#semper mort

[cbeedoodles]

Larping is so much fun :D here are some doodles of my character RADz to help me get back into the headspace

[tg-i]

My other stuff that I drew for Paintbrush OCs!! I guess I really like drawing in squares huh :lc

From left to right, top to bottom: Noss (my fursona) - Split Paint Brush Grem (DR) - Valentine Alcos (FR) - Faerie No Name (TES) - Snow

[savvysavant]

HERES MY NEW CHARACTER FOR DR!

His name is Scor Pion and he is basically the character I create in every MMO I play. 

I don’t want to spoil too much, but he has heavy Metal Gear Solid vibes and is also a goofy glampunk from the past.

[thepsiontree]

I’m sorry that I have not been active here in a long time. This last year was rough for me since the beginning. It really hasn’t gotten better but I’m doing what I can to make the best of it.

I momentarily have stopped playing Dystopia Rising, but I still love the game very much. In January I’m supposed to attend the FL game and I’m super looking forward to that.

So here is some pictures of some of my 3.0 costuming for my Semper Mort! It’s no where close to done and I still have to get a lot of parts for it.

[chocolatetrout]

Sam Myers at Dystopia Rising Downfall 2017 on the legendary Double Black Diamond Death Run. In the last picture, it looks like Sam is the main character of some weird anime.

[skiptomy]

"Something weird might just be something familiar viewed from a different angle, and that's not scary right?"

I promise myself for every five to ten commissions and project pieces I get done, I get to do one for myself. This one has been on my mind for a while, My friend’s and my LARP characters have such a good good story line. Glass and Clarke really are just two sides of the same coin. By all accounts they should not work together how well they do, but nevertheless, they are the closest sisters this side of the wastes.

[andrastespetmabari]

DR: Life of Stray - “Note to Self”

Dystopia Rising is property of Eschaton Media, this is all just fanfiction based an approved character backstory. Lyrics quoted before the Read More by From First to Last.

CW: Profanity

I can feel my mind, wandering again. Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home? Time starts moving, faster than I can. And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine.

Another full cycle of seasons went by in the Bizarre. Stray continued to follow the same pattern he been following since he came to the area. He would hunt for blood and scour the streets nearby, and then return to the market to sell what he looted or found, staying for as long as he could before making another run. For many months, it was enough to fulfill his needs and keep him focused, but as time went on, Stray found himself becoming more restless and became less satisfied with his existence of just getting by in the Bizarre.

He had found security and a degree of comfort in the market, but he still wasn't happy. For the first time in his life he had a home, but he still felt alone. Despite the fact that Grip Set allowed him to come and go as he pleased, he was not a member of the gang nor would he ever be a member. He was a method of execution to them and a source of income, and that's all he would ever be to them.  Most of the other locals of the Bizarre kept their distance from him, and while they'd trade with him when it fit their interests they treated him more like a nuisance than anything else. Keeping out of the gangland politics had kept him safe but it also alienated him heavily from the various gangs of the region.

He didn't understand why it was so fucking hard for them to accept him for what he was. He had seen their true faces, how they acted out in their own turf. They were all fucking monsters, as much as he was or more so. There wasn't a single one of their gangs that wasn't filled with murderers, thieves, liars, and cheats. They put on a good face when they were in the Bizarre, but he had seen firsthand the cruelty and the violence that they were capable of. He couldn't help what he was and what he had to do to survive, but they had chosen their lives when they had other options, and the more they treated him like an animal or a monster, the more Stray came to resent them for it. It wasn't fair that he was ostracized for being whatever he was when they all did things that were worse than his crimes on the regular.

At the same time he envied the bonds they had with one another. Even though they were cruel and vicious towards outsiders, when they were alone with each other, they had a close familial relation and in their own way they had a strange sort of warmth and kindness towards one another. They had each others backs in the wild, and they had people they could rely upon for comfort and protection. No matter how hard he worked and how much he brought in, he couldn't get that from the people in the Bizarre. None of them would give him the time of day if he didn't have something to give them. He tried to tell himself that he didn't need people like them to protect him or take him in, but he envied them for having people that actually cared about them.

The longer he lingered in the Bizarre, the deeper the cuts got. He struggled to find reasons to remain in the market. It gave him many of the answers he had been searching for, but it became increasingly apparent that there was nothing else for him there. His normal questions about the region gave way to ones about the outside world and where he could go. The city had made him but it was time to leave it behind. If he was going to grow and find out more about himself and the world he had woken up in, he needed to go out and search for the answers to the questions he still had.

Wherever he ended up, he needed a change, and he needed it soon.

[chocolatetrout]

Dystopia Rising Downfall 2017 Pictured here we have a dashing young Semper Mort on the legendary Double Black Death Diamond caravan run.