Good point, how EXACTLY is the battle gioing to be RPd?
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THE MORE AWESOMEST POTATO:
Let me properly introduce myself. I am Sir Spud the Fourth, and I have been a potato for the longest time ever. I never denied it to be completely honest, but it is only recently that I embraced it. Now I have evolved from a simple couch potato to a fully grown royal potato. A dapper kawaii potato. And I dare say, knowing that you are a spud, makes life a lot easier. Just chill and let everyone else care about all their meaningless things because at the end of the day you'll know: chilling is the way to go.
I try to spend minimal effort on things that I don't care about, and procrastination might as well be my middle name. But that doesn't mean I ONLY rest. Sometimes a 'tato gotta do what a 'tato gotta do. And if that something happens to be things I like, then you cannot find anyone better than me. I am an omnipotent being capable of virtually any task to a limited degree, and I am not shy to admit it. I may not be the MOST AWESOMEST in a thing, but I am sure as hell MORE AWESOMEST than most people are at everything. But hey, I'm not here to brag, even if I am probabaly better at it than you
THE DREAMER:
All those nights laying in my couch, I thought about the cool shit that I cannot do. That I cannot see. But I pictured them in front of myself like they were real, and that infuraited me. Then I found the Guild, and I lived happily after. I have been on the site for 2 years now, and I have seen many RPs, and played with many people. I wish I have found the site earlier, but I am glad that I've even found it. Now all those fantasies can be written down and my mind can rest at ease at night, without being constantly troubled by ideas.
When I RP, I love myself some good Sci-Fi or Fantasy. But hey I am filthy casual, I can go for anything with an interesting setting. I don't trouble myself on small details if the plot is good, but if you get somwthing wrong you can expect me to tell you about it. Some even go as far as to think that I am angry or something, but I am too chill for that. If anything I'm more of the funny type, so you can expect me to try and write some shitty jokes or post memes I found on the internet. Anyways, you'll see what I mean when we RP together.
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Used to be something else here, but I'm happy to say that it's replaced because of a positive change. I now work as a full-time 3D artist in the animation industry, churning out shot after shot for some of your favorite game intros and trailers. Can't say anything about them before you even ask, and even though I'm still new to the industry I love it and I already know that this will be my passion for a long time. So hopefully in a few years I'll have a proud portfolio of animations that were done by yours truly that I can show off to all the lovely people of the guild.
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@Nariata Roger that, I'll make sure to detail in my notebook that Gyrid is an absolutely ignorant fanatic crusader. You know, in the "Notebook of overly zealous chicks" 
Man, this took a dark turn quick. Maybe I shouldn't write for Spud at 5 AM. Meh, whatever. I need to develop his character anyways, because keeping him that forever happy-go-lucky farmboy with no real motivation is just boring and gets old pretty quickly. (But I'll try to still make him funny whenever he isn't bleeding internally)
SIR SPUD
The good news was that the Jak-Jak did indeed pay attention to him. The bad news was that she payed too much attention to him, and after swiftly removing Spud's taunt partner, he became vulnerable target for the beast's raging attacks. After swiftly dodging a few swipes of the JJ's tail, Spud lost his bearings for a second as a wild gust of snow decided to help out the monster by rudely forcing itself into the eyes of the farmboy. Blinded by the snow, Spud was in no condition to dodge the next attack and the quick attack sent him flying through the air, his flight was quickly interrupted by a large Pine tree.
After decimating a few branches on the tree, the ensuing avalanche of snow created a soft pile below him that broke his fall. Still, someone without Spud's regeneration might not have stood up from such a grave fall. Spud was knocked unconcious by the attack, and lied in the snow without control of his body. But something inside him kept aware of the situation he was in, and reminded him that he cannot give up by staying unconcious. Whatever it was it slowly started to fill his chest with a warm feeling, and invited him to an unknown destination. He wasn't sure where he was anymore and he didn't even know who he was, but he still decided to follow this mystical voice. Then accompanied by a bright flash of light, he woke up coughin up his own blood onto the ground, melting away the snow with small red droplets. More like orange-ish to be honest, but it still resembled human blood. Mostly. Still, the fact that he even woke up after receiving such trauma was only possible thanks to his regenerative powers.
