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Nulix member of RPG for 14 years

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1,009,114 words written.
5,722 total posts.
176 words per post.
238 posts per roleplay.
300 average days in a roleplay.
24 universes joined.
89.00 INK received in tips.

Basic Information

Began Role Playing:
03 Mar 2007
Game Master:
Favorite Setting:
Fantasy and Sci-Fi

User statistics

Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:13 pm
Last visited:
Tue Mar 28, 2023 4:24 pm
Total posts:
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Most active forum:
Out of Character
(249 Posts / 3112.50% of user’s posts)
Most active topic:
Ultimate Organization (IC)
(78 Posts / 975.00% of user’s posts)

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Successfully created a universe for others.

Conversation Starter

Conversation Starter

Created your first topic!



Wrote your first piece in a universe!



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Participated in 10 different conversations on the forum!



Wrote over 80,000 total words!



Helped write the story of a universe that survived until the end (marked as "Completed") and was published to the Library.

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Arc Warden

Successfully created a storyline arc in an existing universe!

Person of Interest

Person of Interest

Created a character that was later followed by another user!

Friendly Beginnings

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Added over 20 posts to a storyline arc!



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11 created.
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11 inactive.
4 completed.

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.

Nebula's Dawn: F.S.S. Salient Completed

Nebula's Dawn Series Part I: A state of the art ship crewed with greenhorns and raw meat is led by an experienced sea dog on its maiden voyage. [Complete]

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

McKnight's Academy for the Fisted

They are nothing in the eyes of most, but perhaps, one day, they too will reach the stars.

Lords of Rock

A desert planet on the edge of charted space, its people engulfed in endless civil war. But some of them want more. They are nothing in the eyes of most but perhaps, one day, they too will reach the stars.

The Great Guild Fortune

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

Space Pirates

The crew of the Duchess pillage their fortune in a galaxy ruled by various species and governments. The Pirates have had a less than stellar success rate, but with adventure on the galactic horizon, their journey has only just begun!


"Used to think the city was broken; result of bad cops, bad mayors, bad people in power- a neon Seoul for our neo souls. But I was wrong. Nothings broken. It works exactly as it’s meant to."

Nomad Clan

"The clans are divided, fractured, apart. But when you look down from the stars the desert is calm, and all of us in it are in one nomad clan."

Most Tipped Posts

30.00 INK received for post #2817712, located in The Rockaverse:

Qunith snorted and closed an eye, taking aim at the second beetle. At their booted feet was a small pile of pebbles that they'd taken from the shore...

25.00 INK received for post #2817710, located in The Rockaverse:

"Ah, finally," Thellani smiled, grabbing his breeches. "Men and women of science. The power of Academia!"


The river boats swayed gently. The expedition was given a duo of boats, propelled by punt. Seru stood at the back of one of the wooden boats, Captain Ash at the back of another. Trailing behind them were three more boats filled with cultist warriors. Not a huge force, but doubling their numbers for any trouble ahead. So far the river had been much like the desert before it. Flat, swaying, too narrow for comfort in parts. Every dune that surrounded them looked like the last.

From the boats they spotted movement. A baby beetle crawling up the dune, chunks of sand falling beneath it's unsteady legs. Qunith leaned over the side of the boat. Their chain rattled as they rose a rock and pelted it at the creature. It struck head on, causing the creature to bleed and topple down the dune, into the waves of the river...

15.00 INK received for post #2817602, located in The Rockaverse:

The boy frowned and left to go back on the ship. Their rest stop was nearly over, and Argent had quickly proven himself no hero.


"What is going on?!" Thellani exclaimed, emerging from his tent and stuffing his shirt into his trousers...

5.00 INK received for post #2817709, located in The Horat-verse:

The roar of a bear shook the battlefield as a trio of Tengu held Kaor down. Flaming arrows were launched at the great warrior, piercing her armour and bringing her to the ground.

"Hey!" Yuwen exclaimed, running forward with swords drawn. "Back off the bear!"

2.00 INK received for post #2817222, located in The Horat-verse:

Prefect Ro searched Ginchiyo's face for a moment, his brown eyes meeting hers. "I'm- married to the job," He explained, displaying perhaps the most humanity he was capable of. Despite the officer's awkwardness his demeanour towards Lo-Muna and Ginchiyo seemed to shift. It was in small details: the way he lowered his parchment pad, or how he'd uncrossed his arms. Prefect Ro suddenly seemed less threatening. It was a warm summer night after all, and the smells and sounds of the festival beckoned for him to return.

Small footsteps clacked. The trio of prefects turned to see a goblin in sea-fairing wear approach. "If it helps I saw everything," The goblin spoke up.

"And?" The prefect asked.

