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Brothers and sisters are natural enemies. Like casual RPers and Advanced RPers! Or Free RPers and Advanced RPers! Or Nation RPers and Advanced RPers! Or Advanced RPers and other Advanced RPers!

Damn Advanced Roleplayers! They ruined the Advanced section!


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Looks like some major confusion is GOING DOWN. It's all over Skye, too.

I feel special.
Pathfinder said
I think that I've unintentionally painted myself as the odd man out, good thing that's about to change though. I'm coming south!


Well, this will cause Skye to exit stage left most likely.
Yes, he's got. . some interesting insults!

If you guys haven't noticed yet (which I'm sure most of you have), Benvolio is quite literally a joke character for the most part.

I.E: I designed him specifically to screw up Shakespearen language. Consider it a slight rebellion since I'm stuck reading Julius Caesar.
And Benvolio will just sit back and insult everyone in the sassiest matter possible through mock Shakespearean.
The dog barked the very second that the man had finished reading the parchment, "Back, you errant dizzy-eyed harpy!" The German Shepherd remained in a protective stance, the girl still backing up, further and further away. She was on the verge of crying now, it had become so difficult to breath. "Master, flee! I shall take care of these common-kissing knaves!"

Despite the dog's theatrics, the girl could not find it within herself to move. She backed herself up against the edge of a tree, about a foot or two was open between her and her Guardian. The girl began to whisper, her voice cracking and trembling, she could feel hot tears welling up even more against her eyelids, "W-Who are you two? W-W-What do you want? I-I didn't hurt anyone. . I swear!

Wait, what. Did I get mixed up or something.
When the other girl crept from the bushes, taming an arrow at Skye's face, she began to whimper every so quietly. Benvolio continued to growl, his teeth pointed at the other girl in a fierce, aggressive manner. "Who inquires such matters? And why should such a knave as yourself deserve answers?" The girl put her hand over the dog's ears, patting him softly on the head, "Benny, enough," she whispered, looking at the second girl with eyes filled with terror.

She began to move backwards slowly, "I-I'm not. . ", she looked for answers, but she felt her voice cave in. She could not muster herself to speak and her heart was racing. Thump. Thump. Thump. That agonizing pounding. . ! It had to stop!

The dog's ears suddenly thwarted upward, as did his head as he let out a righteous bark. He did so for a moment or so, barking which almost seemed like thunder to Skye. It was what Benvolio said that had gotten the girl's attention: "The knave has a Guardian!"
Skye wiped her face, now leaning against the tree. Her quiet sobs were now suppressed into tiny little sniffles and Benvolio sat at her feet, stiff, guarding . . waiting. Against her better judgment, the girl would occasionally look down at her companion, his ears twitching randomly and often. She wiped her nose on her sleeve and that's when she heard a slight growl coming from her guardian.

Swallowing back slight build-up in her throat, Skye began to speak in a quiet, raspy voice, "Benny? What might it be?" She looked right into the brush that Benvolio was growling at and subconsciously lifted her hands upward, in a stance that a boxer might use. "W-Who goes there? I - I have weapons! And I'll fight . . you! Erm. . . if I have to! So just. . go away!! While you still can. . ", her voice drifted into a lower whisper and a slight whimper. Tears welled up around her eyes once again. She was afraid -- afraid that she would be forced to fight again. Maybe even kill.

Benvolio, on the other hand, remained in a defensive stance, as if he were protecting his Master. "Show yourself, villain! Troglodyte! I do not wish to cause mal or harm to ye!
In Comatose 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Hopefully, I'll motivate myself to post sometime tonight or tomorrow. I heavily apologize. I'm busier this week with school coming to a close and yeah, very sorry. Thanks for your patience.
In Comatose 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Nice character. Accepted!

And yes, that's alright. As long as you don't make it too overpowered, any power additions are all right with me (character development generally does not equal OP, so it should work out just fine).
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