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Hello I'm Isabella, 24 years old. Though I created this account few years back, I didn't get enough time to enjoy here. Now I'm excited to restart and to get to know some of interesting people!! I've been getting into ERP/Sext recently and I think I'll enjoy more here. Please say Hi. Also help me walk through this journey and help me discover.

It was...surprising Kojo had to admit. His surprise wasn't down to a lack of faith in the skills he'd acquired, nor the fame (and infamy) he enjoyed (and bemoaned). He'd played all over, and spread his name. He'd toured the Americas where they would have him, played in hallowed halls all over Europe, enjoyed crowds even in The Orient, and more. His name was known even if it wasn't the name he was born with. He knew the power of music, of sound, of stories delivered on instrument and yet...he was here. He'd played here plenty and yet he couldn't have ever guessed he'd draw this level of crowd in a place like this. He supposed the proprietors o

Being a monster in the eyes of many came with its own set of gifts. If she wanted a good seat within even a crowded venue, she could take it. People did not crowd her. Moving about, even in a dress, became exceedingly less difficult when a room full of people split a path open, and they did so without need of input. Fear was a valuable tool when harnessed correctly. There were plenty of disadvantages of course, and she had endured those throughout most of her life, but doing so made it all the easier to abuse the advantages gifted to her all while avoiding the annoying feeling of guilt that might otherwise accompany such actions. She had earn

Missy feigned a respectable shock, covering her mouth with a slight turn of her black-gloved hand to half-obscure her smile. "I know exactly what you mean, Jane. It's like he sends his very soul out to ride on the music. When Carlo performs, I also find myself exceedingly... moved." Capping the comment with a conspiratorial glance to the younger woman, Missy turned her gaze back to the stage. And her mind strayed to the memory of her first time hearing Carlo Amankona. Millicent Fisher had often played the medium and described the sensation of her spirit drifting unmoored above her body like a buoy on the open sea to gawking marks around

Edmund Blackwood surveyed the grand hall from above, a cacophony of fleeting emotions and simple desires, it was quite the turn out, anyone that was anyone seemed to have made it. 'Assuming our singer doesnt disappoint it should be an interesting evening.' Edmund thought to himself His focus then shifted to the redhead next to him. Slowly, he traced his thumb over the swell of Vivienne's breast, his touch was hot and electric, and her whole body jerked in response. A sharp, shaky gasp tore from her throat as her nipple hardened instantly against the silk. A fresh wave of wet arousal flowed from her nether regions. In the back of her min

Back at Gearhart Repairs, besides the locomotive station she was employed for, there was almost always a scent that clung to the place. And she lived there. The dry, woody notes of sawdust, smoke from any manner of fuel she required, and as of these last few months the acrid scent of gunpowder. Living there, Millie had fully accepted- and even welcomed- that she wasn't to be at home with the others in this town. After all, she wasn't at home anywhere. But it was one thing to smell like a machinist in your workspace, and quite another outside of it. Millie could care less what people thought, usually, when she went about her business around th

I've always been bad at introductions but maybe I should say hello anyway. I hope we'll all get along together!

Capacity. Over capacity? This is safe. The loud droning murmuring of so many people awaiting the coming show near one of the few entrances into the hall quieted into hushed whispers and brief, peaceful moments of silence. It spread like a bubble, drifted down along one of the crowded lanes of traffic, and the way it parted people lingering within the crowded aisle made it appear almost physical in nature. As it passed some within the crowd left behind grew louder. Others kept their conversations low. Most of the conversations were dreadfully boring, the same sort of thing that had been discussed again and again. "Who is that?"

The tamping of the fine carpet under Missy's heels was like the slow tapping of fingertips behind the rainfall cacophony of the music hall crowd finding their seats: dramatic, deliberate, nearly a ceremonial step. Walk slow-like. You move fast an' you'll blend in. Everybody's in a hurry, so you rush and all of a sudden you're just part of everybody. And you're not, Missy Fisher. They don't know it yet is all. So it's up to you to convince 'em. Clarence Whitty's sideshow barker cadence cracked through into Missy's mind, tucking itself between the cool silver blossoms of her Art Nouveau earrings and the silent recital of her prepared

Edmund Blackwood, was a man who owned things, and the two lovely ladies flanking him in his private box were his most exquisite possessions that evening. They were high-class escorts from his "harem" at the The Golden Stag Casino & Saloon, selected for their breathtaking beauty and exquisite figures, their presence a silent, glittering testament to his power. They were women who understood the value of their bodies, and they craved the firm, possessive touch of the man who afforded them such luxury. On his left was a cascade of fiery red hair and creamy skin, poured into a gown of emerald-green silk and black lace. The dress was a ma

