Lady_Cyrsei
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with all the fur in here I'll need a roller brush to get all the fur and hair off of the FBBC's!
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((I have tried out all of the other servers at one time or other and I have to say that Virtue has the most dynamic well spoken community of them all <3 Virtue. Yes we may have cliques and self aggrandizing narcissists who cant pvp, pvmp, or rp their way out of wet paper bag, but for every 1 of those there are like 10-20 sincerely nice, involving, quirky individuals that I've had the honor to call friends over these many years. And to all the rest /ignore))
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((So when is the next one?))
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((Wonderfully descriptive, keep up the good work everyone!))
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:slides in like James Brown: Good GOD!
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Quote:Thanks, but I'm not new, I actually started the Rookery with Rook, I've just not been around city for a Year+ ^^Originally Posted by VexXxa
YAY! We have new Rookians!!
Welcome to the Rookery, Lady Cyrsei and Stryph!
I miss Rookybaby!
Is she still around?
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((pft dont write anymore my shiny metal butt
great post Jack!))
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And yet there is still something about Jack that just makes you want to give him a big hug...
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Mornin Peoples!
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This is a weekly article, delivered to you every Wednesday, by me Lady C, the Player of Rose Maiden of Virtue. These articles are intended to be a fun exercise as well as a good resource for role-players to explore Character Development so please feel free to post your own characters reaction to the weekly prompt. So be sure to stay tuned to this blog for future installments!
You awake to a siren screaming loudly in your ear. The place you call home is under Rikti attack. What do you do?
Serena awoke with a start, her arm reflexively shooting out to hold steady the vial which her jumpiness had caused to nearly fall off the table in her lab where she had once again fallen asleep.
Then it was heard again, the sound which had woken her up, the unforgettable drone of a Rikti Drop Ship flying over head, now easily distinguishable through her waking haze from the early am traffic of Kings Row.
Kings Row where the turn of the century red brick homes sat elbow to elbow with each other, where collars where blue and the garages still held big American made cars. Children still played in the spray of the fire hydrants during the scorching summer months and women still slaved over hot stoves baking apple pies, stuffed manicotti and roast beef and cabbage.
No one would ever mistake the Row with the trendy upscale neighborhoods of Steel Canyon, but the hard working people who had built the neighborhood up on strong immigrant backs had been skilled laborers and each home held a treasure of their finest labors. Granit gargoyles made by the parishioners own hands decorated the Catholic Church, and the neighborhood housed generations which still remembered the good old days when jobs had been plentiful at the Garment works and the button factory and when no other gang had dared to encroach on the Mob territory which the Row had been in its heyday of the 40’s through the 60’s.
Serena had grown up in the Row and she had made it her home still as an adult, even though the skyline was bleak and the air was thick with the toxic mix of exhaust fumes and the garment works chemical laced plumes, even though she had to escort Pearl to her school every morning until the young girl had learned to defend herself in order to combat the Skulls that hid in the Alleys of the Row.
It was her home however, she was now the owner of several properties in and around the old neighborhood and she took care to provide all of her tenants with 24/7/ security service on their completely renovated homes. Between these efforts as Dr. Serena Jordan and her sleepless nights patrolling the Row as the Rose Maiden she had begun to really make a dent in the depression that the Row had become.
That was until the Rikti decided to redouble their efforts and now all to frequently attack the neighborhood despite the warwalls which had once been a promise to keep them safe.
Now the Row was showing its age, like London during the Blitz the citizens walked around in a daze, the old golden era brick homes with their hand made cornice work and bold stone filigree fell from on high to flatten the skulls of its long time occupants while the Rikti soldiers advanced and terrorized her comfortable world a little more each day.
As another bomb sounded overhead and shook the world above her Seri was glad the Liz and Pearl where gone on vacation away from the noise and pollution to be safe elsewhere away from home.
And all Seri wanted to do was rest.
She had been up all night working on her nearly complete experimental model of her newest discovery which she was hoping to sell to the Vanguard for use by the Human resistance against the Rikti. Unlike other scientists of her time Serena did not believe in cannibalizing the leavings of Rikti tech in order to protect its citizens, but rather in creating something wholly new which would confound the Aliens and was completely incompatible with the high tech beasts.
In short, she wanted to reverse the Riktorian process and revert the soldiers back to their common human ancestry…sometimes it paid to be a geneticist.
