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Welcome, reader. This page is transcribed from the reflections of Conflict, for the "pretend you're insane" quarter. If you'll just bear with me.
What I want is the novel. I crave the new, the edge, the experimental, the untested. What are the limits of this art style? Let's stretch them as much as possible. Can we tell a story of the birth of a species? Can we successfully perform a roleplay with only onomatopoeia? Can we play a protagonist vs. an intrinsically evil/malicious world?
Let's make a world, or destroy one together. Let's fight each other for dominance over the roleplay, constantly trying to twist the events to our favor. Let's make up a word, and then base the whole roleplay around it. Let's play with creatures combine and split - with creatures that boil over, spilling their traits around them - with immortal beings consumed with ennui. Let's play the physical embodiments of various concepts. Let's break the fourth wall and then every other rule in the book, and a couple of minds while we're at it.
I crave the characters lurking in the deepest parts of your mind. The tormented souls, the failed geniuses, the wronged demons, the hopeless obsessives, the romantic lunatics. Tell me about them!
I give you full control, reader. Post here, send me a PM, beat your keyboard with your fists, cut off all of your hair tonight at exactly 7:10 pm, the choice is yours. If you're a mod, I give you full permission to edit or delete this post however you want! Enjoy, friends. I hope to hear from you soon.