I was talking about a group roleplay, yes.
As for people taking advantage of the design... I'd be very critical about powers and Mary/Garysues, I think quality world building would also help force people to develop their characters. With Arcs and things like that.
@geeking out I am pretty sure...
I'm just asking really.
I've had this idea for a super(hero? I don't wanna use the word hero because what if they're not hero's?) roleplay but I notice that these kind of things seem to die out quickly or never get picked up. I don't typically write roleplays that are super themed but...
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Feeling the scales of the mermaid tail around his leg Tye looked down at the limb curiously, his eye looked between the male and the tail but didn't put together what was going to happen till it was too late. His cocky grin quickly moved to a face of shock as he felt the tail flick him over and...
A chuckle came out of Tye's mouth from the mermans next few words, right now it felt as if he was playing with his food, just seeing what he had on his plate before he stabbed it and ate it up. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't interested in what was exactly before him, both in a scientific and...
Tyrese wondered if fighting was also a way to sober up, or at least talking about fighting might be from the way that his mind was clearing thanks to this individual though he wasn't even sure what kind of idiot thinks about making a mess of a widely known as horrible ship. Honestly, he didn't...
The more that Tyrese stood on the ship and investigated the mess left behind by the invader the more that he became convinced that the mystery person was more than likely still aboard because of the fact that everything looked rushed. The mess looked like more of a whim than a mission to...
Holding on to her wrist tightly he paid no mind to the throbbing sensation that the damaged tissue gave off as a sign of pain, no doubt the bruises would be ugly and if he pushed hard enough or squished her wrist tight enough they might become fat too. Just big fat ugly bruises that would stain...
The ever loud bustling of the bar was starting to make Tyrese's heart beat a little bit faster, the more bodies that pushed around the small area and sweat the trickled off the mens hairy backs just put more excitement into the atmosphere for him, or maybe it was the liquor. His fingers curled...