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[Deliciously-Demonic]

Naughty Drima (D-D fully agrees)!

I'm curious, how many people have evil playthroughs? I have three, Aedan Gartho (Neutral Evil half-elf who turned Lawful Good thanks to Valen and Nathyrra's positive influence), Serene Charmane (Lawful Evil tiefling who Valen helped turn Chaotic Good through the influence of love. xD) and Mariana Sweetberry (Chaotic Evil human barbarian who took over Cania, fell in love with and corrupted Valen (she turned him to teh Dark Side) and enslaved Aribeth, Nathyrra and Mephistopheles. Deekin followed his Boss willingly, though he never agreed with her cruelty).
I blame Valen for the fact that two of my evil characters turned good. Mariana only stayed evil because I told myself she turned Valen into a Chaotic Evil character. It's like the Love Makes You Evil trope...but not quite. -rolls eyes-

[Drima]

I once tried to have a Neutral Evil character, but she turned into disgustingly Lawful Good-y two shoes ._. Now I just try to keep my charas in Chaotic Neutral.
Heh, if I counted all of my characters and described them in here I don't think anyone would read that wall of text xD I can populate the whole new reality with them xDDDD

[Meeszy Alexy]

I have one evil-aligned character - Rhaine Steel. She was originally Neutral Evil, but she turned Chaotic because I always end up playing Chaotic-aligned characters somehow. She didn't romance Valen - in fact, they both hated each other - and Valen betrayed her willingly for the greater good. Only Deekin remained loyal to her, but Rhaine had a soft spot for Deekin. (I just couldn't be mean to Deekin. Being mean to Valen crushed my heart enough without kicking Deekin. It's like kicking a puppy...)

[Deliciously-Demonic]

Heh, my list of NWN characters is currently my highest list (excluding my pen-and-paper D&D and my RPG sites). And I write character studies for most of them. Plus biographies. I could make a Deliciously-Demonic wiki. xD

I think playing an evil protaganist is refreshing. For once, the Hero/Heroine isn't interested in the Greater Good; they're selfish, cruel, and sometimes possibly worse the the Big Bad himself. I can complete Chapter One of HotU as an evil character...but not the last two. Blame Valen. Stupid sexy tiefling...
I suppose Valen would wonder why he loves Meriana when he hates everything about her and everything she stands for. Possibly, he would ask her why she's evil. Maybe even try to redeem her, 'show her the err of her ways.' Love Redeems, right? Well, not in my fantasy, kiddos. Sorry. He falls quickly prey to Mer's charismatic corruption and is soon no longer the Valen we know and love.

And I'm babbling, aren't I. xD Damn Easter Sunday. Plus I woke up to Ke$ha's Tic Tok.
Wake up in the morning, feelin' extra sh!tty.
What, that's not how it goes? Well...it's how I hear it. -rolls eyes- At least it wasn't Brittany Spears. -radio station suddenly turns to Brittany Spears- Goddammit, I need to stop Tempting Fate.
And maybe stop reading TVTropes so much...
I'm going to shut up now before I say something really stupid.

[Deliciously-Demonic]

I'm bored, so...
How Rikardo and Elizabeth met
He was watching the fire, when a sudden shriek rang out; from a woman, and a young one. Quickly, the sorcerer and the bard ran to the origin of the scream.

A scrawny, short little thing, who looked no older then 15, in mismatched leathers, with two badly-balanced shortswords, but a very impressive (and likely stolen, he thought) shortbow strapped to her. She parried an incoming axe-head, swung at her from...
Rik groaned. Orcs. Twelve of them. How he loathed the creatures. But he had to help, or the girl would die.

He flung a fireball at random, taking out two of the orcs and incapacitating a third. Deekin quickly dispatched it with a bolt to the head, leaving nine.

The girl caught Rik's eye, and gave him a thankful nod; then she suddenly let loose a whirlwind attack, slitting two throats and opening a gash in two chests. The orcs surrounding her fell, leaving five, which were killed with another fireball, a few bolts, and a spring attack from the girl.

When they were dead, the girl grinned at them.
"You really shouldn't drop your weapons," she said, tightening her grip on the hilts of her blades.
"We just helped you! Would you really attack us?" Rik protested.
"No. But there are others who would." she sniffed a bit, before standing up. "My name is Amewypadr." she said. "But since no one on this backwater plane can pronounce it to save their life, call me Elizabeth."
Rikardo smirked, leering at her. She wasn't bad, with a slight figure, chocolate brown hair, large moss green eyes and a lot of curves.
"I'm looking for a man named Rikardo. Know where I can find him?"
"Why?" he asked warily.
"To send word from his brother, and to join him."
"You came from Neverwinter?"
"Yeah."
His eyes widened; she had escaped the quarantine. This girl screamed 'bad-*ss mofo' He liked it.

(I haven't played SoU past Deekin, so be gentle, please.)
Rik's bro is Benton, Hero of Neverwinter, and he is bad-*ss redefined. But he's an Off-Screen Bad-*ss for the most part.

[tankgirly]

Darl, I want The Ranger's Tale update on FFN, pretty please.

