OttoVann

Now compare American rebellion / revolution to things.going down in yurop, it was better here.

I see nothing wrong with this, especially for Otto IC. It makes sense, why should people run the show when they can't even dress themselves or manage to make coin from a stall. With that said, lots of Syndicate and Monetarists we can assume are born into wealth, but that money came from somewhere originally. It also doesn't maintain itself or grow by simply existing. Remove royals. I suspect the tune would be different were Otto's power base and wealth be one of the things they were gunning for. And since Otto isn't one of the Six (Four, now?) I imagine it's only a matter of time. You'd represent a threat, and it's established that those threats are being destroyed systematically. Where is tHis established

I see nothing wrong with this, especially for Otto IC. It makes sense, why should people run the show when they can't even dress themselves or manage to make coin from a stall. With that said, lots of Syndicate and Monetarists we can assume are born into wealth, but that money came from somewhere originally. It also doesn't maintain itself or grow by simply existing. Remove royals.

My only thoughts about Monetarists and Royals was that Monetarists almost looked to governance as...democratic in nature, sort of. Certainly not being lead by a royal family who inherited power and didn't at all earn it, within memory. You would think Monetarists would be happy if the royal family was nixxed and replaced with something more meaningful.

Legend says Otto is Nald'thal reincarnated.

People are going to ignore this post, so I'm going to quote it because it's spot on.

No magic powers, all the money, all the politics, Im not sure. Rate me a solid 11 on the 10 scale because reasons. I render no apologies.

I got this from a Creative Writing class I am taking at the college I work at, and figured I'd pass it along here as well. It's got interesting ways to help develop characters, and I like it. Developing Your Character 1. Write ten 'factual' statements (short hand) about your character, then ten lies: 2. Back-Story - very important Your character should have a back-story, because this can help you decide how s/he might behave in present situations. Here are some questions to answer about your character: Background: Present circumstances: Gender Age Race Marital status Social class How many (if any) children How many siblings Sexuality Parents' relationship Political views Neighborhood Appearance Health/disability Habits Religion Fears/ phobias Level of education What s/he gets upset about/dislikes in people IQ Special abilities What s/he gets excited about/admires in people 3. Give your character a few contradictory traits by creating a line of dialogue for each “One” The Benevolent One - here, have this. I don't normally give so you know it means a lot. The Thoughtful One - see, I remembered you said you liked this. The Attentive One - I want to spend quality time with you - see how I notice your presence/want to be close. The Humble One - I hear your criticism and I will take it on board. The Boastful One - look at me, I've achieved something, I want praise. The Bad-Tempered One - I haven't eaten / haven't got any money / haven't had sex. The Self-Pitying One - I wish I knew where I went wrong. Why doesn't anyone love me? 4. How would your character behave when interacting with: Mother- Boss- Friend- Neighbor- Lover- I will be providing a link here as well for this in word document form, since I don't think it will copy/paste well. https://www.dropbox.com/s/8corh71vsa3gd8p/Character%20Worksheet.docx?dl=0

AHAHAHAHA I WIN AGAIN THIS IS WHY I DONT HAVE A WIKI I knew I was making the right decision to be wiki-free.

Next to nothing.

This is true if your threat-lead is small. I've had poor taunts and had nothing special queued up ready to follow the Provoke, and it's fine because not many healers or dps are even close to the tanks. With that said, if your off-tank keeps doing a max dps rotation and you have a poor Provoke, you will lose threat to them. It's very important to have moves ready to hit as soon as you Provoke so your offtank can switch stances and dps freely and not worry about slowing down or halting dps altogether.

Nothing, but RP elitists will shit all over it. Told myself I wouldn't post here, but here goes. Blending makes better characters, in my opinion. But it has also got this stigma as of late that "a person who blends in their RP" isn't "stable" enough to separate IC from OOC. Which I do not agree with. But then it'll be argued that "blending a little it OK everyone!", but who judges that amount? There's been people who can't easily or cleanly enough seperate IC/OOC but this site, and most RP communities I've seen expand those mishaps to the whole and unanimously denounce it. If that makes sense. Where bleeding stops and ends is hard to say anyways, and I'm not even sure where that line is. I think I do a good enough job though, and my flavors of RP are most hazard prone to that sort of negative IC/OOC blend. Rambling, ignore me.

Nothing, but RP elitists will shit all over it.

The most common explanation I see in other forums whenever this is brought up is "Well, if I have to stare at an avatar's ass for 6 hours every night, I might as well make it an attractive one." I hate when people say that! I can never take it seriously, haha. Also, there are slightly more hyur than there are miqo'te according to the statistics if I recall correctly, so maybe this "there are far more miqo'te" thing is a Quicksand/RP'ing thing, though even that would be disappointing in some ways. I can't take it seriously either. However, at least in other MMOs, each race AND gender had their own casting animations for spells and abilities. I only play human, and I played a female human in WoW for all of my classes except Shaman (for race-locked reasons naturally). Human females in WoW looked cool as hell when they shot magic and lots of skills in general. Other races did too, and I could've played a male, but I liked making pretty females to go slap the shit out of Horde with all day and night. But FFXIV, with all the animations locked to be exactly the same across all genders and races? Male. Besides I get to be a womanizer in RP now, and I've been quite successful for a while doing it so I'm happy. Humans are usually considered the most generic race in MMOS, but on Balmung its the Miqo that are most generic (this isn't a negative). It's interesting being a human and being not-the-most generic.

Make a subreddit for this and its all taken care of

I got a Dreadwyrm Spear, praise Bahamut for providing my main with such tools. He also gave my primary alt Buttwings. It's been a good two weeks.

