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So, as they say, all good things come to an end.
I regret letting all of you down, and it's time to concede that Arcadia has, more or less, completely stalled.
Theoretically, it is possible to restart this RP by advertising and bringing new people in as though you were starting a brand new RP. I don't have the contacts, ability or energy to do this. I would, however, gladly help anyone who is willing to take over the helm and spearhead the revival. I believe I speak for at least one other mod in this matter.
Therefore, I'm leaving Arcadia up for grabs. I've heard encouraging comments from some quarters, people who might be interested in taking over. If you are interested in throwing your lot (many hands make light work), please leave a comment here and I'll get back to all of you.
But whatever way we go from here, thank you for the memories, the friendships, the wonderful game. It's rare to see such a number of capable writers in the same place at the same time, and it's even rarer to have the opportunity to RP with them. Thank you, all. |
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Who: Rufus and Kadaj
Where: Gee. Somewhere in Central.
What: You have something for me? Can't be good.
Rating: PG?
Warnings: Hn. You know there's going to be violence at some point.
NB: All players please note the new rules on time stamping and gameplay over here.
( Many meetings ) |
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Who: Kadaj and Strife
Where: IN A RANDOM PLACE
What: Hunting.
Rating: J for Jailbait.
Warnings: Gee. Let me think. How about violence.
( Insert Relevant Quote Here ) |
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Who: Starscream, Raidou (locked for now)
Where: Off Central Square
What: Starscream makes his first public appearance as Dictator of the New World.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
( Put your best foot forward ) |
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Who: Kedron [Open, jump on in!]
Where: Central Square
What: Waiting.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: None
( Friends are found in unlikely places ) |
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Who: Roxas and Kino. And Hermes.
Where: Expedition road.
What: Shit hitting fans?
Rating: R for Ranting.
Warnings: And you thought Roxas was cranky before.
( And in the morning you wake up, and believe what you want to believe. ) |
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Who: Rufus, Elena, anyone else who has been invited to the spaceport or wishes to show up
Where: Spaceport
What: Plans, plans, and more plans. What else is a scheming ex-President good for?
Rating: PG
Warnings: Dun.
( And with the morning comes chaos ) |
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Who: Axel, Roxas, and Reno
Where: On the road the expedition took
What: Axel finally meets up with Roxas before Reno interrupts
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Cranky Axel, probably equally cranky Roxas, and a really pissed Reno since the Boss said he was to be at Place A, and he's not there.
( Where Was He? ) |
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Who: Nii Jieni, Professor Hojo, possibly Tseng (closed)
Where: Hojo's house of science
What: After Rufus beats Hojo up; leaves, and after Nii Turk-naps Tseng. Shortly before lights out.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Snark.
Note: So totally breaking the no-more-day 2 posts thing, sorry D:
( Deeds in the dark ) |
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This is sooooo fucking late. We RPed it like 10,000,000 BC and I only just got around to putting it up here. Am so sorry for the massive backdating, and THERE IS GREAT LENGTH. I'll post a summary for this when I'm done checking it through all proper. <3
Who: Hojo, Rufus.
Where: Hojo's lab/hospital/SCIENCEHOUSE.
What: Hojo and Rufus discuss. Rufus's intentions are uncovered, but Hojo's not fit nor willing to do much about it. This happens directly before the big event everyone attended.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence, syringes, UST.
( Something curled through his gut, radiating out towards his fingertips, and he found his gaze drawn to Hojo's jugular. ) |
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Who: uSUC, all members who volunteered go exploring
Where: City edge
What: And it's goodbyes, and fond farewells.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence, maaaaaaaybe. From here.
( Expedition start ) |
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Apologies for the delay on this thread, but let's hope it helps to make some movement! Come on over and post, chaps!
Continued from here!
Who: Everyone except the exploration team.
Where: Central Square
What: Following from the gathering in the square.
Rating: G
Warnings: TBA.
( Oh dear. ) |
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Who: Everyone except the exploration team, which has left by this point.
Where: Central Square
What: Following from uSUC's invite.
Rating: G
Warnings: TBA
Central Square had turned green.