*Start suffering from D-D withdraw.*

[Deliciously-Demonic]

I've been trying to write it, but I think I'll have to start this next chapter over. My muse is beng finicky again. I should probaby blackout from video games for a bit...but Valen! Fenris! Alistair! D: I can't abandon my boys!

-facedesk- I fail my willsaves every time...and I fail them harder then Merill fails her Cunning checks.

[tankgirly]

Deliciously-Demonic wrote...

I've been trying to write it, but I think I'll have to start this next chapter over. My muse is beng finicky again. I should probaby blackout from video games for a bit...but Valen! Fenris! Alistair! D: I can't abandon my boys!

-facedesk- I fail my willsaves every time...and I fail them harder then Merill fails her Cunning checks.

You will need to run a schedule like I am. Monday night game night, Tuesday night writing night, etc.

[Deliciously-Demonic]

Angst, teh delicious angaaaaaast. (Not necassarilly canon...)

He left me. He had left me. Just like they all did. They always leave me.
Valen ran past Rikardo and Deekin's table, a distraught look on his face, and sobs could be heard from the room he'd just left.
Why, mommy? Why do they always leave me?
Rikardo would know those sobs anywhere. He quickly ran to the room to see Elizabeth bawling like a child on the side of the bed.
What's wrong with me, mommy? Why doesn't he love me like he said he did? Am I a monster, mommy? Is that why?
"Gods, Elizabeth, what happened?" Rikardo asked softly, embracing his old friend comfortingly.
"Valen," she managed between sobs. "Left. He just...left!" she cried harder, becoming incoherant. The aasimar snarled to himself, then jumped up to pursue the tiefling.
Why mommy? Why do they do this? Why am I a monster? Why am I unlovable to them?
SMACK!
Rikardo halted Valen by brutally smashing his fist into the taller man's face.
"What the Hells, tiefling?!" Rik growled. "You swore to me you wouldn't hurt her! You swore you would protect her!"
"That's what I'm doing..." Valen said quietly.
"No, it's not! You're abandoning her! You know something, tiefling? Every man she's ever been with has run out on her just like this!" he laughed hollowly. "I guess it's true what they say...the more things change, the more they stay the same. Don't bother coming back, Valen. You try, and I will kick your *ss three ways from Sunday. Got that?" the aasimar made a rude gesture at him, and retreated back to comfort Elizabeth.
Why did my tiefling leave me, mommy? I never got to tell him our good news...and now Brother's scared him off for good. I'm scared, mommy. I want my tiefling back.

Er...D-D's having bad moodswings that induce odd, au angst? Not really INaH canon, but...yeah. It could easily happen. Then Liz magically snaps out of her depression, tracks Valen down and hauls his arse back, lol.

[Tashash]

Woah....Nice DD!

Angst Muffins for all! *hands around delicious Angst Muffins*

[Drima]

-munches on muffins- Yes, angst is delicious!

[Meeszy Alexy]

Angst is delicious. There is a reason why I love it, even if it does make me cry. That's why my current story has a truckload of it.

[Deliciously-Demonic]

I live for Angst. It's a drug to me. Maybe because I write it best next to fluff.
I've come up with a schedule like Tanky suggested, and hopefully my muse will cooperate. xD

Oh. My. Gods.
I just came up with an awesome idea;
DA2, but in...modern-like times. No guns or anything (since I hate guns. >_>) only the weapons they have in-game, but...MODERN.
I can do it to NWN, too.
YES.
-adds this to list of things to write about-

[Meeszy Alexy]

^ You're lucky - you're a mine of ideas, whereas it seems to take me forever to get mine. ^^;

[Deliciously-Demonic]

I consider it Cursed by Awesome. It's great I get a lot of ideas...not so great when I'm trying to stick to a certain story. :/

[Aldatariel Calentaur]

How right you are, DD!

It's hard to stick to one project (could be a mod, story or poem) when you get inspired all the time *and* are moody ...

Maybe I shouldn't have cheated on Valen ... just to get back on topic.

[Drima]

Plot bunnies hopping all over the place >.>

-pulls out bow- Valen, dear, would you like rabbit for dinner? >3

[Deliciously-Demonic]

I was thinking about the fact that I named Elizabeth's shortswords Pride and Desire, and Rikardo's dagger Envy, after the three Deadly Sins I consider the most evil, and I came up with a legend that ties into them.

Legend tells that Ynac, Uin Baubmac deity of war, demons and justice, forged seven weapons for his favored paladins. However, his holy warriors were corrupted by the power, and turned to blackguards of Ynac's most hated rival, Yhtanc, god of vengeance, devils and hate. The fallen paladins raged war on those of good, and against them rose six rebels, who eventually slew the blackguards and returned their cursed weapons, named after the Seven Deadly Sins, to the Gods. In hopes that those worthy of weilding them without malice and evil in their hearts would one day find the weapons, Ynac scattered them across the planes, knowing that fate would one day bring them to their masters, and their masters together, praying that they would use them for good.
The weapons are;
A Greatsword called Wrath, weilded by Benton (Rikardo's brother), a war-axe called Greed, weilded by a tiefling named Drigo, a longsword called Sloth, weilded by Drigo's twin sister, a tiefling named Drima, the dagger, Envy, weilded by Rikardo, a heavy flail called Gluttony weilded by a Uin Baubmacian girl named Auddrie, and the twin shortswords Pride and Desire, weilded by the one and only Elizabeth.

