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Formido Peak A mountain range located just north of Sudbury, shrouded in mystery and... mayhem? Formido Peak is one of the smallest mountain ranges that Simul has to offer. It is also one of the least visited locations in the kingdom. For what, you may ask? The common knowledge of who and what have made the peaks their homes. Deep within the darkest crevices Formido has to offer lies only one entrance to one of the most demented locations in all of Simul. Though it is a city, it is not mapped. For, if you become one of them, you keep their secrets. These secrets envelope their lust to rid Simul, and all of existence, of magic. 'The root of evil.' Supernatural and unnatural abilities that should have never come to be. With one church they use to recruit more of like thinkers ( Benitioite Church ), the rest of them stay in the deepest cave they could hollow out in order to keep to themselves. Outsiders are rarely welcomed, unless, of course, their pockets are heavy. Still, do not expect to be able to coheres the citizens of Formido. You may just wind up their next experiment. Keep in mind: Once entering even the vicinity of the mountain range, anyone with magic, mental, physical, or supernatural abilities will find themselves just as normal as an average human until they, once more, leave the peaks....And since the fall of Timberholde...the next tech doesn't seem to work their either. Updates

Library of Shit Archived/Retired Pascha Lepus Pascha Lepus This event will be starting 3-1-2020 The land has begun to warm. The snow, though still abundant, has started to diminish around the edges. The sun has made itself known. The citizens of Simul have begun to look forward to the Festival of the Rising Sun. A time where people come together and share their bounties, feeding the hungry and replenishing stamina for the next year. This year, however, was not the year for two travelers in particular... What a lovely day it was. The lovers, Jan and Morris decided to take a walk around the sands surrounding their home on the outskirts of Harena. With the weather warming up, they chose to have a little picnic in the calm sands before the cool of night washed over. After finding a little lovely and un-shaded spot in the desert, the two set up and had their way with their overfilled basket of goodies. Once they were both fat and happy, eyes closed and relaxed, a hefty nap ensued. Only to be interrupted by the most unlikely of suspects. The shadow engulfed them both. Dark enough to wake Jan who, in turn, woke her loving husband Morris. The two sat there in awe at the large animal, not really sure of what to do. It was Jan who made the first move. It was only a rabbit after all. A...twenty story tall rabbit. Fur that looked soft and inviting. A wiggling nose that sniffed the area for any left overs. A fuzzy tail that flicked every so often. Nothing to be frightened of...right? Oh, how she was wrong. One moment, the couple was looking upon the largest and possibly the most adorable, giant rabbit they had ever seen. The next, the beast reared up on its hind legs and let out a screech that could have shattered glass. Jan suffered the most; her ears gushing blood from punctured drums. Morris, however, was already covering his ears by the time the sound erupted in totality. After shaking off his fright, Morris stood and rushed to his wife who was silently screaming while examining her then blood covered hands. The two tucked tail and ran back to their city... Word spread fast. Now, there is a bounty. Only the best of the best have been called forth to defeat this "pretty" monster. Event Details and Rules This scene will be taking place in the channel for Harena. There will be no post order: The "villain" will post and everyone who would like to be part of the event will have two hours to post in response. If you do not make it for one, you will be skipped. If you miss two, you will be skipped. Miss three and you will be removed from the event. There is no post minimum until the killing blow. First come first serve on hits to the bun bun. They will be counted in order. The "villain" will announce breaks for sleep or if it will take longer for them to post. Each participating character will start with a base health of 100 points. The "villain" AKA giant evil bun will have a base health of 250. Post Structure: ~Post what your character is doing (Optional) ~Roll 1d20 (1-10 is a miss) (11-20 is a hit) ~If you make a hit, roll one more d20 for the amount of damage ~Post to finish the attack (Optional) ~Wait for Villain to post and ping you You must roll the d20 in the channel. You can have as many characters as you want participate. You must roll for each of them. The Villain Meet the Bun of Doom. This bunny stands about twenty stories (140 feet) tall and weights nearly 2 tons. Light for its size, but this also makes it fast. The attacks this bun will be equipped with are: ~Dash ~Bite ~Shrapnel Poo ~Stink Breath ~Egg Vomit (These explode) ~Quaking Stomp The killing blow winner will be gaining the custom role title of "Bunny Brawler-2020" and their last post immortalized in Hall of Fame. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

