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Modern/Futuristic Roleplay / Re: The Last Watch [Closed]
« on: July 05, 2016, 12:13:34 am »
Thomas wasn't sure he enjoyed the atmosphere of this place. He'd felt this way before in a variety of specific locations. After all, he was a cop. It wasn't entirely out of the ordinary for him to walk into a place and feel like he was the only one missing out on some inside joke everyone else was in on.

He couldn't put a finger on it, but he was certain there was a lot more to this place then a first glance would reveal.

It didn't take long for one of the bar's patrons to address Thomas after he'd found a seat. The interaction seemed pleasant enough, which was more than he could of said for the Irish place six blocks east, and Thomas smiled back, "Quite a storm indeed. Almost feels like mother nature has it out for me sometimes."

The woman behind the bar slipped by and asked him what she could do fro him. He ordered a drink in an attempt to seem casual, "Woodford, neat". Everyone here knew he was a cop, but there was no reason for him to be stingy. 

Before he realized she was even the room, a remarkable young woman was right next to him. He was about to protect to her being so close but she recited the text he'd received that had brought him (and the four undercovers staged around the block) to this bar. He found himself inexplicably drawn to this woman and even barely noticed when the bar tender whisked away his drink and asked again for his order. "On second thought," he said, still looking at the young woman, "hold the whiskey. I need to have a conversation with this one."

He motioned toward a booth along the wall and stood from his stool.

OOC Discussion / Re: Sci-fi Mystery Interest Check!
« on: June 20, 2016, 07:05:57 pm »
Any other interested parties?


OOC Discussion / Re: Sci-fi Mystery Interest Check!
« on: June 17, 2016, 07:06:28 am »
I am really digging those pilot ideas, Venom! I think you should consider taking a step further and making it so that you are THE ship, in a way. Like, why have a Shipboard A.I. when your pilot can be the A.I.? Maybe you were built WITH the ship as the perfect "Sentient Vessel" type thing. Then the Captain would be the human element who gives the orders and works closely with you to run the ship. Basically, Captain and Android Pilot could run the ship themselves if they had to. Just a thought!

I am leaning toward playing someone who isn't part of any regular crew, but is more of an expert on the technology of the Beyond Measure. A leading scientist-type. Maybe early 40s (well, in spirit. His age might be 220 or something thanks to medical science, but it equates to our 40s) and quite experienced. I am thinking that my character would be directly in charge of "retrieving" the ship, which comes right down to piloting it home if it is capable.

Hype / Re: music: let's make some kick ass playlists.
« on: June 15, 2016, 06:21:52 am »
Nice, Krystal!

Whenever I am creating a villain, there is only one go to song for me. As you'll see, there is a fair amount of "whimsy" in this song that always seems to remind me to pull myself out of the perpetual darkness and add more to the villain than just "badness".

Writing Prompts & Challenges / Re: Random Challenge/Game?
« on: June 15, 2016, 06:16:45 am »
In The End by Linkin Park, mayhap?

Try this one!

I believe that I am someone who is unusual and bound by a collar and chain / I believe that I have no means of release

Writing Prompts & Challenges / Re: Random Challenge/Game?
« on: June 14, 2016, 09:38:04 pm »
I entered as a smashing sphere might.

OOC Discussion / Re: Sci-fi Mystery Interest Check!
« on: June 14, 2016, 09:34:39 pm »
Great questions!

I am wanting to keep this at humans for the time being. The main reason for that is so that we can explore the whole First Contact scenario. Whether that is on the Beyond Measure or down the road will be up to what happens once we find the ship. But, when I say humans, we are talking about humans after centuries of space travel and living on other planets. Who knows what science, technology, and evolution might have done to us? We have a lot of room for creativity here!

Yes, I think androids are on the menu. So are any type of post-human concepts you can think of. Augmentations, bio-engineering,, the possibilties!

So don't be bummed out by not creating a race of aliens. Instead, maybe you can embrace the concept of creating a unique "brand" of humans from a planet where they need physical adaptations or augmentations to live or something. Fun, right?

