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Post by Defty on Oct 22, 2023 8:47:48 GMT -5
For so long, we’d been looking to the stars, communing with our ancestors. No one foresaw the day we’d actually reach them.
“In the year 2033, Earth finally succumbed to its mistreatment and became uninhabitable. Confronted with the possibility of extinction, twolegs banded together and made significant advances in technology, enabling them to travel to new planets and colonize them with animals they had brought along. The Clans, who originated on Earth, were carried first to the moon, then to Mars. Over time, however, they evolved into beings capable of standing on their hind legs and using tools themselves.
Now with a greater understanding of mechanics, the Clans crafted their own ships and set out to discover new galaxies in search of a world without twolegs. For the past 415 years, they have lived in the secluded Erin sector, comprising of five perfectly-suited planets - each inhabited entirely by a single Clan. ThunderClan resides on the jungle planet of Gath, WindClan on the desert planet of Edom, RiverClan on the ocean planet of Augantu, ShadowClan on the sun-deprived planet of Gionoslank, and SkyClan on the cloudy planet of Chaldea. The five planets collectively form the shape of a star, with each planet appearing as one of the five points.
The Clans meet for their Gatherings on Iridia, a moon situated at the center of the five planets and held still by the equal pull of their gravitational fields. However, the invitation to the event is random and only a few cats are selected; though it is televised for all back home. Since the Clans now live separately and have their own planetary concerns to address, Gatherings have been reduced to once a year.
After the Great War of 2871, during which much blood was shed, the Clans have enjoyed peace for the last two centuries. The United Federation of Clans was established, and a new division created in honor of the Clans' unity and passion for exploration - Star Cats.” — THE GALACTIC ENCYCLOPEDIA OF THE CLANS, (C) COURTESY OF THE UFOC, 3048
THE PLOT: CAPTAIN DEFTFOOT and the entire crew of the starship Catalyst have been chartered by the United Federation of Clans to embark on a five year journey, exploring the stars beyond!
If you’d like to participate in this galaxy-spanning space opera, please fill out the following form and jump right in!
NAME:
AGE:
SPECIES (they can be feline, human, robot, or any alien you’ve made up; the galaxy is bigger than just warriors alone! There will also be talking dogs and many other animals):
HOME PLANET:
APPEARANCE:
OCCUPATION (Bounty hunter, outlaw, a captain of your own ship under the UFOC, etc. You can also be on the Catalyst with Deftfoot! Open positions are first officer, chief scientist, chief engineer, chief of security, doctor, chief communications officer, or helmsman/pilot [who sits beside the navigator and flies towards the designated course.] Even if these roles are taken by the time you reply, you can still choose to be in these divisions as helpers!):
BACKSTORY (OPTIONAL):
ABILITIES (IF ANY. COULD INCLUDE ALIEN-BASED POWERS OR SIMPLY TECHNOLOGY):
PERSONALITY:
MOTIVES (OPTIONAL; are they searching for something?)
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Post by Defty on Oct 22, 2023 9:53:48 GMT -5
Thousands of bodies bustled in the spaceport of Edom. Top-of-the-line starships flew passengers to and fro the other four planets, while cargo freighters carried off goods abroad. Standing valiantly in one of the hangars, though, was a starship made for an entirely different purpose: the Catalyst. A feat of modern engineering, it was shaped like a cat’s head! Its ‘mouth’ was currently open, a tongue-like ramp lowering to the cold tile of the spaceport floor. Crew would enter through here. The bridge of the ship itself was located in its domed nose, while the eyes above it were for tractor beams, missiles and space lasers in the event of a battle. Two ears atop its head could send and receive transmissions to and from other ships.
The Catalyst had just been commissioned to explore space outside of the Erin sector, an endeavor that had not been pursued until now. Deftfoot waited patiently at the ramp of the ship, hands folded in front of him, ready to greet the crew members that had been assigned under his command. Meanwhile, the song ‘Moonage Daydream’ by David Bowie blasted from unseen speakers. It was a tune from Earth’s ancient past, and a personal favorite of Deftfoot’s. He hoped it would make the crew feel at ease as they boarded this metal behemoth.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2023 16:07:23 GMT -5
Could I submit Owlina?
