kwynnuhaav perches on the extending end of an exposed ridge beam, concealed by the shadow of the bridge house behind him. His wings shudder as a breeze dances across the rooftops. From his vantage in this landscape of shingles and chimneys, he peers keenly down into the canyons of street.
He mutters to himself, "Not quite like home in the city of towers and wings, but I don't have any contacts yet in this city. I'll have to take what I can get if I want food tomorrow."
A sudden noise of surprise and struggle cuts into the dark silence, and Kwynnuhaav whips his head around to find the source. Seeing nothing, he creeps along the gable end to jump softly to the neighboring building. Nestled in the grey stone of the street below a smudge of texture interrupts the scene. A faint expression of surprise and interest cross his face, then resolve sets in.
Kywnnuhaav mumbles even quieter now, "If I can't eat it, I can certainly sell it." He begins a slow and stealthy descent back to the streets everyone else frequents, readying to snatch the sack.
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Earlier, before the drop had been botched, a young Ylian boy barely in his late teens paced impatiently back and forth.
"Stupid Jehana... stupid Black Enkidukai... stupid Fyran... stupid night!" His voice raised above a whisper as he threw his fist impotently at the night.
However, he caught himself once his brain had caught up. He could not afford to botch any more assignments, and he could not afford to get caught. Within his own gang there had been a series of "cutbacks" which had unsurprisingly resulted in knives in the backs of under performing members and those of dubious allegiances. Past failures indicated that he was perilously close to the chopping block. He had already had his badly needed pay cut.
Whether he resented the Black Enkidukai gang or not, he would have to stifle his outbursts. Fitfully he paced in the dark waiting for his delivery.
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The night had been still... too still for Jomson... Hydlaa had quieted considerbly from the horror stories the old guard still told to scare the new recruits, but it was by no means quiet. More importantly, quiet by no means filled his criminal quota.
Whether or not he found them, he knew there were criminals out-- His attention was jarred by a sudden outburst in the night. Inwardly he groaned as he felt the burden of having to decide what to do. Most likely it was nothing, even though it was odd for anyone to be up this late. However, if he continued on his patrol and missed something, he'd never hear the end of it.
Reluctantly, he trudged off in the direction of the voice to go investigate.
[Hopefully some more factors/people show up to contest the now unclaimed sack in the present. :) Ought to make for a good encounter.]
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[Illysia, do you have another post before we are back to present?]
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[Yeah, but you can head back to present now if you are ready. Think of my posts as story revealing flashbacks. As of right now, I don't have any characters to play in the present. I'm pretty much just GMing at this point.]
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[I'm a bit confused about this story/RP is this supposed to be taken IC in game as well? I've run into people RPing about this game but to me that's a bit confusing seeing as the people you have written about here are not actual in game characters and unless someone has a forum account they won't be able to interact or respond to the RP, and I know of several people who prefer to remain immersed in game. For me I've not joined in but have been reading and keeping up, I kinda enjoy the more immediate reactions and in smaller parts so you can react to each thing happening, and I'm getting lost with order in which things are happening, and I'm not sure I'd be any good a the long narrative story telling.]
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[Thank you for bothering to at least post your concerns and trouble with the RP. It is supposed to be taken IC. Normally forum RPs are a bit more structured and clear, but it is a bit jumbled due in part to an earlier misunderstanding and people being reluctant to join. I've never had to pull teeth like this before to get people to join a story at the same time.
Here's an example of an open RP thread that went more linearly and faster. Dancing at the Bottom of a Bottle (http://begerencolony.org/index.php?topic=3454.0) It petered out eventually instead of having a sharp ending since it was allowed to flow organically without a predetermined end. When finished, it was a story in the collective background of the involved characters. However, yes, all of them and the setting had in game equivalent.
Think of this this as if it were an RP that happened in a different timezone. RPs going on in a different timezone would be inaccessible but you could hear about them. You could also interact with people who overlap timezones and have access to RPs you don't have access to. You may even see RPs posted on forum, so that you see events as if watching when they happened, even though you yourself are not directly involved.