The initial surge from the high given to me by my drugs is starting to mellow a bit. I can feel all of the bruises and injuries starting to awaken with new signals to make sure I don't forget that I've been having my ass beaten for close to a bell. It's still manageable for now. Everything is manageable. It infuriates me to look at Ty as he sits here slumped over and forward with a dumb look on his face that says 'I'm fucked.' He is everything that I am not. He's fat; his work could barely be considered art, he doesn't understand the concept of self-made; he is everything wrong with Ul'Dah. It's not a surprise that I've made it big in a city like Ul'Dah. Those who do business there do it because they inherit it. They aren't artists, and they don't enjoy their work as much as they enjoy paying people minimally to make garbage to sell with their families name on it. Some even make it a point of intentionally selling garbage for the sake of it, entirely devoid of any real desire to be a success or amount to anything more than your average nobody that filters in and out of the Quicksand daily. An itch forms on my brow, and as I drag a thumb across to remove it I noticed my hand is trembling slightly. I'm on borrowed time; I'm amazed that I am still alive long enough to mete out my petty revenge against “ole Ty” here. As high as I am, it still hurts me to bend down in front of Ty, resting my hands on my thighs while getting level with his face. I'm straining to this point just to maintain a straight face and to appear I'm somehow still in one piece. His eyes tell it all. He is clueless, afraid, and has quickly come to appreciate how dire his situation is when faced with Ridley wanting to kill him. There's something about being hit so hard and so fast you wake up, confused about what happened. The top scholars and minds of Ul'dah likely could never come up with an accurate way to explain just in how much shit he is in, no matter how much time you gave them. Situations like this can lay any man low. Moving to stand beside him is excruciating, kneeling down beside him nearly kills me. It feels like glass is running through my veins, every movement becoming more painful as my initial high keeps fading. I feel tired just looking at him, normally I'm kept alive and perked when I take these drugs. The sad truth is, despite most people having a fear of crossing me, I'm not really someone who enjoys this. I'm almost compelled to kill this man out of some inane sense of duty. I can't let men enter my home, rape and murder my women, try to kill me, and leave. The insulated world of the Syndicate and other moneyed people in Ul'Dah would treat me like a leper if they ever discovered I went soft on him. With my face level with his I gesture over to Tsubasa on the floor. My voice cracks at first, wavering and making me stop to compose myself with a deep breath. “She once told me she loved me you know. I pulled her off the streets and gave her everything to succeed in this world, and you took that from me.” I can't help but to shake my head as I sigh at him. I pull a chair from my dining table, dragging it across the floor languidly, placing it in front of him as I finally fall into it to rest and catch my breath. Looking at him eye to eye like this is refreshing, letting my head have a chance to stop swimming as I slouch low and get as comfortable as you can be after being beaten to death and back. “Why would you do that Ty, take from a fellow Monetarist? Don't you understand the implications of that?” Looking up to Ridley I give the slightest nod of indication to Ty, and she dutifully whips that arm back out, helping ingrain my lesson into him. I thank the Gods daily for sending Ridley to me when I see her work like this. She holds her hand in the air for just a moment before reversing, coming down hard with another one of those backhands, giving out this little squeak of effort that causes Ty's head to jerk violently to the side as he falls limp in his chair again. He's just sitting there, suspended by his bound arms to the back of the chair, jerking slightly while unconscious again as he drools blood. His face is mottled with painful look welts, angry bruises growing larger and attaining deeper shades. Luckily she knocked him out, and I can show signs of weakness in peace as I barely manage to mutter out for her to bring me water and more of my sugar at once. I'm pitifully weak, what little life that was left in me ebbing out and I can't manage to lift my hands really right now. When Ridley brings me the glass of water, glowing faintly with a blue hue to it from an ice shard she crushed into it, I can't lift it. It takes all of what's left in me to hold the glass upright on my knee and not tremble. Ridley takes notice and wordlessly wraps her hands around mine to help lift the glass to my lips for a drink I need. She 'shhhs' me as she holds up the fresh vial to my mouth, cork off and ready to knock some for me to swallow as he uses her other arm to prop my head up. I only need just enough of a hit to get through this before I can finally succumb to my injuries, just a bit longer to handle my business. Like any other day or time, moments after swallowing the bitter sugar I start perking up, though the thousand cuts, bruises, breaks and more that I am suffering still linger in the background forming a thick noise that I have to cut through. It feels good to be alive. Under my own power, I drink the rest of the glass and drop it to the floor when it's empty as an amazing idea crosses my mind. “Ridley...give him the rest of this” as I hand her the vial of sugar. “All of it, I want him awake no matter what you do to him.”

Just adding a few more to the pile.

Post em.

Otto looks fucking amazing in a skirt. Ive posted proof before, shall I do it again?

I think one thing to consider, I just had this thought cross my mind as I was making a sandwhich. I think perhaps, what a lot of people reacted to was a sort of subliminal "This is asking for trouble" to the OPs request. People who may not be able to easily rp with other men on catgrills might not be ready for romance RP.

I romanced with males behind the screen and women, and it was all IC so who cared about their gender. In fact now that I think on it all the women who were behind the screen for my romance RP were married, like me. Im not sure why they are to be preferred a woman. They arent going to be your girlfriend through rp. However, I guess I can sort of understand not wanting to erp with a guy on his catgirl. Im as hetero as it comes, but I also dont mix ic and ooc so...

Quicksand rp up in flames. At least catbros will.wear something else finally

oops doublepost