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4 yrs ago
"STOP. QUOTING. ME." Jb, 2019, quoted in 2022." Roland, 2022, quoted in 2022.
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7 yrs ago
STOP. QUOTING. ME.
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7 yrs ago
Gone fishing for a week, will return soon.
8 yrs ago
Happy New Year!
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8 yrs ago
Merry Yuletide, one and all! Gods bless.
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Bio

Greetings,

I am Jb; Briton by birth, roleplayer by my own hand, and lover of literature. I am also an amateur historian, a receiver of a Bachelors degree in Ancient and Medieval History - quite a useless degree, actually - and would like to think that I'm a fair, honest and open guy.

As far as RP'ing goes, I'm pretty open to most things really, all you need to do is ask! :)

So, if you've ever any questions for me, wish to speak about RP's involving myself or run by myself, or simply feel like a chat, don't be afraid to get in touch.

Most Recent Posts

@Sarpedon Yes, a load of Tushiena are already there. No one else is.
Last chance(s) @Agent B52 and @Tenlock, I'm off this weekend, and if you've nae posted by the time I return then I'll have to wipe out your regiments and say goodbye.

@Ozymandias Great post, I imagine @Sarpedon and @Lord Coake can help a sister out and all can get together to the cathedral...or any way you choose, really.
Okay, it seems like I'll need to postpone that post until Monday...got things to do and places to be until then; that being said, feel free to carry on without me and I'll catch up - just don't kill me(or T'ish) off, please.
I am here, and I'll get a post up tomorrow, may the force be with me.
At first the devoted of Slaanesh was quite taken aback, not so much by the words which he chose to use - she was no whore..although for Slaanesh? - but more by his overly introverted attitude; so far it was only she and her faithful servant Raoul that had even approached him, shockingly since she believed that at least one of the Khornate band may have chosen to speak with an eight-foot tall and such a rather robust individual! Why the attitude?

As Lucius rightly guessed, Atella decided to speak to him anyway, sashaying her way over with swinging hips and the almost imperceptible sound of veils rubbing against one another as her bare feet slid across the floor. Raoul came in tow, and his master could tell that the hunchbacked man was more than a little annoyed at being threatened, nevertheless he kept the 'correct' distance and took a seat as close as he could to his mistress, but as far away as he had to from this...this...thing.

His mistress on the other hand shimmied as close as she could, still having to look up at the Fallen Angel even though he was sitting, she not being all that short herself - nearly six foot as it was, and even taller in heels when she deigned to wear them - but Lucius being at least two feet taller.

"Mmmmm," she almost purred, taking a risk and placing a careful hand as gently as she could on one of his overly developed biceps, "I do like the feisty ones, that's no secret." She paused for a moment, eyeing him as a cat eyes a mouse, in spite of the obvious threat he posed to her, "I'll tell you what...you seem like an interesting guy, and I'll admit that I'm curious to know why you're even here. It isn't often we get anyone of your-" she thought again, pursing lips as black as coal, retracting both hands to place them in her laps, "of your esteemed lineage in our humble establishment. So, if you'd like to talk to someone..." one slender hand wafted toward the Slaaneshi area of pleasure and delights, "you know where to find me."

With that the conversation was over, Atella lifting herself almost delicately from her seat and leaning in to whisper to her hooded assistant, "remain vigilant, Raoul. There is something happening here, though I do not yet know what...but I think there will be more visitors to our happy place than we might expect."

Raoul bobbed his head enthusiastically, drunk on his mistresses scent alone, scurrying off into the mass of human (and abhuman) dross that frequented the more seedy - and outright heretical - side of the antiques dealership.

@Lord Coake@BCTheEntity
@agentmanatee

You do know that you can temporarily take control of things? E.G. Post about us getting us all to the cathedral, what is your pain-wracked drugged-up vox-operator going through? Do some character development or inner thinking...anything really.

Or wait for Bright and then ya'll can both post...by Monday.
@Bright_Ops@Noxious

If anyone will be doing any dice-rolling, it'll be me, thank you very much!

Just eat the damned stew, and I'll roll and tell you if anything happens.
@Sarpedon@Lord Coake@Ozymandias@Tenlock@Agent B52@agentmanatee@Bright_Ops

I'm going to give everyone until...Monday, at the latest, to post; if you've not posted by then, or at least given me fair warning, then it appears we might be getting a very small regiment at the conclusion of this siege after all.
@BCTheEntity The answer is...I forgot. I'll do it now.
@Sophrus I'm iffy on that point, but I'll say yes.
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