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7 yrs ago
Current Yes, I'm an oversize child. Deal with it. :P
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8 yrs ago
That moment you've got too many rp ideas floating in your head, but you don't want to overwhelm yourself? Yeah... I'm right there, suffering in silence.
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8 yrs ago
RP hunting is like finding the rare toy in the cereal box. Doable, but the time and effort is nearly more than I can bare!
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9 yrs ago
That amazing high when you realized how far you've come in improving your writing. It's impossible to describe, but drowns you in a positive glow.
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9 yrs ago
I love being a terrible person by making my PCs' lives miserable, it's art form that never gets old or boring.
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Username.....Fallenreaper
Nicknames....Fallen (preferred), Reaper, Devour of lost souls, etc.
Gender..........Female
Sign...............Libra (true to sign surprisingly)
Occupation....Wandering and exploring the caves of my insane mind
Location.........USA (Lost in the Cornfields!)

Status............Stable.



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Advance RP

Create-A-Hero
Accepting: GM/Co-GM Nitemare Shape, Hound55, & Dedonus


Formaroth Part 2: Throne of Lies
Still Accepting: GM TheDuncanMorgan


Casual RP

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising
Accepting: GM Almalthia, Co GM Pilatus


Legacy of Heroes: The New Age
Accepting: GM Jessie Targaryen, Co GMs Alfhedil and Apollosarcher


Nation RP

None

Arena RP

None yet.


Extra Stuff Featuring: Flight Rising.

Most Recent Posts

So this past week got a little crazy, I was snowed in a friend's house until today, so I've been a bit delayed on the posts. Hopefully they will be done soon.


o_o When people want you to stay, I didn't think they would encourage a snow storm to barricade you in!
@Luna@Demonic Angel@fdeviant: I'll reply Friday, at latest and wrap this up. Btw, I need a briefly summary (like 2-5 sentences) of what your PCs will do when they depart ways. Like giving contact numbers, or any information, etc. Namely so I can include them in the summary.
@Dedonus

I did see that, ye. I'll probably join it when I have a CS.


OOh yea!
Bump. WE can use fresh meat as the cast is steady, solid and willing to help if you get stuck. This is a great time to get involved since the chapter is rebooting and even the vets are learning something new. ^-^
Working on some stuff


Nope, never. You're always going to be lazy! :P
~| The Jedi Temple on Coruscant |~
~| Day 1, 11th hour |~

Xid, Heart of the Temple Room


Xid ushered the younglings deeper into the temple. Their boots echoed off the walls and heightened his growing fear for both his master and Navi. He spied one of the children look at him causing him to bit it down and swallow the bitterness at his throat’s back. They didn’t need to feel him being frightened as they were. Gradually his attention whipped about the temple corridors where scenes of horror played out Jedi and Sith locked in conflict, blades whipped forward to clip one or the other down. Droids, usually forbidden without special permission, began to march and blast down the Temple guards stationed there.

He urged the younglings to be quicker. His blonde head flipped over his shoulder and noticed about three apprentices jerked their attention to his direction, their eyes hungry for more blood shed. One of them jerked a hand at three droids who had just finished raining fire down upon an unfortunate pair of Jedi, their screams died when their charred remains crumbled to the ground, then rotated their squat figures about. Their joints whirled into a march down the corridor with the apprentices following behind.

The group made their way into a large room, the heart of their home. Mainly it was because it sat within the center of the building and hallways flowed from here to several different parts of the temple, much like the life blood passed through a heart or hearts in most living beings. Panting heavily, the large collection that followed in their wake drew ever closer.

~| The Jedi Temple on Coruscant |~
~| Day 1, 11th hour |~

Ibik, Corridors leading to Heart of Temple Room


When Shiri bolted off, her zabrak master frowned. She was always a strong willed individual and at times, his most difficult pupil when it came to thought before action. However, he could temper it rather than force it to change. When Ibik’s hand reached for his own lightsaber before his horned head turned to Cerria, worry etched over his features. She wasn’t a front line Jedi but rather suited for the backlines and allowing her to assist with the upcoming fight would only get her heedlessly killed.

His expression softened when he spoke, “Cerria, I want you to go to the temple archives and wait there. You’re not fit for combat but you can heal the wounded and we can shepherd them to you. Now go.”

With those words, he then shot after Shiri in hopes to catch up to the impatient padawan and hopefully keep her safe.

~| The Jedi Temple on Coruscant |~
~| Day 1, 11th hour |~

Xid, Heart of the Temple Room


Xid panted softly, his arms braced against his knees while he tried to catch his breath. The younglings edged to the room’s center while muffled sounds of war clashed through the walls and reminded him of the temple’s assault. It had been a while since he had been pushed to his limits and now the lacking training had caught up with him. While the adrenaline buzz in his head died, he began to move beside the younglings. He eyes looked into each corridor now stretched from their location.