"Well I be damned right on the spot. If this wasn't a Hail Mary then I don't know what it was. Thank the virgin for saving my starch." Then he followed up by coughing up another batch of blood on the snow. "That monster be damned. As long as blood flows in me veins, I'll avenge the death of me brothers by killin da beast meself." After looking around for his weapon, he found his pitchfork broken in half, and all tips but one bent beyond recognition. His hlemet's visor was also missing, with no sign of it anywhere on the horizon. "Now you gun' and done it." Spud grabbed the remains of his pitchfork, and broke off the last remaining sharp piece. The took the back half of the tool and atatched it to the spike, making a small makeshift spear that could be used to pierce or cut anything.
He leaned on the spear as he stood up as most of his bones were hurting like hell from the impact. But he could feel his body slowly rejuvenating as his monster powers surfaced with the lack of self control caused by anger. Thought he lost all sense of direction in the air, turned out he wasn't thrown too far away by the Jak-Jak, thanks to that Pine tree that was in the way. As he finally stood upright, he saw two of his fellow hunters who were kneeling in the snow, facing the of the Jak-Jak head on as it was preparing to charge them. Spud knew he ad to do something, but his rational mind wasn't working and he began walking towards his comrades. His vision was clouded and adrenalin pumped through his veins, reinforcing his weak steps to make them a march to battle.
He firmly gribbed his spear and started shouting towards the Monster, hoping that it would be distracted yet again. If he could just make it ignore the chain in front of it and help trip the monster, he and the other would have a perfect oppurtinity to attack. He coughed up another batch of blood, and began his speech towards the raging monster, hoping that it would focus on him. "Listen 'ere you big fat ugly potato! You broke me 'fork and me helmet and now you have to pay for it. You can break my body and you can break my spirit, but you can NEVER break my potato poking fork and my spudknight helmet. I'll shove this spear so deep down ya throat, you'll think of yourself as grillmeat on a stake when I be done with ya." He used the sleeve of his shirt to clean some of the blood from his face, and spit the rest on the ground, along with a broken tooth. "Now come 'ere and finish the job you started. You killed me two brothers and I am the next in line."
@Nariata I don't want to sound nitpicky here, but why did you decide to use the word "goblin" for the Orks/Orcs/Uruks.
The fact that you use the word Goblin hints that your nation knows about a race of actual goblins that were never mentioned in the RP. And Gyrid still uses the term "Green Goblin" even after many people have actually called the Orcs by their actual name. So either Gyrid is incredibly racist and deliberately wants to infuriate orcs (not a good idea), or she is just absolutely ignorant about the others.
I don't know if I should attribute this as a way to stylize the post, or as a legimitimate feature of your character
The fact that you use the word Goblin hints that your nation knows about a race of actual goblins that were never mentioned in the RP. And Gyrid still uses the term "Green Goblin" even after many people have actually called the Orcs by their actual name. So either Gyrid is incredibly racist and deliberately wants to infuriate orcs (not a good idea), or she is just absolutely ignorant about the others.
I don't know if I should attribute this as a way to stylize the post, or as a legimitimate feature of your character
@Conscripts Gotcha
@Conscripts Oh yeah, I want to have the IC and OOC discussion about equipping your elephants. I know you'd spare some for the ballista turrests, but how did you feel about the close quarters enchantements that I presented?
@TJByrum Wellh, we are tactical geniouses who were raised up watching the history channel's "Decisive Battles".
@Bright_Ops Rest assured, it is back at camp. The Duke of Saqquar is watching the battle from atop it. What made you think I brought it into battle? I can correct it in my post if you want to, but I thought it was obvious I wasn't in the battle.
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