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Current I published a book! jlbrightman.itch.io/ko-luhn…
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Discord crashed lads. Can't get back in.
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I've opened art commissions up, anyone who wants relatively cheap art PM me here or on Discord: LeeRoy#8459
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11 yrs ago
[quote=@Rilla] DID YOU JUST TRY AND CLOTHESLINE ME, YOU LITTLE SHIT [/quote]
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"If you kill a man, you scorn his wife. If you kill his wife, you scorn her child. If you kill her child, you scorn his village. If you kill his village, you scorn the kingdom. If you kill the kingdom you scorn an empire. If you kill an empire, then who is left?"

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You see, this happens to be the forte of the one known as the Nameless Undead Overlord. When in a blind mad melee, the Overlord's reliance on his hefty armor is not such a burden. No foe is going to sit down long enough to concoct a method of penetrating it while they are worried about other opponents. And it seemed most certain that the pyromancer who had never once actually said his name had forgotten all about him. A mistake he would not live long enough to regret.

The Overlord took about five leaping steps towards him, thrusting his blade backwards to build up momentum at its greatest full swing. As he closed the gap between him and his mystic foe, he enveloped his blade once more in a thick swathe of flame. Usually, this coating of flame would be expelled to fire off a spell. However, Overlord was charging up a new and significantly more powerful spell. Though, since he is in motion and he is about to strike at someone, this spell is going to take quite some time to charge. Likely within the range of 30-40 seconds.

As he closed the gap, he lunged forward and hefted his weight to the left. Swinging his colossal blade towards the midsection of the pyromancer. A side effect of charging his spell would be an enhanced strike upon his foe. With flames engulfing his blade, it would deal a significant deal more damage than it would with just the blade. Now, this blade is massively heavy. And nigh-indestructable. Should this weapon's swing remain uninterrupted, it will cleave his infernal foe in twain.
The smell of decay is a most odious one.
Except Mr. Sunshine was speaking AFTER Blue's character rushed in. You were distracted by something that happened BEFORE I stated something.
Boy-oh-boy.

2 things.
1: Bobo totally ignored Mr. Sunshine.
2: I already know who's going to survive and who is not.
Alright, I think that I'm sufficiently prepared to write my CS.

If you don't mind, Viewing, could I PM you and have you help me write it up? I don't want inconsistencies in the CS that ruin the storyline.
Junkyards?
1st place: Not looking.
2nd place: Require experience and tools. I've only got the tools.

Pet places?
1st place: Not looking.
2nd place: Looking for experienced workers but, in the future they will have a position open where they can train me in the job,

Shoe places?
1st place: Looking in a few weeks.
2nd place: Not looking.
Why are you asking for so many new powers? Just roll with what you got, bro.
I have now posted.
The new companion, the one who had helped him get the torch, demonstrated proficiency with healing. Splendid! The process was rather quick, and felt as though he were going through the process of child birth, but when it was finished his hand looked better than it had before he grabbed the torch.

Now, again, Mr. Sunshine noted the foolhardiness of the young boy. The being before had said, just touch the door for it to open. And yet he still insisted on touching the blasted contraption, as though it wasn't designed specifically for opening when touched. These thoughts were kept internal, and he just put a smile on his face. "At least I have the torch!" With a bit of a spin he took the torch from Braud's hands and galavanted over towards the now open door. Mr. Sunshine spoke to Finn. "You, lad, are going to die if you keep that kind of foolish behavior up!" Followed by a deep hearty laughter. It is noteworthy to say that his facial hair bobs up and down with his laughter. Because it is quite thick and bushy. The laughter paused for a moment and he lamented once more. "Why, I might have to kill you myself to keep the rest of the group safe from your childish decisions!"

Again he laughed after the thinly veiled threat.

While he was laughing, he was keeping his eyes closely peeled on the group of four opponents. Armed, the lot of them, that's a very bad start. As it stands, the only person in the group with any sort of tool to defend themselves is him. And it's a beaten up old torch, not going to be very useful for much more than burning things. There was one that had armor on, and that was the one that he would need to target first. The most dangerous of the group. Now, there was an elf here, one of those rotten prideful beasts. It had lunged into battle without thinking about his condition of being both naked, and unarmed against an armored and armed foe.

Mr. Sunshine assumed that the elf would die before even landing a single blow on the knight.

This is where Mr. Sunshine excels, Mr. Sunshine is a great warrior. Combat experience is great, and by the scar that runs from his waist all the way up to his armpit (On the right side of his body. I didn't describe him naked because I thought it wouldn't be an issue. I'll go edit that in.) He's got plenty of experience with how painful it is to have a sword hit bare skin.

Though it isn't his style, and though it pains him so. Mr. Sunshine has opted to wait for them to come to him.
Well, normally, I would agree with: "And the rest of my allies are chopped liver."

But you ran ahead, and you're the fastest in the group. So you would close the gap between them and us faster than we could close the gap between you and us.

Also. I'm going down for a number of job applications at various places today. So I won't be able to post until this evening. When I get back I'll post immediately.
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