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Current So like have you ever stayed up til 6 in the morning playing Mario Party with your friends to the point where we're cursing our future bloodlines?
4 days ago
"And remember kids if you put ya paizanos into the cell of a table in ya BBCODE you go to hell before you die" - Mario Mario
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4 days ago
I'm fueled by rage and coffee, God cannot stop me.
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4 days ago
PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT πŸ’₯πŸ’₯
5 days ago
No but have you heard the word?
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I'm not super pleased with what I wrote but I did my best.

A chaotic thump-a-thump of a horse galloping across the plains could be faintly heard amidst the sound of combat, causing gravel to shift as the source of the thunderous beat of the beasts hooves against the ground grew louder and louder until the unmistakable bray and whinny of a horse echoed off in the distance.

Clive the Legend, was alive and pressed against the ghostly visage of his steed pale and ethereal her mane whipping like the wind through his ears bum-bump-bum-bump his heart beat in rhythm with Daisy's.

The Texan clicked his tongue, and tugged at the reigns slowing her down a little as he felt Zigmund's presence closer than ever before...When he opened his eyes were glowing with a similar ethereal light as the spirit of his beloved mare.

"Yah!" the southern man looking determined more than ever before whipped at the reigns of his horse with a crisp crack.


A fierce high pitched whinny caught the attention of everyone as suddenly and seemingly from out of nowhere a lone rider appeared mounted upon a steed that glowed with a divine ethereal light.

The hooves of his steed pounded against the ground like a war drums, a rhythmic cacophony of thunder or heavy rain. Clive leaped off Daisy, his muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash a devastating blow on Zigmund unaware of the kinetic force behind his attack.
These puns bro πŸ’€
Will work on a post today, suffice to say I lived a little too much these past two days 😡
<Snipped quote by XxFellsingxX>

This game is just great... XD




@Dark Cloud@Lurking Krog
Do you want to add anything for the Hut before I write the next DM post?


I had a rather raucous weekend so I might not be able to add much. But I'll try when I get home. I stayed up til 6 in the morning its a long story


Wordage: 635 (+1 points) | Experience: 5/20 EXP
Location: The Under ➑ Chasm


A man of mysterious origins and steely cold calculating eyes, set out from the desolate Dirtmouth, his heart heavy with the burden of his past. Before he descended into the ominous Chasm, and the darkness enveloped him, echoing the shadows of his own soul lingered in his thoughts.

Memories of his imprisonment haunted his every step as well as the night he lost everything, driving him forward in search of the heroes who could help him break free from his chains both physical and emotional still bound by an ill influence and maybe use them to find Harvey - the man who took everything from him, the thought of his former colleague made Osvald's knuckles cracked as he balled them up into tight fists.

Ozvald's resolve was tested time and time again. When bandits attempted to ambush him long before his descent, his magical prowess shone through. With a flick of his hand, he cast a spell that ignited the would-be thieves burning them and causing most of them to flee leaving a few stragglers for the scholar to deal with.

They used rusty, dull blades the five of the highwaymen though seemingly capable fighters fell easily to the scholars magic, pitiful as it was he was thankful that when he faced the couple left they were not as difficult to take down as he would assume they would in a group, taking one out with a solid punch to the stomach while the other came at him with a short sword the burly man barely had time to move getting caught by it his arm gushed blood - so much for not a difficult fight.

Enraged the scholar incinerated the last of the thieves and fell on his side repressing the urge to hiss in pain, holding down the gash on his arm he clenched his teeth bringing a hand over the wound a small flame appeared in the center of his palm seething in agony as he burned his own flesh to cauterize the injury.

In the aftermath he salvaged what he could from their assortment of glowing spirits, stripping himself and donning the burned tatters of whatever clothing he could as he crushed an orb. He hesitated to do what he recalled the knight did, absorbing spirits seemed to have dramatic effects so he crushed only a few too cautious of the effects.

A mix of determination and compassion flickered in his eyes as he stowed his newly acquired blade at his side, a silent acknowledgment of the harsh realities of survival in this unforgiving world, though it was a necessary evil and breathing a shaky breath as he got to his feet the scholar muttered "A worthwhile endeavor."

Besides those men - If they even were men any more fought like mindless zombies attacking him with their swords and daggers wildly. He perished the thought looking onward, he limped forward continuing on his way down through the dark with only the light of a flame in his hand to guide him.

This deep chasm extends for an immense distance below the surface, offering a gateway to hidden realms below.

At the base of the Chasm lie ancient ruins that Osvald was determined to reach hearing traders and miners alike speak of something down there he expected he would likely not be far behind the "Seekers", embarking on a perilous descent using mining shafts and peculiar square waterfalls the scholar made his journey deeper below closer to his goal.
I was working on a post but fell asleep yeesh lol
Hm I was hoping Gorgash would see and agress Hammerhand, but this will be a decent opportunity for Hammerhand to step in and decide to challenge the boy as well as clear the elephant in the room.

And maybe get rid of Gorgash for good.
Damn, you guys are writting a lot, I will post tonight


You got this brother. Invoke the power of God and ANIME.
@ZoolCheck the username lol My childhood consisted of watching my favourite characters get the shit kicked out of them and then get back up and win

I can't help meself lol I'm addicted


That reminds me, I never really watched DB but it's a shame Akira Toriyama died.
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