Amalvi said
RP hasn't started yet and I'm already tripping
At first I thought that said "dripping"
Something very wrong popped into my head at that moment.
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At first I thought that said "dripping"
Something very wrong popped into my head at that moment.
Should I have layered on the sarcasm a tad thicker?
Broby come back
You can blame it all on me
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Broby come back
You can blame it all on me
Added an appearance section to my artfully woven character sheet.
Just kidding, I love everyone.
Except you, Broby.
Fuck you, you spiderman-lookin' mofo.
Except you, Broby.
Fuck you, you spiderman-lookin' mofo.
Name: Friza Angelo
Age: 7 34
Appearance: Shaggy gray hair(SHUT UP GRAY IS EDGY OKAY), around six feet in total height, slim(there are no such things as fat/ugly roleplay characters!), and normal eyes....except the iris is REEEEEEEEEEED(AM I EDGY ENOUGH FOR YOU GUYS!? PLZ NOTICE ME SENPAI)!
Gender: Male
Species: Hollow-Chocolate Gargoyle Human
Specialties: Cooking, opening cans of whoop assingesting copious amounts of caffeine, backflipping with the grace of Terry Crews
Abilities: Sneezes plasma, teleports relatively short distances
Weapons/Skills: - A Stupidly Ornate Katana(TM),
- A bottle of forever-steaming-hot soup
- A flail made up of a fence pole, a bike lock chain, and spiked baseballs
Favorite Games/Shows: Legend of Zelda - Majora's Mask, Dark Souls II, Dexter's Laboratory, Freeman's Mind, Spaceballs
Background: Friza doesn't really know how he came to Earth, actually! Falling from the sky into a rich guy's swimming pool is about all he can recall. Then he just walked around town for a bit, getting a lot of strange looks. He wondered if it was his hair....he apparently didn't get a chance to wash it before being thrown onto Earth. After grabbing a drink from a....what was it? Oh, right, a "Starbucks"! Yes, a Starbucks, some psycho with spikey blonde hair and a purple jumpsuit cracked Friza over the head with a Big Fuggin' Sword(TM) and ran off, screaming about something called a Sephiroth. What an oddball. He continued to waltz around like an idiot until he got a message from the Gray Chair Man("what a stupid name", thought our young anti-hero). Now, he's about to go on a grand journey that he will NEVER come to regret. Ever. No sir. Nothing will go wrong.
"What's this roleplay about?": Cinnamon Moon Babies Earth.
Age: 7 34
Appearance: Shaggy gray hair(SHUT UP GRAY IS EDGY OKAY), around six feet in total height, slim(there are no such things as fat/ugly roleplay characters!), and normal eyes....except the iris is REEEEEEEEEEED(AM I EDGY ENOUGH FOR YOU GUYS!? PLZ NOTICE ME SENPAI)!
Gender: Male
Species: Hollow-Chocolate Gargoyle Human
Specialties: Cooking, opening cans of whoop assingesting copious amounts of caffeine, backflipping with the grace of Terry Crews
Abilities: Sneezes plasma, teleports relatively short distances
Weapons/Skills: - A Stupidly Ornate Katana(TM),
- A bottle of forever-steaming-hot soup
- A flail made up of a fence pole, a bike lock chain, and spiked baseballs
Favorite Games/Shows: Legend of Zelda - Majora's Mask, Dark Souls II, Dexter's Laboratory, Freeman's Mind, Spaceballs
Background: Friza doesn't really know how he came to Earth, actually! Falling from the sky into a rich guy's swimming pool is about all he can recall. Then he just walked around town for a bit, getting a lot of strange looks. He wondered if it was his hair....he apparently didn't get a chance to wash it before being thrown onto Earth. After grabbing a drink from a....what was it? Oh, right, a "Starbucks"! Yes, a Starbucks, some psycho with spikey blonde hair and a purple jumpsuit cracked Friza over the head with a Big Fuggin' Sword(TM) and ran off, screaming about something called a Sephiroth. What an oddball. He continued to waltz around like an idiot until he got a message from the Gray Chair Man("what a stupid name", thought our young anti-hero). Now, he's about to go on a grand journey that he will NEVER come to regret. Ever. No sir. Nothing will go wrong.
"What's this roleplay about?": Cinnamon Moon Babies Earth.
You're just jealous you'll never have lesbian feels, Geki! /s
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I would raise a space armada stretching throughout the galaxy, creating technology that benefits anyone who wants the tech along the way. Then I would explore other galaxies, just for the hell of it. If I find any oppressive galactic empires like in cliche sci-fi movies, I'd destroy them but leave a few high ranking officials alive to remind them of their destruction and how little of them are left. Rinse and repeat for that galaxy. Continue until I get bored and go do something else.
Like become the Chosen Undead.
Like become the Chosen Undead.
Sounds like Jorick needs to check his privilege. He hurt my headmate's feelings.
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