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5 days ago
Current Is it *normal* to have a bunch of readers on your 1x1?
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8 days ago
Yeah, man. Ghosts are rude.
10 days ago
Is that how you get visitor messages? I thought you got them by being cool. ... oh, shit, I forgot I had any.
13 days ago
Climb into space with Dr. Steve Brule
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17 days ago
If I ever imply France in an RP where, for example, the context for calling something "French Toast" doesn't exist, you can know that's not me.
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Bio

I'm a generally chill gomboblin that can be kinda particular. I grew up with plenty of electronics and video games, mostly with games like Final Fantasy, Zelda, and StarCraft. Lots of Nintendo. Dark Cloud is pretty sick. That's a lot of variety, and I do like to play a lot of different games. I like to blend magic and technology in my writing, bringing fantasy into space and sci-fi.

Magic in space is something that I find isn't done very much. Airships and spaceships could make for some cool centerpieces. Skies of Arcadia did a fantastic job of this. Perhaps that's not in space, exactly, but it's pretty close. Some of those ships may as well be space ships.

Most Recent Posts

Oh. It's a good thing I decided to go reread the last couple pages. There's a manticore about.
The ending of Chrono Crusade.
Like a titan from war hammer?
I love it. I got together four link cables and GBA SPs for it so i can play with all my nerd friends.
Gonna have to do better than a hug, Karn.
Magnolia Streets

Trinity was handing the paper to Zenoram when he suddenly just took it from her. It stunned her, really, seeing the sudden change from a calm, gentle demeanor to... this. Did she hit some kind of trigger with the flyer she brought? She watched the man fume and burst, before... reverting.  He turned his attention to her and she accepted the flyer back from him, though she barely managed to introduce herself. "Uh... Trinity."

Before she could say much more, Karn was busy apologizing to her. She wrapped her arms around him and sighed softly, "Maybe if you hadn't invited me to come with you in the first place." She starts pinching him to show her irritation. "You'll just have to make it up to me later. Go on, now." She gives him a little shove to send him on his way.

She huffs and turns to look at the collapsed building behind her. She'd love to help, but... archery isn't known for its utility. So she would play, instead. Something with a strong beat, to work to. She starts with a snare drum, and slowly builds a peculiar march before she starts to clean up the mess of the destroyed tavern.

Wait. What was that noise? It sounded like-
Oh god. You poor soul.
My post os going to be baaasically the same after I edit it, so no need to wait.
Oh? Lemme rejigger that post, then
So I just saw my county's Special Operations Control Post drive by.
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