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30 Apr 2017 5:30
Current With the lights out, it's less dangerous. Here we are now, entertain us.
24 Apr 2017 20:34
I'm suppose to be a Phantom Thief, but this Palace keeps kicking my ass.
19 Apr 2017 11:36
Gotta go back. Back to the past. Samurai Jack.
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15 Apr 2017 3:34
China. - Donald Trump, Inspirational Quotes 2k17.
11 Apr 2017 17:27
I hate it when someone thinks it's brag-worthy, to talk about their writing levels. Shut the fuck up, no one cares if you're Advanced or not.
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Hi there, cherie. I'm an gamer, Otaku, writer, and a comic reader. It's me, CallMeChaotix by the way.

I like to think that I was born to play video games. It's my favorite thing in the world, most of the time when I have no plans I end up finding myself playing an app, or a Xbox 1 or PS4 game. I'm addicted to video games. My biggest hobby would have to be writing though, I was always good at writing, especially in high school. That's why I came to this site, obviously. I love to write and roleplay. I am a noob compared to other roleplayers, because I've only been roleplaying for about three years. I use to play an game called Roblox (I know it's a kid game, but I played with other people my age.) and roleplayed on there too.

I admit, I'm not the best at it but I'd like to think I'm an pro at it. On other sites, roleplaying was not really fun to me, possibly because people were always serious and when I would crack a joke or do something not serious I would be an outcast. That's when one of my friends on Roblox invited me to this site, and I instantly fell in love with it.

Sometimes I like to binge watch anime or read Manga. I do read comics constantly, because well, I love Marvel and DC. I have cosplayed a few times at conventions. I once cosplayed as Nightwing, and at least to me I was cool in that costume. (No I wasn't, don't believe me.)

Welp, this is all about me for now I guess. See ya.

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Replying to: @KaijuBaragon

Danji nodded at what Connor had said about his abilities, although his quirk sounded pretty disgusting and painful to use. Making things from his bones, ouuuucchh.

Danji scratched his head, noticing his name wasn't asked when Connor had replied to him. So he had shrugged, and sort of smirked, showing a fang. "What I can do? Well, how do I say this? I have claws that can rip through metal, hence how I beat the robots in the exam. I can run pretty fast as well. I can smell and hear better than everyone else. I'm also stuck looking like this til' the day I die, if I shave the fur off, it grows back in a matter of about one week." Speaking of smelling, someone had a bit too much perfume or cologne on, he couldn't tell exactly who it was though. Danji crossed his arms, hoping his powers a bit impressive.

Danji knew it was a bad idea to tell people about their powers and skills, the thing is though, he 'forgot' to mention the fact about his claws sort of evolving, to become more durable, and he didn't mention the bit of minor enhanced strength, which was also pretty helpful towards beating the robots in the exam.

Everyone here, looked like they could do a pretty good job. Asashi, though, he figured a few people wouldn't like the Asahi kid mainly because of the mech suit, and not exactly an offensive or defensive quirk. But even Asahi looked like a great teammate to work with, who knows? Maybe they'd be a great little hero team one day, or something like that.

Not bad of a class.

Not bad at all.

"I'm Ookami Danji, good to meet you, too."
You like, well liked creepypastas. Mainly because you found most to be scary, even though these type of things and creatures can not exist. Whatever they are, they are clearly impossible to even exist. But tonight, you're letting your delusions get to you.

At least that's what you thought right before the man showed up.

It was late night, as you were on a chatroom site talking to one of your friends. It was boring as usual, but you had a sense of dread for some reason, rather an eerie feel. It was dead silence outside, and your room was dimly lit. Obviously, not the best idea, as you were being creeped out more and more by the second. Reading creepypastas while chatting did not help, as your friend usually liked to tease you about things like that. You heard a sort of thump outside your window.

Something just didn't feel right, you couldn't put your finger on it. But you felt like you were being watched, so you cautiously pulled out a little flashlight to give you more light than just your computer. A good idea. If anything comes behind you, you'll see its shadow reflect from the flashlight. At least, hopefully, that is.

You could've sworn you just saw a man in your computer screen reflection, but it's nothing, riiight? Just a bit sleepy and hallucinating, or just a bit paranoid. Right? Yeah, that's probably what you were thinking at the moment. But don't be stupid, you're acting like a dumb blonde horror movie protagonist that will probably trip on a carpet somehow, and scream casually to catch the killer's attention.

You're being a literal cliche at this moment, but you just keep shrugging whatever was keeping you scared at the moment away. Because it was no big deal, right? Did you just see someone move up the stairs in the dark? NOOOOO, that's impossible, you're mind is just playing tricks on you in the dark. That's what you keep telling your ignorant mind.

When the human mind feels watched, its usually correct to think something is wrong. But, hey, I'm just a critic of what you were doing at those final moments of your normal life. If you call watching Anime, Porn, and crying in the shower because you're lonely being normal.

If only you knew that at the moment. If only you knew it. But nope! You were even too scared to call the police, just in case, not like the police would've gotten there to save you in time though. You see, the paranormal does exist, but you were just too much of a skeptical. And now you're in a pretty scary situation.

Oh no, what was that? Is that another tap on the window? Probably good just to ignore it, though.

The thing is, everything else was dead silent, no trees were close enough to that, and no wind could hit a window in such a physically hard way. It was nothing, right?

Yeah, it had to be nothing.

Riiiiggghhhttt?

Suddenly, your friend in the chat went to asleep turning his computer off. And someone random joined.





The Game Master entered the chatroom.


The Game Master: Wanna play a game?

You: who r u?

The Game Master: Don't worry about it.

You: Are u trying to pull a prank, this is not funny.

The tapping happened again, but rather, harsher, louder. You gulped

You: what do u want?

