can oleander come play with us after school today
((For obvious reasons this doesn’t fit the formatting because kids don’t care about that, but this is definitely for D and C haha))
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can oleander come play with us after school today
((For obvious reasons this doesn’t fit the formatting because kids don’t care about that, but this is definitely for D and C haha))
Rebecca Buch
Human girl from World One. She could be described as a somewhat typical nerdy teenager. She generally has her nose stuck in a book, loves sci-fi and fantasy, and will probably dress up as someone or something from a book if she is given half a chance. She is still probably something of a newbie.
Deirdre Oharan
Rebecca's partner, who is also human. She is from Deneb V, an original sci-fi world. She is somewhat protective of Rebecca, because having your partner die on a mission is a bad idea. Especially if they are a newbie.
Boadicea
Boadicea is unpartnered. She is from Terraria. She fell into HQ from a hole in a cave on her homeworld, and is currently wandering the halls, trying to find out if she even has a partner and a RC. She hasn't found then yet. She is fairly nice, good with weapons, and not the best with people.
"It could also use a good washing, so hopefully this stuff will do the trick." She picked up the bottle.
Taking questions for:
((If Dia believes David Null isn't worth mentioning, I can't wait 'til she meets K lol.))
((-kA))
I have... so many agents. I believe the end-of-scene notes in this are up-to-date for anything Prime Multiverse, but basically anyone who (you think is) alive in 2022 HST is open for questions, whether they're an active agent or not.
Answers will be Canon unless I state otherwise for some reason. :)
hS
You’d think the fact I was thrown through a wall by a giant troll would help it stick in my memory. Yes, Paye was the annoying little mortal, correct? Irritating, but my partner is generally worse. As for David, he is of an inferior species of vampire and does not bear mentioning. I was forced through horrible grammar and thrown through a wall, which chipped my nose. How do you think I felt?
Well, Paye’s a luv. David… honestly he reminds me a bit of that Disentangler who works with the blue alien guy. Number? Something like that. But I’d work with them again. Well, other then the total annihilation of my favorite childhood series, it wasn’t bad as far as missions can go. Of course saying that’ll probably mean some glodawful smut gets delivered to us, but whatever.
So, you remember the mission you did with David Null and Paye, right? Well, what are your opinions on the two of them? What's your opinion on how the mission went?
-kA
Your choices are:
Kittyauthor: Mii girl, Floater, aroace. Very kind and a bit naïve.
O'Ryan Keys: Partner of the above, very kind and mathy unless you're a jerk. Knows the most about PPC out of these choices.
Crow Ressa: Sweet demi-girl who doesn't know human mannerisms and is still new to the PPC.
Paye: Anime girl who loves horrifying things because her home canon only had soft things. Tends to take things literally. Is nice.
David Null: Grumpy, English teacher agent. Will correct your typos. Curses a lot (will be roted). Is a vampire, but don't bring that up because he'll hate you. Has a love of the English language, so naturally hates bad SPaG. Athiest, though he still says God in his statements.
K: Very close to the opposite of Null. Is kind (as long as you don't do anything he hates), hates cursing, has a love for teaching because he likes others to learn, not necessarily be perfect. Is a vampire.
Mattew: Badfic bit who was supposedly a horror writer. He doesn't like his home canon a lot.
I hope this is good. I'll declare certain answer as canon or noncanon, depending on the question.
-kA, who now has to pay attention to a certain squeaking bird
Your options include:
Thalia Quinn- Crazed uncanonical Harley Quinn copy with an unhealthy love for explosives
Doom- Grumpy halfling (half demon, half human) from the Teen Titans series
Zara- Cheerful, semi-crazed human agent with Bloodwrath and a love for any German metal
Diamond- Snobby Twipire who would like very much to be adressed as Lady Diamond
Meg- Friendly demon with an insatiable interest in humans and their emotions
Dropping the formatting link here again for convenience.
And as far as rules go, there seems to really be one: if someone doesn't want certain kinds of questions asked of their characters, they can say so.
Anyway, have fun!
and holding up her detached human hands with two shadowy hands. Well, they couldn’t really be called hands, since hands usually have a defined shape and don’t seem to shift into increasingly more worrying claws.
((Meg has beaten up on her human form terribly by this point in time. She doesn’t seem to realize that humans break.))
"My husband and I actually showed up a couple months after the one in 2008. Then there was another invasion on the Hetalia OFU in 2011..."
She trailed off as she looked at the charts of daily statistics, at the ominous splotches of sludge where there should once have been a Factory Sue or Defective. "Yeah, where are the Flowers running these things?" she wondered. "Maybe there's a map somewhere leading to their upper --"
The door creaked, and a voice rang in her head:
I'm going to have to ask you to come out with your hands up.
((...No solid idea who this is, though it's clearly a Flower of some sort. Feel free to play with it!))
Rose approached a pod, eyeing its dull contents. "Yknow how the PPC's always strapped for cash? Well, back in nineteen-ninety-whatever-the-shpx, somethin' like this – " she gestured at the pod – "was their solution."
"The whole thing's funded by lootin' stuff from missions, yknow. So obviously, someone, some day, had the bright idea to mass-produce the dang things. What they grew in there was..." She gave the pod a couple taps, making its contents jiggle around a bit. "Not even people, not even anything like people. Just empty shells to fit in a contrived plot and get killed by agents, as an excuse to loot half the continuum every time."
Rose turned back to the pair, keeping her face carefully neutral. "Eventually, people caught wind of that, and that whole branch got kicked out of the PPC. They kept going, though. Mostly for revenge or somethin', I guess. Started making these things actually dangerous, actually halfway smart. Weapons for their war against the PPC, and true to their roots, against anyone else standin' in their way."
As she continued, carefully enunciating, she eyed the door the group had entered from. "What I'm wondering is... There's supposed to be Flowers running the place. Where are they?"
((Understandably, Rose may or may not be a bit of an unreliable narrator in these circumstances.))
“Wot was this place anyway?” Her eyes scanned over the empty pods, over the splashes of sludge and fallen posters. “Looks like a level of the Backrooms.”
Pods. Hundreds of thousands of pods meant to grow the Sues in baths of urpley-wilver Glitter, except now with the Poofening all that seemed to be left of that Glitter was... magenta sludge. She winced a little. It seemed wrong, in an ironic way.
There were no Sues in the pods, either.
"Though... I think it's meant for straight hair. Is your hair straight, wavy, curly, or coily? Might not be very effective if you've got the wrong type." He fluffed at his own hair, as if to provide an example.
It was in a very strange font, and she had to read it three times over before she could figure out what it was saying.
"I think this is it," she said to Neo.
((I am back. Life has been crazy. Replies will probably be slow because of said craziness.))
With that, Rose brandished her wand, and went to open the door.
"But as that is partially due to the Glitter, and Glitter now no longer exists in its proper form..." She shrugged, before they arrived at a door at the end of a hallway. "Is this your door?" she asked, in the tone of a magician flourishing a card.
“I guess whoever’s in there is probably okay.”
Alberta continued on her way.
((Sorry, Sier, I had to end it. I am officially done with the WWS RP, which has killed 2/3 of my current agents.
—Ls, out.))