Invader Len Member
Your Friendly Neighborhood Megalomaniac
STATUS: Wow it's been a long while since I was last on. I'm gonna have to update a lot of stuff. 6 yrs ago
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- Old Guild Username: Invader Len
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Wow it's been a long while since I was last on. I'm gonna have to update a lot of stuff.
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8 yrs ago
Lifetip: Don't forget to eat for 2 days, then drink 44 oz of coke at the movies. I don't feel too good, Mr. Stark.
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8 yrs ago
Finally finished editing that transcript. At this point the only person I'm rooting for in this case is the judge.
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8 yrs ago
"Boy I sure am feeling harassed after I bullied someone else and people pointed it out to me"
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8 yrs ago
"A liar begins with making falsehood appear like truth, and ends with making the truth itself appear like falsehood." - William Shenstone
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I'm a 24 year old college student with a "tragic past" and a series of flunked schools and medical bills. Roleplaying has been my one escape from a harsh reality while growing up, and I really appreciate this site and everyone on it.
I've been on Roleplayer Guild for eight years, going on nine in a few months.
I started roleplaying at 13 on an Invader Zim fan site... I accept my shame and disgrace.
I've been on Roleplayer Guild for eight years, going on nine in a few months.
I started roleplaying at 13 on an Invader Zim fan site... I accept my shame and disgrace.
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God I was running all over this thread looking for an Invader Lin expecting to find an imposter before I realized it was a typo. GAWD, I'm stupid. I'll post tonight.
WILHELM'S.
E-Elodie... I... I think I love you. O////O YOU PUT ME FIRST!
XD Wilhelm has totally forgotten his birthday. Y'all are gonna give him a coughing fit and bring his TB out of remission.
I'm waiting on Elodie to post. Peter has been standing there waiting for meds for almost two pages now.
Angel's snoozing now, and it's really crappy weather around here, so if we don't respond tomorrow, it might be because a tree has fallen on us and killed us or something.
Hey, hey Angel. Guess what I found out? Katniss is a Peetaphile. HEEHEEHEE
Peter paused as Yue to up, looking concerned. He nodded meekly when she asked him if Wilhelm had gotten into a fight, looking down at the ground shyly.
"Y-Yeah... He and Jaylin were messing around, and he got punched in the cheek. He wasn't bleeding or anything, but it's a big bruise. He wanted me to come and get medicine." he explained, his voice trailing off as he realized Yue was no longer listening, she was reading a note instead.
Sighing in discontent, Peter looked up at Serhan.
"Can you help him? I don't know what medicine to give him, and I don't want Uncle Wilhelm to get a big, fat, purple bruise on his birthday. He gets really grumpy when he doesn't look good. Last time he accidentally burned off one of his eyebrows while cooking, and he sulked for an entire week until it healed enough so he could draw one on. He wouldn't even come out and open the shop. We almost ran out of food money." Peter told him, his face one of worry.
Jaylin had finally finished the chair he had been working on, wiping the sweat from his brow and the paint from his hands. He too was sporting wounds from his scuffle with Wilhelm, a split lip and bandaged hand were the most serious of his injuries. He hadn't actually meant to hurt Wilhelm, but he had only caught in on the fact the it was a joke after he had punched him. By which time Wilhelm had lost it and gone after him like a wild cat. Though he wasn't particularly strong, the older fashion-conscious man could become relentlessly fierce, when his temper was provoked.
He went and got himself a glass of ice water, taking a break from his bench. He wondered at what point that he should go and see Wilhelm for his birthday? He wanted the other man to cool off and rest some, he had seemed pretty tired, staggering down the path, but Jaylin had honestly been too concerned to help him, he remembered that sort of behavior in rabid animals, and his instincts had kicked in. Hopefully his friend had been taken care of, Peter was a very diligent child.
He heard chittering from the birds in the trees, alerting him that someone was approaching. Downing the rest of his glass, he stood up, his tall frame allowing him to see Skye coming down the path. Odd, she didn't usually visit. Then again, aside from Wilhelm, people rarely did, unless they needed things fixed. Perhaps one of her animals had broken a fend or a trough and she needed it fixed?
Meanwhile, back at the store, Wilhelm had his face buried in his magazine, but he wasn't reading. Rather, he was napping, as he usually did around this time of day. It was alright, the merchant from out of town usually didn't show up until 2 PM, and then they could haggle over goods. He didn't even remember that day was his own birthday, too absorbed in his lazy sleep to care.
"Y-Yeah... He and Jaylin were messing around, and he got punched in the cheek. He wasn't bleeding or anything, but it's a big bruise. He wanted me to come and get medicine." he explained, his voice trailing off as he realized Yue was no longer listening, she was reading a note instead.
Sighing in discontent, Peter looked up at Serhan.
"Can you help him? I don't know what medicine to give him, and I don't want Uncle Wilhelm to get a big, fat, purple bruise on his birthday. He gets really grumpy when he doesn't look good. Last time he accidentally burned off one of his eyebrows while cooking, and he sulked for an entire week until it healed enough so he could draw one on. He wouldn't even come out and open the shop. We almost ran out of food money." Peter told him, his face one of worry.
Jaylin had finally finished the chair he had been working on, wiping the sweat from his brow and the paint from his hands. He too was sporting wounds from his scuffle with Wilhelm, a split lip and bandaged hand were the most serious of his injuries. He hadn't actually meant to hurt Wilhelm, but he had only caught in on the fact the it was a joke after he had punched him. By which time Wilhelm had lost it and gone after him like a wild cat. Though he wasn't particularly strong, the older fashion-conscious man could become relentlessly fierce, when his temper was provoked.
He went and got himself a glass of ice water, taking a break from his bench. He wondered at what point that he should go and see Wilhelm for his birthday? He wanted the other man to cool off and rest some, he had seemed pretty tired, staggering down the path, but Jaylin had honestly been too concerned to help him, he remembered that sort of behavior in rabid animals, and his instincts had kicked in. Hopefully his friend had been taken care of, Peter was a very diligent child.
He heard chittering from the birds in the trees, alerting him that someone was approaching. Downing the rest of his glass, he stood up, his tall frame allowing him to see Skye coming down the path. Odd, she didn't usually visit. Then again, aside from Wilhelm, people rarely did, unless they needed things fixed. Perhaps one of her animals had broken a fend or a trough and she needed it fixed?
Meanwhile, back at the store, Wilhelm had his face buried in his magazine, but he wasn't reading. Rather, he was napping, as he usually did around this time of day. It was alright, the merchant from out of town usually didn't show up until 2 PM, and then they could haggle over goods. He didn't even remember that day was his own birthday, too absorbed in his lazy sleep to care.
I'll see if I can get a post in tonight. My internet was shit and Angel wouldn't let me borrow her computer. Stingy stingy.
Whoa! These are wicked cool! I love playing snarky rude arrogant guys! I'd be down for plots 1,4, and 5 if you're still looking! Do you want a sample post from me?
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