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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Competition of the Divine (0/???)

« on: April 07, 2024, 11:11:33 am »

In the vast expanses of the multiverse, where worlds twinkle like distant stars, the existence of gods weaves an intricate tapestry of creation. They stand as architects of reality, their divine hands molding the very essence of existence. From the first breath of life to the celestial dance of galaxies, their touch imbues every atom with purpose.

Yet, beneath the grandeur of their craftsmanship, a question lingers, echoing through the cosmic depths. Who are these gods, these weavers of worlds, and what lies beyond their divine realm? For though they shape the multiverse, they too are but threads in the greater tapestry, woven by an unseen hand.

From the previous universes the gods are the ultimate creators, eternal and unchallenged. They are the alpha and omega, the beginning and end. Yet, others whisper of an enigma beyond, an unfathomable force that birthed even the gods themselves. A cosmic mystery, veiled in the very fabric of existence, waiting to be unraveled.

As the denizens from universe past gaze upon the celestial marvels, they ponder the paradox: creators in their own right, yet forever bound by the enigma of their own creation. The gods, guardians of worlds, bear the weight of their divine mantle, while the riddle of their origin remains a tantalizing enigma, an eternal dance between curiosity and reverence.

In the endless expanse of the multiverse of what is known, the gods hold the key to creation, their existence intertwining with the tapestry of worlds. Yet, the question remains, lingering like a whispering wind. Who created the gods? A conundrum that transcends the boundaries of all known comprehension, leaving the seekers of truth to embark on an eternal quest for answers in the cosmic labyrinth of existence. Existentialism for the very gods themselves

Spoiler: The Competition (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Types of Gods and the Usage of Acts, and Ownership (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: The Accruement of Significance Points and the COSMIC TIMER (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Riff-Raff and Ranking of Power (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: The State of Current Reality: (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Deals Of Outsiders: (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Update Schedule (click to show/hide)

Quote from: Cosmic God Sheet

Name: The name of this cosmic originator
Subtype: Choose either Mortals, Reality, Life, Creation or Destruction. Gods of Mortals, Reality, Life, and Destruction get an additional Subtype Act every even turn to affect the world. Gods of Creation every three turns, as well as a God of Destruction can’t be created until two Gods of two different subtypes are created, don’t want too many Destruction Gods now don’t we?
Cosmic Appearance: What is the physical description of the God that has arrived to this universe? What would the physical appearance of an avatar of this god be?
Symbol: What symbol would mortals, lifeforms, servants, and your mark on the world be and create?
Significance Points: 0
Act Inventory: N/A (This will be the current Acts you have this turn)
Ownership: N/A (This will be list of the current things you have ownership to)
Current Significance: N/A (I will write whether you are Significant or Insignificant as of the turn here)

Who will become the One True God?

Forum Games and Roleplaying / You are a Wyrmling: A Game of Suggestions

« on: August 16, 2021, 07:05:51 pm »

Tick… tick…tick… you can feel your body is growing in your wrapped home even though you can’t move you feel safe here and the food that comes from your warm home makes you feel satiated, sometimes you hear loud noises for a time and then silence for another, difficult for you to differentiate between them, and time in your home feels like an eternity but then a blink of your undeveloped eyes and then a moment later you awaken. The first word that comes to your brain is DRAGON. after your eyes open

You start shaking and moving your docile small limbs, cracking the shell that has kept you comfort, food, and shelter from the outside world and though it takes effort a crack here and there, it takes a while in your ability to process time and then finally SMASH... you break the shell and come out of your home, your sensory organs take a while to process what is happening and from the blinding light after you look at the world outside of your home, you slowly crawl your weak legs out and then take a good look around. Your head slowly moves, you see only blackness and brown that seems to go on forever, and then to yourself, you see what are now your hands… whitish pink soft-like thing that surrounds what are your hands with these sharpish protrusions out of them with a bright white coloring coming out of them, and you see that there are two of these… legs behind you as well as slender protrusion that comes out of the furthest part of your body as you turn your head, in which your mind refers to a tail. As well as two tiny undeveloped things that come from your back, your mind calls these Wings.