As far as how far ahead we put this, I am thinking we begin at the start of the crew's training. So every character would already be someone who is selected to be part of the team because...reasons. All of that back story would be up to you guys for your character. You'll need a reason for being selected by the Intersolar panel that deliberated for days on who to pick for this. So some kind of expertise is a necessity. Aside from that, you are only limited by your creativity!

They all know what the mission is. There will be some grand briefing in the first post to get us started. Well, there is a briefing for what we know of the mission. No one knows what the crew will find when they get out there. Not even me yet.

Exciting! Glad you guys are considering this!

OOC Discussion / Sci-fi Mystery Interest Check!
« on: June 12, 2016, 05:03:26 pm »
Hello good people of Paragraphite,

I have been toying with a great many options recently for an RP to open here and make some new friends with and have finally settled on a premise. Hopefully, I am not the only science-fiction nerd perusing this board, because this concept is entirely rooted in classic sci-fi books and films. Actually, you will a see a decent amount based on some of the basic ideas behind the ship in the movie Event Horizon (though, don't worry, I am in no way interested in using the horror elements of that disappointing film). So, without further ado, I present to you...

Beyond Measure


The year is 2671. Humans have slowly spread out into the Milky Way in search of new homes for a population that now numbers in the trillions. Most live in space permanently aboard massive ships, stations, and even interstellar bodies with no atmosphere (moons, asteroids, platforms above gas giants, etc). The search for natural homes such as Earth (or those close enough to Earth Normal for us to make it work) has driven technology faster than anything that has ever happened before.

Some would say too fast. Ships are being built with new ideas and theoretical concepts while sufficient time for testing is never taken. One such ship, the Beyond Measure, is a rare collaboration between several of the largest Intersolar Nations. It's theoretical Singularity Drive was designed by a scientist from the relatively small but extremely tech savvy Clarion Alliance named Doctor Marcos Paulsson. The science behind this drive is simple in theory, but difficult to execute. The ship's engine is capable of distorting space and time using a small, manageable singularity (or black hole) at it's core. This manipulation of space and time was to theoretically make it possible for a ship to change the shape of the space around him and arrive at its destination in a matter of the time it took to program the singularity and activate the engine.

Paulsson and a crew of 222 left on the maiden voyage from Clarion Prime twenty years ago. After activating the Paulsson Drive, they were never heard from again.

Until now. The Clarion Alliance has never stopped searching for clues as to the missing ship and crew, now, a distorted message from that ship has been detected in a solar system far from human colonized space. A crew of the best salvagers and rescue personnel is being assembled on Clarion Prime to investigate the signal and bring back the ship. This crew is diverse and made up of members of several different Intersolar Nations. The ship was a collaboration, as will its retrieval.


So, cool premise eh? But what characters are available? Well, at the time of this thread's posting the list is obviously ready and open for everyone. I want to get a feel for interest before we start into specifics, but basically we need a ship Captain (the best in the Intersolar Nations), a pilot, an engineer, some kind of black ops or paramilitary rescue officer, a medical person, a scientist, and perhaps some civilian administrator to go as "oversight" of a joint nations project. These are the basic roles we need to fill but based on interest, we can take even two roles or so if we want in order to populate the crew of the salvage ship.

Starting Point

The premise is great, but I'd like us to begin well before the trip out to find the Beyond Measure. This RP gives us an opportunity to spend some time fleshing the characters out as they are selected and begin training for this assignment on Clarion Prime Station in orbit around the planet. Then, with full knowledge of our characters and the possibilities at hand, we will blast off into places unknown and see what happens. :) Where has the ship been?


This RP is actually meant to open up future RPs. I'd like to create a nice sci-fi universe for us to return to whenever we fancy it here at Paragraphite. This RP opens up that universe with the Beyond Measure as the catalyst for change.

Interested!? Post!

OOC Discussion / Re: Interest Check! B.Y.O.F.F.C.!!
« on: June 12, 2016, 06:32:16 am »
And no interest it seems. I will be posting a different idea up for everyone to look at so I will close this one. A shame. It held such promise! -dramatically exits-

OOC Discussion / Interest Check! B.Y.O.F.F.C.!!
« on: June 06, 2016, 04:57:27 am »
Everyone has that one (or forty) fictional character(s) that they want to RP but either the universe itself doesn't translate well to RP or you don't have any trusted RP buddies you are as nerdy about it as you are. Am I right? Yes? No? Read on anyway!

