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10 mos ago
Current RAIN OF SPIDERS (SPIDERS spiders)
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2 yrs ago
It seems today, that all you see,
2 yrs ago
Holy Spirit Activate
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2 yrs ago
Remember the indigenous people of the Americas today.
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3 yrs ago
Critical Role? More like Crunchical Hole, haha. But yes, it's pretty uh... well, the Mercer Effect exists for the same reason people think porn is an accurate depiction of sex.
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Hello, I am me from the internet. I migrated here from Kongregate's Forum Games Forum, so feel free to look for me there if you wish to follow a career in internet stalking people. (ಠ_ಠ) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

A link to some of my past characters, which I need because static tabs do not take up internet.

Infamous Quotes From People Who Exist

“I really don’t follow how your faith believes its perfectly acceptable to doom 4,000 years plus of sentient beings, on a pre-set path of no escape from sin, just so their descendants can be offered the ‘chance of salvation’ when the god murders its own son.”
~vikaTae

“Don’t be an ass or a pussy, ’lest you get screwed by life. Being a mouth or a hand is somewhat safer, and an eye socket is pretty much sacred in this regard, so always keep a look out.”
~BCLEGENDS

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Dirk Messir - Okay, Cool.

Oh wow, he was really strong, too. Just like the other men crew mans in there my crew. They are real strong, even strangthlier than you yourself. Somehow it happened. But really, he has to have the had got strong power, so if Max is this great, he'll also be the second next have the power to be there in a fight with strong people, and if that is that there that so, he may have power allies too. Oh dang.

'Well, you said we needed to move, but not to there is a location where it is,' Dirk said, with noise, but not some noise as the Divine Purpose told his exit to exit. Luckily, snails are smaller than mice, so if you drop it, it survived. Probably. Yes, that is how snails work. One of the people who was there says so one time. They have saying it.

You're making things up Lame-o! You have no idea what you're talking about Bastard! You suck Sucker!

'Okay thanks though,' he said to himself, saidly. He said it in a saying fashion is what that means. 'We should tell everyone first. And say to them. "There's bad guys." See, I can use a way better stratego too.' Shut up Smush, who said he can't so there anything to anyman who dares abuse my trust? He had bringth, or brain strength. There were As to remove.
I'm doing pretty well, yeah. Looking forward to the collab with Stormflyx, as well, since she suggested it.

Before I forget to mention, though it shouldn't matter so much for this game, I'm going to be out from the afternoon of Saturday and morning of Sunday, so I won't be around at those times.
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Hell yeah. Calanon has just really made her feel okay with it all so lets balance that out by making her mad about it! Haha


Yeeessss. She's gotta teach Nicademus a lesson in manners, and the fact that some people can have equally bad or worse situations even if they look like they're not subject to it.
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Care to collab soon? Thnk our characters would have an... interesting connection


Sure thing. Just so you guys know, Sett is prolly still going to be upset with Nicademus come the morning. They can bond over that, right?
Gat dammet, why does everyone already suspect Sett of being a thief? He didn't do anything to arouse their suspicions yet.
Alexandra sighed with relief, as it seemed no threat remained to the Genetorium, nor anybody else amongst their allies who had taken serious injuries. At least, no injuries serious enough to be worth medicating, nor so minor that those who had received them were not already deceased. A sad tale, but not one she could assist with, other than offering a swift internal prayer that their souls reached the Emperor in good stead.

Pardon her. Had she thought that the Genetorium was no longer threatened? The Heretek, though incapacitated, was clearly still alive, not to mention the coward who had fled just minutes before, who mocked those that truly deserved power armour simply by bearing a suit of his own. Though it was proposed that the corrupted tech-priest was weak enough to be subdued even by the crew who had just helped fend off the assault on the Genetorium - she did not doubt their faith or their ability, of course - she still felt the need to propose 'I think the utmost care should be taken when imprisoning the Heretek' to the crew, her vox modulator as always implying far more stony distaste than she cared to convey. 'We have no idea what sort of technological trickery it may have hidden away.' Within its modified frame, potentially anything could be present, from undamaged electrodes capable of shocking a man to death, to a Chaos-empowered virus intended to corrupt and take command of their ship in its entirety. They simply couldn't know - and with that in mind, they simply couldn't allow it even the slightest chance of reaching and contacting the ship's machine spirit at any point.

