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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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Health: 600
Mana: 650 >> 450


Dubstepp looked at Aura as she took a breath after slaying a trio of boars. He blinked a couple of times when acknowledging the energy being output as a tank. "Man, the energy really differs from each class," Dubstepp commented. He barely lifted his finger throughout the entire finger. In actuality, he only brought his finger to the air. Not figuratively, but literally only his finger helped him out throughout the mission objective.

Dubstepp glimpsed over to the archer. Reylan made a reasonable suggestion. Should they continue to fight boars? The goal only asked for the death of ten critters, but who would stop them if they wished for more experience points? Dubstepp did not consider this before. During playthroughs, he wouldn't waste much time to attack boars. Though since a virtual knife was pressed against his virtual neck, he was going to have to apply some effort.

"Man, we're going to be fighting boars for experience points, huh? This might be the worst thing to come out of all of this." Dubstepp complained. He then sucked air through his teeth. "Well, besides the whole "you know." Dying once the health meter goes to zero kind of thing." Dubstepp rubbed the back of his head and looked at more boars spawned in the area.

They didn't necessarily appear out of thin air. The enemies sort of just "phased" in their peripheral vision and walked into focus. It didn't really put Dubstepp out of the realism. The A.I. for enemy spawns seemed great by what was presented. "I'll guess we'll go for a few more rounds. Now we're playing for experience points." Dubstepp opened his menu and wonder if he should bring his pet out. He looked at the mana cost. "Totes can wait. It's the same price."

With a dramatic overtone, Dubstepp picked his finger up slowly and unleashed lightning repeatedly toward three boars. He must have initiated the spell at least four times.




In Alphabet Game 9 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
Near (Death Note)
Dang autocorrect. Skyker. Achronum. I know he's been struggling to get online since the hurricane hit


Oh, that is correct. I am in another roleplay with him. I'm going to continue along since he did give his blessing for the party in the other roleplay to continue without him.

I don't think he'll be that far behind once we get the story wrapped up.
I would like to be the boss or possibly the rain.



Marcus pushed himself off the wall. He listened closely to the mission briefing. Sucking air through his teeth, he wondered what he wanted to do. Did he really wish to pull through and save these abducted kids? Or would he pull a fast one and leave the mansion to his home? Marcus examined his body and pulled his shirt collar from his neck.

The clothes didn't make him Marcus. Now he had become something else entirely. His name turned to Chef Object. Marcus wondered if he would enjoy these alarms, briefings, and mission objectives later throughout his stay at the mansion. The teen breathed and decided to go through this mission. No matter the situation, Marcus knew he needed to go through with this. He needed to build up the trust between himself and Mr. Russso.

"I can drive," Marcus muttered. His confidence wasn't there, but he knew the mechanics of working a car was simple. How difficult could it be? Marcus nodded to his new teammates and started walking to the garage.








The three teens walked into the garage to find themselves surrounded by many different modes of transportation. It dawned on them how this project became funded. The mansion alone might have cost a pretty penny; however, the vehicles showed a person of money must be involved. Inside the garage, there must have twelve vehicles in total.

All the vehicles lined up on both sides of the wall. Their rears pointed to the walls so the driver can easily pull out in the middle and out the garage. A jet limousine occupied the far corner. On the same side, three normal looking cars and a white Hummer were parked. The Hummer's windows did not have transparent windows. The last vehicle on the side was a motorcycle with a side car.

The other side had more impressive cars. Three looked specifically fast and resembled more like sports cars. Marcus could spot one of them as a Ferrari. Adjacent to the sports cars was a family SUV or an Escalade. Finally two surveillance, black vans were located in the far corner. Marcus proposed one of the surveillance vans given Kurt could fit in the back.




Liz' search for her sister did not start easy. The rain storm hindered her hearing and eye sight. Hopefully, the woman packed some clothes as the rain did have a chilling touch. Down and down the water sprayed. It was almost hard to make out anything under the cracking of thunder and the constant bombardment of water.

With thorough searching, Liz's ears did catch a faint sound. She could familiarize the sound of her sister giggling. It might have been something she imagined or wanted to hear. If she wanted to follow the noise, she would have to head into the forest. There was no telling if she could trust her ears. Would she look for the noise?




Near Lydia, a child observed her enjoy the rain. The kid might have been five years younger than the girl. He watched her fully walked with no hinderance from the rain. The child watched from behind a tree; he giggled which might have given away his location depending on if Lydia was paying attention. The kid saw the fascination within the woman.

No worries under the stormy weather? It was certainly interesting.


@demonspade64@Project@Ithradine

One more boar left. I'll do the honors. Seeing as I'm the last person in the cycle, what should I initiate?

Do you guys want to continue slaying boars or fetch our reward?
Interested.
In Alphabet Game 9 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
Iron Man (Marvel)
@Trainerblue192

Who is Solar?
Phoenix Wright

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Two, Afternoon
Location: Dream Land
Tag:@Etherean Fire@Zarkun@Guardian Angel Haruki@Holy Soldier
Word Count:595


Phoenix Wright noticed his attack did extremely well against Marx. He did not expect his vocal cords to send the creature flying into a wall. This gave the ace attorney a slight confidence boost. All throughout, the other individuals seemed exceptionally skilled at fighting. Now Wright successfully hit Marx and his worries began to lessen.

"Okay, so I may be able to survive this," Wright reassured himself. He noticed everyone around him became astonished by his means of attack. The ace attorney did not believe it was weird compared to everyone else. He was just a simple lawyer trying to survive.

Wright focused on the enemy before him. The blonde swordsman helped Wright fend off the black hole by placing it in front. A sword managed to cover the ace attorney's entire height. "How in the world does he swing that thing?" He speculated.

Wright observed Marx and noticed his Magatama chains were still in effect. If he could break the chain, Marx would become stunned long enough for one of these stronger individuals to inflict a serious move. Wright wondered if he should try to break the chain.

The individual that appeared to be a kid stated that everyone should hide behind a pillar. Obviously, a bigger attack was incoming. Wright clenched his fists. He acknowledged people or himself were going to get seriously hurt. He had conflictions whether to try to stun him or hide from his attack.

"Hold it!" Wright pointed his index finger at Marx. He slapped his hands as he pretended to have invisible papers."Mr. Marx, you stated numerous threats before that haven't held up. May the court of peers please reflect on Mr. Marx's previous statement, "You'll all get sucked up!" Might I say, we are still outside the black hole." Wright continued to badger. He believes he made a rather convincing impression of Marx by making his voice high-pitched.

"If my client is correct, then you are serving King "Dedede." I believe this is why you are causing such malicious intent." He overheard the boy speak and wondered if this knowledge could help him break this case. "I believe you're scared of disappointing King "Dedede," Marx. I mean, it would explain your recklessness; leaving yourself open to unleash a black hole while there are many pillars to hold onto? I wonder what King "Dedede" will feel if he knows Marx lost to a group of people. Didn't you state that you have an energy of the entire galaxy? I can only imagine you expressed this to your king as a means of boasting." Wright spoke more and found the names to be utterly ridiculous.

"Marx, you are scared to confront King Dedede if you were to lose this battle! And it doesn't help that you boasted to your king either! Tell me I'm wrong!" Wright slammed his fist on an imaginary table. He was having flashbacks to actually being in a courtroom. The ace attorney kept his eyes fixated on the Magatama lock, waiting for it to break.


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