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Creamcorn

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Kind of a new kind of DF community story.
« on: August 14, 2008, 12:56:51 am »

((WARNING WALL OF TEXT! PULL UP! PULL U-))

(Telling and grammar errores by a previous poster is a good thing! Don't be afraid to!)

Since I don't play much DF, but I will tell you I am in love with the game. Too bad it's not installed on every computer I see. Ah yes, the day I live in a world with a computer conveniently placed everywhere, with internet access, right to walk around with marshmellow fluff all over your body, as well as peanut butter, and DF installed on every computer with a global saved data system is the kind of world, would be the day I chop my tounge off, and give it to Toady as a gift, sorry where was I? Ah yes! Since I don't play much DF I will not tend to know much about it, given I don't. I won't try to make the same topic in this section of the forum,(not all are the same! D:). So I will make a roleplaying topic!

(NOTE: IF YOU KNOW WHAT A ROLEPLAYING TOPIC IS, THAN SKIP TO THE RED TEXT!)

Though enough of that here are my rules, please try to follow them, and read them.

This is not like most of the other topics here, it is actually a Roleplaying topic. Roleplaying in the sense, is taking control of a PCC,(Player controled character, think D&D, if you havn't played it think those interactive books where the author had you mindlessly fliping through pages, as you choose the actions of the PCC, and if you havn't done that! Think an interactive simulated graphics scenario generater... A FREAKIN VIDEO GAME!), though most tend to call it a PC, use PC instead. Than after creating your character's rich backstory, though most make it as they go along, you than have to enteract, with other people also making the story. As this typically goes, though if you are doing this by yourself you are writing yourself a story! Though this isn't what we go for, more so over a communal one!

So, I.E. a roleplaying topic is where YOU, CREATE a fictional CHARACTER, and have them INTERACT in a FICTIONAL WORLD, created by another author, (or yourself if you made the world), as well WITH OTHER PEOPLE. Where you MAIN GOAL is set up by the AUTHOR, and you TRY YOUR BEST to get to THE GOAL, as well as HAVING FUN, DOING IT, all by WRITING IT, as BEST YOU CAN, working along or against, ALL THE OTHER POSTERS,  solving your obstacles which are created by the AUTHOR... BANANA!

I am quite sure you all understood that.

Anyway! Here is my Dwarven character; male. Feel free to provide any information you please.

Litast Alaklibash Bidok In english Litast Aceaxes of Acting

Here is his skill list.

Axedwarf
Sheild User
Armor User
Novice Judge of intent
Novice Appraiser
Flatter

Very Strong
Very Tough

Inventory. (Exceptional&Masterful characters, if you can't find a way of getting the characters, the substitutes will be 5 for exceptional, and 6 for masterful.)

BTW The Ls' are the layers dwarfs tend to dress in.

*Left Hand Steel Battle Axe*
*Right Hand Steel Sheild*
+Head L3 steel helm+
*Body L3 Steel chain mail*
+Legs L3 Iron leggings+
+Feet L3 Iron High boots+
*Hands L3 Steel gauntlets*
+Body L1 Pig tail Shirt+
+Legs L2 Hoary Marmot pants+
-Legs L1 Crocodile Leather Thong-(?)
+Feet L1 Pig tail socks+

One war animal assigned.

War Dog(F)

Imust Osdintudrug
In English
Imust Ripvandals

Flavor information!

(please keep traits to a minimum of eight, three of your own made up ones are mandatory! Get attached to your character! >:( Traits will tend to make up what your character dose!)

Litast has been estactic lately.

Litast is very energetic. He can easily become absorbed in art and the beauty of the natural world. He lives for risk, and excitement. He is willing to compromise with others. He is completely uninterested in ideas and debates over intellectual issues. He always acts without considering alternatives or thinking through possibilities. He is incredibly confident. He is ruled by irresistible cravings and urges. (3 Mandatory made up traits) Litast is a complete womaniser he dose not tend to care of race, "As long as she has a pretty I'm not concerned!", (come on! Be intresting with these!). He often sees pure brawn winning over brians, and organization. He detest the thought of being shown an idiot, (even though he is).

All in all Litast is a great dwarf, although stupid, he will eventually realize what needs to be done to achieve a goal, albeit slowly.

Litast is as talls as dwarfs get, 4'7. He has a large slightly groomed brown mane of hair, and beard reaching down to his chest's mid section. His skin is very tan for a dwarf, and he also boasts a devilishly handsome dwarvin appearence, (don't know what that would look like, but what the hell! gives you a reason to think ;) ).