No, none of these characters currently exist in game but that is the matter of a few button pushes. Whether or not someone creates a 3D model of the character is not what defines any character as a character. Remember also that you will never personally meet most of the in game characters that have a story that can affect RP. Also, you will not participate in every single RP that happens in game. I have never meet or directly RPed with Kada-El, but that does not make her character or the tavern that resulted from popular forum RPs any less real. It was real before they made a model of it.
I will go back and better mark my second IC post as earlier in time since I understand better what Thoss meant to do. For the skimmers: The only thing that has happened in the present is Tiler, Llyeth, and Kwynnuhaav are moving towards the sack.
This has been moving slowly trying to allow for people either jump in or ask questions about what is preventing them from jumping in. This was a training exercise. However, it if it is not even serving that purpose then I might as well stop trying to stall for time.
If you are ready @Zwei and @Thoss, I'll finish up the early story details sometime after the RP is done and we'll just move to full present for the next posts.]
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[Hi Jessamine! I catch your drift about forum RP and in-game RP... I prefer IG RP as well, but that wasn't happening much for me so I like the forum RPs too to keep things interesting. This helps me learn a good bit too as I am rusty in the RP area!
The confusion is probably my fault as I backtracked a bit, which is fine, but I probably should have carried my original post a little further along to the "present"... but I am learning. :)
And... I tend to like longer RPs in-game but have know idea how to pull that off... in my mind the only way is to coordinate with the forums and then do the actions in-game.. which is a project on my todo list assuming this and the stirrings Illysia is posting shake enough activity out of the forum folks.
Anyhow, yeah I agree Illysia, we can probably start stepping through... as soon as I get the morning duties taken care of I'll throw up a post. ]
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[Okay great! Thanks for taking the time to respond, I am enjoying following up on it. I just wanted to double check about it being talked about in game--which is good actually if people are rping it in game it means it's working ;) I know lots who don't use the forums which is also possibly why not many are jumping in on here, for me I'm not always so good at the story-writing/telling being super descriptive, it's one of the things I work on with my RP but this looks hard and complex for me haha I really feel like I'd mess it up or do something considered godmodding so for now I'll observe. but do continue!]
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[I get that, Jessamine. Anyways, is this presumed to be taking place in some out-of-the-way alley, or in a more commonly traversed area of town. In other words, would having a character that just stumbles upon the illegal liquor be something actually believable, or would it be too contrived? Also this is an interesting read.]
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[Okay great! Thanks for taking the time to respond, I am enjoying following up on it. I just wanted to double check about it being talked about in game--which is good actually if people are rping it in game it means it's working ;)]
[Ahh, now I see what you are saying... folks are actively RPing aspects of this particular story in-game? interesting... I didn't know that, so yeah I can see how that would be confusing from your standpoint!!! ... But i guess if my "Thoss" characters runs across that, I as the player would kind of view them as seperate as I have know idea what is going down there... more like an in-game RP "based on" something in the forums i guess... probably against some archaic etiquette rule... but I don't care as my point is stirring activity... of any kind.
Also, try not to worry about being apprehensive about posting as I feel the exact same way... probably why I am procrastinating with this post right here!... the depth of details that the likes of Illysia and others can pull off is intimidating, but I have to get used to it... also I am trying to keep mine short and similar to something I could do in-game... i.e. not agonize over the characters actions and re-edit my posts ten times to make them perfect... I want to develop my off-the-cuff flow... anyhow, enough procrastinating on my part... :)
Tidebringer, I view things as on a side street/potential ally, but stumbling across is the main setup in the setting post... as to believable or contrived, as long as there is a minor reason for stumbling across I would think that would suffice... at least I hope... as that is what I am doing with Tiler I guess time will tell]
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[Thanks for responding. Under that assumption, I'll probably work on writing up a little post when I have more time - likely later today - so unless someone posts after me I'll just edit this post to include the IC portion.]
