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    1. Introductions

      Post here to introduce yourself to the Valucre roleplay community. Returns can post here too.

    2. Water Cooler

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  2. Genesaris

    1. Genesaris Roleplay Information

      The birthplace of airships and land of bounty hunters supports anything from science fantasy to steampunk to medieval roleplay, the land of Genesaris is diverse in race and religion, awaiting your exploration. Indulge in the lore – from the national flag to nationwide events – of the largest continent of Valucre.

    2. Kingdoms of Genesaris

      Take an airship or use any means at your disposal to travel to the sprawling cityscapes of Genesaris, from the perpetual darkness of Saint Desolatus to the great Carmine Empire. Visit the capitals of each land, or create and discover mysterious new villages and towns unlisted on the map.

    3. Orisia Isle

      A beautiful, tropical island nation, Orisia is commonly referred to as the Island of Summer. An embodiment of peace, equality, and balance, this small country off the eastern coast of Genesaris prides itself on diversity and cherishes its many inhabitants.

  3. Tellus Mater

    1. T.M. Roleplay Information

      Information about the roleplay setting Tellus Mater, including the lands of Renovatio, Alterion, and Elendaron

    2. Renovatio

      Renovatio is a collection of floating landmasses created in the First Cycle of Creation by their abstract cosmic God-King, AV. Combining many unique cultures, Renovatio offers a diverse and exciting experience for all players.

    3. Alterion

      The birthplace of combat Alchemy, Alterion occupies southern Tellus Mater and hosts three city states constantly in political turmoil. In this blend of dark science fantasy and horror, nothing is out of the cards and no one is safe.

  4. Terrenus

    1. Terrenus Roleplay Information

      The birthplace of magitech and home to savage wilds and cities of monsters, Terrenus marries elements of fantasy and science fiction to present a unique science fantasy setting. It is ruled by Odin Haze, king to the people and Saint of Gaianism, and managed by the military. Use this board to find information on artifacts, quests, bounties, and more.

    2. Cities of Terrenus

      Use this board to roleplay in any one of the major cities of Terrenus, from the trade center of Casper to the technological wonder of Hell's Gate. Big cities are tags you can apply to threads, and smaller properties are pinned threads that you can add as a text tag in your thread title.

    3. Wilds of Terrenus

      Explore the savage wilds of Terrenus, including magical forests, frozen tundras, high mountains, plains and islands. Use this board to roleplay in any of the landmark areas of the nation.

  5. Other

    1. Alternative

      Any type or genre of RP that does not fit within the Valucre canon can go here. Must still abide by Code of Conduct. 

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      I wish you good luck. I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't dumb as you look. But, if it's really true what people sayin', and you call yourself playin' with my name, then I really know you fucked. Trust, I'll be around forever 'cause my skills is tip-top to any amateur niggas that wanna get rocked.
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      Was about to sign up for your date thread and it's closed! 
      Oh well, love is dead! 
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  • Recent Roleplay