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Library of Shit Category Gao Shan Gao Shan Heims 14, 10,017 BREAKING NEWS (Taken from Simul Quarterly) As someone who is magical, I find myself very concerned with the recent breaking stories we have had to cover here at Coexisting Connections. But it is my duty to keep the people of Simul informed, and I will always keep that promise. Less than 24 hours ago, it was brought to our attention that there was a murder in Gao Shan. 32 year old Yang Da of Gao Shan was murdered in his back garden. According to GSP, Yang was shoveling a path to his back shed when he was attacked. Witnesses stated they they had heard the screams of the young man. One neighbor said they had rushed outside and saw Yang being attacked by an unnamed assailant dressed in dark robes that masked their face. However, it was also reported that the attacker had used a fire magic. "All I saw was fire coming from their hands while they punched and kicked Mr. Da. I tried to climb the gate, but I was too late. The murderer sprouted wings and disappeared into the sky!" GSP ask for the people to keep a vigilant stance and report anything suspect. Our condolences go out to Yang's family. This is Flynn, signing off. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Category The Scattered The Scattered Every village marked by this symbol is a village that is not big enough to be added as a webpage and remain unnamed. They have no significance to lore. The population will always be under 50 people. None will have a backstory, but can be used as a characters' home town. None will have their own significant lore. You can roleplay in the travel channels in one of these places if you so choose. The small villages can have taverns, pubs, lodges, farms, and small shops of insignificance. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Category Shite... Shite... Frank the Wizard was well on his way to a new realm. Simul had always been his home, but he was getting to the ripe old age of four hundred and he thought he would explore more of existence. Why is Frank so important to this story? You see, Frank, the forgetful man that he was, left something behind. A precious item that he had been keeping hidden from the masses for most of his life. Passed down from generations of the men in his family, Frank was the last to hold onto it. Though Frank was trusted with such an epic item, with his hurried packing, he...left it behind. Oh Forgetful Frank. What have you done? Once he realized what he had left behind, Frank wrote a letter. A letter? Yes. A fucking letter. Frank wrote such an eloquent letter and had it sent, Realm Delivery, to the King of Simul. Reader's Digest version: Dear King Dude, I left my staff behind and I don't want the bad guys getting it. Can you send out a thingy poster or whatever and recruit some peeps to go find it? Honestly, they can keep it if they do find it. I never figured out how to use it anyway. Oh, and don't forget to mention that I forgot that I trapped certain spots on the coast....I don't remember why. Forever Yours, Frank So, with the letter sent and the King in charge, Frank decided to spend the rest of retirement relaxing. Yay for Frank. The King, on the other hand, made his own poster thingies and sent them to the most famous of taverns throughout the land. At each of the Inn Maiden's taverns there have been poster thingies hung for the people of Simul to read: "Dear Citizens of Simul, Along the Eastern Coast where Forgetful Frank used to live, he seemed to have dropped a staff. I don't know what it does, but he said that you can keep it if you find it. Alfred Fortescue" And so the hunt begins! The Event Starting on 5-29, all those interested can begin in the Eastern coast channel. You can either post alone or with a partner(s). The rules are as follows: ~Every hour, you are allowed to roll 1d20 in the channel. ~There is no post minimum. ~Your character will trigger a "water balloon" trap every time you roll an even number. An orb of water no larger than their head that screeches obscenities will fall from the sky and hit the top of their head wherever they stand. (Yes, this means that it will hit