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[Completed]Homophobia and Hate within Roleplay
Slimmy_Rimmy replied to Jentos's topic in Completed Debate
Well said. Please exercise restraint in your language is immersion breaking enough. Complaining about something that is completely justified by the grounds of a make-believe world’s cultures, religions, and time period just because you choose to take it personally is a great way to ruin things for everyone else trying to participate in the creation of an enticing narrative. OOC issues should stay OOC, and RP issues should stay in RP. When you try and make them collide, it makes the bridge of my nose hurt from pinching it so hard. I’d really hate to see LOTC die from exhaustion, but the fact of the matter is: very few people want to be lectured at in a Minecraft RP server. -
Patrons of the Arts! BEAUTIFUL’s is now open to the public! Previously, the highly exclusive BEAUTIFUL’s nightclub (located underneath The Dragon’s Rest Tavern in Helena) required a special Masque of Invitation (fashioned by Mr. Beautiful himself, handed only to those Mr. Beautiful deemed fit for a membership) in exchange for entry to the astounding showcases and parties. The New Mr. Beautiful does not require anyone wear a Masque of Invitation, and only asks that guests arrive in their very best attire in order to comply with the club’s strict dress code, as well as pay a small entrance fee of 30 mina per person. Original Mr. Beautiful works will be out on display. They are not to be touched, and Mr. Beautiful’s genius is not to be disturbed during his live performances. *Warning: BEAUTIFUL’s is not responsible for any bodily harm if regulations are not followed precisely. KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR PARTIES AND SHOWS! We Look Forward To Seeing You!
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Although it would be incredible; I’d just like to say now that I’m NOT expecting this to be accepted. I just had the idea not too long ago and wanted to share it. Basically a throng of lunatics led by Mr. Beautiful completely take over the city of Helena. The guards are imprisoned; criminals are set free. The gates are shut; no one comes in and no one gets out. The town will be in a state of unqualified pandemonium; everyone is on their own. Trapped in this engirdled mobocracy swayed by a psychopathic begetter who will be sitting in his chair; laughing his ass off until somebody stops him. Discord me if you’d like to hear more.
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”T’was I who contrived the thaumaturgic vision that was the exclusive Beautiful’s nightclub. Where my masterpieces would be exposed to view. My querencia shall never be mocked by some unfructuous two-bit dilettante and his scabrous ssssssssleazeball of a helpmate. Even coruscating mavens are subject to pride every now and again. That would only give the ancillary a slice from my fitful vexation. Of course that must mean smashing a face with a glossy bottle of Carrington Black (sponsor) then walloping it’s supple better half with my spats. Hew a pulchritudinous masque from spruce wood, why don’t you? Assuming the poor fellow’s fingering for nearly it’s entire life. Chop apart! Chopped aparrrrrrrrt! I’ll be seeing you, my little beasties!” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uSzmuWImK7Q
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[!] Poster DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A PART OF OR HAVE ANY AFFILIATION WITH THE IMPERIAL STATE ARMY OR ANYTHING ELSE THAT HAS TO DO WITH THE EMPIRE. THANK YOU. ’Tis I! ‘Tis I! Noble slayer of hordes and courageous crusader across every corner of every realm! Endurer of blistering winds and scorching deserts. Conqueror of execrable anathemas and egregious plights! With but one manful smite of my brand’s bitter steel, I’ve unmanacled dimensions of my sweltering ire that festers with the calefaction of a thousand wrothful suns! I am Sir Humphrey, and I did not deliver the world time and time again from a myriad of pothering malefactions just so it could be befouled by frog-men and werebeasts! For the malversation and oscitation of our Empire is the warrant we have for needing to constantly bide in inquietude! Let the reign of terror fade! For our next move, brothers and sisters, is to make ME Emperor! And in return, I will give to all of you whatever it is you want (so long as what you want isn’t to be the Emperor, or anything else that I say you can’t have)! Those of you who will join my revolution can find me at the tavern in Helena. Just be sure to pretend like you’re looking over the menu and sporadically gape at the plafond in outward contemplation of the options. For if they know we’re not ordering anything, I fear they might ask us to leave. See You Then! ~ Sir Humphrey
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“Funny” Dane Bellefonte didn’t much like his family, so he left them. They weren’t at all abusive, he just didn’t like the sound of their voices. They would constantly give him headaches due to how loud he’d find them. In reality, Dane was actually born with abnormally heightened senses. At 9 years old, he left to find someplace more quiet but found no matter where he went, he’d still have that same headache. He’d still hear all of that blasted noise. The guilt from having left his big, loving family would nag him from time to time, but he quickly learned to put it behind him. He traveled for a long time. The years went by, and he fell far behind on current events. He never really followed them to begin with, really. He hates to talk about himself. He doesn’t really like talking much at all. He despises injustice. He is loyal and generous, though it wouldn’t be uncommon for him to be perceived as mean and intimidating. This is mostly due to his near constant irritability stemming from him having such sensitive hearing. He currently combs the wilderness along the outskirts of Sutica. It would be easy to mistake this dirty fellow with rolls of cloth wrapped around his ears (to suppress his hypersensitivity) as a lunatic or some sort of wolf-man. There is nothing to be afraid of; as this poor, tired bastard just wants some quiet.
