RPGWW

(OOC: Yes, folks, I'm large, in charge, and in yo head again!!! I wanted to do something completely stupid... and this idea kinda popped out at me. No character control, please. Godmoding, while not approved, is OK here, really. Besides, this is all in fun, right? Just gonna crack open a few heads here and....)

*cheezy theme music plays, along with a clapping audience*

WELCOME to the Gerry Wringer show, and I'm your host, Gerry ...

ALRIGHTY.

Now, I've noticed a lot of people, new people, coming into the forum. We get that. It's nice, sometimes, to pick up a few new RPers, see a few new faces, get an influx of new people, and sometimes, they're quality writers and RPers. Yay for us!

However, what I do NOT wish to see is the integrity of the RPing community here at RPGWW being flushed down some cosmic toilet as a result ...

All of the people who are joining recently, I suggest you read this little piece of advice before starting a Board RP, so that your RP, which may have been planned beforehand (or maybe not), will not be thrown into the RP Graveyard, which I can imagine is not a nice thing to have done to your RP.

Note that you may have done some of these. In which case, ignore them. No need to ...

A few days ago...

Somewhere in the Doman market sat a ramshackle stand, advertising "Mind Reading and Fortunetelling!". The man at the stand had dressed himself up in a mysterious dark cloak and had trussed his eyes up so that they would appear red. This hadn't helped his business much, and he couldn't help but wonder why.

He had been standing there for some time when one being finally came up to his stand.

"Ah, ...

The Beginning
Captain Samuel DeMalo... a name that is known amongst many who travel the oceans around Gaera's continents.

He braved many a deadly storm, with his ship threatening to capsize any second. Holding his crew together and keeping them alive through the rough waters to see another day. His successes had earned him quite the reputation... as well as quite a vast fortune.

DeMalo's story is quite the rags-to-riches tale, having achieved so much ...

(OOC: at: 6/9/06 14:04

Although it has been some time since the defeat of the lich Tronash, the repercussions of his schemes are still making themselves felt. With the dangerous artifact he was so intent upon using back under lock and key, one would think there might be a respite.

Unfortunately, it seems the drow have other ideas. Some amongst them have been poking into the affairs of the people who retrieved the censer the last time, almost certainly ...

It is a fine day in Doma City. The sky is partly cloudy, whilst the newly-risen sun is setting itself to the task of absorbing the dampness left behind by the prior night's drizzle. Things have been mostly peaceful as of late. People have been able to live their lives with mostly normal trials and tribulations, thankfully able to escape the more unusual and deadly sort.

It is this day when a few people recieve ...

(Seeing as a chat get-together has been unable to happen since... well... over a <s>year</s> TWO YEARS (it's changed since I was writing this up!) this is just gonna go on the forums. Also for those who do not know, this is a closed Philsys RP)

NOTE TO RPers: TONS OF READING AHEAD. You can skip ahead to near the bottom if you wanna avoid all this crap and get to posting

Overview: ...

The sun rises on the first day of a new week!

=== Day 1: Dammasus, 10th day of Tunara, 1316 E.P. ===

<ul>
<li>All is quiet on the western front.
<li>Rumors have spread that the White Roses faction in the east is steadily gaining power.
<li>According to eyewitnesses, a massive group of orcs has recently put in on the northeastern shore by boat.
<li>Drow attacks on local settlements to the north are at an all-time ...