After your self-examination, you look at where you are and feel what you are on, a grassy surface that surrounds and touches your legs, your head hurts and you believe this is what called a nest, and then your eyes dot to other white objects that look familiar to that of yours, however one is already cracked open and it seems whomever was there had already left but the other home leaves you to feel disgruntled, you see a creature that seems to have the same body like yours however it seems more… undeveloped to yours and isn’t moving, there seems to have been cracks in the shell and some force has to be applied. Your brain hurts again and the word Sibling comes to your mind and then the world Mother comes to it, you self-instinctively shriek with your mouth and await for your mother’s arrival, but time keeps passing and no one ever comes and your Sibling seems to never move out its shell, and then a loud emotion comes to your body… HUNGER, you feel weak and your instincts crave something to eat. You see minor movements outside your nest where the darkness is and even see your nonmoving small sibling right nearby, you crave something and move your body in a direction.

Your mind in limbo, what do you do first?

Forum Games and Roleplaying / Street-Level Supers of a Near-Future Kind IC Thread (6/X)

« on: October 20, 2019, 04:10:51 pm »

In a place known as the year of 2069 the world has escaped an aftermath of an almost apocalyptic event known as WW3 in which NATO and an alliance between mega powers of Russia and China have actually done it, the nukes were dropped. Megacorporations have devoured the USA and other NATO-aligned factions and they have become corporatocracy, they desired revenue of the larger population force known as the Red Pact in which they had billions to gain access to. Not to mention that this Corporatocracy of North Atlantic had forced the world into a horrible global climate change that destroyed economies, billions of lives, and the continent's landmasses and atmosphere. Effectively the government of North Atlantic countries now have a political organization of NAC, Ultra high-net-worth individuals (UHNWI) now are the dominant lobbyists of the political force of NAC, even if some civil liberties exist for those on the bottom of the ladder. Dominant criminal cartels have risen up to this now modern economic world, as a world ridden with crime and inequality has been removed. There now only remains the crime infested urban sprawl of the masses and barren wasteland that still contain nuclear fallout. Technology in this world has unraveled the ability of near-sentient AI, fusion power, and much more but the greatest breakthrough is when humanity made Martian Base and discovered those multiple millennia-aged remnants of an unknown alien civilization and the excavation of those ruins.

Now the year 2142, seventy years in a world after the event known as the Martian Shift, a blinding light of indescribable energy hit world with its glow, and the first of enhanced individuals have emerged. In the confusion of such enhanced power many tried to utilize their power for dramatic change in the political sphere, and humans that have unlocked this power as if it was from a different reality to together and then anarchy reigned for a time. NAC has reformed itself in a state that tries to maintain the control of corporation and federationists, a world-spanning league of the world super powers has established the Parahuman Associate League (PAL), a special law enforcement, and counter-terrorism agency developed by the New UN. The PAL Organization enlists the aid of supers in the quelling the wave of crime and terrorism, ostensibly to prevent another bright war, but in reality, to keep supers under surveillance and control for who knows what questionable purposes.

At the moment, there are three super classifications from leading Government, Villains are supers that use their powers to defy the law for personal profit or philosophy, Heroes are supers that have joined the PAL organization and use their powers to enforce the law and stop rogue Paras with a minimum of collateral damage, and Vigilantes are supers that have taken the law into their own hands, and dole out their own, often brutal version of justice on the streets.

You are a young adult in the NAC owned USA's northeastern mega-metropolitan sprawl's slums, Russia eastern nuclear frozen wasteland and rural outback, or Hong Kong’s seriously oppressed mass conurbation with authoritative martial law enacted to stop riots and only yesterday, you manifested superpowers of your own. Whether you embrace Villainy, Heroism, Vigilantism, or go Rogue is up to you but remember, the world is a dangerous place, and your survival isn't guaranteed.

