JTeacher

Hi there, As mentioned above the EU groups may get active near your late nights. I am on from around 10pm to 3 am Tokyo time, earlier on the weekends if I'm saving money at home. Look to add U'tara Taki if you have trouble finding some people or rp around then.

I'm putting them all in one post now as someone helpful advised, to prevent forum clutter and too many on a front page. Please let the other ones fall into obscurity. Also if someone with permissions could delete the other two that would be helpful.

I'll start putting them in that one then. I am not really used to forums and had gotten to the point where I thought I could keep them organized more easily. I didn't think of forum clutter though. Thanks.

I really like how you use pictures for this.

Thank you. Updating the post to link the other ones here as I go.

Comments, questions, and general encouragement welcome. Episode 1 http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=4712 Deep in the caves near Black Bush, the world's shortest blackmage paces back and forth. A high pitched pinging sound was constantly filling his liar, distracting him from his work towards global domination. Finally, an exasperated Milton trudges up the tunnels to find the source. Turning a corner, the caster abruptly stopped, as his face hit the knee of a large, sturdy Roegadyn. "You!?! Who the Gods are you?!? What are you doing in my lair?!?" ".......I'm a miner." "I don't care how old you are! I will yell at you if I want to! Milton turned his gaze upward to see the now furrowed brow and clearly unamused face of the Roegadyn, and also the pick axe he carried. Oh right...well. No matter. I am afraid that you are trespassing in my lair. I will have to take that tool away and remove you. "I reckon these caves been here a long time. I didn't think they belonged to anyone." The miner's voice was deep and calm, but to Milton, it also sounded non-compliant. "It doesn't matter how long they have been here! I pay rent to the railway! So are you going to give me that pick or am I going to have to take it from you?" "Sorry little one, but I don't reckon you can." Tibbleton trembled with rage. Dark energies started to swirl around him and a mad tirade began. It slowly built up into a fevered pitch. "Little one! Little one!?! How dare you! I am a Blackmage you simple headed miner!" "I summon fire from the very air! I make lightning crackle from my very fingertips! The water in your body could freeze from my very touch!" "Every morning I wake up and I stare at the Abyss until the Abyss flinches and looks away! I am a god among spell casters!" "And if I tell you I am going to take your silly hand tool from you, then I ask you miner! JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!?!" Milton suddenly fell dead silent as the Roegadyn moved his right arm, to lift the tool he held high up into the air and out of the Lalafell's reach. ".......Just that, I reckon." ".....Touche."

Thank you all for responding. It really helps a lot.

Link to Episode One http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=4712 Misadventures of Milton Episode 2: Parenting is Hard! Deep in the caves near Black Bush, the world's shortest Lalafell stands over a group of tiny, heavily bundled, creatures. The newly created beings, about a forth the size of Milton himself, looked to be nothing but hooded robes with white orbs glowing out where their eyes should be. Milton giggled and rubbed his hands together, his gazed fixed on his creations. "And they said I couldn't make friends! Mwhahahahaha! Greetings Minilas. I am your overlord Milton Tibbleton, and your probably wondering why I summoned you here today, from the abyss. Well, today is the greatest day of you lives. Not just because it is the only day you've been alive so far, but also because you are going to help me in...." Milton frowned a bit as one of the creatures got up and promptly started walking into a cave wall, falling down only to get back up and trot into it again. "Number 4.....That is a wall....It generally impedes movement, at least until you've grown a bit stronger. Maybe you should sit back down it the oth..." The Black Mage rubbed a thumb and forefinger along his temples as he looked back to where the rest of the group was, only to see another set of the creatures ramming themselves into things as well. This time into each other. "Are you two trying to fornicate! Nice try but I made you all males. I will not have you quickly reproducing in an effort to mass produce and turn on me!" A deep, tired sigh escaped Milton's breath as the two figures stopped banging into each other and instead just held hands, turning to blink their white orbs at him. "I...well.....I guess that's fine. But no holding hands in public! There is no looking cute in H.E.L.! The Lalafel's nose started twitching as smoke started to fill the room. After a moment he realized the last creation was missing. "Maybe I should just try and make some friends the hard way. Wait a minute! Where is Number Three!?! Why is my lab on fire?!?....That's promising, at least...I guess." "S.S Swivels! Don't just hover there in a corner! Help me get some water buckets! Paku! You are in charge!" With this Milton charged off. To save his lab. Defiantly not to save his newly created Minila, because that would not be evil.

Character Name: Milton Tibbleton (Balmung) Character Gender: Male Dunesfolk or Plainsfolk: Plainsfolk Time Zone: Tokyo Time. What Rp are you seeking? I like light-hearted rp with Milton. Generally patient people who don't take characters at face value.

