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STATUS: A roleplay not for the timid: "The quest to restore the abandoned Waffle House" 15 days ago
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A roleplay not for the timid: "The quest to restore the abandoned Waffle House"
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1 mo ago
I do agree with Yandere's sentiment that words not wording workingly do be a problem this time of year.
1 mo ago
Scratch that, place your bets on polymarket.
2 mos ago
Looks like I'll be working on memorial day weekend. And no, this does not mean place any bets on polymarket.
3 mos ago
due to a typo on my part I was nearly convinced I owed the IRS nearly $3000 in excess taxes this year.
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-There will be delays in replies. Largely due to working overtime, voluntary obligations; other RPs and online-things may compete for my attention.
'Bout me:
Started RPing (badly) back in '05, mostly doing nation-RPs with an emphasis on technology and strategy, later edging out to character-espionage and military-tactics before doing "less serious" character roleplays that were outside of the 2005-2008 continuity.
That's when I went to Dead-Frontier, and found the RP community there, joined a clan, did some pretty good roleplays and pretty much loosened-up my online-personality. When the clan-leader decided to move her RPs here, most of the clan followed.
Took a course in technical-writing back in '08, so now I may sometimes use the semicolon correctly.
In 2010 I dusted off the old nation-RP continuity I had, doing a few hetelia-esque RP-shenanigans there..
RP-Habbits: I tend to geek-out on little technical-details, and sometimes infer how those details would impact the background of the roleplay. Great for world-building, not so great when you had a perfectly good plotline and I just MacGyver it off the rails (though I usually er to the side of amusement, sometimes it creates very grim side-stories).
'Bout me:
Started RPing (badly) back in '05, mostly doing nation-RPs with an emphasis on technology and strategy, later edging out to character-espionage and military-tactics before doing "less serious" character roleplays that were outside of the 2005-2008 continuity.
That's when I went to Dead-Frontier, and found the RP community there, joined a clan, did some pretty good roleplays and pretty much loosened-up my online-personality. When the clan-leader decided to move her RPs here, most of the clan followed.
Took a course in technical-writing back in '08, so now I may sometimes use the semicolon correctly.
In 2010 I dusted off the old nation-RP continuity I had, doing a few hetelia-esque RP-shenanigans there..
RP-Habbits: I tend to geek-out on little technical-details, and sometimes infer how those details would impact the background of the roleplay. Great for world-building, not so great when you had a perfectly good plotline and I just MacGyver it off the rails (though I usually er to the side of amusement, sometimes it creates very grim side-stories).
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ReaptheMusic said
Oi Foster, he didn't kill his horse. He fed her then left to go hunt some wild game .3. hell nah he wouldn't kill his own companion.
Oh, I know, but I made several people think it.
Oh right, Venom, Sins of the Father/Sin Eater... old clasic that was.
-Or do we mean those little milticolored offshots [Life Foundation project/Scream?] that self-terminated sometime around '94?
-Scream was introduced in '93, during Venom's first story-arc. Ann Weying didn't appear until '95.
*Double checks*
Wow, turns out the crazy gal someohow survived until civil-war...
Or did you mean Scorn? Doc Tanis be missin an arm, though, in that one.
-But that came after Flash Thompson lost his legs in an LAV-rollover.
--Ironicly, there was a similar one-shot from Desert-Storm called Phalanx.
-Or do we mean those little milticolored offshots [Life Foundation project/Scream?] that self-terminated sometime around '94?
-Scream was introduced in '93, during Venom's first story-arc. Ann Weying didn't appear until '95.
*Double checks*
Wow, turns out the crazy gal someohow survived until civil-war...
Or did you mean Scorn? Doc Tanis be missin an arm, though, in that one.
-But that came after Flash Thompson lost his legs in an LAV-rollover.
--Ironicly, there was a similar one-shot from Desert-Storm called Phalanx.
(killing your own horse for the meat? that's pretty mental...)
