ThatFunkyBunch

”COME MOON AND STAR”

+1 From me! I support something like this! Reading the complaints, these are the only villain like things Ive seen on LOTC that players can play that does not suck utter ass. Frost Witches could be good but it’s legit just E-girl bait now. Shades are edgy, and will never over come their title as the most edgy thing we have on LOTC. All I saw of blood magics was people running around blowing off noses. I saw Naz people use and abuse their magic. The complaints of mostly are the ghoul stuff, which honestly sounds less like an issue on the lore part but more so an issue with the Rpers themselves, do the trail, please give me a villain that isn’t a slender man or frozen knock off, that isn’t grr grr edgy spook. Also because I want to start the undead church of freeing bones from crypts. Waging a war, to lose or win. If we won, we demand they bring us all their coffins for the bones. Then we leave and piss off because **** your flesh we have the bones. I think this could be wonderfully done, as long as those that play it, play it right. Smh some y’all complaining to complain. Let us have non OP CA monsters. Stop trying to enforce all these OP edge lords

IGN (MC Username): ThatFunkyBunch Discord: ThatFunkyBunch#2229 Likes: Food, good writing, neat things, books, trinkets, oddities and bobbles. Dislikes: Spiders, prunes, pine trees, that one dude from third grade that made fun of me for throwing up one day. **** that dude.

Oh my god I can’t believe I just watched the admins commit ritualistic suicide

Death to the Blueberries. Long Live the ashen kin!

What a day. Bless this.

Lovely art work. Plus one from me!

Plus one. Give us the frog people you demonic edge lords Lord of the rings also had sentient massive spiders, dragons that had the wing span of entire nations. Tree people. Talking rabbits. That one gollum thing. Hobbits. Which, are not halflings. Ice monsters, more dragons, undead. Orcs, Orges, Uruks, Ring wraith, and a plethora more. Gtfo thinking a hobbit is a halfling.

Avrenol wonders who the **** Vas is and how he got this bird location

You got me d y i n my poor High elf is getting played ?

Happy Birthday, little Vassilian Stings of pain plagued the ‘Aherals chest. Upon hearing the words of his partner. With his own first born within the world. Things seemed as great as could be. Until such a fateful time. Met with the tears of his lover, who broke down upon sight of the towering Mali. Begging for him to simply stay. In the past months, behind closed doors were spent with a man Avrenol had no idea even existed. Something which Avrenol wished remained true. The doors were wide open. As his partner told him everything that happened. Cheating on the ‘Aheral with another man. Which would result in the product of another born life into this world. Anger boiled within Avrenol. Who felt the urge to fling himself from the tops of the towering walls of Fenn. Thoughts recycling back to his own daughter and her mother. In addition to the bastard offspring that would only become known as Vassilian. But Avrenol holds no love in his heart for this product of adultery. With no desire to assist in the raising of the offspring that is not even remotely close to his own. Avrenol made a promise that day. To himself out of nothing but raw rage and hatred. That this child would not know an easy life. Avrenol would make it very clear that this bastard spawn was most un-welcome by him. Who wished that his father would simply take full responsibility for his spawn. As this child was nothing but a mistake. Within the same day, Avrenol spent his time with his own daughter. Cold and distant from himself. The compulsive urge to chunk the other child off of the high walls of Fenn boiled up. Other horrid thoughts of snuffing out the child's life before it was even born raced through his head. As his partner does not even know if the other father is willing to step up and claim the child. The mere idea of raising another mans child, of which he had no name for, was upsetting to the core. Avrenol knew the child had nothing to do with this, but in his un-clear state and with no target aside from his partner to cast blame on (As the father of the new born remains a mystery) Lost and confused, both Avrenol and this adultry spawn have a long road ahead of them.

