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Current Potato
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I'm alive
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5 yrs ago
Status updates, huh? Who needs those anyways, pfft
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6 yrs ago
I figured I should update my status. Tada!
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What IS on my mind?

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N I S Q H O G



Loves Teddy Bears|Twenty Something|Can't Speak Russian|Is Potat


THE MORE AWESOMEST POTATO:

Let me properly introduce myself. I am Sir Spud the Fourth, and I have been a potato for the longest time ever. I never denied it to be completely honest, but it is only recently that I embraced it. Now I have evolved from a simple couch potato to a fully grown royal potato. A dapper kawaii potato. And I dare say, knowing that you are a spud, makes life a lot easier. Just chill and let everyone else care about all their meaningless things because at the end of the day you'll know: chilling is the way to go.

I try to spend minimal effort on things that I don't care about, and procrastination might as well be my middle name. But that doesn't mean I ONLY rest. Sometimes a 'tato gotta do what a 'tato gotta do. And if that something happens to be things I like, then you cannot find anyone better than me. I am an omnipotent being capable of virtually any task to a limited degree, and I am not shy to admit it. I may not be the MOST AWESOMEST in a thing, but I am sure as hell MORE AWESOMEST than most people are at everything. But hey, I'm not here to brag, even if I am probabaly better at it than you


THE DREAMER:

All those nights laying in my couch, I thought about the cool shit that I cannot do. That I cannot see. But I pictured them in front of myself like they were real, and that infuraited me. Then I found the Guild, and I lived happily after. I have been on the site for 2 years now, and I have seen many RPs, and played with many people. I wish I have found the site earlier, but I am glad that I've even found it. Now all those fantasies can be written down and my mind can rest at ease at night, without being constantly troubled by ideas.

When I RP, I love myself some good Sci-Fi or Fantasy. But hey I am filthy casual, I can go for anything with an interesting setting. I don't trouble myself on small details if the plot is good, but if you get somwthing wrong you can expect me to tell you about it. Some even go as far as to think that I am angry or something, but I am too chill for that. If anything I'm more of the funny type, so you can expect me to try and write some shitty jokes or post memes I found on the internet. Anyways, you'll see what I mean when we RP together.


THE ARTIST:

Used to be something else here, but I'm happy to say that it's replaced because of a positive change. I now work as a full-time 3D artist in the animation industry, churning out shot after shot for some of your favorite game intros and trailers. Can't say anything about them before you even ask, and even though I'm still new to the industry I love it and I already know that this will be my passion for a long time. So hopefully in a few years I'll have a proud portfolio of animations that were done by yours truly that I can show off to all the lovely people of the guild.

THE LOVER OF STUFF:

Now I may have hobbies like the above mentioned, but there are some more things that I love in life. Here is a handy list of things you can always talk about with me:

  • Gaming: This one I am quite proud of, I'm a serious gamer with capital G. Not as much time for it nowadays, but still true.
  • Music: All kinds of electronic music, but I am a sucker for Queen and Powerwolf. Or Breakbot... anything music.
  • Anime: We all have an Otaku in us, but it's bigger for some people. For me it's just big enough.


WORDS OF WISDOM:

Be chill folks, getting fed up about stuff is a recipe for disaster. You gotta learn to be patient and let things go, or you'll end up a wrinkly old man/woman with only bad memories about life. Even if you do fuck-all every day, you can live a content life by taking things easy. With that said, as always, stay safe and stay classy.

Most Recent Posts

@Noodles Wait, are you not in yet?
@Lunarlors34 I think sokething that includes luxury ingredients like wine, venison.....Maybe a good ol venison stew. Yeah, that sounds good.
@Delta44 Now I just need to think up a food that someone like Grian would eat for dinner. Man this feels like the hardest part >.<
Eyy, time to wait. I really could've just waited with the post tho :P
My IC post is up.
It is probably riddles with mistakes. Its pretty late here, and my hands hurt. I rarely write for three different characters, not to mention 12k characters for a measely casual RP.

So don't judge me, okay XD
Grian Rothfell_



@ADamnFiddle

Grian pet his two wolfes, and left the house along with the sound of howling. Some of the people walking on the street looked over to him, but didn't pay too much attention to his bonding. For all they cared a wolfman could be as animalistic as they want to be. Because even if they weren't, they would be just stamped as another animal that can walk on two legs. Grian didn't pay attention to them either, silently noting the time. It was just after noon, and the sun was shining brighty. Maybe he should've given more time for Emile. However, that wouldn't be a real test of her capabilities and personality. Thought she acted like it was no big deal that her life was possibly in danger, Grian hoped that his threat had some effect on the girl. Otherwise he might throw her out because she wasn't capable of going through the test. it would be a real shame to lose someone like Emile, but Grian could only trust people who earned it. The list was very short, and on the very top was his butler, Barkley. This said however, thos that did earn his respect and trust were considered like family to him. The very few humans to ever pass his test are still good friends with him, and their differences could be gigantic, Grian wouldn't even care. But Emile is yet to earn that level of friendship.