no matter the type of barrier) ~You can have as many characters as you wish participate. ~The first person to roll a total of 120 will find the staff pictured below. Please ping staff when you reach 120 or higher. Whoever finds the staff will be granted the item with its abilities (which will be revealed when item is found), a custom title role of "Spectral Staff - 2020" and their last post displayed in Hall of Fame The Staff Indespectus Credit for the Weapon Design Not much is known, obviously, about the staff. Once found, the used will be revealed. What we DO know, is that the weapon is soulbound, meaning that the person who finds it will never be able to lose it, nor will anyone else be able to use its abilities. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Archived/Retired Tristis Miser Tristis Miser Date and Time: 5-27-22 (Staff Start) til End Have you ever been depressed? Angry? Off the handle, as some would put it? Have you ever wondered why? Searched for an answer despite it feeling so hopeless to do so? Well, how about a surprise like no other? Let's be depressed and angry and anti-social together! If you answered no to any or all of the above, it is really going to suck to be you in about...two more paragraphs. Imagine: You live in Simul. You are minding your own business. The summer months have finally come and life is bursting across the land. Since the Timberholde Incident (tm), things have been relatively quiet. Right? Riiiiiight? Let's change that. One sunny day during the beginning of the warmer season, you are walking around town or exploring or perhaps murdering a group of skeletons, and you feel something reeeeally warm attach to one of your limbs. Peering upon said warmth, you spot a black, fuzzy ball that seems to have not even a mouth. Freaky much? Abso-fucking-lutely . Unfortunately, no matter how much you shake and throw that ass in a circle, this damned thing won't fall off. Worse yet? The closer you examine this little parasite, the more you realize it is in fact...just that. A singular claw, sunken into your flesh/shell/armor or what else have you, burying deep within your muscle/fat (Don't argue). As much as you pull and yank, this damn thing just won't come off! Does it get worse? Of fucking course it does. Because, the longer the little fucker stays stuck to you, the worse you feel. Depression would be easy considering the awful feelings and emotions and outbursts to come. Every day will become hard. Every action you will literally have to force your body to commit. Every word will feel like vomit falling from your lips. Life simply...will become the hardest thing you will ever have to do. There is one question burning on everyone's mind. Can it be cured? Perhaps the answer will bring a tiny little sliver of hope to your mind. Yes. There is a cure. How do you attain such? Within yourself. That's fucking right! YOU will have to find a reason to LIVE. Will you find it before you lose all hope or hurt someone? Or will you succumb to the evil brewing within. How the Event will run: ~On the date, a staff member will type the words "Event Started" in the events channel. ~If you choose to have a character or multiple take part in this awful experience, you will roll 1d100 in the bot spam channel, labeled with what character it is. Edited rolls will not count. Please roll with the name. That is that character's number. ~You are allowed to roll 1d100 every 60 minutes (time needs to be elapsed and roll must be labeled) ~If your character hits the roll, they have found their reason to live and the Anti-Cor AKA Tristis Miser will shrivel and fall off and die. ~There is no end to this event, but you are allowed to keep the parasite if that is something you want for your character. ~There is no post minimum for rolls minus the roll of the damn thing dying. Include the "reason to live" in the post. Come on people, this shit is traumatic. Notes to take: ~Your character's reaction to this "bad vibes" having mofo are totally up to you. Use it to bring the chaos or use it to be a depresso espresso. Whatever you like! ~Once the creature has died, it will shrivel and disappear ~You CAN have a singular character be the victim of more than one of these things at the same time, but each one needs its own number ~If a character has 3 or more of these attached, and manages to defeat 3 or more, please ping staff in the suggest and discuss channel in order to receive your brand new custom role title of "Espresso-ed the Depresso-2022" ~These creatures are about the size of a newborn: 6-9 pounds ~These creatures will latch onto limbs mostly, but will aim for any part of the body Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Updates Heading 