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Food aggression or just a quirk?

2023.06.04 18:48 Imaraba Food aggression or just a quirk?

Hey everybody, so my boyfriend got two kittens last year separated by a few months — for background one is a male and the other was the runt of a litter and has trauma from her prior owners abusing her. The elder tom has had prior habits of pushing her around, but with age they have grown fond of each other.
That being said, one thing that noticeably stands out to me is that he has a habit of always begging for food, with my boyfriend caving by having constant kibble. The second part is he only insists on eating with my boyfriend there, and will bite and attack him “playfully” if he attempts to leave or stop petting him. (He enjoys being petted while eating, and these both are behaviors I haven’t seen before.) Apparently he does not attack his sister while eating together but will position his body so that they are opposite, moving her away; he will only my bite my boyfriend if he refuses to leave. I am concerned this is food aggression and by petting him and such, my boyfriend is enabling this behavior. He disagrees and thinks its a cute quirk, although is open to the idea that it may be what I suspect.
Any advice on what this is and how to manage? As I have never dealt with food aggression before, i’m at a loss for how to advise him. Thanks!
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2023.06.04 18:35 ya-boiElliot63 feedback on my avatar needed please, character reference sheet for Kirito Aki

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2023.06.04 18:23 UsualBoth4887 DPDR & autism (message from recovery)

Is the DPDR community aware of the possible link between DPDR & autism spectrum disorder?
I've looked at the psychology literature, and the academics are (somewhat) aware of this link.
However, it is not something I was made aware of while involved in the DPDR community. In fact, I don't recall autism being discussed at all.

After experiencing chronic DPDR for nine years, I have recently been made aware that I have many behavioural/neurological traits that are diagnostic of autism.
Several of these traits I had previously attributed to DPDR.
Now that I realise these are personality traits associated with autism, and not symptoms of DPDR, I strangely find that I view them in a far more positive light.
Here are three examples:

1) Processing speed.
I believed I was slower than average at processing information, or reacting to things, because of the fog (DPDR). I felt drunk, and my friends did not, which resulted in me being 'slower' than them. My intelligence is important to me, so when I perceived my intelligence as being hindered by DPDR, it really upset me, which worsened my mental state and DPDR symptoms.
I am now aware that this reduced processing speed is because I am autistic. Autistic individuals have a slower-than-average processing speed, but have a much higher-than-average capacity for deep, structured, and analytical thought (to name a few!). I now view this trait of mine, as a 'cognitive trade-off' rather than a 'debuff' of my intelligence.
When I believed this trait was DPDR, it greatly upset me, whereas now I realise it is autism, I am happy and proud to have this trait.

2) Social skills & being funny.
Frequently, I enter social situations where I do the wrong thing. Again, I blamed this on DPDR. I believed that the brain fog was slowing me down, so I couldn't think of the right thing to do in time. As you can imagine, this made me embarrassed, frustrated, unnerved, and upset.
Now that I know this is autism, it makes complete sense why I don't think of the 'right thing' to do. It has nothing to do with my intelligence, processing speed, or DPDR. It is because autistic individuals generally lack social skills (it is one of our defining traits, and a necessary trade-off to allow for amazing skills which so many of us have).
I no longer view this trait of mine negatively. Instead, my friends, family, and myself, now aware of my autism, view this as a 'quirk' which is often quite funny.
Additionally -
I found that I was never 'witty' enough to crack smart jokes in social situations. I would blame this on DPDR. I believed my brain was 'too slow' to come up with witty jokes in the moment, because of the fog.
I now realise that I don't come up with witty jokes very often because I often take things very literally, which is characteristic of autism spectrum disorder.
That's okay. I don't need to be cracking witty jokes to make myself or others happy. Now that I know this is not a result of DPDR, it doesn't bother me like it used to.

3) Emotional numbness.
I believed I was incapable of feeling emotion. I had convinced myself that this was a result of my DPDR state, and that nothing, no matter how consequential, would have an emotional effect on me.
I found that instead of feeling negative emotions, I would instead just think about the consequences. I would ruminate.
I now realise that I simply process emotions differently than others (neurotypicals) because I am on the autistic spectrum. Autistic brains are wired to process things logically rather than emotionally (in contrast with neurotypical brains).
It was never true that I was 'incapable' of feeling emotion. I had only convinced myself of this, because I noticed that there were occasions when people around me experienced negative emotions, whereas I did not.
BUT, there were also instances where I experience great joy and excitement from just talking about my interests, whereas others (neurotypicals) would not (to a similar degree).
It was my anxious mind (which all of us here unfortunately share) that ruminated on the instances where I felt nothing, and inflated their significance, forcing me to believe I never felt anything.
This, again, is a trade-off of being autistic, which I am very much content with.
Now, being able to understand why I often process emotions differently, gives me great peace of mind, and I no longer perceive myself as, or worry about, being emotionally numb.

'Autistic meltdown'
When overwhelmed with stress, people with autism spectrum disorder enter a (temporary) state called 'autistic meltdown'.
Autistic meltdown is often described as feeling: 'spaced-out; disconnected from reality; my brain is fried; robotic; controlling my body from a cockpit inside my head'. Sound familiar?
My suspicion is that many of us, if not all of us, who are experiencing symptoms of DPDR, are somewhere on the autistic spectrum. The stresses of reality have caused us to enter an autistic meltdown. This, coupled with the additional factor of having an anxious mind (not exclusive with autism), leads us to ruminate on our symptoms, and become stuck in the anxiety-symptom cycle.
That's not to say that neurotypicals can't experience these symptoms or get stuck in the cycle, but I'm tempted to say that autistic individuals have an increased susceptibility to DPDR because of our comparatively low stress tolerance.

Sensory hypersensitivity
During an Unreal (UK-based DPDR charity) support meeting, I spoke to a man who had been suffering from DPDR for most of his life. He described how his DPDR symptoms would increase whenever he was exposed to a bright light.
This is a very common trait of autism. They call it 'sensory hypersensitivity'. Bright lights, loud noises, or even certain textures/materials can be extremely overwhelming to autistic people and cause a stress response, which for people already with DPDR, will cause it to increase. This suggests that this man was on the autism spectrum, and also supports my suspicion that traits of autism are frequently misinterpreted as symptoms of DPDR.

Deep thought
Psychologists researching DPDR are aware that most DPDR sufferers very frequently wonder about the deep mysteries of the universe, such as - the origin of life; evolution; animal life; alien life; space and time; neurobiology; why things are the way they are; etc.
I'm sure many of you in this forum share this trait. I for one have wondered since a young age about human evolution and life on other planets.
This is true for autistic people too. We call it 'special interests', and it is an extremely common trait. This supports my suspicion that people with DPDR are on the autistic spectrum.

