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Andreyich
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STATUS: me wanting to play out shit from a setting from around 2010 that only europeans know... 2 mos ago
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me wanting to play out shit from a setting from around 2010 that only europeans know...
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what did he mean by this
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the issue is them king your thread was great (i didnt read it)
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no fucking way
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while tru, quantity != quality, the fact is there's enough good writers out there with diverse enough interests to fit most niches apart from the unrealistically specific i.e. kitten beheading RP
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About me:
Where do I begin. I'm from Belarus, and fairly proud of it. I've been RPing about a decade starting mostly with chat stuff and some LARPs/reenactments, doing the stuff of this site for maybe half a decade now. I'm a former serviceman, and while I was conscripted I make sure to stay in related circles. As a day job I'm a programmer letting me usually work from home even when we don't have coronavirus forcing us to do so and thus I got a lot of time for RP.
About me:
Where do I begin. I'm from Belarus, and fairly proud of it. I've been RPing about a decade starting mostly with chat stuff and some LARPs/reenactments, doing the stuff of this site for maybe half a decade now. I'm a former serviceman, and while I was conscripted I make sure to stay in related circles. As a day job I'm a programmer letting me usually work from home even when we don't have coronavirus forcing us to do so and thus I got a lot of time for RP.
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It's A Wonderful Life! An Imperial Guard (40K) RP [Reboot/Continuation] [MATURE]
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Oh well. Straight to looking to the elves
As the sons of Durin finished their song there was laughing and ale drinking all around, eating, tale sharing, so on and so forth. Orisson reached for his own loaf of bread in his bag - or anything else useful for such an event of sharing and laughter - found his gold missing. This was not a welcome sight, and his bearded smile turned upside down, into a frown that just wanted to shout "Baruk Khazâd, Khazâd ai-mênu!" and leave half of the caravan without bowels in them or a head on them.
He stood up with a light growl, his face, expression and most of the sound hidden by the fact he was still turned away from his newfound friends. He looked about the group of Dwarves, and noted that most of them were not dexterous or attentive enough to snatch his gold bar from his backpack like that. His suspicions went into three directions; the elves, the hobbits, or the chump who hated those who were not humans. He excused himself (after letting one of the longer bearded Dwarves finished his joke) and banging his poleaxe on his massive round shield he went around looking for the Elves on the caravan, hoping to show them how being short is only an advantage, for the groins of others are level with Oid's teeth.
@LadyRunic
He stood up with a light growl, his face, expression and most of the sound hidden by the fact he was still turned away from his newfound friends. He looked about the group of Dwarves, and noted that most of them were not dexterous or attentive enough to snatch his gold bar from his backpack like that. His suspicions went into three directions; the elves, the hobbits, or the chump who hated those who were not humans. He excused himself (after letting one of the longer bearded Dwarves finished his joke) and banging his poleaxe on his massive round shield he went around looking for the Elves on the caravan, hoping to show them how being short is only an advantage, for the groins of others are level with Oid's teeth.
@LadyRunic
@Kingfisher
Fred nodded to the man, making a mental note to go to the Torres family later. But he felt he had some... business to do with the Donna. He did a little dance on the spot, popping a few mentats. "Ooooooooooooooooohhhh yeah!" he shouted as their effects came upon him, his pupils dilating to take up almost his whole eye and then closing up to a small point. Now he was ready to have a real battle of wits and words. He blasted his recharger pistol into the air a few times, enjoying the pretty lights once more.
Finally ready he ran out of the opposite end of the alley he was in knowing the laser would attract more like the rotten (literally and metaphorically) mouthed woman. An insane laugh trailing after him he stopped just outside the building. He knew the Donna would have goons and Guards and he would probably be stripped of his weapons; so he had made sure to hide his grenade he bought earlier in between his buttocks. He had made sure to do this before, knowing he would not have thought of that in his mentat-modified state of mind. He went to enter the shark club, ready for whatever awaited him.
Fred nodded to the man, making a mental note to go to the Torres family later. But he felt he had some... business to do with the Donna. He did a little dance on the spot, popping a few mentats. "Ooooooooooooooooohhhh yeah!" he shouted as their effects came upon him, his pupils dilating to take up almost his whole eye and then closing up to a small point. Now he was ready to have a real battle of wits and words. He blasted his recharger pistol into the air a few times, enjoying the pretty lights once more.
Finally ready he ran out of the opposite end of the alley he was in knowing the laser would attract more like the rotten (literally and metaphorically) mouthed woman. An insane laugh trailing after him he stopped just outside the building. He knew the Donna would have goons and Guards and he would probably be stripped of his weapons; so he had made sure to hide his grenade he bought earlier in between his buttocks. He had made sure to do this before, knowing he would not have thought of that in his mentat-modified state of mind. He went to enter the shark club, ready for whatever awaited him.
Sorry I have not been posting been real busy with other RPs and shit, will try to post up today.
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
John didn't have an eventful trip, simply inspecting and maintaining his gear, cutting his back and flailing himself, and making sure that he would in fact remember the thoughts of the day he had earlier forgotten. He did not mind the odd looks and potential susurrus of distaste that such self-harm brought upon him; he was doing it for a good cause and that was all he needed to know. Eventually he went to sleep, his hand on his combat knife at all times. He knew people would not try anything but he simply liked the extra security it provided.
He woke up smacking his lips, the dawning realisation that he had awoken unprepared for whatever may come falling on him. He sat up, knife at the ready to give someone or thing what for, and then realized he was relatively safe. Still, he put on his gas-mask although he did not attach it to the air supply since that would be quite pointless at the moment. In his freshly awakened state he thought they were being mobilised and thrown into the fray right now so he ran forth, stumbling over himself.
Noticing the large beastman at the front he lifted his newly provided heavy-stubber and made his way to the front after a series of "I'm sorry could you-" and "Excuse me." like half-sentences to indicate that he wanted, nay needed to get to the front. When finally there he stood a considerable distance away from Khaz but made sure to showcase the newly provided weapon hoping to be recognized by his height. He manually turned the barrels at the top to show what a true beaut' it was while listening to the speech between the two.
@Hank@mackielars@Rultaos@NecroKnight@Dannyrulx@agentmanatee@Jbcool@Bright_Ops
He woke up smacking his lips, the dawning realisation that he had awoken unprepared for whatever may come falling on him. He sat up, knife at the ready to give someone or thing what for, and then realized he was relatively safe. Still, he put on his gas-mask although he did not attach it to the air supply since that would be quite pointless at the moment. In his freshly awakened state he thought they were being mobilised and thrown into the fray right now so he ran forth, stumbling over himself.
Noticing the large beastman at the front he lifted his newly provided heavy-stubber and made his way to the front after a series of "I'm sorry could you-" and "Excuse me." like half-sentences to indicate that he wanted, nay needed to get to the front. When finally there he stood a considerable distance away from Khaz but made sure to showcase the newly provided weapon hoping to be recognized by his height. He manually turned the barrels at the top to show what a true beaut' it was while listening to the speech between the two.
@Hank@mackielars@Rultaos@NecroKnight@Dannyrulx@agentmanatee@Jbcool@Bright_Ops
Done. @Dannyrulx
Thing is though that he is no longer a "Sergeant," he's an honour Guard so he is at the same level as... all his other honour guards I suppose, and he can't really pull chapter rank since his association with it is now minimised.
I get the armour thing but a Marine Sergeant is not really above an Inquisitor
@LadyRunic
He doesn't seem like the sneaky sort, though I can see Oid looking at some member of his gang.
He doesn't seem like the sneaky sort, though I can see Oid looking at some member of his gang.
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