Ethan Summers (Dustan Hache)
(Assets Roll: 5*) (Starting Circumstances)

Your life has been hectic as the hit-go, the moment you were Triggered during the juridical case, you felt like your words gain power and your voice gained presence as if you your words could actually affect the people around you and you lived in a rut ever since that moment. Everything you've ever known went up in smoke, and in less than a week, everything you'd spent your entire life building came tumbling down. Come to think of it, that's probably why you Triggered in the first place. You then gained a lead on one of your neighbors who gave you those false drug charges, however it led to a halt on an abandoned building in the South Ward. That moment you saw that neighbor was a super, one that had the ability to have finger-tipped flamethrowers, but you never got a look at his face. The entire building went aflames, and you were about to be burned to a crisp, however that when your second Trigger activated. Your hands felt a deathly chill and the heat of a burning piece of sheet metal felt cool to the touch, and with your last ounce of strength, you left the burning place but couldn’t find this incognito supers.

Three months since then you have now gotten a basic single-room apartment at a tenement and finally through the spamming and constant usage of your Mental Subliminal messages you put through the firefighter’s job, and with your friendly attitude with the NAC York firefighter station, you got to learn of some of the fellow smoke jumpers, and learned some of the members and even the Chief Richard Gleins have supers designed to fight against arson and accidental flames, but you never got to see them in action and now they have let you go. You have saved up some cash since then, and now live in the Eastside of the city. Your own flame is even calling back, wanting to meet you, however you haven’t had as much free time since of your current schedule and looking for a job or maybe now is the time for work for your power?.

Spoiler: Ethan Summers (click to show/hide)

Zeth ? (Darkwarlock)
(Assets Roll: 1*) (Starting Circumstances)

Your a slum-raised orphan named Zeth and now currently a transient, and never really having a job or friends to speak with. Many that have spoken to you at the soup kitchen and other homeless around the slums, considers you quite ill-groomed and weird to speak too but they will never understand you moving from place to place trying to get the next meal. However, that is the moment when you were Triggered, you saw your powers activate. Sleeping on a long night from the police who got a call from a shoplifter, you slept in an abandoned building that was designated to be demolished and reconstructed for a work office for one of the megacorps, You saw a piece of rebar and a bulldozers about to fall upon you, your miserable life about to end and then a flash, it was as if the world moved, you went out and saw the construction workers preparing to set-up their bulldozer as if ten minutes ago, it didn’t happen, and you left the tenament to find a very much more sleep place to reside in.

Even further you were a transient in a commercial store run by a megacorp, known as a convenience store to the homeless. You just wanted to see if they had that sweet Blood Spice, that you currently had an addiction too. Your body is malnourished and just needs the savory umami taste of those sweet spices however most commercial stores now have a wide ban on it. As you were in however you were mopping, you had a cold feel of a glock against your head against a member from the Skull Gang which you had a bad experience from before. You were pushed and the individual, a super who could duplicate himself, demanded money from the cashier or he would of blown your and the cashiers heads off. Your temporal manipulation activated again, and you grabbed a nearby piece of convenience store hardware and lobbed it against the super. In the following instant you were being choke slammed by the clone of the skull thug, and your body felt before your very eyes until your hand touched the clone’s face, and your temporal powers activated again, a new clone of your’s but it was in 144p and very visually hard to look at. Your clone knee’d the doppelgangers of the skull gang, and you ran out of the store. Your doppelganger wasn’t following you and your temporal manipulation was off but you knew you had the power to absorb a weaker version of someone’s power. At this moment the Skull Gang sent a hit mark against your live, their territory being around the Eastside. The police also hating on vigilantes and wanting to round up homeless people, have sent a criminal mark against you as well. Your Blood Spice addiction is still craving and with no cure or food in sight living in the homeless shelter in the Northside, you need to do something about that.