'As for the supposed leader of these pirates,' she continued, her breathing escalating and her chest tightening just so as she realised how much talking she'd need to do to convey her point, 'as long as he is on this ship, he is a threat in the shadows. Worse still if he is allowed to make planetfall with us, and escapes to spread his grim worldview further still. He must be slain, or at least incapacitated, as soon as possible.' There, done, and she'd made the same general argument as both Sister Lisbeth and Sister Adalard. No need to stick out further, thank the Emperor.
@POOHEAD189 No worries. All is well for me, at any rate.
Raymond Haywood: The Cruise Room

'With all due respect,' Raymond proffered as Benito chugged his vial of serum, the gaze of his mask matching that of the badly-scarred villain who had suggested violence was not the way, 'there is a reason the saying goes "to cut off the head of the snake". One does not collapse an organisation by eliminating its peons, for there are always more peons. You have to remove the head - that is, you have to ensure the organisation does not reform, and the best way of doing so is to remove those that organise it to begin with. And when all rests on a single lynchpin...'

He didn't get to say more than that, as the man who had drunk the vial exhibited what appeared to be a new power outright, shortly before blacking out and taking the others in the room with him into unconsciousness.




Raymond came to about the same time as everyone else in the room. Scenes of death, destruction if one would, on a cosmic scale continued to roll through his mind, planet after planet vanishing as he played back the scene in his mind again and again. No wonder, then, that everyone was as affected as he was - to the extent that one villain, the one hailed as Whipstitch by the Broker, even fled the bar entirely, muttering something to herself about manipulation.

Forcing his breathing rate to slow, feeling his heartbeat steady as he calmed himself, Headhunter paid attention to each of the speakers that followed. One villain made the obvious point: Patriarch likely already had a spy within their ranks. He’d be interested to receive those vials, and he’d want to have a chat with the Broker to determine how he got them. Another simply asked what the Broker had done, as if none of what had happened was already obvious. And a third, the same man in fact who had so aggressively demanded a vial, completely changed tack and agreed to purchase a single vial the same way everyone else was. Had the trigger event affected the man so intensely? Perhaps. Or perhaps not.

One last speaker. This time, Chatterbox opened his mouth, simply to confirm his belief that the aforementioned Benito had, indeed, been granted his own set of abilities, as well as asking just a tad comically that any others interested in a vial didn’t take one in the bar again. And on that note, Raymond felt it might be appropriate to determine what exactly Benito had done to make that glass vanish.

‘Benito, was it?’ he asked, raising his voice just enough to catch the man’s attention. No need to suggest he’d just triggered - because of course he had. Instead, he wanted to clarify precisely how, and so uttered ‘If you wouldn’t mind doing us a favour, perhaps you could try to take another glass of water?’
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@POOHEAD189 Do you want me to write up a post for Sett whilst I wait, instead of just being a lump doing nothing much?
Dirk Messir - My Name Is Dirk Messir

You're ruining everything, Dirk. You're going to mess everything up for everyone.

'Nuh uh, I'm good,' he said into the telesnail againaginagain. 'I am playing pirates. Sorry, we are playing with pirates. We're pirates. Oh no, swords and guns. We're bleeding. We are dead. Don't call again.'

And then he chucked that silly old telesnail out the window, and slightly off the wall. Then he jabs some guy in the stomach who is trying to fight him with my hand knife the knifing knife got there to hand it to you, you did an amazing job, Dirk.

Couldn't Have Handled It Better Myself!

You messed up Moron! Now we're going to die Retard! I hope you're happy Failure!

'Sorry, Smash. I panicked,' Dirk yelled at Smosh as he did more weeaboo combat fightan. 'There might be angry swordpeople going to kill ussssss, nherhggeoifk.' It looked like Slush was doing just fine, though.
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