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Post by Defty on Oct 22, 2023 17:03:16 GMT -5
Of course!!  |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2023 17:36:07 GMT -5
@deftfoot - it's been updated, just wanted to let you know. Also might make another character for 'character development'!
Owlina's SheetName: Owlina, sometimes goes by "Cassie".
Age: Appears 2-3 years cat-wise
Species: Appears feline
Home Planet: She stutters from time to time, not giving a straight answer, but her physical appearance is similar to that of a Sky-Walker. *SkyClan*
Appearance: Thick, plush fur is rarely stirred and always seems smooth, not a hair out of place. Owlina's shimmering, light cream coat is decorated with darker gray speckles, mimicking that of a barn owl. She has a pearl-white face, almost as wide as a full moon with gentle, sad-looking, lavender-colored eyes that seem to hold more secrets that the innocent molly lets on. She is lean, but her thick fur makes her appear bigger that she actually is, especially on her short legs, that seem long, but her height disagrees. Owlina's folded ears just manage to reach the average cat's shoulder.
She changes outfits every now-and-then; mostly keeping to an over-sized, gray, wool sweater with patterns that mimic that of a leopard or a white lab coat, that once-again, is too big, but underneath it is a beautiful fabric that goes from blue-to-green with white speckles like stars on it. She also wears a brown "witch's" hat that has a leather strap holding a primrose, vine, dandelion, and moon pendent on it.
However, no matter how many times she'll wear something different, she is always wearing a necklace with a key-shaped crystal at the bottom. The string itself is no more than a fancy-piece of rope that has been painted a pale silver. The gemstone however is a pale, frosty-blue with shards that have been formed to make a crystal key of sorts. It appears to glow faintly in the full-moon's light.
Occupation: Preferred Navigator, she doesn't mind steering the ship every now and then however.
Backstory: A rare topic for her too discuss, as her story is never the same thing twice and when she does speak the truth it doesn't seem likely. But I do imagine she was invited by Captain Deftfoot to join after the Full-Moon event.
Abilities: So far, none are present.
Personality: An insecure, mediator who promises she can do better than whatever she is doing. Owlina seems troubled and desperate, desperate for a place to fit in. She tends to over-apologize, even for things she hasn't done and will take the blame when she sees that a victim is innocent. She tends to be over-sensitive, closing herself off when she feels as if she's done something wrong.
Motives: Unknown, says she wants to discover new life.
Note: This is all subject to change as she grows, and hopefully reaches her full form.
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Post by Brownie on Oct 22, 2023 20:40:15 GMT -5
NAME: Sucrose / Rosie
AGE:
23 years
SPECIES:
Feline
HOME PLANET:
None, raised on an orbital station.
APPEARANCE:
A mostly white-furred feline with tortoiseshell patches and green eyes. Rarely seen without a long, white lab coat and goggles.
OCCUPATION:
Xenochemist
BACKSTORY:
Working aside humans with her brother, Dex, the duo finally were able to acquire a grant to fund their own research. They have travelled far to visit Chaldea and study the planet's unique biosphere.
ABILITIES:
just the technology she has available
PERSONALITY:
Lighthearted and intelligent, she doesn't ever quite understand anyone that isn't her twin, but she is friendly enough and has great interest in others' history and motivations. Rosie has a superb memory.
MOTIVES: To study SkyClan's culture and Chaldea's chemical composition.
NAME: Dextrose / Dex
AGE:
23 years
SPECIES:
Feline
HOME PLANET:
None, raised on an orbital station.
APPEARANCE:
A white and ginger feline with green eyes. Scruffier and shorter than his sister, he is extremely near sighted and has thick glasses. Often wears an overlarge grey sweater.
OCCUPATION:
Xenobiologist
BACKSTORY:
Same as Rosie, he was raised on a human-run orbital station and trained in biology.
ABILITIES:
just the technology he has available. He's better with computers than Rosie.