Adolescent origin?
Still, one question remains. If DPDR is autism, then why, for so many of us, did DPDR start suddenly during adolescence or early adulthood (13-25)?
Autism is a developmental condition that begins before birth. It can't just 'start' at age 14 (for example).
I suspect that so many of us develop symptoms of brain fog (normally attributed to DPDR) during adolescence and early adulthood, because this is the age at which anxiety becomes most prevalent.
Anxiety is what causes us to ruminate on symptoms of brain fog, and become trapped in the cycle, which is described as 'DPDR'.
I suspect that autism spectrum disorder is a prerequisite to DPDR, which only becomes manifested once the brain becomes anxious during adolescence or early adulthood.

I had DPDR for nearly a decade. I no longer consider myself to be suffering from DPDR. I also don't consider myself to have recovered from DPDR.
I never had DPDR.
I am autistic. Discovering this has drastically improved my quality of life.
I sincerely hope that this information will be of help to the people in this subreddit.
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2023.06.04 18:22 Expensive_Charity_78 Weirdest disconnect between a fandom's engagement with a media, and the media itself.

Basically title. Fandoms that engage with the media they are attached to in thematically, or tonally complete disparate ways.
Since Super Eyepatch Wolf did his video on Fear and Hunger, the fanbase (and Reddit) has grown exponentially. And while I love having more people engage with a game I really enjoy, a lot of the recent fan art has been.... Let's say tonally dissonant.
The game is a mess of gore, sexual abuse, and really, really dark subject matter all around - all bound together by an eldritch aesthetic. However, a lot of the recent fanart depicts both games cast of characters in incredibly horny ways that just feels tone deaf based on the connent of either Installment of Fear and Hunger. "Oh, is one of the characters a heroin addicted 15 year-old child soldier??? He's totally a bottom tho UwU"
I'd love to hear more examples of this (and a way to handle a fandom you like engaging with spinning wildly out of your comfort zone lol)
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2023.06.04 18:21 CatScratched1012 Should I get tested for autism? Is the process worth it?

In my search to find out if I have autism, I stumbled upon this subreddit and found a post that's gonna be a little similar to mine. It's 2 years old and I don't really know how to link it as I am new to reddit, but they were basically asking how to go about getting tested for autism and I am wondering if I even should.
I hope this isn't breaking any community rules as I just wanna ask if it's at all worth it to get tested, because I keep hearing about how difficult it will be as a woman for them to even consider the possibility that I have autism. Reading everyone's posts about how autism is for them has made me feel validated for all the little quirks I always had that I thought no one would ever relate to, but what good would it do me to get tested?
Would it be any help to me at all to get tested? Is it gonna be a long process? I hope this post has been easy to understand. I just really wanna know what the experience is to be tested for autism.
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2023.06.04 18:16 Ryouko5565 Project Atlantis

This is my Adastra fanfic, that's in the works. I'm only calling it Project Atlantis as I have no Title for it yet.
By the name alone, the story will be roughly based around Atlantis, this will take place 8 years after the main game. I'll be posting updates few days.
Eight years since the day, Marco left Adastra. Eight years his been apart from his wolf. But now the wait is over... Amicus is visiting Earth for the first time in 9 years, the first visit was when he kidnapped the love of his life. What felt like an eternity of being apart from each other, the two lovers finally reunite.
But those 8 years the galactic stage has changed and already a sibling species, has gotten abit too aggressive and has become isolationist. Breaking away from their parents and the other siblings the moment they got their own stretch drive.
Amicus fears this will interrupt his plans with his lover, as they could see themselves in a another war...
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2023.06.04 18:13 Glum-Peach-9602 How does physical attractiveness typically affect the way that people with autism are perceived in your own experience?

I (26F) have both autism and ADHD which affects the way that I interact with people and is obvious to most who know me intimately. However, whenever I tell people that this, I tend to get a lot of people who are skeptical even though I have an official diagnosis until they get to know me better. This could have to do with my compulsive need to mask my symptoms, but I sometimes feel that it's a bit deeper due to how frequently it happens.
I hope this doesn't sound like I'm conceited (it probably will anyway... Whatever lol), and I know that this is highly opinion-based, that everyone has their own standards of beauty, that looks aren't everything etc., but tbh I am considered by most to be extremely conventionally physically attractive by my culture's standards for women. I'm not sure, but I think this may have a reason to do with that - that people are more prone to overlooking or explaining away autistic behavior in people they find attractive as merely a quirk.
In your own experience, how has physical appearance affected the way that people perceive autism in yourself or someone you know?
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2023.06.04 18:13 Unremarkable_ What a game! Coming from a former WoW player. Some questions

My human wizard is at level six and I am already blown away by the detail of this game. I started a few different characters in different starting areas, including an Iksar and a Halfling. I also really liked the Dwarf starting city.
It wasn't until I loaded into Freeport last weekend that the game really came to life. I will explain why below. Some awesome things I want to point out.
  1. The world. I can't believe something this big and complex existed as long ago as 1999. I've played a lot of games, but EverQuest feels like a "real" world. I think the first person POV camera has a lot to do with this. When I was a halfling and encountered an ogre, it was memorable. I am not even sure the ogre noticed me! I've been into the Commonlands tunnel. I can't imagine how poorly this must have run on computers in 1999, there are so many people there. It's exciting. I am inspecting and seeing cool looking weapons and armor. People are offering teleports to far off lands, which makes me feel like there are distant places to explore. I want to get to the level to visit there too and play those areas!
  2. The people. I didn't have so much interaction in Misty Thicket or elsewhere. Maybe it's just a byproduct of Freeport being a larger hub, but even as a lowly level 1-5 wizard with a dagger, higher level players have been keen to interact, help, and give advice in really meaningful ways. For example, I was selling my loot to the first vendor inside Freeport, an ogre, and someone directed me to a different vendor around the corner who gives better prices. I love the "Hail" button and have learned to press it at everyone I pass. It just feels friendly, but 9 times out of 10, people will stop and chat or even cast an enhancement on me. I've made the majority of my leveling experience with some of these enhancements, which almost feels like cheating. It's very helpful. One person even handed me 22 platinum, which I spent on a backpack and some spells at my class trainer. Which reminds me, I could not find my class trainer in Freeport for the life of me. There's some stairs around a corner, someone helped with that too. I can't even remember all of the times I've interacted with another real person in a good way and I'm only level six.
  3. The danger! Outside of the Freeport area, near the guards, I can be easily clubbing a wolf to death and suddenly I've got a mummy hitting me in the back. There is a need for constant awareness. You have to know where you are, in case you die. I'd be probably level 7 or 8 but for the time I spent searching for my belongings in the hills of the Commonlands.
Before I get any deeper, I have some questions if anyone has any thoughts:
I want to group for leveling almost exclusively. On Green Server. Best choice of server? I am just not interested in another WoW experience of soloing my way to max level. Even if it takes a bit longer, I want to play with others.
  1. Am I playing the right class for this? Wizard seems so cool to me, but maybe no one wants to group with one? Should I be the one trying to form groups or putting on /LFG? So far I have had to solo, sit and meditate, solo some more. I would rather kill more difficult monsters with friends.
  2. At what level should I start on crafting/tradeskills? Which ones to do? Is it worth my time? I have very basic gear and have no idea if this could be helpful?
  3. The lack of a mailbox is the only thing I miss from WoW. If I were to re-roll as a different character based on question 1, how to I transfer my considerable fortune (18 platinum) to the new character?
Thank you in advance!
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2023.06.04 18:12 The_Silver_Avenger Letter from the Showrunner for Doctor Who Magazine #591: How much thought goes into the name of an episode? An awful lot, as Russell T Davies explains... [Spoilers]

