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    1. Korra 8 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Skyrim belongs to the Nords.
8 yrs ago
"Your Friends:" "You don't have any friends." Dx I shall sob in sadness sadly!
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8 yrs ago
"Hey, lets do a RP together!" Me: "SURE!" .. Then I never hear from them again. I don't get it.
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8 yrs ago
Star Wars Spolier: Obi Wan dies. (Haha, can't wait to see the movie tonight...I hope)
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8 yrs ago
Ever feel like a joke? Thats pretty much me, eery day.
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I'll add more to my profile eventually...

Basic roleplaying sample. This is not a minimum or maximum of what I can do. I just like it enough to share it.

Mishaela carried the sword, the brilliance of the blade in the bright light of the sun cast a warm glow upon her dark Elven features. This weapon, this Sword of Light was the key to stopping the hero and to bringing back Dark Dragon from the furthest reaches of history.

Wonder began to fill the wizardess' keen eyes. "I could stop the revival myself. I could be the hero with this blade.." Her voice quivered as if she were being entranced by the pure good that radiated form this magnificent weapon. Each step she took was another moment of bonding to the blade that she had. Another step brought her appreciation to the light and the good that this weapon represented.

But soon after, she felt a dreadful weight pull on her mind, the burden of which caused her entire body to stop moving. Dark tones sent waves of fear through her head, which manifested itself into a voice most vile.

"Bring me that blade. Bring me the key. Should you defy the will of Dark Dragon, I will personally see to your demise. Your townspeople will be targeted and their lives stamped out like the miserable worms that they are under the merciless heat of the driest of days..."

The presence itself was gone as quickly as it came, but Mishaela's heart felt as if it was being clutched by infinitely weighted chains. She bit her lip as she screamed on the inside, her body shaking visibly on the outside. She quickly caved in to the feeling and calmed down. The blade was once more holstered within its casing and she continued to walk once more. She must deliver this sword to her leader and Dark Dragon must be revived. This was the only way for her and her small village to survive... It was the only chance she had.

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A specific person constantly harassing me/me intelligence, sometimes directly, sometimes passive aggressively, every time he decides his opinion is better than mine.

Calling me a bitch a lot when I am simply asking "don't talk to me if you can't be an adult". Apparently not talking to/about me is too hard to do.
"W... water phobia? Like... A cat?" She tilted her head in terrible confusion. Sure, a construct wouldn't want to get wet, but an actual phobia of it? She shook her thoughts from her head and thought for a moment.

"No, its not like an ocean. Its a port city that rests along a small inlet river that heads out towards the sea. It makes a good rest stop and it would be a good place for you to oil up if you need to do such a thing." Lotus explained, trying to persuade him to going that way. In truth, her sword was on the fringes of its usefulness. She needed a new one and she knew that a port city would have more exotic blades that might be able to handle her magic better than the ordinary blades made around here.
She waited for the two large barrels to be brought to her. She got them and pulled them over her back and held them over her shoulder by the rope, then pulled her bag over her other shoulder. This pulled her robe like jacket up a bit, revealing a curved sword at her right hip. "Well thats cool I guess.." She simply shrugged and hiccuped again.

"Lets go and find a horse carriage. They should be able to take us to the edge of this town, and then we can take another one to the port town. Hopefully, we will be able to find some that aren't afraid of the monsters during the night." She smirked, thinking of the last carriage she rode on that ended up leaving her in the middle of nowhere and turned tail as soon as they saw one of the weakest known monsters.
"I think we will have to walk to the edge of this city and see if we can get a carriage over the the port town at the end of the kingdom. Somehow, we are going to have to get over to... Whatever the kingdom is, blah blah..." Lotus quickly lost interest in whatever she was just saying, as her mind immediately went to supplies.

"We need to get supplies. I have camping gear in my bag, but I am going to need to get something else for the journey. What about you? Do we need to stop by for you to get things before we go?" She walked over to the bar, pushing one of the patrons out of the way. "I'd like to get a.. uh.. Two kegs of your fines Firebrandy. Stack 'em and rope them, because I am going on a trip!" She announced to the bartender. The rest of the bar cheered knowing that she would finally be gone for a while.
Watching him turn and read the Wanted poster, she tapped her foot waiting a little bit impatient. When she heard the words 'They did a good job, whoever drew that', she clenched her sharp teeth and closed her fist. Her fist shook in rage, as fire began to lick around the bandages wrapped around her hand, fingers and all the way up her arms under her cloak. But her anger quickly subsided once she heard him agree to team up and the fire went out immediately.

"GP...S..?" She didn't understand his terminology, but started to answer his question. "I think its two kingdoms ove..." She was cut off by the acknowledgement of his name and then saw him slump over. "Well, I'll just call you Slumpy... Oh no! I got it! There was once a Knight that protected this Princess and they lived it... I can't remember where. Her name was.." she hiccuped "Well.. I forgot that too..." She scratched her black hair again right at were the purple blended into her bangs. "Oh forget it. His name was Steiner.. So thats what I think I should call you. Steiner! So don't get all... blubbery.. Get up Mr, Steiner..." She ended her naming process with another hiccup.
"I..." She almost started to explain, hiccuping again. "You DON'T know me?" The girl shook her head before finally shrugging her shoulders, one more than the other due from not being quite so sober. She then pointed at another poster that was on a different part of the wall, which was plastered with a bunch of wanted posters.

The poster in question had a rather pathetic drawing of her on it, with an evil look, devil horns and a forked tongue. Clearly these were things that were not accurate to her physique in any way. The text read, 'WANTED! The Bounty Hunter, Lotus Raine! Crimes of Tax Evasion and Blasting the Tax Collectors and Guards with powerful magics into the river!"

"Since you are a Knight, and clearly unique in your... characteristics... We should team up and get this princess. Splitting the money would be nice, but I want to get this bounty off my back." She eyed him closely again, looking at his newly oiled knee.
From a stool that was pulled up to the bar, a young lady sat with several sorts of beverages in front of her. Most of the glasses were empty or close to being so. She looked through her dull purple bangs as she watched the machination with sentience take note of the poster plea. She squinted at it as it moved back to the corner of the room to have its oil.

She pushed her bangs to the side by blowing air past her lips and up at her face, revealing her male cheeks reddened by the entire evening of drinking. Lifting mug to lips, she downed the rest of her last bit of booze and dropped her hand quickly so that the mug banged loudly with a slight ring. This caused the rest of the tavern, who seemed to know her well and were still awake and sober enough, to turn towards her as she got up.

Moving over to the machine, she put her foot up against a table hear him and leaned into it and looked directly at him. "You.. You think that you are going to... -hic-, save a princess huh? You look so clumsy that you could trip over the air or... -hic-, a rainbow." She snickered a bit, eying him closely. "Whater you anyhuway..?" Her eyes seemed a bit glazed over, but they had a bright yellow glow to them which seemed to try to stare into the machination's soul. "Are you like.. One of those ogre things?"

"Hey!" An ogre got up, shaking a fist in the air from a few tables away. "Tha's a bit rude, yeah?" He interrupted her with a very civilized accent.

She squinted at the machine still, taking a glass from the table her foot was against and threw it behind her, hitting the ogre on the head and breaking against his skull, which simply caused him to grumble and sit back down. Turning back to him. "So.. what... er.. what are you?"
I have a few tiny little submissive males..
@Kokushi No problem at all! And don't worry, I plan to have the two teams interacting on several occasions and it will be GREAT. n.n
@Kokushi Accepted. I'ma have you on team two with @Double. I am trying to find a third person so we can have even amount of characters for both parties.
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