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[If you are apprehensive about your posts. Don't be. This is a training thread. The whole purpose is to stretch out a little and learn something a little different and new. All you really need is what your character's stake or goal is once they reach the sack. I've already provided much of the background for you. The only reason some of us add more detail is that we've been doing it longer. There's no need to have posts that look like you've been RPing in PS since 2007. ;) Don't worry, the added skills come with time, practice, and doing many RPs.
As for the location. The RP is essentially happening in the little side neighborhood to the left of the temple (if you are facing it). It is between the stairs to the tavern and the temple, thus it is a neighborhood below the tavern. Anyone can go through there and years ago a shady Menki NPC used to hang out there. I forget his name though. It seemed like a fitting place to stick the RP.
Also, while the forum population is usually a smaller number than people who are in game, at least 20 people are dropping by daily to read most threads. That's plenty if I can coax a few off the fence. I assume that we have a lot of shy RPers though. Many of the people RPing in PS right now are new or newish to it.
Now in terms of in game RP, there are a few possibilities as to how it can be woven in without breaking the IC/OOC knowledge barrier. If your character or one your character knows lived in the area, they might have been watching from a window or heard about it secondhand. Your character might only know a of small fragment through hearsay. For instance, the guards talking about having captured a ylian boy working with the Black Enkidukai. That much of the story is already definite and has happened. If your character is directly involved, you can RP knowing about as far as the up to date events in the thread it.
However, this is the timey-wimey-ness I meant in another thread. In game RPs happen faster and more often, so you will have to learn to gauge how to RP about the events without trying to nail down the outcome before it happens. It also bears stating that for the purpose of in game time, this whole RP is already a past event. We are only still in discovery mode on the forum. We have to see what comes of player interactions to know what finally happened. The reason for making these kinds of breaks is because the longer form of the RP and the slower pace allows for spanning timezones.
As for contrivance, don't worry about it. This is in an open enough area. The only justification you need for your character is why they were wandering around late at night. The reason for the illegal liquor being dropped in the scuffle is so that it could be stumbled across by an average person. It might also bear stating that in game it says the legality of the stuff is questionable not outright illegal. ;D I had to go in game and check that a day or so ago. If you want to see for yourself, it's one of the descriptions for a red bottle on a table in the fireplace area of Kada-El's Tavern.
One last note, your character doesn't have to know everything or even know it accurately. Stories get warped, people remember things wrong, people deliberately alter stories to make them sound better or act as if they were personally a part of the events. Don't feel like you have to know every detail super accurately. If your character understands something wrong, RP it like you would if you got something wrong in real life. It happens. :)
Alright, are there any other questions? I plan on trying to throw a character into the fray later on in the day. However, I've gotta go take care of real life first though.]
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As Tiler kneels down he motions Llyeth over, and she quickly catches up.
Tiler whispers, "Dang, look down the just a bit, there is a guard heading this way." He runs a hand through his hair and looks around thinking... "Alright, we are going to have to circle around these buildings to give the guard time to pass, come on, this way."
Llyeth grabs Tiler's arm as he begins move, and says with quiet frustration, "Tiler what are we doing!? I don't want to go back there it's ... creepy."
"We have to, it's too late, if that guard sees us we are done... and that'll be worse than whatever rat we might come up on behind here. Now come on, I'll keep you safe!"
They both then begin to move down and around to the shadows of the building, Tiler intent on finding a route under cover, Llyeth looking around worried.
Llyeth grabs the back of Tiler's shirt pointing, "Tiler there something over there! It... it looks like a body!", she pulls on his shirt urgently, "Come on we have to get out of here, please..."
Tiler looks in the direction she is pointing, squinting as his eyes further adjust to the darker environment.. "I don't think that is a body, it's... " more squinting, "I'm going to check it out."
