Pandolin

Tales From the Realm of Laelilon

Pebble Cliffside

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Pebble sure was happy toddling along, singing her songs, knocking critters dead, making travelers sick, flipping her shiny gold coin as she went along. That was until she came to an intersection in the road, giving her a whole new three directions to choose from. Pebble didn’t at all like making decisions, especially when there be more than two options to choose from. Had there only been two options, she could have gone ahead and flipped her shiny new coin to make her decision for her. But by all manner of avalanche, that just wasn’t the case!

The little dwarf human stopped her lovely singing and stepped on up to the big old road sign to have a read of her options, but not before an opossum fell dead from a tree. According to the sign, if Pebble continued on ahead, she’d wind up in the town of Somerset. That was actually the direction she was meant to be headed. But if she made a turn to the right, she’d end up in a small village, which wasn’t as far a journey as Somerset was, and she really did want to buy herself a pie or something. Better yet, Rock Candy! Her favorite candy ever! Then there was Pebble’s third option, by heckers, to turn left down the road that led through the woods where the ancient battle between the Hiemaquas Dragonian’s and the armies of the First Emperor took place.

Pebble really did figure that finding her ma and pa was possibly important, and for that reason, getting to Somerset would have to be a thing to do sooner or later. But her stomach was rumbling like an active volcano, and she really could have done with a quick detour to the village for a snack before recommencing her way to Somerset. However! Pebble really did fancy the idea of checking out the old woods and the sites of the ancient battles as well. There were rumors of all sorts of ruins in them woods that she felt herself a hankering to explore. Who knows what she could dig up in old ruins like that? It was glorious as ore to think about!

The more Pebble thought about her options, the harder it was to make a decision. So, she just went ahead and stopped thinking. She plunked her cute butt down under that big old road sign and ate a bug. And "Heckers" that bug was tasty.

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Tales From the Realm of Laelilon

Imma go on ahead and start writing a Pebble post! As you all probably know, Pebble isn't part of the group just yet, so it don't matter if any of you want to go ahead and post before I do. I only wanna let you all know I'm workn on a post because I be all excited about this RP HAHAHAHA!

I sure am glad this show is still on the road! Heckers, I can't wait to be reading all your posts! <3

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HAHA! Heckers, I best be doing another bump!

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Bumpers!

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Boop!

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Banned for being a blind bird for a long time! Watch out for trees. 😊

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Hi guys!

This is not an interest check for a specific RP I'm starting (I might do that later!), I'm just putting a bit about myself here in case anyone with an actual RP in mind wants to hit me up for some fun! We can discuss the details then.

Here ya go:

Genres

Genres

Romance. Heavy Petting Romance. That-was-more-than-just-petting Romance. Possibly Romance. Not Really Romance. Could Possibly be Construed as Romance.

Slice of Life. Slice of Not Your Life. Slice of Not My Life. Slice of Someone Else's Life. Slice of Life-like Life.

Low Fanasy. High Fantasy. Dark Fantasy…. Like, just, all types of fantasy, but mostly low.

Low Sci-fi. High Sci-fi. Medium Sci-fi. Dark sci-fi. Space Sci-fi…. You get the picture!

Apocalyptic. Post-Apocalyptic. Could-Be Apocalyptic…. Wow, this is fun!

And don’t forget some others like: Western, Weird Western, Arguably Western. Cyberpunk. Steampunk, Less Steam Than Punk, More Steam Than Punk. Horror, Survival Horror, Gruesome Horror, Lovecraft Horror, The Usual And Meant-To-Be-Scary-But-Usually-Isn't Horror.

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I’ll be totally honest with ya, the list can go on for a while. But you know what? The RP’s I’ve had most fun in are those that I like to call “loose-goose Role Plays”, where almost anything goes!

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-Things I don't have a hankering to do: Anime.

Grammar and Posting Speed

Grammar and Speed!

- Okay, straight to the posting speed point, which is apparently important to all sorts of folks! Here it is: If you get antsy fast and need a reply within a day or you lose your cool… then you need to get a life, my cute and loveable friend. So no pushy-pushy! But to be totally fair about this I will say that, while I don’t mind a casual pace, having to wait a week is kinda sad - but forgivable! Two weeks? NO! Haha! (special circumstances not included)

- Grammar! Definitely not a grammar Nazi, but if you can't have a quick read through and edit before you post to make sure it is legible, then... WOW! (special circumstances not included)

Characters!

