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11 yrs ago
Current To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind.
11 yrs ago
BLUH

Bio

My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.

Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.

Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.

Most Recent Posts

The wanderer followed the wide main street, cigarette smoldering in his mouth.

Perhaps Metz would smell the acrid smell of tobacco drifting on the wind.

But the wanderer sure as hell smelled him.

The wolf strode along the street towards what he thought was the center of the town, following the strangely familiar scent in the air.

Eventually, as if over a few hours or a few minutes, he didn't know, he stumbled upon the fountain plaza. A big plaza in front of a ruined building, looked like a town hall of some sort. And there stood a man. A familiar man.

Daniel smirked and took a drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke above him.

"Metz. Long time."
I'm probably gonna do another solo post soon.

Perhaps I'll introduce a roving patrol in the jungle. Who knows.
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You mean he's not taking bets???

What kind of navigator is he.


He's taking bets. Out of necessity, not because he wants to. :D
@Zombiedude101 I just had an idea as to how to drive Serena crazy.

Iosif and Dex could practice sword fighting with their arms. Like just pop them off and start parrying, when they're bored at the helm.

"You've got an extra arm's worth of reach!"

"Your parry was most flexible!"


Hazan will be the only one facepalming through the whole thing.

Like "I can't believe these are our pilots."
The metallic flip-click of a lighter cover.

The soft whirr of igniter gears.

The gentle huff of breath and release of smoke.

The same metallic click.

The wanderer stood on the edge of a roof, gazing out into the open, abandoned expanse of land. It was quiet. Peaceful. Tranquil.

In his wanderings he'd come across many worlds. Some hot and stuffy and humid. Others cold and dry. Sometimes a mixture of both. Sometimes neither. But today he'd been drawn to this one. This place in particular. Why? He didn't know. Perhaps it was the long, unending silence. The tranquility in the air. Or perhaps the strangely calming sight of an abandoned town. Who really did know why abandoned things were calming? He'd been through many other abandoned structures. Hospitals, cities, stadiums, all had been chilling or creepy at most. So why was this town... Relaxing in its silence?

The wolf-man hopped off the roof and landed on the pile of rubble below, stacked so high it basically formed a ramp to the ground. His footfalls echoed through the alleyways and torn streets as he walked aimlessly. Without direction.

Perhaps he'd stumble upon something today. Something or someone to amuse him before he set off on a wander again.
@MelonHead Sure thing!
@MelonHead Dan's a dimension walker like the rest of my characters. How about you pick an arena?
@MelonHead Coliseum? Or somewhere else?
@MelonHead Sure. Metz versus Dan, round two.
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