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I like telling engaging stories with cool people :)

Collaboration and teamwork are very important to me when telling a story- I could write any genre as long as the group dynamic is healthy.

If you're chill and understand grammar we'll probably get along!


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  • 23
  • Male
  • Filthy American
  • I like video games
  • Comics and novels
  • TTRPGs (mainly D&D and Fate but I'll try anything)
  • The natural world (especially the ocean)
  • Poetry
  • Aspiring author (poor)



RPs I'm In



Language is the tool I use to connect myself to the world around me and to the people that I care for.
@POOHEAD189 taught me how to play D&D

Most Recent Posts

I am working on a character as we speak. This RP seems quite interesting.
@Wraithblade6 Handing him over to Catchphrase's character would be a perfect way to get him out of the RP.
Grendel Kirk

Gren ceased his looting of the body to grab at the gem, inspecting it closely. His gaze hardened as familiar feelings assailed his mind. Grief. Despair. Hopelessness. As the vision ended, Gren spoke softly. "It's not as if it matters now." His voice trembled slightly, and he pocketed the gem. Grendel brushed a few fingers against Lanari's cold cheek, before standing up abruptly. "What now?" His tone had grown serious. "And whatever we do, we can't just leave these other eggs here..."

For the first time in his life, Grendel was incredibly grateful to lack any form of family or close friends. Leaving would be easy for him. He had nothing to go back to. But what of the others? Alphonse, Gale, and Demund all had some form of family back in Mashal. "Guys. Going back would be a foolish path to take. Every second we spend near Mashal puts everyone there in danger. Your families would be safer if they knew nothing of your departure. Imagine what would happen if the Empire came here questioning and thought that they knew anything about the eggs!" He looked around the room uneasily. And what if someone discovered my mother? "We... we need to go." He picked up his dragon once more, holding it close. A foreign yet welcoming presence began to enter his mind.

"I am Onam." Gren looked down at the creature in his arms, and it looked back at him intelligently. "Hello."
@Kurai Assassin I am inclined to agree, but of course, it's not our decision to make.
@Ceta de Cloyes Gren too
@Kurai Assassin He said twenty four days ago that he would be gone for a week. Either he doesn't care about the RP anymore, he's dead, or incapacitated in some way.
@Cynder Is some sinister new form of bot at play here? >.>
I'm considering dropping out because everyone here writes A LOT more per post than I do. O_o Sorry about that.
Did this suddenly go quiet because everyone is in the skype chat?
I vote go back to the village just for funzies.
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