Solar

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8600 that are at risk.

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Awww, nuts...

But also, could someone give me a clue as to what exactly they're saying is wrong with these? I've read the article twice and still cant quite get at what they're saying.

You got a Free copy of the GvE pack? And a free 45 day time card?

Why cant they do stuff like this around me! >.<

(( two guys walking down the street in Steel, passing a news vendor ))

"Hey dude! Check it out!"
"What?"
"It's this months edition of that mag!"
"Look there, on the front cover, isn't that that chick hero?"
"Oh yeah, wasser name..."
"Chlorr"
"How'd you know that so fast?"
"Its there on cover with her picture, dude..."
"Oh yeah... Hey, you know those piercings she's got? You ever wonder exactly how many she's got?"
"Well, now that you mention it..."

(( The Magazine in question is 'HeroZone', a smalltime monthly fashion magazine which gives out tips on where to get the different articles of clothing they show off for the cheapest price, while still looking good. The range covers all aspects of normal clothes, fancy, casual, night time and swimwear etc.

And I'm afraid I don't have plans to create an actual image/look for this magazine, now or ever really, and nor any plans to add anyone. Don't mean to sound rude, but I'd just not have the time to manage it or anything and I'd rather not disappoint you if you were interested in it))

Well I've been struck this on two characters now. Only CoV ones from what I've tried so far. one I managed to respec TP into but the other I cant as they didn't get the Free respec (Think it was to do with her being a widow and so made on the day I12 arrived rather than before).

The thing that I *think* triggered it was updating my drivers. I sometimes get a crash while trying to zone into a map, where it gets to the CoV splash screen loading part. Then cuts out with a 'mapserver disconnected' while I get to see the open doorway (asif someone had clicked it) and the capes/etc of people gone in the doorway. I can click on the menu from the Health Bar bit, and select the log out, which turns all the ground invisble, so I get a nice blank screen of the colour of the sky depending on the time in-game it happened and sometimes a few mobs if they're nearby. This means I have to close down the game using Ctrl-Alt-Delete and such. Nothing new this time, verifies etc, but when it starts to load up into the login screen, I get a pop up saying that my Nvidia drivers were incompatible and so 'Nvidia OpenGL' had been disabled, then prompted to go the the Nvidia site to get the latest drivers. A quick download and install+reboot later I get back into the login screen no problems. I log into my toon and everything seems fine, I get re-invited to the team, I get in the map and head on as usual. Only at a certain point, no matter what I'd freeze to the others while not myself, Desyncing.

It only came apparent after about 5 relogs, and eventual friend tp-ing me so we can complete the mission, that I was stuck with the persistent Desyncing bug. This was yesterday, and today I found out that another character had been affected by it.

I've sent a Petition to the support about the first character being stuck like that, but sent it before I knew about second character. I included the information about that it only started happening after I updated my drivers, and my card is an Nvidia 8600GTS.

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Either way, for wherever the VEAT arcs aren't present, we'll still have the same contacts and missions as a normal villain, as there's no way they'd write THAT much new content for this.

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Well, the kheldians get their own private arcs all the way up to 50 (Albiet, they're council cave after council cave) so VEATs might also get their own stuff all the way up to 50. (Unless you mean that VEATs can only do their own arcs in which I agree that would be a tad too much work for a class not many people would get to play)

And as for patrons, as far as I can tell, it wouldn't be strictly cannon for the player to choose as each patron has control of a certain group in Arachnos. Black Scorpion gets the tarantulas, Scirroco get the Mu, Mako gets the Crab/Bane spiders and Ghost widow gets (unsurprisingly) the widows. Now, I'm sure there are gonna be some people who don't want to be under Mako/GW but if they get patrons, but really, they should already have them as patrons, considering they're the leader of each of the different sections it would be silly not to have them underneath their control from day 1 of said soldiers life in arachnos.

(( Aye I still have you're MSN, Z. Although tonight isn't the best probably, as the FA is taking another excursion into the Forgotten Realms. I could try alt-tabbing between but I would have to make no promises on how well I'd be doing to do with response times. Alternatively, tomorrow I should be free whenever.

