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Maps / NEW MAP Paradox City
« on: August 07, 2015, 09:50:09 PM »
Alright. So, as I mentioned before, I had intentions of creating a cherry blossom tree filled map. Well... that didn't happen. In order to get as many trees in the map without it lagging horribly, I needed to be able to retexture. The main reason I started on the cherry blossom map first instead of the city one was because I COULDN'T retexture, I would at least might be able to pull it off and use the cherryblossom trees already in the game. They are too laggy. Ferretfoo helped me learn how to retexture objects for Last Moon and so I returned to the idea of working on the city and I've made a lot of progress. Without further ado, Paradox City.

The first and the second image show a few parts of the city. Keep in mind this is a work in progress. I have not yet added all of the trees or any grass. The most of what I have set in place is the buildings. I am planning on putting a fountain in the center of the downtown square. One fourth of the map will be open, on one side of the square. I had people requesting a city map for normal city roleplays and some for post apocalyptic roleplays. I decided to meet in the middle. The map stays permanently dark. You will just have to use your imagination. Let me know what you think. :)

Finished?: No, still a work in progress. COMPLETE!


FEATURES:
-Road, grass, and city window textures
-Buildings. You cannot enter them, but you can sit on them. Varying heights.
-Fountain. Makes water sounds and has four "seats" around it as well as the main seat/ring
-Trees. A few trees around the fountain as well as larger ones of various sizes in the entrance corner of the map. They can be sat in. One tree is made out of two trees and can also be sat on each level
-Rocks. Various sizes, can be sat on
-City skyline backdrop. I used the buildings and the terrain to create a city skyline backdrop. Walking between the terrain "fence" and the backdrop isn't intended, but you can if you want to. I've never gotten stuck back there but hey, you're the one risking it. The backdrop buildings can also be sat on.










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Leaving/Hiatus / Hiatus, FaintSilhouette
« on: June 12, 2015, 04:41:30 PM »
Most already know but I will be busy here soon. I'll be back sometime next month. Short notice, I know but this is just a heads up.

EDIT: I HAVE RETURNED

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Literature & Poetry / The Catalyst Child [Short story]
« on: March 21, 2015, 05:02:59 PM »

I got a little bored so I decided to write this and post it up here. People are more involved in the RP pertaining to these two characters are more likely to understand what's going on but anyhoo, here it is.



The Catalyst Child

"Nope! Nuh-uh! Not happening!" Isaac would  always bark cheerfully as he weaved between my legs. I could never get over how tiny he was compared to me. Barely a year separated us in age and still, my brother was scarcely bigger than a rabbit. I would walk a few steps as he weaved and wiggled, trying to throw him off course and grab him when he would not expect it. Of course, it never managed to work and before I knew it, I was on the ground tangled up in my own legs with him perched up top on stomach, merrily proclaiming how he was "king of the castle."

"Alright, alright, you win," I declared with feigned disappointment all the while trying to slide him off of my belly and into the grass.

"Lanetic. Are you going to come back?" He asked tilting his little head at me. He had been concerned about the trip I was scheduled to take into Volcanic Pass a few days later. My efforts to convince my village that going to the pass for the first orb was not a good place for me to start my journey had gone unheard.
"Of course I am. It'll only be a month or so. I'll be back. You just promise take care of mom and dad, okay?"  Isaac did not seem to care even as I plopped my paw atop his head. He wore it like a hat, peeked out with one eye open, and grinned from ear to ear.

"Okay! But you better not come back looking like one of those boiled lemmings!" He sang as he slid out from under my foot and bounded off into the trees.

"I won't!" I called back at him. He was referring to the little rodents that some of the older men liked to bring down from the mountains. Yet, as he went, I noticed something. Was he growing thinner? I knew that my recently appointed 'duty' had warranted a little extra attention from my parents but they were still feeding him, weren't they? I managed to reassure myself with the idea that he was being taken care of and that he was only thinning out of his puppy fat. "He'll be fine," I told myself. He would have been fine if only I had realized just how increasingly parasitic I had become to him since I became a 'guardian' of this little village. He would not have been the tail wagging, weakly smiling, sickly, lethargic skeleton lying in the den floor that I found when I returned from the pass.