Selectively green, anyway. Little patches of green were laid out, and patches nice, utterly fake greenery. On the green there were tables, and on the tables there were plates being laid out by the robots, who shuttled back and forth from dispensers carrying plates piled high with what might have been sandwiches that might have been filled with synthesised protein. 100% safe for consumption, but consume at your own peril. uSUC couldn't taste its own creations, after all.
There was also the lingering smell of coffee, for nothing keeps the smell of coffee down, and the source of this became evident as AB slammed a few pots and a whole stack of cups down on one side table, grumbling all the while. And where there was coffee, of course there had to be tea.
And this being Central, of course there were oranges.
The big screen in the middle of the square was still dark, but it was dark with a sense of latent purpose and anticipation.
( Notes to players ) |
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Who: Sephiroth and Human sheathe Cloud. Others are welcome, but they might end up rather ignored by the heart-wrenchingly beautiful reunion.
Where: Somewhere in the far reaches of space around Central.
What: Searching for the favoured puppet.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Humans being used as sheathes again. Fighting, possibly. Nastiness.
( What do you do when your puppet's strings are cut? Aside from sticking something up - you retie them, of course! 8D ) |
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[NB: This is not an actual log, but more of an update post. Succinctly, uSUC is holding an Event - a sort of Q&A session for the users, together with an explanation of why they're here -- to the best of uSUC's knowledge, anyway. This takes place after the exploration team leaves, but everyone else is welcomed and encouraged to attend. The event has not actually started yet, but feel free to post your character's response to the invite, and start mini logs if they want to discuss it with other characters.
The actual thread will be up this weekend.]
uSUC was distressed. Insofar as a computer could be distressed -- which was at once more and less than a human. Less, because it did not actually experience the distress, except as a sense of an unbalanced equation, a component or status level out of alignment that needed to be adjusted. More, because it could in no wise ignore it, just as it could not ignore a drop in oxygen level. It was programmed to restore the status quo, the equilibrium. Unlike a human, it could not simply walk away.
However, uSUC's distress was presently over something that, for all its formidable resources, it was hard pressed to remedy. It could synthesise things at near impossible speed, it could harvest its own materials, maintain its own systems indefinitely, could even create sub-programs to assist it... but the present problem was much more complex than all of that.
uSUC could sense that it's users were upset.
( Read more... ) |
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Who: Yazoo, Cid Highwind, anyone else...
Where: The local tavern
What: Yazoo is searching for Cid at Mother's request
Rating: At the moment, G. But I HIGHLY doubt it'll stay that way.
Warnings: Most likely language at some point.
( Pride before the fall... )
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Who: Anyone! Totally open, and the more the merrier!
Where: The streets of Arcadia, just south of the square.
What: Kadaj is showing off his new look.
Rating: PG
Warnings: ZA TOUTARU RUKU.
( The ships may have been the extended olive branch, but it would take a great deal more than that for them to save themselves. ) |
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Who: All of the denizens from Hyrule, and I suppose whoever else wants to drop in!
Where: uSUC Central Square.
What: Zelda, being a good princess, made a post in her eljay about them all meeting here. Zant, being Ganondorf's whipping boy, got there first. Chaos, manipulation, treaties, snark and thinly veiled gay jokes fun will occur.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Possibility of violence, contortionism, and Ganondong cattiness. Be ye prepared?
( Your offer is far too idiotic to be declined. ) |
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Who: Youko, uSUC.
Where: A removed bench on roughly five-by-five metersof Astroturf.
What: "I got home from work today and took like a 100 hour nap..." "...NO YOU DID NOT. You'd be very sick if you were taking hundred hour naps. That's a coma, say you took a coma after work and I can follow the story!"
Rating: G.
Warnings: I am a rusty, rusty gear.
( After X number of hours and Y number of times dropped on the floor... ) |
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Who: uSUC, all members who volunteered go exploring
Where: 45 1st Avenue South
What: uSUC is sly and sneaky. Not. Combat testing for the expedition team.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence? Maybe?
( And it was all very exciting ) |
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