The Good League of Good is an organization devoted to the redemption of evildoers. All of our members are either good aligned or trying to become good.
To become a member PM either FF Fanboy, Haleyintraining[Leave of Absence], Happyturtle, Kaelaroth, Lex-kat, or Saint Nil.
############################## OOC: All players are welcome to make a character to join GLoG. The PM requirement is only so we know who is around. We aren't running auditions or anything.
IC: Your character may be refused entry to the premises or asked to leave if they are not of good alignment or if they cause trouble in character.
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Also, before you join, read the Rules of the Spork. If you are not a member, then when your character arrives, you will be outside the front door and must roleplay getting entry.
Membership form:
Name:
Current Alignment:
Desired Alignment:
Profession:
Race:
Age:
Why do you want to join GLoG?
Any other important information:
If you have a question, please read our FAQ first, it may already have been answered:
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FAQ:
What's the point? Isn't there already a good aligned organization? Why didn't you just join HALO?
OOC, we have nothing against HALO. (IC may be a different story.) However, we wanted an organization that only allows good-aligned members and focuses on the redemption of evildoers. If the real world can have multiple organizations for the purpose of doing good, we don't see why the forum can't hold more than one as well.
No seriously. Aren't you just a HALO clone?
Not intentionally. We have our own purpose and our own mission, which overlaps somewhat with HALO's, but is not identical.
Why don't you let anyone post in the main thread without PMing first?
OOC answer: Honestly, we tried it, and it was too chaotic to read.
IC answer: You don't let strangers wander into your house at all hours, do you? We just want to know who is in our house.
Still, it seems awfully rude. You've offended a lot of people.
We're sorry. We didn't mean to.
What's the point of the visitor's centre?
We still want to play nicely with others! So we set up the visitor's centre thread to provide an IC access port.
Are you part of the Town? Or are you in an extra dimension?
We didn't really know at first, but when AMEN contacted us, it seemed clear that we inhabited some sort of reality with AMEN and HALO. Which means we aren't Town. I think. (Really, we're making this up as we go along!)
New answer: Everyone's a part of the town, but the rules are different here, Town laws do not apply. ACRONYM rules do. So respect the rules, and we will all get along just fine.
Will you be interacting with the other groups?
Yes, but we haven't worked out the mechanics yet. We're officially at war with AMEN, but we don't want random fighting going on in our headquarters. So we might be setting up a war thread or a plot thread or something, but we don't know yet.
As far as HALO goes, we have no formal ties with them, though there is some membership overlap, and we're currently in discussions. IC, some of us have formed a negative opinion of HALO. It doesn't mean we have a problem with you OOC. (Honestly, Turtle isn't the brightest crayon in the box, and she's very defensive about being a former evildoer.)
We interact with other groups quite a lot, though the war with AMEN has come to an end.
GLoG is a pretty silly name, isn't it?
Yes. Yes it is. One of our founding members used to belong to the Evil League of Evil (If you haven't heard of it, google 'Dr Horrible'), so when she turned good, it seemed reasonable to form the Good League of Good.
Artifact Vault - Set next to the Armory, this is where GLoG's major artifacts are stored. The door is DNA locked to members only.
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The Brightheart
The Brightheart is a plain orb, set upon a stone plinth labeled 'The Brightheart'. Also on the plinth is a note that says:
'Do Not Remove. Ever. No, not even then. (But maybe then.)'
The Brightheart itself glows with inner light, and throws up a positive energy blanket of moderate strength (heals most surface wounds, and makes undead sick) a few meters in radius. Touching the Brightheart results in having a large amount of positive energy run through you (heals all wounds, and drives undead to near death). Inside the plinth itself is a gate to the Negative Energy realm, which draws off the excess positive energy from the Brightheart. Should the Brightheart be removed, and taken away from the base without the necessary preparations being made, two Very Bad ThingsTM will happen.
A) The Brightheart's positive energy will not be siphoned off, and so it will be returned to full strength, throwing up a powerful positive energy blanket about a kilometer in radius, and killing anyone who touches it, living or no, through sheer positive energy overdose.
B) The gate to the Negative Energy realm will become unstable and tear, creating a giant Negative Energy rift in the middle of GLoG.
What defences does GLoG have? Find out here. And
Security cameras (you don't need to read it before joining, but this seemed as good a place to put it as any)
The GLoG/HALO portal:
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The portal between GLoG and HALO is still open, providing instantaneous transportation between the two organisations.