"No, just leave it, let's go! I don't like this anymore. Please..."
"It'll just take a second, I wanna know now... just stay here behind these crates, it'll just take a second."
Approaching the item, Tiler realizes that it is a sack of some sort... He gently pushes on it with a toe hearing a soft clink of the contents inside... Curiosity peaked even more, he kneels down and begins working on the knot cinching the bag closed.
[edit - Tidebringer notes... piqued vs. peaked... I am still on the fence... his curiosity had been already piqued by this time... and is perhaps peaking in intensity with the "ever more"... either way, the sentence isn't in best form, but I am no writer ;) ]
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[I just have to point out one thing. Mountains come to a peak, but your interest or curiosity is piqued. But no, that's not all I'm posting for! Behold, for I have a contribution to this open RP.]
Theandra hugs the new books close to her chest, walking hurriedly along the streets of Hydlaa. She hadn’t realized it had gotten this late, not while she was in the library.
As the Dermorian was making her way down the road that lies between the tavern and the Iron Temple, faint noises attracted her attention. She slows down, glancing off to both sides before taking a deep breath and rearranging her hold on the books. After a brief moment, she takes a few cautious steps towards the source of the noise, tense yet curious.
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Corine stumbled uncertainly against the solid and decidedly more stable houses mumbling to himself in his drunkeness.
"Aiy... what business they got tossing you out? You..." He came to a dead stop before his uneven steps could force him to topple forward.
"Yoooooou reserved better than that," he said attempting to be gravely dignified though failing by a large margin. "Deserve... I mean deserved."
His words slurred and stretched as he attempted maintain something of his wits, but the night's drinking had addled anything resembling an important or worthwhile thought. Regaining his balance as best he could, he stumbled forward trying to get home.
"It's not fair to kick a man out before..."
Corine stopped at sound of movement... in particular the tell-a-tale sound of clinking glass.
"Whash this now?"
With keen interest he took shambling steps towards the sound. Licking his lips in anticipation he somewhat quietly stated, "I could use a drink. It wouldn't be neighborly to refuse a man a drink."
Upon entering the darkened alley, the drunk called out rather imprudently, "Hello there, friend. Can you spare a drink for a man who's been unfairly treated?"
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Just as his foot finds firm footing on smooth cobbles, Kwynnuhaav looks up to see a young Ylian crouched over the sack. Frustrated with yet another obstacle appearing before him, the grey skinned klyros looks around for an idea. Luckily, a small pebble is wedged into the stone road, and the klyros pries it out and pulls back his arm to throw. The small rock, meant to sail to the other side of the street and misdirect the young boy, hits the edge of the building right next to Kwynnuhaav with a dull thud before bouncing straight towards the boy's head. Kwynnuhaav tenses in anticipation of the situation escalating.
[Actually Kwynnuhaav is a 3d char in game, who happened to be on rooftops near this part of Hydlaa when Illysia set things in motion. I chose to have him respond as if he were there reacting to it. Sorry if this makes things even more confusing!]
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[I think all is well Zweitholou, no worries.]
Tiler continues to struggle getting the sack open as the knot is a serious knot, especially in the in the darkened alley with nerves a bit jittery. He searches his pockets for something to work on the knot with and finds nothing. Turning back, he let's out a small, "Aaah!" rubbing the back of his head.
Turning towards Llyeth to find out what the deal is, he stops dead in his tracks at the sound of the strangers voice...
"Hello there, friend. Can you spare a drink for a man who's been unfairly treated?", comes from where the corner of the building turns back up the ally... just behind where Llyeth is hiding by the crates.
Tiler hesitates a bit not sure what to say, then gets out, "Drink... sir? ... I... I don't have any water or anything... um.. sorry."
He takes a nervous step back and his heel bumps the sack creating another small tink.