“Which way,” Asked the young Togruta, his eyes studied Xid for direction.

It was a sensation the Padawan wasn’t use to as he hesitated, his head turned from one hallway to the next. Time was ticking away and the Sith were already a third down the hallway they had come from. Before Xid would make a decision, four different Jedi came rushing in from two different corridors. Denso and Khan from the far left, just ahead of the group while Shiri and Ibik came from one on his right.

A little shocked at having aid so quickly, Xid addressed Denso quickly being the first to arrive, “Do you know a safe place we can take the younglings? There’s three apprentices and three war droids on our tail.”

Right on cue, one of the younglings screamed when a MK-ii came charging into the room. Xid knew the model well having dismantle some in his time on Balmorra and how destructive they could be in groups. His face paled when another could be seen creeping in its wake. The tough armor appeared to have been blasted and scarred by a few lightsabers, but none seemed to have went all the way through or missed vital systems that would’ve shut them down. Its three legs moved it in a jarry rhythm while it made its way farther into the room causing Xid to stretch out his arms and guide the children toward Denso and Khan. Slowly its rectangular head with one sensor eye lowered to scan each of them then access its tactics.

Ibik reacted immediately when a large chuck came flying at him and his padawan. His hand gripped her arm then jerked her with him as he moved toward the others, the stone thumped loudly on the floor where they once stood. Ibik let go when his padawan had been pulled from danger which placed themselves in front of Xid and the younglings, Denso and Khan still in the rear guard position.

After the third and final droid, a MK-i, entered, the apprentices made their appearance. A young, human female in dark robes drew her lightsaber, her lips curled into a wick smile over the scene that greeted them. Her once carmel skin now showed hints of early age, an ashy under tone and faded yellowness to her eyes showing the results of the darkside on her body. To Xid, it appeared to try to push her into an early grave.

The woman chuckled when she noted Khan near , “How adorable. You brought your padawan in training. Pity he might not survive this.”

A dark robed zabrak, red in color and lined with dark zig-zag tattoos across his face and shoulders merely shook his head, “Now, now Akana. Our master needs a few alive for her… experiments.”

Xid’s heart skipped a beat when dread filled him, his mind raced toward the next step. If any of the Jedi made a move, the droids would fire and hold them in place while the sith cut into any openings. They needed to be taken out and fast. His eyes glanced at Shiri and Ibik, the only two Jedi who knew his special skill set.

Ibik addressed Denso and Khan, “Think we can hold them off while the younglings’ head to the archives? I have another padawan waiting there and she will take care of them. Leave the machines to Xid, he’ll take care of them.”
Experimental Team






I will post my CS later and asap


Location: Natural History Museum, NYC
Time: Afternoon
@fdeviant, @Luna, and @Demonic Angel


The reeling in Ben’s head had started to dissipate as he shook it clear, his brains seemed to rattle against his skull. Sickness pulsed from his constricting navel then threatened to erupt from his mouth and spill his greasy meal upon the concrete in one motion. Shit was an adapt description to what he currently felt like. He swallowed back the sour taste while his mind’s awareness took stock of his condition, a weak attempt to right himself. On all fours and positioned on the ground, it didn't take him long to realize what had happened.

He had changed… Again. Memories, hazy ones, surfaced to his mind through they felt distant and strange to him.

Growling under his breath, his hand reached to wipe away the blood crusted on his eyelids and unblur his vision. He had just started to raise weakly to his feet when Ji flipped the tarp over his shoulders, his knees twitched and tried to give out from underneath him. She steadied him enough to prevent him from toppling into the hard concrete still covered by his discarded fur.

The tarp’s surface scratched at his tender skin and stripped a bit of the coagulated blood off. Cheap and itchy material rubbed against his skin causing his hand raise to his shoulder and scratched it. He needed a shower badly. However he had too many issues to deal with and no time to properly sort them out.

When Ji asked if he was alright, his hoarse voice replied, “Yeah. Just feel like I got trashed for the first time and seriously need a shower.”

He turned toward Marie, “If you're done here, can we call my agency guardian and get out of here? I really… Really need to get clean up. It might be hard to explain why I look like I got butchered, yet there's not a scratch on me.”

Ben weakly gestured with his hand toward the shredded remains of his clothing, “His number is in there and so is my cellphone. However, I'm pretty sure I heard my touch screen being shattered. I hope someone else carries one.”
Charles is up, yay!
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