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3 yrs ago
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Roleplay man, roleplay man, does whatever a roleplay can. Does he write? Not at all. He brings plots to a stall, look out... He’s a fucking ghost.
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6 yrs ago
I hate websites that tell you an email is wrong whilst you're trying to type it out. CALM YOUR TITS, I'VE NOT PUT IN THE FUCKING @ ADDRESS YET, NO SHIT IT'S NOT VALID.
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7 yrs ago
Does anyone else see a word spelt totally correctly and think 'that can't be fucking right, I've messed something up.'
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7 yrs ago
When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don’t want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life’s manager!
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Planned menstruation.

WAIT WHAT?!
Thinking of a Ceberus or Police sniper, but we'll see.
Ok, so... What exactly is going to happen in this RP?

(Also, let's ignore the fact that South Africa is an ex-British colony that would certainly be on the west's side.)
*hefts crossbow, pulling back string with a suspiciously bolt-like system*

Totally not-German engineer anyone?
Thank the divines, my sickness is gone for long enough to post.

They had iron. Maxim watched as the mine slowly grew into existence, tents puffing up and the clang of pick on rock echoing out. The few soldiers they had were watching out, horns in their hands, ready to sound the cry should orcs come for them. The call had gone out- if any miner wished to eat better food and earn more, they should join the guard. The more guards the better, especially with the sustained losses.

But now was not the time. Mannerlicher had hurried to start work on the mechanisms for firing a ballista- they had to construct them from the start, as if they were discovering them for the first time. Iron was not all they needed however. Wood. They needed lots of wood, and how. It was true that homes were not made from the stuff, but handles for tools, fuel... All relied on wood.

The order was sent out to establish a lumber mill. With iron, they could produce proper hand-cranked saws for bisecting logs and making planks. When they had enough wood, then they could take the fight once more to the orcs. And this time, eradicate them.
Ah. Damn. Well, I don't think I can carry this all on my own, so I'll be leaving as well.

Safe recovery.
"That might be for the best. Some of Franco's supporters are still around, mostly with the regime of Herr Hitler. From what I've heard, there's no love lost between you and Franco, but... For the sake of the mission, no?" Maria watched as the silk fluttered, before looking towards the Spaniard. "Collect that. Before those cazzos find them." She looked up, the plane roaring away. "We appear to have lost some members. No matter, this was... Expected. We should make it to the safehouse, I gave the English gent directions. They should be able to find us, if not, there's no doubt that they can survive out here."

"Oh, and Belasý. We're counting on each other to survive. Just because you're a soldier doesn't mean you can go it alone- in fact, even the best soldiers should know that. There is an army out there, and we won't be fighting them head on...."

"We'll be hurting them when they don't expect it."
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