Who the fuck are you? I am a human being just like you. Honest.
Why the hell do you want to play here? see above. (alt. answer: because the Luggage won't stop fucking staring at me until I write this app)
What other roleplays have you been a part of? you already know
What character do you want to throw into this nonsensical garbage? The Luggage.
Have you ever roleplayed them before? If so, post some links. If not, write some stuff about them.
The Luggage is a travelling trunk. Literally. Being constructed of sapient pearwood, it can follow its master, the self-styled Wizzard Rincewind, absolutely anywhere using hundreds of little legs. It appears to have several interiors: it can contain things larger than should fit, and may - depending on context - open to reveal freshly washed and folded laundry, a heap of treasure, or a tongue as red as mahogany surrounded by sycamore teeth. This last is entirely capable of eating things and, indeed, people - and the only thing so consumed ever to have been seen again was a book of spells, which it spat out after sulking for three days.
The violent behaviour of the Luggage can be attributed to three things. Firstly, sapient pearwood comes from areas previously subject to enormous amounts of magic, so it's hardly surprising it's ticked off. Second, it is incredibly protective of its owner, and anyone making threatening moves against the Wizzard is liable to suffer extreme injury - trampling, bites, and being swallowed are all common results. Thirdly and lastly, the Luggage will never allow anything to get in its way of returning to its master, and simply does not care about the devastation it leaves in its wake.
Last but not least, give us your character's standard "holy shit, I woke up in a mysterious world for no apparent reason! What the shit is going on!?" intro post.
[The Luggage's snoring - a sound like a log being sawn - ceases, and it stands. It performs a slow, shuffling turn. Its master is nowhere to be seen. No matter. Sapient pearwood can follow its master anywhere, and he appears at least to be in this reality. It is a start. Still, it does not like to be separated from him. If it finds out who is responsible for this, it will probably get very angry indeed.]
[The murderous chest turns slowly to face the direction in which - it knows, though even if it could speak it could never tell you how - it will find its owner, and begins to walk.]
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Date: 2014-01-26 07:56 pm (UTC)Why the hell do you want to play here? see above. (alt. answer: because the Luggage won't stop fucking staring at me until I write this app)
What other roleplays have you been a part of? you already know
What character do you want to throw into this nonsensical garbage? The Luggage.
Have you ever roleplayed them before? If so, post some links. If not, write some stuff about them.
The Luggage is a travelling trunk. Literally. Being constructed of sapient pearwood, it can follow its master, the self-styled Wizzard Rincewind, absolutely anywhere using hundreds of little legs. It appears to have several interiors: it can contain things larger than should fit, and may - depending on context - open to reveal freshly washed and folded laundry, a heap of treasure, or a tongue as red as mahogany surrounded by sycamore teeth. This last is entirely capable of eating things and, indeed, people - and the only thing so consumed ever to have been seen again was a book of spells, which it spat out after sulking for three days.
The violent behaviour of the Luggage can be attributed to three things. Firstly, sapient pearwood comes from areas previously subject to enormous amounts of magic, so it's hardly surprising it's ticked off. Second, it is incredibly protective of its owner, and anyone making threatening moves against the Wizzard is liable to suffer extreme injury - trampling, bites, and being swallowed are all common results. Thirdly and lastly, the Luggage will never allow anything to get in its way of returning to its master, and simply does not care about the devastation it leaves in its wake.
Last but not least, give us your character's standard "holy shit, I woke up in a mysterious world for no apparent reason! What the shit is going on!?" intro post.
[The Luggage's snoring - a sound like a log being sawn - ceases, and it stands. It performs a slow, shuffling turn. Its master is nowhere to be seen. No matter. Sapient pearwood can follow its master anywhere, and he appears at least to be in this reality. It is a start. Still, it does not like to be separated from him. If it finds out who is responsible for this, it will probably get very angry indeed.]
[The murderous chest turns slowly to face the direction in which - it knows, though even if it could speak it could never tell you how - it will find its owner, and begins to walk.]