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5 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
5 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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It does.
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6 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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Col Ward



Lord Favian insisted on Col joining them in such a way that seemed excessive. Had Lord Bryce ever been so... extravagant? Surely if he was like this all the time hiding for such a duration would be impossible wouldn't it? Of course to out someone for such a trivial suspicion would be foolish. What could he bring up? "Very well." Col said in response to Lord Favian's offer and the group of them entered the cottage. Lorenzo seemed eager to leave the cottage, though the doctor suggested otherwise. Col offered his hand palm forward to the dog at his feet, seeing if it wanted to smell his hand first before running his hand over the dog's head with a smile. He'd always liked animals and the feeling was usually reciprocated. "My apologies Lord Favian on two fronts. Firstly, that I have my own task to attend to and should hope to accomplish that before lending my services to another. Secondly-" Well, he never had been one much for cloak and dagger. "I'm afraid I must question your identity. As you must well know, you have been gone for a good while, with nary a reason I have ever heard. I musk ask if you have proof of who you are." Col's voice was still polite, but serious as well, his brown eyes staring sternly at the presumed Lord Favain.
In Lock and Key 6 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
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Aye that's the half of it. the other half is i'm really not sure what I want to write between Dawkin and his new friend and getting an interaction going with your character, sorry about that.
Sofia Stien - Train yard


Sofia held onto Chatterhead's shirt, as she didn't want to be too bothersome. Meanwhile some sort of eye-bot had managed to get into the warehouse and informed them they were trespassing. Sofia wasn't sure that was accurate, she hadn't seen any NO TRESPASSING, VIOLATERS WILL BE SHOT, SURVIVERS WILL BE SHOT AGAIN signs. Regardless Heartloss quipped at it, probably ineffectively. Chatterhead meanwhile began monolouging while stepping forward dramatically, Sofia naturally hanging onto his coattails. At least seven people were outside which meant they were outnumbered. Sofia absently began thinking that they should probably work on that escape. Then the world came into focus. Sofia blinked rapidly, her eyes dilated, her breathing accelerated, and she looked around rapidly. Huh? What was- Sofia felt a tug on his hand as Chatterbox pulled out his gun and stepped backwards. The sound of it firing was deafening and Sofia raised her hands to her ears in surprise for a moment. Too loud. There was a strong smell in the air she wasn't familiar with. Too strong. She released her hold on Chatterbox: before quickly stepping after him, feeling unusually... Something? Everything felt far too real. After a few steps however the sharpness of her senses left and Sofia latched back onto Chatterhead, with a bit more energy this time. She closed her eyes as she hung onto him and felt a dull sense of relief as her breathing returned to normal. She was safe again.
I came here to write not to read!
Hypothetically if Dawkin gains enough ground he could make it to Amelia but I'll figure I'll let GM handle that.
Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin was relieved to see the Energy Ball wasn't headed towards him, giving him enough time to snatch the pokeball and analyze the situation once more. Wooper was now the subject of Sawsbuck's wrath. Unfortunately there was no way for Dawkin to leave with Wooper and not bring the Sawsbuck with him. It was a darn shame that escape ropes didn't work in forests... Would repel even have any effect at this point? The Sawsbuck might be mad enough and strong enough that it didn't care. Well it should at least save him from more trouble. Dawkin sprayed himself with the can of repel in one hand and returned Wooper to her Pokeball, waiting long enough for Sawsbuck to attempt an attack to give him just a little bit more time to... RUN! As Dawkin's legs pumped frantically it occurred to him that being a Pokémon trainer involved a lot more running then he'd previously thought. Obviously he planned on making his way back to the route and then hopefully back to town to heal up his Pokémon before doing anything else.






Sounds workable, I'm gonna be a bit busy for the next three days as my finals finish though so I won't get around to anything until then.
I'm amiable to that, as soon as I complete the tricky task of disengaging from this Sawsbuck.
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