But anyone passing through it arrives outside the front door. If they've already been cleared (previously interacted with GLoG without hostilities), they can walk straight in without having to roleplay out knocking on the door and so on.
First time visitors, or people who have previously caused trouble have to wait for someone to undeadtime to decide whether they can enter the building (GLoG), or not.
Johnny undeadtimes and looks like he's trying to shake something out of his head.
What the heck is in there? he asks himself.
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Originally Posted by Anuan
Yes, but that's Fred. He radiates awesomeness.
Quote:
"Whether it be impossible or laughable, Great men open up paths of battle! If there's a wall, we break it down! If there's no path, we'll make one with these hands! The heart's magma burns with flames!"
Johnny isn't going to attack her. He did what he did to stop Sam from killing anyone.
He turns around to Sam.
Okay, I need to get this out in the open. I'm sorry for what I did the other day. I was only trying to stop you from hurting anyone. Anyway, I apologise for slamming you about with magic and putting you to sleep. I may have more experience than my younger self, but I still have a lot to learn about control. Can we put it behind us and forget what happened?
He smiles hopefully.
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Originally Posted by Anuan
Yes, but that's Fred. He radiates awesomeness.
Quote:
"Whether it be impossible or laughable, Great men open up paths of battle! If there's a wall, we break it down! If there's no path, we'll make one with these hands! The heart's magma burns with flames!"
By Recaiden. Inner Circle
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Sam shrugs. Sure. Fine. Whatever. She's still somewhat angry, for some odd reason. Standing up she turns around and starts wandering the base in a different direction.
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and no enemy ever wronged me,
whom I have not repaid in full."
-Lucius Cornelius Sulla
Johnny shrugs and takes a nap for a little bit until someone less angry comes along.
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Originally Posted by Anuan
Yes, but that's Fred. He radiates awesomeness.
Quote:
"Whether it be impossible or laughable, Great men open up paths of battle! If there's a wall, we break it down! If there's no path, we'll make one with these hands! The heart's magma burns with flames!"
What's this? A twibble rollllllllllllls around the corner, meeping quietly to itself.
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Originally Posted by IronStylus (on boobplates)
I still consider myself a feminist despite having a biological attraction to certain parts of female anatomy and the desire to now and again see plate metal curvaceously wrapping around their sensual forms in a cradle of cold, sumptuous, steel.
Dani, who headed off to her room earlier looking confused, and, perhaps, a little hurt after Sam 'ported out on her, now emerges from her room, looking well-rested, and heads for the kitchen.
Hey Sam! Dani waves at her with a bit of a smile, not noticing her scowl, and goes to the fridge to grab a hunk of Munster cheese. I've been thinking about what you said, you know.
Well, that's okay, because the Twibble is gone. Having been replaced by about a hundred more. Which means a hundred twin cracks as they part their jaws...
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Originally Posted by IronStylus (on boobplates)
I still consider myself a feminist despite having a biological attraction to certain parts of female anatomy and the desire to now and again see plate metal curvaceously wrapping around their sensual forms in a cradle of cold, sumptuous, steel.
Dani gives Sam her best, and cutest, smile. And I've been thinking that, y'know, no matter what else happens or doesn't happen you're still my friend and I don't ever want to...
The sound of cracking jaws makes her trail off.
And turn around.
...
And drop her hunk of cheese as, spotting her first vorpal tribbles Twibbles, she screams.
And then the Twibbles suddenly had sunglasses. Why? No reason. >.>
Anyway, the twibbles, who may or may not have awesome shades, POUNCE!
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Originally Posted by IronStylus (on boobplates)
I still consider myself a feminist despite having a biological attraction to certain parts of female anatomy and the desire to now and again see plate metal curvaceously wrapping around their sensual forms in a cradle of cold, sumptuous, steel.
And Sam and Dani may get showered with gratuitous amounts of guts, teeth, glass and fur as the twibbles are all suddenly massacred in mid air.
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Originally Posted by IronStylus (on boobplates)
I still consider myself a feminist despite having a biological attraction to certain parts of female anatomy and the desire to now and again see plate metal curvaceously wrapping around their sensual forms in a cradle of cold, sumptuous, steel.
Dani wipes her face and giggles. It's not like you don't either, y'know! She notices the blush and starts to say something, stops herself, then speaks again. Y'know, you're really pretty when you blush like that...