Looking around the hidden underground secret lab where she worked night and day (if not on patrol, making brown bag lunches for Pearl, taking Lizzy out shopping or giving lectures and presentations on her most current scientific findings at the local universities or Vanguard Headquarters) she spied the remains of her once snarling caged companion.
During the last Rikti patrol Serena had had the good fortune of capturing one of the wounded Rikti Soldiers still alive. She had subdued the creature and having first broken then removed its teleportation device which would recall it back to the mother ship, she slung the creature over her shoulder and hastened with her captive back to her lab where she had uncovered the truth of their shared human ancestry.
Unfortunately, during one of the creatures better attempts at escape she had had to put it down, it had broke open its cage after becoming resistant to the tranquilizers she had been giving it and destroyed 2.5 million dollars worth of equipment before she was forced to break the creatures neck with her bare hands.
She had done her best to glean insight from the remains of the creature, but she knew that even in the cryofreeze compartment which she kept it in, the cells where degrading to quickly to be of use to her anymore.
Now the body seemed to taunt her through the small rectangle of multilayered military grade ALON glass pane and she wondered if she would be so lucky to find another abandoned monster again.
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Quote:I'm not the best at expressing my sentiments clearly on forums, I meant PTSD in all forms or mental fissures due to events in the game world.Originally Posted by heffroncm
There are kinds and degrees. I point that out myself. The OP was talking about a specific level of the disease:
All of my comments should be seen through the lens of that quote. There are plenty of mild forms of the disease that allow people to continue to function mostly normally. What the OP was talking about, however, is not that kind. -
I like to put as much realism as I possibly can into my rp (you know in a world where there is Alien invaders, magic and super powers) and I just always thought that due to some of the traumatic experiences my characters face day to day that that kind of stress would lead to some kind of mental break eventually.
People deal with stress in funny ways and the human mind is very complex, some suppress their emotions only to have it bubble to the surface later. Others abuse substances while others take up risky behaviors.
I know that for some talking about mental health is taboo, but to my mind in a genre that has sported Batman the idea of PTSD and the possibility of hundreds of "Anti-heroes" being created just goes to add some spice to virtues life.
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Quote:My Father suffers from PTSD for good reason, trust me I am not making light of it.Originally Posted by DogTags
Note; I do not take light of PTSD at all. I work next to Veterans and see them often.
If you really want to apply this PTSD, to a character I think you should probably read some PTSD stories from Law enforcement stories and Military to give you some kind of idea what direction to go , if you want to Role Play.
Im not so thin skinned to be offended, I only advise being a little careful not to stereo type PTSD sufferers as violent out bursting crazies.
For the most part its a overwhelming sensitive alertness to a situation for most I know. Depends on the person. For some it's being stuck in traffic, due to Afghan/Iraq sitting still in traffic = horribly bad death traps.
For others it's crowds of people causing a distress and panic to get out of dodge away from crowds.
One guy i know at work its crawl spaces under houses or other tight spots... he was a mole in Vietnam.. the guy who crawled in those tunnels disarming traps and finding underground bunkers.
So use your imagination with some of this RL info here...good luck with this agenda on Role playing a PTSD heroe or Villain. Sounds like a good long back story you could write up for them. -
Not necessarily, I beleive that the "avoidance" implied means perhaps, not driving down a particular road, not talking about the incident.
Some one very dear to me suffered a great trauma and after suppressing their emotions towards the incident they had a full on mental break down, and where subsequently diagnosed with PTSD.
The person did not become a shut in, or crumble with fear when ever they are near to the area of the traumatic event, but they do avoid talking about the event still and do still occasionally have horrific nightmares.
PTSD is a little less dramatic than say someone with manic behaviors or split personalities. Most are quiet sufferers. -
So with Going Rogue going live today, the thaught of several Heroes and Villains alike deciding all at once to go against their former normal behavior (for good toons to go bad and bad toons to go good) and to make these huge life decisions made me stop and think.
Have these toons suddenly cracked? Has something occured in their lives that has caused them to make such a huge life altering decision? Is this a mass psychological break that will effect or maybe even bring down the Governments and organizations they defend?
In short does your toon have PTSD?