Spoiler: Zeth ? (click to show/hide)

Name: Zeth ?
Age: 19
Appearance and Personality: fit for a 6'2ft fellow, his eye color is green, his hair black. his personality is one that enjoys solitude and not interacting with others makes his introductions quite rude
Background: was born an orphan. his life was rough through the foster homes he went to cause him even more hardship, finally having enough he left. not knowing much about life outside and not having any friends to help him he was quickly plunge into the life of a homeless man
Location: NAC York

Stats:
Physique: 1
Intellect: 0
Presence: -1
Assets: -1
Mutability: 3

Powers:
Temporal Displacement (Breaker): With mental concentration you can slow down time around you or manipulate it to go faster, during this event things are about ~25% slower to you and you move faster. This requires concentration, and you don’t know what will happen if you combine it with a Doppelganger and lasts about ~5ish minutes before time slowly alters back and your brain starts to get a ringing sound and hurts. Remember even the air molecules in the atmosphere are slowed down during time manipulation, so it feels like your trying to force yourself through the air and move somewhat slower and it feels difficult to breath.
Time Doppelganger: With the manipulation of at least two minutes you can make a clone of yourselves that follows your mental command almost automatically but there is a time lag, it is a out-of-body experience and hurts your brain a lot, and will deactivate after a minute or so of continued use and your brain will be seriously stressed out after this. The duplicate looks like you but their is like this “time haze” around it and looks like if the person was a 144p version of themselves on youtube.
Power Suck: You can concentrate energy on your hands and with physical contact with another Super you can take a power at random, however this version will be a weakened version of that power based on what it is and last about ~10 minutes before the power starts to fade away
Wounds: Severe Blood Spice Addiction
Residence: Cardbox Home in Eastside Homeless Shelter.
Known People/Factions: Skull Gang (Hit Mark), Local Police (Hit Mark), Steve Felin (Leader of the Homeless Shelter)
Experience:
Inventory: Tattered clothes, a single penny.

Jeremiah Nix (NRDL)
(Assets Roll: 6*) (Starting Circumstances)

You were Triggered when you were bound and gagged by an unknown accomplice, you realized in a situation right before you were about to die your mind coordinated with another and with further testing you could actually see the memories of others through touch. You have now left back to your apartment to coordinate and reflect on your thoughts. Your live as a lower-class citizen has been as good as it was going to get if you weren’t a super and joined PAL or worked as a vigilante or something. After months, no, years of being left in the dark, your endless efforts to try and learn everything there is to learn paid dividends and you became Triggered in that life-threatening moment. You didn't set out expecting or even trying to Trigger but the concept always lingered in the back of your mind, and sometimes, late at night, you'd imagine what it'd be like. And now it's happened, and you're a Thinker, one with a sense to learn of one’s empathy and even their memories and desires.

You look around your three-room apartment in the Eastside and the cash you have made as a personal training assistant and freelance author of escapist fiction that you wrote on your HoloLaptop at the CorpLibary and have made a significant exchange of cash in return, your membership at the local SuperGym hasn’t been deactivated yet and you could maybe learn of anyone connections with this mysterious faction that wanted to gagged you. During your work as a personal trainer, you got mentions of a PAL Recruitment Drive at their Agency in the Westside if your looking for work as a Hero, though your training buddy at the SuperGym, Devon Lanes has unravelled and mentioned a vigilante gang fighting against the criminal organizations, and even you know that he is a Super but you never learned what power he had. The local librarian assistant, Kaitie Galvins through your work there has connections as she states with the criminal underdark and you even suspects she is some super yourselves. Now your in your apartment main room, questioning where to go next. Once you do this you got a letter from the person who kidnapped you, they call themselves “The Hand”, and have an appointment 5:00 AM for tomorrow at an Eastside Warehouse.

Spoiler: Jeremiah Nix (click to show/hide)

Seth Vimes (Glass)
(Assets Roll: 7*) (Starting Circumstances)

You're a little exasperated, because recently, your life's been a train-wreck. Last week, a Meta Villain tried to strangle you with a telekinetically-controlled length of wire for your wallet and as you suffocated, you screamed for help and the choking stopped. The wire fell to the concrete with a clatter and after staring at you like you were a ghost in the flesh, they ran away faster than you've ever seen someone move. You felt a bit of pressure in the back of your head, and it was giving you a headache, so you willed it to go away and the wire slid up into the air to follow the fleeing Villain. That was a week ago, and after a metric shitload of deep thought on the matter, you've come to the conclusion that you've Triggered as a Trump, and gained the power to cancel out powers.

