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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!
Most Recent Posts
Also, good posts everyone!
Icarus has roach!
And, I think Josh wrote that Bizbee was climbing in the backpacks and making clicking noises. So that can explain that!
And, I think Josh wrote that Bizbee was climbing in the backpacks and making clicking noises. So that can explain that!
No what is it?
Yes they are allowed still. Hi ahead and post a cs :D welcome back
That makes sense. Next time just say that ;p
Wow! So glad to see you!
Take your time we are still in the beginning stages of the story! Let me know if you need any help!
Take your time we are still in the beginning stages of the story! Let me know if you need any help!
Offense taken. I am gming and making NPC's to flesh out the game world. If you don't want teachers and opposing quidditch teams and evil wizard villians anda sorting hat that talks back and random ghosts and stuff then uh.... I don't know how to help you.
I have posted! I have also introduced the new character! Welcome!
Jon and Karnage
Zesiro frowned deeply. He felt stranded. His companion, the new girl, was keeping quiet beside him. He was supposedly second in command, but, that was bullshit. MERCY should just be re-named the TWAIN-Brigade. Zesiro was at a loss in this situation.
"Whatever." he finally said. "Lets get the hell out of here. You guys go first, head to the ah... Castle... I guess." He looked out into the snow, wondering where the roar had come from. Was it something like thunder, where, if you counted the space between the sound and the light you could tell how far away it was? "Quick."
Vata & Alexavier.
"Soooounds like a plan!" Twain turned toward the castle, pointing to it in the distance. "That looks like our best bet. Lets go!" And he trudged through the snow toward the castle. The three men would follow beghind Alexavier and Vata.
Charles Balderdash
TIGER was a highly specialized team. They all dressed in similar dark gear with many pockets and plenty of extra munitions of all sorts. They trained together closely and were a truly cohesive unit. Much of this was thanks to the grueling expectations of their leader.
Charles was not part of this team. He was simply hitching a ride with them. Charles was newly assigned to MERCY.
They were on their way to the location of MERCY. Somewhere in the middle-of-nowhere Russia.
From the cockpit, a steady stream of angry Spanish curses emanated. The soldiers shifted like grass in the wind, but, they were accustomed to this type of event from their 'Den Mother'. They knew that they were safe, she reserved her harshest opinions for...
"Dios Mio MERCY!" Rozalind left the cockpit with her fists clenched. She was wearing the unmarked black swat-suit that all the other members of TIGER were wearing, but without her head gear her long red hair tumbled freely around her shoulders. It was like a lions mane, and her black eyes flashed with a predators annoyance. She had skin the color of dusk and freckles across her hawkish nose. Her black eyes landed on Charles.
"Charles." She sat down next to him, crossing her arms and legs. Even in her battle gear she moved with elegance that was usually only observed in ballrooms. "Are you sure you want to join MERCY? You should request a transfer. Idiots. They are not responding to our calls and we can't get a clear fix on their location."
Charles might have heard that Rozalind herself had been a member of MERCY before being assigned to lead TIGER.
Zesiro frowned deeply. He felt stranded. His companion, the new girl, was keeping quiet beside him. He was supposedly second in command, but, that was bullshit. MERCY should just be re-named the TWAIN-Brigade. Zesiro was at a loss in this situation.
"Whatever." he finally said. "Lets get the hell out of here. You guys go first, head to the ah... Castle... I guess." He looked out into the snow, wondering where the roar had come from. Was it something like thunder, where, if you counted the space between the sound and the light you could tell how far away it was? "Quick."
Vata & Alexavier.
"Soooounds like a plan!" Twain turned toward the castle, pointing to it in the distance. "That looks like our best bet. Lets go!" And he trudged through the snow toward the castle. The three men would follow beghind Alexavier and Vata.
Charles Balderdash
TIGER was a highly specialized team. They all dressed in similar dark gear with many pockets and plenty of extra munitions of all sorts. They trained together closely and were a truly cohesive unit. Much of this was thanks to the grueling expectations of their leader.
Charles was not part of this team. He was simply hitching a ride with them. Charles was newly assigned to MERCY.
They were on their way to the location of MERCY. Somewhere in the middle-of-nowhere Russia.
From the cockpit, a steady stream of angry Spanish curses emanated. The soldiers shifted like grass in the wind, but, they were accustomed to this type of event from their 'Den Mother'. They knew that they were safe, she reserved her harshest opinions for...
"Dios Mio MERCY!" Rozalind left the cockpit with her fists clenched. She was wearing the unmarked black swat-suit that all the other members of TIGER were wearing, but without her head gear her long red hair tumbled freely around her shoulders. It was like a lions mane, and her black eyes flashed with a predators annoyance. She had skin the color of dusk and freckles across her hawkish nose. Her black eyes landed on Charles.
"Charles." She sat down next to him, crossing her arms and legs. Even in her battle gear she moved with elegance that was usually only observed in ballrooms. "Are you sure you want to join MERCY? You should request a transfer. Idiots. They are not responding to our calls and we can't get a clear fix on their location."
Charles might have heard that Rozalind herself had been a member of MERCY before being assigned to lead TIGER.
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