2 Simul Quarterly Issue 1 (June, 2023) Hello all Simulians! With our newfound strength and technologies, we here at Coexisting Connections would like to present our first ever Simul Quarterly! We will make it our mission to give the people local and relevant 'gossip' of the kingdom to keep all of you in the know. So....where do we start? How about this whole new technology thing? Don't get this writer wrong , what happened in Timberholde will forever scar the minds and souls of the people of Simul. Having lost so many lives and homes, the awful event will haunt us til the end of time. Yet, Simulians are resilient! Not only has our largest city been rebuilt, but the survivors are thriving among the living! We have even acquired some new faces and even more new things. As word and teachings have been spread word of mouth, Simul is now home to many new objects that are seemingly making life so much easier! Have you seen those automobiles? I, myself have attained a brand new Telegem and cannot go a day without it. Being able to communicate with friends and family so easily is just top notch! You know what else I heard? Those who aided in Timberholde were given special deeds from the King himself! I am not sure what it was, but I also heard that it was big . I wish we knew who these people were so we could give them a day or something... Needless to say, Simul seems to have recovered quite nicely. Now, for the fun stuff! Do you find yourself lonely? Looking for love, but not finding anyone of note to take home to the parents? Wishing you knew where to find Mr. Right with the deep pockets mayhaps? Look no further than our next section! Introducing: Simul's Most Eligible Bachelors!!!! Bachelor Number One: @Muse Meet Alabaster. Successful in mineral and gemology, if he is tasked with appraising such things. Able to create diamonds and various gems and other precious stones, could be rich if he found it necessary. Enjoys sunshine and likes dogs and flowers. Look at that glowing skin! Isn't he a handsome hunk of man? (After Simul Quarterly is published, Alabaster find himself having a very difficult time leaving his home without at least three different people waiting outside, oh so patiently for him to emerge, for more than three months following. With bright eyes and clasped hands, most of the requests are not for his undivided attention so much as gifts . "I'm poor!" "I broke my pendant!" "Can you really produce gems?" None of these requests are so simple, however, having the uncanny tint of lust behind every word uttered. Almost...uncomfortably. How did they even find him?) Bachelor Number Two: @Licht Introducing Regnar. Though he is a devil-possessed and widely feared for that reason, he runs a successful blacksmithing operation, though he is mostly absent if not on search for rare materials or on any other business, personal or otherwise. Something of an equivalent to a popular other-wordly game serious character type, thriving on heretical strength without concern for things like status or public opinion. If he didn't spend most of his time playing dark hero, he would most likely amass a decent fortune through his business. Tough as nails, with all the brawn to back up his sharp tongue. Hot damn, amirite? (After Simul Quarterly is published, business is booming! At first, it was slow building, but eventually, Regnar would find himself quite overrun with many orders....all in person, of course. The flirty eyes and gifts of sweets are enough to make anyone sick, but, as like most things, it would be nice at first. After eight weeks of having to play coy or outright deny the advances, he starts to find... notes nailed to his door.) Bachelor Number Three: @Lord Fantasy Xavier Alabaster Alfonse, legally demonstrable good boy. Psychically capable, dabbles in alchemy, most importantly having a cute face, scritchable ears, and an impeccable fashion sense. Perhaps even more most importantly, rich by family name. He's even a mysterious detective! Do you think he is skilled enough to make it to your heart? (After Simul Quarterly is published, Xavier feels embarrassed enough from the initial influx of affection and recognition that he starts to avoid new detective work for a while. Staying home and keeping himself as busy as possible, he soon finds himself bored and...well, lonely. So, after a few weeks, he is certain that things have blown over and he can go get himself some food to fill his cupboards. Unfortunately, the die-hard fans have been waiting just behind the corner this whole time. The sound a squeal of happiness damn near shreds his ears to bits.) Bachelor Number Four: @Jellopy Lord Virgiliu Munteanu. A nobleman from a mountainous land's old money, has