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[I don't remember Kwynnuhaav, but then again I don't remember a lot of things from long ago. ;D]
The sound of a young voice encouraged Corine and the middle aged ylian stumbled on further. Being of one mind about getting fully drunk instead of mostly drunk, he stumbled past where Llyeth was hidden and noticed nothing.
"Nonsensh... I can hear a bottle..." he stopped to steady himself, "in the next... city... Maybe yer just a bit too young yet."
As Tiler's foot hit the sack, the man smiled as he had all the confirmation he needed that there were indeed bottles full of liquid nearby.
Moving towards the sack to rummage in it he mumbles, "I hope it's not water... Got enough of that around as it is..."
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Kwynnuhaav watches as the stumbling man moves closer to the bag and the boy. Emboldened after the stone doesn't give away his location, he jumps out of the shadows and rushes towards the two standing by the sack. He leans into his shoulder and prepares to push the drunk into the boy in the hopes of grabbing the bag in the confusion.
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Theandra stares at the chaos of the scene she's stumbled upon. She seems frozen in place for a brief second before she realizes there's a Klyros charging towards the two Ylians. Without much thought, she drops her books and rushes towards the boy, with the intention of trying to get him out of possible harm's way.
[Ehm... I assume that the Kwynnuhaav is coming from a different direction than Theandra, at least, and that he had a bit of a ways to go before reaching the drunk.]
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Having been completely preoccupied with getting to the bottles, Corine is caught completely off guard and is shoved over like a sack of grain.
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Given that Tiler is looking at the man coming towards him he catches a glimpse of the klyros descending and running towards the man and tenses up his body. Still confused as to what is going on and what the Klyros is up to, his reactions are a bit too slow. He does attempt to step the the side of the barrel of man rolling his way, but gets clipped on the side which sends him sprawling on the ground between the sack and the crates.
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[are we stuck?]
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[A little... I think. We kinda need to see what Zwei is up to so we don't godmod his character out of his intended actions though there's a little wiggle room for another reaction before we see what Kwynnuhaav does.]
Corine complains loudly as he topples over, "Oof! Whash wrong with this city today?"
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[sorry, work picked up. I'll try and respond tonight!]
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[No worries. :) I figured something like that happened.
However, since this is a training thread, it's good for people to see how stories can hang up if waiting for a particular character's actions. Casual bar RP threads usually don't get hung up like that because the conversation can just flow around the missing part as oppose to actions having to wait.]
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Kwynuuhaav sees the glimmer of recognition in the boys eyes and the Dermorian lady rushing forward. He tries to cover his face as he moves forward but fails to conceal his identity. The full force of his rush is directed through his shoulder into the limp body of the drunk, and his target slumps to the ground. Kwynuuhaav reaches for the edge of the sack in an attempt to run away with it, and his fingers begin to brush the fabric. However, at the same time the momentum of his run carries him further off his balance, and he collapses on the now annoyed looking drunkard. He struggles to his feet, but not in time to get away from the advancing Dermorian.
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Corine grunts and bellows as Kwynuuhaav lands on him causing a stirring in a few of the nearby houses.
"Oiy.... get off!" He said while attempting to help push Kwyn off. "Only thing I need laying on me is a lovely..."
The sentence trailed off in Corine's drunken stupor as he rubs his chin. The drunk Yilan struggles to focus on Kwyn trying to figure out if he's male or female.
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Tiler scrambles towards the deeper shadows of the crates as apparent mayhem ensues behind him.
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Noticing the attempt to relieve the group of the bag of bottle, Corrine complains and reaches for the sack himself.
"Ey, there's enough to share!"
He attempts to whisper, but being more than a little drunk, it comes out louder than he intended.
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Still attempting to get out of the way of whatever is going on near the sack, Tiler continues to scramble into the shadows and slides up next to one of the crates... immediately letting out a rather loud yelp as the sliding has resulting in a more than just superficial scape across is shoulder blades from a nail protruding from the edge of one of the old crates.
