Anyway, for those who don’t know what IAW is (In Another World), it’s basically a scenario series I’ve made where the fan characters are in a different world, lifestyle, species, etc.
So I’m going to make a forum about it. However I wanted to tell u guys the specific types of forums that will come out of it. If the one I start out with gets a good following, I’ll make another.
The FIRST one will be centered around WHAT IF, meaning that characters will be restarted from before they knew each other. This will let u have different powers, backstories, and such for your characters, and my personal favorite, in it u will be able to have different love-interests.
Note: These forums are NOT cannon, and therefore do NOT affect any of my of your characters in their ACTUAL lives, meaning, u can have your character be with three different people over different periods of time, but still have them be with their kanon love-interest NORMALLY.
(If the first is successful) The seconde will most-likely be based around the Mob Suez stories. I’m hoping to do this so that I can get meer ideas for the IAW series.
fan this artikel if u like the idea. If I get at least four of five, I’ll make it, but again, I want people to stick with it.
Also if u can please check out the Vacation rp that Mephiles97 made, and my spin-off Mobius Academy forum “Academy of Chi”.
Thanks,
EAT PIE AND PROSPER
My first story, so, if u wanna make suggestions, post of a forum ill make in a bit.
The old streets eminated of fossil fuels burning, roadkill and sadness. The ally was scattered with boxes, empty glass bottles and pieces of old news paper. In the distance, a siren went off and dogs yipped to eachother in thier own language. The streets felt cold and filled with the sorrow of the people around.
My body felt cold as ice. I longed to be warm and safe. I wished I had some money to get something to eat, but who would listen to a stray? No one. I curled up in a ball, attempting to get warm, as I drifted into a small rest.
I worried if the wrong person would find me here in this ally, alone in this cold, dark allyway. I dismissed this worry and held the arms of false hope, whispering false facts into my freezing ears.
I believed the false hope's bitterly cold arms were a sign I was alive.
The old streets eminated of fossil fuels burning, roadkill and sadness. The ally was scattered with boxes, empty glass bottles and pieces of old news paper. In the distance, a siren went off and dogs yipped to eachother in thier own language. The streets felt cold and filled with the sorrow of the people around.
My body felt cold as ice. I longed to be warm and safe. I wished I had some money to get something to eat, but who would listen to a stray? No one. I curled up in a ball, attempting to get warm, as I drifted into a small rest.
I worried if the wrong person would find me here in this ally, alone in this cold, dark allyway. I dismissed this worry and held the arms of false hope, whispering false facts into my freezing ears.
I believed the false hope's bitterly cold arms were a sign I was alive.