What's this?: Each month in Doctor Who Magazine they have a 'Letter from the Showrunner' (formerly called 'Production Notes') - a column by someone involved in the production of Doctor Who, and normally in the form of either the showrunner answering reader-submitted questions, or the showrunner writing pieces about writing Doctor Who. Because these questions have often been used as a source for blogs to write misleading stories, they started being typed up for /gallifrey.
Hey thanks for doing this! Now I don't have to buy it: Yes you do, otherwise you'll be missing out on: results from the Fifth and Sixth Doctor sections of the 60th Anniversary poll; interviews with Alex Kingston (River Song), Alex Moore (location manager on the new series) and Jamie Mathieson (writer of Oxygen, Flatline and others); a feature celebrating Pride Month by looking at representation in Doctor Who; Scott Handcock's Production Diary for April 2023; the latest entry in the '60 Object, 60 Years' series, covering objects from 1988 to 1992; part one a deconstruction of "The Wheel in Space"; part eight of DWM's Fourteenth Doctor comic-strip "Liberation of the Daleks"; reviews for all of this month's DVD/CD/Book releases and EVEN MORE.
It's available physically in shops and digitally via Pocketmags.com!
Want an archive of the previous Production Notes that have been posted on /gallifrey?: Follow this link.
At last we have episode titles!
Ages ago, about 18 months back, we said, wouldn't it be great if we could announce the titles for the first time on BBC One? These things used to appear in Doctor Who Magazine, but what if we could make the event big enough to merit a televised launch? Oh, the nerve. The ambition!
I then forgot about it. Busy, y'know. Then mid-April, I said, hey, what happened to that idea? Did we miss it? What a shame. Sad face. No, said Julie Gardner, you idiot, angry face, people have been working on it for months! They're unveiling it next week.
Lo and behold, fanfare and fireworks, a whole campaign by the BBC was unfurled before us, a wonderful piece of work, with three separate teaser-trailers airing for a fortnight, across May, aiming for a climax on Eurovision night, one of the BBC's biggest audiences of the year. Okay. Lovely. Thank you.
You'll have seen them by now, but I'm typing on Tuesday 9 May, when we've only got as far as the Special Two tease. Apparently, the team thought the first teaser was solved too easily (although maybe the Meep was a very big clue) so the second has been revamped to maximum levels of difficulty. I'm told, in a document I have here, that just underneath the word REDACTED, the code 7A89B8 corresponds to "the HEX code for Wild Blue Yonder colour." (The what now?) And the clues lead to an MP3 of the song. Has anyone solved that yet?!
But you're Doctor Who fans! You don't want to know titles. You want to know working titles.
Well, for Special One, we didn't have much choice, really. We can talk later in the year about the whys and wherefores of using that story, and how much we've changed in its adaptation from a classic old Marvel comic strip by Pat Mills and Dave Gibbons. In fact, you'll be able to hear from Pat and Dave themselves, both fully consulted professionally and on-board with the production right from the start.
But it's not that easy. Should we call it... Star Beast?
Or The Star Beast?
I'm still not sure. It might change by November.
Sometimes I like an old-fashioned definite article. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I invent one (I always refer to The Pyramids of Mars, but no, turns out, I've added that first word).
Special Two is trickier. And I can't give away too much. There's a different five-word title which sums up the episode but that would give the game away right from the start. You'd see it in Radio Times and think, ah, right, gotcha. So that was never a working title and I opted for Wild Blue Yonder right from the start.
But it's not that easy. Should we call it...
Wild Blue Yonder?
Or Wide Blue Yonder?
Because an awful lot of people say wide. The phrase has genuinely changed into 'wide blue yonder' over the years. I emailed the entire team, 'Which do you say?' And most came back with wide, not even knowing about the wild option.
But that debate actually gets on screen, within the episode itself. Here it is, faithful reader. Explained in real, actual dialogue from Special Two. Someone names the tune as Wide Blue Yonder, and says that it comes form "... the military, going to war." And the Doctor corrects them, saying, "It's the air force, the words are Wild Blue Yonder."
Ah, but why does the song play? And what is its terrible portent? You'll have to wait and see!
(Message to self. Write an episode called Terrible Portent.)
And Special Three? Well, nothing to report. The Giggle is The Giggle. From the moment I wrote it, there was no other choice. Love that title. But what is the giggle, who's giggling, what about, and why? As the great man once said, stay tuned.
The hunt for new titles goes on. Like I said last time, Episode One of the next series has a title unexpectedly spoken aloud in Star Trek: Picard 3. Another episode has had three titles so far, and still hasn't quite settled. One title contained the word sixpence, until the entire plot about the sixpence was cut, damn it. And further than that, the Script and Legal Departments at Bad Wolf are currently investigating whether we're allowed to use a certain title for Episode Six of the 2025 season. We're that far ahead!
But yeah, it's a nice, cheeky promotion, to get the titles broadcast on BBC One, a full six months ahead of transmission. But this is where these facts really belong, here in the hearts and minds of fandom, where we can browse and debate and argue over these facts for the rest of our lives. In the magazine that once went under the name of Doctor Who Weekly. And then Doctor Who - A Marvel Monthly. And then Doctor Who Monthly. And now... this!
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2023.06.04 17:56 Aidamis How would you build M4A1 from Girls' Frontline?

