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7 mos ago
Current I published a book! jlbrightman.itch.io/ko-luhn…
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7 yrs ago
Discord crashed lads. Can't get back in.
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8 yrs ago
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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Just catching you up, I posted.
Man, I'm still tired from yesterday.

The manager is a cunt, she ordered 226 items to be delivered via truck. It took three hours to totally unload the truck.

I did a rough calculation on how much product I moved.

2,580 - 2860 lbs. The calculation isn't totally accurate.

My legs are killing me, and I'm glad I've got today and tomorrow off.

Edit: For context, the usual order is 75-80 items.
I'll get the first post up, gimme like twenty minutes.
With emphasis, Pikatok's aura flickered against the snowy backdrop. Her stance widening as she spread her feet to her sides and raised her arms forward, taking the Tyrant Lizard stance once more. Kei'Taro would once more learn the true power of the spirits, a harsh lesson indeed. The snow was up to her ankles, a problem for anyone who wasn't used to the frigid tundra. Pikatok's knowledge of the north was her greatest asset, sure footing was key, and few were steady enough to fight on such uneven ground as snow.

As she readied to attack the Beast Master her fingers loosened up and her body relaxed, standing in the Tyrant Lizard stance while tensed can actually cause you to lose your grip.

Without hesitation she rushed towards him, trampling the ground between them as she charged. Her left hand extending outwards towards his head, with full intent to grasp hold of his face with open palm. The most basic strike in Tyrant stance, an opening move that she had tried many times before. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. Pikatok often prayed that it worked, a face grapple often leads to comedic inconvenience. At Kei'Taro's expense.
At the edge of the river, looking out at the plains opposing him, Godfrey's only sight was of that annoyingly large tower. Not too much to actually look at around here, honestly, the planning must have been extraordinary. But the decoration isn't quite up to snuff with the actual content of the locale. "So, have I been tossed here with no opponent?" Godfrey felt a hot rush slide up his spine, concern that maybe he was just going to be left on this strange floating island alone for the rest of his natural life. Just as he began to panic, a shadow in the distance caught his eye. Just for a moment he thought he saw a shadow on the ground near the tower, the hot rush of panic left his body in favor of stern concern. They're a bit far away, how much time do I have to prepare? The thought rushed through his head, Godfrey remembered that this is a tournament. Even if it's against his nature, he will likely need as much of an advantage as he can get.

The sharply dressed fellow extended his right arm forward, a vein bulged in his wrist as he began producing another batch of orbitals. The shimmering spheres taking shape slowly in front of his palm. A faint humming could be heard from the spheres as they brought themselves into being. "I don't particularly know, to be honest, if what I saw was actually my enemy. But, this is a tournament, so I cannot trust even the smallest shadow." The ex-cop stopped himself, realizing that he was actually talking to himself. A bit ashamed, he shook his head and brought his thoughts inwards.

And the worst part is, I'm actually jumping at shadows if there isn't anyone there. The spheres finished taking shape in front of him, blinking once before becoming actual orbs. They rotated in place before moving into orbit around his waist with the others, Godfrey was well equipped right now. But how useful would they be if he wasn't fast enough to position them?

These thoughts plagued him for a moment, his confidence was rather quickly waning. He had seen some rather impressive foes before the round began, what was his foe? Who was his foe? And worst of all; Where is his foe?

(Orbital count, 10.)
Here it is.

Though I cleared the thread once you had to leave, so I'll have to repost Kanitah's CS.
I think so, lemme see if I have it bookmarked.
I'd prefer unranked, three ranked matches going at once is a bit much. Even for me.

Speaking of:
@Tharraleos Polemistis
&
@Rilla

I'm writing my posts up right now, sorry for the delay. Work's hectic, and I accidentally slept in today.
@MelonHead You know I'm always up for that rematch, Melon. We never got around to it, and I'm still itching for closure.
I like guns.
I have nothing against guns.

But

I see it like this:
Lower Low: Bows, Weak Magic
Low: Handguns, Average Magic
Upper Low: SMGs, Above Average Magic
Lower Inter: Rifles, Quality Magic
Inter: High Powered Rifles, Powerful Magic
Upper Inter: Explosives, Greater Magic
Lower High: High Power Explosives, Superb Greater Magic
High: High-Tech Science Fiction Weapons, Wizard/Sorcerer Level Magic
Upper High: Fucking Nukes, Exceptionally Powerful Grand Wizard/Sorcerer Supreme Magic

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