I personally don't have an IRC client, but if someone can point me in the direction of one (hopefully with little tips on how to install it too ) then I can get that sorted))

(( Technically not a newspaper story, but is news all the same And yes, I know its abit late for synch and everything and its probably [censored] >.> ))

Monday 3rd March, Channel 32 News at 12:30 and again every hour

"We've received reports that there has been a brutal murder of 2 adults and 1 child at a home just outside the city limits late last night. Witness reports that the attacker, a young woman of slim build, walked along the street, in apparent disregard to the little traffic around at that time.

"She then walked up the front path to the door, where in she proceeded to in what can only be described as a complete frenzy, tore the doorframe from the wall with several 'vines' that erupted from the ground, she then entered the house where nothing happened for several minutes. The next action was also seen by the police who had newly arrived at the scene, after the witness called them. The footage was recorded on the chase cam of the vehicle. We have the exclusive footage here..."

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*the broadcast shifts to a "cars-eye-view" of a house, lights illuminating a white house front with a large jagged hole where a doorframe used to be a few cops working their way up the front lawn, guns trained on the doorway*

"Allright, come out with your hands up where we can see them and lie down on the ground with your hands behind your head!" the lead cop shouts out, advancing slowly, his comrades kneeling down to aim steadier.

There was a sound of commotion inside and a young girl walked out, hands behind her head as instructed. She was dressed in black leathers with green straps buckles all along her green skinned body, a demonic tail swinging from side to side behind her, a mask covering her lower half of her face, with completely blacked out glasses covering her eyes. A glint of brighter green highlighted a scar running down her right eye. She strolled down asif she didnt have a care in the world, not least the numerous guns pointed at her. She stopped and looks around, apparently just enjoying the evening twilight.

"Down on the ground, miss!" The officer repeated. Advancing on her with shuffling steps, he drew out a bottle of mace with his free hand as he kept his gun trained on her with the other.

The girl looked at him and chuckles quietly, it slowly building into a loud clear laugh, demonicness clear in the ringing tone it left after it. The camera shakes as rumbling is heard, the car bouncing on its suspension. Suddenly large thorn covered vines burst from the ground around the officers, quickly trapping their guns, arms and legs. The girl walks towards the lead officer and raises a finger, a trio of bodies being dragged out of the building onto the lawn, dissappearing under the cameras viewpoint. "You listen here, little man, this is nothing to do with you, and its going to stay that way..."

The girl closes her fist and the camera wobbles, then lifts into the air, along with the car, pointing straight up into the sky. A short scream is heard as the camera seems to fall, then cuts out as the video shakes and goes blank.

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*the feed switches back to the News room*

"During that report, we've had confirmation on the identity of the bodies, they are husband and wife, Paul and Rebbecca Menardi, and their daughter Heather. The police are currently searching for the other two daughters, Iris and Ellie, who prefers to go by her middle name, 'Tamura'. More on that story as is develops. Our other stories today..."

Not really sure what to say about this, as I myself have been very lazy and not really looked up background on some things for my toons (thankfully I havent accidentally bodged anything up too bad, or people just havent been telling me I have >.> ).

I will agree on the "Use the Bio" option, as I currently have one toon thats got alot of things that I cant show using the cossie creator at the moment (e.g lots of piercings, a tattoo) and also the fact that she isn't an actual Kheldian (I had filled up my char slots and couldnt bring myself to delete someone). And this also raises another point for me, if your playing a PB/WS, but not ICly a PB/WS, how do you get around the fact of Voids/Quantums hurting you so much? For me, I fudge my way around it saying that the energy disrupts her magic alot, and since she depends on it to live technically, it REALLY hurts her

As you can see, I'm not that intelligable on this sort of thing, or able to waffle and ramble on like you others seem to, but I thought I'd add my thoughts.

Saw her run past me at one time, reminded me of Howl's bird form in Howl's Moving Castle. Really like the first picture out of the two, the stitches are a really nice detail

As I said, practice needed

[3] Hand practice
[4] Foot Practice

Well, since I said I'd do it, theres no escaping >.> Besides, I could use some practice (*has gotten abit rusty in now drawing for about 2 or 3 months*)

I'm not expecting to finish this in time really, as I'm juggling college work and my addiction to gaming as well as this

[01] Since I lacked inspiration, I decided to practice abit of head drawing, and drew a troll. Mucked up the shading in the process >.>

[02] Centaur! The second drawing and I'm allready skewing off from Co* themed pictures

Bah, since I didnt try last year, I guess I can try this year. (even if I doubt I can actually do it all >.> )

I'm interested in this, I would like to see some of the other people's RPing styles, but I dont really have any clue as to how any of My chars would want to get these items, or if there is any special items related to them and so I cant really think of a way to fit any of mine in here

Conversation between two patrons in Pocket D this morning

"Hey did you see those two girls last night?"

