Nope, but because everyone is the winner
User Who Posts Last Comment Wins
I see.
haha interesting.. but what is the reward?
The joy of knowing you're the winner.
No reward. There is no honor, no merit, no accomplishment. Just meaningless pride. But the competition is much more lax now. I’m just coming here to chat really.
Our roleplaying was pretty good I think. It shouldn't have killed this thread (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
I don't know what's happening here but...looks like fun :D
We roleplayed earlier. Want to join? We can do it again!
itsmeTuba Roleplayed huh? Sounds weirdly interesting if i knew what it meant. Lol...
It's basically everyone assigns a role to themselves and improvise what to say. The other person continues to respond.
There is no narration, the dialogue is supposed to give information on the setting and characters as well.
Some should start, not me though.
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I mean are we continuing the previous one with more people or should we start a new one?
I'd liked to play also.
So how is this going to start?
Texas you can play too. I think we should just start all over since so many people are here, what do you guys think?
Lets do an adventure one this time?
Hehe, I won
Sure let's begin our adventure, where do we start in a tavern?
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System Online.
Greetings players and welcome to Last Comment, a co-op game about saving the world.
An unknown user accidentally started a war between various large factions.
The war went on for several days and many lives were lost.
Forum Bot Queen, the only entity with the power to stop the war, gave the warriors a chance to prove themselves but in reality it was a test.
Eventually a warrior was enlightened and shared their newfound knowledge with others
Peace was declared.
But the only person who could enforce this peace, the Forum Bot Queen, was nowhere to be found.
Players, you have been summoned to solve this situation.
Do you wish to begin this journey?
“Confirm.” I answered from within the system space. A soft light gradually enveloped me as my surroundings started to change. Materializing in front of me was the warm inside of what looked to be a tavern. I looked around the dozens of tables and didn’t spot anyone.
‘I guess I must be the first one here’.
I looked to the bar and standing there was a well-kept, broad-shouldered man with a handlebar mustache cleaning the inside of a mug. He met my glance with a nod and continued working.
Without anything else to look at, I looked down at myself. I was wearing a dark cloak with leather gear under it and a pair of sharp, iron daggers at my waist. I also had a vial of poison hidden in an easy to access pocket. I was a rogue.
Once I had a good grasp of my situation, I decided to ponder on the story the system introduced while waiting for other players to join.