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CollectorOfMyst
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Hey, there. Myst here, as you've probably guessed. Can't exactly write in other people's bios, can you? But, you're probably reading this for a reason, so I'll get to it.
I prefer high-Casual and Advanced games, in a medieval, fantasy or sci-fi setting, because that's the sort of nerd I am.
I'm a thinker - I've thought a lot on certain things, and am firm in my beliefs. So you could ask me what I thought about a good few things and I could give a well-reasoned answer. Or a less reasoned answer based on my morals.
TheCharactersOfMyst - This is my storage for past and present characters, and where I might occasionally go for nostalgia and/or recycling a character I've used before.
I prefer high-Casual and Advanced games, in a medieval, fantasy or sci-fi setting, because that's the sort of nerd I am.
I'm a thinker - I've thought a lot on certain things, and am firm in my beliefs. So you could ask me what I thought about a good few things and I could give a well-reasoned answer. Or a less reasoned answer based on my morals.
TheCharactersOfMyst - This is my storage for past and present characters, and where I might occasionally go for nostalgia and/or recycling a character I've used before.
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@vietmyke Don't have too much fun
I'm kinda interested. I haven't done much tabletop RPing (none at all, actually...) but I'd be happy to give it an attempt, if you'll have me!
@Themerlinhawk No, I've not, because it's GM only, and whatever lies within is thus for only you and Estella. I'll be able to better channel my own initial reaction into Elain's the less I know. So it's a timeskip until after they've all met, right?
@Themerlinhawk No, I'm good with it. What were you thinking of?
Walking out of his room, Cole glanced around. The corridor was empty - and all but two doors were ajar. The others had most likely left before him, then.
Walking downstairs, he saw three of the others readying their weapons... preparing to fight... would it really need to come to that?
"We can't just slip out the back door or anything?" he asked.
Walking downstairs, he saw three of the others readying their weapons... preparing to fight... would it really need to come to that?
"We can't just slip out the back door or anything?" he asked.
...As much as I do hate to say it, there is the chance that this is dead, or dying. If it has, though, I'd follow anyone who wanted to reboot. I'm not exactly the most confident of my game-master skills, which are non-existent.
@Deadnaut After reading Aura's new post, why do I feel she's that one person who'd be watching a couple from a bush with binoculars, and sort of cheer-leading them on, saying things like 'Now kiss!"?
(This is a void. No longer applies)
Cole groaned as the knocking continued, too concerned with his blanket to wake up.
"They've arrested the General! You have to fucking go!"
His eyes snapped open.
"Fudge..." he cursed.
He got up from the bed, quickly dressing - he only needed to put on his boots and shirt anyway. Casting his eyes about, he reoriented himself. The curtains were closed. His bag was in the corner where he'd lain it last night, carefully laying out and checking each item before returning it to the bag, aiming to make the best possible use of space.
His journal lay open on the desk where he'd left it the night before, the candle next to it almost down to a stub. Some people preferred to use lamps, but Cole himself appreciated the flickering ambience. Strange for a man who loved books so much, to which fire could do so much harm.
Pulling on his coat, he glanced through the gap in the curtains. Not many people would be up at this hour, but then again, everyone who walked down the street would easily by able to identify him to an Eye... memories work like that. He needed to get out, but first he needed to figure out some way to cover his face, hair and ears.
"They've arrested the General! You have to fucking go!"
His eyes snapped open.
"Fudge..." he cursed.
He got up from the bed, quickly dressing - he only needed to put on his boots and shirt anyway. Casting his eyes about, he reoriented himself. The curtains were closed. His bag was in the corner where he'd lain it last night, carefully laying out and checking each item before returning it to the bag, aiming to make the best possible use of space.
His journal lay open on the desk where he'd left it the night before, the candle next to it almost down to a stub. Some people preferred to use lamps, but Cole himself appreciated the flickering ambience. Strange for a man who loved books so much, to which fire could do so much harm.
Pulling on his coat, he glanced through the gap in the curtains. Not many people would be up at this hour, but then again, everyone who walked down the street would easily by able to identify him to an Eye... memories work like that. He needed to get out, but first he needed to figure out some way to cover his face, hair and ears.
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