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@seraphim73 said in The Eighth Sea - Here There Be Monsters:

@Scissors - Yeah, we've realized that we really should have started out in the Real World, gotten people involved in more "pirate-y" stuff to start with, and then thrown them into the Spirit World. We had been hoping that the Spirit World stuff would tie them together so that they wouldn't have reason to get involved in crew-vs-crew conflicts while they were in the Real World (since we have English Navy, Spanish merchants, and Pirates as crews, plus all the combat and non-combat shore folks). Definitely a mistake though. Should have gone for the most genre-defining stuff first, then shaken things up.

There's always the reset button if and when a big code overhaul has to occur with this new update.

I’ll admit that my character there has not picked up as much momentum as I hoped she would, but I don’t fault the game for that and I haven’t given up hope. Holidays and then new class schedules drew me away from the keyboard. That and well, I don’t have a tendency to veer towards combat oriented rp (or large group scenes) and that’s just where a lot of the initial action appears to be. Not unique to this game -- a lot of the new games that have popped up are going that route. I actually think they did a great job with 8th Sea, both in world building and player management.

The setting itself is interesting but poses certain creative challenges, especially if you plan on rping outside. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It’s just something to work with and around. It almost always seems to be raining, which makes for this sort of constant dismal uniformity that I imagine would start to weight pretty heavily ICly on anyone who has been present for any length of time. Coupled with the supernatural stuff, a lot of the imagery invoked for me personally is like... some kind of Tim Burton-esc pirates nightmare. Might be wayyy off but that's the beauty of reading logs instead of watching a movie!

By expanding the grid more, particularly rooms on the boats where the crews live and work, I think opens up places to form personal relationships within crews themselves and maybe even exploration of professional hierarchies. (I want this!) The boats were originally a single room each, which honestly drove me bonkers when there is a lot of opportunity for creating all those various decks, quarters, crows’ nests, etc to get folks’ imaginations going. (I’m in favor of rooms. MOR ROOMS! Rooms for all! OOC Lounges just don’t do it for me. They’re too easy to just stay in once you’re already there. They attract chatter away from the channels where, in my opinion, chat belongs -- especially if people want to continue to chat and rp out on the grid at the same time. But I realize that this is all just a matter of personal taste.)

I see my character as somebody that compensates for her own lack of life experience with an abundance of brassy faux-confidence. Or maybe it’s legitimate confidence and she just isn’t wise/self-aware enough to be afraid. I don’t know yet! Her and I haven’t gotten that far. I look forward to seeing her bite off more than she can chew or mouthing off to the wrong person -- hasn’t happened yet! So far, I’ve just been seeing her bounce off of seasoned sailors without too many hackles going up. She’s of Carib descent on her mother’s side (a woman she never met, whom she has complicated feelings about) but she was raised in Catholic traditions. Something I really looked forward to exploring when I made her was the interactions with Carib culture and the duality of her identity there. <-- If any of that sounds like something someone would be interested in building their own hooks off of, I totally welcome them to do so.

aww. I feel bad for your little icon.

so alone.

I totally get drawn into locking on to faces/pictures of faces. Usually when I'm way too far in my own head. Not very situationally aware at all, though.

@aria there are too many hills there

@surreality inherited and sold a different property elsewhere

My good friend/former roommate moved to midwest about four years ago with this blonde manic pixie dream woman who he’d been sort of peripheral friends with in high school but like, admittedly didn’t really know that well. (You do you, man!)

So, she drives here from Ohio to pick him up and bring him back with her. She has her dog with her for the whole road trip and seeing as I am taking mine out anyway, I offer to take them both for a walk. Her eyes get real big and she is like, shocked anyone would do anything so kind for her. inches a little bit farther away from Whatever. I help them load up some of the uHaul. She spends the night. ...IIII wake up in the morning to get ready for work and not a creature is stirring. Only thing is, the communal bathroom (lights off) has been taken over not only by every makeup and beauty product known to man, but a full breakfast with steaming hot coffee. I’m talking every available surface space including the lip of the bathtub, toilet seat, countertop completely taken over. (Full face of makeup and hair done to move heavy furniture and boxes in the summer? We different.) This is also food left unattended in an apartment with now two loose dogs and two cats. By the way, there are litter boxes in this bathroom. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a super cute bathroom! It’s just not… where one eats? I wait a little bit of time, feed and take the dogs out, again… come back… twenty minutes have passed and nobody appears to lay any claim any of the bathroom stuff sooooo, I start to get ready for work and hop in the shower. Not one full minute goes by before this bish is tap-tap-tapping her knuckles on my bathroom door, raising her voice like three shrill octaves about how her coffee is in there! I told her she’d just have to wait... in monotone because everything I say is in monotone. I'm cool like that. So, after that, things are chill. No hackles are up. We have coffee in the kitchen, she tells me about how she’s decided she likes the idea of going to go UPenn. (lol. okay.) I tell her my anecdote about how any time I pass by there, I see at least one person crying out in the open. She’s excited to someday live here possibly because she “already has a friend.” Oh, god. breaks fourth wall to stare dead-eyed at audience Entire lives go on. All is forgotten. Years pass.