As the messenger left the blacksmith's abode, Peter followed. The mesenger quickened his pace with more delibrate footsteps through the muddy streets. At first he believed he'd been spotted, but soon enough the chap turned right for the tavern to relieve themselves. In any case, 'ol Pete went around the building to search for a back way in (there was none) before going inside as well.
The ruffian hated these border-taverns... far too likely to meet a familiar face, or get into a brawl and encounter a familiar face with authority to dole-out some swift vengeance... But such were the risks taken in pennance. He made sure his 'mark' for this evening had their tongue well-lubricated.
Once the paige had become a little too well acquainted with the barkeep's betrothed barmaiden, he decided to bail the runt out by claiming the poor kid was his servant, and would be punished accordingly for such a disgraceful act of lewdness. Upon taking things outside, he leveled with the kid, and asked if he'd done what was requested; by making the strong albeit decietful implication of being one of the officer's own men sent to spy on him. It didn't take too much collar-scruffling to get confirmation that yes, the order for a new blade had been placed, half paid for up-front.
That, followed by a few words of advice, such as to lay-off the meade until he'd seen and done something he'd rather forget, and the paige was sent-away on the next caravan; a little to unsteady on their feet to entrust with walking home.
This meant the 'smith would be here longer, and that she was crafting a top-notch blade... not particularily knowing who it was meant for... And with the paige sent-away empty-handed, someone else will have to retrieve it. Best to do-so in person.
Premium blades, now half-off. Could either sell it to their rightful owner for the other half, or pawn it at full-price.
As the messenger left the blacksmith's abode, Peter followed. The mesenger quickened his pace with more delibrate footsteps through the muddy streets. At first he believed he'd been spotted, but soon enough the chap turned right for the tavern to relieve themselves. In any case, 'ol Pete went around the building to search for a back way in (there was none) before going inside as well.
The ruffian hated these border-taverns... far too likely to meet a familiar face, or get into a brawl and encounter a familiar face with authority to dole-out some swift vengeance... But such were the risks taken in pennance. He made sure his 'mark' for this evening had their tongue well-lubricated.
Once the paige had become a little too well acquainted with the barkeep's betrothed barmaiden, he decided to bail the runt out by claiming the poor kid was his servant, and would be punished accordingly for such a disgraceful act of lewdness. Upon taking things outside, he leveled with the kid, and asked if he'd done what was requested; by making the strong albeit decietful implication of being one of the officer's own men sent to spy on him. It didn't take too much collar-scruffling to get confirmation that yes, the order for a new blade had been placed, half paid for up-front.
That, followed by a few words of advice, such as to lay-off the meade until he'd seen and done something he'd rather forget, and the paige was sent-away on the next caravan; a little to unsteady on their feet to entrust with walking home.
This meant the 'smith would be here longer, and that she was crafting a top-notch blade... not particularily knowing who it was meant for... And with the paige sent-away empty-handed, someone else will have to retrieve it. Best to do-so in person.
Premium blades, now half-off. Could either sell it to their rightful owner for the other half, or pawn it at full-price.
Edited my CS, slightly.
Four words.
Four words.
Kitty!
*Loads and rolls a Type 62 platoon*
Plays
^Irony, one of my characters died that way in a 1x1.
-NCR Ranger, Nat Greene.
Plays
^Irony, one of my characters died that way in a 1x1.
-NCR Ranger, Nat Greene.
Zerofighter said
M maybe f
Ah, so I'll be playing the huntress then.
-I guess that makes sense. Weapons-handling experiance and such.
Do you want comedy, anime, or pragmatic character design?
Hibster!
Yeah, I was even going to do a timeskip and mention a funny moment when my character is offering his services to Alierith just as she is about to seek him out.
Kinda ironic since you planned to timeskip in your next post as well.
Except I tend to abide by the "wait for 2 replies before posting" ettiquet
-I'll write something up and PM it for a collab'd timeskip
Kinda ironic since you planned to timeskip in your next post as well.
Except I tend to abide by the "wait for 2 replies before posting" ettiquet
-I'll write something up and PM it for a collab'd timeskip
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