Extra flavor information

During Litast's youth, near the age of five. He wittnessed death, as a siege group of humans, goblins, and trolls. Stormed the fort of Helmsmoke of death, killing all his childhood friends, and parents. He hid in a cabinet while he listined to the screams, and pains of the slaughtered. Litast only lived because the new denizens quickly killed each other over control of there new city. When Litast finnaly left from hiding, he was obviously shocked of all the brutal carnage strewn about his childhood home. In areas he had to wade through the pools of blood left by the unfortunate slaughtered, in which he kept his eyes tightly shut to avoid seeing familiar faces, separated from there bodies. After emotionally painful cries of asking the empty halls if anyone were alive, Litast atlast realized, he was a lone suvivor. Litast was atleast sparred some luck, as the food stockpiles were located in a separate area of the fortess, and were abundant. Litast survived alone till early spring. It was at that time an elven caravan arrived, unaware of what had happen. The caravan went in to investigate, as well as loot, and perhaps eat a few fresh corpses. Except for the liason Mifava Gilafiale, who wanted to search for any tree seeds that could be saved from rotting. Luckily for Litast she,
OOC: See what I did there, by the way. OOC means out of character.
stumbled upon him down in the food stockpiles, near a forgotten corner. By this time he had fended for himself many times, fighting back at some kobolds who had bumped into him or the ocasional snatcher. His cloths were torn, bloody, and he smelt of old rotting death. Most beings would have probabley ignored this pitiful creature or killed it, but  Mifava was of the elven individuals. She took him in, and raised him for three years as an elf. Litast learnt much from the elvs, but was often left alone from the other children due to his race, and was often unable to commune to nature like most elvs. It was at last decided by Mifava that she would take Litast to a dwarvin fortress, and a very well known one too, plus protected, which was what she wanted for Litast. It was there that she payed a noble men, and woman couple
OOC: Don't ask why.
who could not concieve a child to adopt Litast. There Mifava told Litast to wait for her while she went, and fetched some personal trading items that she needed his help to show to the couple. She never came back. Litast threw a tantrum, but he knew deep in his heart that a dwarf was not meant to live among the surface dwellers or even think twice about chopping a tree, he quickly adjusted to his new lifestyle, and rose through the ranks of dwarvin nobility from his new parents, but he often showed thoughts, and traits of an elf, because of this he enjoyed the rest of his childhood alone. When Litast was finnally old enough he wanted to be appointed to true authority. His hard headednes, and sometimes his hard head! Lead him to such a possition, he became the expedition leader of dwarvin in search of admantine as apointed by the king himself. It was of course the happiest moment in his life, as it gave him the oppurtinity to rule his own way, met woman, and perhaps despense some well deserved justice, and righteousness in the way he saw fight, as well as a way of figuring out why Mifava left him, and took him in as her own son.
OOC: Remember! He is slow!
And this is where his story begins.

Yes the last sentence or there *should* be a sentence as to why your character is doing this somewhere in this post.

First six are of the original, after which are an immigration wave. Unless of course,(which will probabley be the case) no one posts I will take the task of making the other characters.

((BORING OLD RULES))

Primal Rule.

HAVE FUN POSTING, AND READING.

The golden rule.

ALWAYS KEEP A TEXT EDITOR PROGRAM OPEN WHILE YOU ARE POSTING  IN A RP TOPIC, AND ALWAYS MAKE SURE TO REAGULARYLY CUT&PASTE YOUR DRAFTS IN IT AS WELL. I CAN NOT BEGIN TO TELL YOU HOW ANNOYING IT IS TO HAVE WORKED ON A PIECE FOR AN HOUR ONLY TO HAVE IT DELETED BY AN ANNOYING UNFORSEEN PROBLEM.

The silver rule.

TRY NOT TO WRITE A FREAKIN NOVEL IN YOUR POST!

The bronze rule

ASK YOURSELF. "DOSE THIS LOOK MESSY?"

Other important rules.

1.PLEASE BE SURE TO REVIEW YOUR POSTS OR HAVE SOMEONE ELSE READ THEM BEFORE YOU ACTUALLY POST. TEXT CORRECTING DEVICES MAY HELP, BUT I PREFER TO DIFFER FROM THESE,(JUST MY OPINION).

