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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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"What do you mean?" Roman wiped his mouth when the sleeve of his shirt. He still tasted the hot barf in his mouth. Spitting on the ground, he tried to rid the flavor. He coughed shortly afterwards and stuck his tongue out, his face showing a sour expression.

The kid listened to the radioactive man and decided to see for himself. Once he stepped closer to the two bodies, he inspected them to see the cause of death. He did not get too close as he did not want to throw up twice in one day. Roman figured out what the other guy insisted on. No zombie could slit throats and stop there. Martin felt this situation was complexed. ”Wow, you’re right. No zombie could have done this.









Before the duo could talk any further, soldiers started pushing through the restaurant door. They took a moment to access the situation. Pairs of eyes kept glancing back and forth between Jonathan and Catherine. More soldiers kept walking and entered the kitchen area. One person concealed his identity with a mask and near him was a bloody rag. Another individual stood over two dead bodies. The new arrival was in the restaurant as well. Additionally, a fucking spider lady was stumbling around.

One man confronted Martin and pushed him to the wall. All the other men began pointing their makeshift guns and melee weapons at the people inside. The alarmed citizens outside must have contacted or alerted the muscle of Pallet Town. All the soldiers talked at once in aggressive mannerism. An individual man repeatedly poked Jonathan in the chest. Each dialogue resulted in an accusation or a form of question. One of the more consoled minions shook his head and withdrew a walkie-talkie. ”Hey, Nunchuck. Pick up. We have a situation here in the restaurant. Same as before. Likely suspects here.

A few seconds of silence and a voice responded back. A sigh could be heard followed by a confirmation.


Health: 600
Mana: 550 >> 500
Renn: 6

Dubstepp held onto his chest, placing his hand right over his heart. His palm sensed his heartbeat increase in rhythm. Wolves brought a more dangerous atmosphere than the previous boars. Dubstepp did not want to admit, but he feared the battle would have worse results. Thankfully, the wolves died easily due to the party's attacks. Putting his hand off, he looked at his index finger. The musician stared at the source of finger lightning and started to contemplate. He did not mind the power, but he had to pull more of his weight.

Finger lightning provided appropiate damage, but Dubstepp felt it did not do enough. Watching everyone else act and the wolves react, the finger lightning probably wouldn't fare against something stronger. Dubstepp clenched his hand into a fist and acknowledged what he had to do in the next battle. He took a few seconds to converse with his teammates. It seemed everyone found hope in this game. Dubstepp had some weight lifted off his shouders, but he knew it would only become more diffcult further.

After some banter, the group decided to head south. Dubstepp followed the party closely and made sure to remember the exit precisely. He did not wish to become lost if things become hairy. Once the arrived, Dubstepp felt his body tense up. Noticing the giant white wolf first, he began to mumble profanities. Scanning the area helped him find the treasure chests, which Dubstepp saw as an incentive in trying to battle the wolf.

Knowing the close combatants might take damage during this round given they woud have to fend off the monster, Dubstepp decided to unleash his class' power. "Watch out, guys." Dubstepp warned his group so they do not acidentally attack his pet. It would become unfortunate if Totes died from friendly fire. Getting energy from within himself, Dubstepp took some time to prepare himself.

He watched as Karma, Reylan, and Alisea already sent out projectiles. Dubstepp guessed the giant wolf would avert his attention to the back. Putting his hand forth, he started the summoning process. "Go, Totoro! Get his attention!" A white beam shot out of Dubstepp's hand and appeared before the enormous wolf. Its beam shifted into a siloette of a carniverous rabbit. The white shape began forming to an actual sentient. Before the group stood a giant rabbit.

The rabbit, or Totoro, leaned its body towards the other white mammal. As if it took a giant breath, it released it into a mighty roar. Dubstepp cheered from behind and threw his fists into the air as if he wanted his pet to mimic his actions. "Give him some of that Sweet Chin Music!" The long, droopy ears caught its master's voice and initiated the command. With its arms, it began to strike the wolf.
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SUMMARY

Dubstepp uses Summon [Totoro]
Totoro uses Rabbit Roar [Aggro]
Totoro attacks



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Leaves#1152 is my discord name, by the way. I kept forgetting to post it.
@t2wave

I did not know this. I wanted to put elephant, but I thought that would put the kids a bit higher on the food chain.


Marcus cringed on the cemented road. Holding onto his stomach, he couldn't help but feel the punch did more damage than a kid should normally commit. Pressing his palms against the ground, he began to slowly pick himself up. The entire event only annoyed him. Fortunately, his rubber ball effect helped soften the landing from the roof.

Although, Marcus' whole backside became drenched. The road proved incredibly wet due to the falling precipitation. Marcus handled the rain, but his clothes were now soaking wet. Quickly, he started squeezing his uniform to squeeze out some water. His arms shivered slightly; the weather did leave him cold.

"I'm going to hurt you real bad," he warned. The teen gave some possessed kids a mean look. After condensing the water in his uniform, he proceeded to head over to a group of kids. Knowing they might not know of his power, Chef Object jumped incredibly high to get the jump on them. He began falling down with a fist ready to collide. "Let's go, kids!"








Marcus' superior jump did surprise the group kids. These older individuals in teens did have powers and some of them did have powers that were self-explanatory based on their appearances. The lizardman must have super strength and characteristics that of a lizard. Marcus, however; did provide a bit of a surprise.

