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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)



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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

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@NuttsnBolts More questions! :D
1. Is the map going to be the one from the Last Airbender, or do you have something different in mind.
2. Pokemon from X and Y are still going to be permitted though, correct?
3. The OP here mentions the Fire Nation's poison types, but you say that poison belongs to the Water Tribes. I'm a bit confused here, not sure if I missed something or what.
@NuttsnBolts I've got some questions.
1. What's the status on mega evolutions? I'm assuming those won't be around.
2. I'm also going to assume that characters can't own their own legendaries, yes?
3. What's your stance on pseudo and semi-pseudo legendaries like Zoroark or Metagross, for example?
@NuttsnBolts I think that's easily manageable. Are we going to be allowed to reserve spots? My friend and I had an idea for a Fire Nation duo but I don't wish to deprive anyone else either.
I'd like to inquire as to what a "reasonable size" per post actually means, as that's a very subjective statement. Other than that, I'm interested.
Geez guys. It seems as though every time I say a post is on the way, something else that happens that keeps me from it. I don't mean to be a burden on this RP, but fortunately it seems as though I haven't been preventing anyone else from enjoying themselves. So no more promises on making a post that I might not be able to keep. I'll just keep you guys updated.
Post is up. And a note, I'm only writing up a few words in Charles' accent, just to remind everyone that it's there. Just keep in mind that it's strong as hell.
Charles O'Malley

Charles clicked his tongue. “Mistah Drummah,” He began, his refined southern drawl thick as butter on a biscuit. “Twice before you had been unable to pay me my just recompense. This makes a third.” The loan shark held up three fingers, before bringing them down into a tight fist. “You out, boy.” He wasn’t going to hurt him, not really. O’Malley possessed some control, but it was the Becks that had final say. Staying on their side of the law was paramount to survival out here. Joe Drummer was going to start beggin’ real soon. They always do.

“Mister O’Malley, I don’t have the funds! I, I, I, I’m sorry. Please, just give me a little more time!”

Charles stepped closer to Joe, so that they were only a few inches apart. “And where, Mistah Drummah, did all of that money go?” He started quietly, placing both of his hands on his counterpart’s shoulders. His hands slid to the collar of Joe’s shirt, seizing it in a tight grip. “Spendin’ it to buy some baubles for a pretty tavern whore!?” He shook the younger male vigorously. “Losin’ yourself in a drink!? Wastin’ it away on some fancy rifle to compensate for the sheer lack of manhood between your own damn legs?!”

He let go of Joe, and patted him on the back, beginning to speak jovially. “Now ah do know that they don’t much like that whole slavery gig much anymore, but boy, I might as well own you. You gonna be running errands for me until you drop dead from exhaustion.” And with that, Charles took his leave of the little hovel that Joe called ‘home’, and made for the saloon.



On his way to the Burnside, Charles stopped to watch a negro climb off of a horse and head to the tavern himself. N*ggers gotta drink too huh? He sighed and entered the building, not giving the black so much as a glance as he took a seat at the bar. “Ahm not here for story time, just champagne. Ah do trust that you can provide?” Charles said, producing a wallet from the folds of his clothing.
A lot of personal stuff kept me from the RPG last night, Charles debut is on the way.
Sorry guys, troublesome personal stuff just happened last night. I haven't been feeling right lately, but I'm going to work on a post and have it up by tonight no matter what.
I might be enticed to join this if I could get a look at the actual OOC. Tentatively placing interest here.
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