Hi. Due to recently binge-reading a certain manga, I thought of looking into how to bring a gun-slinging android into a 5e game.
The outline is kind of straightforward:
In the game the manga is based on, M4A1's main quirk is an AOE damage and "critrate" buff. I know that the latter doesn't exist in 5e and I know that Crusader's Mantle, which buffs damage in an AOE, isn't always the best concentration spell choice, so I'm open to suggestions (be it spells, Auras, maneuvers...)
Thank you for your input! stay safe
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2023.06.04 17:52 thequirts Actress in the House Group Read, Week 3 - First Night 5-14

Daley recalls a trip with his brother Wolf to Australia to a dam Wolf was hired to look at, and he is frustrated at it’s current construction and argues with the engineers. Their visit lasts a few days and Wolf antagonizes the engineers and workers over the quality of their work, ultimately leading to a bar fight in which Daley has to step in to protect him and get both of them away safely.
We then jump back to Daley leaving the theater, he stops to chat with a fellow theater goer named Leander outside who intimates that he has knowledge of Becca and potential danger she may face, and in their conversation Daley tells him his wife Della died years ago of fibrosis. He goes in and watches the rest of the play with Helen, and the two leave, Daley getting Helen a cab. He goes back to the theater, goes backstage, and asks the actor Barry about the slap, who brushes him off and leaves. Daley then goes on to the empty stage and sees Becca, the two flirt and go for a walk, discussing their families and personal histories indirectly.
The focus so far seems to be trying to outline the variety of ways people do and do not communicate with each other. Wolf says things people don’t need to hear, communication through bravado. Daley communicates by saying very little, communicating by listening. Becca seems to operate so far on a similar register as far as inferring and interpreting, their conversations are somehow circular while also expansive, saying little of note but still peeling back layers of each other. This seems to be a natural contrast to Daley’s relationship with Helen, interested to see how Becca and Daley interact as they continue to learn each other better, we can see with Helen and Daley that sometimes intimacy does not breed closeness but rather creates division, a topic McElroy mined a great deal in Women and Men as well.
Daley feels like he belongs on the stage at the beginning, and now after everyone leaves he goes on and feels intoxicated by it, he badly wanted to join Becca, be not an audience to her but with her for an audience. However when they do finally take the stage together, they are unwatched. Will have to keep an eye on the stage/audience dynamic and see how their actions changed based on the stage they occupy and the audience they may or may not have. McElroy gives us some reflection on life as an experience dictated by the witness of others. Our lives are what the audience sees, they dictate who we are. This seems to be part of our character’s struggle, the idea of life in ourselves and others versus actually experiencing it, and can we even separate those two things?
Also last thread to keep an eye on is McElroy’s boundless love of diving and water, Daley is “diving” by taking the stage, and knows how Becca can learn. Becca asks to be pushed earlier on the phone with him. Shades of what he goes on to develop in Cannonball much more deeply, a dive we take versus being pushed, the idea of a dive being interrupted or reversed through other’s interference or aid. How will this continue to dovetail with our characters and their struggles, their relationships, and their “stage presence?”
What motifs and themes do you notice McElroy developing so far?
What significance, if any, do you see in the play itself relative to our characters?
How do you feel about McElroy’s unconventional dialogue?
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2023.06.04 17:45 grierks Hedge Knight, Chapter 32