Deep in the heart of the caves near Black Bush, The world's shortest Lalafell begins his plans for world domination. Thunder and rain crash against the rocks outside as he cackles, banging his fist on a long wooden table. "Mahahahahahaha! Greetings and welcome to the Hydaelyn Evildoers League! My name is Milton Tibbleton: The Destroyer, and I am now your supreme overlord! Since this is our first meeting I thought we would start brainstorming ideas about how to expand our dark influence. Paku! You will take notes." Milton looks across the table to see a baby behemoth chewing on some pieces of papers. "Paku! What are you doing?!? You just ate! Where is the pen!?! You know what, never mind. I don't want to know." "S.S Swivels what do you have to add!" The Lalafell looks across from the behemoth to see a miniature airship replica hovering in the air above a seat. Only the soft sound of swirling blades emanates from it. "I did not ask your opinions on the current state of my mental health! I want to know what were going to do to expan...." The blades continue to emanate the soft swirling. "That's not very nice!" Soft swirling. "Why must you be so rebellious Swivels!?!" Milton puts a hand to his forehead to try to fight back the incoming headache. "Maybe we should get some more recruitment done, then plan from there." Misadventures of Milton Episode 2: Parenting is Hard! Deep in the caves near Black Bush, the world's shortest Lalafell stands over a group of tiny, heavily bundled, creatures. The newly created beings, about a forth the size of Milton himself, looked to be nothing but hooded robes with white orbs glowing out where their eyes should be. Milton giggled and rubbed his hands together, his gazed fixed on his creations. "And they said I couldn't make friends! Mwhahahahaha! Greetings Mini-las. I am your overlord Milton Tibbleton, and your probably wondering why I summoned you here today, from the abyss. Well, today is the greatest day of you lives. Not just because it is the only day you've been alive so far, but also because you are going to help me in...." Milton frowned a bit as one of the creatures got up and promptly started walking into a cave wall, falling down only to get back up and trot into it again. "Number 4.....That is a wall....It generally impedes movement, at least until you've grown a bit stronger. Maybe you should sit back down it the oth..." The Black Mage rubbed a thumb and forefinger along his temples as he looked back to where the rest of the group was, only to see another set of the creatures ramming themselves into things as well. This time into each other. "Are you two trying to fornicate! Nice try but I made you all males. I will not have you quickly reproducing in an effort to mass produce and turn on me!" A long, tired sigh escaped Milton's breath as the two figures stopped banging into each other and instead just held hands, turning to blink their white orbs at him. "I...well.....I guess that's fine. But no holding hands in public! There is no looking cute in H.E.L.! The Lalafel's nose started twitching as smoke started to fill the room. After a moment he realized the last creation was missing. "Maybe I should just try and make some friends the hard way. Wait a minute! Where is Number Three!?! Why is my lab on fire?!?....That's promising, at least...I guess." "S.S Swivels! Don't just hover there in a corner! Help me get some water buckets! Paku! You are in charge!" With this Milton charged off. To save his lab. Defiantly not to save his newly created Mini-la, because that would not be evil. Misadventures of Milton Ep3: Unaccompanied Miner Deep in the caves near Black Bush, the world's shortest blackmage paces back and forth. A high pitched pinging sound was constantly filling his liar, distracting him from his work towards global domination. Finally, an exasperated Milton trudges up the tunnels to find the source. Turning a corner, the caster abruptly stopped, as his face hit the knee of a large, sturdy Roegadyn. "You!?! Who the Gods are you?!? What are you doing in my lair?!?" ".......I'm a miner." "I don't care how old you are! I will yell at you if I want to! Milton turned his gaze upward to see the now furrowed brow and clearly unamused face of the Roegadyn, and also the pick axe he carried. Oh right...well. No matter. I am afraid that you are trespassing in my lair. I will have to take that tool away and remove you. "I reckon these caves been here a long time. I didn't think they belonged to anyone." The miner's voice was deep and calm, but to Milton, it also sounded non-compliant. "It doesn't matter how long they have been here! I pay rent to the railway! So are you going to give me that pick or am I going to have to take it from you?" "Sorry little one, but I don't reckon you can." Tibbleton trembled with rage. Dark energies started to swirl around him and a mad tirade began. It slowly built up into a fevered pitch. "Little one! Little one!?! How dare you! I am a Blackmage you simple headed miner!" "I summon fire from the very air! I make lightning crackle from my very fingertips! The water in your body could freeze from my very touch!" "Every morning I wake up and I stare at the Abyss until the Abyss flinches and looks away! I am a god among spell casters!" "And if I tell you I am going to take your silly hand tool from you, then I ask you miner! JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!?!" Milton suddenly fell dead silent as the Roegadyn moved his right arm, to lift the tool he held high up into the air and out of the Lalafell's reach. ".......Just that, I reckon." ".....Touche." Misadventures of Milton Ep 4: U'tara Strikes! Deep in the wastelands near Ul'dar, the world's tiniest evildoer makes his way past Cactaur Canyon on route to the city market. As he carefully guides himself along the rim of the a deep chasm, he comes across a small Miqo'te. His jaw drops when his gaze moves upwards to see she is carrying a giant tortoise over her head with both hands. The creature was wiggling its legs while upside down and had a very perturbed expression on its face. "I...I don't even. How are you doing that?!? What in the God's are you!?!" "U'tara!" "What is that?! A name?!? I mean how are you able to carry so much weight?!? Are you a warrior?!? I mean still! What are people feeding you!?" "Waaaaaa?" The Miqo just stood there, tiling her head and staring at the tiny caster. As the conversation got more complex, her eyes would start darting around to look at something else. All the while the irate tortoise continued its futile struggling in her uplifted hands. "Your not very bright are you?" "U'tara like dark colors, better for hunting." "....nevermind." "Wait a minute. This is every evil mastermind dream! A barely mentaly functioning minion with massive strength to be released wherever I point, like some sort of super weapon!" "Waaaaaa?" "Let's try this again." "U'tara!.....Why you carry walking rock?" The Miqo's expression shined with excitement at the now functioning communication. "U'tara hunt evil cactaur down in hole. They smart. They hurt U'tara when she punch them. So U'tara throw walky rock at them!" "Well that's actually a pretty goo....Nooo! U'tara put down walking rock! Milton help you! Milton strong. Milton friend." "Milton friend?" "Yes. I am good friend!" "You help U'tara!?!" "Yes, and afterwards we can talk about employment opportunities at....hey!...Wait a minute! What...What are you doing!?! Put me down!" This is not what I meant!" U'tara suddenly tossed the tortoise over her shoulder and out of site. Then she quickly reached down and snatched up the Black Mage to replace it. Milton wiggled his arms helplessly as she reared him back and threw him into the canyon, towards an increasingly large looking green blob of Cactaurs. "Milton go help! Yay!" "Noooooooooooo!"

