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DarKnight36 member of RPG for 11 years

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I like action fantasy, fire magic, and heroes without drama.
293,638 words written.
2,021 total posts.
145 words per post.
168 posts per roleplay.
442 average days in a roleplay.
12 universes joined.
5.75 INK received in tips.

Basic Information

Began Role Playing:
03 Jun 2007
Favorite Role Playing Game:
Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy XIV
Game Master:
Favorite Setting:
Overpowered fantasy

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Thu Dec 03, 2009 3:45 pm
Last visited:
Thu Dec 03, 2020 2:47 pm
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Most active forum:
Out of Character
(75 Posts / 1250.00% of user’s posts)
Most active topic:
Ultimate Organization (IC)
(42 Posts / 700.00% of user’s posts)

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Completed Stories

The Knights Completed

The Knights are the defenders of the Sora System, a galactic republic that has expanded and conquered throughout its history. You are the Knight Elite, the best of the best, but, with enemies around every corner, even the best can be brought down.

The Ultimate Organization III Completed

My name is Nason Valkoven, I was a starman aboard the Sorillian vessel Turn Turtle. I thought hell would be an inferno. Now I know it is a desert. It is New Year's day and I find myself wondering: who else is buried beneath these sands?

The Great Guild Fortune (2014) Completed

"What makes a great guild? Fortune? No. Power? No. Glory? Not necessarily. Its the friends you gain, the adventures you have together, and the memories you make along the way."

The Ultimate Organization IV Completed

This is no longer the age of heroes. This is no longer the age of Knights in shining armour. This is the age of warfare, of soldiers and mystery men lurking in the shadows. This is a new world. A cruel world. And we have no business in it.

Universes Created

Storm Warning: Season One

Ever wanted to be a hero? Well now you can be, in this new story about a group of people who discover they have mysterious powers after a world-changing event...

The Blackbird's Cry

Board "The Blackbird's Cry", the most advanced starship ever constructed, and join its captain in exploring the unknown.

Most Tipped Posts

4.25 INK received for post #2817067, located in The Horat-verse:

As Yamato turned from the sake booth, new bottle in hand, he found himself walking into a wall. Perhaps this surprised the half-tengu, because there certainly wasn't a wall there before, for the bottle slipped from the inebriated man's hands as he rebounded from Sunaarashi's chest, hitting the ground with a crack and spilling a good portion of the sake onto Poyo's dirt street.

Sunaarashi, for his part, also looked rather surprised, as the desert warrior thought to himself, with some embarrassment, that he was entirely too used to other people getting out of his way.

"Sorry about that, sadiq," the taller man said, his thick accent betraying his origins easily. He raised a hand in reconciliation. "Allow me to buy you a replacement beverage, bithiqa."

1.00 INK received for post #2816897, located in The Horat-verse:

Poyo: A small port town that spread haphazardly from the banks of the Gan River, the city looked a bit like a trapdoor spider from the hills that rose above it. The docks were the long legs, and the bulging abdomen, full of light and life at this time of year, housed the guts and lifeblood. Not that anyone besides Sunaarashi would probably make that comparison, but the desert warrior was a unique presence to the land, a presence that was not altogether wanted.

It was subtle, to be sure, just an odd look here or there, or the way people shuffled out of his way as if he smelled badly (which he most certainly didn't after that scrubbing he'd given himself earlier). Sunaarashi didn't blame the townspeople for their hesitation - he stood a foot above the majority of them, and his dark skin, bald head, and perpetual scowl certainly did him no favors.

Sunaarashi wasn't the only one getting the cold shoulder, though. The Emperor's birthday celebration had brought in travelers and rural citizens from all across the area, swelling the population of Poyo to double, or perhaps even triple, what it would normally be. If there was one thing the Yune Empire was proud of, it was their Emperor, and strangers from all across the land were participating in the parties.

This influx of new people was both closely watched and taken advantage of by the Poyo natives. The Nightflower Guild's representatives had a large tent set up in the village square, selling fireworks by the dozen to anyone with enough coin. The smell of smoke from the small firecrackers permeated the air, and the stacks of larger rockets forecasted an evening to remember once night fell. Vendors selling street food, balloons, candy, or handing out prizes to rigged carnival games, were on nearly every corner, luring the coin out of pockets and into locked boxes.

Inside the inns, the noise from the streets only seemed amplified. Waiters and waitresses bustled around to the filled tables, the smell of food, alcohol, and tobacco mixing and bursting out the open windows to draw in more customers. Outside the town, tents had been erected to host the many visitors, and both women and men wandered these tents, offering services of a more sensual kind.

In short, no one in this city expected to sleep tonight, and the noise and carousing would only get more rambunctious as the night grew later.

Sunaarashi wasn't here for the entertainment, however. In truth, it was just a coincidence that he happened to be here, on this most ostenatious of nights. The dark, tall man took a deep breath, and cinched the large bundle strapped to his back a little tighter. The threads knotted at the end of his sword's hilt, the blade itself strapped to his waist, swayed as he walked carefully through the crowds.

Right now, Sunaarashi simply wished he could find a quiet inn somewhere in the back of town to lie down, and get a good night's rest for once, but even the smallest inn would be doing everything they could to rake in the influx of cash this night provided. No one could afford to let this opportunity slip by.

And so it was that instead of sleeping, Sunaarashi wandered the streets. Although not a stranger to the city life, he held no love for it, being from Sune himself, fond of the wide open spaces and the isolation of the desert. Here, it was a different kind of isolation, one of culture. He didn't enjoy this latter kind near as much.

His eyes scanned the crowds listlessly. He wasn't in the mood for this. Having arrived earlier this day, he'd found that the town was already filled to capacity with traveling family and friends. As the sun had set, even more had appeared, until the city was nearly bursting with screaming, crying, shouting insanity.

Quite suddenly, Sunaarashi found himself nearing one of the gates of the village. Sunaarashi hesitated, wondering if he perhaps could find a tent to lie down in, one preferably free of bugs and other occupants, and while he paused, a rider caught his eye. Dressed in golden armor that glinted in the light from the fires and lanterns hung throuhgout the city, Sunaarashi could tell the young man was of mixed descent even from this distance.

"Must be a noble," Sunaarashi muttered, wondering to himself what a noble would want with Poyo. After a moment, the desert endemic shrugged and smiled. Whatever the young wellborn was doing in Poyo, it would be fun to watch him get sucked dry of all his coin. Perhaps he would remain in the city just a bit longer...

0.25 INK received for post #2816398, located in Atlas City:

Sasha's eyes narrowed as Shinigami cried out in pain, but resisted the urge to shift again. Exorcisms weren't exactly a skill he could list on his resume, and he sighed softly to himself as Akiko regained her feet. The smell of ozone was strong around here, perhaps due to the extended use of Shinigami's powers.

Nodding to himself, Sasha glanced to the others. Perhaps they would have a different reaction to the news.

0.25 INK received for post #2816046, located in Atlas City:

Sasha glanced at the others, fighting hard to keep an excited grin from overtaking his face. It was obvious that the news was unsettling, but all Sasha could feel was... anticipation.

"Follow-up question," Sasha said after Henry. "How did you even enter this... dimension the creatures come from? And how did you return?"


Until I get a signature image, this is all I have.