The air was electrifying, and jovial. It was days like this would remind any performer be they vaudeville or melodrama, opera or realist that they were in it for a good reason. Back stage the hired hands were moving about nervous and prepared. The other musicians sat prepared with the instruments held closely to their form. These were men and women of undeniable skill, dedicated adherents of a craft that demanded untold hours of practice. Their manner of dress immaculate, clad in evening coats of darkest black and brilliant and dresses of brilliant white. All sorts, from all over getting the chance to shine on the stage for the people of this

Nice to meet ya all. I'm Eden, expect me in any possible club. I really like roleplays no matter the topic. FYI, I like Yuri, Yaoi, Fantasy and Extreme Roleplays, so be kind with me or disrespect me. I kinda like both things.

I'm halfway through creating Jack Bennett, then I just have to do Joshua Thane, then get a intro hook setup. If all goes well, we'll be ready to play first week of Jan!

Missy's Step 9! Draw an arrow from any circle or diamond to another circle, diamond, or square. -Otis 'Sparks' Tully to the Golden Seven Church (Day after day, he can't keep away) Label your arrows to other Lead squares (copy these labels as your relationship statements for each relationship). -Already done Optional: Switch out any Relationship or Resource currently on your sheet for a new Relationship or Resource (the same type you removed) at the same die rating and draw an arrow to a new or existing circle or diamond as appropriate. -Opting not to. Optional: Remove any d4 Relationship and step up another

The Thane-Cash Rebirth Hall had been built to be admired from a distance and to be felt once inside. From the street, its polished facade and high arched windows suggested restraint, history, respectability. From within, restraint fell away. Gaslight spilled warm and honeyed from wall sconces shaped like laurel wreaths. Ivory trim caught the light and threw it back softened, flattering every face. The scent of beeswax polish, expensive perfume, and fresh-cut wood hung thick in the air. The main floor was packed shoulder to shoulder. Townsfolk in their best coats and dresses, pressed wool, borrowed finery, carefully mended lace, sto

There she was, sandwiched between Alica Von Vulf, who kept tyring to talk to her- the tinkerer had gotten the impression that she had work for her, but there were so many half-finished projects of her own littering the workshop... not that she couldn't use the cash, and on the other side was Willis Sloan, a man who held her by the throat with a noose of that very same money. She longed to be back in the comforting seclusion of Gearheart Repairs, and out of this horrible dress~ But, mercifully fate chose to spare her at least some part of one of the most uncomfortable nights in her life as Silas Ward took the stage. He was ever a showman- even

I have ideas (assignment weekend but will try to get replies in once that's all done!)

The hall exhales as the gaslight softens and a hush falls over the crowd as Mr. Silas Ward takes the stage, stepping into the limelight with an easy flourish, arms opening as if to embrace the room. “Ladies and gentlemen!” He beams, voice rich and ringing, and then continues. “Patrons of refinement, lovers of art, seekers of wonder... welcome! Tonight, you have gathered not merely for music, but for experience. For those rare moments when sound becomes story, and story becomes something that lingers long after the final note.” There is a ripple of approving murmurs. Mr. Ward paces, savoring them. “You know his name. You have wh

I assumed you brought it up because it was something Edmund should notice. It may not be a threat that doesn't mean it isn't worth his attention. I don't believe Edmund knows about Carlo's magic this could give him a clue. But I'll decide later what I do with he reply. Thanks.

the free hotel: I (your mother) worked her ass off for a week long vacation at the grandest resort in the world for me and my son! However upon entering we discovered its true secret. All clothes are banned. Sex is encouraged and embraced as long as you consent (or not!) you can fuck anyone anything anywhere I got this plot from Reddit Idk the og source tho. But dm me if interested! if this didnt interest you feel free to suggest something else!

There really isn't a mechanic for that. We just decide if it's narratively interesting for Edmund to notice it or not. Do you want him to be distracted by something that his advanced automaton assistant has decided is not a threat, or would you rather have him enjoy time with those very accommodating ladies? You can write that he heard it or not; he'll have the same information that TIAL-V has. "the hum was soft, intimate, unmistakable. It seemed oddly familiar." You could even say it's like a dream half-remembered. It's up to you.

