korok132

What was supposed to be just an edit: I just realized that the easiest way to summarize Sweet Scent is to point at Inara from Firefly, minus the "adult" side of what she does. (If you haven't seen Firefly, shame on you I'm not explaining nothing)

A wizard Medic is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to. Anyway onward to the character. Roleplay Type: Mane vs Machine Name:Sweet Scent Sex: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Coat: A soft pink, only barely darker than white. Mane/Tail: Her mane is done up in a loose bun behind her head. Her tail is well kept, coming just short of the ground. Both are a light teal colour. Physique: Very petite, only a head taller than a filly. Occupation/Class: Once a spa pony, now a Medic. Cutie Mark:A blue six-petal flower Hat: Summer Hat painted Ye Olde Rustic Colour Loadout: Overdose, Quick-Fix, Bonesaw History: Sweet Scent always loved the spa. The smells, the massages, the atmosphere, everything made Sweet Scent happy about it. It was the perfect place to relax and calm down, even if there’s nothing to calm down about. After her first day at the spa with her mother, she decided then she wanted to learn how to make other ponies feel better. Although she isn’t the greatest at massages, she had a knack for picking out the right combination of scents to compliment the job she was doing, which earned her flower cutie mark, often picking flowers not only for their scent, but for their colours too. With the war between RED and BLU raging, she was often hired by both sides to give private treatments to the mercenaries. Although she didn’t exactly support the war, she didn’t see any harm in making ponies feel good before they threw themselves into the fray. Her support changed, however, when both heads of RED and BLU were murdered and a robot assault on Mane Co was launched. A call was set out for anyone ever employed by RED or BLU to take up arms and help protect Mane Co from the horde. Although she couldn’t stay off the front lines and provide “moral support”, she likes to pretend that being a Medic and healing ponies with the Medi-Gun isn’t unlike giving them a massage. Character Summary: Sweet Scent tries to act like the team mum, keeping the team’s spirits up and their bodies in fighting condition. On the field, she often carries some flowers in a small satchel to calm the team and keep them focused. Off the field, she is not opposed to giving them a pseudo-spa treatment if she feels they need it, and tries hard to keep the team feeling good. Notes on equipment: I am well aware the Quick Fix is probably the worst choice of Medi-Gun for MvM, but my reasoning is thus for choosing it: 1: I like the Quick Fix. Come at me bro. 2: The Quick Fix is really good for healing EVERYONE as fast as possible. That's kinda Sweet Scent's ideology. 3: It's an RP, not an actual game. Chill out.

A Team Fortress 2 crossover RP? And of Mann VS Machine mode, no less!? Count me the heck in! Should I put my character app here or in the official app thread? I feel like it's a bit silly to have the mods deal with a one-shot character.

That reminds me of stuff me and a my friends would do during lunch periods when we got bored. Those were good times. Depending on how ridiculous we decide to go with it, it might prove interesting. Of course, our "ridiculous" mostly involved a lot of in-jokes, references to other stuff, and really crude humor (see: A mentally damaged dwarf getting high off of cactus juice, losing all his clothes (he may not have even started with them), finding more cactus juice, getting more high, and finding even more cactus juice) Still, if this becomes a thing that happens, I'm game.

This is now a Spiderman thread.

Sorryyyyyy I'm just not used to this!

BTW, in case I'm really bad at this and it isn't clear, the building with the gun on the door is a weapons/ammo shop, the bag is a general store (food, clothes, etc.) and the Lodge is the inn. And now I expect everyone to be like "Dude, we're not that dumb, we could figure it out!" And I'll be like "Sorryyyyyy I'm just not used to this!"

Medic is my waifu downright favorite class to play as in TF2. Also, invisible folders.

Yeah, sorry about not posting for over a week. That was entirely my fault. As for the little conversation lists, if you wanted to talk about that stuff during the travel, PM each other and let everyone else know in the OOC that your characters talked. Otherwise, I'm assuming that everyone still knows little about each other besides "They're not going to stab me in the back in my sleep."

I'm honestly surprised no one has said this one yet. Probably my absolute favorite game music ever. Although this one comes in a very close second:

Due to unforseen circumstances, I lied. I'll be posting the "party travel" tomorrow. Probably. Also, I kinda want to wait for Total and Imagination to post their "travel list."

Okay, so, since everyone's in on working together, I'm going to post a "party travels to next town, here's what the town looks like" post tomorrow, December 4th, unless there's someone who REALLY wants to RP the walk there. Assuming that no one wants to RP the walk, if there's something you want your characters to talk about, feel free to post something like: 1: What they would be willing to talk about 2: What they wouldn't talk about/give a straight answer to 3: Who they'd talk with 4: What they would want to ask another member of the group/the group as a whole 1: Brute would talk about: Her missing wing Her past Raiders Fighting and everything related The magic of the North 2: Brute wouldn't talk about: Anything requiring higher than a second-grade education 3: Brute would talk to freely: Anyone in the group 4: Brute wants to ask about: Nothing.