PERSONALITY:
Quiet and reclusive, he's often trapped in his own mind. Far less sociable than Rosie and completely absorbed in his work. He has great fascination in evolution and evolutionary pressures.
MOTIVES: To study SkyClan's biological differences from the rest of the Clans and record Chaldea's unique biosphere.
I can't resist sci-fi uwu
I don't mind waiting until people make some SkyClan cats. I just want an excuse to do some worldbuilding xp
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Post by Defty on Oct 23, 2023 8:05:33 GMT -5
Name: Owlina
Age: Centuries
Species: So far she appears to be a Scottish-fold feline. However, rumor has it that this isn't what she actually is and, in fact, she is an alien in disguise. (Making up a species an alien species at the moment)
Home Planet: She won't say, but she does contain tom traits that resemble those of the Sky-Walkers (what Owlina called SkyClan cats)
Appearance: She has a thick, plush, cream-colored coat that is decorated with cream speckles and a darker streak of cream down her spine. Owlina has a perfect, moon-white face along with four white paws and under her tail. Her claws are similar to those of long, black talons. Her eyes are strange things, purple and wide, as if they are absorbing everything around them.
She will change outfits every now and then, but she tends to wear a green-to-blue cloak that goes down to her chest, but appears to be torn at the edges. Her hat seems to have a mind of its own, but it looks normal. It has the same blue-to-green pattern as the cloak with a cloth of brown tried around it along with a moon pendent, a pink primrose, and an ivy hanging out of the cloth. Strange eyes are on the hat, they seem to move according to what she is focused on.
Occupation: Preferred navigator, but can be pilot (researching a lot about stars at the time of writing this) Unknown to most, she is an outlaw.
Backstory: Her story is never straight, and she never tells anybody anything about her personal life, but occasionally she will tell a funny story or two. (still working on this.) If this is after the Forumsversy thing then we can say she was recruited by Captain Deftfoot if you agree.
Abilities: Doesn't say much about her powers, but she is rumored to be a Realm Traveler/Creator. But she denies all evidence as Realm Travelers are currently being hunted down and k!lled.
Personality: (I'm terrible at writing these, because I've been taught to show, not tell, so this may suck.) Owlina is eager to make friends and very friendly, but when it comes to her emotions, the young feline becomes distressed and anxious, desperate to change the subject. She is a little sub-concious, okm a LOT, but she's trying her hardest...I promise.
Motives: Unknown, but she says she is trying to find a place on the ship. (Reality: She is trying to find a place to live and be safe from the world around her, as she's never had a true home)
All of this is Subject to Change as she grows and matures and eventually reaches her full form. This is amazing, Doggo! Owlina will fit right in with the crew c: And yes, perfect idea! Deftfoot can recruit her at the forumversary. 👍 Can’t wait to see how she grows, emotional and physically, since you mentioned her having a full form. Her character is full of intrigue! |
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Post by Defty on Oct 23, 2023 8:08:46 GMT -5
NAME: Sucrose / Rosie AGE:
23 years SPECIES:
Feline HOME PLANET:
None, raised on an orbital station. APPEARANCE:
A mostly white-furred feline with tortoiseshell patches and green eyes. Rarely seen without a long, white lab coat and goggles. OCCUPATION:
Xenochemist BACKSTORY:
Working aside humans with her brother, Dex, the duo finally were able to acquire a grant to fund their own research. They have travelled far to visit Chaldea and study the planet's unique biosphere. ABILITIES:
just the technology she has available PERSONALITY:
Lighthearted and intelligent, she doesn't ever quite understand anyone that isn't her twin, but she is friendly enough and has great interest in others' history and motivations. Rosie has a superb memory. MOTIVES: To study SkyClan's culture and Chaldea's chemical composition. NAME: Dextrose / Dex AGE:
23 years SPECIES:
Feline HOME PLANET:
None, raised on an orbital station. APPEARANCE:
A white and ginger feline with green eyes. Scruffier and shorter than his sister, he is extremely near sighted and has thick glasses. Often wears an overlarge grey sweater. OCCUPATION:
Xenobiologist BACKSTORY:
Same as Rosie, he was raised on a human-run orbital station and trained in biology. ABILITIES:
just the technology he has available. He's better with computers than Rosie. PERSONALITY:
Quiet and reclusive, he's often trapped in his own mind. Far less sociable than Rosie and completely absorbed in his work. He has great fascination in evolution and evolutionary pressures. MOTIVES: To study SkyClan's biological differences from the rest of the Clans and record Chaldea's unique biosphere. I can't resist sci-fi uwu I don't mind waiting until people make some SkyClan cats. I just want an excuse to do some worldbuilding xp Wow, Brownie!! You’re such an awesome world builder! These characters are amazing. What I love about them is how they’re cats, but they’re not part of the Clans. After all, the entire earth wasn’t only full of Clan cats, so it makes sense that some would’ve evolved with humans and stayed with them. It’s intriguing to think of how their evolution would differ from that of Clan cats. I love their personalities and clothing, too! Thanks for joining 😁 Post whenever you’d like and create as many characters as you’d like. I love Sci-Fi too! |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2023 8:14:15 GMT -5
Name: Owlina
Age: Centuries
Species: So far she appears to be a Scottish-fold feline. However, rumor has it that this isn't what she actually is and, in fact, she is an alien in disguise. (Making up a species an alien species at the moment)
Home Planet: She won't say, but she does contain tom traits that resemble those of the Sky-Walkers (what Owlina called SkyClan cats)
Appearance: She has a thick, plush, cream-colored coat that is decorated with cream speckles and a darker streak of cream down her spine. Owlina has a perfect, moon-white face along with four white paws and under her tail. Her claws are similar to those of long, black talons. Her eyes are strange things, purple and wide, as if they are absorbing everything around them.
She will change outfits every now and then, but she tends to wear a green-to-blue cloak that goes down to her chest, but appears to be torn at the edges. Her hat seems to have a mind of its own, but it looks normal. It has the same blue-to-green pattern as the cloak with a cloth of brown tried around it along with a moon pendent, a pink primrose, and an ivy hanging out of the cloth. Strange eyes are on the hat, they seem to move according to what she is focused on.
Occupation: Preferred navigator, but can be pilot (researching a lot about stars at the time of writing this) Unknown to most, she is an outlaw.
Backstory: Her story is never straight, and she never tells anybody anything about her personal life, but occasionally she will tell a funny story or two. (still working on this.) If this is after the Forumsversy thing then we can say she was recruited by Captain Deftfoot if you agree.
Abilities: Doesn't say much about her powers, but she is rumored to be a Realm Traveler/Creator. But she denies all evidence as Realm Travelers are currently being hunted down and k!lled.
Personality: (I'm terrible at writing these, because I've been taught to show, not tell, so this may suck.) Owlina is eager to make friends and very friendly, but when it comes to her emotions, the young feline becomes distressed and anxious, desperate to change the subject. She is a little sub-concious, okm a LOT, but she's trying her hardest...I promise.
Motives: Unknown, but she says she is trying to find a place on the ship. (Reality: She is trying to find a place to live and be safe from the world around her, as she's never had a true home)
All of this is Subject to Change as she grows and matures and eventually reaches her full form. This is amazing, Doggo! Owlina will fit right in with the crew c: And yes, perfect idea! Deftfoot can recruit her at the forumversary. 👍 Can’t wait to see how she grows, emotional and physically, since you mentioned her having a full form. Her character is full of intrigue! Thank you, I'll start the her RP soon! |
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Post by Brownie on Oct 23, 2023 13:09:11 GMT -5
rosie & dex Chaldea
ooc:: these two are gonna be npcs uwu
interact with them if you want to do their ~quest~
Rosie was enthralled by Chaldea's atmosphere. They'd arrived at the cluster of planets yesterday--or, rather, after over eighteen hours of confusing warps and station negotiations; the twins have never flown this far... or this alone--and Rosie was just as awestruck by Chaldea's thick, swirling clouds as when they first achieved orbit with the planet. She hadn't lifted her gaze from the external cameras since she woke up, her tail slowly sweeping across the bridge. Dex was more interested in the system itself. Five planets, each in perfect orbit around a shared moon and locked in position like points of a pentagon. Edom, the closest to the suns, made desert while Gionoslank in the back is eternally shadowed by the "moon" Iridia in a state of permanent lunar eclipse. Dex knew that the cluster's orbit, unique as it is, would mean Iridia is the planet and each of the other bodies are moons, but he was warned by the humans never to mention that to the locals, even if he was to refer to the bodies as moons in his reports. He thought it would be cooler to live on a moon, but whatever. Dex started to double check the coordinates they were given and prepare the ship for its approach on Chaldea. The ship would do most of the actual flying, calculating approach vectors and deploying the necessary... thingies at the appropriate times. He didn't warn Rosie of his intentions, however, so she startled when the monitor beeped under her nose. It didn't take her long to read the warning and leap into her seat. "Finally!" she exclaimed. And then her stomach dropped as they began the descent |
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Post by Defty on Oct 24, 2023 18:50:02 GMT -5
Hiya Doggo!
