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Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@Fetzen I mean, I could go for that. I have plenty of spare time in the near future.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Jbcool Worth mentioning, but Lucius isn't wearing any armour. He's got clothes, which are now badly damaged, but the only Dark Angel in armour is Xepherial. That said, expect a post from me within a couple of days.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@POOHEAD189 So just to clarify, are @Fetzen, @Sypherkhode822 and I in the same street as the others who were already present, or are we somewhat separate from where they are?

The Blackshirts of Borovia - An Industrial Era RP of Crushing the Revolution

Pyotr didn't need to be told twice to do his job. From his vantage point atop Varvara, he began to do his bit: looking for targets armed with proper weaponry, lining them up in his iron sights, and taking them out with a bullet to the chest. Relatively efficient, and despite what some might think, a far more viable target than shooting them in the head just because they were more likely to take the hit at all.

Five rounds fired later, and Varvara was starting to be targeted with masonry, so Pyotr spurred her a little ways down the barrier, just quickly enough to become a difficult target for the time she was moving, giving him the moments needed to reload his weapon. He couldn't allow her to be injured, not in this situation, and nor could he allowed his teammates to take damage, thus his intent to fire at the most dangerous rioters, the ones actually armed with weapons. Woe that he couldn't target the weapons themselves, but no gun was that accurate, nor any hand so steady.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Jbcool I think we're ready to go whenever you are, Jb.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

@Jbcool I too am ready to go whenever you are, Jb.

The Weirdest World War

So if we all make a character per squad, but only control one character each, how does that work out?

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@POOHEAD189 You see, kids? Reading skills are useful in today's modern world!

Scrapped

Alright, see, I wasn't going to say anything on this thread under the assumption people wouldn't be interested, but I feel my hand has now been forced. @Raze, I do not intend to join your RP, not only because the way you write is frankly terrible, but because I did not in fact give you permission to use my idea for your RP. I sent it to @Not So 0riginal under the assumption that you weren't coming back to host such an RP, only for him to turn around and give it to you without asking me first.

That in mind, and at risk of sounding peevish or what have you, I'm going to have to insist that you come up with a new plot for this game that doesn't revolve around what I came up with. I'm not sure if I can get moderators involved in a situation like this, but I'll sure as hell try if I have to, considering the circumstances.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

The Arrival

'Demons, hm?' Motley muttered to himself, pondering the smith's insistence that they didn't use human souls, his own lack of knowledge about this "Gilgamesh Co.", and feeling a mite stung by the patronising tone, even if he'd brought it upon himself. 'That would make sense, I suppose, if the average demon is more powerful than the average human, though those humans worth turning into weapons would themselves be more powerful than average... and with the lack of buyers, I can't imagine work has been great for you.' He gestured around himself, just in time to pick up the sound of movement behind him, with his vampiric senses of course.

'That, I think, is my cue to leave you to your task, smith. If I find something worth smelting, I shall bring it to your doorstep post-haste.' Declaration made, Motley Crue turned to face whoever the approaching target was, walking away from the smithy just in case some aspect of what could be an ensuing fight turned sour, and forced the vampire back toward that area. As resistant to death as he was, he still tended to try and avoid sensations like being badly burned by the tools of a blacksmith. They weren't usually pleasant either way.