Acceptance Flames licked at cold air is tucked away hollows beneath the surface. Far from the grief struck lands of Arcas. Out of sight, and out of mind live peaceful souls. A reminder of days for much simpler times. Wars waged across the land do little for the Mali’ker Daichia Jusmia. With no interested within either side of the fence. Days are spent within a heated forge, the hammer still ringing upon tall ears when laid to sleep upon soft pillows. What else can one do, but ensure that their own ilk and friends have chance to prosper. Though those that Daichia felt should be within these hollows were lacking. Forgotten faces, to far gone in desperate hazes or passed on to planes not of this world sent the dark skinned elf on sleepless days filled with ivory smoke of green bud. But with each passing day, forgetting forgiving, and acceptance come ever closer to passing. ”Mourn not those that do harm to them selves. There is no pity for the self inflected.” A motto the ‘ker father had spoken to him at a young age, when Daichia’s hands were barely even rough from the handling of the wooden hilted axe. Chopping small logs for a remote village tucked away by the snows of southern Atlas. Growing quickly with basic need to survive. Hours spent laying in wait for trace of warm edible meat. To draw back a bow, and let loose that arrow. Not out of fear, anger. But the simple compulsive desire to survive. Even if it means the suffering of another creature. As the days turn to weeks, and weeks to months. Soon shall years pass. But shall live Daichia. The matters of golden crowns, ancient hatreds having no place in his heart. In matters of pale skins, and aggression. Be it passive, verbal, psychological, and physical. These days, Daichia turned to matters of the mind. Needless murder, un-warranted wars. The cries of children of both sides, orphan by crusading land lords who claim to inspire those beneath them to lay lie and home upon the line. But with each night, thoughts of these matters drift farther away. And desire to gleam further are stunted, as looking to hollow rage filled eyes only brings forth their anger upon yourself. Daichia Jusmia was content, to live a peaceful life. Concerns fading with pleasant memories of close friends.

"Your knowledge is lacking, I advise you to do research first. Connection to the void is brought by one's own desire for greed and power. Connecting to the void, in turn, welcomes it into the realm, and through voidal arts did the first tears come to be. I shall indeed be at the front-lines of the effort ((Whenever I get a ping to go hop on for event if IRL allows such.)) Mortal war has nothing to do with the appearance of the tears. Necromancy has nothing to do with voidal tears. Demons have nothing do to with the appearance of voidal tears. Stay on point, and on topic, please. The past does not immediately seal a tear. Why select few that have commented on such bring such up. The tears grow in size each passing day. I will gladly die in the fight against the void, and unless you are a coward I fully expect to see you upon the front lines yourself. Your talk of past wars does nothing for the numerous voidal tears." Some dude says. Who knows, and who honestly cares. ((Bruh is this not roleplay forum, and ask an ST brush it's canon. )) ((Tho if your PC doesn't know Voidal mages help bring the voidal years, don't meta bby))

Conscription and the Voidal Crisis ((Back at it again with the Anti Void Propaganda)) Sealing the Tears It should be the main goal of every living creature able to fight, to combat the forces of the Vast Empty. Voidal Mages. Voidal Mages will willingly conscript themselves against the fight of the void, for bringing these tears into reality with their greed and lust for power. For your actions, you should be punished. But your lust for power may serve use. Until such a time that the voidal crisis is no more, those that have connected to the void shall answer for their crimes against life itself. Each civil land should start the mass gathering of the voidal arts, to stand against the void. You will be treated as any soldier, you will die besides the men and women who’s lives you’ve disrupted with your greed and lust. The voidal crisis is not simply an issue only Arcas would see. Reality itself is the target, the systematic invasion, conquering, and destruction of all reality is at hand. If the void wins, there is no second chance. Our souls, and land will become like the void. After sealing every tear. After the sealing of each new tear, voidal mages are to revoke their connection to the void and cleanse themselves of its taint. Your actions have brought Eldritch armies forth. Voidal mages that refuse to revoke their connection shall be detained and dealt with in courts of law as seen fit by local judges. Death, should be the last answer for the voidal mage. If they shall not revoke their connection, they must not ever use the art. As each use stands out like a beacon for the Eldritch invaders. Use of the voidal arts is an insult to life itself, and will be punished as treason. Dark Magi, and the Dark Arts To those of who that practice Dark Arts, your life is forfeit. You have no right to citizenship in any nation. You have no right to bear lands, or sire off spring. You are to rounded up like the animals you are, and thrown at the Eldritch horde without as much as a second thought. Shades, Blood magic users, Dark Shaman, and the ilk are to act as the front lines against the void itself. Should you survive a battle, or return to the world of the living, you shall be gathered once more and sent onto the next tear to act as the front lines for each battle. Your lust for power shall come to serve the pure. What happens to you, is not my concern. You may be killed, you may be let go after the sealing of the voidal crisis.