Of course! Wow, this looks absolutely amazing!! I love your art :0 And please, no need to ask permission in the future 😊 I appreciate you doing so just now, but I’m sure anything you make will fit in just right here 😃
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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2023 19:45:15 GMT -5
Hiya Doggo! Of course! Wow, this looks absolutely amazing!! I love your art :0 And please, no need to ask permission in the future 😊 I appreciate you doing so just now, but I’m sure anything you make will fit in just right here 😃 |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2023 9:32:12 GMT -5
The soft, scarlet carpet of felt woolly under Owlina paws, and the vibrant crimson color made the feline blink away several times. The metal door made a beeping sound before shutting behind her, leaving her alone in her assigned room. It was bigger than what she had normally limited herself too.
It was spacious, with a eerily red carpet and large windows that allowed her to look outside the Catalyst. Gingerly, she set the remnants of her belongs, which consisted of a gold box, and a few coins, onto the blue, cotton blanket that was folded tightly against the bed. A desk was at the foot of bed, made of a beautiful oak which she assumed was donated from one of the nearby planets. A reflection of herself stared at her dead in the eye, but Owlina's gaze flickered away from the mirror, she didn't want to look at it.
Her gaze turned towards the windows, tall and wide, as if it were a portal she had made for herself. Occasionally she would spot someone wave to her from outside the Catalyst, and she would turn away, pretending to busy herself with settling in. As much as she yearned to stay behind, she just wanted everyone to board and let the ship take off. Owlina just wanted to be in the starry void of space, not near anyone or anything that could touch her.
Anxiously, she rubbed the crystal key on her necklace, the thin string holding the large, blue gem on her neck bended under the weight. The key shifted between her fingers as she anxiously tried to calm herself. It is fine, everything is fine. We'll be leaving in a few hours anyway. She just prayed that everything went smoothly until then.
Tail curled softly around her, she watched the felines below, bringing themselves and their things aboard. Everything would be fine...hopefully.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2023 5:47:43 GMT -5
I'm bumping this because it deserves more activty
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Post by Defty on Nov 1, 2023 11:06:20 GMT -5
Aboard the Catalyst, there was the single-noted hum of machinery; machinery, which, ran compactly through the walls and was hidden by sleek, metal plating. It was quite easy to fall asleep to, if you were used to it. Faint voices came from the corridors; laughs and luggage’s being strolled as more crew members piled in.
BOOM! Suddenly, a terrible noise interrupted the peace, and the entire ship was rocked to its core. In the spaceport outside, a sea of fire swallowed every inch of black tile. Smoke billowed in all directions, savagely chasing down those who ran and screamed, while several bodies lay motionless on the floor.
