The Little Dragon Whisperer
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Things are kinda dead tonight….

What is GODMODDING?

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Synonyms: powerplaying

Godmodding is taking control of another player’s character during roleplay. It’s frowned upon and with good reason: you only control your character and no one else’s. The best way to explain it is by example. Let’s say that I’m playing as Pikachu and my friend is playing as Charmander.

This is my friend’s post:
Charmander inhaled deeply, summoning as much power as he could handle. Then his wild gaze focused on his attacker and his jaws opened. Bright orange flames burst forth as both a warning and defense.

And this is mine:
Pikachu jumped out of the way of Charmander’s attack and dashed behind him. “Pikaaa!” he cried; a flash of lightning shot towards Charmander’s back and knocked him forward, twitching and dazed. He couldn’t get up.

How do I know whether or not Charmander could get up, or whether he fell at all? It’s not my responsibility to control Charmander - I only have control of Pikachu’s actions. A better response would have been this:

Pikachu jumped out of the way of Charmander’s attack and dashed behind him. “Pikaaa!” he cried; a flash of lightning shot towards Charmander’s back, making a loud CRACKing sound.

This makes it so that my friend can respond to my attack - whether or not they choose to get hit is completely up to them. It’s usually fair to allow your character to dodge two of every three hits when doing combat roleplay. That makes it fair and a little more realistic. Keep in mind that godmodding doesn’t apply only to combat: it applies to every day interactions as well. Be cautious when typing posts. Make sure to keep it fun and fair.

"I-it's been a while, hasn't it?"

predfemmewholikesstabbingthings:

dragonwhisperer15:

predfemmewholikesstabbingthings:

predfemmewholikesstabbingthings:

The Predacon turned with a rumbling growl as she stared down the organic.  “Indeed…”

The Predacon flared her plating slightly, returning with a hiss of her own.

And as if on cue, three sets of optics peered out from behind their carrier’s legs.

"Wh…. What’s that behind you?" Sydney leaned forward slightly, trying to get a better look. Goldspark, on the other hand, wrapped her tail around Sydney’s neck and grabbed her hair in her front paws and hid her face in it.

"They are mine," Dilo said with a rumble towards her hatchlings.

One of them had other ideas as she boldly crept around her carrier, peering at the strange being.

"Okay, okay! Look, I’m not gonna hurt them— hell I think they’re adorable!" Sydney put her hands up defensively. Goldspark glared at Dilo, eyes whirling an angry red. Flames licked at the end of the tiny dragon’s snout.

"Wow, um, hello?"

themutantguardian:

themutantguardian:

Was that… A voice? It almost felt inside his head, echoing from within, yet a physical sound still met his ear.

The youngling peers down at his feet, careful not to move as he searches for the faint voice below. There. By his left foot stands the small, familiar shape of a human. Slowly Junior lowers himself, head now close to the human. His breath was gentle, soft, careful not to startle the human or blow her away.

"Well, hello." The youngling thought, perhaps hoping that the human could, in some way, hear his thoughts. A psychic, maybe?

"And who might you be?"

dragonwhisperer15:

The youngling hesitates, once again. No use in shifting the subject now. The human was curious and, frankly, she deserved to know the truth. A sigh leaves the Kaiju before he speaks.

"My mentor, Gojira, awoke to hunt an ancient prey of his before they could mate and wipe out your race. To put it bluntly."

Looking back, he should have just lied. He barely knew this human and, to be honest, keeping her ignorant of the threats may have done some good. But for how long? Eventually one of these fights would happen in her area, and the news would come in the worst way possible. Again he sighs, such a tough topic.


Sydney’s eyes widened, and Goldspark gave a frightened squeak and promptly hid her face in Sydney’s hair. “What were they, and why was it that he specifically sought to prevent them from mating?” The teen was quite shocked, but still very curious. Then she heard him sigh. “Um… You okay?”

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"Wow, um, hello?"

themutantguardian:

themutantguardian:

Was that… A voice? It almost felt inside his head, echoing from within, yet a physical sound still met his ear.

The youngling peers down at his feet, careful not to move as he searches for the faint voice below. There. By his left foot stands the small, familiar shape of a human. Slowly Junior lowers himself, head now close to the human. His breath was gentle, soft, careful not to startle the human or blow her away.

"Well, hello." The youngling thought, perhaps hoping that the human could, in some way, hear his thoughts. A psychic, maybe?

"And who might you be?"

dragonwhisperer15:

Junior looks down at the human. She didn’t know? Had the humans covered up everything as they had Gojira’s recent awakening? The youngling is once again silent for a moment as he gathers his thoughts.

"Did you hear of the San Francisco incident?" Junior settles back down, eye peering at the human once more. "If you have, then you should know well that hostile monsters roam. Some hostile for territory, others fighting with pure animosity and bloodlust. I protected you humans from them, alongside others of my kind."

"No……. What happened?" Sydney glanced around nervously. Welp, that confirmed her worst fears. She edged closer to that amber eyes, craning her neck to maintain eye contact now. Goldspark got a little edgy, eyes flashing yellow briefly out of worry.

"I-it's been a while, hasn't it?"

predfemmewholikesstabbingthings:

dragonwhisperer15:

predfemmewholikesstabbingthings:

predfemmewholikesstabbingthings:

The Predacon turned with a rumbling growl as she stared down the organic.  “Indeed…”

"Busy, quite busy with thigns that have come up in the last few months."

"L-like what?"
Goldspark chose that moment to stick her head out from behind the girl’s hair. She gave a faint hiss, flapping her wings.

”!? Goldspark!”

The Predacon flared her plating slightly, returning with a hiss of her own.

And as if on cue, three sets of optics peered out from behind their carrier’s legs.

"Wh…. What’s that behind you?" Sydney leaned forward slightly, trying to get a better look. Goldspark, on the other hand, wrapped her tail around Sydney’s neck and grabbed her hair in her front paws and hid her face in it.

"Arcee, right?"

autobotarcee:

autobotarcee:

She turned around to see who was speaking, “Yeah, that’s me. How would you know my name?” Her brow perked up with curiosity.

dragonwhisperer15:

"You know, with all the scrap I’ve been through, I’m sure anything that can be believed in is real," she tiredly spoke as she rubbed the back of her helm.

"Hang on….." Sydney took a moment, and called for her friend. "Annun? You wanna meet someone?"

A very, very large dragon came out of the trees, ears perked and eyes bright.

Who might this be, Sydney?”

grimlock-king:

dragonwhisperer15:

grimlock-king:

dragonwhisperer15:


Little Sydney looked up, and gave something akin to a grin. “H-hiya!”
 

He blinked and got down to face level with her “Hi.”

"Ah, wh-who’re you? M’ name’s Sydney…" she peeped.

"Me Grimlock." He said looking at her with his undivided attention

"Nice ta meetcha Grimlock!" She reached up, and patted his leg with a happy little grin.