It was hard for me to think of my trip as a success when it was the very thing that facilitated my brother's untimely demise. Had this crazed obsession of my family and village to save themselves grown so much that they just quit caring for their own children? Such behavior isn't unusual among my kind but I never imagined that it would happen on such a large scale and to my own brother, no less.

 I was distraught but I knew why it had to be this way. There was only so much food to go around and very little, if any of it, would be invested in the children. Moreover, Isaac was the push I needed to continue. I had planned to stay for at least another week after I came back from my trip. I was still very much opposed to the idea that I had to play this game of “hunt and fetch” with the orbs but after that, I quit dragging my feet. I only stuck around as long as the three days it took for Isaac to pass on. My best efforts to bring him back from the edge did no more than provide comfort in his final days. My mind was made up. In the wake of these unnatural disasters plaguing us all, I finally had my own reason to explore the causes and see to it that no one else had to suffer in this way. 

He endured neglect like many of the young born that year but this is not how I choose to remember him. He's still laughing and dancing around the forest floor, blissfully unaware of his fate, and being a far better person than I could have hoped to ever become. I still strive to be that person, the unsung and the catalyst.

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Presets & Markings / Presets of FaintSilhouette
« on: February 18, 2015, 06:46:57 PM »


May (Wingless Canine Preset)
I originally started off with a Feral-heart preset I made for May years ago. (around 2011 or so I guess). I salvaged the body texture and tail texture (I modified it to make it fit) to use in my Last Moon preset. May's preset is currently in-game.  I used sully's fur texture to give it a more realistic feel, and Shiro created some eyes several years ago that I could modify and use on May and some of my other characters.

There are numerous UV-related errors in this preset. I had not made an impressive Title preset in over three or four years and had never used the wolf head for a preset before. That said, there is a spot of underfur color between the eyes on the bridge of May's nose that should not be there. Still, for what it is worth, I like how she turned out.




Full Body


Face


Fur (Close up)


Eye (Close up)

Lanetic (Winged Canine Preset)
I recently created a preset for my second main character, Lanetic. I utilized the same eyes that Shiro made for me and recolored them to purple to match Lanetic's eye color. I used Sully's fur texture again and I also must thank Nala_91 big time for helping me fix the UV errors that occured in May's preset, in Lanetic. The spot between the eyes is no longer there on Lanetic's preset, as well as the nose, mouth, and muzzle stripes have been fixed.

Lanetic does have wings. However, she will not always have them on. I've included one screenshot of her wings. Also, unlike May, Lanetic has a harness set up to hold a sword. I was going to physically draw a sword on that preset until I remembered that you cannot do asymmetrical presets on Last Moon! That being said, I made the harness a bit larger and set it up so that when Lanetic is carrying a sword as an item, it will lay across her back on top of the harness. In the end, it all worked out.




Full body, with sword/scabbard harness


Wing


Face (Close up)


Eye (Close up)

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General / TV/Book Character Tropes
« on: January 19, 2015, 03:05:40 PM »
Someone suggested a thread be made for this. Let's face it, no character is 100% original. Even if it means digging into some obscure old story from the early 1900's, it is possible to find pieces of the same or similar ideas that someone has in their character. Just about everything has been thought about at least once before. Before anyone preaches their originality, I've met plenty of people on games like who claim to have an idea that's "never been done before" and I've seen it. Even if its not as frequently seen, it has still been done before.

That said, what TV/Book character tropes do your original characters fall into? Are they similar to anyone in present-day literature/on TV?

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Game Market / [Chaser's Blacksmith Shop Tent]
« on: November 24, 2014, 02:53:17 PM »


Currently Seeking
Easter Basket
Medals [Any type]
Harmony Necklaces
Wolfpaw Necklaces
Lionpaw Necklaces

Offering
Rune Sword x 1
Leg Dagger x 1 [Non-rainbow]
M16 X 1
Scythe x 1
Spiked Collar x 1
Bloody Spiked Collar x 1


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Literature & Poetry / After 12 AM. [Lanetic Sub-story]
« on: November 16, 2014, 11:18:44 PM »
Before anyone reads this, please understand that there are few people on this game that have the proper background to actually understand this piece. There is a lot of information missing as it assumed those specific readers already know, so if you're not one of them, its probably going to only confuse you.