Legend and fate decree that these six do-gooders who mastered these godly weapons shall one day all meet, and prove to Ynac if they will use their powers for Good...or for Evil.

So, whatcha guys think? Craptastic, or did D-D have an Utter Stroke of Brilliance?

[Drima]

D-D is just very bored, that's all.

Drima. Sloth. :I
...You have no idea how right you are. xDDDDDDDDD

[Tashash]

I'm gonna go with stroke of brilliance DD - That's a really cool codex entry!

[Deliciously-Demonic]

Whew, I was worried for a bit.

Funny you should say that, Drima, considering their weapons bond with them according to which one they fall prey to easiest (Benton is easily bent by cruel words and insults, Rikardo envies many things (i.e, Valen and Elizabeth's relationship, his brother, humans in general), and Elizabeth is very prideful and noble, but is easily swayed by lust (You'd thing it'd be Rikardo falling prey to the latter, but nope, it's Liz.)
And you're not the only one making a cameo, either. In a tavern in Sigil, there's a bard named Alexy who sings of love between a Dracolich named Vickie and Bob the Gelenotious Cube, two mercanaries named Tashah and Tank who are drunkenly singing along, and a sorceress who insists on being called D-D talking to herself in the corner while scribbling away on some parchment.
And Rikardo has to hire all four of them to help him.
All. FOUR.
-cackles evilly and begins muttering to self about the precious tiefling who she must keeps-

EDIT:
Liz: Hello, gentleman.
Look at your girl.
Now back to me.
Back at your girl.
Now back to me.
...
Sadly, she isn't me.
But if she stopped acting like a wimp and Took a Level in Bad@ss she could smell like me.
Look down.
Back up.
Where are you?
You're in the Underdark,
with the girl your girl could smell like.
What's in your hand?
Back at me.
I just placed a bag of rothe droppings there.
Look again.
The droppings are now chocolate!
Anything is possible when your woman smells like a bad@ss and not like the Chick.
I'm on a tiefling.*
Da doo doo de doo doo da de doo~

-had too much sugar. Doesn't care-



*That was meant to inflict dirty thoughts, girls. You're not the only one thinking it. Hehe... >)

Modifié par Deliciously-Demonic, 27 avril 2011 - 06:46 .

[Tashash]

*Having hysterics* LOL, Can't. Breathe!

You crack me up DD.

On a Tiefling......Mmmmmmmm.

[Drima]

. . . (my head fell off because of too much laughter xD)

[Meeszy Alexy]

Drima: *hands you your head*

D-D: On a Tiefling? ...I'm glad it was intentionally dirty, or I'd feel like a pervert right now. ^^;

Also, yay for my strange crack pairing! VickyxSquorg OTP. *goes off to find an awesome tiefling/elf*

Modifié par Meeszy Alexy, 27 avril 2011 - 06:15 .

[Deliciously-Demonic]

Rikardo tried to do a OT3 with Valen and Elizabeth.
It didn't end well.
For him, anyhow.

"Hey, I'm looking fo some mercanaries." Rikardo said to the bartender. "They call themselves the PTFs."
Everything grew veeeey quiet, and suddenly a hand was on his shoulder. The bard from earlier, who had been singing the weird ballad about the Dracolich and something called Bobby Squorg, was gripping it tightly.
"You're looking for the PTFs?" she asked carefully.
"Yeah, someone said they could help me."
"We might be able to. What do you want?"
"I need to beak into the Fighting Arena on Dis to save a friend of mine."
"Hehe, break into the Arena? Why not, we haven't done anything mad in a while. Come with me, I'll get the others."
And so he followed the bard as she grabbed the two drunks who'd been singing along to her crazy song, and the sorceress in the corner who'd been talking to herself.
"I'm Alexy," the bard said. "These two are Tank and Tash, and the nutter there is called D-D."
"I'm not a nutter!" the sorceress objected fiercely. "I'm only half-mad!"
"Half-mad, nutter, tomato, tomahto." Alexy waved her hand dismissivley.
"Girls, this lovely man wants our help breaking into the Arena on Dis."
"A Baatezu fighting arena? Are you all barking mad?" D-D cried.
"You're the one who talks to herself." Tank mumbled.
"That's low, Tank. See if I ever cure your hangovers again."
"D-D, you need to boost Tash and Tank or we can't do this job."
"Fine!" the sorceress muttered some words and the two drunks miraclulously sobered.
"Can you teach me that?" Rikardo asked.
"No. I never give out spells I create." D-D said simply. "People'll just think I'm even more insane. Which I'm not! The only insane this I've ever done is stay with this group of wackjobs."
"You're the mad one, not us." Alexy objected.
"You wrote a balled about love between a Dracolich and a cube made of jello! Tank thinks she can see the future! Tash frequently hears voices in her head!"
"...you talk to yourself!" the bard snapped.
"Can we just go?"