It wasn't a long walk to the city center, but the soaring sun, and the last night's long walk left Grian tired, and gasping for air by the time he reached the markets. He quickly looked around, trying to locate himself in the large crowd. After some walking around in circles he finally found where he met that girl yesterday. What was her name? Grian couldn't remember, but the memories of the weird statues and books were still vivid.

He rushed down the street where the captain went with them, and after some asking around he finally found the Iron Bell HQ. It was more a fortress than a brrack really, and it seemed much smaller than he remembered. it was probably just his mind palying games, trying to compare reality to his memories. He looked around jsut to make sure he was at the right palce, and approached the gates. It seemed however that teh guards spooted him before he could spot them, and cheers came from above him, from the top of the wall. Soon two helmets appeared and then the two guards who owned them. One of them was a short guy who was ripped, and was laughing at something, thought Grian didn't know what. Then the other one, who was massive even compared to Grian took a step forward to havea better look. He remembered the two from the guys night at the bar from yesterday, and smiled back at them as he stopped a few meters in front of the gate. "Eyyy, look who's where. If it ain't the doggy himself. What you doing here wulfy?" The short guy seemed to enjoy the joke and bursted out laughing as he heard the sub-par joke. Grian smiled, not caring about the insult and replied. "The same as you thick headed goon. Trying to look like I am important." The smile appeared from the guy's face, but his companion just looked at him and began laughing even harder than before. Grian was seriously worried that the guy would fall down from the gate whilst he was laughing, but he thankfully stopped before suffocating. He motioned at the tall guy who just nod, and looked at Grian with a sour face, then disappeared down through what Grian assumed was a staircase hidden inside the wall. The short guy looked down at Grian and leaned out a bit. "So what are you doing here Grian. You know we can't drink on shift, right?"

"I need to see the captain. I promised her some compensation after I wrecked your barracks with the Shamak spell." The gate in front of him slowly started to open, creaking as the mechanism operating it slowly but surely did it's job. Around halfwaw it stopped, and the tall guard from before appeared behind it. He didn't look quite so displeased as before, but it was obious he liked to dish out the roasts, and not get them. He motioned for Grian to come in. Before he could take a step forwards the guard from above leaned over once again, his faced blurred out by the sunshine. "Hey Grian, the boys are going to the bar again tonight. In fact almost every night. You coming?" Grian looked up, his hand trying to shadow his eyes from the sun, his eyes tightly shut to see event eh slightest glimpse of the man. "Not tonight, I have something to do. But you can count on me tomorrow to get drunk with you." With that he walked in through the door, and left the gate behind as he was escorted by the other guard. The gates slowly closed behind him.

They walked through teh courtyard and Grian once again faced that strange feeling that he remembered it being bigger. As he was looknig around making sure this was the same place, he caught a glimpse of the healer giving him a furious look. He could understood that the lad was angry at him, because he certainly had his hands full yesterday because of Grian. But he turned away, and closed the window he was looking through. The guard stopped in front of the building they were in yesterday, and looked at Grian. "I better tell the boss myself. She may not be exactly happy if you jsut barge in yourself. Wouldn't be good for me either." With that the guard left Grian, and entered the building to inform Maria that he arrived.



Barkley, the Butler


@Delta44

Up until now, Barkley was watching Grian and Emile conversate with each other from a distant corner of the room. As Grian left with the instructions, he just politely bowed, and replied with the autonomous answer that he used so many times before. "Certainly." He watched as the door closed behind his master, and then turned his attention to Emile. It seemed like the poor girl was deeply shocked from Grian's threat, and was weeping and talking to herself. He cleared his throat, and slowly walked to the girl. He didn't want to be too formal as it would certainly not make her better, but he was sure that Grian wouldn't be too happy if he acted too friendly towards the girl. Especially not that it seemed like his master got some kinda mind game planned, and he didn't want to interfere. So he choosed an option between these two. "Miss Emile, do not fear. I will teach you all the secrets of cooking a 5 star dinner in no time. Now if you would follow me, I'll show you around the mansion." He motioned with his hand towards the rest of the mansion, and then turned away, and began his tour of the place, making sure the girl could get around if need be.

