Giovenith wrote:Pony posts incoming, if that's cool.
Cool with me.
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by Monfrox » Fri Jan 06, 2017 10:47 am
Giovenith wrote:Pony posts incoming, if that's cool.
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Giovenith » Fri Jan 06, 2017 1:14 pm
by Holy Lykos » Fri Jan 06, 2017 2:10 pm
by Cerillium » Fri Jan 06, 2017 2:14 pm
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Cerillium » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:02 pm
Holy Lykos wrote:
Could you guys give examples of times this happened, Bran, Mon? Exact examples of when your characters are refused to go on missions or do a random event because "no mundanes allowed"? Giving vague examples doesn't really help others identify why you feel that way.
Just the opinions I have on the things Mon and Bran are bringing up. Pretty much stuff I said in the IRC while Mon and we were discussing it yesterday. Its a rather false dichotomy that they're feeling. Though I do think the Archive/OOC says what areas are safe to go to and what requires OP permission to run stories in.
Also while I wasn't here during the end of the Bielefeld part: I heard it was because of mundanes badmouthing the gods and supers in the setting that things got dangerous. That people in the city were increasingly fed up because they partially fed the fire of anti-super sentiment.
Swith Witherward wrote:Neste hid her grin behind a sip of tea. Poor Marcus. He had foot-in-mouth disease. She took note of Septimus' lack of perspiration and was about to greet Melly when two things happened: Thaddeus passed her a note and Minerva rose from her chair. The construct glanced at the paper and then back at the old cyborg, a tad wide-eyed at his straightforward query. She nodded in reply.
Minerva stepped in front of the guest table and motioned for everyone to settle. She seemed to be an ordinary woman with a penchant for black leather and too many buckles. There wasn’t anything particularly magical about her although her eyes had a bit of a sparkle to them. She made a small attempt to smile at the group before allowing her face to return to its customary frown.
“I am Captain Minerva Blackwater, Charumati’s cultist leader. Regretfully, Charumati can not be here tonight; god war and all that.” Her crisp British accent, almost colonial in hue, carried a no-nonsense tone to it. “First off, let’s talk about the invasion. There have been a flurry of rumors. I assure you that, as far as we know, nothing is moving on the horizon. We’ve called this meeting for an altogether different reason.”
She had hoped to get through things quickly but the appearance of so many new Residents mean that a recap was in order. The cultist leader sighed. So much for finishing before tonight's Who aired.
“There is too much history to cover,” she admitted. “I’ll offer a brief summary for the newest Residents. Let’s start with the Third Drone Invasion. The Drones are a nefarious alien empire of machines which destroy or ruin all that are not like it. Rotten luck that they chose Earth as a target.
“We – Chaos - had prepared for that invasion for some time. We realized early on that we were outmatched and thus we approached the Nifid, an extremist alien empire, although they are absolutely pleasant towards Earth. They offered to assist with their technology. These combined forces, along with last minute aid from Residents, made it possible to check the Drone Empire. The battle came to a stalemate. The Drones agreed that they would leave IF allowed to destroy the one thing that they believed stood as the bastion of humanity – the Building itself. Thus the old city of Vaffelhelm and the original Building met their end.
“The Building Residents returned to find the city and nation throwing a party in their honor. Not a single citizen had been lost! Bielefeld was a now country that not only overlooked our oddities, but welcomed us in with open arms and often turned a blind eye to our antics provided the citizens went unmolested. They gave us rights, they gave us a place to call home, they gave us liberties and allowed us to pursue happiness.”
Minerva paused to wet her throat with a sip of tea. It sounded so basic when summed up in such a manner, nothing but footnotes in margins. Ah well, there wasn’t time to do the full story any justice.
“Now we come to the present day situation. There is some important history to this as well. Before I begin, I need to stress that I can not disclose everything.” She sighed, fully expecting grumbling from Torii and Katya. “I’m well aware of people’s dissatisfaction regarding a lack of transparency, however, were I to be completely transparent, I would put two lives at great risk.”
Minerva realized the need to word things as delicately as possible, yet still provide necessary back story. “The Nation of Bielefeld eventually determined that we were all uniquely gifted and could have a purpose within our community. We Residents could help it by doing as we did during the Drone invasion – we could protect our new home and render aid when the need arose. On Friday, 5th of July, 2013, the nation’s government called the Residents to a meeting to discuss the possibilities of making things more official.
“Their idea was to form a group comprised of Residents – magical, mechanical, mundane and so on - from this Building. This group would keep tabs on the bad things that rolled in, stop those things before they could become a serious threat, or else help mend the community after the crisis had passed. It was voluntary. The nation and this city offered to fully fund the group. The pay was more than generous.