In case anyone is wondering, I always imagine Brute speaking in a moderately feminine Heavy voice. And it's kinda funny to me. As well as I take grammar lessons from Heavy so I can write Brute's dialogue how I want it.

So, I forget where I saw this, but basically, if the Mayans are correct, the world ends 12/21/12, their calendar is different than the one we use. If we translate their calendar's date to ours, December 21st, 2012 has already passed. Although, like I said, the source is debatable, so I'm not sure if that's true or not, but whether it is or isn't, I fully doubt anything is going to happen.

I think the easiest thing would be for Snowshoe/Slip Gun to exist during Little Pip's adventures, since everyone else does, specifically Arik. Even though they're supposed to exist beforehand, Snow and Slip's backstories are basic enough that they could slide around the timeline without too much difference to their characters. That also applies to everyone else, honestly. Brute could exist just about anywhere on the timeline with little impact on her backstory. Arik, however, seems pretty set in stone when he's supposed to be around, considering he ties pretty closely to the main story. So unless it is ABSOLUTELY IMPERATIVE that Snow and Slip happened before Pip, this is the best I've got.

I had a SNES and N64 for a while, as well as a PSone, but unfortunately it was at an age where I couldn't really appreciate the games I was playing. For example: I had Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. Little did I know that it would go on to be considered the golden standard for future Zelda games, yet whenever I played it I would start the game completely over, enter the Great Deku Tree, get the Slingshot, then... stop. The next time I would boot it up, delete my old save, play up to the Slingshot again, stop, and restart. Of course, later (see: earlier this year) I finally sat down and played the entire game through, as well as other old classics (Super Mario World, Donkey Kong Country 1-3, Ocarina of Time, Majora's Mask, etc), but unfortunately not on their original consoles. I am not ashamed to say that I "cheated" and used emulators to play these games, but I will say it was **** worth it. Although I do have a bit of a preference for newer games, I can't deny the fact that the old school is what got me to keep at it to this very day.

So I've been lurking a bit here, looking to see if this would be something I'm interested in. ... I'm interested. Is it too late for me to join yet? If yes, too late: okayface.jpg If no, not too late: My skype is korok132. The profile pic's the same as this one, so it shouldn't be too hard to find me.

That first paragraph. Right there sounds like a summary straight off of FimFic, minus a cliffhanger/hook-line like "How will Cadabra cope with this?" Unless you were planning on the aftereffects being an RP, but even then it sounds like it's really focused around Cadabra, and would probably be better set as a fanfic than an RP. If you really want to get people involved, you could always ask around and be like "Hey, can I use your character as a cameo in this fic I'm writing?" or something. Without more details of what you plan on doing if you were to make this an RP, then it sounds like fanfic material to me. Hope I could help.

DoitdoitdoitdoitdoitdoitDOIT!

Short post is short. Then again, there really isn't much for Brute to do besides sit and wait for Snowshoe and Grid to either kill each other or walk away.

MFW I think my stuff is bad, but both people like what I wrote for them.

Spoiler'd because freaking huge.

... Huh. Okay then. Well, I'll just leave that there then. ... and now I play the waiting game.

