Code: PIRULUK

Mayu is best Vocaloid *initiates flame shield*

Wellllll not really... You would still be able to control your own character, but you would have to take care to ensure he behaves in a manner which belies a lack of knowledge about the future. If that makes sense.

Yes, please do. I'm kind of busy for the next couple of days, the next part of the mission will be up on Monday or something, promise :x ALSO, I have recieved word that I have been accepted into a boarding school for the next couple of years. As such, I will only be able to post sparingly, and mainly on weekends. While I assume Kaito will continue to faithfully monitor the RP *deathglares at Kaito*, I understand that he, surprisingly, has a life, and so I need to find an additional co-mod. Let me know if you're interested in helping out. After February, I'll still be here, just not so active. I'll be like the puppetmaster controlling everything in the shadows and things *insert evil laughter here*

hmmmmmmm I'll need to figure out a way to include you without breaking the flow of the story :/ this chapter's more or less finishing up. ...AFTER 2 BLOODY MONTHS >< I initially planned 7 chapters for this, but looks like I'll have to cut it to 4. Takes too long. Flux, Darklight, Murdoc, use the nice helpful arrows on the walls to find your way back to the meeting room #2. Is everyone at the statue yet? It's getting hard for me to keep track.

Eleriese guided Gillem through the steps of a simple waltz. Foot after foot, step after step, she came to understand Gillem, to see his hopes and thoughts. Rough skin, but gentle hands. He had seen conflict, but he was not one who enjoyed it. A step occasionally too far, but never too short. An earnest individual, without a fear of the unknown. Possibly prone to naivety. Light, tentative steps during the more complex movements. A careful, dilligent person. A man who wished not to offend. Through such slight clues, Eleriese formed a profile of Gillem. Oblivious to the gathering crowd, the human and the elf danced as one, probing; feeling; understanding.

"Haven't heard that one in a while. It's a lovely piece, but I can't recall the name of the tune." "That's Requiem of the Past Age, isn't it?" Eleriese popped up behind the gathered group, her ears twitching and her footsteps light. "Well? Don't stop, keep playing! It's been too long since I've heard an Elvish flute. Besides, we're still waiting for Es, aren't we?" Without waiting for a response from Olrien, Eleriese lightly stepped up to Gillem and offered up a small hand as an invitation. "Would you join me for a dance? You can learn a lot about a person by dancing with them."

Kancolle for GotY~~~ Moe battleships >>>> everything

Legend of the Heroes: Trails in the Sky(LotH:TitS for short) not really an obscure game, but underappreciated and underrated

I have a distinct urge to roleplay an anthropomorphised weapon of war, but that's not going to happen :<

So...... If you've spoken to me on chat recently, or been up-to-date with what's new and happening over in Japan - the land of the crazy - You'll know what I'm talking about. Kantai Collection, commonly shortened to "Kancolle", is a browser game from Japan. This thread, therefore, is but a means for me to spread the love and chat about the game. Information The title translates to "Fleet Collection", and is a game about naval warfare. The objective of the game is to build a strong fleet of ships, upgrade them, and finally use them in combat against enemy ships, known as the "Deep Sea Fleet". Kancolle is a browser game through and through; animation is minimal, there's a heavy focus on resource management and time-based events. That said, the art is gorgeous - but I'll get to that in a minute. What's really intriguing is the level of thought put into the game - The stats and/or equipment of the various ships have a close correlation to actual events during their period of service. For instance, the Light Cruiser Yukikaze has an abnormally high luck stat - a reference to the fact that despite her participation in numerous front-line sorties during WW2, she was never sunk. As for why this game is popular in Japan, the reason is exceedingly simple. Let's meet the ships: Shimakaze was a unique Destroyer built for the IJN during WW2. She is famous for being one of the fastest Destroyers in the world, as well as for the distinction of being the sole Japanese Destroyer armed with type-93 Torpedos. This is her in Kancolle. This is Kongou, a Japanese battleship built in England. The last Japanese capital ship constructed outside of Japan, she was also the first ever battlecruiser of the Kongou-class. With these two images, it should be abundantly clear why this game has soared to popularity. I could expound on the merits of the game for a long time, but it would be much better to find out yourself by playing the game. There's a reason this game is getting huge, with multiple official mangas, a metric ton of fan-art all over the place, an upcoming Summer 2014 anime and an upcoming PSVita game, Kan Colle Kai. I'll just leave some in-game screenshots here for you to enjoy the art: The fact that it's a card collection game(a la Legend of the Cryptids) might raise some concerns - can't blame anyone there - but I can assure you, this is rather different from the cash cows which are the mobile-based "Card Battle" games. Did I mention that every ship is voiced? Also, it's not pay2win, which is always a plus in my opinion. This thread's purpose is just to find others who love this game, and of course to promote it to people who haven't heard about it. If you're interested in playing, I'll drop the link to the English wiki over here: http://kancolle.wikia.com/wiki/Kancolle_Wiki Registration guide: http://kancolle.wikia.com/wiki/Tutorial:_How_to_Register