2.NEVER TAKE CONTROL OF SOMEONE ELSES PC, UNLESS YOU ARE ABSOLUTLY SURE OF WHAT YOU ARE DOING. THOUGH IN THIS CASE IF EVERYONE,(OR MYSELF...) CREATES EVERY CHARACTER IN A VERY GOOD MANNER, THAN THIS SHALL NOT BE SUCH A BIG PROBLEM.

3. DON'T GO AROUND KILLING EVERYONE, SOME OF US SPEND ALLOT OF TIME WORKING ON THESE GUYS. SO HAVING THEM KILLED ONLY AFTER ONE POST IS VERY, VERY, VERY ANNOYING.

4. IF WE ASK YOU TO REVISE YOUR POST, REVISE IT!

5. YOU CAN BE AS INTRESTING OR AS DULL (OR GRAPHIC IF YOU INTEND TO "Intestines, and guts spilled onto the floor from his gored belly" "Her soft supple, and perky breasts" "He grabbed a pen, and wrote" ETC ETC THOUGH TRY NOT TO HAVE YOUR POSTS REVOLVE AROUND EROTICA *SO* MUCH,(although it dose make for an intresting topic :-*) JUST REMEMBER WHO MAY BE READING THESE POSTS.

6. READING IS BORING, READING IS NOT FUN. TV, AND VIDEOS ARE COOL. PLEASE TRY TO NOY BE LIKE THIS. BE PATIENT, AND ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT THIS STUFF.

7. WE WILL CONTINUE WITH OUT YOU IF YOU TAKE TOO LONG.

That's all of them! Well, not all, but for the sake of sakeness it will be!
« Last Edit: August 15, 2008, 06:59:06 pm by Creamcorn »
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Re: Kind of a new kind of DF community story.
« Reply #1 on: August 14, 2008, 03:34:31 pm »

I'd participate, but writing bores me TBH.
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« Reply #2 on: August 14, 2008, 03:47:51 pm »

I'm reserving this post for my app. NONE SHALL DEFY ME! ;D
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Re: Kind of a new kind of DF community story.
« Reply #3 on: August 14, 2008, 04:55:12 pm »

I'd participate, but writing bores me TBH.

You don't neccesarily need to write so much, and with allot of detail.

I would prefer if everyone try their best when doing this. When I say try I really mean it, this is what usually causes RP topics to decline, and die. Which is something I do not prefer.

If you don't feel like writing the least you could do is contribute, nothing special. Maybe a few secondary characters, like a duck, crap, etc. Also looking for grammar errors will help both you, and the writer improve each others skills. Come on! Atleast try something small! Trust me, it is pretty fun.

BY THE WAY I MAY ADD NEW RULES HERE, AND THERE TO CLARIFY CONFUSING STUFF!
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« Reply #4 on: August 15, 2008, 06:31:36 pm »

Allright! To provide more information,(as well as making an excuse to bump this), I will go into story develping mode, and I will also place more information on how exactly this topic will work in my first post.

It's not a succesion game or a catalouge of things that happen in a Fort I created if you didn't get the message the first time I said it.

