Burger

[Reboot]Ｔｅｒｒａ ＿ ｒ：Ｅｖｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ[Cyberpunk]

I think she may just have found a backdoor.

@SmileyJaws

I'll find Susie's backdoor ifyouknowwhatimean

[Reboot]Ｔｅｒｒａ ＿ ｒ：Ｅｖｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ[Cyberpunk]

Might as well chimp on in here.

Dungeons and Derps - The D&D Experience

Played a short nonsensical goblin killing campaign with some pals. I was a "punch first, ask questions never" kind of angry monk. We ended up in an impromptu interrogation with a shady man wearing extremely expensive soiled clothes.

And I punched him.

Revealing he was just three goblins stacked on top of each other.

From the Ruined World—Now Accepting!

"I will purchase... two of those... three of those... one of those... mmm... make it three."

The shopkeeper, his portly 5'0" intimidated by her lean 7'3", had carefully placed two croissants, three muffins, and three bagels inside of a large paper bag and handed it to Dhalma. Taking the bag, Dhalma began to walk around the second floor. Not for any reason in particular. After all, this was her first time being an explorer. She hadn't taken any missions yet, nor had she been trained in anything special. That test was, for all intents and purposes, a cake walk for her. Rather than test skills, they tested for raw attributes - strength, agility, anything of the sort - and Dhalma's strength easily let her complete the exam.

Her guild card, her gaze affixed on it, was the sign that she was an explorer. It was the sign that she would put her life in danger at every turn. It meant that she would help Eunia grow. But, for her, it was a way out of that damnable household. Politics be damned, Dhalma cared not for her extended family. Dhalma was incredibly lost in thought - so much so that the only reason why she didn't collide with anyone was of her large size.

She hadn't realized that, in a matter of minutes, she had already eaten everything she bought.

And she was still hungry.

Deciding to just get a full meal, Dhalma went back to search for someone who sold something hearty. However, that search was cut short by a strange little girl yelling about joining her. Obviously nervous, the girl proclaimed things about needing people to come with her. Perhaps out of impulse, perhaps out of pity for the stammering youth, Dhalma walked towards her.

"I'll accompany you." She told the small girl, her voice unwavering and direct.

The Walking Dead: Belgium

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One by one, they had hopped over the gate. Most had followed Leeroy's example. The Belgian woman had managed to follow Leeroy's example a little too closely, rolling her ankle as she landed. Her scream, unfortunate as the situation was, made Leeroy upset. She didn't intend to fuck up her ankle and yelp in pain, but Leeroy wished that she could have at least a shred of self-preservation and kept her mouth shut. The infected legion, of course, responded swiftly and without prejudice. Crawling out of the woodwork, they seemed to begin to pour out of every orifice the street had to offer.

"Motherfucker..." Leeroy whispered to himself, his grip on his weapon tightening.

With the dead filling the streets, Leeroy became worried. He had never dealt with this before - after all, he always played it safe when he was alone. Maybe this group stuff wasn't what it was cut out to be. Too many liabilities, too many ways to fail. Leeroy liked the simple life - scavenge for food and live to the next day. But, this wasn't the time to dwell on such thoughts. After all, there was a horde of walkers waiting to devour every little bit of flesh still stuck to their bones. And Leeroy liked his flesh still properly attached to his bones.

He decided to look at their fearless leader. Rather, their fearless leader that was already smashing skulls with her bat. Like a bat outta hell, Leeroy thought. His sense of humor, despite only being seconds away from his possible death, still hadn't depleted.

"There, the manhole!" Hiroko had exclaimed.

Leeroy saw the manhole. An escape via sewers wasn't in his day-plan, but he would rather smell shit than be gobbled up by some dead things.

"Move! Fucking move!" Leeroy yelled at Hiroko. This was no time for games. He wanted the fuck out. His sense of self-preservation was stomping out his sense of humor. Quickly charging towards Hiroko, he jammed his bar into one of the holes. With a twist and a shove, the bar was wedged deep into the hole. Using all of his weight, Leeroy pushed onto the bar, bending it as for it to become jammed inside of the hole. Using all of the strength he could muster, Leeroy pulled the manhole cover off and embraced for the worst.

He lucked out. It wasn't a sewer - it was simply an ordinary storm drain. And thankfully, there was a ladder down.

"Everyone fucking in!" Leeroy commanded to the others. He didn't want to jump in first - after all, it was pitch black down there. Who knew what would be down there? Walkers? Cannibals? Angry Survivors? Clowns? Leeroy didn't like the sound of any of those. He readied one of his janky knives. For the time being, his bar would be out of commission.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Couple this with "X is nice, but if you hurt their friends, they'll kill you." Then you've really pissed me off.

@Avant

Or "He's really dark and distance but deep down he's a great guy once you get to know him."

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

I froth at the mouth whenever certain images are used.

It shouldn't bother me. But it throws me into a fit of rage.

Give the avatar above you a Porn Name!

Tyler Night.

Name Change

Hell yea, dude. Thanks Nutts!

Name Change

ay nutts, can you change my name to Burger ?

and if it's not nutts then i am sorry