Eleriese watched as Olrien walked quietly into the night. Sighing, she turned and moved toward the inn. As she opened the door, the young innkeeper looked up and gave her a slight smile. "Eleri! It's been too long!" Eleriese rolled her eyes at the innkeeper's dramatics. "It's only been a month." "Exactly! Too long!" Eleriese's lips curled up slightly in a barely discernable smile. "It's nice to see you again, Gram. I need a place to stay the night. Is the usual arrangement fine?" Gram gave a quick nod. "Certainly. But are you sure about it? I'll be more than happy to just give you a room, no charge!" Eleriese laughed softly, a sweet, resonant laugh. "Thank you for the offer, but I really need to dance. My feet are itching to move." Gram moved from behind the counter and lit several of the candles in the lounge, illuminating a spot of empty space in the middle. "Then, my dear, the stage is yours." "One more thing..." Eleriese's eyes lit up with mischief. "...I need accompaniment. If you would...?" Gram strode over to the wall and plucked an aged mandolin off a hook. "Name a song." Eleriese thought for a bit. She needed to dance, but she should perform a rejuvenating one to ensure she is well-rested... "Hmmm... Play "The Arrival of Fresh Dawn", please." "I see your favorites haven't changed much at all." Gram started to strum the familiar tube on the mandolin, causing Eleriese's instincts to stir. "The morning breaks, the Sun reigns now; A sky of sapphire, no more the dark howls. The dew in the forest, the songs of the jays, The morning comes now at the dawn of the day." As Gram sang, Eleriese's body moved of its own accord. She followed no routines, used no established techniques; her body simply followed the nuances of the melody, moving naturally, twirling, twisting, turning, leaping. As she danced, she felt the magic flow through her, changing as it flowed, converting into energy, refreshing her more than a night of rest possibly could. As she moved, she felt energy radiate out from her. The patrons sitting at the bar and lounge felt themselves energised, rejuvenated. All eyes turned to look at Eleriese as she, together with Gram, wove an elaborate tapestry of music and movement. And thus did Eleriese dance the night away, praising the coming of the dawn.

Um... Which squad are we waiting on now? Pokelord's?

"Bought everyone in the bar a round of drinks" Apparently Olrien has more money than he needs. A lot more.

Eleriese blushed slightly at Olrien's praise. "You're overselling me. All I did was slap you. And cry. And speak in a commanding tone of voice. Now that was fun." She looked at Gillem. "Seriously though, we should get moving. I'm getting restless. If we stand here any longer, I might spontaneously start a waltz."

Eleriese glanced to the side. "I think my lacking innate mana might have contributed to that." She turned to Es. "I'm a bit rusty with our traditions, myself. I've been away from the elves a long time." She smiled, then turned toward Gillem. "More to the point, aren't we spending a bit too much time talking here? We're in the middle of the street and people are looking at us funny. We should probably quicken our pace...unless we're waiting for someone?"