@AsBloodTurnsEverCold Backstage, Just Before the Curtain The low murmur of the hall could be heard behind the curtain, and a few of the musicians exchanged excited glances as Kojo finished his preparation. One of them, a fiddler with rosin-stained fingers, let out a quiet breath and said, half in awe, half in nerves, “It feels like they're already listening.” Another nodded, adjusting a strap, eyes flicking toward the stage door. “They’re leaning in already, boss man.” Mr. Ward lingered just a moment longer than strictly necessary, hands clasped, watching Kojo with open admiration that bordered on reverence. “Extraordinary

Millie had been unfortunate enough to become acquainted with Mister Sloan her very first Month in Prospect Junction, and from the very start had seen the snake behind all smiles and well-mannered business acumen. As time went on, he stopped even bothering with the mask- why would he even need it anymore? She was trapped in debt to the man, and there was little the tinkerer good do to get out from under his thumb without a huge windfall. It's part of the reason she had started taking those jobs with the Exchange. 'One bad decision into another,' she thought glumly. There was a solution. There was always a solution. She just needed to think it

The Thane-Cash Rebirth Hall settles into that charged, breath-held quiet that only comes just before a performance. Gaslight glows warm against polished wood and silver inlay, throwing flattering shadows across a packed main floor where townsfolk in their finest stand shoulder to shoulder, eyes fixed forward. Above them, the private boxes form a ring of velvet and gilt: Missy sits close beside Jane Montgomery in the Montgomery family box as Jane’s attention never leaves the stage. Adelaide Montgomery reclines beside them, silk and jewels catching the light. Edmund occupies his own box, partially veiled by curtains, a glass in ha

Once StarlitSiren posts, I'll probably do a few posts (or one big post with sections for each NPC) as people react to the arrival of the PCs, give you all a chance to react/chat/have some rp fun, then I'll have the Master of Ceremonies (a respectable and quite likeable chap named Mr. Silas Ward) step on stage for introductions so we can get to the show!

I also ban you after I find out you're a dupe account. Buhbai.

Just a couple small points. Your copy has Jack Bennett and I think from my own sheet and the board, it should be Jack Beckett. And Jane Montgomery was moved from Relationships to Resources. She just needs to be added in Resources as... 2d8 Jane Montgomery (Respectability, Sympathy) - She drinks my lies like wine. Daughter of Automaton Heiress, Adelaide Montgomery, Jane lives a privileged life. However, her controlling mother and the expectations of high society have left her anxious and adrift in a sea of contending voices. Private aura readings and spiritual healing sessions with Missy have given her a place to vent her fears.

I just finished Jack Bennett, and here are some teasers from his sheet: Value: Honor “I keep my word, even when breaking it would be safer.” Justice “The law protects the powerful; justice protects everyone else.” Relationships: Alicia von Vulf sees something in me that could either save me or damn me forever. Missy Fisher and I know exactly how dangerous each other are, and we keep each other anyway. Joshua Thane is proof that the law is just another predator with a badge. Distinction: Fixer: You’re called in to “fix” a problem when no other solution can be found. Through a mix of kn

Hewwo~! I'm Lynn, a 20-year-old Asian cutie standing at 142cm tall. I'm a gamer at heart, and a roleplay lover! I'm new to this platform, so there are so many stuffs that i don't understand. But surely, I'll get it after spending some time here. But I'm totally not new to roleplay~! Fufu! I enjoy teasing, playful moments, and strong, confident characters who know how to have a good time. Drama? Not my thing! I’m all about positive vibes and sweet, cozy moments. I can be a little moody sometimes, but once I’m comfortable, I can get pretty cuddly and cute ^0^ ABOUT ME I’m a college student, so naturally, I’ll get busy with s

Thank you for the hard work. I imagining like J.A.R.V.I.S so I think you did a great job.

TIAL-V is done! The loyal servant of Edmund who is strangely fascinated with Alicia and counts on Millie for his repairs. I'm working on developing TIAL-V's voice, something vaguely "British butler/manservant" while also being mechanically analytical. Trying to imagine a typical morning at Blackwood Manor... “Good morning, sir. As you instructed, the woman from last night has been escorted from the estate." TIAL-V paused. “She departed at dawn. She was handsomely paid. I also provided a carriage, and a firm reminder that your name is best enjoyed in memory rather than repeated aloud.” There was another pause, then, “She asked

Another new Distinction for TIAL-V: Pacification Protocols: Your frame and mind were designed with limits: you are not meant to harm humans. Instead, you were programmed with a precise martial discipline focused on control, redirection, restraint, and disabling force without injury. Every movement is calculated to neutralize threats while preserving life, even when violence would be faster or easier. Roll this Distinction’s die when you are disarming, restraining, redirecting attacks, subduing opponents, or protecting others without inflicting harm.

I had to create a new Distinction for TIAL-V... Perfectly Appointed Servant: You were designed to serve with flawless precision: impeccable manners, encyclopedic knowledge of protocol, and an unshakable calm in the presence of danger, scandal, or aristocratic excess. Whether pouring tea, managing staff, delivering veiled threats in a civil tone, or quietly positioning yourself between your master and harm, you perform your duties with exacting efficiency and dry, understated wit. Roll this Distinction when etiquette, discretion, preparation, or polite authority would give you the advantage.