It's a bit strange, to have the power to deny supers their powers, and the more you think, the more you realize the only way you're putting it to use is if you fight Paras. But how would you do that? Vigilantism in these streets is near-suicidal, and you don't know if you have what it takes to be a Villain. If you went Rogue, there's no way your power could make money, you'd be indistinguishable from an average citizen, not to mention how much trouble you'd have to keep it all under wraps. If nothing else, the PAL would be ecstatic to have someone with your abilities among them, but do you really want to sell-out to the government? Do you even care that you're a super? Well it’s been three months since that point.

You found it difficult to join with another super-based association, however, you have found that your economic situation has basically become the everything's coming up Milhouse. Your apartment has went to the Northside with a superior shiny-white apartment room with access to plentiful amounts of electricity, advanced robotic vacuums and other fanciful things that it almost feels like a hotel and have a nearby access to the local police force and tech hub which sells exotic technologies if you ever needed one. Your job from that situation has significantly upgraded to using your raw intellect to become a freelance engineer and have set-up gigs working robotics, advanced energy, and even biotech. Currently your working with Megacorps on a space center, that is working on advanced materials to handle the vacuum of space, for another exploratory visit back to Mars at least that’s what’s the megacorp of SpaceExio has referred to the workers. However, during your work as a freelance engineer you have made serious cash and even have credit with the NAC Banks, and can take loans. You have met some supers that like to vibrantly show their intellect as a Tinker and what have you. You still see the PAL Recruitment Ads on your HoloLaptop Gen 2, and their is still speak of the oppression of criminals and the government have from vigilante groups you have sporadic contact with. Seth Vimes has a work appointment tomorrow for SpaceExio, but does he have other plans?

Spoiler: Seth Vimes (click to show/hide)

Elea Maize (Naturegirl1999)
(Assets Roll: 4*) )Starting Circumstances)

You were running from the Crimson Cartel, the ones that always have a red sleeve and often tattooed sleeves as well. You found a place near a bridge where a glorious NAC York river was going through, and you feel as your feet just didn’t make any noise, no you were shocked. No matter how much you tried with kicking and moving your legs they just didn’t make any sound, no sound waves could be made, it is as if it is impossible for them to make sound. You were relieved when the Crimson criminals were gone, you just wanted a place to stay or food to bring back, you had friends back at the Eastside Homeless Shelters, you knew even a few of them were Paras, and the leader Steve Felin was a Super, a Blaster, who could shoot waves of white-light from his hands, they burned those who challenged the Transients, and he had the ability of a Striker, his hands could heal the sick and injured but he only did that for those who supported and brought food back to the Shelter. As you are thinking these moments in your head, a second thought comes as the bridge you were hiding in broke and you crashed into the water before your leg fell on the stone, they didn’t make any sound but you felt the pain jolt to your body they were broken. Terrified, you were drowning in the water until a bubble of water went through your body, a shield of water and oxygen that you can breathe through, it is as if you had water-breathing abilities. Your body was washed back by the stream of the river and the energy of two consecutive Triggering Events was too much, you went unconscious and woke back up in the medical hut in the Homeless Shelter, but haven’t told the other transients about the powers and dramatic events that had transpired. Just that you were almost attacked by the Crimsons.

You reflect as your wounds are being tended by Steve, you live in the Homeless Camp as most of your life you were an orphan before the transients took care of you. Throughout your years you have scrounge up a decent pile of cash and friends, another being Kara who lives in the Green Rose Apartments a super who saved your lives multiple times as she works with the Local Patrol and now have a paper documenting about the PAL Recruitment Drive, needing new members. You have a sophisticated tent in the Camps, and now need a motivation to go, find your old family?, join the Supers in some ways especially with your higher intellect?who knows where you will go from here. But you do know that your old research building where you were an associate, BioStudies Inc., is in the Northside of the metropolis.