since acquired a fertile plot of land in Simul. The finest hunter in the kingdom (don't look it up), able to wrest wild beasts bare-handed, terrify bears with a single stare, and lift two women on each hand, his ALPHA MALE PRESENCE cowers lesser men within his sight. All that Virgiliu's heart desires rightfully belongs to him, and whatever doesn't, he will force into submission. His generosity is without bounds. As the greatest hunter of the kingdom (don't look it up), he often shares the spoils of his unparalleled hunts in his great feasts in his old-fashioned stone castle, where he also allows weary travelers to rest. But if someone fails to show him the respect he is owed (which is very easy, he's entitled as a bitch), he will make a bloody example out of them. While he casually enjoys the delights of women and is always accepting more, Virgiliu is only truly interested in those high-value enough to stand side-by-side with him, to terrorize towns together and claim their rights as King and Queen. Are you simply looking for a night of the excesses only an ALPHA MALE can provide, or will you be the one to shroud the land in darkness with him? He looks like the total... package . (After Simul Quarterly is published, Virgiliu will find himself quite enjoying the added attention he is getting. All the ladies and all the men, flocking and flaunting all over him. Hell, he could have easily bitten and fed off of any of them...Weeks would go by and he would feel like a KING, but something just felt off. What was it? Wait a minute...where was his favorite toy, Max? After digging himself from the pile of harem he had created, Virgiliu would traverse the large home his followers had built him just outside of the newly finished Timberholde to find Max, the cat boy, bowing before a golden statue of the vampire that hadn't been there before and chanting. All it would take was a clearing of Virgiliu's throat to prompt Max to turn around, knife in hand and a wild grin on his face. "If I can't have you to myself ...") Bachelor Number Five: @Zero Kisaragi This is Zero. A "man of no consequence" by his own description. That humble façade hides an extremely capable researcher and fighter that tends to venture out in the world and collect his own research material, magical artifacts, often from the lairs of dangerous creatures. Outside of that, he governs a city far away from Simul, under a different name. He values knowledge and a willingness to expand ones knowledge more than anything else. Despite his looks, he is also extremely tough and knowledgeable himself. Aloof and rational, but kindhearted when given the chance. A traveler that could likely do with someone traveling at his side, or someone that guides him home. A face even your mother would love! (After Simul Quarterly is published, while out on a short artifact retrieval mission mostly for personal purposes, Zero hadn't even heard of this 'list' he had been mentioned in. This...was not to his fortune. As he often did, the shadow had come close to finding the item in question, some sort of locket that supposedly contained the soul of a future God, when he happened across the path of three women. Now, smiling, very beautiful ladies standing in the depths of a long abandoned village hidden among the Red Mountains was odd enough, but the way their crazy eyes were seemingly trying to not only penetrate his soul, but his clothes too, Zero was just about to 'NOPE' out when he found himself feeling rather...dizzy? Waking up in a dimly lit cabin to one of the women attempting to peel off his top....) Bachelor Number Six: @Martin (19) Charles Coaulsofur. This is the sort of man that exudes charm through no effort of his own, gathering attention from both women and men, which is enjoyed equally by him. Charles is a figurehead, well known through all of Simul for his skill in metalwork, not only by mundane, but by his natural talent for enchanting metals, from jewelry to sculptures, anyone with an enjoyment of the shiny things in life will have plenty to show off. Make no mistake though, ensnaring this exquisite piece of platinum (for not even gold can apply to how rare Charles is) is not for the faint-hearted. With well over a century of life, he avoids for fear of outliving and difficulty of relating to those with a similar lifespan. But for those who manage to win the heart of this dragon, they will be richly rewarded. A life of riches and luxury, mixed in with cozy warmth and a strong sense of adventure across Simul. Strong enough to carry you over that threshold I see! (After Simul Quarterly is published, lonely souls and dragon hunters alike decided to wage war. For what, you ask? For the heart of Charles, of