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Kwynuuhaav flinches at every new loud sound. Surprised to see that the Dermorian lady has yet to make any moves, he grabs the sack again and tries to pull it with him and escape.
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Theandra does indeed seem a bit frozen with indecision, after barely managing to avoid tripping over the chaotic mess Kwynuuhaav had caused. As the Klyros tries to make off with the bag, however, the movement catches her attention and she takes an almost hesitant step closer.
"I don't think that's yours...?"
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At the sound of Tiler's yelp Llyeth frantically says Tiler's name in a voice a bit louder than she intended as she stands up from her spot in the shadows.
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[Ok, now is a good time to explain about what happens when a thread gets to this point. While we can all keep posting, this RP is effectively dead. This is not because we aren't posting, that is just a symptom; it's dead because there's nothing relevant left to do and anything else is just wringing it out past it's time.
At this point in a thread, the best thing to do is to poll to see if others want to go ahead and close the RP and make their last remarks. For this RP, the logical end would be that Kwyn gets the sack and makes a clean break for it. Now this wasn't the most ground shattering RP, but that's ok. Most RPs aren't and all RPs are a gamble.
Hopefully though, this thread is enough to show how thread RPs can be used to allow RP when you can't be in game or you are working across timezones. It has both drawbacks and advantages.
So, is everyone good on ending the RP? We can make out characters' closing actions then let it rest. :)]
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[ I am fine with whatever... although I agree it is dead... I don't think it is because there story has nowhere to go though... is just that interest was lost.... to me the hypothetical story has just begun... I don't think we even know what is in the sack... aside from the drunk assuming it is liquor... what does Kwyn think it is? Has he any use for liquor... what are Tiler and Llyeth even doing there... what might happen with this scratch... how pissed off and what response would the unamed person who arranged the deliver be and what might they do... what does Kwen do to Theandra's questioning? ... etc... were thoughts I have...
But yeah... I agree it's dead and am ready to move on myself currently. So that's my vote. :) ]
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[Short & simple: yes, I agree, it feels dead. I'd be fine with moving on.]
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[ I am fine with whatever... although I agree it is dead... I don't think it is because there story has nowhere to go though... is just that interest was lost.... to me the hypothetical story has just begun... I don't think we even know what is in the sack... aside from the drunk assuming it is liquor... what does Kwyn think it is? Has he any use for liquor... what are Tiler and Llyeth even doing there... what might happen with this scratch... how pissed off and what response would the unamed person who arranged the deliver be and what might they do... what does Kwen do to Theandra's questioning? ... etc... were thoughts I have...
But yeah... I agree it's dead and am ready to move on myself currently. So that's my vote. :) ]
[A lot of those questions are unanswered but this thread was not set up quite so well for answering those questions in the form of RP. That would lean more toward collaborative storywriting whereas this thread was meant to mimic an in game RP. If it had been in game you likely would not have gotten those answers in the scene anyway.]
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[sure, I vote it can close. I was hoping all that noise would attract more participants! I can write a closing bit tonight. Thanks all for the fun while it lasted! :) ]
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[I'm glad you enjoyed it while it lasted. :) It's been my observation that it can be hard to get a lot of people to participate in forum RPs because they can move so far and so suddenly. People can feel left behind or are afraid to jump in. I imagine they worry they might mess something up if they come in later, but it's actually no more of a risk than in normal RP. Nonetheless, I fully expected that no one else would join in by the time the bulk of the action started.]
Corine groans as the impact with the ground starts manifest it's anger and cause his body to ache.
"Oiy... I didn't do nothin' to deserve thish. What's this city coming to..."
The incapacitated drunk rolls over and just sleeps it out in the street.
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Before the Dermorian makes it any closer to the mess of bodies around the sack, Kwynuuhaav secures his grip on the rough fabric and jumps back up to his feet. Alarmed by all the noise being made, he dashes over the now sleeping drunk to the prospect of camouflage in the dense shadows between buildings, relieved to have had some small sliver of luck in getting away at last.