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8 yrs ago
Current Seeya next week, Guild. Signing off.
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8 yrs ago
Merry Christmas
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8 yrs ago
Elder Scrolls RP, now with the Creation Club!
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8 yrs ago
It's happening again. I have been visited by a soviet mad scientist, a king, a penguin prince of darkness, a house plant god thing, a mystical ancient member, a tired reaper (thank god) + a greeting.
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8 yrs ago
For the same reason Rome 2 was attacked by thousands of players who don't know what they're talking about. lleeeeeeemmmmings
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Whattr' you stairin' at.

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Something tells me that if the situation in Elysium City is going to become as bad as it sounds, FBM is going to take a big hit...
Right, I'll finish up my human character with that in mind.
Talin


Talin once again was occupied in something that had gotten him caught before, and would result in a more firm backlash if he was caught again.

He toyed with the fisherman's boat, making it rock a little and enjoying the curses of the moldy old man who was no doubt cursing the sea gods, if he even had the teeth to make sense. He was only ever caught by his own people, not this moldy old guy, and that was just once. One time he pulled the fishing pole clean off the boat. The guy was clueless.

He finally became bored with it, and let the old man start going back to what was honestly just a shack as moldy as he was.

Moving along quickly, Talin went back to civilization, taking a position in a large field of sea grass that casually swayed, waiting for someone to come by that he could deliver a good shock...

I was a bit confrontational on that, my bad.

I just assumed the worst having seen handsome, teleportation, high intelligence, great swordsmanship, mastery of the arts (proficiency in all of em), unbreakable supersword, mastery of both hands, and good music capabilities, at a young age.
Bah, you'll never make it.
"What in the hells-" yelled Thasseldar after yet another, slimy and suspiciously colored thing slapped over his head, making a rather disgusting looking hood. Whatever else he would say was drowned out by the thundering voice of (Bronte). The hood-like part slid over his head as it flew back to (Astrape), while he looked on in confusion.

"Madhouse..." he muttered, turning back to the bar. He signaled to the bartender. "I'll have one more..." although it may not be the best idea - things became stranger and stranger as he kept drinking the stuff. He pulled out the last of his current supply of coins.
Very well done... I have no plan of portraying a child character soon (I'm actually a bit reluctant to portray teenage ones as well, for some reason) but this does give some good insight :)
Intros coming about.
Welcome :)
Alright, then.
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