Mate, you see the reason why I added that slash and added "m'dear" to the end of that, as well as suddenly pick on you all of a sudden?
Either I'm what you describe, or I just decided to dick around before facing reality. Y'know, I can barely edit a post and got another week of exams.
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25/06/2024
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So much for trying to end it myself...
NO NO, IT'S FUCKING HONOUR, NOT HONOR YOU DAMN AMERICANS, WITH YOUR BLOODY SPELLING AND OTHER SHIT.
*Points barrel at Sumable*
Sumable, shut up m'dear.
Bad news: locked out of my computer again. Hypocrites...
NO NO, IT'S FUCKING HONOUR, NOT HONOR YOU DAMN AMERICANS, WITH YOUR BLOODY SPELLING AND OTHER SHIT.
*Points barrel at Sumable*
Sumable, shut up m'dear.
Bad news: locked out of my computer again. Hypocrites...
We have a different concept of fun (which probably sucks for the either of us). Either way, that's over.
Anyway, I have good news and bad news: I can edit on a computer, I'm playing a game of VSH on TF2 atm. Expect... 30 minutes before I start.
Anyway, I have good news and bad news: I can edit on a computer, I'm playing a game of VSH on TF2 atm. Expect... 30 minutes before I start.
Says the guy who's not even here half the time...
Anyway, if you need me I'll be playing games/studying for next week's exams/trying to find a large phone.
Anyway, if you need me I'll be playing games/studying for next week's exams/trying to find a large phone.
I don't think I've stated he's unconscious. He is acting in a way where it's implied Spruce's awake but not doing well.
Anyway, take your time mate. I realise I have other things to edit.
Anyway, take your time mate. I realise I have other things to edit.
...
Okay. Either I edit on a phone, or Evanist edits on a tablet. I dunno, but now I got piss on my parade.
Okay. Either I edit on a phone, or Evanist edits on a tablet. I dunno, but now I got piss on my parade.
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[Fantasy RP]Cataclysm of Terra Firma[Semi-Strict Survivalist](Always Accepting!)
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
"Watch your mouth." I warned, keeping the same soft tone I had before. "I won't mind a harsh talk, but some of the others around ain't so tolerant. Besides, it was just a question, not an insult."
We didn't have much of a centre in Swells, since it would be roaming with rats and such. We spread ourselves evenly around here. Sure, we'd get attacked every now and again, but there is a considerable fire risk when combining dense areas of housing with my wiring.
We stopped by an old gun shop, barricaded to the point where you couldn't see anything inside. Except the owner was an idiot and forgot to set some locks in his door. Now, it gathers dust, the vault downstairs full of bullets and surplus weaponry. A grave outside with a broken shotgun stuck in it marks the owner's current position. I kicked the door open since it jammed the first two times I tried opening it, letting it swing and hit some bells. The vault downstairs was a considerable contrast to the faded posters and dusty shelves around. "One at a time. We don't want bandits snatching bullets off the road once your pockets burst from all the stuff you'll probably steal."
I'll be honest - most of the guns need a few repairs to be fully effective, but otherwise they're better than your forsaken peashooters.
We didn't have much of a centre in Swells, since it would be roaming with rats and such. We spread ourselves evenly around here. Sure, we'd get attacked every now and again, but there is a considerable fire risk when combining dense areas of housing with my wiring.
We stopped by an old gun shop, barricaded to the point where you couldn't see anything inside. Except the owner was an idiot and forgot to set some locks in his door. Now, it gathers dust, the vault downstairs full of bullets and surplus weaponry. A grave outside with a broken shotgun stuck in it marks the owner's current position. I kicked the door open since it jammed the first two times I tried opening it, letting it swing and hit some bells. The vault downstairs was a considerable contrast to the faded posters and dusty shelves around. "One at a time. We don't want bandits snatching bullets off the road once your pockets burst from all the stuff you'll probably steal."
I'll be honest - most of the guns need a few repairs to be fully effective, but otherwise they're better than your forsaken peashooters.
This was just our first major conflict, and Robert wasn't awake by the end if it. I had serious doubts about future battles, especially as the future of the 'roleplay' was changing more or less.
I plucked my sword out of the corpse's tight chest, tasting blood as I left the sword in myself. I would've eaten the corpses around, but it wasn't appropriate at a time like this. I held back my hunger as I walked away, heading towards Robert as my feet drank the pools of blood around. "Robert's down. Is there any medicine around?" I asked sarcastically, unsure how to treat our friend. I could definitely tell I didn't say this in the actual roleplay. "Of course there isn't. Elena, help me out here." Where's that Spiritomb/ghost dragon...