Something I have always wanted to do was a B.Y.O.F.F.C. (Bring Your Own Fan Fiction Character) RP that mashed up whatever the respective players wanted to bring to the table. Chaos and imbalance is the name of the game, so is a lot of fun if enough people are willing to do this.

Before I explain the premise in more detail, let's go ahead and get the catch out of the way. By Fan-Fiction character, I mean for everyone to choose someone from an established universe that they are major hardcore and intend to play them in a setting that may or may not be perfect for that character. I would suggest that you pick a character for this who wouldn't cease to be that character if you took him/her/it out of context. Some of that is the skill of your writing ability, sure, but some characters just belong in their stories. A few fantasy characters come to mind when I think of this. Removing Tanis Half-Elven from Dragonlance to sail the black in Serenity would just be too silly.  However, characters like Captain Mal would be super fun to play in a fantasy setting slaying dragons (or running from them) in all of his swaggering glory. Mal can be done out of context and still be Mal. Does that make sense?

Put simply, the best way to make the  concept work is to try and pick a character that you feel you can stay true despite removing that character from his/her/its context.

So, the moment you have been waiting for! What is the premise!?

I am going to cheat a little and open that for discussion. I mean, being real here, this will be so much more fun if we kind of discuss the characters we really want to play first and see what comes of it. If most people are picking adventure and sc-fi characters (Like Indiana Jones, Captain Mal, Han Solo, and Starlord, for example) then we obviously HAVE to give them some space ruins to loot. If people are wanting their Tyrion Lannister, Belle (from Beauty and the Beast), and Ripley from Alien, then we obviously want to do something where Ripley can defend the two bookworms with a flamethrower as they try to find the answer to an ancient riddle in an old musty library.

Point is, let's discuss our characters first and see what comes of it.

So, for me, I have a couple of guys and girls I've always wanted to RP but haven't wanted to start something in their own universe (either from it being played out or just not being the right thing to do....or not having other RPers who want to do it). I will drop their names and why I want to do them and I will eagerly anticipate your responses!

A. Starlord, a.k.a. Peter Quill. I mean, don't get me wrong, a Guardians RP would be killer, right? But technically this is a character who is already pretty much out of place. I mean, that is his thing. He's a man out of place, a reluctant hero, and he would probably be so super crazy fun to provide the dialogue for. He's got a ship, an attitude, and is a complete smartass. Sign me up. This list of mine isn't a ranking, but he is pretty high up there.

B.  Daniel Jackson from Stargate! Weird choice? I don't think so. This guy is super compassionate, intelligent, and is basically the reason why we all don't have "snakes in our heads" right now. But, shy of everyone wanting to do an SG-1 RP, I can't pass on this opportunity to play the best nerdy alien asskicker ever. *sneezes*

C. Tyrion Lannister. The dwarf himself. Well, I mentioned him before and that is because he is on the tip of my mind. He would be trickier to pull off if say, most of you decide to go with characters from Anime and a couple of X-Men, but, if the setting is right, this guy is someone I got to play some before in a GoT themed RP and I don't know if I will ever get a chance to revisit that. This might be that chance.

D. Jin from Samurai Champloo. I tossed this guy in here because, yeah, I can see some of you going after some anime stuff. I have to keep my options open for that type of setting and Jin is my all time favorite short of the next guy on my list. Jin is silent but deadly. He rarely speaks but when he does, it is insightful and meaningful. Yet, his heart is in the right place.

E. Spike Spiegel. He's been overplayed and Bebop has been everywhere on RP boards....I've just never gotten in on the fun. There is nothing I dislike about this character. Would be fun!

F. Yes, this is the last one. But I need a less fantasy, more modern times type character in case we want to drop a "normal guy" character into a chaotic abyss of madness (or lend credence to a realistic-type universe). Not only that, but I'd like it to be a guy who can put the pieces together and make sense of it. That is Fox Mulder. Always wanted to play him, but an X-Files RP seemed too dour and convoluted a premise.