In a long line of trials, there is something about the first success that can drive you to victory. It’s that first taste of freedom, of possibility, and confidence that perhaps what you intended to do wasn't so "crazy" to start with. I had made it around numerous lava fields, volcanic caves, and fumaroles and acquired the fire orb in a matter of months. Imagine my surprise when I was told that I had practically had to walk into hell itself first thing, but it made sense to go. It was the closest to home and I still had two more years before the next would be in my possession, but I had a friend who put the idea in my head that perhaps I wasn't so out of my mind for trying, for putting faith in myself as my people did.

My goal was simple, but not easily achieved; find all six orbs to be able to approach and retrieve a fragment of the solar stone, otherwise known as the Second Sun. Then, take that fragment and go about finding and destroying Xylem. At first, I felt this was something too ambitious for a mere wolf such as myself. It sounded more like an epic suited for some creature of a higher power but given that the last guardian died with the last demon, the Naraylan people ended up having to settle for me. Needless to say, I... wasn't enthusiastic about this idea and case of mistaken identity at all  However, before I back up too far, let us continue forward as this mindset I had was revoked soon after I found the fire orb. Nothing could have prepared for my next challenge... and I'll give you a hint, it had nothing to do with the orbs or Xylem.

I'm sure any of the other ladies out there will understand what a lone female wolf roaming the countryside looks like to any male out doing the same. So what was my problem? Casanovas. Casanova wolves everywhere and none as notorious as Midnight.

Midnight met me, tossing and rolling in the dirt in an effort to disguise myself. Clearly I did a piss poor job as he still managed to find me. I didn't want a mate, much less a one night stand. That's not to say there was anything inherently wrong with him being tall, dark and handsome but I’m certain by now he was more than a little confused about why I never responded to his advances.

It wasn't like we were total strangers. I remembered meeting him once or twice before, but the facts remained.  I was too busy, too naive, and a little too overwhelmed at the time. I admit it even took me a while to catch on as to why he was even there in the first place. Still, thinking about the impression I must have given him and many other packs  over in those hills both embarrasses and amuses me. I have to wonder if the same happened to Xylem before he slipped off into the Threshold realm. It must have, after all, a Naraylan wolf rarely roams except for one reason and one reason only. Perhaps I'll never know, but it’s funny to look back on.

Eventually, as I made it into the Windswept Corridor to seek out the second orb, Midnight finally got the message, but to my surprise, he didn't leave. Knowing that he would have to traverse hellish sandstorms, he still followed me. This is where I really started questioning, if only in my head, his true intentions. Why follow if there is nothing for him? Would it not be more worth his while to go chasing other girls in the late hours of the night? I never got a straight answer.

 In the darkness of a world with no sun, the desert is no more than cold. Midnight's presence made the nights a little warmer, but he had accompanied me as no more than a friend. With his guidance and knowledge of the desert, I found the Air Orb. It was the easiest of the six to obtain. As it was left mostly unguarded, we took it and went on our way into the Old Paradise to find the Lightning Orb.

When we arrived, Midnight made the comment that he "didn't understand why they called it the 'Old' Paradise." Was there a new paradise? If there was, what was wrong with the one we were in? It was muggy, but tropical and beautiful. Now when I say tropical, I use that term loosely to describe the biome I am familiar with. Your idea of what is 'tropical' is bound to be different. At its warmest, this place had the feel of a solid, Caribbean winter.

 As we delved further, we soon discovered remnants of former civilizations, both human and animal in origin, and both terribly advanced in nature.  The two of us were armed with meager means of weaponry at best. There was a sword for each of us, a metal ring on his neck to protect his throat, a spiked collar on mine. We set off into the ruins only to find that some of the machines still functioned and that the lightning orb was quite a ways off, resting in the back of an old mansion.

 I lost a lot of fur that year. Much of it fell out where I had been shocked or from stress. The mechanical 'monsters' were more trouble than the beasts of the volcano if only by virtue of us not being able to strike or bite them. I only hit one with my sword once and I learned very quickly not to do it again. I was electrocuted as a result. Our teeth and claws were just as, if not more useless for the same reasons, and so we resolved to flee from every from virtually everything as a result.