Marcus brought his fist down on a younger boy. Stumbling backward, the boy had to pause to regain his balance. This could result in Marcus feeling confused or maybe even weak. Chef Object put enough strength to at least knock out the kid,
but the boy just shrugged it off.

The surrounding kids proceeded to rush toward Marcus with a flurry of punches. The other kids followed in pursuit. They knew not to take any lost time in dealing with the older teens. Some kids pounced on Kurt, punching and biting on his backside.

One kid dropped to his knees after finding himself electrocuted. He stood back up but dropped again. The water from the rain only increased the damage. After he collapsed to the pain, some nearby kids noticed the source of power. They gritted their teeth and wondered how many older teens were present. "Another one? Kill them like the rest," One child shouted.

When Lydia shot her stream of lightning, she would understand the output of energy needed to take down the kid matched enough to take down a horse. Two kids rushed at her sides attempting to flank her as she calculated this measure of strength. They pressed on in a fast motion, almost identical to the speed as the kid before.

Three children readied to charge toward Agent. They growled and all hopped at the same time. All of them were young girls in dresses.






@demonspade64

You may have posted a bit early, friend. I wouldn't erase it, but just keep note next time.
Do we still have a rotational order?




Jonathan certainly knew his way around zombies. The lone zombie quickly fell victim to the radioactive man's strikes. The first attack pushed a lot of weight onto the walking rot monster. No brain activity remained, only pure instinct. Catching it off guard,
the zombie stumbled into the kitchen.

The hit did cause it to go off balance momentarily. Regaining its footing, the infected human tried to push back with a strike.
Knowing Jonathan, an individual zombie can easily be taken care of. The downward assault with his pipe proved to be an effective result.
The zombie could not finish its attack as the blunt weapon crashed into its skull. A soft, squishy sound emitted upon impact. Falling downward, blood splattered over the area. Its head started to look like a raw spaghetti dish.

In the kitchen area, the place resembled a crime scene. Pots and pans cluttered the floor; a fight definitely broke out in here. Blood stains painted the countertop, but not from Jonathan's recent assault. The lights on the stove continued to stay lit indicating the fight broke out during a meal in preparation. Everything hinted to the elephant in the room.

The waitress from before must not have been the only one on duty. Two males in aprons laid out on the floor; crimson liquid oozed from their sides. Most likely, these two had to be the chefs. They both showed no signs of breathing. Two more dead victims in the restaurant meant more burials and more panic. This was not good.

Although, something was fishy. By closer inspection, the chefs did not have any bite marks. Their throats slit and stab wounds were visible on their sides.







"Hey, did you get the thing?" Martin managed to push himself through the crowd. He pushed the kitchen door with all of his strength. The kid did seem enthusiastic to help. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he couldn't have some weirdo take all the credit. The door slammed against the wall because of too much applied pressure. Martin had to catch the door as he launched back to make sure it doesn't hit him in the face.

As he caught it, his eyes immediately scanned the room. He met the crushed skull of the zombie and other two bodies on the tiled floor. The sight churned his stomach quickly. His eyes couldn't believe the severe wounds on the body or the excessive blood. His throat started to increase in temperature. Before he knew it, Martin puked over the kitchen door.

"This is so nasty!"









Fitness Feya

Here's My Answer


Feya tried to have a tight grip on Krabbe, but the bounty hunter proved greatly agile. His sequence of actions cut through quickly. She did not expect him to jump away, but to continue fighting. Picking herself up to her feet, she cocked an eyebrow at the crab man. Fitness Feya shook her fist at the man. "Where you going!? Come back here," she bellowed.

Krabbe started to speak and tried to defuse the battle. Feya's teeth clenched together in anger. Apparently, the bounty hunter needed assistance in controlling his first mate. The fitness woman did not gather what occurred around the ship or her crew's ship. At this point, she did not know the status regarding her other crewmates. By the sound of it, Krabbe's first mate seemed to reach a berserk mode.

Feya placed her hand over her face and started to laugh. "So you decided to pick a fight with us and in doing so, have lost all control of your first mate? While asking for help from the very pirates you are fighting? This is ridiculous," Feya continued to laugh. It provided a good workout for her core; her hair bounced as spit flew out of her mouth.

"That's really lame, I'm sorry. To answer your request, well, here's my answer," Feya smiled. She walked over to the side of the ship. She grabbed onto a section of the guard rail bolted on the deck. Using the strength mostly in her right arm, she managed to rip out a decent piece. Quickly, she turned around viciously and chucked the metal beam at the bounty hunter.



Health: 600
Mana: 600 >> 550
Renn: 6

Dubstepp witnessed the effects from his other party members. Their efforts encouraged the musician with a glimpse of hope. They seemed to fare well against the pack of wolves. Communication remained as the key to victory; throughout the battle, everyone talked to each other. Even then, the battle formation did surprisingly well.

The close-range combatants made certain to keep the wolves at bay while the rest home in with projectiles. Dubstepp watched the health bars of the wolves deplete. One particular wolf needed a few more hit points to die. Dubstepp considered emitting another electric attack, but his ears caught the words of Reylan. The archer informed everyone to take care of the third wolf, whom barely been attacked yet.

Dubstepp felt the suggestion was helpful. A simple arrow would kill the wolf the first wolf quickly. The musician raised his finger at the wolf with the most health points. With another spark, lightning streamed from his fingernail.
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SUMMARY

Dubstepp uses Finger Lightning on Hill Wolf 3.



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