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    1. Leaves 11 yrs ago

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6 yrs ago
Current It's been a while since I roleplay'ed. With filing for unemployment, a lot of free time has opened up. I hope I can join despite the rep sheet I have for being inactive for some time.
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9 yrs ago
I'm just going to drop this. roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
9 yrs ago
Is there someway that I can report the person below me?
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9 yrs ago
This roleplay gives out free cookies. roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
9 yrs ago
Trapped in TV Land Cliche roleplayerguild.com/topics/…

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I'll make a character soon.

I have an idea to make an attorney that serves justice through his fists called "Lawyer Man."

But do I really want to make another character based off of Phoenix Wright?
@Inkarnate

I believe I've made a mistake. I missed a point in my bio about arriving in Japan. Could I please edit this or has my application already been analyzed?
@demonspade64

I'll try posting right now. My feet are sore and a crazy man held up my bus.

Also @Ithradine

Remember your character does only acknowledge Dubstepp right now as a mage. He hasn't said anything about being a trainer.
@Inkarnate

I'll be gone for the rest of day for the convention. If there is anything, please shoot me a pm.
I'm working on a Cloud post and a GM Post.

@LeavesCloud had given Phoenix an opportunity to use his sword as shelter from the black hole. He had stabbed it into the ground behind him to protect him.


Okay, I might have misinterpreted it. I will edit my post soon for consistency.


Apologies, I attended an anime convention today. I tried messaging but I kept receiving "No Internet." I took out the bold tags.
This will be a little rushed, cause I'm super busy...

But I'd like to propose I slight posting order. Simply that after each update when a battle is involved, or about to start, that we let Spiffy post first and then go whatever from there. It's just that the Captain really should be giving orders, whether they're followed or not, before things start happening.

Just my thoughts summed up real quick from over the last few days.


I am 50/50 with this. I don't particularly like posting orders.
@HokumPocus@Achronum@Joker892

Forgot to mention in my post.
Forrest Brian Idland




Forrest did not plan a proper reaction. He noticed the threats and anger settled down on the instigator. The steam coming off the other individual seemed dangerous enough for the man to back off. Forrest then came to realization that he should not have dabbed. The short-tempered man promised their argument would continue later on.

Emotions were running high and Forrest became confused. Was he feeling nervous or anxious? The thought of a possible fight occurring later on did not seem the most inviting event. Forrest could not help but think back to his first life when he fought on the playground or outside of school. It only happened around five time because of Forrest’s big mouth; his resume did not exactly have “fighting experience” as a notable characteristic.

“Yeah, I’ll settle you like pilgrims settled in North America,” Forrest paused. His eyes moved left and right. Shame took over his body after realizing how lame his comeback sounded out loud. He proceeded to sit down on the table he stood on. Taking a seat next to young blode individual with wings. Forrest did not bother him about the wings given the man did have a blue complexion.

“Silly? I wouldn’t describe it that way. A second life would mean taking the risks you wouldn’t in your first, right?” Forrest asked the winged individual. He then glanced over to the woman drooling excessively which pushed the blonde closer into his personal space. Scooting back, he shook his head. “Wow, there are some real characters in this room. LIke we do not have a shortage of weirdos.”

Forrest heard Willow continue her helpful direction toward learning the aspects of living again and the world’s rules. She gave supportive tips and basically a guideline on how to act to the townsfolk. The questions given to her before were answered. Some of them did not provide answers the others might have hoped to hear. Willow might have not been as all-knowing as Forrest thought. She had her own gaps of knowledge, but she did prove to be an excellent guide or mentor.

Forrest listened to Willow mention the aspect of grouping up into teams. The trainer did not know what to make of it. He loved the social interactions between people, but then again...Forrest took a glance at the short-tempered man and the drooling woman. This did remind him that people were weird and not entirely fun. He just hoped he found a nice group that appreciated his pop-culture references and sense of humor.

Forrest grabbed his tablet and proceeded to inspect the device. “Yo, I just realized something. I got a device that tells me my stats that was given to me by a mentor figure named after a tree. Anybody hear this before?” Forrest chuckled and looked into the group number on his own personal pad.

Seeing the number “2,” he cracked a smile. He shrugged his shoulders and didn’t decide to play the game of going to each table looking for teammates. Cupping his hands around his mouth, he shouted his number. “Okay, if you’re in group number two, your life has gotten so much better right now.”




Marcus Winters


Marcus glanced at the titanium girl and the lizard man. He blinked when he heard them speak of their families. The mention made him think back to his own. Marcus held his heart and wondered if they were better off. Chef Object might have provided unnecessary danger to his family.

An immediate pain woke him up from his though. “Is there a medical room or an office I can visit to recover?” Marcus spoke out. The family issue would have to come at a better time. More than likely, Mr. Russo kept tabs about him. This meant if Marcus did do something irrational, Mr. Russo could probably find him. The military man’s power exceeded Marcus. The teen acknowledged he needed to find more information regarding this mansion, the project, and Mr. Russo himself.


Narrative


Mr. Russo picked his ear with his ring finger. After collecting the wax, he flicked it onto the floor. The man did not expect so many questions and concerns. Video games, a fridge full of food, and a swimming pool in the backyard should be enough to keep these kids happy. Russo believed them to be just spoiled or maybe even just plain brats.

Rubbing his forehead, he answered the questions one by one. By directing his attention to Kurt, he simply waved him off. “I don’t want to come off as a pompous ass, but don’t ask questions on behalf of them.” Mr. Russo knew the lizard man did not come from a household family. “I know nobody else was inside “there”.” Russo referred to the abandoned orphanage Kurt spent most of his time at.

“No,” Mr. Russo glanced over to Ally. His answer was cold and stern. He didn’t explain himself but went straight to his answer. “I will provide information regarding death or injury. Anything else does not need to be known.” Mr. Russo set his foot down by gathering everyone’s attention. “That applies to everyone.”

The final question, he answered with a few directions. “Go out this hallway and make two lefts into the first door,” he responded to Marcus. “There will be someone there to attend to your injuries and cuts. I think you guys should get yourself cleaned up.”


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