Anyway, those are my choices! Can't wait to see what you guys are thinking!

And yes, we will work together to create a premise that allows us all to keep true to our charries but have a bit of fun as well.

See you around!

Modern/Futuristic Roleplay / Re: The Last Watch [Closed]
« on: June 05, 2016, 05:38:46 pm »
Thomas sat in one of the two chairs in from of the Police Chief's desk, his leg twitching up and down nervously as he awaited whatever decision the city was going to make about his career. He turned his head slightly and could still make out the shapes of the Chief with three other gentleman through the partially open blinds of the large windows behind him. Thomas cast his eyes down and began to unconsciously roll the bottom of his straight black tie up and down his plain white shirt.

The door suddenly burst open and Thomas heard the coarse baritone of Police Chief Fleming as he finished his conversation with the men outside, "...agree to a certain extent, but I want to hear it from Detective Dunscaith first."

"Oh good, we are doing lunch orders. I'll take a Roast Beef with extra deli mustard, hold the mayo." Thomas hazarded a joke.

The Chief glared at him in the most picturesque example of a deadpan expression Thomas had ever seen. "Can it, Thomas. I'm not in the mood for your bullshit. I'm up to my goddamn ears in bullshit and I don't need you to help me drown in it."

Fleming sat down and was quiet a second. Thomas didn't dare say another word. Everyone knew what he had just been through. Hell, most of them had been over to try LeAnne's cooking and play cards. The precinct missed her too. But Thomas knew that he was too long in coming back after failing to solve her disappearance. He could tell by the sideways glances and uneasy small talk he'd gotten from his former colleagues that everyone was waiting to see if he'd snapped; if he still had it.

Not that Thomas could blame them. He was wondering the same thing.

"...that's why the FBI was brought in two weeks ago. We needed them to look into-"

Thomas suddenly realized he hadn't been listening. "Wait what?"

The Chief grunted, "You haven't been listening? Fuck, Thomas! I was trying to tell you something important! Are you even ready for this?"

"Yes Chief," Thomas said automatically, "I am as golden as a coin. What is going on around here? Why all the drama?"

"You are as golden as piss, Thomas, and you know it." The Chief said calmly. "Now, if you will do me the honor of listening, I can explain."

Thomas resettled in his chair and folded one leg across the other knee.

"Okay, so since you left there have been more cases like what happened to...," the Chief paused and reached for a small stack of papers. He fiddled with them and kept his eyes away from Thomas for a moment as he continued, "...LeAnne. A lot more. What's worse, it has been determined by the suits in Quantico that Seattle is basically the epicenter for this whole thing."

Thomas put his foot back down on the floor and leaned in. "So they created a task force. That's who those guys were out in the hall..."

"Right. But they don't know what they are looking for. But they do know where they want to start."

Thomas waited a moment for Fleming to continue with his explanation. When he didn't, the realization of where the FBI was going to start their investigation settled in. "They have named me a person of interest in this case, haven't they?"

The Chief looked uncomfortable and shifted in his seat, "Yes. But don't say you find that surprising. Your wife was the first to go missing. And then the text you received this morn-"

"Yeah. Looks shitty." Thomas stood up and ran a hand through his short, light brown hair, disturbing the part a little, "If I was them I would want to investigate me too. They have nothing else." He turned to face the wall to his left. A picture of the Chief and his family in a nice white oak frame was the only thing hanging there on the wall. Thomas caught a hazy reflection of himself in the background behind the adorable little family. His normally square-ish face looked slightly misshapen and round.

Fleming broke the silence with cool, carefully chosen words, "No one actually thinks you...did something to LeAnne. How could we? You guys were-"

"Chief, how are we going to proceed?"

"Well, you can't be on the Task Force. They won't allow it despite how much sense it makes to me and Roberson, the new District Attorney. But, I am giving you your badge back."

Thomas turned to look at the Chief, "Yeah? So you are basically sticking it to them since this will force them to play nice if they expect us to share what I find."

