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STATUS: I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya 11 yrs agoStatus
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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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So much grit in this rp.
Soh I'll post likely today or tomorrow!
Soh I'll post likely today or tomorrow!
Great posting everyone!
I need to PM with prints before my next post! Sorry if that keeps anyone waiting!
I need to PM with prints before my next post! Sorry if that keeps anyone waiting!
You have assumed correctly! That makes more sense anyway. :)
Now that I'm finished with my schedule, I can hash out exact class times and post a teacher list and such this week. I updated the OCC info a bit to try and help. I'm trying to brush up on my code skills and make the info more organized and easy to read/sort through. I think I have too many hiders. Let me know what you guys think too. Thanks!
Now that I'm finished with my schedule, I can hash out exact class times and post a teacher list and such this week. I updated the OCC info a bit to try and help. I'm trying to brush up on my code skills and make the info more organized and easy to read/sort through. I think I have too many hiders. Let me know what you guys think too. Thanks!
Her cheeks were rosy as she began on her next drink. She had enough coin to stumble out of the saloon and still have money leftover for flour. That's how she figured it anyway. She looked away from the escalating scene. They were strange men looking to prove something to one another in a town that belonged to none of them. She thought that this was a thing she would never understand...
Gunfire. She flinched and stumbled off her bar-stool. She looked to see the men fall one by one with each crack of the pistol. Then she vaulted over the bartop and ducked under for cover. She broke a few glasses on her way over, so gave the barkeep an apologetic look as they crouched and waited for the gunfire to pass. It was like waiting out a storm.
The barkeep stood first, and arranged for the killing-strangers room and board then that man left. Most people left. The barkeep looked at Dustin. The barkeep looked around the quiet nearly empty saloon, then looked to Dustin. "Boy, next rounds on me boy if you help me cleanup. And I wont count you for the glass you broke neither." The barkeep went looking for a mop.
Dustin shrugged and nodded. She walked over to the pile of bodies by the card table. They already stank. They looked blankly upward. She took the first one by his boots and dragged him out into the streets for the crows of the undertaker to take care of him. Whichever got there first. Most likely the cloths. She doubted anyone would pay the undertaker for this lot to be properly put to rest.
She would have to tell the Old Man about this. She wondered what he would say, or if he would be to tired for even this news.
Gunfire. She flinched and stumbled off her bar-stool. She looked to see the men fall one by one with each crack of the pistol. Then she vaulted over the bartop and ducked under for cover. She broke a few glasses on her way over, so gave the barkeep an apologetic look as they crouched and waited for the gunfire to pass. It was like waiting out a storm.
The barkeep stood first, and arranged for the killing-strangers room and board then that man left. Most people left. The barkeep looked at Dustin. The barkeep looked around the quiet nearly empty saloon, then looked to Dustin. "Boy, next rounds on me boy if you help me cleanup. And I wont count you for the glass you broke neither." The barkeep went looking for a mop.
Dustin shrugged and nodded. She walked over to the pile of bodies by the card table. They already stank. They looked blankly upward. She took the first one by his boots and dragged him out into the streets for the crows of the undertaker to take care of him. Whichever got there first. Most likely the cloths. She doubted anyone would pay the undertaker for this lot to be properly put to rest.
She would have to tell the Old Man about this. She wondered what he would say, or if he would be to tired for even this news.
Layla was not alone.
"The door has moved on." Behind Layla there was a figure that she had not seen before when she had entered the room. The figure was taller than Layla, thin and willowy, with eyes that seemed far to large and a mouth and nose that seemed far too small. The figure had long hair tied back into a long ponytail, and wore only a simple tabbard belted at the waist by a rope. Thin legs and large wide feet. Thin arms with wide palms and long fingers. A round head with wide eyes and tiny pointed ears. What color were those eyes? They were not any color, for the entire figure was white and translucent. This was obviously a ghost.
"Yelling will just keep it away, like a morning bird." It would be difficult by looking at the scrawny thing if it were a boy or a girl ghost, though, the soft deep voice seemed resolutely feminine.
"The door has moved on." Behind Layla there was a figure that she had not seen before when she had entered the room. The figure was taller than Layla, thin and willowy, with eyes that seemed far to large and a mouth and nose that seemed far too small. The figure had long hair tied back into a long ponytail, and wore only a simple tabbard belted at the waist by a rope. Thin legs and large wide feet. Thin arms with wide palms and long fingers. A round head with wide eyes and tiny pointed ears. What color were those eyes? They were not any color, for the entire figure was white and translucent. This was obviously a ghost.
"Yelling will just keep it away, like a morning bird." It would be difficult by looking at the scrawny thing if it were a boy or a girl ghost, though, the soft deep voice seemed resolutely feminine.
But we should all pick different movies.
It would be most awkward for my character i think.
It would be most awkward for my character i think.
I vote for 100% classic Clint.
Which is why Dustin dresses the way she does. And is named Dustin.
Sure thing guys!
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