    • Creg started walking towards the door, and another patron fell in line with his steps, their third-in-command. Name of Svag Pinträ, he had been with the company for a number of years and was in good standing with most members, Creg included. None of the band used his name due to the unfortunate naming sense of his parents and a string of unfortunate losses resulting from associated incidents. Most simply referred to him as 'Third'. Third kept his voice low, addressing Creg in manner that would prevent eavesdropping, saying, "This is a serious matter, aye boss? You normally don't take tha' pawns among us unless you are preparing for casualties." Creg nodded slightly, confirming Third's words. "Take some of ya closest men and women and 'ide for a few weeks. Matter of fact, don't return unless I personally come ta get ya'. I got a bad feelin' in ma gut. Ya got it?" Third didn't respond with words, and simply turned back towards the tables he had been lurking near earlier. He whispered to a few men and women, and they all got up and retreated out of the back of the establishment. Creg returned his attention to his right, seeing Joey making his way over. He pushed open the front door, and went out onto the deck to wait for their client, Joey right behind him.
    • Creg smirked, before answering, "Soon. We are escorting a client of, er, very 'igh importance. So yous' all better be on ya best behavior, otherwise not even I can save ya from tha' cruel clutches of fate. Aye?" The nine in front of him kept grinning as though they had not a care in the world. "Aye, boss, whatever ya say!" answered the nine in unison.  Creg's smirk didn't so much as waver at their response, but he was mentally calculating the losses they would suffer when the nine idiots in front of him were inevitably killed. He nodded, saying, "Alright, aye, yous' all are a passionate lot for sure. Yous' all are the best of the best that we 'ave at the minute, so yous'll 'ave to do. Go get ya affairs in order, and be ready ta go at my word." He turned away from the group, looking for his younger brother. Spotting him across the room, he made eye contact and nodded to signal his intent to regroup. Joey nodded back, and returned to his conversation to wrap it up.
    • As the conversation progressed, the Empress came with a loaded question. Why....Why did people follow him. Multiple answers came to mind, though he sufficed to narrow it down to a few good potential answers. "Perhaps it is because of my ambitions, perhaps it is because I don't force anyone to follow...Or maybe it's because I saved them in their time of need. I'm certain there's no one true answer." He paused as he silently continued to mull over the question in his head. He had never truly considered nor cared why any of the people that followed him did. Koji only cared that the people did follow him, and that he hadn't a single need to force himself on any of them. Considering the strict way of life his nation held, with few yet harsh laws known as the Emperor's Kodo, it was almost a surprise that Koji couldn't be tagged as one of the many conquerors that have been finding their way to lands both near and far. It would be a lie to say that he hadn't forced his way, though it was ironically convenient that he hadn't the need still to force his acceptance beyond establishing it.  "You and your Emperor are welcome to visit at any time, announced or otherwise. Perhaps during a visit you can ask some of my citizens why they follow me and get a more accurate answer to your question." With as much mystery as there was surrounding his title and his Dynasty, it came to no surprise that she was interested in investigating first hand what exactly was so unique about him or his growing Empire. Especially considering he was so eager to worm his way into cahoots with them and the entirety of A.N.T. formally. He stepped into their home and captured a glimpse of it, it was only natural for them to want to take a peak at his home. "What about Taen, or did you have more questions about the Datsuzoku?"
    • Ra sighed softly as she eyed the Mistress. Of course the humes always said that to act brave. Some feigning confidence to fool those around them. She hated the false bravado. So she said nothing to the other's words.  It would been seen how the mistress handled the underdepths. Ra opened the cave entrance slowly, as it made a click and rumbling sound. The ground shook as the door slid downward. The elf then shook her head and walked inside.  It was dark for a moment. Ra danced in the empty space, her hands waved forward as sparks hit the torches, lighting up the cave as she came to a stop. The energy within felt so negative, so heavy.  I can sense something beyond this point. The first set of trials seems to have started... Don't you desire power? Wealth? The knowledge of all, knoweldge of magic and artifacts? Desire the power to create others to your will? Strength? Come in and see me my dears.  The door creaked open as a beautiful autumn coloured curled hair demoness sat there. Dressed in a brown dress barely covering her voluptuous and boastful body. Her voice seductive, the taste almost of honey. Her amber eyes staring at the pair. She patted the seat next to her, a black heart mirror rod, The Autumn Mist, sat in her lap.  You desire it all don't you? Come and have tea with me? It's been so lonely since I had company.  Her name was Libra. A desire demon of wishes and dreams. She smiled at the mistress, her eyes peering into her.
    • Captain Becky's head ached harshly for the moment, a drop of blood leaking from one of her nostrils. While the trauma of the subject she abused was much worse, she suffered some herself thanks to not leaving her mind before the Asian woman was shot and killed. As much as she wished to go after them all now, she was in no condition to play Rambo and try to take them all herself. With her wounded mind recuperating, she was unable to reach out to her remaining squad mates telepathically. And thanks to the knock knock at the cockpit, the girl were more likely to hear that commotion over what transpired back where the prisoners were being held. Begrudgingly, Rebecca had no choice but to find a corner to hide in. There would be no catching anyone or doing anything if she was dead. Meanwhile, Daphne and Taylor proceeded strategically through the fray left in the wake of the Blitzkrieg that ruined the bridge. Cautiously, they moved through the smoke and around the bodies, most of them yet not all of them quite dead. They could hear shouting in the distance, though thanks to the prior commotions of explosions an what not, there was no telling the source or hearing what was specifically yelled. The pilots tried their best to remain calm from the breech to every moment after. Continuing their flight path as originally intended, they were frozen in fear. The co-pilot looked to the pilot, and with a shifting of his eyes he signaled to him that he should respond to them verbally. He was the pilot after all. Pilot: "PLEASE! We'll do whatever you say, just don't shoot. I have, had a wife...but I still have two beautiful kids!" Co-Pilot: "..."