Barkley opened a door on the north side of the large dining hall, and it revealed a corridor with various paintings, plants and a few smaller doors. "These three doors to the right are where the guests would normally stay at." He put moe pressure on the word "normally". He opened into one of them, revealing a smaller version of the rooms found on the floor above. He closed the door, and walked down the hallway towards the west. He briefly motioned at a room with a brass nameplate that said "coffe room" and then continued without stopping. To next door opened to the left, and Barkley stopped meaninguflly in front of it. "This is the bathroom on the first floor Miss Emile." A small cart with new clothes stood in perfect silence next to the door. Finally Barkley walked to the end of the hallway and the last door on the right. A brass plate was next to the door, explaining that this room was, inf act, the hot spa. "This is our very own hot spa, which you may use as a staff member. However you will need to heat it up about half an hour before you wish to use it."

Barkley stopped for a second and wondered if he should even tell this to Emile. It wasn't certain that she would stay, so such information seemed irrelevant. However he was certain that master Grian would not throw the girl out. He took a not in his head, and walked past Emile, back the way they came. He cut through the dining hall, seemingly for the thousandth time this day, and opened the door through which Grian left. He cut striaght to the right, and stopped before a wooden door, and another one to his right as he turned to Emile. "This would be the our final destination for the first floor, and probably the last room we are gonna see today. Behind me is the kitchen. If you would please follow me." Barkley opened the door behind him, and stood aside to let Emile in. The kitchen was humongous, probably half the size of the dining hall. Many different ingerdients hanged from the walls, and an assorted collection of pans, pots and other untesils lined the furniture. A large oven of questionably large size occupied the west side of the room, and it seemed to have more than one chamber. One can only wonder how many functions it had. On the north side of the room was a small wooden door that hung open, revealing a room fileld with ingredients. Barkley closed the door, and stood in front of it. He motioned at the room in a whole and smiled with a profound glee on his face. "This is my emporioum, and at the minimum yours for the day too. Beleive me when I say that you can make anything in the world in this kitchen."

Barkley walked around the room with haste, and reorganizing some of the tools that were already in perfect positions. Nothing could be too perfect in this kitchen. He looked back at the battered girl, and he felt that he may be too pushy on this subject. After all, the kitchen was basically his second home, and he wanted to share the joy of cooknig with someone else. He softly smiled at the girl and leaned against one of the kitchen counters. "Considering you haven't taken a bath since yesterday, according to your story, I advise you take your time while I will prepare the ingredients for the dinner. I dared take into assumption that you would require some lone time, so the spa is also heated up for you. You can find the spare uniform on the cart in the hallway. I will be here, preparing the ingredients, and making sure you will only have to do the core of the cooking." He looked at the girl with kind, but very dedicated face. "Now off with you."




Hendrick Joseph



@Melpaws

Hendrick leaned back on his seat and took the last sip of his coffe. He wondered if he could have any meaningful question to the guard. "I feel like you are being unfair to me. I amy be hard to tell, but it seems to me that all the basic things about you are brightly visible." He inspected the aura of the man and continued. "You are a Royal Knight, thats as bright as day. It also seems like you take your job seriously, because you noticed my quite quickly and came to interrogate me. I can also tell that you are very empathic because when you talked about the accident yesterday I felt grief coming from you. And if you ask me, I think you are very kind, guiding a blind man and buying me my grocery." Hendrick laughed as he went through some of the more assumptious things he could say, but instead just wiped a tear of joy and enjoyed the feel of the cafe.

"However you could help me. I travel to improve my abilities and have new experiences. Right now I have money, but later that might become an issue. I was wondering if you could help me with this." He leaned forward once again, his eyes scanning the horizon. "I've heard of some slave institute working around here. I am sure that you yourself are not happy with such things. I personally don't want to say what should be done, because the order of things must be balanced. However it could be fun to track them down, and if possible, get some payment from teh guards for my troubles. And of course give the good side of things a little budge, cause it sure as heck needs it." He looked at Reinhardt, and examiend the man once again. maybe he was very jsut as well, who would not want him working for money. But maybe he would help him once again, not so unwillingly as last time. Truth is that he needed the money, and if he could look then thats a plus. If he could make a name in both low and high palces than that could come even handier. One should never ignore a feeding hand, no matter where it is from. "So what do you say. You found my in a very cheery mood, and I hope you share the same enthusiasm for some action."
@Delta44 Now I gotta make 3 character posts. Just fantastic. Is it fucking christmas came early or what?
@Delta44 WRONG QUOTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Leave me alone T_T
@Lunarlors34 wrong quote, but nvm
@Lunarlors34

Pretty sure the red hair and tsundere trope gives it away :D
Mmmmmmmmh a fellow Cordelia fan, or just liking Severa (whom actually turns out to have depth, which is awesome ^-^)? Either way I also like that pairing :3 Though for me, the shenanigans of the blueberry family, from head-bashing to bathroom rage to using the legendary Falchion to cut apples, is my personal favourite :P And I don't think you can get three kids unless you can bang two women in the same save, though I'm fairly certain that's impossible XD

edit: Though you can use a save editor to give yourself two Morgans ;)


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