“The meeting was sparsely attended. In fact, it was a dismal failure because one Resident, a mundane, decided to speak for every last supernatural being in Bielefeld. Her demands insulted the government officials. Specifically, she insisted that her nation be granted greater influence in Bielefeld. Allow their troops to come in, and giant robots. The government said ‘no’, naturally. Bielefeld is a sovereign state. The mundane pouted and ran her mouth. We were all asked to leave. The government was left with this impression: The abhumans want to take control of the nation.
“Another mundane from our group complained in a public taxi on the way to the pub where we were all meeting in order to discuss options. She stated in front of the driver, Why is it we get nothing? We're mortal! We should be getting more recognition for our bravery then these godlings and magicks who just glide through life with their powers! The driver passed along this gossip: The abhumans get too much credit and recognition.
“Inside the pub, the topic of acknowledgement and fame came up. The mundane girl that spoke for all of us at the government meeting stated, I'm already a soldier...and I'm expected to fight for these people, and I feel like I won't be acknowledged for it...I don't want to help them.
“Perhaps this sentiment would have gone over better had she not been sitting in a cultist pub filled with cultist soldiers still mourning the loss of over a thousand cultist friends – the names of which would never appear on any tombstone or monument – that sacrificed themselves to keep the dimensional doorways to the citizen shelters sealed during the final blast? The cultist impression was simple: resentment.”
Minerva shook her head. So much of this could have been prevented. Gossip truly did spread like a wild fire, and ferreting out the genesis of it had taken nearly two years.
“The seeds of contempt were sown on three fronts: the government saw us as demanding and selfish and wanting to control their city; the citizens saw us as ungrateful and overly privileged; hatred found purchase amongst some of the cultists’ hearts. Rancor has built during that time. Abhumans, as the mundane citizens and government refer to all of us, were no longer welcome. These sentiments have been brewing since 2013; we’ve only recently come to realize how pervasive they are.”
She paused to study people’s faces, gauging their reactions to the history. “Before I get to the NMJM and current events, are there any questions? Please don’t ask me to name these two mundane girls. I’m sure you all can appreciate the need to keep some things secret for the sake of another’s wellbeing?”
Torsiedelle wrote:There was that sinking feeling in one's stomach whenever they knew they were in serious trouble, or like they had terribly screwed up. Both of the Dimitrov sisters had that feeling hit them like a ton of bricks at the same time. Katya wasn't so outwardly affected. Her eyes shifted, and she breathed in. A wave of anxiety went through her, but she managed not to panic by closing her eyes for a second and reminding herself that she was foolish back then. She'd made her mistakes, but those were behind her, and she would fix them.
Torii was...different. Her fingers began to dig into her arms and scratch hard, leaving marks even under the sleeves of her jacket. Her face was hot, and she began to tap her foot. She was trying not to say anything that would land her in any more trouble.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Giovenith » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:03 pm
by Northwest Slobovia » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:07 pm
Holy Lykos wrote:That most stories are choosing characters to bring along ahead of time, that the person running the story thinks will fit the most, or will be most interesting.
Holy Lykos wrote:Hell, I don't think a single story we have right now is geared towards high powered super.
by Northwest Slobovia » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:19 pm
Giovenith wrote:I think everyone is bringing up good points. NA pretty much put my thoughts into way better words than I've been doing, it really is a spectrum of power levels and approaching this from the angle of "mundane and super" is erroneous.
Holy Lykos wrote:You don't really ask a rocket scientist to grow corn, or a farmer to design/build a rocket. Sometimes there's things a mundane can do better, like blend in. Most mundanes here have more skills than a supernatural player, as the supernatural's skills go to their supernatural power use too.
by Fvaarniimar » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:34 pm
by Giovenith » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:43 pm
by Cerillium » Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:56 pm
Giovenith wrote:I think everyone is bringing up good points. NA pretty much put my thoughts into way better words than I've been doing, it really is a spectrum of power levels and approaching this from the angle of "mundane and super" is erroneous.
