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[Paladin]

Rules of Conduct

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No internet 'lingo'
- This is just annoying for people who have to read it. The occasional lol won't get you into trouble, but excessive usage, such as entire posts in 'leet speak', will result in warnings.

Don't be a douche.
- Yeah, you heard me. If anyone gets to be a jackass, its me. But then since I run the joint, that would be my right. The rest of you, don't be a jerk.


New Character Rules

Psychics
- The abilities of Psychics are rooted in their creation by the God Timus. Without Psychic Magic, Time Magic would not function, making Timus as God of Time the defacto God of Psychic Powers as well. As such only the following Races will be approved as Psychics;
- Humans
- Ether Walkers
- Ethereals

This list is subject to change, but announcements will be made if it is altered.

Cross-Breeds
- Most of the denizens of Tal'Vorn are capable of inter-breeding. This can lead to some interesting combinations. However, in order to avoid our Mods going bat-poop insane trying to work out what your 1/12th Beast and 3/7th Merman should receive in the way of Racials, we have a very simple rule;
- If you are less then 50% of a certain Race, then you can receive no more then one Racial from that Race.

Please note that in the case of Cross-Breed Psychics, you will need to have at least 50% human blood stock.

-The following Races have Cross-Breeding limitations;
- Ether Walkers: May not be cross-bred under any circumstances.
- Angels: Only Fallen Angels may cross-breed.
- Lar'K'Leth: May not be cross-bred under any circumstances.
- Venai: May not be cross-bred under any circumstances.
- Anvar/Western Anvar: May not be cross-bred under any circumstances.
- Beasts: May be cross-bred, but the offspring will be a Beast, albeit a Beast with a strange Racial or Psychic powers.


Approval of Characters

The approval of all characters is done under a dual mod basis. As such, please be patient, as both Mods may wish to ask you questions and confer about your character.


Collecting New Items

I have the intention of, eventually, incorperating a Barter system into Tal'Vorn but for the moment the rule is simple. You keep what you kill. If you kill, say, a DragonLord, then you can keep his weapons and anything else he was carrying until the end of the thread. Then the judging Mod will determine how much you worked for the items and if you can keep them.




Unacceptable Actions in RPing


The people who never miss a single shot no matter how hard it is (Aimbotters).

A: My cohort of a thousand and one gymnast-ninjas closes around you, their giant skillets drawn, ready to pummel you to a bloody pulp.
B: Unfortunately for them, I have god-like skills with a firearm; with a single bullet, I kill five hundred of your ninjas who have conveniently lined up right in front of me, and the same bullet ricochets of even-more conveniently placed rocks to kill five hundred more! I then pick a rock, with which I peg the last of your minions in the groin.

The people who can't be hit or just shrug it off (god-moders).

A: Your feet are stuck in a block of cement, and you have just been thrown into a piranha-infested lake.
B: Whoosh! I miraculously escape from my bounds and swim safely back to the shore, forgetting that thousands of anthropophagus fish are avidly seeking out my sweet and pink flesh!

The people who never are without a weapon and ammo (idkfa-ers).

A: You're all out of ammo for all five of your Ingram submachine guns. Since you're buck-naked, I know I can now safely step into the open and begin returning fire.
B: Ha! Little did you know, I have twelve shuriken hidden within my pubic hair!

The people who have absurdly strong powers (twinks).

A: You are but a child, yet you attack me? So be it; I will not retaliate.
B: Fool! I am in fact an Alien God reincarnated in the body of an Earthling teenager with severe angst and deep-seated emotional problems! Therefore, all common sense is suspended when roleplaying with me! Oh, and I stole your girlfriend, because I'm ALL-POWERFUL!

The people who 'balance' their characters by having a massive but irrelevant weakness and massive powers (min-maxers).

A: I'm curious; how can your sword is capable of cutting through everything, material and incorporeal, send out bolts of Godly Smiting, grants you 700% bonuses on your attack damage against living, undead and immortal creature-types, gives you an unlimited use of the Conjuration spell: Booty Call, and gets satellite? It must have huge drawbacks, right?
B: Of course! It gives me -100 Bonus-to-hit against Senile Old Farts with Lyme Disease and Gonorrhea, is ineffective against Slug-type creatures of Size: Extremely Tiny and is weak against bat guano fermented in the gym socks of an Eons-Old deity.

The people who use Out Of Character knowledge to get an edge (Miss Cleos).

A: ((OOC: There's a secret switch hidden in the lamp.))
B: I suddenly think to myself-- why not check the lamp for hidden switches? Call me now for your free reading!

The people who do things in hindsight (McFlys).

