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    1. Karl Kadaver 11 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current I hesitate to call it a triumphant return, but let's just see how it goes. ;)
10 yrs ago
Proper spelling and grammar: The difference between knowing your shit and knowing you're shit.
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10 yrs ago
"RP DM" when said aloud sounds like "Carpe Diem". Coincidence? I think not.
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10 yrs ago
Haven't said anything here for a while. Let's keep it that way.
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10 yrs ago
Stumpiversary is coming up in a little over a month! ^_^
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Bio

Almost everything you need to know about me is here: tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Tropers..

Umm...what else can I say about myself? I dunno. I'm part cyborg (my leg). That's kinda interesting, I guess. I'm a brony, but I honestly haven't followed anything having to do with FIM since, like, Season 3...ish. I like creepypastas...in fact, I have a couple in the works. And I'm in the process of writing an SCP. That's cool, right? That's what cool kids do? I like anime, video games,...uh, music...and...uh...stuff. *vague babbling*

Oh! I'm on Steam! "Karl Kadaver"

Most Recent Posts

Leo’s eyes adjusted quickly to being underwater, and he made out Nat’s figure moving through the water, attempting to escape him. He shook his head and continued swimming to her last known location. He wasn’t about to let her know that he was cheating. Not yet, at least. From under the water, he heard her coo at him, telling him where she was. He quickly surfaced, throwing his head back and slicking his hair back in the process. He flashed her a sly grin, and replied, “Got you now, Nat.” He sank under the water and, activating his power, raced toward her like a shark. It wasn’t flying, he mused to himself, but it was close… Before long, Leo was within feet of his target. He quickly surfaced again and flashed a cocky smile. “I’m very good at my job, Natalya Dawson.”


Toby’s joy at finally getting Artemis alone was halted abruptly when she fell to the floor, crying out in…what was it? Fear, pain, sorrow? All three? Toby knelt down, to try to comfort her when The Sorrow suddenly hit him.
Toby had lived a relatively normal life, and didn’t really possess any traumatic memories, but when the Sorrow hit him, the chemistry in his brain was altered. Normally, his emotions functioned like any other human’s and he had some amount of control over them. However, his body had never been completely ‘his’. There was something primal lurking within. Something terrifying, that Toby had always feared losing control over. The abrupt change to his brain’s chemistry seemed to activate this part of him. His ‘instinct.’ His Hunger.
His clothes absorbed into his body as his skin turned black as night. His features elongated until he was almost completely unrecognizable as the meek, mild-mannered Toby Kirtman. The thing let out a shriek from a mouth that contained dozens of razor sharp teeth. Tendrils lashed this way and that from its back, as its single, yellow eye searched for the source of its pain. What it found was Artemis, unconscious on the floor nearby. It stood over her and focused on her with its eye. It knew that this human girl was important to it for some reason, but it couldn’t remember why. All it wanted was to make the pain end. Whatever was causing it pain, may be causing the human pain as well; the human had cried out before falling unconscious after all. The thing roared once more, intent on killing whatever it was that harmed the human that was important to it.


Amira stood at the bar, bored as hell. Business was slow this day, so she busied herself with wiping the bar down until the lacquer started to peel. She never understood why Miss Dawson had assigned her to the bar; she would much rather have had a job in security… At least there, she could help restore order when it was needed.
Just then, a gentleman stepped up to the bar. Amira put on her best smile and chirped, “Can I help you, sir?” The gentleman nodded, then added, “Kids…always showing off.” Amira arched her eyebrow. “Showing off,” she asked, as she poured his drink.
“Yeah.” The guy took a sip, then added, “A bunch of kids are playing with their powers in the mess hall.”
Amira stifled a laugh. This was just the moment she was waiting for! “Thanks. I have to make a call.” She stepped away from the counter and went to the back room, where there was a black, nondescript phone hanging on the wall. She picked it up without dialing and waited for an answer. Maybe it was nothing, like the gentleman said…just some kids showing off their powers. But maybe it was something more…
Amanda Lucas was milling around in one of the stadium's doorways, leaning against the wall. The 17 year-old didn't look very intimidating at first glance. Dressed in khaki short shorts, and wearing a faded yellow/green flannel shirt over a light grey shirt, her clothes were a sharp contrast to her blonde hair with pink and purple tips, which was done up in low, twin pigtails (at her friend's insistence. Maybe you'll find a more permanent dueling partner, her friend said with a sly wink).

She blew a stray stand of hair from her face as she examined her cards. It was her first constructed deck, and she still wasn't quite sure how to use it to its full potential. These Agents... Rachel said that they were the focal point of this deck... Rachel had been the one to formally introduce Amanda to Duel Monsters. You've played everything else, Mandy. You're practically the Queen of Games.
Sure, the mechanics were easy enough to her to understand, but she was far from a pro, which showed in her first match, where she won with less than 200 life points remaining. A narrow victory that came down to a lucky draw. Hopefully, things wouldn’t go that way during her next match…
Just then, she became aware of a shadow being cast over her, but before she was able to glance up at the figure approaching her, she heard the person rudely announce, “Outta my way!” A hand suddenly flew upward, knocking her cards from her hands, scattering them all over the place. Amanda turned and shouted, “HEY!” but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to chase the guy down before she could recover all of her cards, so she blew a random strand of hair from her face, and bent down to begin the recovery efforts.
I have a smart phone, but my fingers are too big and stupid to post anything meaningful. I'll have something up this afternoon.
I probably won't be able to make a post tonight. I'm fighting with my son about playing with the computer during supper time, so it's turned off.

I'm drawing the line here! The boy is going to eat his supper! *draws imaginary line*
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I like it! Feel free to move him to the CS and post IC whenever you want. Let's see if we can bring this back!
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