”Bro you can see the size of spoken words that’s crazy man. That’s some weird stuff. Wordmancy.”

“And I’ll be sending you to the gates of Kor himself.”

Voidal Arts: The acceptable Dark Art? Connection to the Void. To those that have been greedy enough to accept the so called boons of the Vast Empty. It is your fault that voidal tears now ravage the lands. Prolonged use of voidal connection has always lead to the creation of void tears. It is through your greed and lust for power that the void welcomes itself into our home. It walks into our home, puts its feet on the table and demands a refreshing beverage. You are quiet literally to blame for the rapid invasion of the Vast Empty. It is through your darkest of arts that reality itself is under attack by creatures from the plane you drew your magical powers from. The Shades do not create massive breaches in reality, although be them creatures not worthy of life. Nor do Daemonic fiends, and the sort. It is indeed you wielders of evocations, and such magics that bring forth the armies of the Eldritch horde. After Sealing The Tears Should Arcas be able to repel the current Eldritch invasion, the threat will always linger as long as voidal mages connect to the void. Time and time again they shall welcome the void, until such a time that the Eldritch horde overwhelms us all. What say you? Your darkest of arts causes the very cracks in reality. How do you defend your art? When it is the very cause of reality bending to the whim of Eldritch creatures from within the Vast Empty. What will Arcas do? Will it allow the art to spread and spread until such a time that we are no longer able to withstand the Eldritch horde. The continued use of voidal arts will only welcome the invaders time and time again as history itself has come to serve. Yet you are allowed to remain with open arms, although you help aid the void with your connection and bond to it. What say you?

Only time shall tell know the fate of this realm. I believe these are steps your former Monarch will smile upon, may the Aspects rest his soul. Any who stand against these horrors must band together, each blade counts, each soldier who gives their life dies in glory.

The End of Days Arcas is upon the threshold of yet another continental war. Descendants pursue a mindless slaughter time after time, in the name of monarchs that time will forget. To the north, grow horrid mutants, eating and killing one another. Gaining horrid mutations to allow them to further taint their body. To the south, cults prepare horrid hydras. Made of decaying flesh and fish. These creatures drool and bleed a thick substance able to turn any organic matter to bone, rapidly and within seconds of contact. And all across Arcas, the prolonged use of Voidal magic has welcome new tears in reality. One such tear appeared early upon Arcas, but was sealed. Now, the land is littered with these tears in reality. These tears bring further corruption, waging war with all of Arcas. But Arcas turns a blind eye, whilst others struggle against the void. Their in-fighting only welcome the slow, methodical, extinction of sentient life. The Void, which begets all things marches forth. Each passing day, vain attempts are made to seal the Void, the Vast Empty. But it’s corruption spreads, ripping apart the skies themselves. The forces sent to the tears to seal them thoroughly are vastly too low, the Void is winning. For it brings war, but it does not seek to hold land. It seeks to bring this world into the Vast Empty. Every man, woman and child tossed into the Void to become one with its essence. The brink of extinction is upon us, in-fighting only proving to be the Voids boon as it leads successful campaigns across reality as we know it. Soon the tears will reach such a size that entire armies of the Void born shall march forth. Before them they shall raze every city to the ground, every child will be killed. The streets of every“civil” nation will be flooded with Voidal horrors. Your monarchs will fall, your children shall be killed, your wives and husbands slaughtered before the Eldritch invaders. But Arcas turns a blind eye to the threat of the Void, instead they wish to wage war with one another. Each attempt made is vastly to weak to seal these tears. Each passing day the tears grow and grow. Soon the fight will be on your door step. Soon every one of us might know the bitter kiss of a inky black oblivion as our souls are rendered null and void within the Vast Empty. The clock ticks ever slowly In this battle of survival, the descendants are loosing.

