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Lord Orgasmo male Member

Professional Disappointment since 1999

STATUS: The outdoors be like: "This mf forgot his Zyrtec, get his ass!" 2 yrs ago
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2 yrs ago
Current The outdoors be like: "This mf forgot his Zyrtec, get his ass!"
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2 yrs ago
At last, the correct amount of garlic 🧄🧄🧄🧄🧄🧄🧄🧄🧄
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2 yrs ago
I have consumed far to much garlic bread. My hubris has doomed me once again.
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2 yrs ago
It's either: sleep is for the weak, or sleep FOR a week.
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2 yrs ago
Pink Starburst gang, wya?
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"No one can escape the fate given to them.
All that remains is the end, where you will all perish.
Eternal greatness exists only within myself.
Sing a song of sorrow in a world where time has vanished."

My 1x1 thread, because I'm a shameless hack.

Most Recent Posts

In 404: Originality not found → 9 yrs ago Forum: Character Sheets

In [SW Saga] Onto a Sea of Stars → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay

In Men vs. Women Race to 1000 → 9 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
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In Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words → 9 yrs ago Forum: Roleplaying Discussion
Aaaannd, RP's dead.
In [SW Saga] Onto a Sea of Stars → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay

In [SW Saga] Onto a Sea of Stars → 9 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Reeeeeeee
In Blood Money → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
It was just Morti's thoughts.
In Blood Money → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Morti watched as Lucan went around the Apothecary looking at things. He decided now would be a good time to check his own supply. Whetstones, a few healing herbs, rations and rope. He also checked the quiver on his lower back, hidden by his cloak. 18 arrows. Guess that'd have to do. He could always grab a few from enemy archers. He then felt the edges of his blades. Not razor sharp, but good enough to do the job. His bow, held on his back by a leather strap, probably needed a last minute inspection, too. No, it looked good to him. Was there anything else he needed?

He looked over at the counter. A small red vial sat alone, away from everything else. Morti walked over and examined it closer. It was half-full with a black viscous fluid that reeked of...tar?

"What is this supposed to be?" he asked the old man Wrys.

"Bah, an experiment turned toxic. You can take it if you want. I'm sure it'll prove useful to you some how." Wrys walked over and put a small cork in the vial before handing it to Morti.

"Heh, thanks Wrys. I'll put it to good use."

After Lucan appeared to be done, he followed him outside where Nora was waiting. Lucan then said something about her hair. The madwoman had cut it off! He then began to pay attention to his own hair. He watched as the wind blew around semi-translucent wisps of white hair. He'd never actually gotten his hair cut before. After a while, it just... stopped growing.

Lucan then asked if they were ready to go, to which Morti replied:

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be. I'm not quite as proficient in fighting as I am in stealth, but I'll give it my best. The two can go hand-in-hand after all."

@Poi@Wick
In Blood Money → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"Morti. Sorry, not quite used to meeting new people. I'll give you one guess why." he said rolling his eyes. "Anyways, there's a shop not to far from here. Feather's Fall Apothecary. They'll have alchemical things there, potions, poisons, and what not. It's this way." he turned around and gestured down one of the many streets. You can come along too, Nora, if you feel you need anything, or if you just like the company."

The walk was short and straight. Several buildings lined the streets, some looked run-down, others looked fair, some had signs, some didn't. Morti stopped in front of a wooden building with a circular sign above the door. A single white plume on an orange backdrop was painted on to it. In small black text underneath were the words "Feather's Fall Apothecary"

The door swung open on surprisingly well oiled hinges, revealing a large rectangular room, filled with a strong herbal smell. To their left were two bookshelves, lined with books, as well as a few display cases with flowers, and a window. To the right, behind a long desk spanning the horizontal length of the building An old white-haired man stood mixing various alchemical fluids. His desk was cluttered with tools Morti had never heard of, as well as some he had, and various ingredients.

The old man turned his attention to the party as they walked through the door. "Ah, Morti! It's good to see you my boy! Anything I can get you? And who are your friends?"

"Hey old man!, been doin' great!" he turned to his party "This is Wrys. Probably the nicest guy here. Of about, maybe ten nice people. Anyways, he'll get you what you need. You just gotta ask."

@Poi@Wick
In Blood Money → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Morti heard the whole thing. So, this was the poor shmuck who got attacked huh? His story seemed... odd to say the least, but he believed him. A curse that intertwines fates sounded pretty cool. After all, he himself was a glowing purple man, so a curse like that certainly sounded reasonable. He leaned off the post and walked towards the two.

"Yeah, I could probably help with your little Gnoll problem, but I've got a feeling that Gnolls are going to be the least of your worries. Call it a hunch, but I think this is only the start of things. Either way, count me in. Been lookin' for adventure."

At last, some action! Probably, anyways. He looked over the boy again. He seemed... worse for wear and perhaps even a little under prepared. Morti usually over prepared a little for things, but after some of the stories he'd heard from his past client, being under prepared might cost you your life.

"By the way, you sure you're ready to head out? I know a few good shops around town where we could get some stuff. Potions, supplies like torches, or rope, but expect things to be a little... limited, or pricey. Rations on the other hand aren't going to be easy to get. Town is... not in a good spot right now, as evident by the reaction to your little plea."

With that, he stood patiently. @Poi@Wick
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