At last we made our way into an old hallway with beautiful stained glass and oriental rugs. There had been three chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. One of the three chandeliers had fallen onto the floor at the entrance of the room, so the two of us gingerly crept around it, unsure of what had brought it down. I could see the lightning orb on its pedestal just on the other side but what I didn't see was far more deadly. "Lanetic, look out!"  Midnight's usually deep voice had shifted pitches to a high, pain filled scream and I turned back to behold a metal giant. It had seized Midnight by the leg. Upside down in his metal grip, he snapped and squirmed. I watched, horrified, as he was burned and sliced from toe to nose with a laser, and dropped on top of the fallen chandelier.

In an instant, the only guide or sense of direction that I had was gone. I always pictured if something was to happen to us on this journey of ours that it would have meaning, rhyme, or reason. But no. Left with no time to grieve, I sailed across the room, using the rug to my advantage. Sliding across the slick floor, I made it halfway down the hall until a heavy weight fell upon my shoulders. While my front legs were pinned down, and my hind feet were useless at that point, I could only turn my head and look. A pair of brightening, electronic red eyes stared back at me and I shrank away into the floor. I don't really know what I was seeking at that point. A swift death? Mercy? What would a machine know of mercy? Absolutely nothing, but the weight was lifted and I was freed. It wasn't until much later on in my journey on how my freedom was gained. The robot in question was resistant to doing Xylem's bidding, and in such, he saw me as an ally.

As for why he took Midnight's life, I understand now that aside from simple desires, Midnight had originally approached me only with ill intentions. I have come to speculate that Midnight may have been acting as Xylem's brother in conflict somewhere at the beginning, and that is what led to this creature's mathematical decision to end his life. To be fair though, I cannot see a man that would put his own wellbeing in jeopardy for my own to be of evil. I knew him as a friend and I will remember him as such, even if it goes against my better judgment. There's too much laughter, too much senseless and playful banter, and too many sacrifices made that I can't allow myself to see him any other way. If he wanted to take my life, he had plenty of opportunities and some would dare to say I may have changed him. As for me, I don't think I did anything but either way, rest soundly, old friend

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So here we are, the top overused and annoying phrases found in in-game character bios.

1. "At times" "He/She gets angry at times" "He/she is very hyper at times" ...Aren't we all? Disregarding the fact that this phrasing sounds very juvenile by itself, it is overused, and it doesn't fulfill the purpose of having a character bio. You're trying to describe your character and draw a distinction in its personality when compared to others. Anything that has to be ended with "at times" probably doesn't stand out enough on its own to even need to be included. Emotions and hyperactivity are not personality traits. They're a state of mind and body. Even the most meek-mannered and mild character can be "angry at times" and the most lethargic character can be "hyper at times" so... what is your point?

2. "Will I find somebody to love?/I need a mate/in heat" Oh my GOSH people. Seriously? I really shouldn't have to explain this one but seeing as how most people are attributing it to the matebeggar problem, I must point out there is a very important fact being overlooked. That is to say, your character does not need a mate. What your character DOES need is to be three dimensional enough to STAND ON ITS OWN.

There is more to life than growing up, spouses, sex, and kids. If that is /all/ your character aspires for, not only is it predictable and boring, its not very believable.  It /might/ pass as realistic for a /teenage/ character but lets face it, that phase PASSES and you had more goals in life than finding your boyfriend/girlfriend. You were [or in some of your cases, are] involved in other things or you liked to do other things, you read, you video-gamed, did art, whatever, right?  Consider applying those kind of things to your character.

I have a character who runs a shop and frequently in the background of everything else going on as part of the plot, busies herself going to/from her shop, gathering materials, transporting goods, and that's not including the little hobbies thrown in that she has. She isn't pining over "lost love" or "never finding love" (and consequently, not annoying the shit out of other players) and she's actually 3D enough that she doesn't /need/ a partner at all. She never did, and I'm almost willing to bet if you tried a little harder, your character wouldnt either. That's not to say your character having a partner is bad, but what IS bad is when your character isn't developed enough to go without one and thus ends up mate-seeking all of the freaking time or loafing around whining about being bored. NO ONE CARES.

