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Maybe it should start as one character per person just to have everyone focus on a particular character for a while and not let things get spread too thin. Then, if activity is good, allow for people to make more.

The two examples you listed were of characters based off of comic books. The only people who ever stay dead are Uncle Ben and Batman's parents(and even then that's not always true). Sometimes you just can't kill off a main character.

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There is no Justice League without Superman. There just isn't. He's the very essence of it. There's no debate to be had about it. Batman just isn't a shining beacon of hope and justice like Superman is and neither is Wonder Woman. So it's not really a cop out to revives Supes. Unless there's no plans for a Justice League movie.

As for any other kind of movie...well, it's hard to kill your hero off in the first movie because generally audiences wouldn't have had enough time invested into said hero to really give a damn if they die. Sometimes, just killing off a hero to have emotional impact is cheap and pointless. There are more interesting things to do than death. Sometimes you can do worse than kill off your hero.

Arch is ready for action.

Just about every shooter nowadays uses RPG mechanics now. Got levels for this and that, stat increases, customization, whathaveyou. If you want to look for something a little more in-depth than that though, there's still plenty of other games that have other genres within them. Pretty much any minigame in those big openworld RPGs can be considered genre-mixing. The thing is, sometimes games try to add too much and end up diluting the main focus or mechanic of the game leading to something less...desirable.

Forgot No Man's Sky was supposed to come out this August. I wonder if it still has enough hype to carry it to success.

Congrats. c: Not gonna post a huge wall of text because whatever I say won't do anything for your happiness.


Now for a completely unnecessary point of view from me: I'd be upset if my girlfriend proposed to me. I'm a traditional old man. *old at 24* B(

Neat trailer for A King's Tale:

Obviously can't judge the gameplay from this but the aesthetic looks nice.

Ash's eyes followed after Morrigan as she turned from him and shifted his gaze from the fairy toward the nephilim. Whatever was troubling Morrigan he would have to wait for her to tell him at a later time. Turning his head off in the direction Alarick hurried along to, obviously eager to see his sister, Ash followed after the shadowhunter passing under the shadow of a tree as he moved forward. Splitting up was necessary. If the situation had grown as dire as he believed it had, and with what he knew of Rhett's character, he needed to give some much-needed advice to the young wolf.

"After I have a word with her, yes. You can." Ash responded to Aethelrick when Alarick did not.

Discussing anything with Hestia was the last thing on his mind given the fact that a turned Brianne resided in the apartment as well...along with Clarity. Ash doubted the girl would ever heed his word and simply stay out of trouble. As experienced as she liked to believe she was, her attitude often reminded him of a rebellious teenager who would never admit being someone who sought approval. As much as he found it endearing in a somewhat annoying sense Ash worried over how that kind of demeanor could lead to harm.


"Do you honestly intend to destroy a Mortal Instrument or was your request meant for a last resort should your kind lose control over this situation? To prevent anyone but a shadowhunter to use them." Ash spoke up the moment he caught up to Alarick, intentionally avoiding the subject of what seemingly caught his eye earlier. There was no point in discussing idle speculation.

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Cin stood still as Luce left. The effects of whatever Titania had done to Luce had only grown since leaving. It was either that or the girl was horrifyingly out of shape and could not stand a simple walk. Cin was not inclined to believe the latter. He wondered if, by the way she dragged her feet, the same thing had happened to Luce as with Yorick. Cin knew of Titania's persuasive ways and had been fortunate enough to never be on the receiving end of such trickery but he had a suspicion that the spell that guarded his weapons was more than a mere barrier.

The more he dwelled on the thought, the more his paranoia scratched at the back of his mind, forcing him to exit the building and follow after the girl. If there was the slightest possibility that Titania was using this girl, he would have to put and end to whatever enchantment plagued Luce. One way or another. The fey trailed behind Luce, his curiosity piqued when she made off towards the northern section of the city. "What is she doing?" Cin muttered under his breath, deciding to keep his plans on a momentary hold to figure out what was going on with the girl. Cin kept to the shadows as he stalked her, knowing he would have to make a choice soon enough as to whether he should stop her and bring her to his people, despite the risks, or allow her to go on her way.

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His muscles feeling less like they were on fire, Rhett took the time to stand and stretch his legs. Glad that resting had done him some good Rhett made his way out, neatly shelving the book he had mostly finished reading, to move on to something else. Hestia was nowhere to be seen and it looked as if Brianne was still locked away. The werewolf sighed, wishing to see her but not wanting to do something to anger their host.

He pulled out his phone, seeing dozens messages from names he recognized belonged to other werewolves from the pack he had disbanded earlier. As Rhett scrolled through the messages he smiled upon learning that both his and Felicia's people had gotten to safety. Several had messaged him expressing their wishes to join him against Titania but as much as the sense of duty to their kind they displayed, Rhett could only imagine how meager such a small number of wolves would appear before Titania's forces. There needed to be an alpha. Still in his hand, the phone vibrated once more with a message from a more familiar name. Ash.

Apparently he was on his way. Along with Alarick. Though Rhett was not looking forward to the looks and words Alarick might have for him the werewolf was glad to at least see some familiar faces. Their return must have meant their trip had some success. It was one of the few pieces of good news Rhett still had to hold on to.





"Rhett made off with a girl who looked like she was undergoing the Change." One of the wolves responded. "Hestia came and portaled him, the girl, an ifrit, and some...guy away. The packs disbanded and we were told by Rhett to keep an eye out on you." He showed Felicia his bloodied hands. It was not his own blood that stained his skin. "Even when you're unconscious you squirm but I patched you up as best I could."

"We were told if we stuck together, it would be unsafe. With how powerful Titania is and seeing you bleeding out from a fairy not even half as strong as her, I think we made the right decision." The medic added, his eyes shifting over towards the lookouts stalking the perimeter.

