It smells like updog.
Who/what is this updog you speak of?
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Who/what is this updog you speak of?
Well I't's almost been a year since I last came onto this site and lord has it changed.
Welp, hey guys how are you? I'm looking forward to messing around on some rp's so if you have one feel free to send me towards it and I'll have a look. I need somewhere to get started after all. I'm most interested in a nation rp right now, but pretty much anything is an option.
Welp, hey guys how are you? I'm looking forward to messing around on some rp's so if you have one feel free to send me towards it and I'll have a look. I need somewhere to get started after all. I'm most interested in a nation rp right now, but pretty much anything is an option.
Character Sheet
Full Name:Richard Ghoul
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Weapon: Two single headed meteor hammers. The heads are small enough to hold in his hands comfortably.
Personality: Ricky loves fighting and enjoys challenging himself against people who are stronger than he is. He tends to stay calm unless he is fighting where he will become hyperactive.
Full Name:Richard Ghoul
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Weapon: Two single headed meteor hammers. The heads are small enough to hold in his hands comfortably.
Personality: Ricky loves fighting and enjoys challenging himself against people who are stronger than he is. He tends to stay calm unless he is fighting where he will become hyperactive.
I'll wait for the OP to confirm it before I start doing anything.
Is there room for one more wayward traveller?
Sounds like this has the potential to be pretty interesting.
I'm really interested in this, especially if we had both heroes and villains and I do have an idea for a hero/villain already.
I am also in agreement that each hero would need to have a limit to their powers especially when starting. They could possibly only start with one and have the possibility of improving it or gaining new powers as the RP progresses
I am also in agreement that each hero would need to have a limit to their powers especially when starting. They could possibly only start with one and have the possibility of improving it or gaining new powers as the RP progresses
The hound barked and a spell shot from his open mouth. A crazed look overtook Shreika’s eyes as she allowed herself a sadistic grin. She could feel the power of the hound coursing through her veins and the rage and primal spirit that came with it.
The spell she had prepared was fired off early as she lost control of herself, and a crackling black net, formed from the abyss itself was flung up and into the air. The priestess’s magic was lost but she refused to be beaten, struggling to overcome the animalistic feelings that were invading her thoughts. Even without her magic, a Priestess of the Abyss was not defenceless.
In this wild state she noticed the form of the hound limping towards her. She saw him open his mouth to speak, but the words didn’t register. Acting on impulse Shreika leapt forward and pulled out two small, claw like weapons from within her robes. The karambit felt natural to her; as if they helped her further the process of becoming the beast she was forced into being.
She clawed at the hound, who even weakened could dodge the priestess’s attacks and was even able to retaliate, cutting through Shreika’s robes with his strange bladed tonfa. Though small in size, the karambit were no less deadly than her opponent’s weapon, a curved and sharpened claw, emerged out of the base of her fists and pointing forward with a razor sharp tip.
Bringing her blades down Shreika tried once again to connect with the evasive dog, but failed, leaving her open for a strike to the chin, launching her backwards and colliding with one of the barbarians. On instinct she started shredding through the warrior, who could only receive the enhanced attacks helplessly.
Standing above the corpse, Shreika was suddenly released from the debilitating magic. Her body however was crippled with pain, the wounds that had previously gone unnoticed returned with a vengeance as her robes were now stained a deep red.
With her magic returned, she quickly threw a shield around her body to allow her a brief respite. The magical energies of the abyss would absorb anything that struck the shield for at most twenty seconds and block all light from entering or escaping, hopefully allowing the priestess enough time to heal the worst of her injuries.
The spell she had prepared was fired off early as she lost control of herself, and a crackling black net, formed from the abyss itself was flung up and into the air. The priestess’s magic was lost but she refused to be beaten, struggling to overcome the animalistic feelings that were invading her thoughts. Even without her magic, a Priestess of the Abyss was not defenceless.
In this wild state she noticed the form of the hound limping towards her. She saw him open his mouth to speak, but the words didn’t register. Acting on impulse Shreika leapt forward and pulled out two small, claw like weapons from within her robes. The karambit felt natural to her; as if they helped her further the process of becoming the beast she was forced into being.
She clawed at the hound, who even weakened could dodge the priestess’s attacks and was even able to retaliate, cutting through Shreika’s robes with his strange bladed tonfa. Though small in size, the karambit were no less deadly than her opponent’s weapon, a curved and sharpened claw, emerged out of the base of her fists and pointing forward with a razor sharp tip.
Bringing her blades down Shreika tried once again to connect with the evasive dog, but failed, leaving her open for a strike to the chin, launching her backwards and colliding with one of the barbarians. On instinct she started shredding through the warrior, who could only receive the enhanced attacks helplessly.
Standing above the corpse, Shreika was suddenly released from the debilitating magic. Her body however was crippled with pain, the wounds that had previously gone unnoticed returned with a vengeance as her robes were now stained a deep red.
With her magic returned, she quickly threw a shield around her body to allow her a brief respite. The magical energies of the abyss would absorb anything that struck the shield for at most twenty seconds and block all light from entering or escaping, hopefully allowing the priestess enough time to heal the worst of her injuries.
The Canadians have left my house and are now invading London. I'll be able to post a bit more frequently now. I'll try to have another one up tomorrow.
Couldn't do it, I got dragged out of the house.
Couldn't do it, I got dragged out of the house.
I shall try and write about Festus in my next post. I miss that guy and his sudden dominance over the dead already.
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