3. "He/She is very curious." I can guarantee with the way I've seen some folks roleplay around here, you need to trade out the word "curious" for "NOSEY AS HELL!" I mean, come on guys. Curiosity needs to have some major lines drawn, particularly at the social norms. Noseyness is curiosity to an extreme and unwelcome level and many of the bios that read "curious" or "always curious" instead come across as obnoxious and prying. That would be OKAY as a character fault if that was ACTUALLY in your bio, but it isn't. You only said they were "curious" and the difference is big enough to be misleading and quite frankly, annoying.

4. Random crap that doesn't pertain to the character at all. Pretty self explanatory, the character bio is no place for your heartfelt poems or song lyrics. Unless your character is a self-representing character (in which case I understand) then fine, but if its not, why cram that in there? Just... why?

5. "Dont mess with me." Once again, HIGHLY juvenile and overdone. First off, this is a writing-based roleplay. The object isn't "to win" and you're not going to come across as a badass. If you've been trying for either of these things, just stop. People who have never RP'd with you are most likely going to put your character on a level playing field with theirs. Deal with it. You're not a badass. The majority of the population is not filled with badasses, neither is the RP world so don't act like a punk. If your character really ISN'T worth messing with, that is up for OTHER players to decide. Not you.

6. ADDED BY HARUKI

Can I make a suggestion? It really irks me when someone puts in their biography that their character is "intelligent" or something to that degree. Because the character is only brought to life by a person behind the screen, saying that your character is intelligent is really just saying that YOU are intelligent. Whether you are, or you aren't is not the issue. The issue is that you're implying that by being "wicked smart" that you are more intelligent/more learned/wiser than any other member. Frankly, you're probably not. There are some CRAZY smart people here, and the smarter THEY are, the smarter the CHARACTER is. Get it?

Fact of life: There is always someone bigger, stronger, faster, and smarter than you. Sorry. That's how it works. Whether your character is intelligent or not is only relative to who else is around them. Therefore, how smart your character is, is determined by other people, not you. Don't we all consider ourselves fairly intelligent? Is everyone in the world all that smart? Mehhhhh.....

Questions, comments, additions, agreements, disagreements?

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Game Help / The Missing dll file
« on: August 24, 2014, 02:10:03 PM »
So I've seem to see this topic around EVERYWHERE but not when I actually need it. I downloaded Last Moon to a new PC and when the black box comes up, it begins to update, and then says it can't continue due to a missing dll file SO if someone can either give me directions or direct me to one of the umpteen billion solved dll-file problem threads I can't seem to find right now. I'd really appreciate it. [And before anyone begins the guessing game, I deleted version.txt and it did not fix the issue.]

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Alrighty, so I did something like this for my character, May, back on Feral Heart ages ago. I got bored and decided to do it again but instead decided to branch out a little bit and use my other characters as well. Most of these writings are from the perspective of the CHARACTERS and not the person playing them, are we clear? So what my character's "think" does not necessarily reflect what I think. Also, most of these writings will be in a letter or journal format. So while most of my characters are animals and thus could not write even if they wanted, this just sort of explains some thoughts/ideas from their perspective that would not or could not be expressed in roleplay writings.

The first of these is a letter from Vintage. (Go look for my character bios if you want more info on who she is. I'll go ahead and say that the bio is not up to date and still has her listed as a puppy, rather than an adolescent. But hey, if you want, go look.) Vintage has been jokingly referred to as the "correct" "version of the orphan-cub running around Default." Why? No cliche background, no outlandish behavior or attention seeking, but still a character in the seat of being without true parental guidance from the start with a constant tossing from home to home throughout the roleplays she has been involved in. SO without further ado, Letter to the Caretakers from Vintage Moreni.

Character journal
Name of Character: Vintage Moreni
Journal Name: Letter to the Caretakers
Character's Perspective: First Person


I could afford to think about this later. I could afford to enjoy the lush green grass, the rolling hills, the waterfalls, the chilly winds, and the snow just a few miles north of here. I could afford to get some sleep. I could afford all of these things but I cannot afford not getting this off my mind first.