Characters

I always create my own character. Love it SOOO much. I would also hope my partner/s feel the same, and that is because I find using pre-existing characters kinda boring. If I wanna hear about those guys, I can go grab a book or comic or movie or something.

Length and 18+

Length: Would you consider your posting size freestyle, casual or advanced? I am somewhere between casual and advanced. The only time I drop down to a sentence or two is in situation where it just wouldn't call for more information, like conversation.

18+: Do I intend to have adult content in the RP? Snickers and blushes. My partner needs to be over 18. I personally like to leave any option open. If you do want to make an RP with a lot of lewdy nudey stuff, just shoot me a PM and run your idea by me. 🤭

So, if you have an idea to share, if you wanna have some 1X1 fun, or if maybe you wanna invite me to a group you’re in, then hit me up in a DM! (If you are a little skeptical about my abilities, then yeah you should be! Nah, not really, hahaha – but yeeeeah, this isn’t my first rodeo!)

Looking forward to hearing from ya!

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thanks for reading

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Bannoes for not being bannoed in three glorious days!

Tales From the Realm of Laelilon

Pebble Cliffside

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It wasn’t at all every day that Pebble got propositioned for a good old romping between rocks. Even when they fancied a lady, most men had the decency not go about offering random ladies gold in exchange for a romping. Gold was as glorious to Pebble as swinging her pickaxe at an untouched vein of ore, but she sure as stones wasn’t no prostitute! No amount of coin was going to be buying her sweet affections. Heck, that’s what she told herself, anyhow.

All Pebble was thinking is that she was going to popping that pervy mans head with her hammer as soon as they reached a private place, but there wasn’t any harm at all in taking a peek at his dangler before she did. It’s a whole lot harder for a man to be running away with his pants down. Pebble had it all worked out in her pretty little head when she and her pervy companion arrived at the ugliest glen she ever be seeing. Heckers, the plants were all dead and there wasn’t any animal making a sound. Pebble hadn’t even started up her singing yet and she couldn’t see any good reason why all the plants be dying, but the pile of dead bodies could be meaning one thing.

Pebble was willing to forgo all her rock solid plans and turn on back around. Had it not been for her pervy companion taking her by the arm to try and lead her around the glen, she sure as stones would have. His gropy hand made the little dwarf refresh her original intentions to mash his head, and they were about out of sight of all the bodies when armored Vradia soldiers rocked on up with another wagon full of dead folk. Pebble and her pervy companion didn’t watch on any longer than to see them soldiers set fire to the tower of bodies. They moved on along and found themselves at a small farming community that had been bordered off by a spiky fence. So many hecken things were wrong about this and it seemed to Pebble that the further they traveled the deeper they were getting into trouble.

Sure as stone, it was time to turn around and head back to the road, especially when right there and then Pebble saw a bunch of lively Rotted moving in their direction from the farm side of the fence. Now, Pebble was not an expert on fences, but she was sure as a rumbling avalanche that the fence wasn’t going to be holding them Rotted off for long, and she couldn’t say for certain that her singing was wonderful enough to make a whole bunch of rotted dance. Pebble had to move fast and her previous plans didn’t matter none anymore. Wasn’t no head mashing important enough to risk her life over. But wouldn’t you know it? It was all sorts of fortunate that her companion was too caught up in perving at her body to notice the approaching rotted for himself.

“Gold first.” Pebble held out her hand. She was all sorts of happy that her pervy companion was dumb enough to hand over the gold first. She slipped the coin in her pocket right quick and gave him a glorious wink. “Now, pull down your pants!” The man did just as he was told and didn’t hesitate about it none, either. Let it be told right now, his dangler wasn’t anything to write home about. “Hechers, ain’t that a twig?” Pebble’s companion was just so stony offended by her comment that he didn’t notice she was holding the hammer until she was swinging it down on his foot.

With a whole great deal of displeasure, Pebble was off and running again. She didn’t have much mind to be looking back, but she could hear the pervy man screaming well enough to know that it wasn’t just his crushed foot that was hurting him. The bunch of rotted had themselves a good old pervy feed on their hands. In case the bait Pebble left those Rotted wasn’t enough to keep them off her tail, she went on ahead and started singing her wonderful tunes all the way back to the road.

Stones be praised, it wasn’t at all long after that Pebble was feeling all safe and sound again. She toddled on down the road singing her songs with very little care in the whole wide world.

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