"The green one and that tall one with the freaky eyes? What about them?"

"Yeah, well, I've seen that tall one down loads of drinks and hardly flinch. She'd hardly been in here a couple of minutes before I saw her being carried out by that green one. Out cold she was."

"Strange."

"Mhmm. Also, I've never seen those two together, why do you think she took her?"

"I dunno. But if she went into the Isles, it cant be good."

If theres still space on this, I'd like to sign up with Solar Blitz (See sig)

In my view, "veterans" are the people who are more likely to spot if they are headed towards a 'mistake' and avoid it, or can help someone avoid such a 'mistake'. "Newb" rpers are the ones that are just what 'newb' means. New. And like people have said in the other posts here, they can either be spectacular in that they automatically understand what not to do, or they might need some redirecting.

I also think that the more 'vetern' rpers are more likely to allow something very bad to happen to thier character, while a 'newbie' is more likely to try and think of work arounds (Which I have been more than guilty of numerous times.)

Now, CoX is my first try at RPing so I'm still a 'newb' in my eyes, seeing as I am still learning some of the ropes even after having over 1 year of practice. I still make mistakes but I like to think I dont make as bad ones, or make them as often.

For the changing of characters IC, for my very first RP toon (Solar) his original backstory was that he's a sun denzien and as such is made from fire etc. Now, first of all I made it out like he was quite powerful and that he couldnt actually let any 'skin' show as he would 'be as bright as the sun'. Over time, I forgot this detail and ended up making a costume with some skin showing. So that part got mysteriously erased from his backstory (thankfully most people didnt notice, or just accepted it ). I then started to leave out how powerfull he was, and I think that also got forgotten by me eventually, mainly as I didnt rp him in missions etc and as such didnt get to really use that aspect of his story. In the end just about the only things that remained from his original story was that he comes from the sun and is made from fire, just not on the same scale as I originally made out

After he got boring (I really dont know how Red can stand there all nights just reading the paper...) I created another character, and used my experiance from him to make sure I kept to the same story. I've made some stupid mistakes looking back on it, but I like to think they werent as bad as my frist ones.

And now to stop rambling as I've lost the thread of this post like so many others...

I dont write recaps for the main fact its all quite repetetive. Turn up, chat, go home etc. I also never got into the habit of writing them.

I like to read recaps (as i'm a nosey parker and a fanatic reader) and if its of considerable length like Coiles for example, I'll mainly skim read to see if its interesting or anything relavent to any of my characters.

Forgot to mention in the first part that there is more than one part to this >.>

Again, hope you enjoy

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“Are you okay Ellie, you look a little pale” Ellie’s mum enquired over the dinner table, glancing out of the corner at Ellie’s hardly touched plate of food and comparing it to the mess that could be classified as a health hazard that was Heather’s ‘food’.

“I’m just not feeling all that good.” She replied, fiddling with the beans to make a smiley face, “Can I get down?”

“Of course you can dear. Just remember the dog needs taking for a walk later, you could also get some fresh air as well”

Getting up from the table and taking her plate into the kitchen, Ellie scoured the work surfaces for a place to put it down. There was never any space, her mother being too tired from work and her dad simply believing that it wasn’t his job to be in the kitchen, her older sister was never in the house much anymore, and the eldest just wasn’t around anymore. With the painful memories she had of the last few days she’d spent with her eldest sister coming back, she settled for dumping the plate on top of an ice cream tub and walked out into the garden, heading down the path and into her greenhouse. She always found it peaceful here, the mingle of the scents from the flowers, the waft of damp soil after being freshly watered, the whole feeling of nature and tranquillity allowing for her to forget the daily annoyances of the house and her life.