What if, now that the staff is back, we abandon them? No? Okay.

Let's party or something.

Not much new here except for a flaming area onscreen on a computer in the background after the 5 minute mark. Ifrit confirmed?

I can edit too. o:

It made sense for both Clarity and Rhett to be with Hestia. Ash was glad to at least know Hestia had not left them to die in the clutches of Titania. He took in a deep breath and outstretched his hand to feel the soft drops of rain to splash against his palm. The soaked ground beneath him gave an indication that a storm had just passed. The dim light of dawn and the overcast sky reminded him of what he had once called home but now was not the time for such nostalgic thoughts to come to mind.

"Thank you, Gaia. We will return to you soon enough." Ash turned his attention over towards Morrigan, wishing for the chance to speak to her alone once more now that he had been given the time to collect his thoughts. He was more sure now than ever before of the truth. "I would appreciate your company once more." He spoke towards the fairy.

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Cin sat down. Dramatically! It was far too easy to make the escape and he could only wonder what possessed Titania to allow them such an easy way out. She must have known he would make any attempt to keep himself alive and here he was, free from his shackles. Or so it seemed. The rundown police building had definitely seen better days but it was a good enough place to lay low for now. "What are your plans from here on out, girl?" The former knight questioned Luce, his eyes focused on her. He had given his word...at least nonverbally that he would not kill her. They worked together to get out and lashing out on her now was far too dishonorable an act for him to even attempt. If she wished to leave and fight him in the future, that would be her choice but he would not hesitate to strike her down should she take up arms against him.




Far away, in an abandoned warehouse, because abandoned places are common... A small group of five werewolves roamed the empty building with one of them, being from Rhett's pack staring up at the leak in the ceiling listening as droplets of water dripped onto the cracked concrete floor. One of Felicia's own wolves knelt over her, having just finished changing her bandages. The remaining werewolves remained alert, keeping their eyes and ears open to the slightest notice of danger.

I see you used the fancy new script you made. Nice.

Headphones. Always bring headphones. And a chair. xD How about...nail...trimming...stuff. I don't know. Or a small plug-in light to test the outlets of the new place.

Ash eyed the others when they received their responses for the requests given to the Mother of Fairies. Ash was wary of his own request and knew what he would have to do the moment they returned. The most intriguing thing was Alarick's apparent desire to destroy a Mortal Instrument. He could very easily see the value in having such knowledge. Having such a powerful object out of existence surely meant a higher chance for the deaths of thousands to not occur by their misuse.


"If you would need my blood to destroy an Instrument, I will give it to you." Ash spoke up, his eyes shifting over towards Morrigan. Her wish did not surprise him though he could have never have guessed it to have been something so specific. Keeping someone from dying? It definitely sounded like Morrigan. "I could have never asked for a better partner." He muttered under his breath, showing the slight hint of a smile. Even amongst the dozens of plots he knew were at work there was always her to count on. Even if she was not the only person he trusted, he simply trusted her above all others and knew how dangerous such faith could be.


With Gaia present, Ash was forced to consider how things could go wrong from here. Despite the trials having seemingly ended, his spirits were not completely lifted. Not yet. Blind hope was something he could never allow himself to give in to.

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"No stories? That's a shame. I'm sure you'll get your chance. As long as it doesn't become your only one." Rhett sighed and leaned back in his chair as he flipped through the pages of Hestia's text. "You know, there's going to have to be an alpha soon. I'm going to have to get my strength back up if I'm going to have any chance at keeping out any terrible choices from having their way." Once more the werewolf took a deep breath knowing that a brief burst of preparation for such a thing would never guarantee him very much but it was far better than sitting around waiting for a fight. Thankfully, Creed was stuck in this place just as he was. The same went for Brianne, who needed to calm down, and Clarity, who had no set time on how long it would take for her to recover.

Ash was not here but that did not mean he was lacking for sparring partners when his wounds had healed up further. "Brianne is going to need an outlet. I can be that for her but with all the action I'm expecting there to be, I think you could use a little practice on the art of fighting without getting yourself killed. I could use the extra practice as soon as my limbs start listening to me. Uh...if you'd feel comfortable sparring of course. And if Hestia has no objections. ...And assuming we have room for it somewhere." Or I could be stuck reading until things get worse. Don't want that. Definitely not. I need to do something.

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Grasping her hand gently, Cin tugged on Luce to bring her closer towards him. The gesture probably made her as uncomfortable as it did for him but simple holding onto her was not enough for him to extend his magic. He had never given much practice to extending it onto another and therefore needed to be close for it to have the slightest chance of working. With the odds against them, the only thing in their favor was his own ability and knowledge of the security in the Court. "I am not questioning your ability to listen but I must stress this point once more, stop when I stop. Move when I move. Do not question me. Some of the enchantments here are strange and far beyond my time but I believe I can get us out alive." Thoughts of hypocrisy came to mind as he had just condemned Titania for working with nephilim just moments earlier yet here he was, stuck with one of their kind. There was no other option. It had to be done.

Cin stepped forward and into the darkness, bringing Luce with him as his magic took effect. It all seemed clear for now. The entire path to the cells was not covered in complete darkness but it would be enough so long as they took their time. Ironically, Luce would see the end of a tunnel by the night's end. Just not one pertaining to her death...hopefully.

Everyone needs a chill pill and pictures of Meow Wow. That's all. Hopefully things will be handled much better in the future. By everyone.

I cannot frown. For I am a guitar. This is physically impossible for me.

#TheREALTruthIsHere

Oh. It sounded like you were leaving. Never mind them. The less drama the better.

They always come back. Usually. Maybe. Okay, sometimes.