A few minutes later, there was a static crackle over the ship’s speakers, signifying that someone was about to speak. “Attention, all crew,” came the voice, noticeably unnerved. “This is Captain Deftfoot. There has been an attack at the spaceport; casualties are growing by the minute. All non-essential crew, please stay in your quarters and remain wary! Security personnel, I want you down here with me. The U.F.O.C has been notified, and help will be arriving shortly. For now, I am apprehending the perpetrator!” Through the ship’s windows, Deftfoot could be seen running into the flames, his signature scarf hoisted above his muzzle. Security guards spilled down the ramp, following closely behind with blasters in hand.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2023 11:20:34 GMT -5
TW: Weaponry, blood mention, and mentioned death *because Owlina has trauma, so you have to deal with it* Owlina's paws became unsteady and she let out a screech of terror before falling to the ground. Her folded ears twitched at the ear-deafening orders on the speakers. No, no, no! Please, I was almost there! Her white paws were shaking and keys jingling frantically as she struggled to focus long enough to lock the door to her cabin. Owlina's once perfect vision had become blurry and crimson dripped from her paws. Perhaps it would've been better wait until the Catalyst had taken off before arranging her weaponry. With a satisfying click from the door Owlina took off. She grabbed a dagger, one of old age, carved and polished beautifully...and shoved it in her lab coat. The gray-speckled feline crawled under her bed, draping the sheets under her. To others it might seem like the dumbest thing one could do in this situation, but to her it was the safest bet...or appeared to be. Furiously she listened to the thud of paws and clash of felines gathering their weapons. Please, let us be safe. A single poster flashed in her mind, the numbers of those missing and those dead, the tears of the living who had been hanged. Her breathing became rapid, soon her paws were rubbing the key between her paws furiously, the crystal shards making a steady hum and emitting a gentle blue hue. The dagger seemed suddenly friendly under these circumstances.I'm begging whoever's out there...don't hurt us.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2023 16:22:28 GMT -5
bump
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2023 14:49:27 GMT -5
bumpity, bump
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2023 17:21:50 GMT -5
I'm running out of bumps, may turn them into boops later.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2023 18:16:07 GMT -5
THE FINAL BOOP
You've been warned
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2023 19:04:32 GMT -5
Defty Would you like to do 1x1 RP since this doesn't seem as active? I really enjoy the concept and I'm a little sad to see it go inactive so soon!
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Post by Brownie on Dec 5, 2023 20:21:04 GMT -5
it's an interesting concept, but the scope is a bit big? It would be nice to have a more focused plot ]]
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Post by Defty on Dec 7, 2023 20:59:06 GMT -5
Defty Would you like to do 1x1 RP since this doesn't seem as active? I really enjoy the concept and I'm a little sad to see it go inactive so soon! Hi Doggo! I’m so sorry I haven’t been active here. Normally, I’d be happy to RP with ya, 1x1! But unfortunately, I’m super busy irl atm 😣 and have backed off any roleplays I’m in; even the Monster Club, I can’t stay on top of. If I come on to the forums, it’s normally to comment briefly, but I can’t commit to any long term RP’s. I feel sad telling you that, and I’m so sorry. I really appreciate you supporting this roleplay. I agree with Brownie in that, it did seem too large a concept. Please, feel free to take the concept as your own and either make your own RP, or participate with anyone who may join this thread in the future. If things free up for me in time, I would be happy to RP with you. Again, I apologize. Thank you for understanding, my friend. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2023 7:12:28 GMT -5
Defty Would you like to do 1x1 RP since this doesn't seem as active? I really enjoy the concept and I'm a little sad to see it go inactive so soon! Hi Doggo! I’m so sorry I haven’t been active here. Normally, I’d be happy to RP with ya, 1x1! But unfortunately, I’m super busy irl atm 😣 and have backed off any roleplays I’m in; even the Monster Club, I can’t stay on top of. If I come on to the forums, it’s normally to comment briefly, but I can’t commit to any long term RP’s. I feel sad telling you that, and I’m so sorry. I really appreciate you supporting this roleplay. I agree with Brownie in that, it did seem too large a concept. Please, feel free to take the concept as your own and either make your own RP, or participate with anyone who may join this thread in the future. If things free up for me in time, I would be happy to RP with you. Again, I apologize. Thank you for understanding, my friend. It's not a problem! Real life comes first! Good luck with whatever you're doing! |
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