Rowen’s Comments (group member since May 12, 2018)

Rowen’s comments from the Realms of Fantasy group.

This space is for everyone. Maybe the hero dumped their mug of ale all over the villain's brand new sacrificial robe, or the villain smashed their martini glass over the hero's head, or the villain's were so drunk they kidnapped the sidekick instead of the princess. Your only limit is how far the ogre carries the sidekick away.

This space is for those that like to nag/mentor, those that take all your secrets to the grave, and those that follow your hero into the deepest, darkest cave even though they said it was a bad idea and it smells funny. Your limit might be as far as your sidekick is willing to go.

This space is for all of your villains to mingle, whether it's over a martini in a night club, or in a dungeon at the base of Mordor, or gathering all of your flying monkeys to go kidnap a princess. The only limit is still your imagination.

This thread is space for all of your heroes to get together and mingle, whether that includes bonding over a mug of ale in a tavern, or a competitive game of Halo, or hunting a troll. The only limit is your imagination.

Trinity wrote: "I found this advice on at http://forumroleplay.com/roleplay-gui... and thought I would share as it might help us in our role playing our cha..."

This is really helpful, especially considering I sometimes forget scenery, like scents and sounds, cuz I'm too focused on how my characters react or move and what they're saying. But you have to refrain from overdoing it, like your character won't notice the smell of smoke if their ass is on fire. They might notice the heat. :D

This is a place to post and exchange useful links, tips, tricks, or tools that have aided you along the way.

If you've developed your own character sheets, story sheets, etc. and you would like to share them those will be very welcome too.

Please be respectful of each author's process; we all don't write the same way.

At a later date we'll go through and brainstorm on what our characters could have said or done that would demonstrate the personality traits that we want our characters to demonstrate. Group participation and suggestions are welcome.

Rayorian raises an eyebrow at the vampire hybrid thing. He hasn't figured out what he is yet. He turns around and groans. He throws an arm out towards Lucipher, "Really, Lucipher?!"

Lucipher blinks, "What did I do?" and turns around. "Oh come on! How did it get behind me!"

Standing behind them and watching the exchange with amusement is the dragon. Its form begins to shrink, revealing that of a woman with long bronze hair and a dress of ever changing reds, yellows, browns, and oranges.

Dresseme huffs, "You said I was going to be rescued by a hottie. You didn't tell me he was going to be a misogonystic, manhandling hottie!"

The dragon turned woman chuckles.

Lucipher groans, "I knew it was you. You always sound like you're mocking me when you're talking."

"I am confused," Rayorian adds, "What was the point of this, Shimarune?"

Shimarune offers a small smile, "Character development."

"I still don't get it," Lucipher replies.

(The End)

Rayorian helps a relieved Dresseme off the man's shoulders, helping her remove the harness.

She huffs, bundling up the cloth and aggressively tossing it aside.

Rayorian tries not to snicker.

Rayorian flails his arms, stumbling at the sudden jostle. "Fucking ass!" he barks.

Lucipher shrieks, loosing his balance and tumbling down the steps.

Rayorian ignores the Archangel, steps won't hurt him, and sprints after Edward. He dives out the window, flipping around to land on his feet. He straightens and glares at Lucipher. The Archangel, clearly having flown outside, offers a small wave.

Dresseme cusses the man out, pounding on his head.

"Oh I know you did not just tell me to calm down!" Dresseme raises a hand to slap this misogynistic man.

Dresseme swats the man's shoulder as he starts man handling her. "What do you think you're doing?!" she shrieks. "You better get your hands off me, sweetheart!"

Dresseme eyes her mysterious rescuer. She decides to not mention the glitter. She places her hands on her hips, watching him, "What in Satan's name are you doing?"

Rayorian and Lucipher bound into the room, interrupting her. "Don't go down stairs," Lucipher says, "The dragon's guarding the door."

"With its ass," Rayorian replies.

Dresseme raises an eyebrow, "With you two involved, I'm not even going to ask."

"Oh thank God," Dresseme breathes, standing from the chair she was seated in. "I'm so bored. I don't even have my phone."

Rayorian takes a step to follow their Twilight friend, but is interrupted.

The dragon plops its butt right in front of the door and sticks its tail into the hallway, swishing it back and forth.

Rayorian ducks only to jump to avoid the appendage.

Lucipher flattens himself against a wall, scowling, "This isn't fun anymore."

"Speak for yourself!" Rayorian retorts, doing a sideways flip over the tail.

Lucipher summons his flaming sword, holding it like a baseball bat. He pulls it back and swats the dragon on the butt with the flat side of the blade.

The dragon yelps, jerking away.

"Come on," Rayorian tells Lucipher before sprinting up the steps after Edward 2.0 with Lucipher following.

Lucipher stumbles through the door way, staying on his feet. He straightens his shirt, "Geez, couldn't even set me on my feet?"

Rayorian starts laughing so hard, stumbling through the door and has to lean against a wall.

"Whoa, hey, hold on!" Lucipher complains, "I don't always roll a natural twenty!"

Rayorian sprints after them, snickering.

The dragon's threat level decreases as he starts laughing, a full bodied cackling, leaving him unable to do anything else.

"You boys better hurry up," the dragon states, "You have three minutes before I eat her."

"Wait, you can't give us a time limit!" Rayorian answers. "That is not how this works!"

The dragon lifts his snout, "I'm a dragon; I make the rules up as I go."

"Great; it's a cheater," Lucipher grumbles.

"You know I can fly, right?" Lucipher states. "I can just fly up there and get Dresseme."

"Sure, if you want to go through the dragon," Rayorian replies.

Lucipher groans, dropping his shoulders. "You're right; it can fly too."