Cer is also right that there's probably some confusion on what the different people see as light or heavy play and could use more specificity. Mon also made a point that there might be confusion about which areas are safe to explore, which while I think has been cleared via text, I could understand how it could get confusing. Maybe there could be benefit from a simple threat level system, maybe connected to the power points system we already have? Certain number-powered characters are more suited to different threat ranges assigned to stories and world areas? Just a toss out, not a dedicated suggestion.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by The BranRiech » Fri Jan 06, 2017 4:00 pm
by Holy Lykos » Fri Jan 06, 2017 4:08 pm
by Cerillium » Fri Jan 06, 2017 4:27 pm
The BranRiech wrote:I don't think there's been any time mundanes have been specifically told "No". The reason I made that point is that sometimes stories are just unintentionally set up to be too dangerous, or restrictive. Like, nothing would stop a mundane from participating, but maybe the enemies faced would be too overpowered (They'd just hang back and let the more powerful characters do the job), or the person they have to talk to is "Only interested in the more powerful characters" because naturally, the more powerful characters take the lead in most stories. I can't remember very many times when my characters weren't near the back of whatever group they were in on mission. I know my characters have had their shining moments, and large contributions to PL's history when participating in large-scale stories, but they seem to come much more seldom than a lot of others here.
It's not that I'm being told "Bran, you can't go because your characters are too weak", but it's more of me thinking "I wouldn't be of any use anyways" that keeps me from even sending my characters on missions. It also feels like sometimes I get overlooked when people think of who to bring along on stories. I know I'm probably seen as the least reliable here right now, but I'd still at least like to be considered a bit more.Is it okay to say that I'm starting to get a little disheartened by everyone's answers on who does and doesn't get to go on stories? People saying they won't take players who stop in the middle of things, or stop posting and such. I feel like by default, I won't even be considered for any of these. And Cer, I know you didn't mention names, but I could tell your argument against Poptart-stories was directed at me. And seriously? If it was that bad, and cringy, I would have loved to get feedback that said so. If it was that dumb and stupid, don't let me keep doing it.
Everything everyone's been saying recently just makes me feel more and more like a fuckup, and a bad Player. I still want to stick around and get back into this, but it's really kind of sad when I recognize myself in everyone's complaints.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Giovenith » Fri Jan 06, 2017 4:27 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Is it okay to say that I'm starting to get a little disheartened by everyone's answers on who does and doesn't get to go on stories? People saying they won't take players who stop in the middle of things, or stop posting and such. I feel like by default, I won't even be considered for any of these. And Cer, I know you didn't mention names, but I could tell your argument against Poptart-stories was directed at me. And seriously? If it was that bad, and cringy, I would have loved to get feedback that said so. If it was that dumb and stupid, don't let me keep doing it.
Everything everyone's been saying recently just makes me feel more and more like a fuckup, and a bad Player. I still want to stick around and get back into this, but it's really kind of sad when I recognize myself in everyone's complaints.
by Northwest Slobovia » Fri Jan 06, 2017 4:40 pm
Fvaarniimar wrote:Why? Amazing stories are coming out of it. [...] Slobo's Amanda story on Galli is a step in the right direction. Ideally, Character A could interact meaningfully at the Building and do light stories - as opposed to being parked or just walking in circles for weeks - while B did a mission, allowing the potentially busy player to focus on playing both well.
by Tiltjuice » Fri Jan 06, 2017 5:42 pm
by Swith Witherward » Fri Jan 06, 2017 5:54 pm
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by Giovenith » Fri Jan 06, 2017 6:13 pm
by Tiltjuice » Fri Jan 06, 2017 6:17 pm
by The BranRiech » Fri Jan 06, 2017 8:48 pm
Giovenith wrote:Not to be harsh, but I see this as akin to being disheartened that you're never going to be considered for the honor roll because you have a habit of not doing your homework.
Bran, posting habit isn't just an inconsequential preference, it's a gauge of player responsibility and dedication. People don't want to bring players with those posting habits because those posting habits will kill their stories. I'm sorry, but I don't see how people not wanting to entrust important roles in a story they worked really hard on to someone who might inexplicably stop playing is anything but a no brainer. Irresponsible people don't get responsibilities, it's just a fact of life. I say this as someone who has responsibility problems in real life.
by Tiltjuice » Fri Jan 06, 2017 8:54 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Giovenith wrote:Not to be harsh, but I see this as akin to being disheartened that you're never going to be considered for the honor roll because you have a habit of not doing your homework.
Bran, posting habit isn't just an inconsequential preference, it's a gauge of player responsibility and dedication. People don't want to bring players with those posting habits because those posting habits will kill their stories. I'm sorry, but I don't see how people not wanting to entrust important roles in a story they worked really hard on to someone who might inexplicably stop playing is anything but a no brainer. Irresponsible people don't get responsibilities, it's just a fact of life. I say this as someone who has responsibility problems in real life.
But now that I'm back, I feel like I won't even be given a chance to begin with. I'm happy that NA wants Drova to go on the Star Wars story (Definitely going!), but it already feels like I have things working against me, and personally, it feels a little unfair. I still don't feel fully welcome back, and I suppose this is why.
by Cerillium » Fri Jan 06, 2017 9:13 pm
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
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