They smiled at Ginchiyo and Lo-Muna before turning back to Ro, staring up with cat-like goblin green eyes. "The truth. Every word," They replied. "A game of mahjong with two shady characters. She won. The pair of sore losers caused a scene and threw her straight into this man's cart."

"And your name, miss?"

"Not a miss," The goblin corrected. "And it's Jensu. Captain Jensu."

"Well," Prefect Ro began, turning from the goblin captain to the vendor, the beast-man, and the wild-woman. "Seems cleared up to me."

Ginchiyo had begun to negotiate a small reparation fee to the man when screams cut through. The prefects turned to see an pale blue figure a head above the rest of the crowd, running toward the town square. Just then, a sound began to echo out from the gate. The village bell.

The street stopped dead at the sound, the festivities and merriment of the festival drawing to a close. And then came the panic. Ro frowned as suddenly the citizens of Poyo rushed down the street, pushing past the mini crime scene. "It's the village bell," One of the two teenage guards informed nervously as they began to run off with the crowd. "There’s some sort of trouble out there!"

“I knew this holiday was cursed!” The other guard screamed as he ran after his partner.

"Quickly!" A voice called through the crowd. Ro turned to see the town crier yelling out over the citizens. "A state of emergency has been issued! Everyone to the town centre!" He announced. “To the safety of the village square!”

"Altan! Huo!" Ro commanded his two lieutenants. The prefects snapped to attention. "Forward by my lead."
Ro turned to face Lo-Muna, Jensu, Ginchiyo and the racist. “Stay with us,” He said before hurrying forward down the street. The brass whistle that hung from his neck bounced at his step. His long green armour rattled. His hand held down a short-sword, and on his back a tower-shield swung with each step. Upon it's bronze ribs were the yunish characters for the raging rivers province and the word prefect. Poyo was a small village, and the handful of prefects in town were perhaps the only skilled lawman in miles.

Ro pushed passed a screaming crying citizen, making way for the four to follow toward the town-square. All the while the bell rang on…


Inside the Golden Peach Inn the bell was heard loud and clear. And it was though the mood of the tavern shifted all in one moment. Takai, Suiken, and Namari were suddenly struck by an onslaught of patrons rushing towards the exits en masse. They pushed and shoved as they did, nearly knocking Ren’s booth in.

A guard on the street outside stuck their head into one of the inn’s shoji curtains. He was breathing heavily. "Quickly! Poyo is in a state of emergency: everyone to the town square!" He called out to the inhabitants. “Trust me. You want to be as far from the walls as possible." With a heavy swallow he too ran off with the crowd of citizens toward the centre of town.

The waitress too hurried, avoiding the cook who leapt out from the kitchen and collided face first into Kaor’s side. The cook fell to the ground before Xanth and Kaor as the waitress making a swift exit.


As Yamato drunkenly approached the east gate to the village the bell began to ring from the walls above. The loose assemblage of guards atop the wall’s ramparts were running frantically. Even in his drunken state, the tengu knew something was wrong.

"Hey!" A guard called out to the ronin as he slid down a ladder and staggered to into a run. He was a young man, late teens, perhaps early twenties, covered in spots. And looking like he’d never before wielded the spear that was now gripped between his sweaty palms. "Something's happening... I, I think we're under attack." He blinked at Yamato, noticing his trio of blades. "You've got to get to the village centre. We could use your help... and the Mayor will pay anyone who helps!" The guard nodded at him and began to run with the rest of the populace, hoping he’d follow.


The bells were faintest on the village outskirts: farmlands outside the wall but inside the Poyo's radius. And through the fields were sparse families too ran. A single boy pelted down the dirt road toward the walls, ramming violently into Sunaraashi as he did, who’d wandered outside the festival grounds. The boy stood and backed up slowly, looking at the strange Sunen in fear. "…Are you going to eat me?" He whispered, his voice trembling.


Samyan and her two dolls had run from the scene of their crimes directly into the cobblestone laden village square. To Samyan’s surprise, she was not the only one running, as beside her crowds began to pour into the square in panic. Bells were ringing from the village walls.

Before her towered the town-hall tower, and standing before it was a figure of red-stone decked in ancient armour, holding out a banner high in the air. His face was expressionless, his body unmoving and built out of glistening red stone. It was a statue of a noble yunish man from ages passed, propped up in the centre of the square. The stature stared Samyan down as if to tell her she did not belong here, in the heart of Yunishness. And perhaps the gods were about to make her pay for her deceit.


Several streets over Yuwen strolled calmly as the people ran forward toward the distant town square. It was filling to the brim with the citizenry and visiting guests to the port village. A small smirk grew on his face: both because he knew how badass he looked walking calmly in the chaos, and two... because he caused this.