Funny how some of the things you know about your entire life don’t seem to sink in until later. You’re just too innocent, too oblivious, and too enthralled with the world to notice even as it sits in front of your face. Perhaps I have ‘Leo’ to thank for that. I still have him. I put him somewhere but he’s seen better days. Half his mane has been ripped out, one of his legs is hanging by a thread, and there are countless holes. Sometimes I just have to let myself laugh and think, wow, this guy, or really this /thing/ brought me through the hard times; a faded little lion plush I found discarded in the dirt.

No, I wasn't abandoned. My parents didn't perish in a fire either. That’s some pretty predictable stuff around here and you call me a teensy bit callous if you like but that happens so much around here, the victims are bound to have someone to relate to. Now as for me? Nah, not a chance. Both of my parents are still alive and well. Dad is a criminal on the run, mother went to prison for not turning him in, and my aunt didn't feel the need to take responsibility for me. (Although since we’re talking about Candela, I can’t say I’m upset now that she mostly kept herself out of the picture. She’s very… temperamental, for lack of a better word.) The world of the time traveling canid is a complicated place and it is made even more complicated when someone, such as myself, has to be accounted for and isn't. Especially when the last thing the Council wants to do is let you roam between stitches in time unaccompanied.

Now that isn't to say I had it worse than anybody else, of course not. Yet, somehow when I look back I realize just how badly exaggerated things get when they’re viewed from the eyes of the child. Sure, I’m still a teenager, but definitely old enough to realize some things I hadn’t before.

The most of important of which is, the number of people that love me. No, I don’t mean the ones that pitied me. I had plenty of those. I mean the ones who had a genuine interest who put a roof over my head and a place to curl up in when I felt alone. These tan paws have had to travel far in only two and a half years and I think I finally found some stability here. I spent my whole childhood hoping, begging, and praying to have a place to belong. And you know what? It’s not even a place.  It’s the people and not just any people. They’re the ones who lifted me up, talked to me even though I wouldn't talk back. Perhaps I just never knew quite what to say and I often don’t but you deserve so much more than that, more than I could say. Thank you for overturning the basket, thank you for the leather jacket, and thank you for the food I desperately needed but didn't work to earn, thank you for someone to look up to, and thank you for the roof over my head. Maybe I should have spoken up sooner, but thank you isn't enough and it never will be.


Character journal
Name of Character: Crescent
Journal Name: Unspoken Perspectives
Character's Perspective: First Person, Crescent's point of view


You can tell that the world is becoming a pretty crummy place when people pick and choose what they want to hear. Growing up, all I would ever hear is "encouraging" things like "just be yourself and people will like you" only to be berated for my behavior five minutes later. Then when I would try to force myself into that unfathomable mental hellstorm of going against my own beliefs, people berate me for being 'fake.' What do you all /want/ from me? You're too hard to please.

So instead, I take care of myself. I take care of others who take care of me. That's fair, isn't it? And I don't bother with anyone else who doesn't.  Its funny to me to think some of the locals were horrified when they found out I moved into Ice with my sisters. "Leaving your parents at such a young age! But they /love/ you! What a tragedy!" My mother most likely did but her love was not worth the slaying that she and the rest of my siblings who stayed at home endured. I can't help but say it, I told you so. They should have left when they had the chance, when I invited them to. Its such a shame, but I can't be blamed if someone's idiotic impulses drive them straight into death on a whim built on feelings and morals that are more often that not, hypocritcal.

I'm sick of being told to look through someone elses eyes, like as IF someone could force-feed me the emotions and sympathy that I can't sense. Did you ever stop to ponder that perhaps the reason you struggle with seeing my point of view with anything short of explosive emotion is no different than how I cannot see yours without it? As I have told many, you would have a better chance of making the blind see again than you would 'correct' what is wrong with me.

I have moved far enough away. Aside of working with my sisters, I have to kept to myself and my interests of cooking and maintaining the den. Is that not good enough for you? What would you have me do? Honestly. Morally, I have no sense of direction. What one man screams as being righteous, another declares as evil. How am I supposed to know which is which? I am not seeking power, only understanding. However, it appears whatever I perceive as "wrong" or "unjust" is never reconciled because my definition of "wrong" diverges so sharply from everyone elses.  Just because I cannot /provide/ empathy does not mean I do not deserve it any less nor the hostility I have received thus far. That isn't my fault. How hard is that to understand?