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Helbram stared at the image of his father, the initial ache in his heart fading the longer his eyes rested on him. His father was never a cruel nor cold man, but the warmth that was present in the image’s face was… strange, unfitting for the man that Helbram had grown up with. Familial longing was replaced by caution of the unknown, and he felt his skin grow warm as anger started to boil at the pit of his stomach.
The man raised his hands, “I see this image upsets you. My apologies,” he said, his voice light, ringing with the sounds of vibrating steel.
The image faded from his sight, leaving him alone in the darkness.
“What image would you prefer then?” the voice said, now echoing throughout the void.
“I would have you take no guise,” Helbram said. He took a cursory look around him, unable to discern a source for the voice, “My memories are my own, and I will not have you wear their skin in some attempt to appease me.”
A laugh rang through the darkness, ringing like a bell, “A man of conviction, that I can respect.”
A mote of silver light appeared before Helbram, growing until it took the shape of a humanoid figure. The light faded, leaving behind a figure clad in silver armor. A winged helmet obscured the figure’s head for a moment, but it soon reached up and removed it, revealing the face of a man. Given the man’s features, Helbram could tell that he was a human, but the man’s skin was a stark white, with silver eyes that brimmed with the sheen of silver light. There was a chiseled look to his face, with his sharp, well defined jaw that was quirked from the man’s confident smile. He was tall and broad shouldered, both slightly wider and taller than Helbram himself, which gave him a natural air of intimidation that blended with the raw power that radiated from his body. His armor was of an ancient make, a blend of chainmail and plate to cover his body, yet the runes engraved onto the plate and shape of the armor itself was far curvier than anything he’d seen before, emphasizing the man’s physique as opposed to the usual bulky armor that Helbram himself would wear.
It eventually dawned on him that he had seen the armor before, in the murals that sat above the Sword.
“So what are you, the Sword or the man that wielded it?” Helbram asked.
The man cradled his helmet right above his hip and bowed, “Sadly, my previous master has long passed from this world. Consider this form a gesture of respect to him,” he looked up to Helbram with a kind smile, “and to you.”
Helbram’s eyes narrowed, “I am not sure I’m entirely pleased to receive respect that I have not earned.”
The Sword stood upright, “Oh but you have. I have borne witness to many men who have tried to prove their worth to me, and most have been found wanting.”
“Aside from me and two others,” Helbram said.
The silver-clad man nodded, “Yes, how brimming with potential must this age be to have three such worthy individuals,” he stepped towards Helbram, who kept his distance, “but even with such a bounty of strength one must stand above them all, and I believe that you are the one to do it.”
Helbram sighed, “Then why the test? Would it not have been more expedient to have Sophia come speak to me sooner?”
The Sword’s face grew grim, “That, I am afraid, was due to urgency.”
Helbram regarded the silver haired man with a flat expression, “Explain.”
The Sword started to pace, “The murals in my shrine tell the tale of a man that made the ultimate sacrifice to defeat a great evil,” he motioned to himself, “this man, which I am sure you are well aware of, but I am afraid that despite his efforts, that very same evil remains.”
Helbram crossed his arms, “Does this evil have a name?”
“There is no direct translation from the Ancient Tongue, I am afraid, but for the purposes of giving it an identity let us call it Malice, shall we?”
Helbram nodded, but frowned, “If you were aware of its continued existence then why did you not provide warning of it beforehand?”
A sorrowful expression pulled down at The Sword’s silver eyes, “Malice has always been… subtle with its touch. That is how it began, you see. Not as the overwhelming force it eventually was, but as a subtle, insidious entity with a grasp deft enough to escape even my awareness. I had thought it gone… until I felt its corrosive nature once again.”
“Thus the test.”
The pale skinned man gave a brief nod, “Precisely. Even with three worthy candidates, it is vital that I be wielded by one who was both brave enough and competent enough to face the emerging darkness.”
Helbram’s frown deepened, “So you set them off on a test without telling them what the opponent was.”
The Sword regarded him with a blank expression, “It was a test of knowledge in addition to bravery.”
“Yes, which is why you sent a young man who has not had a lick of experience in combat against a Troll,” Helbram’s eyes narrowed, “And an opportunist, waiting until her target was weakened to strike.”
The Sword tilted his head, “What are you insinuating?”
Helbram shrugged, “If you were to choose a weilder that would help you fight off a great evil, I imagine you would have someone of more… experience and prone to self sacrifice in mind.”
“You possess such experience, do you not? And from what I can tell, your purpose for going into those woods was to save, not to slay. Such actions require a certain amount of self sacrifice,” The Sword smiled at him, “Such actions are those of a Hero.”
Helbram’s eye twitched, “Flattery will get you nowhere with me.”
“I merely speak the truth,” the sword explained, “It would be rather pointless of me to show such interest in you if it was a lie, would it not?” he motioned towards his own body, “I have been held in the possession of the finest of heroes, wieldied in battles against foes that have matched that same caliber. I know talent when I see it, feel it, and within you I sense that very same potential.”
“Do not speak to me of potential!” Helbram snapped. He let silence settle between them before rubbing his eyes and sighing, “I have spoken enough of it for a lifetime today.”
The Sword looked at him, eyes alight with curiosity, “You are very guarded when it comes to speaking of such things, though the more that I look into your memories the more I can see why…”
Helbram opened his mouth to respond, but as he did he felt his body lurch, like whatever he was standing on was pulled from under him. His vision went white as he stumbled forward, and as it returned the first thing he noticed was that he was staring at his hands.
They were covered in blood.
The pain that flared from his palms told him that it was from wounds of his own, but as he made to move them closer to examine them he found that he could not do so. His hands remained still, trembling as blood trickled down from torn skin and calluses, caking the dirt that covered them in a mess of crusted mud. He made to move them again, but stopped himself when he realized that he was again bearing witness to another memory.
One that he did not wish to recall.
He could not see his face, but the size of his hands were the same as they were in the present, possessing a softness to them that had long faded from his touch. He was an adult in this memory, a fact that only confirmed the worst for him.
He was back in the training ring in front of his house. The sky was red with the fading light of the evening sun, draped over the rock that stood in front of him. Thin lines marred its surface, countless scratches that added a shade of paleness to its darkened grain. Scattered around the rock were bits of broken metal, remnants of the swords that had been dashed upon the rock.
He heaved with each breath, eyes still focused upon the rock as his vision blurred from the sweat that fell over his eyes from his brow. He wiped his eyes with his forearm, fleeing a slight sting to them, which he ignored as he knelt down, grasping at the sword that lay at his feet. Its blade was chipped up and down its profile, but still held the vague semblance of a weapon. His hands stung as they wrapped around the handle, blood beading between his fingertips as he gripped the sword with all of his might.
The blade shook as Helbram held it in front of him, slipping into the remnants of a stance that had broken from the fatigue long ago. He tried to keep himself still, but no matter how much he tried to focus the sword continued to tremble. He reared the blade back and roared, slamming the sword into the rock.
It struck stone with a weak grinding sound that sent shivers down his spine, but still he hefted the weapon back up and struck the stone again, leaving another thin scratch across its surface.
Helbram wanted to close his eyes, but the memory did not let him. Instead he could only watch himself hit the rock over and over, feeling each shock that shivered up his hands, feeling the pain in his palms flaring as more of its skin began to tear. Still his memory self continued, striking the stone in a trance, and he could feel each desperate attempt to reach for Ether that was not there… was never there.
The pace of his swings increased, each time the grating of metal against rock cutting deeper and deeper into his mind. All attempts to reach for any Ether that he desired were abandoned, and in a chorus of rage filled yells Helbram kept striking the rock. He saw nothing but his target, felt nothing aside from the increasingly pathetic desire for the stone to yield to his attacks, a desperate attempt to run from a truth that clawed at his back.
The sword was nothing more than twisted metal when the light of the sun had faded, leaving only the pale light of a new moon sky to illuminate his surroundings. He rested his head against the rock, beating it with his bloodied fist. He eventually stopped, letting his hand rest against the stone, shivering from the cold that started to chill the sweat on his skin.
He grit his teeth and stood up, hefting the warped sword into the air with a final cry before bringing it down.
Only for his hands to be stopped as his father caught them.
“Helbram stop!”
But he didn’t, he fought his father’s grip as hard as he could, but it was to no avail. The sword was pulled from his hands with ease and thrown to the side, and when Helbram still made to break from the hold his father grabbed his arms and pinned them at his sides. In his tired state, Helbram could not fight it, and was only able to shake in place.
“Deep breaths son,” his father said, “you need to center yourself.”
“What good does that do?!” Helbram yelled. He fell to his knees, his vision blurring as he felt tears start to pool in his eyes, “What good does any of this do?”
His father looked at him with sad eyes, “Helbram, I -”
“I have tried, and tried, and tried,” Helbram said in a trembling voice, “but still it meant nothing in the end. When the time came to prove myself, it was all for naught. Still was I lacking, still I remain lacking, and no matter what I do it does not matter,” he looked down at his bloodied hands, clenching them until the sting of his torn flesh dulled the aching in his heart, “It will never matter, and try as I might to run from this truth, there is no escaping it. It is hopeless.”
The grip around his arms tightened, “It is not hopeless.”
Helbram looked up, meeting his father’s eyes and seeing the steel behind them.
“It was not for naught,” he said, “your efforts will be recognized, this I swear.”
Helbram’s vision went white, and when it returned, he was back in the void, the Sword still standing in front of him wearing the guise of the hero.
He rubbed his brow, “If you mean to convince me with visions of the past, then that was a poor choice.”
The Sword shook his head, “No, I was merely showing you the source of my understanding. Years of effort, bearing no fruit, no results. While I cannot fathom the frustration that may cause, I know that such things are not easy to deal with.”
Helbram sighed, “Do you now? I suppose that you know what happened after that little embarrassment?” He looked at the Sword, a sad smile pulling at his lips, “My father set out, seeking items, elixirs that could cure my condition. For months at a time would he disappear, marked by new scars, new wounds that told me the danger that he exposed himself to, all for my sake, all while I sat still. Time warped, with days feeling like months and months feeling like days, taking any possible cure from my father, feeling just a small spark of hope when it looked like things could be different,” he snorted, “a habit that I have been unable to shake.”
His jaw clenched, “I grew to hate it. Despite my father’s intentions I could only get angrier with each new failure. I would lash out, curse him for giving me hope only to sink back into despair once more. Yet still he left, still he would try.”
He closed his eyes as his vision blurred.
“One day, when he returned, he collapsed before he could even get through the door. Poison was in his veins, its effects slowed enough by the Ether he possessed to allow him to make his way back home,” he let go of a breathe that he wasn’t aware that he held, “With the aid of my grandfather, he recovered, but it took weeks, and each night the poison would wrack through his body.”
He clenched his fists, “I can still hear his screams, his cries as he felt pains I cannot even begin to fathom. All because his son wanted to be stronger, all because of me.”
Helbram took in a deep breath and sighed, “And so I would relieve my father of that burden. When I confirmed that the worst had passed and that he was on the mend, I left. I would not have my father suffer for my own deficiencies. If I was going to chase a dream that would never come true, then I should be the one to bear all its consequences.”
He looked back at the Sword, “So yes, it had been hard to deal with such frustrations, but for some reason that escapes me, I cannot help but continue on this fruitless endeavor.”
The Sword stepped towards him, “Your efforts have not been wasted.”
Helbram frowned at him, but let the Sword continue.
“It is true, the power that is within you is stagnant, unable to be wielded by yourself,” he explained, “but, that does not mean it has not grown.”
Helbram looked at him with questioning eyes, “Explain.”
“Refer to what I have said before, that you possess the greatest potential of all those I have seen. The power that you have trained, nurtured despite your limitations is merely dormant, waiting for a catalyst to awaken. Fifteen years of effort, your efforts, your father’s efforts, they have not been in vain.”
Before Helbram could object, the Sword grabbed his arm.
Fire lanced through his body, a burning sensation that, for a moment, was intense enough that he felt a chill over his skin for a brief moment. The sensation faded and his body felt… light, almost weightless as gooseflesh trailed down his arms. He felt more… aware of his body. The Sword’s chosen form looked more defined in his eyes, the silver glow in his eyes focused into streaks of silver that danced along his irises, the runes along his armor easier to read, though he still did not know what they meant.
More than that was the awareness of the power that suffused through him. It pulsed with each beat of his heart, a rush of strength that made him tremble the more that he felt it. A sword had appeared in his hands, brimming with a soft blue light that suffused the entire length of the blade. It was Ether… his Ether.
“This is no falsehood,” the Sword said, “this is but a spark of the power that lies within you, the result of your training, your father’s aid, just waiting to be awakened,” he placed his other hand on Helbram’s shoulder, “This is why I say that you possess the most potential, for it is the truth. You just need something to awaken it,” his voice grew soft, “I can be the one to do so.”
Helbram could not look up, the sensation of the power that ran through him entrancing his every sense. He felt his vision blur, but only slightly as he could see through the tears more clearly.
It was there, it was really there.
“Take hold, Helbram,” The Sword said, “Pull me from the tree and awaken the power that lies within, the power that you deserve, that you have earned.”
With those words, the void disappeared, leaving Helbram in front of the tree once again, his hand still on the handle of the Sword. Gone was the sensation of power that ran through him, leaving only a phantom of its traces, a sense of longing left in its wake.
He stared at the blade, its silver glint dull in comparison to the brilliance that was held in the Sword’s previous guise. He felt his hands tremble, the memory of that power fresh in his mind. His grip around the handle tightened, and he could feel the muscles in his arm tense up unconsciously.
It was right there, the key that would awaken his strength.
Fifteen years of effort, all waiting to be stirred from a long slumber.
His arm flexed, he felt the blade start to slide.
The air around him trembled as a wave of emotion washed over him. Sadness, confusion… rage that threatened to pull the very breath from his lungs. He knew this sensation, knew its source.
And it was only confirmed as a roar ripped through the air.
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Author's Note: We finally have the Sword and Helbram actually talk! This arc is all about delving into parts of Helbram's mind and I think this was a good way to expose such things about the character. Its a bit shorter, but I didn't want to include anything here that would take away from what the chapter was focusing on. Let me know how I did!
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2023.06.04 17:20 SpottyMark5 10 reasons why Lana is the best character