Fleming allowed himself to smile and leaned back in his chair, "Stickin' it right up their asses, yes indeed. Oh and-" The Chief pulled open a drawer in his desk and lightly tossed a plastic bag containing Thomas' phone on the desktop, "-this is yours. You got a message while the FBI were going through this phone."

Thomas reached for the bag and started pulling the phone out.

"The FBI are probably already on their way." Fleming added.

Thomas turned the phone on, waited a moment, and then swiped across the front. The text was from the same number as before. This time the message read, "Drinks at Lock and Keye?" He stared at it for a moment and said, "I don't know the place." And swiftly left the room. He came back in almost immediately with a sheepish grin on his face. "Oh, umm, you said I get my-"

A slightly dingy but still serviceable Seattle Police Department crest and shield badge struck Thomas in the chest and fell to the floor. As he bent to pick it up he heard Fleming say, "Good to have you back, Dunscaith. I hope you find the answers you've been looking for."

Thomas left the office and went right for the records room. It was time for research. He'd never heard of the Lock and Keye, but after the day was over, he'd know everything the city did about the place. Later tonight he'd go there and learn what the place really was.


Hours later, Thomas was standing in the rain eating a soggy burger. Across the street was the Lock and Keye. Traffic in and out of the place was fairly light but Thomas could already tell that this bar was going to be an interesting place. There was a mixture of the usual fare as far as customers went in this neighborhood, but there was an occasional straggler from time to time that was catching the Detective's eye.

They had this look of relief on their faces as they made the last few steps to the entrance of the place. A look like they had finally reached a safe place and could put up their feet. What were these people afraid of? What made this bar a haven for them?

He finished his burger and tossed the foil wrapper in an overstuffed can to his left. He pulled his rain soaked overcoat around him a bit tighter and walked across the street. He entered the building and went straight for the bar, shaking off a bit of the rain as he made his way to a stool. 


Welcome Noobel Blewd! / Re: 'Ello!
« on: June 05, 2016, 01:27:16 am »
I am into basically everything. Genres and such aren't important to me. What matters is that everyone has a great time and the activity level remains high. Well, some call me an "elitest" based on my preference for the type of players I prefer to team up with but that doesn't seem to be an issue here.

So yeah, Story is the main thing. I look forward to being involved in many fun, well-written stories. :)

Welcome Noobel Blewd! / 'Ello!
« on: June 04, 2016, 07:38:15 pm »

Some of you may already know me as Hexias from RPGChat (as well as other RP sites). I am a friend of Peregrine and super jones-sing for some RP.

I joined up to do an RP with her and another friend, but I am possibly seeking to get into another thread or two as well provided they aren't super fast. Might post some stuff to see if there is any interest.

Anyway, I look forward to seeing everyone around as we make magic and whatnot. :)

OOC Discussion / Re: The Last Watch OOC [Closed]
« on: June 04, 2016, 05:43:38 pm »

I am basically as in the dark as you guys as to exactly what is going on. Basically, Thomas has a new lead in the investigation into what happened to his wife a number of months ago. This has everything to do with the "Wild Hunt" premise, but exactly what that is remains a mystery to me.

I don't want to reveal what his "powers" are yet as I'd like to keep that knowledge to myself until his abilities are basically "unlocked". But his wife, I can tell you a bit about her. She's got a really cool and fun power that allows her to see into other people's past lives. The catch is, she can't see her past lives and remember who she used to be before reincarnating. This is really cool when she meets someone who lived a previous life that knew her in a previous about drama!

Anyway, her being taken has something to do with her power as it would allow anyone capable of manipulating it (or her) to investigate the past lives of anyone they wanted. Maybe someone associated with The Hunt is trying to find a certain person or people? I don't know, but it seemed like a good thing to toss in there.

I look forward to your posts!

Modern/Futuristic Roleplay / Re: The Last Watch [Closed]
« on: June 04, 2016, 05:29:27 pm »
"...ning Seattle! This is Ripshaw Murdock coming to you live from our studios in Belltown! I'll be bringin' you the classics nonstop for the next hour, so don't turn that dial or slap that snooze beca-"

Thomas shut the radio off and groaned. It felt like his body had forgotten how to wake itself up before the sun. He blinked his eyes open and just laid there a moment in the small twin bed, staring up at the off balanced ceiling fan spinning unsteadily above him. Today was a big day, even for a Monday.