I started statting up Kirsa first, and I have to say, she is shaping up to be a formidable woman.

...and with that, we are officially done with Pathways! Now I have work to do. I have to step through Pathways for every NPC who became a Feature (Kirsa, TIAL-V, Bennett, and Thane) and figure out their motives, goals, and plans. Then I need to pick a hook to start the game and set the scene for the big opening.

Sorrry. I upped my relationship with TIal-V and removed the judge.

I did and I think the sheet is correct now.

gear updated!

Millie is all set except for adding her last Gear. Also, double check my copy of your sheet against your own, make sure neither of us has anything wrong. You'll want to add the die rating of your Gear (I think they're both d4) so you can reference that when you need to roll.

Edmund should be all set. You'll also want to update your sheet. I noticed a couple items that should not be on there, like a relationship with Judge Holland Beck and the Thane-Cash Rebirth Hall as a Resource. When an arrow is drawn back to your square from a location or person, you don't get to add the item to your sheet. You only add the item if you draw an arrow from your square to the circle or diamond.

Thank you! Alicia is all set. Please double-check and compare my copy of your character with your own. I stepped through everything alongside you and I want to make sure that you didn't miss adding anything or stepping anything up on your sheet. It's really easy to miss things, even just a simple bump up, in this process which is why I do the side by side character sheet.

Missy is all set! As I asked everyone else, please make sure your sheet and mine match. If there's a discrepancy I want to iron it out before play.

It all looks to line up properly to me!

I agree, I've been loving set-up greatly but I'm sure what comes next will be just as wonderful. Kojo's Identity will be...The Champion more in line with his chosen motivation and story. He might be a font for an ancient deity but he's thinking of the people while trying to find a way to deal with his particular situation. His past gives him a tacit understanding of how easy it is for easy people to fall into what they don't understand, forced to play into the hands of things they cannot fight. His affliction has to stop with him and with any luck won't fall into the hands of those who would use it for evil...he just has to recognize wh

I've drawn an arrow from Judge 'Holland' Buck to The Exchange (He's investigating them!) I have chosen the Identity: The Specialist -In the short time she's been in town, Millie has built a name for herself as eccentric, but talented in all things machine. Millie's more practical work to order- which she cares little for the motivations behind, a job is a job- are a means to an end for her to keep the freedom to experiment with whatever hairbrained thing comes into her mind... -Tinkerer Distinction up to d12 (New SFX added: d12 Spend a Plot Point to Reroll a die when using, repairing, or improvising with technology.)

It's perfect! We're playing a ruleset designed so one player can play Clark Kent and another can play Lex Luthor, so... antagonistic, scheming, backstabbing, evil plans, hopeful heroes... it's all baked into the way the rules work. The one thing that's not really baked in is D&D style murderhobo mayhem or PvP killings. It's plotting, staying within the letter of the law (if not the intent) as your character, and doing shady stuff around back where no one sees. So confrontations won't likely turn into "fight to the death", they'll be dramatic, emotional, manipulative, political... but rarely fists, swords, or guns. It's a "real world" type

Added an arrow from TIAL-V to Gear heart Repairs. For Identity I chose The Heriophant, upped Disciplthe of the Scarlet Path, Magical Legacy and my relationship with my Loyal Servants. Don't think I'll change anythung else maybe make the relationship with judge better and remove the Blue Hour Lady. My character would be at the casino. I don't know how the other characters well and it seems I have a agonist relationships with half of the party so not sure how we will interact with one another.

Kinda sad to see that this is the last step, because I love this process, but it does mean we actually get to delve into the characters soon, so that's good! First off, I will shift an arrow from Aldert Helsink over to Adelaide Montgomery with the following descriptor: "Seeking to improve familial business ties". He may primarily focus his attention in the states to hunt down his family's great prey, but other things would surely catch his eye, including potential business ventures within the new world. The step for labeling arrows does confuse me. Is there something else I am supposed to label them with that I haven't already?

Step 9 is up! There are a couple options to remove d4 items from your sheet and step up other items. I highly advise doing so if you have a lot of d4 or 2d4 items on your sheet. Fewer d6 items are more useful mechanically than more d4 items. Once this step is completed, I'll need to stat up all the Features and work on a setup for the first chapter. Also, once you're done with this step, let me know where in town your character would be on a random Tuesday, and what they would be doing. Also, what aspect of the world we've built you're mot interested in exploring first. It doesn't have to be all the same stuff, and we might no