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Tutorials / Roleplay Tutorials [Various Subjectmatter] 7/1/2014
« on: June 30, 2014, 07:28:04 PM »

ROLEPLAY TUTORIALS

Hey guys. I decided to import these over from the old forum as I will most likely will continue to update this from time to time. No, I'm not here to complain about the grammatically incorrect so much as try to help those who struggle with certain subject matter and frustrations in written roleplays. Opinions differ, if you don't like what I have to say here, you're more than welcome to ignore this thread. In fact, I encourage it as I don't like to deal with senseless whining.

Now that we have THAT out of the way, lets move on. You'll notice there isn't very much written on this first post and there is a reason for that: a letter/character limit. That said, before you scurry off thinking this thread is unfinished, you will have to scroll down to find the actual tutorial which is finished, but likely to be updated from time to time. The table of contents below will help you determine what posts contain what content. This is a LOT to look at and it was gathered over time so if you're just looking for something specific, I recommend searching for it this way unless of course you like to read a lot in which case more power to you. O.o

And now the table of contents:

TABLE OF CONTENTS (By post number going down)
1. Table of contents
2. General RP Do's and Dont's (Part 1)
3. General RP Do's and Dont's (Part 2)
4. General RP Do's and Dont's (Part 3)
5. How to Keep Group Roleplays from Dying in a week
6. Evil Character Roleplay Tutorial (Part 1)
7. Evil Character Roleplay Tutorial (Part 2)
8. Cub Character Tutorial
9. RESERVED for future updates
10. RESERVED for future updates.


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Art / FaintSilhouette's Art Stuff [UPDATE 8/20/2015]
« on: June 27, 2014, 03:42:30 PM »
(Pictured above left to right: Kennocha, Richie, May, Candela, Faint)

Welcome to my art thread! So a few people expressed some frustration that I don't really use DA anymore and that trying to see my art from a year ago or later is like pulling teeth. SO, I've put a lot of it here as well as attempted to reorganize the mess of a thread I had before. That said, PLEASE don't go bumping the older thread. Let it die. ANYWAY, there is a lot more art here, some of it new, a lot of it rather old but I intend to continue updating it as I go along. Comments are appreciated but understand that I'm not looking for cricism because as I said, many of these pieces are a tad outdated. (Although the ones toward the top are more likely, but not guarenteed, to be more recent.)
ONE LAST THING: Keep in mind that I have had different usernames on past forums and websites, varying anywhere from FaintSilhouette, to just "Silhouette", to "Blazzin-Twister" to "Whitefang2331" Its still all of my artwork. So don't freak out. (: ANYHOO, my pieces are displayed below. Realize you may need to scroll down to get to the right and left scroll bar to be able to view all of the pictures because some of them are pretty big.

8/20/2015 Circadian laying in the snow.


8/14/2015 Circadian Sprite-Type with background
 

3/14/2015 My character Lanetic, divine form (No sword)


3/14/2015 My character Lanetic, normal form (with her sword)



A picture of Haruki (owned by Haruki) and my character May.


Circuit


Tygrix (Had some technical issues making this one)


Champagne for Haruki

Jealousy for Husky275


Ammy for Supernoodlepot


May

Torrid for Haruki

May in Forest Restore

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Introductions / FaintSilhouette says HELLO
« on: June 20, 2014, 03:08:43 AM »
I had an introduction thread on the other forum but some people re-did theirs and I thought "What the hell, why not?" and remade mine. So here I am, better known as Faint, Silhouette, or just "Silh" I'm 20 years old and have been playing games from the Impressive Title series since 2008. I've got a small group of friends who've known for just as long as I've been here, some for greater or shorter lengths of time.

I'm a roleplayer (I prefer paragraph style), and between that and my good friends, that is what keeps me here. I love the fact there is a moderately sized (albeit hidden) adult community here but I love talking to just about anyone. That's all folks.

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