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  • Old Guild Username: Sleeth
  • Joined: 12 yrs ago
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3 yrs ago
Current I have been a busy worker bee, nobody is forgotten, forgive me! I'll get caught up soon.
3 yrs ago
Sunday is date day (keep the romance alive guild peoples) So my replies will likely be delayed if they aren't almost finished already. See you tomorrow~
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3 yrs ago
Hey you, yes you reading this. Go into off-topic and send a picture of your dog. A thread full of puppies makes everyone's day better.
8 yrs ago
Be all moved in by the end of the day- And will post with my keyboard as to actually catch up.
8 yrs ago
Most of it caught up, just four more? Also have a long opening post. It's been taking me so long because I'm on my phone, I'll never type as,fast without a keyboard.

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Lol, hello there.
Ah, should have put the pet thing in the CS. I'll go fix it.
This you could call a reboot of an old guild RP. The last time it was started, poor GM management killed off a very promising start and with enough support I would like to try it again. If you are unfamiliar with Fallout lore well you're okay but I suggest hard studying or partner up OOC to be the kid companion of someone else, it isn't something you learn in a few posts, the lore is something that takes time to behold.

Setting: As you probably guessed from the title this will take place in Manhattan. You may start as a member of a faction or a scavenger in the wastes but it will be up to you how you come together in this world if at all. It's a big world, full of dangerous people and it isn't safe to go alone, so take this: Whether you ripped it from a mans arm, bought it, scavenged it or got it for your tenth birthday when you became a man (or woman) Everyone will have a Pip-Boy whether you got for the classic 2500 or 3000A, this will be communication. Be the lone wanderer who tore the land in half, or the group that pulled it together, the world is always evolving and changing.

But war, war never changes.
Eryx wasn't good with names, since he never properly met them. However, the Savant Sebastian was an easy mark, Eryx found it difficult to see intelligence in most of the people he had seen and that boy had been noted. He took his side, not getting in close but defining his place in this game. "H-h..." He tried desperately to greet his team but the number was difficult and he quickly succumbed to silence again.
Sleeth frowned at the picture of this building, what could this possibly hope to accomplish? Though as his fingers brushed the laminated paper he felt himself falling forward. He was fast to catch himself but it seemed futal as that too succumbed to this vortex. He glared through the black locks, the bright red eyes flowing with rage to have a picture overpower him though in a moment he'd completely fallen in.

He didn't make a noise as he landed, other than the thud of his back hitting the ground. He didn't even notice there was a ground to hit until it was too late to attempt landing it. "You would think they would lay some type of mat out if people come falling in from the air." He says, brushing it off. He looked up at the building and blink. "Their school?" Standing he began brushing off the refined cloak and adjusting the silver family chrest on his chest. "One hell of an entrance, maybe I came out in the wrong spot..."
Thanks ^-^ and I'd think that perhaps they'd kept a picture themselves? Adepts, especially by chance they'd studied in that place, would profoundly keep a picture of the place to assure that their future generations would learn aswell.
Eryx stepped to her, trying to minimize his awkwardness. He let his lip go and looked down to the woman who'd called him over. He didn't like it here hut hoped it wouldn't last long anyway. He didn't care what team he was on, tackles could be defensive too and he had already formulated just how to counter many different types. He processed this as ye waited for her judgement on a team, and he adjusted the name plate he had to wear.
Eryx had been sitting in the back of the small group, trying to be invisible and hopefully succeeding at it. However now a question was asked and in light of not wanting them mad he slowly raised his hand to show hehad played the game before. He stood straight up, no longer ttrying to hide as much but not very comfortable with the grouping here. He had played, it was simple and the tackling would make for a small but semi fun challenge. He noticed after a moment however that raising his hand would just attract attention to him but tob let it be acknowledged he put it down slowly. He chewed his lower lip with a small step back, tempted to put his back to something but with nothing nearby he waited.
KatherinWinter said
Well it's good to have someone who knows that their doing. I generally make stuff up as I go


Well you know now. Who says you don't learn physical games from computers? Pfft. Also if I have a word that makes no sense in a sentence such as "Yes, I do slut." My phone auto corrects and when I have the safety filter off it tends to prefer correcting to those terms. I'll try to catch myself and fix it but swype seems to have terests.
Yea the flag is the easy part. I played CTF a lot in school
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