Quote:I've actually given this to a few toons of mine, its more common than many people think and as a role player it just makes sense to me that with everything my toons have seen and been apart of PTSD is a very real threat.Posttraumatic stress disorder (also known as post-traumatic stress disorder or PTSD) is a severe anxiety disorder that can develop after exposure to any event that results in psychological trauma.This event may involve the threat of death to oneself or to someone else, or to one's own or someone else's physical, sexual, or psychological integrity, overwhelming the individual's ability to cope. As an effect of psychological trauma, PTSD is less frequent and more enduring than the more commonly seen acute stress response.
Diagnostic symptoms for PTSD include re-experiencing the original trauma(s) through flashbacks or nightmares, avoidance of stimuli associated with the trauma, and increased arousal such as difficulty falling or staying asleep, anger, and hypervigilance. Formal diagnostic criteria (both DSM-IV-TR and ICD-9) require that the symptoms last more than one month and cause significant impairment in social, occupational, or other important areas of functioning.
It would also explain why such a large number of our heroes and villains drink like fishes at Pocket D, substance abuse as a remedy for psychological distress is very common.
So what do you think, Does your Toon have PTSD?
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You will definitely see Rose in attendance
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YELLOW Agreed Shecky, Very Stahlinesq YELLOW, in fact I was so inspired I YELLOW made "The Killing Dance!" a red headed russian 'rupter. Not sure how I am YELLOW liking dark with DP but it should be interesting YELLOW!
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I'm feeling a bit like CJ and Stormmy, I keep rolling new gun toting toons, I made yet another DP corrupter, I dont think I'll make my demon summoner until they fix the melee situation on the MM pets.
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:Paints the Rookery in a Bright Invasive shades of Neon Yellow:
YELLOWYELLOWYELLOWYELLOWYELLOWYELLOWYELLOWYELLOWYE LLOW
Good Morning Everyone, would you like some YELLOW?!
YELLOW cakes, and YELLOW Tea, and YELLOW screens and YELLOW bees!
The Devs LOVE YELLOW cant you see? YELLOW for her, and YELLOW for me!
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Quote::Hides a blushing Rose behind Flea so she doesn't expire from bashfulness:Originally Posted by DrJackWolfe
(((I hope at least on of the lines gets followed up on Ascendant made a date with Rose and well, as I heard flying by the yellow line after the party broke up, promptly forgot who he was talking to and where he was supposed to meet her. HI-Larry-Ous. Sea Hawk's reaction to Big A actually performing the "Hero Mating Ritual", genius.)))
((It was definitely a surprise, I was confused myself as to the whens as it was about 12:30am my time and he didn't say when to meet him for coffee before he took off in a whirl of bright blue and yellow Ascendant goodness. Seri's not the type to pursue a man unless he's wanted for questioning, but she would be pleasantly surprised if she got a call back ))
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Chocolate Chip Cookies and a new costume for my Dual Pistols / Traps chickey
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Quote:Send loves to Carrie! <3Originally Posted by MonsoonMike
I got wrapped up in real life as well. Carrie had relatives visiting from out of state, so we spent the afternoon at her mom's place visiting with them. Not that I consider myself an old-time RP'er, but I would have been interested in rubbing elbows with the old far... er, such pillars of the community.
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Quote:I know exactly how to solve your problemOriginally Posted by IssuePain
Recently I been joining teams that are ok I suppose. But many of the teams are made up of either really young kids. I mean young like 12 years of age or around there. Or on the other extreme males that are perverted and just simply trash talk or talk sex on team chat. Many times I just quit the teams and solo abit. Then sometimes I will join a real good team that is fun and just simply plays the game. That is what I would like to have more often. But at least or have someone to Duo with on a team. I would prefer a female if possible around my age or at least 35+. So if any female wants to team up with a 47 year old latino 69 month vet. I'm available at this time if you can play during my hours that is. I am in california....I play after 6pm daily af often as I can. Thanks.....Bye bye....
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You dont have to like someone in order to pug with them.
And although I have my own pet peeves and have had run ins with some psychos and pervs in this game I have never seen what you are intimating here, maybe your to sensitive for the internets or your trying to PUG in the D, if your in the D alot I can see this happening.
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:Leaves hugs and scones for all:
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((Indeed I was a bit rusty with my rp as well, and Rose being shy anyway it allowed me the opportunity to sit back and watch the ensuing mayhem, I mean Lizzy with a Rubix cube ^^, and Jack it was great to see and RP with you! Catch y'all next meeting!))