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8 yrs ago
Current when will the holy taco god return to remove the banner i wonder
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8 yrs ago
@POOHEAD189 didn't know it was your birthday. happy birthday, poo. :D
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8 yrs ago
imagine a school RP but it's an actual school where you and your character needs to learn things or fail the next big test. nothing big, nothing cheesy. just good ol' boring school
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8 yrs ago
WE ARE BACK ONLINE, PEOPLE. THE SACRIFICES TO MAHZ WORKED
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8 yrs ago
a reality where dogs still love us but they can tell us about it by verbalizing it
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Bio

Hi! I’m Mac!
…or Dmitri… or Die… or Slick… or Clover… or Trace…

…Obviously, none of these is my real name, (and by now you might have an inkling of an idea as to which fandom I came from before) so I don’t really mind being called using any of the names aforementioned above or by my character’s name when we talk in OOC. However, don’t mistake me or my character as the same entity. As I’ve said before “IC =/= OOC”

IRL, I am a 21 year old attending college as a 4th year an extendee Bachelor of Arts and Communication Student. I major in Speech Communication and minor in Broadcasting (journalism). Oh and I’m not a native English speaker so I might not catch some references, idioms, or metaphors. I will most likely ask you OOC for clarifications on some things because I sometimes misunderstand definitions despite being supposedly fluent in English.

Anyway, I’d like to think that I’m a fairly carefree person. It means that I’ll let us get away with doing a lot of shit (we’ll probably do a lot of crazy shit tbh), and my friends say that I’m pretty friendly too so I guess we can take their word for it. But, as all humans are bound to be, I do have my limits. With that, I wouldn’t say “tread lightly” with me. But I will say “let’s be decent” at least. Soo... Let’s just see where it goes, yeah?



Okay. Now for credibility.

I have been roleplaying on and off for... 5 or 6-ish years now. I used to roleplay in tumblr(dot)com for a couple of years before stopping for half a year, and then it became an on and off thing that ended up with me missing out on a lot of things IC and IRL. It became a nuisance and a source of frustration for me since I couldn’t keep up with my character’s life and my own life so I had to stop. I just didn’t have enough time to play as my characters (plural) on a regular basis while also balancing my social and college life so I had to stop doing it , kinda. So here I am, trying to get back at the swing of things since I would like to believe that I generally have my shit together now.

If you want to contact me, feel free to tag me in posts or send me a PM for more personal matters. But if you want to contact me regularly I suggest that you ask for my Discord account in private because I’m most often online there than here. Just don’t forget to introduce yourself and where we met though, okay?

So...... There we go. I felt like I’ve wanted to add something but I’m not quite sure what it was so let’s just awkwardly end this introduction here. I hope you have fun. Before you go, have my uwu face:

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a'ight! finally had enough time to make something haha! =w=
(@Jbcool)

Persephone shakily, but happily took the knife from the desk when it neared her. She was overwhelmed with emotions at that time, but her face flushed face and watery eyes said it all. Then the CO spoke about something unifying for their regiment before pulling out their own weapon. Persephone and her (now antsy) colleagues' eyes followed the glinting metallic knife as it was taken out of its sheath. Persephone in particular noted just how detailed and beautiful the knife was as she clutched and stroked her own machete as if it was her own child.

The knife was definitely unlike theirs, but she believes that it was as important to the Colonel as her Hija is to her. After all, the man pulled it out with such familiarity and care that it seemed so natural for it to be in his hand.

"What I want is for your weapon, this...Hija...to become a symbol of the regiment, each man and women to be issued one in lieu of their standard Cadian knife. Therefore, I would require you to give the specifications of how it is made and the composition of materials to me, and I shall then hand them to the Quartermaster and so on."


The CO’s words made her pause. He had just asked them to hand their secret that it made her uncomfortable. The other men looked as equally as uncomfortable as she is and they seemed hesitant to answer.

”Sir, this is quite an order. May we be allowed to talk to each other for this first? And… may we ask if the other Hijas can also be retrieved, sir?” Persephone asked cautiously while gesturing to her equally uneasy companions.
@Dannyrulx this is very savage
@Dannyrulx ah yes. one should never attempt to take a Catachan's knife lest they have a death wish.
@Andreyich that shitty tomohawk is a machete that can nick off a tyranid's hide way easier than those flimsy plastic knives we call bayonets.
#Triggerred
(@Jbcool)

Persephone's eyes widened when she saw her Hija. Her hand twitched and her body instinctively moved towards the weapon but had stopped midway. Shew stared longingly at it, almost pleading, for it to be handed to her again.

"If it would not be too much, Sir," she shakily started, "may I... have that weapon on your hand?" Maybe speaking out was a mistake, maybe it wasn't. But she looked up to her Colonel, eyes wide and somber. Her eyes, though red, seems to be dampening. But one cannot be too sure. After all, they had just smoked something questionable.

On the other hand, the men behind her seemed wary. Their eyes busy themselves by looking around the room in hopes that they could take a glimpse of their own weapons.
@Jbcool
Upon realizing what she possibly might have done, Persephone takes a small intake of air and immediately looked somewhere where she could avoid her Colonel’s gaze. She is being fairly fidgety despite her supposed calm and laidback demeanor that she had before some events unfolded. Her two companions are also showing signs of distress, but the skinnier man seems to hide it better than the other.

“S-sir,” she said with a small stutter, “if this was about the smoking, we can surrender it, sir.”

The two men behind her glanced at each other as a comment to Persephone’s fairly awkward statement. They would like to ask something else entirely but kept mum. What followed after Persephone's voice was a tense and awkward silence.
@Jbcool

Mostly just giant bugs and feral animals in their planets.

also, cue cricket noises from persy and her buds.
i am both excited and scared for lil persy.

oh, and before i forget. here, have an unnecessary pre-guardsman persy.
@Jbcool managed to edit my post for clarifications and also to place them in the colonel's office. persy and her team are worried lil buggers right now. hehe.
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