I plucked my sword out of the corpse's tight chest, tasting blood as I left the sword in myself. I would've eaten the corpses around, but it wasn't appropriate at a time like this. I held back my hunger as I walked away, heading towards Robert as my feet drank the pools of blood around. "Robert's down. Is there any medicine around?" I asked sarcastically, unsure how to treat our friend. I could definitely tell I didn't say this in the actual roleplay. "Of course there isn't. Elena, help me out here." Where's that Spiritomb/ghost dragon...
When on a last stand, a person's mind gets hazy. Spruce was nearly dead, Celes WAS dead, and I was next. I glared at Vine silently, not exactly painless and well-rested.
...
Funny that. None of that actually happened.
Celes' choice of words was rather odd, but otherwise fitting for this situation. Made it seem like some sort of fantasy. Vine's attack was supposed to be the real fantasy, charging me up as my Tackle move instead let out a move known to be Thunder Wave. Unlike my other electrical move, it was controlled like a wave and just bolted towards Vine, instead of spraying everywhere. I prayed to Arceus that my attack would be followed with paralysis, adding in how the move shouldn't miss despite accidentally using that.
Things fell quiet. Aside from Celes and Vine's one-on-one battle, everything else was suspiciously quiet. The ocean became as normal as hearing the air on land. With only luck and a ring of coins around me, I rushed to Vine's side. "Oh phew, you're awake." I said, grinning with my eye. "We're gonna be outta Hell soon."
Ironically, Vine rammed into me with a Dragon Rush attack, full of purple fury and yellow crackles - damn bastard missed the shield that was Celes and (un)luckily got me instead. All I could remember was a good night lullaby filled with curses and cackles. My vision was off and my head hurt as much as the first time I got a concussion. I was still alive, thanks to my typing though.
"Argh..." I slipped my radar dish back on my head. I couldn't see right and couldn't lock my eye onto something, but I could feel Vine had held onto me as he tried to yank a magnet away from me. As I had other ideas (and he would take forever to go against the forces of nature/physics/magnetism), I jostled it away from him (which was easier than expected, thanks to his paralysis) and jabbed him in his chest with both my magnets, separating the merged bubble between us as he floated backwards. "You've got guts to go against a person trying to save someone's life." Granted, I wasn't really saving Spruce from anything, although technically it can be counted as reviving someone and therefore performing medic duty. And, basically you're a monster if you attack someone performing healing duties. Don't ask me, ask Davis. He's been in more shit than me.
...
Funny that. None of that actually happened.
Celes' choice of words was rather odd, but otherwise fitting for this situation. Made it seem like some sort of fantasy. Vine's attack was supposed to be the real fantasy, charging me up as my Tackle move instead let out a move known to be Thunder Wave. Unlike my other electrical move, it was controlled like a wave and just bolted towards Vine, instead of spraying everywhere. I prayed to Arceus that my attack would be followed with paralysis, adding in how the move shouldn't miss despite accidentally using that.
Things fell quiet. Aside from Celes and Vine's one-on-one battle, everything else was suspiciously quiet. The ocean became as normal as hearing the air on land. With only luck and a ring of coins around me, I rushed to Vine's side. "Oh phew, you're awake." I said, grinning with my eye. "We're gonna be outta Hell soon."
Ironically, Vine rammed into me with a Dragon Rush attack, full of purple fury and yellow crackles - damn bastard missed the shield that was Celes and (un)luckily got me instead. All I could remember was a good night lullaby filled with curses and cackles. My vision was off and my head hurt as much as the first time I got a concussion. I was still alive, thanks to my typing though.
"Argh..." I slipped my radar dish back on my head. I couldn't see right and couldn't lock my eye onto something, but I could feel Vine had held onto me as he tried to yank a magnet away from me. As I had other ideas (and he would take forever to go against the forces of nature/physics/magnetism), I jostled it away from him (which was easier than expected, thanks to his paralysis) and jabbed him in his chest with both my magnets, separating the merged bubble between us as he floated backwards. "You've got guts to go against a person trying to save someone's life." Granted, I wasn't really saving Spruce from anything, although technically it can be counted as reviving someone and therefore performing medic duty. And, basically you're a monster if you attack someone performing healing duties. Don't ask me, ask Davis. He's been in more shit than me.
...and then KaBling went 'fuck you guys, you can't disable every computer in the house.'
So he took a Samsung Note and used that instead.
(Events may have been dramatised. Regardless, the point is clear: I have to make IC on a Note... phone.)
So he took a Samsung Note and used that instead.
(Events may have been dramatised. Regardless, the point is clear: I have to make IC on a Note... phone.)
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