Today, Detective Thomas Dunscaith was going to get into his car and drive to work.

He finally rotated his hips and let his feet slip off the side of the bed. The smooth laminate floor felt cold to his bare toes and woke him up a bit more. Despite his best effort to resist the compulsion, Thomas looked around the small one room apartment to make sure everything was in its right place.

The coffee maker was predictably burbling and steaming but his gaze didn't linger there. Instead, he checked every surface for any deviation from The Way It Was Supposed to Be. The two stools in the kitchen were both in their proper place underneath the bar top counter that separated the kitchen from the dining/living space. All the spices were in their proper place - labels out - on the rack stuck on the side of the stainless steel refrigerator. All cupboard doors were closed, all knives were in their proper place in the block, and a mug was sitting on the counter.

A mug was sitting on the counter! He shot out of the bed and went straight for the kitchen. He was almost in a state of panic as he retrieved the mug and inspected it closely as if this might provide some clue as to why it was not in its proper place hanging from hook screwed into one of the upper cabinets. He felt himself breathing heavily as he scrutinized the mug, rotating it around several times a few inches from his face.

The panicked haze began to fade away and he remembered having a guest the night before. He'd offered her a cup of tea and removed the mug from its hook.

"I must not have put it back." He said with a marked lack of conviction. It just didn't sound like him, but then again, he'd ended up drinking quite a bit last night and then, well, had engaged in other activities that he wasn't extremely proud of. He set the mug back where he'd found it on the counter and made his way to the tiny bathroom and it's shower. He emerged precisely twelve minutes later clean shaven, freshly showered, and ready for the day.

Choosing his suit was simple enough; there was only one hanging from the rod suspended between two walls of the area he called his 'bedroom'. His ritual of putting the charcoal black, tailor fitted suit kept him from his coffee for another eight minutes - including brushing the jacket and pants for lint or any other artifacts - but when it was done he finally pulled out a stool and seated himself at the counter. After pouring his coffee he pulled open a drawer and removed his cell phone. He powered it up and set it next to his coffee mug.

He reached for the fruit bowl but paused as the phone began to vibrate on the counter. He had "1 New Message".

"That's odd. I've not given this number to anyone yet." Thomas gingerly touched the phone and slid it along the counter top until it was directly in front of him. He swiped his index finger across the screen and a text message popped up. 

"I know where she WAS, Detective. I was there too. Others will be there soon. Follow the blood, if you can smell it. I can. She could too."

He stared blankly at the text message and began typing on the virtual keyboard. "Who are you? Why did they take her?"

Thomas didn't really expect a reply. He'd been receiving messages, e-mails, phone calls, and letters from crazy ex-cons, murder suspects, and others that he'd put away during his time as a police officer and detective for the Seattle Police. So when the phone buzzed to notify him another new message he nearly spit his coffee back into the cup.

Tentatively he swiped the screen. Immediately after reading it, Thomas snatched the phone, placed it in his pocket and went straight out the only door in the apartment. The door slammed shut behind him only to be immediately reopened. He thrust his hand back inside to grab his keys from the hook by the door and the door closed again.

As he half-ran, half walked down the hall and into the stairwell he mumbled the words that had just changed everything for him, both personally and professionally.

"I am HER. At least, I was her. Now, I am not her. They took her because they needed her for what she can do. I will die soon if you can't smell the blood. Smell it, and find me. I was HER."

Thomas had received false tips before. This was nothing new. Yet, he somehow knew this was different.

Months had passed since he'd given up on finding his wife. She was gone. They had buried an empty casket and moved on. He'd sold the house and distanced himself from the life he once knew. This couldn't be her. It wasn't his wife. But who was it? And why?

He climbed into his Lincoln parked behind the red brick apartment building and pulled out onto the road as fast as possible. As he'd suspected, today was a big day. Even for a Monday.

OOC Discussion / Re: The Last Watch OOC [Closed]
« on: June 04, 2016, 04:16:50 pm »
Seems legit! I'll get a post up soon. :)

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