course! Now, it may be flattering to have people fight for your affection...but that was not the 'heart' the hunters were after. And after a few weeks of dodging bullets and... bullets , Charles would find himself in a very peculiar situation. All he wanted to do was go the the general store and get some flour for bread...why were there people confessing their love while simultaneously throwing explosives at a long line of tied up prisoners? OH GOD.) Bachelor Number Seven: @Spook This is Joseph. Joseph is a talented mage and swordsman, seeking to decipher the literal secrets of life and death. He specializes in lightning and water magic, and favors swords and spears. Right now he's technically an advanced student at Gul Academui, undertaking solo studies while occasionally giving lectures. He isn't afraid to kill for fight for protect the ones he cares about. He's also got an unhealthy sleep schedule something of a night owl, and happens to be of a foreign draconic lineage. His main interests include exploring new branches of magic to study, and even if it's not something he can learn, he still appreciates incredible innate power natural talent in others. He has a soft spot for avian creatures having raised a griffon, and enjoys long fights walks on the beach. Hauntingly handsome, if I do say so myself! (After Simul Quarterly is published, Joe had been doing what he always did. Training and reading nd attending classes like a 'good bean'. Hey, he was trying , right? For a couple months since the article, Joe had found himself in a few situations here and there. Clingy women, envious and aroused men, and even the occasional sentient beast had come to try their hand at capturing this brooding man's heart, all for naught. Needless to say, this did not go over well with some. Unfortunately for Joe, some of the some were...very powerful. One in particular that had had her eye on the mage for quite some time. As poor Joe-bean was just walking down the hall of Gul Academui, he could feel the eyes on him. Damn, he wished Silver was there to take the heat off of him. Just as the thought passed through his mind, the sound of slamming bodies coming from behind him had Joe spinning around, just in time to witness the last victim's face hit a marble wall. Before he could help the fallen, he too was slammed against the wall, but a warm, female form pressed against his front. A finger tilted his chin to her crazy wide eyes. "What's it gonna take to make you mine?") Bachelor Number Eight: Last in our list, but certainly not least : Lord Silver Drafaylum @Silver Drafaylum Despite his high title, fairly earned in the lands of Simul, Silver is not only mysterious, but humble. How such aspects could be paired with a man this good looking? Having made a name in our kingdom by his many works in aiding, philanthropy and charity, the half wolf, half elf masterpiece is almost a household name. Recently available, Silver may not be looking for anything serious, but this writer has it on good authority that he is a sucker for dark haired beauties and hopes for a family of his own. If stability is what you want, this wolf man is a fantastic choice! I mean, come one , the man lives in a castle! Known for his good looks, the company he keeps, and the viscous way he protects his own, this Lord is easily one of the best choices for a Happily Ever After. Do you think you can tame the beast within? (After Simul Quarterly is published, Silver was hit hard . Not violently, not yet. Being the owner and 'dean' of a magical academy made his already known name rather large after the Simul Quarterly came out. For weeks , the poor man had to endure love letters, unnecessary gifts, and relentless pioneering by males and females alike. Luckily, with his particular set of skills, he could often teleport out for 'emergencies' and 'Guardian matters'. Still, this did not stop the onslaught of 'fans'. In the background, unbeknownst to anyone , a small cult within the school walls had started. Senka happened upon the secret room, but before she could warm the wolven man, the group of a dozen women cast a sealing circle around her artificial body, trapping her behind walls. Though the effort was temporary, it was just enough time to find the headmaster and explain their...'emergency'. Silver, being the protective man he is, followed the group of women down a hallways he knew they shouldn't have been. That's when he found himself lost in his own cas-Wait. This wasn't his castle. Where the hell was he? And why was his head so fuzzy....wow...they were really pretty.) Thank you for reading Simul Quarterly! This is Flynn, signing off! Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update Views Back to Top