Eleriese rolled her eyes at Olrien's boasting. "Please. I remember your first attempts at brewing that. Still get nightmares about it some times." She shuddered as she recalled the taste. She stole a quick glance at the other elf in the party: he was staring straight ahead, not saying anything, scarcely even blinking. She lightly took hold of Olrien's chin in her slim, pale fingers and gently guided his ear next to her lips, speaking in a soft whisper. "That aside, do you recognise that other elf? He's not from our village, is he? Do you think he's alright?"

Just giving myself pseudo-Bardic Knowledge because #performer

Eleriese clucked her tongue in amusement. "A Berserker. Quite the... stereotypical profession for the Shantii. Not that it's a bad thing. I like you. Much thanks for the compliment; Shantii performers are pretty good, themselves. I've been around, and Shantii melodies do hold a charm of their own." She turned toward the rest of the party. "Oh, right. I haven't actually introduced myself yet. I'm Eleriese Fyrnhed. Kind of hard for non-Elves to remember, so Eleri's fine. That's what my friends call me. As you already know, I am a dancer. Probably the only Elvish dancer, I think. Everyone else wants to learn magic. Not me; dancing is my dream. My mana pool's too small for conventional magic, anyway." She walked over to Olrien and threw an arm across his shoulders. "Olly and I used to play all the time back when we were kids. He's a rebel. Well, not as much as me though." Her gaze became harder. "As for battle proficiency... well, I'm a dancer. I dance. That's about it. I can defend myself in close quarters, no problem, but brawling it out on the front lines? I'll pass. I'd rather not get demon blood all over myself. Ick." Eleriese shivered with disgust at the prospect, then returned to the issue at hand. "That said, I can help in other ways. If we're short in funds, I could probably - using a combination of perfectly moral and somewhat questionable means - get a decent amount of coin in a night if it's a lively city. Also, I've travelled the continent; I'm pretty familiar with the land. Also with edible berries. And inedible berries. And I do hear a lot of rumours in my various stints in taverns... that might possibly help? Also, I think I may have mentioned this before, but I can dance. Yeah." In the ensuing atmosphere of awkwardness, Eleriese blushed a deep crimson, then mitigated it by pirouetting on the spot several times, ending in a deep curtsy. "So, nice to meet you, and please take care of me."

Important Question: which gods exist in Aervana?

Eleriese stood in the group of men, yawning. Introductions. Yay. She tuned out most of the speech, only paying attention to the name; not knowing their names might lead to awkward situations. As she waited for her turn, she glanced inside her bag to check that everything was there: two ribbons, a fan, a shawl, a pair of luminescent gloves, a pair of white flats, several bottles of luminescent body paint, a pair of sleeve extensions, and a bag of clinking coins. The load was relatively light - aside from the coins, of course - and made for quick travelling. As the grey-haired elf began to speak, Eleriese dug her bare toes into the gravel, enjoying the rough feeling of the world and absorbing the tiny sounds of the insects bustling around, feeling their vibrations through her feet and allowing them to resonate through her. As she immersed herself in this unseen world, the Elf's name caught her attention. "I am Olrien Galessong..." Wait. Olrien? That Olrien? The cute boy she used to play with? Eleriese squinted at his features. It was him, no doubt. She had somehow missed it before, but he had those nice, slate gray eyes, the same colour as his hair. As he finished speaking and steeped back, Eleriese jump-tackled him and held him in a long embrace. "Olly! It's been waaaaaaaaaay too long! How've you been?! You're a Knight, now? Wow... I knew it was going to happen eventually, but... wow..." Eleriese disentangled herself from Olrien and took a few steps back, before bending over, crossing her hands behind her back and putting her face squarely in Olrien's field of vision. "Don't you remember? It's me! Eleri!"

I don't really think there's a "right" way to RP. I do think good English is important though :S Also, your character is an elf. So is mine. Let's get married