Cut to present day.

Same friend is moving back to the city. The same two people are splitting a moving truck, but he arrives several days before her and sets up a temporary camp for himself in my home office. She’s bringing her dog and two cats, asks to stow them at my apartment for three days to make moving easier. Sure. My dog loves doggy guests. Whatever. The layout makes separating cats easy. ...except her ETA keeps getting pushed back and back and back (7 to 8 hr drive) until she’s going to arrive here at like, 3 AM. They’re apologizing and promising to be quiet, but realistically there’s no way to be quiet doing this. There are canines involved.

So, I get in the headspace to be woken up. Make my peace with it. It’s gonna happen. I form a battle plan in my head about just taking the dogs out together right away so they can get it out of their system. I end up actually just barely sleeping at all. Is what it is. Not the end of the world. ---She doesn’t show up!! She doesn’t start packing her things into the truck until 1 pm that day or rather, she doesn’t start soliciting help to pack up the truck on facebook until 1 pm. Ends up getting a hotel room halfway without telling anyone. Instead of coming here, she drives straight to the property she apparently purchased after very minimal research, site unseen, in Manayunk which I guess is… still technically in this city I guess. She wants us to come to her because the previous owners/tenants/landlords left a ton of their belongings and the place is horrible with no heat. (I'm shocktt!!)

Not only is Manayunk not at all convenient to get to from here and basically on another planet, but it is now no longer the weekend. It’s Monday. No, no, wait. It’s past noon on Monday! lol. Mama's got other real life shit to do... that she's actually already in the middle of doing, so...

Welcome, though! Good luck. If you use my apartment, take my dog around the block. </endrant>

Lost a cool rp buddy a while back, figured what the heck~

They played Jack, invisible Xavier's student, and Simon, BoM phaser, on X-Men rEvolution Mush. Their player handle there was 'Greenghost.'

mango gelato

Ferrando

@puppybreath The tension between Jamie & Rei was a lot of fun! I seriously still don’t know whether they’d have killed eachother in the end or not.

telecornjc?

@faceless She spent most of the time being relatively terrified of him until she realized what was up ...y'know, after much staring.

Wasn’t going to post about her but I’d be remiss if I didn’t give Lark credit where it’s due. She went from an austere, very sheltered/closed-minded idealist to… as much of a powerhouse as she could be given her lack of experience -- out of necessity. Suddenly this character (my first L&L character) that I’d written up haphazardly to be fodder for a political marriage (og concept was a bride disgruntled by her match) was suddenly forced to put on a brave face along with me while we free fell together. Watching her defenses fluctuate in the moments where she caved under pressure made for some really rewarding logs, and it was fun while it was fun. I snrk in retrospect at how much foot-dragging and eye-rolling I did about being convinced to play a princess. I have no doubt that she’ll reappear in some new incarnation someday.

Christian @ XFS was this plucky tagalong. An attempt at a light-hearted char but I’m cruel so obviously, his story took a turn for the worst. His power was basically the equivalent of Squirtle’s water gun attack? So, super useful all the time. No creativity needed! The dude’s eyes were always bulging out of his head and his voice was always cracking. I’d be on the other side of the keyboard dying when I’d have him show up to try and be Richard’s sidekick (despite numerous protestations that Rich was not a superhero) doing faux-ninja tuck & rolls in his homemade costume, learning how to play Wonderwall on the guitar. He was ...never the same after he came back from being lost in time smh. Also, his drawn-out mega-crush on Orianne from the above post ^ was so intensely awkward and fumbling.

@auspice I know, right?! She's been in my arsenal for a little while. Glad I finally got an excuse to actually bust her out! ...even if she doesn't have any period-appropriate pictures.

Heya! I’m hopping on here to give kudos for how immediately impressed I am with this game’s player management. Intervening with OOC problems can be draining and uncomfortable territory. I see plenty of game admin avoid it through largely non-interventionist strategies but ultimately, that’s how you set the tone for a healthy game and keep quality players around.

@saosmash how DARE! you forgot @Meg
also Reinard but I don't know their handle

@OldFrightful Leander was truly inspired. Alas. He shined too bright, too fast.

On XFS, I played a father-figure / social worker character who helped at-risk mutant youth ~while struggling with the addictive nature of his own mutations. His abilities were sort of both sides of the coin. Healing & life energy / vampiric death. It’s an overused concept and I barely ever used his powers until the very end. All of the fun came from @zz playing a cop and the two doing this ‘will they/won’t they’ dance before he ended up betraying everyone and sucking the life out of one of the younger characters he’d taken under his wing (played by @tat). It was a glorious, very satisfying story to create.

@arkandel shrug