I may be misunderstanding the advice your are looking for, but have thought about going to one of those people you have been directly involved in, and asking for help iccly with a guildleve or maybe just ask them to show you around a town you are less knowledgeable off? I think its good to go out and do something tangible with a character, even if its not about a specific plot line. If you can get an 'outing' with them, try to ask them about themselves and listen Ask them questions about themsleves and focus more on behaving with your characters personality. React to the world around you through the eyes of your character. After a trip or two you may notice some holes in your back story or character. Maybe your character has started to form some opinions of life around him. And you may have a better feel for who your character is. You may find planning a plotline or knowing how to get around your characters social flaws easier then. TLDR? OR somehing like that?: Ask one of the people you met to help you with something (quests or locational help etc) Take your character for a couple reserved test drives, and then go back to the planning plot lines or developing your character.

Milton Tibbleton - Lalafell U'tara Taki - Miqote (Currently Illiterate. Will draw pictures though)

I would hate to start feeling the impression that people who don't go to events are simply choosing not to attend, or that its overly surprising. Time zones, real life obligations, and sony launch/server problems can all contribute to making it harder to make those very useful and probably awsome...not that I'm jealous....chances to meet some regular rpers. And it is harder for some people to find rp for those reasons as well. That being said, the link and suggestions are very helpful. I have gotten a lot of help with the EU OOC linkshell, and I am pleased with the number of events I have seen set up on Balmung. You can find info on them posted on the top left of the large featured articles image spot.

Milton Tibbleton: Size and appearance: Milton is tiny even by Lalafell standards. His look and size make it hard for him to be given the respect he 'thinks' he deserves. Megalomania: Milton claims and believes to be a much more powerful mage than he currently really is. This leads him to get into situations he cant get out of on his own. And makes him a bit overly brave when sane people would avoid conflict. Fears: overly excited children, things immune to magic, tea parties (Don't Ask) Personality: Outwardly Milton puts out a grumpy and dour appearance. He can be a bit rude and insulting so he is hard to want to get close to at first glance. Inwardly hes a bit overly ruled by guilt, which keeps him from following out with his more nefarious schemes. U'tara Taki Not too bright: U'tara struggles with memory and overly complex concepts. She has trouble with idioms and sarcasm and cannot remember numbers or lists without them being written down. She will not be solving any difficult riddles or puzzles. She gets confused and tricked easily into letting enemies escape or get by her. She generally needs to rely on other characters to direct her strength. She is currently illiterate. Naive: U'tara is not used to life outside the jungle. She can be overwhelmed easily and too trusting for help navigating city life. Personality: U'tara is feral. She is starting play after being alone in the wilderness for some time, and currently only speaks with a few words and crumpled papers with drawings on them. She completely lacks social manners. Fears: Cities, the ocean, transportation methods, cactaurs

Milton Tibbleton