Note to self: Don't write stuff at 1 AM. It's not going to be pretty. Time end: 2:07 AM ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A thick fog shrouded the lone building on a hill, the Silent Hill Hospital. The building was completely abandoned, complete with rusted bed-frames missing mattresses, most of the actual medical equipment either in disrepair or missing entirely, and the wooden floors and ceiling starting to rot and creak. The wind buffeted the building, as a storm was approaching All of this was completely lost on Sonic, as he paced back and forth in a small room, growling in frustration. Meanwhile, his friend, Tails, was shaking with fright, thoroughly convinced the building was haunted. “M-maybe we should get out of here Sonic,” Tails stammered for the hundredth time to the blue hedgehog. “Not until we can get the entire script of ‘Speed Racer: The Legend of the Mach 5’ from memory.” Sonic held the script up to look at it again. “Even if I am faster than this guy, we gotta do this,” Sonic looked up at Tails. “Wait, why are we going this again?” “YOU said we’re here because of a ‘Make a Wish’ for a kid that’s supposed to be sick here!” Tails flailed his arms in the air. “BUT THIS BUILDING IS COMPLETELY ABANDONDED AND HAS BEEN FOR A WHILE WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE BECAUSE THERE’S A GHOST!” Sonic was knocked off balance by the sheer force of Tails’ yelling. Sonic regained his balance, folded his arms, and closed his eyes. “Cool it, man. We’ll be fine. Besides: I’ve got a plan.” Sonic opened his eyes and looked at the script. He frowned as he shrugged. “Eh, close enough. Not like anyone’s gonna know if I miss a word or two.” He mumbled to himself. “Sorry, you were saying something Tails?” Tails threw his hands in the air as he let out one last “Argh!” before folding his arms, pouting. Clearly, nothing was going to dissuade Sonic from going through with this, but why he had no idea. “What. A plan. No way,” he deadpanned. Might as well roll with it, the faster they got done, the faster they could get out of here. Sonic was having none of that, however. “Come on man, put some feeling into it!” He folded his arms again as he closed his eyes, trying to look cool. “Cool it, man. We’ll make it. Besides: I’ve got a plan.” He opened his eyes as he finished, looking at Tails “forcefully.” His eyes went wide with “shock” as he “recoiled in surprise.” “What? A plan!? No way!” he said with little enthusiasm. He could have sworn this script was originally in some other language, and the translator just did a horrible job translating. The script was full of lines like the ones he just recited that were full of errors and weird syntax. Tails’s bare-minimum acting seemed to satisfy Sonic, at least until the end of Act 1 in the script. “Doing great buddy. Let’s say we take a break, maybe get a bite to eat.” Sonic looked around, “Now that I think about it, I thought we were promised a free lunch today, brought to us.” He began to tap his foot as he continued to wait. “I could have sworn it’s close to lunchtime now.” Tails very much wanted to blow up at Sonic, scream and shake him until he saw the hospital for what it was; a deserted building on a hill that was probably haunted. He made a strangling gesture at the hedgehog before sighing and slumping over. He wasn’t going to leave Sonic alone in here, but he wasn’t going to be able to make Sonic leave either. Giving up on waiting for lunch, Sonic pressed onward with the “play,” Tails once again giving bare-minimum emotional response while Sonic acted out his part with full gusto. The “rehearsals” went well after dinner time and into night. “Well, we got most of it down. At least up until the last Act, near where they’re at the last stretch of the race, but I think we can call it for today.” Tails sighed with relief as Sonic began to walk towards the door. “It’s still weird though. Why didn’t anyone else come in today? I thought there was supposed to be more people than just us.” Sonic opened the door and looked into the halls. “Not only that, but how come we haven’t heard anyone say anything about where we’re staying, much less what we’re gonna do for dinner.” Tails began to suspect Sonic had completely lost it. That he made the “Make a Wish” thing up, that he wrote the script himself, and that he had gone completely crazy, dragging Tails into his twisted little view of the world. “Hey Tails, got any idea where we’re supposed to be staying? It’s pretty dark outside; we should probably hit the sack.” Sonic had walked into the halls ahead of Tails, leaving him alone in the room they were practicing in. He had only taken a few steps before an otherworldly groan came from the walls. Tails panicked as he began to look around the room. Sonic apparently hadn’t heard it, or simply didn’t care, as he continued his trek down the halls. “You comin’ Tails?” Y-yeah, right behind you.” Tails backed out of the room, following Sonic down the halls. There were no lights on in the halls, making it difficult to see. There was a window at the end of the hall, through which a small amount of light could be seen from the street-lights outside. Tails tried to remain calm, especially as the walls creaked and groaned as the storm was now in full effect, winds blowing wildly. Lightning pierced the skies, followed immediately by a loud roar of thunder as a ghost appeared before the two “actors.” Tails screamed as the ghost began to move towards them. He closed his eyes as he felt something pushing against his chest. “Tails, what’s wrong with you? Get off!” Sonic pushed against Tails again. He had jumped onto Sonic in a fit of panic, clinging to him with all his might. “It’s just curtains!” Tails opened his eyes. Indeed, where the ghost was just moment before were now curtains, blowing in the wind. He gave a nervous chuckle as he let go of Sonic. “Heh. I knew that.” Maybe he was over reacting. Sure, the place was in terrible condition, but that didn’t mean the place was haunted. “I’m just being paranoid.” “Oh, I DO simply love it when they’re easily scared,” a voiced cooed from behind the duo. Tails whipped around, coming face to face with an ethereal skull that simply smiled at him. “Boo.” That was the last straw for Tails. He screamed again, bolting down the hall at the speed of light. Sonic turned around and saw the source of Tails’ panic. A large, skeleton ghost, with some of its organs still in its ribcage, smiled madly at him. Sonic wasn’t far behind in catching up with his friend. As they rounded the corner, they came face to face with even more of the ghosts, blocking their path, all in different states of decay, holding some sort of bloody cutting tool. As the turned to run the way they came, that way was blocked by more ghosts. Caught, there was nothing they could do, except await their doom. The ghosts cackled wildly as they moved in on the two, weapons held high. Tails hit the floor as their weapons all came down simultaneously, wrapping him in some sort of sheet. Struggling, he finally unwrapped himself as his senses returned to him. Flipping the light switch, he saw he was back in his own room, bed sheets tangled on the floor, recently with him in them. He breathed a sigh of relief as he realized what he had just experienced was just a dream. After a few moments of catching his breath, he switched the lights back off as he crawled back in to bed. A distinct chuckling could he heard as the fox drifted back off to sleep. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'll take another look at this once it's not 2 AM, and I'll see if I like it. Because right now, I don't like it. I'll try again some time when I don't think writing something at 1 AM is a good idea.

Okay, so, I realized that getting the full impact of the hospital requires experiencing Silent Hill first-hand, of which would require me being able to GET Silent Hill. In the interest of getting this done, I'm replacing "that hospital from Silent Hill" with "creepy hospital." Sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted, but hopefully I can still deliver. Time start: 1:07 AM