The Game Master: To Play A Game. Just a game, nothing more.

You: alright, well?

The Game Master: Chose a game number out of 1 to 7.




You typed the number. Then the game master had left. Suddenly, rapid tapping, wait no? Those were footsteps in your house.The dimly lit lights went off, as you heard a distintive voice cackle with a horrible, dreadful laugh, you could see the silhouette of a large man, and you could see his smile, his toothy, friendly but also sinsister smile.

You then heard the last words you would hear for tonight, they were chilling, coming from the man's mouth.

"Time for the game, now."





Hello! I've just been craving the Twilight Zone and Tales from the Crypt, with a little bit of Darkest Dungeon in there as well. So I decided.

Why not make up an RP that would be an anthology?

You and other characters will be the victims, as I would be the 'Game Master'. The goal is to escape each horror story, or in this case, 'nightmare', without dying. When writing your post before doing something like an serious action, you must chose a number 1 through 7, as a piece of paper, or blood on the wall, will give you the choice of the numbers.

Your characters will most likely die, but your minds would be transported to your bodies, in an alternate reality, dealing with a different horror story.

Sounds neato? Right?

This roleplay will be rather gritty and gruesome, but also have that Tales from the Crypt campy pulpy 50's comic book horror vibe as well, and a bit of humor as well, because horror-comedies are always fun.

It's just a game, though, and nothing else. Join if you dare!

MWUHAHAHAHAHAHA!-*ahem* Sorry, sorry, my Crypt Keeper is showing.

Anyways, hope this catches some interest!
You like, well liked creepypastas. Mainly because you found most to be scary, even though these type of things and creatures can not exist. Whatever they are, they are clearly impossible to even exist. But tonight, you're letting your delusions get to you.

At least that's what you thought right before the man showed up.

It was late night, as you were on a chatroom site talking to one of your friends. It was boring as usual, but you had a sense of dread for some reason, rather an eerie feel. It was dead silence outside, and your room was dimly lit. Obviously, not the best idea, as you were being creeped out more and more by the second. Reading creepypastas while chatting did not help, as your friend usually liked to tease you about things like that. You heard a sort of thump outside your window.

Something just didn't feel right, you couldn't put your finger on it. But you felt like you were being watched, so you cautiously pulled out a little flashlight to give you more light than just your computer. A good idea. If anything comes behind you, you'll see its shadow reflect from the flashlight. At least, hopefully, that is.

You could've sworn you just saw a man in your computer screen reflection, but it's nothing, riiight? Just a bit sleepy and hallucinating, or just a bit paranoid. Right? Yeah, that's probably what you were thinking at the moment. But don't be stupid, you're acting like a dumb blonde horror movie protagonist that will probably trip on a carpet somehow, and scream casually to catch the killer's attention.

You're being a literal cliche at this moment, but you just keep shrugging whatever was keeping you scared at the moment away. Because it was no big deal, right? Did you just see someone move up the stairs in the dark? NOOOOO, that's impossible, you're mind is just playing tricks on you in the dark. That's what you keep telling your ignorant mind.

When the human mind feels watched, its usually right.

If only you knew that at the moment. If only you knew it. But nope! You were even too scared to call the police, just in case, not like the police would've gotten there to save you in time though. You see, the paranormal does exist, but you were just too much of a skeptical. And now you're in a pretty scary situation.

Oh no, what was that? Is that another tap on the window? Probably good just to ignore it, though.

The thing is, everything else was dead silent, no trees were close enough to that, and no wind could hit a window in such a physically hard way. It was nothing, right?

Yeah, it had to be nothing.

Riiiiggghhhttt?

Suddenly, your friend in the chat went to asleep turning his computer off. And someone random joined.





The Game Master entered the chatroom.


The Game Master: Wanna play a game?

You: who r u?

The Game Master: Don't worry about it.

You: Are u trying to pull a prank, this is not funny.

The tapping happened again, but rather, harsher, louder. You gulped

You: what do u want?

The Game Master: To Play A Game. Just a game, nothing more.

You: alright, well?

The Game Master: Chose a game number out of 1 to 7.




You typed the number. Then the game master had left. Suddenly, rapid tapping, wait no? Those were footsteps in your house.The dimly lit lights went off, as you heard a distintive voice cackle with a horrible, dreadful laugh, you could see the silhouette of a large man, and you could see his smile, his toothy, friendly but also sinsister smile.

You then heard the last words you would hear for tonight, they were chilling, coming from the man's mouth.

"Time for the game, now."





Hello! I've just been craving the Twilight Zone and Tales from the Crypt, with a little bit of Darkest Dungeon in there as well. So I decided.

Why not make up an RP that would be an anthology?

You and other characters will be the victims, as I would be the 'Game Master'. The goal is to escape each horror story, or in this case, 'nightmare', without dying. When writing your post before doing something like an serious action, you must chose a number 1 through 7, as a piece of paper, or blood on the wall, will give you the choice of the numbers.

Your characters will most likely die, but your minds would be transported to your bodies, in an alternate reality, dealing with a different horror story.

Sounds neato? Right?

This roleplay will be rather gritty and gruesome, but also have that Tales from the Crypt campy pulpy 50's comic book horror vibe as well, and a bit of humor as well, because horror-comedies are always fun.

It's just a game, though, and nothing else. Join if you dare!

MWUHAHAHAHAHAHA!-*ahem* Sorry, sorry, my Crypt Keeper is showing.

Anyways, hope this catches some interest!
I am horrible at being a GM. Either try, succeed, RP dies out in a literally a week. Or school decided to stick its dick down my throat and I have to cancel what I planned, or it just dies out simple as that.

Someone help me.
@Ryonara I have the perfect theme song for this character of yours.

https://youtu.be/oeSyAgUvwHI

Even though, you kinda already have one.
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