A: At last! We have broken through the defenses of the Evil Lich's Ungodly Dungeon, killed his pet Undead Dragon and felled the Demonic Guardians of his chambers! The final battle is at hand! We shall soon be victorious!
B: Uh, AHA! You have fallen into my, uh, trap! Because this is not really my Evil Dungeon of Evil-Doing, but an illusion generated by the spores of some magical fungus that you've inadvertently consumed! Which are also violently poisonous, giving you only twenty four hours to live! And you've been sleeping for the last twenty three hours, fifty-nine minutes and fifty-five seconds! No, I am not making this up at all! It's true! I just forgot to mention it, that's all!

The people who RP other people's characters for them (Puppetmasters).

A: I step carefully into the room, peering around for occupants.
B: Suddenly a dragon pokes you in the eye. You run screaming from the room, go home, make a pickle sandwich, and call your mother to cry about how she ruined your life.

The people who RP completely irrelevant things (Daydreamers).

A: In the middle of the intense shootout, I dash across the narrow alley, ducking and weaving in hopes to avoid getting hit. I'm unsuccessful; two bullets peg me in the shoulder, throwing me back into a Dumpster.
B: The bullets make me think back to my days as a youth, when I had to melt down tin soldiers to use as musket balls against the Redcoats... or was it redskins? I can't remember. Anyway, I had to walk uphill all three ways to school and back, running from glaciers all the while. It was torture, lemme tell ya. And then there's the story of how I met my first wife...

The people who RP actions and time against others while the others aren't present (Shoe elves).

A: ((OOC: Well, gotta go to bed. Big neurosurgery test tomorrow.))
B: Ho, ho, ho! Now that the loser's gone to bed, I can throw his character in a giant cannon and shoot him into a brick wall, opportunely made out of solidified honey and fire ants!

The people who ignore or alter RPs that they don't like (Revisionists).

A: You chose the blue pill? Ooh, tough luck.
B: Red! I said red! And you can't say you can read my last post!

The people who RP an absurdly time consuming sequence occuring between other people's actions (Speedhackers).

A: I walk to the door and step outside.
B: Suddenly, twelve men grab you, carry you off to my secret lair in Tibet, and torture you for weeks. When you finally die from the agony, we bury you in the frozen wastes. Hundreds of years later, archaeologists discover your frozen body and try to determine if you're another Lucy.

The people who play as characters that are completely impossible (Oxymorons).

A: I'm a farmer with a shotgun.
B: I'm a sterile old man who got a vasectomy at the age of twelve, went back in time and became my own half-brother's uncle's grandfather!

The people who arbitrarily declare themselves the winner with instant death attacks (Baghdad Bobbits).

A: I fire at the stationary target, hitting twice but missing with my remaining four rounds.
B: I get tired of your realistic RPing style and poke you in the neck, collapsing your trachea. You die writhing in torment.

The people who've taken actions before they start RPing (Gaseous Snakes).

A: I walk to the door and open it.
B: I placed a bomb there beforehand. It explodes and you are blown into tiny bits of bloodied coal.

The people who pull-in elements that were approved in an unrelated RP (Augustines).

A: Given that this RP's technology base is medieval, I happily drive my cart to the market to buy some maggot-ridden meat.
B: Too late! I already got there in my Gundam and blew up everything with my insanely overpowered weapons! And don't start whining, because my Gundam's already pre-approved in the "This Is Not a Medieval Technology Base RP" thread.

The people who gain abilities as they need them with no prior exposure (Trinities).

A: My character was raised by a gang leader in the harsh conditions of a slum. From this, he learned to wield small firearms fairly effectively and has limited driving abilities.
B: My character was born on a remote jungle island and can fly or drive anything and use any gun with perfect aim, and hack into the greatest supercomputer of the universe with a calculator and a banana peel.

The people who pick-up things that spawn from seemingly nowhere (Quakers).

A: My character has been granted immunity to all weapons, magical or mundane, as well as spells of all levels by a great Scandinavian God! The only way to tear through my nigh-impenetrable defenses would be to shoot me with an arrow made from mistletoe tipped with a poison concocted from the sac of a celestial cobra and the urine of a rainbow Yeti!
B: * arrow made from mistletoe tipped with a poison concocted from the sac of a celestial cobra and the urine of a rainbow Yeti * "I don't know why I always carried this, but I knew it would come in handy one day."


The people who take over a thread and perform actions that dramatically affect everyone in the thread (Hi-Jackers).

A: Ok! Our base is under attack and we have to defend it!
B: *Goes and activates the base's self destruct* Everybody run you have three minutes!

The people who go around with an excessive number of overpowered NPCs.

A: I sat quietly at table in the Cowering Ogre's Tavern.
B: I enter with my horde of ten thousand law-ninjas who are ready to sue your ass into oblivion!



Punishments

All punishments will be dealt according to mod's discretion. We trust our mods, that's why they're mods. But, if you feel you've been punished unfairly, contact an admin with the problem.