@ProPro So then would you say it's Close Range? Or some other type?
Lord Orgasmo
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STATUS: I have consumed far to much garlic bread. My hubris has doomed me once again. 26 days ago
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I have consumed far to much garlic bread. My hubris has doomed me once again.
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It's either: sleep is for the weak, or sleep FOR a week.
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Remember when people used to buy ringtones? I don't think I've taken my phone off vibrate in like a decade.
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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.
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.
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If you want me to add, delete, specify, or otherwise change this, hit me up.
You may talk or fight your way out of this situation. The cave is wide enough for all of you to walk comfortably side by side, and is about 10 feet high
"Hoy you lot! You ready to go yet? Jeets waved his arms at the top of the hill. His tent was packed up, although, it seemed to have disappeared more than put away. He also seemed to be holding a new bag...
Jeets trotted down the hill holding dearly to his hat. He approached the three survivors. "Roight, 'eresthe deal, your gonna follow me through a small cave, and that'll take us roight to da main island. Once we're dere, I'll see if can 'ook you lot up with some supplies an' a place to stay. But first..."
Jeets rustles around in his new bag and pulls out three small clear vials, each with an ounce of sparkly red liquid. He holds out his hands and gives one to each of the survivors.
"'Ese here'll fix what ails ya. Probably. Now then let's be off. If ya have any questions, ask 'em while we're walkin'."
He waves the group over as he begins walking towards the hill he was just on. At the top of the hill is a plateau that leads directly into a cliff face. A large tunnel entrance looms over the party. "Through 'ere."
Once the party enters, the temperature rises to an almost normal level. The tunnel is a little dark, only illuminated by the occasional torch sconce, yet despite this Jeets handles its twists and turns effortlessly. "Keep your wits about ya. Its said trouble's been brewin' 'ere keep a look--" It was at this time Jeets stopped abruptly and held his hand up, and pointed forward.
Two men stood side by side in the torchlight. One held a scepter and wore a red and black robe, while the other held a mace and shield and wore a white and gold robe. The man on the left with the Scepter spoke first.
"Welcome 'travellers' you're heading to a very dangerous place. May I suggest you come with us? The master would like to meet you..." The man on the left gripped his mace tighter at the word "Suggest", and began glaring at the party. Jeets slowly put his staff in both hands.
Jeets trotted down the hill holding dearly to his hat. He approached the three survivors. "Roight, 'eresthe deal, your gonna follow me through a small cave, and that'll take us roight to da main island. Once we're dere, I'll see if can 'ook you lot up with some supplies an' a place to stay. But first..."
Jeets rustles around in his new bag and pulls out three small clear vials, each with an ounce of sparkly red liquid. He holds out his hands and gives one to each of the survivors.
"'Ese here'll fix what ails ya. Probably. Now then let's be off. If ya have any questions, ask 'em while we're walkin'."
He waves the group over as he begins walking towards the hill he was just on. At the top of the hill is a plateau that leads directly into a cliff face. A large tunnel entrance looms over the party. "Through 'ere."
Once the party enters, the temperature rises to an almost normal level. The tunnel is a little dark, only illuminated by the occasional torch sconce, yet despite this Jeets handles its twists and turns effortlessly. "Keep your wits about ya. Its said trouble's been brewin' 'ere keep a look--" It was at this time Jeets stopped abruptly and held his hand up, and pointed forward.
Two men stood side by side in the torchlight. One held a scepter and wore a red and black robe, while the other held a mace and shield and wore a white and gold robe. The man on the left with the Scepter spoke first.
"Welcome 'travellers' you're heading to a very dangerous place. May I suggest you come with us? The master would like to meet you..." The man on the left gripped his mace tighter at the word "Suggest", and began glaring at the party. Jeets slowly put his staff in both hands.
Alright, I'll get a post up tomorrow sometime and assume that you guys are at Jeets' tent. (Or you could write a small post saying you walked up to it, doesn't matter to me.)
Unless you guys want to dismiss the conversation, I'll wait for you guys before I continue the plot
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The Rorie League, a Pokémon Trainer RP (always open for more players)
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5 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
He was finally here. The Rorie Islands. It'd be his first time journeying all alone. Well, he had his pokemon with him at the very least. It would be more without an expert, or at least someone who knew what they were doing. But he had worked with his Father on numerous occasions, and he was sure Ace could provide him with some direction. After all, this wasn't just about him, this was about his friends, too. And Squegg was... along for the ride, he guessed.
He looked to his sides. Several other starry-eyed trainers were here, whether to battle, catch pokemon, or just on vacation.
The thought then crossed his mind - maybe traveling with another human would be a good idea. It'd be nice to have somebody watching his back, and possibly even help him learn new things about adventuring. But who to pick?
"I'M GOING TO WIN!" said an ear shattering voice. Seth winced in pain as the boy next to him erupted in excitement. Little to enthusiastic for him. And probably to dangerous for his own good. Maybe the next person?
He looked to his sides. Several other starry-eyed trainers were here, whether to battle, catch pokemon, or just on vacation.
The thought then crossed his mind - maybe traveling with another human would be a good idea. It'd be nice to have somebody watching his back, and possibly even help him learn new things about adventuring. But who to pick?
"I'M GOING TO WIN!" said an ear shattering voice. Seth winced in pain as the boy next to him erupted in excitement. Little to enthusiastic for him. And probably to dangerous for his own good. Maybe the next person?
Banned because the last thing we need is less people
I'm just deciding what stand to use. I've got Dragon Slayer, A Stand that takes the form of a nearly indestructible sword that can cut through anything nonliving.
Rainbow in the Dark, a Stand that lets itself and user teleport through shadows.
Smooth Criminal, A stand that can distort images, written words and recent memory.
Or Jukebox Hero, a stand with no real abilities of its own, but can steal abilities and skills from others whether they're a Stand user or not.(up to 3, before it has to forget one)
Rainbow in the Dark, a Stand that lets itself and user teleport through shadows.
Smooth Criminal, A stand that can distort images, written words and recent memory.
Or Jukebox Hero, a stand with no real abilities of its own, but can steal abilities and skills from others whether they're a Stand user or not.(up to 3, before it has to forget one)
@Ambra how far are you in part 4? Have you met Coochie? Have you met Okuyasu's older brother? Have you met the main antagonist and his insane fetish?
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