1) Lana's Fearlessness: Lana is not afraid to get her hands dirty and dive into any messy or adventurous situation. Her fearlessness is admirable, as she tackles challenges head-on without hesitation.
2) Her Love for Animals: Lana's passion for animals is undeniable. She is often seen caring for and rescuing various creatures, showcasing her compassionate and nurturing nature. Her dedication to the well-being of animals is truly commendable.
3) Loyal and Supportive: Lana is a fiercely loyal sister and friend. She always has her siblings' backs and is there to support them in any way she can. Her loyalty is unwavering, making her a reliable and trustworthy companion.
4) Playful and Energetic: Lana's playful and energetic spirit brings a vibrant energy to The Loud House. Her enthusiasm is infectious, and she knows how to have a good time, making her a joy to be around.
5) Unconventional Interests: Lana's unique interests, such as her obsession with dirt and mud, make her stand out among the other characters. Her quirks add depth to her personality and make her an intriguing and memorable individual.
6) Relatable Messiness: Lana's messy and carefree nature resonates with many viewers who appreciate her authenticity. She isn't afraid to embrace her untidiness and imperfections, which can be relatable and endearing.
7) Resourceful Problem Solver: Lana's resourcefulness shines through in challenging situations. She often finds creative solutions to problems, using her quick thinking and ingenuity. Her problem-solving skills are an asset to the Loud family.
8) Sibling Bonding: Lana's relationships with her siblings are heartwarming to witness. Whether it's her close bond with her twin sister Lola or her playful interactions with Lincoln and the rest of the Loud siblings, Lana's presence adds depth and warmth to the family dynamic.
9) Genuine and Down-to-Earth: Lana's genuine nature is refreshing. She is unapologetically herself and doesn't put on airs or pretenses. Her down-to-earth personality makes her relatable and easy to connect with.
10) Growth and Development: Throughout the series, Lana shows growth and development as a character. She learns valuable lessons, overcomes obstacles, and matures in her own unique way.
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2023.06.04 16:59 Confident_Tangelo_17 An extract from Steppenwolf- Male voice