Bringing the hose round the corner and giving her flowers a lovely cool drink, she didn’t notice the way the flower heads seemed to turn towards her at the same time, as if they were some sort of conscious entity. After finishing her circuit, Ellie sat down in the battered and faded green deckchair that she had ‘acquired’ from a trip down the beach one time with the family. She smiled at the memory; the lifeguard had been quite generous and looked the other way to a teenager carrying a large deckchair conspicuously behind her back.

Feeling her eyes droop, and her stomach get a strange tingly feeling, Ellie let herself fall asleep, thinking that the dog could wait and that she needed a bit of rest. As she blissfully snored away, dreaming of dark forests, she was unaware of the glow that spread out from her stomach and surrounded her.

The glow spread out from her to reach out towards the plants, surrounding them and caressing them lovingly, like a mother would a child. As the glow filled the entire greenhouse, the plants bent their heads in the direction of the sleeping Ellie, and a wind that came from nowhere passed through their leaves, seeming to make them sigh happily. The plants started to grow slowly, glowing with the same glow that came from the unconscious Ellie.

A single mosquito buzzed its way in through the open window, and descended towards her. With alarming speed a large root shot out of the ground and skewered the bug, smashing the glass pane on the other side as well.

With this sound, Ellie woke up with a jolt, the glow disappearing from the greenhouse. Heather ran down the garden, poked her head into the greenhouse, and with the curiosity of only a small child, inspected the mini jungle that had started to grow.

“Mum wants to know what the noise was.” She said in an offhand manner, clearly not as interested in the excuse as the actual act of creating the jungle.

“Nothing… nothing… I just fell asleep.” Ellie replied, astonished at the way the plants had grown in her sleep, “Come on, lets get back inside, its getting late and I don’t want to fall asleep in the chair again.”

Taking her sisters hand in hers, Ellie led the way up the garden as calmly as she could. What else would happen? WOULD anything else happen? Was it to do with that berry? If it was, what would she do?

“Ellie, the door?”

“Huh?” Ellie grunted as Heather cut into her thoughts again, not realising she’d stopped just before the back door, “Oh right…”

Going through the open door, she let go of Heathers hand and walked upstairs, grunting that she was tired to her curious parents, before entering her room. She always looked at the letters on her door that spelled her initials, E.T.M, her dad liked to joke about them and she always tried to work it out. ‘We should have called you Amy, then the initials would represent what you are to our bank balance’

Her dad came up the stairs now, looking concerned. “You coming down with something? You didn’t eat much and you’re looking a little pale…”

“I’m fine. Just tired out from the walk out with Heather earlier.”

“Well, if you’re sure. Just get some rest, okay? Don’t want our bank balance getting too big because you’re not feeling up to asking for new clothes and what not.” He grinned and headed back down stairs

Shaking her head once more, she walked into her room. It contained the basics that a room should have, wardrobe, bed, cabinet for books and other things. The walls were covered in posters and what was exposed was painted black. Dodging round the various clothes and magazines left over the floor, Ellie flopped down onto the bed. Curling up into a ball she let out a quiet curse at the springtime heat, sweat forming on her head, and slowly fell asleep again.

The flower that her mum had got in an effort to try and cheer up the room lifted its wilting head and seemed to glare at her, resentful in its weeks of neglect, its roots slowly growing out of the pot and covering the room in a spreading area with the flower at its centre, all the time closing in on the bed and its sleeping cargo.

This is a little story I've had floating round in my head for a while (It being the oigin of my newest dom), and since I havent really done a proper story in yonks and with my drawing ideas drying up I'd though I'd write it down and torment you all with it

Critisism and such allways welcome, as I'm not very experienced with creative writing and havent shown anyone any of my work before.

Enjoy

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In the countryside full of rolling hills and green fields, in between twin rows of blossoming cherry trees, with their petals just opening fully to embrace the warm springtime sun, a little girl of around four hums a nursery rhyme.

The little girl happily skipped down the dirt track ahead of her teenage sister, her pastel pink dress and golden locks billowing out with the speed she was travelling at, ignoring to calls for her to wait. Turning around so she could look back at her sister while she hopped, she giggled and stuck her tongue out. “Come and catch me!” she called, turning back around and picking up speed.

Her sister sighed and continued her leisurely stroll down the path, paying more attention to the foliage than her fast disappearing charge for the day. Ellie, for that was her name, had always liked the flora and fauna of a place than the humans that inhabited it. They always just cluttered up the place and drained it of the beauty.

