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7 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
7 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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8 yrs ago
It does.
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8 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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Hey yall. One of my friends wrote a little somethin and would like some feedback on it. He put it in the gallery but idk how often peope actually look there and you people seem like you know a thing or two about writing. It'd be pretty cool if you could look at it and tell him what you think. Its a wee snippet of a superpower universe, a bit similair to Worm if any you have read that. Don't feel obligated but it'd be nice. ^.^

"hehe, guilt trip."
Krysthane - End Of Mission


"Ah come on guys, is this really necessary?" Krystal pleaded, though she followed the gaurds in a docile enough manner, doubting she couldn't fight all three them and the doubtless hordes of reinfrocments that would arrive. Plus she would no doubt get in super major trouble if she did. They hadn't gotten very far when Krysthan's scroll activated. " 'scue me for a sec boys" she said confidently and checked the message. What the heck? Krysthane had never heard of something less this happening. Still she had to get her and her team out of here. Surely the others got the message as well and were in less serious predicments than she. One of the gauds had just moved to take away her scroll when one of Ebon's R-Types suddenly blasted him in the back. Taking advantage of the confusion and assuming the robot's intention correctly, Krysthane immediately jetted away. With the aid of a R-Type guiding her, Krysthane managed to get out of the building, then made her way to the airship location in a slightly more inconspicuous manner. It was odd that Ebon wasn't here already since he'd sent out his little doodads. Still he wouldn't have had the bot lead her the airship if he needed help. Krysthane waited patiently inside the airship for the rest of her team to arrive, everyone should've gotten the message so they should be here soon.



Moros Vorsickle


Moros paused momentarily at the feeling off something on his back, then grunted in alarm as the weight suddenly multiplied. He fell forward, rolling on the ground and hurling the nasty skeleton on his back off him. It only flew through the air for a second before a hard metal ball smashed into its skull. Moros reassessed the battlefield now that the immediate threats were gone. The Skeletons were thinning out somewhat, but that may just be them dispersing. A thought from Lefay alerted him to the presence of them chasing the fleeing spectators, as well as those that had managed to get outside the colosseum all together and were descending upon the town. He didn't think he could any good against the dragon, nor help the song knight assaulted on his own hulking familiar. With a nod to Lefay, she quickly slithered out of the arena to begin destroying those outside. Once finished she would work her way in and begin the same task as Moros, finally if they ran out of skeletons, she would reunite with him. Moros, now befreit of his sprit, headed to one of the colosseum escapes that he could see the tail end of several skeletons in it. The effectiveness of these masses of skeletons was highly vexing, just how many of those sheets did she have anyway?

Rolling a die sounds fine to me, though it might be nice to just use that to determine placing order than continue with the contest from there, you know establish rivalry doing it and stuff. But if you want to gloss over it I wouldn't cry about it either.
Greetings strangers.
Hey yall. One of my friends wrote a little somethin and would like some feedback on it. He put it in the gallery but idk how often peope actually look there and you people seem like you know a thing or two about writing. It'd be pretty cool if you could look at it and tell him what you think. Its a wee snippet of a superpower universe, a bit similair to Worm if any you have read that.
@Sickle-cell He'll just be chilling somewhere around the arena, watching the fights and snackin on something, haven't actually posted since collab fight. Could make a post to set a scene for you to come in on if you wanted.
Odd. Suspicious in fact. Perhaps someone had stacked up the rocks to form some sort of marking to find their way. Regardless Eldarin would investigate the rocks and the tree for anything really, thought he felt distinctivly wary of something, though perhaps that was just the paranoia of this place and the utter stillness.
The wierdest thing about that text is that view raw doesn't fix it so its not even coding. >.<



Random Alley


Ack! The voices lady was in great distress, which was in turn causing Aliron to be in distress. "No, no, no voices lady, you got me all wrong. I just wanted to see where the voices were coming from." Aliron explained while backing away, hands up to show he had no intent to harm. Which was perhaps more clearly shown when he stumbled over his suitcase and crashed to the ground. Aliron rubbed his head and looked up from where he was on the ground. "Oops. Er, see? I'm harmless, please don't run away again." he said with a cheery grin. It was weird though. Her voice was different from the voices and he'd only heard her talk in his head not with her mouth. Plus the voices sounded agitated and she just sounded scared and like she might hit him with her instrument thingy. He just wanted to figure out why things were so wierd.

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