 In Litast's mind he was to lead one of the most succesful, legendary, and powerful dwarvin pioneers ever; to a rich, bountiful land, where adamantine lay waiting to be mined. In stark reality, he was not even apointed the type craftsdwarfs or workerdwarfs he needed in order to build a fort, and even if he were all ready by this point, there is really no telling whether he would live long enough to see adamantine. Never the less even if he did realize these things they would probably not even dampen his hopes.
 It was mid autumn, and today Litast was to meet the King of the dwarfs Bomrek Limulagak Bukog/Bomrek Goldenanus of choking-
OOC: RNG, golden anus, I added the choking :P
The King of Dreammansion. Litast moved quickly through the crowds of noble men, and woman in his way, and left the noble quarters through the masterful artifact "Portal of cheese" a dwarf bone crafted door which was studded with tower-cap spikes, studded with cow bones, studded with menancing dwarf cheese spikes, with a picture depicting a cheese, and soap block. Litast could never understand why the noble dwarfs insisted on this being placed here, he would have chucked it into a magma pool if the fort still had one. After walking through the strange door Litast than made his way through all the halls, and stairs leading up to the first floor.
 Than he reached the stairs to the outside. After he would have to go through the files, groups, and squads of champions all guarding the entrance into the fort, through all those champions he would finally be at the keep door, but before that, the champions. "Urgh, champions" Litast muttered to himself, he was not fond of their kind. It was not that Litast hated champions because of their tendancy to call all others serfs besides the king or other champions or the fact they would never work like ordinary citizens or saw themselfs as above the law, no he actually admired them, but some of them were just so mean! >:( Litast walked swiftly up the stairs,"OMFP!" and hit a huge wall of steel, "Funny there are no steel walls up here" he thought to himself. "Hey! Serf! DO NOT smudge up my armor!" than with a tremendous force Litast was spent spinning into a wall, his body unharmed, but his confidence was scratched a little. "Look at me serf!" the champion commanded. Litast obeyed politly, and looked squarely into what he thought was the face of a walking wall of steel. The champion's face was hidden behind a full steel helmet, but his voice blasted itself through Litast's body. "What do you think? He be a spy or a serf?" the champion asked his companion, "I says a serf, his eyes be nodt dashing around for a exit" his companion replied. "Move serf!" the champion commanded. Litast endured a dozen or more so encouters of like this one which were no troble at all, but it was not till the last where he almost got himself killed! "Excuse me" Litast said. "What was that serf? Excuse? You want me to get out of your way?" THe insulted champion screamed at Litast, spittle flying out of the holes which let him breath "Yes please, I was ordered by the king to see him." "The king? SENT TO ASSASINATE HIM!?" the champion replied, looking Litast square in the face, letting Litast know who was boss, as well as breathing on him. "Is this guy crazy or just had too much sewer whisky!" "WHAT WAS THAT SERF!" "Nothing!" Litast replied, now trying to keep himself from talking aloud again. "Are you calling me crazy when you are trying to assasinate our king." By now many figures began appearing out from no where, and Litast soon got the feeling that many expert marksmen were aiming for any part of his body not covered by steel plates. "Please, I must be going now." Litast said, his next step trying to delodge himself from the crowd, but soon felt a hard cold hand wrap itself around his throat. "AHA! Sneaking, and fancy words will get you no where!" "HOLD! HOLD!" One of the more mature champions said in a boastful voice. "If he be spy he would have tried something more than excusing himself by now!" "Yeah so let go!" Litast said forcing his voice through his throat. "I don't trust him!" the champion said holding him, and cleching his hand tighter around Litast's throat. "The least I should do is break his legs so he dose not sneak around anymore, and his arms while I am at it." The champion loosened his grip around Litast throat, threw him foward, the crowd of champions moving aside to allow room for what they thought would happen, bothering not to stop it. Than the Champion who was causing Litast so much grief revealed himself to be a hammer champion. Than with his might he raised his hammer, and struck it down upon Litast, who by some force of miracle moved just in time to dodge the blow, being only hit by chips of granite. "SPY! SPY!" the rest of the champions yelled, and they soon had Litast by the neck, the head, legs, arms, hands, feet, and any other part of his body that was not covered by hard cold steel. Just before the thought of being punctured, crushed, and killed by the insane tantruming group of champions, someone at last came to help Litast. The Kings axes
OOC: Squad name
all clad in adamantine. "Stop!" said a voice no louder than the crowd of lunatics, but more powerful in tenor of her voice, than in the bloodlust champions yells. "I know ye have all nothing to do, but this be your kin! I order ye return to your duty AT ONCE!" The champions all stoped obeyingly like dogs to the Kings axes, and returned to their duty. Litast was left shaken a little, but was able to get back up on his feet with a little dignity left. "I did not expect myself to be rescued, but I will savor being saved by you." Litast told the leader of the Kings Axes, whom was in his taste. "Do not flatter me dwarf, the king has asked for your presence, we will escort you to him, besides I already have a husband" the leader replied, Litast noticed someone coughing at the word husband. Litast was soon enveloped in protective adamantine, and escorted the rest of the way to the king's keep, but before that. "Hey you!" one of the kings axes squadmen yelled to the hammer champion dwarf. "Your alcohol rations, and bed have been taken away for the next month!" the champion seemed unfazed in his steel shell, but Litast could tell he was shaking on the inside. Litast comftorable chuckled to himself.
 After a great deal of walking, and climbing up many flights of stairs, Litast finnaly reached the meeting hall door. Right now Litast just hopes the king is more polite than his steel tank champions.

OOC:Ah yes, the first real post of what is to come in a RP topic.
« Last Edit: August 22, 2008, 07:27:34 pm by Creamcorn »
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