Spoiler: Elea Maize (click to show/hide)

What do you all do?

Forum Games and Roleplaying / Street-Level Supers of a Near-Future Kind (OOC Thread 5/?)

« on: October 19, 2019, 07:38:45 pm »

In a place known as the year of 2069 the world has escaped an aftermath of an almost apocalyptic event known as WW3 in which NATO and an alliance between mega powers of Russia and China have actually done it, the nukes were dropped. Megacorporations have devoured the USA and other NATO-aligned factions and they have become corporatocracies, they desired revenue of the larger population force known as the Red Pact in which they had billions to gain access to. Not to mention that this Corporatocracy of North Atlantic had forced the world into a horrible global climate change that destroyed economies, billions of lives, and the continent's landmasses and atmosphere. Effectively the government of North Atlantic countries now have a political organization of NAC, Ultra high-net-worth individuals (UHNWI) now are the dominant lobbyists of the political force of NAC, even if some civil liberties exist for those on the bottom of the ladder. Dominant criminal cartels have risen up to this now modern economic world, as a world ridden with crime and inequality has been removed. There now only remains the crime infested urban sprawl of the masses and barren wasteland that still contain nuclear fallout. Technology in this world has unraveled the ability of near-sentient AI, fusion power, and much more but the greatest breakthrough is when humanity made Martian Base and discovered those multiple millennia-aged remnants of an unknown alien civilization and the excavation of those ruins.

Now the year 2142, seventy years in a world after the event known as the Martian Shift, a blindingly light of indescribable energy hit world with its glow, and the first of enhanced individuals have emerged. In the confusion of such enhanced power many tried to utilize their power for dramatic change in the political sphere, and humans that have unlocked this power as if it was from a different reality to together and then anarchy reigned for a time. NAC has reformed itself in a state that tries to maintain the control of corporation and federationists, a world-spanning league of the world super powers has established the Parahuman Associate League (PAL), a special law enforcement, and counter-terrorism agency developed by the New UN. The PAL Organization enlists the aid of supers in the quelling the wave of crime and terrorism, ostensibly to prevent another bright war, but in reality, to keep supers under surveillance and control for who knows what questionable purposes.

At the moment, there are three super classifications from the united governments , Villians are supers that use their powers to defy the law for personal profit or philosophy, Heroes are supers that have joined the PAL organization and use their powers to enforce the law and stop rogue Paras with a minimum of collateral damage, and Vigilantes are supers that have taken the law into their own hands, and dole out their own, often brutal version of justice on the streets.

You are a young adult in the NAC owned USA's northeastern mega-metropolitan sprawl's slums, Russia eastern nuclear frozen wasteland and rural outback, or Hong Kong’s seriously oppressed mass conurbation with authoritative martial law enacted to stop riots and only yesterday, you manifested superpowers of your own. Whether you embrace Villiany, Heroism, Vigilantism, or go Rogue is up to you but remember, the world is a dangerous place, and your survival isn't guaranteed.

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: The Rules (click to show/hide)

Roll To Dodge / Re: 🍆 Roll to Eggplant: Chronicles in the Garden (Minimalist): Turn 3 🍆

« on: January 24, 2018, 11:53:18 pm »

You were once a little eggplant sproutling that was created upon this world, you knew nothing in your little protected shell of a egg and were egocentric to only know of yourself. Innocence at this stage is beautiful, yet eggplants are not dependent upon being hatched, right after the egg you emerge to a world unknown, making your first step into the Garden of Equity. Your vision finally blurs out, your hearing becomes tuned, and your somatosensory of the little hairs on your eggplant skin can feel the light breeze. You finally become balanced and are now apart of a grouping of individuals who look exactly like you, though there may be differences in the size and parts they have, they seem though to have an association with you in some way. Now the era of the millennials has come.

Spoiler: What Is This? (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Character Creation (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Example Sheet (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Roll System (click to show/hide)

Conclusively, as the time sprawls. Anyone interested, and if so, you can create a sheet. There will be no limits on players for this type of game and there will be basic Roleplay. Besides that have fun!