Hi, so if anyone is willing I’d appreciate someone reading this extract from the SteppenWolf book by Hermann Hesse. I’d Like a male voice, an introspective, exploratory voice something like Alfred Hitchcock or your own take on that kind of style:
“The world itself knows nothing of above or below. So too, to come to the point, is the Steppenwolf a fiction. When Harry feels himself to be a were-wolf, and chooses to consist of two hostile and opposed beings, he is merely availing himself of a mythological simplification. He is no were-wolf at all, and if we appeared to accept without scrutiny this lie which he invented for himself and believes in, and tried to regard him literally as a two-fold being and a Steppenwolf, and so designated him, it was merely in the hope of being more easily understood with the assistance of a delusion, which we must now endeavor to put in its true light.
The division into wolf and man, flesh and spirit, by means of which Harry tries to make his destiny more comprehensible to himself is a very great simplification. It is a forcing of the truth to suit a plausible, but erroneous, explanation of that contradiction which this man discovers in himself and which appears to himself to be the source of his by no means negligible sufferings. Harry finds in himself a human being, that is to say, a world of thoughts and feelings, of culture and tamed or sublimated nature, and besides this he finds within himself also a wolf, that is to say, a dark world of instinct, of savagery and cruelty, of unsublimated or raw nature. In spite of this apparently clear division of his being between two spheres, hostile to one another, he has known happy moments now and then when the man and the wolf for a short while were reconciled with one another. Suppose that Harry tried to ascertain in any single moment of his life, any single act, what part the man had in it and what part the wolf, he would find himself at once in a dilemma, and his whole beautiful wolf-theory would go to pieces. For there is not a single human being, not even the primitive Negro, not even the idiot, who is so conveniently simple that his being can be explained as the sum of two or three principal elements; and to explain so complex a man as Harry by the artless division into wolf and man is a hopelessly childish attempt. Harry consists of a hundred or a thousand selves, not of two.
The delusion rests simply upon a false analogy. As a body everyone is single, as a soul never.”
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2023.06.04 16:49 JoseProYT "Sorry, this may sound weird, but I forgot how to use my Quirk..."

The basis: Izuku had a Quirk and he was able to use it normally. Althought, after the attack of a villain whose Quirk makes people to forget about their own Quirk, he completely forgets how to use his Quirk and now it just randomly activates automatically.
Izuku's new goal is to recover his Quirk's control to be able to make it to UA
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2023.06.04 16:36 ltbr55 Ultimate Song Ranking Round 22 Results: TBD, Yesterday’s Poll was Corrupted by Ballot Stuffers. Round 22 Voting Open Again (Songs #34-32). Vote for your WORST/LEAST Favorite Metallica Songs to be eliminated

Round 22 Voting Link: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSdJrUqyMeiSwF_0oAowDCm4UHMLXqKuSTieX5f1QMymDw5vyg/viewform?usp=sf_link
Email Sign In now required due to Ballot Stuffers. I am not collecting your email address, just your vote.
Previous Rounds Results
(126.) Purify (125.) Invisible Kid (124.) Poor Twisted Me (123.) Shoot Me Again (122.) Slither (121.) My World (120.) Dirty Window (119.) All Within My Hands (118.) Ronnie (117.) Attitude (116.) Cure (115.) Bad Seed (114.) Murder One (113.) Am I Savage? (112.) Some Kind of Monster (111.) Where the Wild Things Are (110.) Low Man's Lyric (109.) ManUNkind (108.) Better Than You (107.) 2x4 (106.) The House Jack Built (105.) Carpe Diem Baby (104.) Sweet Amber (103.) Prince Charming (102.) Jump in the Fire (101.) Don't Tread on Me (100.) Thorn Within (99.) - Human (98.) Just a Bullet Away (97.) Wasting My Hate (96.) To Hell and Back (95.) Mama Said (94.) Here Comes Revenge (93.) Hate Train (92.) Confusion (91.) Devil’s Dance (90.) Rebel of Babylon (89.) I Disappear (88.) Lords of Summer (87.) Aint My Bitch (86.) Escape (85.) If Darkness Had a Son (84.) Metal Militia (83.) Cyanide (82.) Broken, Beat and Scarred (81.) Hero of the Day (80.) The Struggle Within (79.) Crown of Barbed Wire (78.) Sleepwalk My Life Away (77.) Of Wolf and Man (76.) The Unnamed Feeling (75.) Frantic (74.) Now That We’re Dead (73.) Fixxxer (72.) St. Anger (71.) My Apocalypse (70.) Phantom Lord (69.) Suicide and Redemption (68.) The End of the Line (67.) Screaming Suicide (66.) You Must Burn! (65.) Through the Never (64.) Dream No More (63.) Chasing Light (62.) No Remorse (61.) Motorbreath (60.) Judas Kiss (59.) Unforgiven II (58.) Too Far Gone? (57.) Holier Than Thou (56.) Lux Aeterna (55.) Unforgiven III (54.) The Memory Remains (53.) Shadows Follow (52.) Hardwired (51.) Hit the Lights (50.) Atlas, Rise (49.) Trapped Under Ice (48.) My Friend of Misery (47.) The Thing That Should Not Be (46.) Room of Mirrors (45.) Halo on Fire (44.) 72 Seasons (43.) That Was Just Your Life (42.) The God That Failed (41.) To Live is to Die (40.) No Leaf Clover (39.) Eye of the Beholder (38.) Inamorata (37.) Whiplash (36.) The Outlaw Torn (35.) Enter Sandman
Round 22 Results
Vote for the next 3 songs to be eliminated in the link above.
So, you can look at my post yesterday calling out the ballot stuffers from a couple days ago, and let’s just say it backfired on me. I had someone post well over 100 duplicate votes yesterday. Normally, I would just delete those votes and move on. Well even after deleting those, looking at the overall voting tallies, there were about 9 songs that were all within 3 votes of each other (that has never happened after 14 hours of voting) and it didn’t make sense because some of those songs weren’t even close to following the voting patterns of previous rounds. I started going through each individual vote and noticed suspicious votes on occasion, so I started deleting those votes. Well after deleting about 20 more votes, I felt like I couldn’t tell which votes were authentic and which were not. So I had to enable email sign in and start the Round 22 poll over again, so that I could accurately eliminate the next set of songs.
I wanted to wait to enable email sign in for as long as possible so that I didn’t discourage anyone from voting, but it seems someone or a select few wanted to mess with me/us.
If you are curious what I determine a “suspicious” vote to be, it’s where a particular vote is one song different from a vote that was submitted within a few minutes prior. Normally, I only have to delete maybe 2-5 of these in a given round, but this last round was so egregious that I couldn’t trust the data that was collected.
I apologize that I let this happen. I feel confident that the previous rounds were not greatly impacted by ballot stuffing and that the previous results are accurate. It’s usually only 1-3% of votes that I have to delete that are clearly duplicates/suspicious. But things clearly got out of hand yesterday. Thanks for Voting! (Honestly)
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2023.06.04 16:17 ultimateLifeform123 Write "here's my toh fanfiction:" and let autocorrect write the rest