She gently chewed on the end of a strand of her dark hair, occasionally checking to see if the speck in the distance had stopped or slowed down, fiddling with her trouser pockets edges. She didn’t have that bad a figure; she just chose to hide it in jackets and baggy clothes. Her black hoody hiding the curving figure of a growing young woman, her long trousers covering her legs to weave an illusion that they were bigger than they were and stopping just short of the end of her new fashionable trainers. Her hair left to grow its own wild way, only the fringe cut to reveal a non-remarkable but not unpleasant face, her skin slightly tanned from spending hours in a greenhouse with her plants.

Cursing her wardrobe habit of dark clothes, she picked up a gentle jog to catch up to the bend in the track, which was surely where her baby sister was waiting in ambush. They always played this game, she’d run ahead and Ellie would walk round the corner only to have a small bundle of energy launch at her. It was some sort of tradition that had grown over the years, reinforcing the bond between the siblings.

But today her sister wasn’t hiding behind a tree; she was squatting down in the road, inspecting something that Ellie couldn’t see. Peering over the top of her head revealed it to be a small berry. Nothing out of the ordinary, except it was glowing green. Picking it up with thumb and forefinger, she sniffed it cautiously.

“Hey! I was looking at that!” The sister exclaimed, jumping up to try and get it back.

“Well I’m looking at it now, and I’m older so I get priority.” Ellie replied, holding it over her head and sticking her tongue out at her younger sister.

But her sister persisted her jumping, knocking Ellie’s arm and causing her to drop the berry. Looking up as she opened her mouth to taunt her sister again, the berry dropped into Ellie’s open mouth. Acting on reflex she swallowed the strange berry, feeling it slip down her gullet with a strange tingling sensation.

Time seemed to stand still; the only things that moved were the petals in the gentle breeze that had appeared out of nowhere. Was it poisonous? What would it do? All these thoughts ran through Ellie’s mind in a second, a small feeling of dread growing in the pit of her stomach

“Awwww, you did that on purpose!” Her sister said, pouting and crossing her arms in the typical ‘disappointed child’ routine.

“And it serves you right for hogging it to yourself, Heather” Ellie said, crossing her own arms defiantly, her thoughts banished in the simple moment, “now lets get home to mum. Its roast for dinner tonight.” Shooing Heather into motion down the track again.

“Yay! Roast roast, roasty roast roast!” The little bundle of energy sang as she started her skipping again, easily establishing her lead down the track.

Ellie shook her head and started walking, not noticing the way the leaves seemed to collect in her footprints down the path.

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3) If you DO want to go dual-mind, be careful before entering into a relationship with someone who owns a quant gun and takes objection to your body getting hi-jacked by an alien.

(Yes, I'm looking at YOU Iris and Cloe..... )

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Anyway

They can be as one mind, two minds, or a mixture of the two (Becoming one in times of stress/need). My WS used to be the one with two minds, the Warshade being mean and taking control of her body when she was stressed, or when she was weak. Or when they had to do fighting. To get around the fact that the warshade wasnt very outspoken, I fudged that my character had used her Magic to lock it away.

I'm not too sure what my characters will be doing. It all depends on when it happens, as my characters situations could have changed dramatically by then, or they could be pretty much the same as now.

... although I'm not sure thats a good thing . Revision has gotten boring and I've had this idea floating around in my brain for a while, but didnt get time enough to put it down onto paper and finish it.

So without much further rambling heres the actual piccy

As always, comments and critism are always welcome (And if they help me improve, it means I dont have to bombard you with more awful pieces )

Conga-ratz Stas

"You know those ladies who came in here yesterday?"

"Hmm? That blonde one and the glowy one?"

"Yeah thats them, well it seemed that glowy one was researching seperation spells! That doesnt sound like good reading material does it? Think maybe she messed up something and attatched two things together when she didnt mean to?"

"Seems so, and I heard her talking to herself, apparently telling herself to 'shut up and go back to her cage' or something, and then, even wierder, she told herself this was going to be over quickly. I wouldnt feel safe sitting next to her!"

Conversation between two women on a smoking break outside the Steel Canyon university library at around noon today

Heres a piece of art that was requested by Catz in the Art Request thread. Hope you all like it and ofcourse pointers are apprectiated!

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