Avatar of deso
  • Last Seen: 1 yr ago
  • Joined: 5 yrs ago
  • Posts: 84 (0.05 / day)
  • VMs: 0
  • Username history
    1. deso 5 yrs ago
  • Latest 10 profile visitors:

Status

Recent Statuses

1 yr ago
Current SO BABY DON'T WORRY, YOU'LL BE MY ONLY!!!
1 like
1 yr ago
I farted.
4 likes
1 yr ago
Well Deso hopes you have a better day soon.
2 likes
1 yr ago
I'll flood the whole city Batman!!!!
1 yr ago
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
2 likes

Bio

User has no bio, yet

Most Recent Posts

Interested.
Hi scribble man Scrawls.
In Sup 1 yr ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Welcome! Nice to meet ya too!
Haven't been on or been a part of a decent RP in ages, but might try my hand at jumping in here. No promises to sustain but will try my best to check back here later today! A fan of medieval as well as character- and world-building, so sounds like it has promise.


I've just seen this, I've made my response, sorry for it being so late, I don't know why the notifications don't go off for posts.
Torvin kept barking his warnings, making sure the whole village could hear before setting his toolbox down, making sure the walls stayed sturdy enough to weather such a storm. He sighed, not so much worried by the rain but by the monsters who liked to take advantage of such situations as these, he had hoped these walls would keep upright through these thick winds that were bound to be coming. This seemed like a bad omen to come, Torvin did not want to see this place and it's people come to harm, that one thing was for certain. He'd just hope that most others would be stashing themselves away in their huts or homes, making sure their loved ones came to no harm.

He'd hope his warning was timely and not a warning too late, he peered around shortly, spotting a fairly young lady, still out and about. Torvin called out to her loudly, wondering why she seemed to be idling so, without a worry about the oncoming danger.

"Excuse me miss! Did you not hear that a storm is brewing? Go inside with your family where it's safe! Believe me when I tell you that you don't want to be caught out here in this mess!"
If your still online pm me, I’d love to talk ideas.


I've given you a PM, I've just seen this.
Bump!
Bump I guess!
Thanks I appreciate that! I really just like getting right into things when it comes to roleplaying myself, leaving it more open ended also allows more possibilities.
A storm was brewing, Torvin could sense it as he put down his fishing rod, picking up a rusty old tool box instead. Off in the distance he could just see those dark clouds approaching steadily. He frowned, he never liked how frequent this seemed to happen, and rain and heavy winds meant the village was at risk without the proper preparations. So he made his way, toolbox in hand, to warn the village of the oncoming storm and to assist in making sure things stayed sturdy enough so the winds would not break apart their homes.

He lived on the outside of the village, never talked much to any others, yet still he felt a sense of duty to the others, he owed the others his help, he owed them the few skills he had to assist the poor folks of Dor-Vah because though he was not much connected to the others he still knew what it was like to just want to survive another day. "A storms approaching, a storms approaching" Torvin hollered as he entered the center of the walled off village, toolbox in hand, ready to help in the only way he knew how.
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet