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15 days ago
Current 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).

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*thinks he's a goose, and migrates with the other geese to a better thread*


*shoots down with a belt-fed fully-automatic 20 gauge shotgun*
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Neither post made much sense to me.

Did the OP expect fecal matter running down the walls and highschool-dropouts stocking the shelves?
-Walmart has learned that such things are bad for business. GED or better. Less shit gets "misplaced".
Fallout: Never played it. Didn't stop me from doing an RP as a water-merchant that ran across a sole-survivor from s destroyed/enslaved tribal-village. Questing and side-quests ensued.

1886: Probably same. Just a guess. Although I did read various volumes from League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and found that concept rather appealing.

Leverage/It takes a thief/Burn Notice: Basically, good-guy anti-hero espionage-thriller that doesn't spoon-feed all the thinking-bits and glaze-over the action.

Once Upon a Time... Good concept to chuck every fairy-tale into the same world and see what happens, people been doing that since '95 (Gargoyles, 10th Kingdom, etc) and it seems to hold a strong following.
-Only problem is keeping track of all the canonical-material and deciding which bits to dismiss as blatant lies and which are legit to the RP, and how to stretch the remaining bits of story to fit. Being heavy on canon-fodder, I tend to avoid it.

Annd then I wake-up and realize it said to send a PM... oh well, free-bump.
You've waited a week, I can do likewise.
Ashley screams out in fear as the fire shot got some of her hair but she did not lose any. She managed to put it out before hurting herself. She was then held with what felt like a knife in her back. She could not see and did not try to squirm too much but she was desperately trying to find a way out of this pickle she was in. "Looks its just me and another guy. I am just trying to get us back to my farm for safety. I don't want trouble.." She said as she tried to lower the tension in this situation.


"Neither do I;" Taggart replied as he eased the bayonet off of Ashley's back, only so he could quickly cycle the bolt without stabbing her, "but then again, who does? If you don't mind telling me who or what you were shooting at and why; you can turn around if you'd like, slowly."

For extra space, he took a step back, just in case she got the idea to lunge for him or swat-away the rifle. It would've taken some ninja-like reflexes, but it seemed her adrenalin was plenty high to pull it off if he let his guard down, since it was only just him. He decided to lean against the brick grocery-store wall for added stability, and also in an effort to look casual despite being weighed-down with his 'go-bag'.

"You thirsty?"
Well, keep in mind back at Columbia Airfield Taggart had to wrestle and bayonet a rotter that night before (by the pond). So there's a few corpses there to trip over.

Columbia Airfield is also a 10 mile walk.

During the time of AnnaBeth's post, Taggart was encamped in the old feed-mill, which generally occurred 24 hours before the main stream of events in the RP.
Yeah... bout that. Just keep in mind I don't believe in plot-armor. Wouldn't have been the first GM's player-character I've PK'd for the sake of a good story.

Of course, then we'd have a brooding malevolent GM to worry about. Those aren't too bad ICly, but would cause much drama.
-Gets a little weird when there's a trail of dead GM-created characters (each one more OP than the last) leading to your own character's corpse.

The inverse is true, also.
Thanks....


Hopefully I didn't singe your hair too badly.

I'm assuming so, as hair-spray isn't exactly high on the list of priorities.
The women crouching by the motorcycle appeared unresponsive to William's hail, and then opened-fire on some random building.

William Taggart responded in-kind with a warning-shot directly over her head.


^Not gonna be hiding that anytime soon.

He then laid the tip of his bayonet against her back. The two-foot long spike still stank the sweet rusty aroma of mil-surplus berdan-primers and dried blood; if she gave him any trouble, he'd only have to point and lean forwards with all is wieght.

"How many are with you?" This time he yelled, trying to be heard over the ringing in his own ears as he steadily kept applying more pressure to her back. He didn't want to stick around long enough for her big brother to come back and have to deal with both of them; if she didn't talk, he'd just have to find-out the hard way.
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