I can not tell if that's sarcasm or not. But Nah all PvP shouldn't be removed. I'm not a fan of random raids and road side PvP but massive skirmishes and WC's are some pretty fun PvP regardless. Or at least I enjoy them.

Hi you. Yeah Imma heckle you. Yeah we can take it to a VC. Yeah man it's crazy man imagine wanting roleplay on a roleplay server bro. Man that's so wild. Its kinda like people playing battle toads to play a really hard game. What's that? Oh that's why people play battle toads? Oh word okay. I'm sure there's another example. Its kinda like people playing Dark Souls to play a challenging RPG. Wait again? Man that's weird okay hang on. So you know how people like playing League of Legends and Apex for PvP? Wait you're fuckin shitting me they really do? Well I'm sure LOTC is a Factions server so let's give a look. Wow. I am in disbelief. It sells itself as the biggest RP server on Mineman That's kinda weird huh?

I don't think the answer to the issue would be not allowing bandit Roleplay. As long as it is exactly what the name implies. A Bandit that Roleplay. Stopping someone on the road should be a planned thing, executed by more than one word or emote. There is good banditry going on out there, but you're typical type is one liners because CRP takes time. I was one tossed a massive emote of a human knight coming at my dark elf, he drew a blade and told me to remove the helm. I've heard a story of a bandit tossing a rock o. The road to distract a person. Then he came up with a bow and asked for his coin. The dude them PM the target and said he only want 50-70 mina, anything else would be crazy. It should be regulated, I believe. Not outright forsook. Its an interesting topic. I've heard complains of the Reivers but they always gave me back any RP item taken in a raid. In fact, I know they went out of their way to do so. For many people. I think it needs work, and regulations.

Hi! Not alot of you know more, or atleast that's what I think. But I've been RPing for years. I went from being an edgy teen RPer to being an avid fan of Roleplay, and roleplay like games. But LOTC is far to PvP based for my personal liking. A, I ******* hate Mineman PvP. It's just clicking a mouse and hitting your sprint hotkey and running in a circle. If I wanted to click rapidly I'd go play Master Yi from League of Legends. It takes to much away from Roleplay I feel like. But I get it too, its Mineman. And people are lazy, and don't want to type out CRP. Which truly saddens me as an avid RPer. Nation's, whilst bringing together RP, are an excuse to further create conflict for no reason and mindless clicking orgies. I've had some decent roleplay on the server. But not decent enough to let me stand this for long periods. I might be back, who knows. LOTC is strangely addicting to be on. But I don't feel as if its good enough to warrant much longer of it. I've never had any RP stress me out as much as this server has, and yeah that's mainly on me. I use RP as means to escape my head for a little bit. I've tried to do it, but even when I started last October, I wasn't really able to just put on head phones and happily roleplay my stress away from the world for hours on in. As such, I'll be heading back to my old RP platform, SWTOR. You can find me on Star Forge. I'm an Imperial side player. I found RP, PvE, ane PvP to be wonderfully seperate and have nothing to do with one another. This is much easier for TOR to do since it is an MMO. There may be a guild RP war. But nothing like the nation conflicts I've seen on LOTC. Others might disagree but I don't ever think PvP should be oriented to RP. But as said, I'll likely pop back on from time to time to see what's what here. I love the idea, but I've stated my issues. If you truly need to get ahold of me, my Discord should be attached to my forum profile. Best of luck to you all! I hope you guys have honest to God fun on the server. As I am not, I'll be taking a break.

Now that's hot

Hi hi! I need a new skin for one of my personas! One of my PC's has become filthy casual caster scum and has a magic. She sports a dress but I need a proper god damn mage outfit. I've attached what I want the skin to be based off of to this post. You can message me on Discord at Funky Bunch #2229!