Here's my toh fanfiction: I have been using the same old version for years and it is the same thing as a good old old old man who has never been able to be in my office and I have no doubt about that one but it would have to do it with a little bit more than the one that I am working with in this email so that you may be aware that the problem with this email has not changed since you are not in contact at all times
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2023.06.04 16:14 MrOreoMan101 Non-human Izuku fics

Basically what the title says. Where Izuku isn’t born a human or has a quirk that transformed him.
Read three fics like this. One where he is a eldrich tentacle monster in human skin, one where he is a terminator in disguise, and one where he is a Ork from warhammer 40k.
Any fics like this?
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2023.06.04 16:03 soultks What a disappointment the nerf to the druid is by far the worst class

Do the developers take a serious look at the state of the game and fix things? Or do they just watch a YouTube video and start nerfing? I went for the latter, it’s not possible that I have no idea of the druid’s status and nerf it. Heck man how do I explain druid is terrible early game how do I explain druid is terrible mid game and how do I explain druid isn’t a good class until you have legendaries and that doesn’t happen until you get in in world 3 and if you’re lucky otherwise still a mediocre class. the druid doesn’t have any viable builds that can be played other than Pulverize, the druid is by far the worst clean and damage class, most classes take 10 min to clear the entire dungeon in t3 and the druid in 30 min. I don’t understand why the manager doesn’t know that the druid is the slowest, he has no mobility, the wolf class still has a long way to go to be something that can be played and enjoyed, druids are not interested in the lightning launcher class, yes If so, I would play a wizard who is a thousand times more powerful than the druid in terms of magic and 5 times faster in mobility. 20 hours wasted by the bugs of a guy who doesn’t see game state and nerfs classes through a YouTube video he saw somewhere. disappointed and very angry. If you plan to do nerfs see the state of the class first, the barbarian totally justified. but the druid has absolutely no viable build, the only one that can be played at the moment is Pulverize,
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2023.06.04 15:58 JPDG Empty Mirrors: How to Craft Your Narrative

Empty Mirrors: How to Craft Your Narrative
Introduction On our roleplay server, characters are free to craft a storyline for their vampire. I wanted to make a post regarding different ways players go about creating such a story. Of course, there is no one way to create a narrative for your vampire, but here are a few ways I’ve seen players roleplay on our Discord and in-game.
Although not my forte, some players enjoy journaling out their character’s stories. They take what they did in-game and put it to paper, so to speak. An example would be journaling how their character awoke, fought through some slothful undead, and fought a large wolf to drink its blood.
The main challenge with journaling is that a player can easily zip through many bosses or stages of the game in a matter of hours. It can be difficult to keep up with a narrative journal in V-Rising, as progression is so fast. Also, this can be rather boring (as every vampire will fight bosses and progress). Regardless, some players enjoy this narrative style. It’s not a bad place to start if someone is new to roleplaying online.
A necromancer helps divine the location of a lost vampire.
Recreating In-Game Roleplay
Another common way people craft a narrative is to write out the roleplay they experienced in-game. Let’s say your character meets up with another and they dialog for about fifteen minutes. Some players like to take inspiration from that encounter and recreate it. Of course, not all of the conversation can be captured and much of the interaction may need alteration.
The primary difficulty here is that it can be challenging to capture every relevant encounter. I’ve had a few roleplay encounters last more than an hour. Remembering and dictating everything is a massive headache. The other challenge here is that recreating scenes can be rather tedious. Why? Well, a player has already done the roleplay. As someone who writes often, it is an absolute pain to write something twice.
Inviting Others to Your Unique Goal
This is my preferred way to craft a character storyline. It requires that a character has an authentic goal. Something distinct. Something more than just building a castle and gaining power. Perhaps your vampire is having disturbing nightmares. Or she’s looking for a long-forgotten tome. Perhaps he’s had a lover captured by the Church of Luminance or wants to learn more about the twisted knowledge of the Trancendum.
Here I am going to give you an example of what this could look like in game, along with some narrative advantages of this particular style.
Amycus is a recently awakened vampire. He dabbled in necromancy but was put to death by the Church of Luminance. The Dark Powers saw it fit to reawaken him as a vampire. His goal is to find an ancient curse to hex the leaders of the church, but does not know where to start. At the same time, he has heard shrill whispers in his ears. Some are indistinguishable. Other times, he hears voices about a debt being owed for his gifted, undead life.
Godwin shares with Hilda a possible contact that may help her reach her goal.
Here are some advantages to his type of narrative creation:
  1. You invite others into your story: Good narratives welcome others. If done well, you can actually create a narrative “need” that encourages your character to reach out to others for help. In our example, Amycus needs to find other vampires to help him in his quest to find an ancient curse.
  2. It is not dependent on boss or game progression: This is huge, as the content in V-Rising can easily be completed in a few days if someone has the time to do so. Your narrative isn’t dependent on how fast or slow you progress in the game. Here, Amycus’ story can unfold at whatever pace he desires, regardless of his advancement.
  3. Roleplay can be both in Discord and in-game: With a unique goal, roleplay can be in-game or on a platform such as Discord. Others can join on their time and schedule. Perhaps Amycus sends out messages to his fellow vampires asking about the strange whispers that he hears. The post is put up in Discord, and other players can respond in character at their leisure.
  4. Your story can intertwine with others: The beautiful thing about story progression is that it can develop upon meeting other players. For Amycus, perhaps he meets another vampire who was previously an exorcist for the Church of Luminance before being turned. We’ll call her Rose. Rose actually has insight into what the voices could be and how to silence them. This portion of Amycus’ storyline can take a bit of a twist and go in another direction.
Conclusion With all of that in mind, there is no one way to craft a narrative. However, I’ve found the latter to be the most flexible and enjoyable. Best of luck with any roleplay you’re participating in. Of course, you are more than welcome to check out Empty Mirrors. We love it when new players stop by and say hello.
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2023.06.04 15:47 CannaTFF Please can people stop complaining about their loved ones (like look at what my fiancé is doing) and if you do it do it in a joking way or a loving way like oh my loved one has this werid quirk if you genuinely don’t like what their doing confront them or talk to them about it

Please can people stop complaining about their loved ones (like “eh look at what my fiancé is doing it’s so anoying”) and if you do it do it in a joking way or a loving way like oh my loved one has this werid quirk if you genuinely don’t like what their doing confront them or talk to them about it instead of posting it on the internet please
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