KaBling
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Time flies, right?
25/06/2024
25/06/2024
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Gottam find usable computer for IC.
So anyway, would the following please post in DA: the RPers in DA.
Well, I don't have a problem anymore.
I'll be adding your app to the OP.
I'll be adding your app to the OP.
Not sure if the word "haemolacria" should appear in this day and age...
I made sounds like a flopping fish as I got up. I wasn't used to being a blob, let alone a dragon. Did I really do all of this by simply typing out a few words?
Well. Better not mention NA. I'd get myself killed, or even laughed at. So anyway, I shone in the sunlight that happened to give everything it's colour. It was probably around 9 am, considering how high the sun was; enough to annoy people if they were tall. "Agh. I feel like a fish." I sighed shortly afterwards, shaking my head briefly to keep awake. The sun did just that, beaming onto a sword that happen to be on the asphalt. "Oh. Cool."
I picked up the sword, noting it's weight. It was rather plain, but it probably took a week or two to work on. (What? Swords aren't created within the time span of a montage. Go view real life, and then you'll find out why weapon shortages in the feudal period were as serious as running out of ammunition.) Nevertheless, it was better than nothing. Or at least slapping people with my floppy arm. Knowing how this reflected my... wait, it wasn't like NA anymore. Nevermind. But, I thought I knew the basic layout of what was to come, so I may as well come to help.
And then one thing led to another. Speaking of feudal ages, a phoenix clad in armour like a knight tried to swipe the thing from my hands, while I was inspecting the thing and pointing it away from me. "Hey! Let go! It's my sword!" Ah bloody hell. I couldn't let go. "I said let go! What's with you!?"
After he spaghetti my arms, we both realised he needed lighter armour, preferably Kevlar. Well, actually... "I'm trying! This thing's stuck to me now!" The knight decided to go medieval on my ass and prove science wrong. (I know that's not science, but I was going with a theme here.) And then, Galileo began rolling in his grave, laughing at the knight trying to disagree with observation.
"Fine! You win! I'll just craft myself another sword within a week, thank you very much!" Without doing anything, I had gotten myself a weapon. I should really start doing this to everyone. The knight stormed off into his garage which was filled with all sorts of machinery, dismissing everyone. Including the newcomer who had probably jumped through the hybrid's portal.
"Uh... hi... ya?" I'll be honest - I didn't like greetings. I took steps closer to the little group that had formed, going from threesome to foursome (don't get any ideas). "What in the blazin' heck is that?" I said, peering over someone's shoulder and flinching at the cave. I didn't have a fear of spiders; it was the amount of spiders that got to me.
"...I've got a million more questions, so can we can please not go through yet?" I asked, rather timidly.
Well. Better not mention NA. I'd get myself killed, or even laughed at. So anyway, I shone in the sunlight that happened to give everything it's colour. It was probably around 9 am, considering how high the sun was; enough to annoy people if they were tall. "Agh. I feel like a fish." I sighed shortly afterwards, shaking my head briefly to keep awake. The sun did just that, beaming onto a sword that happen to be on the asphalt. "Oh. Cool."
I picked up the sword, noting it's weight. It was rather plain, but it probably took a week or two to work on. (What? Swords aren't created within the time span of a montage. Go view real life, and then you'll find out why weapon shortages in the feudal period were as serious as running out of ammunition.) Nevertheless, it was better than nothing. Or at least slapping people with my floppy arm. Knowing how this reflected my... wait, it wasn't like NA anymore. Nevermind. But, I thought I knew the basic layout of what was to come, so I may as well come to help.
And then one thing led to another. Speaking of feudal ages, a phoenix clad in armour like a knight tried to swipe the thing from my hands, while I was inspecting the thing and pointing it away from me. "Hey! Let go! It's my sword!" Ah bloody hell. I couldn't let go. "I said let go! What's with you!?"
After he spaghetti my arms, we both realised he needed lighter armour, preferably Kevlar. Well, actually... "I'm trying! This thing's stuck to me now!" The knight decided to go medieval on my ass and prove science wrong. (I know that's not science, but I was going with a theme here.) And then, Galileo began rolling in his grave, laughing at the knight trying to disagree with observation.
"Fine! You win! I'll just craft myself another sword within a week, thank you very much!" Without doing anything, I had gotten myself a weapon. I should really start doing this to everyone. The knight stormed off into his garage which was filled with all sorts of machinery, dismissing everyone. Including the newcomer who had probably jumped through the hybrid's portal.
"Uh... hi... ya?" I'll be honest - I didn't like greetings. I took steps closer to the little group that had formed, going from threesome to foursome (don't get any ideas). "What in the blazin' heck is that?" I said, peering over someone's shoulder and flinching at the cave. I didn't have a fear of spiders; it was the amount of spiders that got to me.
"...I've got a million more questions, so can we can please not go through yet?" I asked, rather timidly.
Emotions never cease to surprise. They can get all physical on everyone.
Just like 10 minutes ago. (Okay, fine. I'll stop acknowledging that.)
Just like 10 minutes ago. (Okay, fine. I'll stop acknowledging that.)
Sumable said
How does insulting me or claiming I did something that I didn't do prove your point? I can revise the app tomorrow, I've been tired all day and it was made in sort of an excited rush.
'Diss' isn't an insult. If I wanted to insult you, I'd be swearing at you as hard as that Zoroark did in your earlier IC post. That claim was also merely an observation, so forgive me how I view others.
I gotta leave to a restaurant soon, and I can't keep talking to you. I have an IC post to work on at the moment, so I would suggest a bit of quiet; we can argue later, or preferably not at all. Just not now.
Lugia said
Well, it's already accepted, and cliche on its own, as long as it's not used throughout the app, isn't really.... enough to pull back an app...hrm... if that's the way you want it, and I've accepted, you may post.
I don't stand by my earlier decision (or rather do stand); Scraggy can post IC.
Sumable said
Where in my post did I diss on kids who had cancer and heart problems? It's like you're trying to get into an argument. And just because they never happened doesn't mean I can't still make a point about them.
That wasn't an attempt. That was just to make my own point across.
Those RPs never happened. Period.
Anyway, just because you fight for your life, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll be deformed in life. Stop dissing on the babies and kids who had cancer or heart problems.
Just make it so that in this case, you character recovers fully. Because, you've just pointed out the bad side of childhood.
Anyway, just because you fight for your life, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll be deformed in life. Stop dissing on the babies and kids who had cancer or heart problems.
Just make it so that in this case, you character recovers fully. Because, you've just pointed out the bad side of childhood.
Something I made up, mate. Accompanies the denied phrase.
So anyway, let's go with part-legendar-
Wait. Nevermind.
Let's go with 'magic.'
Wait, this isn't DA. Again.
Let's go with fighting for life at one point. Maybe his character nearly died from a medical condition, but he still survived in the end due to sheer will. Which also happened to stamp that type on him.
So anyway, let's go with part-legendar-
Wait. Nevermind.
Let's go with 'magic.'
Wait, this isn't DA. Again.
Let's go with fighting for life at one point. Maybe his character nearly died from a medical condition, but he still survived in the end due to sheer will. Which also happened to stamp that type on him.
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