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4 yrs ago
Current Ethical? No. Illegal? Also no.
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4 yrs ago
Some people need to make a hard choice when deciding which two karaoke streams they want to listen to. I have no such weakness: I have two ears for a reason.
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5 yrs ago
The hard part about trying to play some politically savvy mastermind is the assumption that the world operates off real world politics and not your DM’s politics.
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6 yrs ago
Don't put too much stock in prophesies. At best they're full of shit, but more often than not they're one of those self-fullilling kinds. Plan for what happens afterwards instead.
6 yrs ago
A character isn't deep or compelling just because you let them get hurt a lot, are always depressed, or do morally questionable things.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.

I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.

As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.

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The girl just stares towards you with a look of disdain. "What is this? Some sort of joke?" She aggressively stabs her knife into the floor next to you, and Buddy takes a step forward protectively. "Who set this up huh? Was it Clara? Was it my mom? After two goddamn months of telling everyone about those bastards, and now someone wants to ask me what I know, instead of my father or brother or those other ignorant bastards!" She started to shout angrily. Pylia narrowed her eyes and stepped forward in front of you as well, hand resting on her club in cast she needs to do something drastic. "After years and years of everyone telling me to watch out for myself, to always be aware of who I keep company and be involved in the community, years spent as the dutiful daughter doing everything she's been told, the moment I tell them about danger they think I'm some country girl with flights of fancy! I don't need to be some goddamn wizard to see a bunch of brigands living in my own neighborhood! It's not some rumor or gossip that the men down the street have been hurting people, it's not just some childish game between boys! Fucking hell they robbed and destroyed my family's store and my dad says it's the kobolds! What the fuck is even a kobold?!"

At this point the girl continues to rant loudly and angrily about how some of the young men in the market square had been harassing her and her family, how they joined the guild to avoid this sort of treatment but somehow don't see any restitution, and how her own father had turned a blind eye to the criminals who have been flaunting their own stolen products in front of them in order to "keep the peace". She then has a confused but angry rant about the kobolds and how her father claims they've always been breaking into their shop and stealing their arrows, as well as rooting through their garbage and how they ended up crippling her father, never once taking notice of Shortfang since he made sure to hide behind you so she doesn't see him. After a few minutes she burns herself out and sits slump on her stool, still fuming but too tired to continue her ranting.

"... So that's what I know. Happy?"
Tayang, Johnathan, and Nix do, everyone else does not.
Your men went about the business of pillaging the ship of useful resources, starting with weapons, then valuables, and finally cargo. While not unusual for you to sell plundered trade goods for coin, your ship was unfortunately not exactly a freight vessel, and a lot of the usual trade goods do not sell very well in small quantities, even if you paid nothing at all to obtain it. In the meantime you search the rest of the rooms for any survivors. The other rooms appear to be sleeping quarters mostly with hammocks, though one presumably captain's quarter had a bed. It was here with diligent searching you would notice that the captain's bed was not entirely built into the ship's floor. This itself wasn't unusual, what was however was that there appeared to be indention in the floor as if the bed was suppose to be placed in the indents in order for it to be stable. The fact they were moved out caught your attention.

Moving the bed aside you'd only see plain floor until you again spot a false floorboard, and lifting it up revealed a handle. You managed to find a trapdoor hidden underneath the captain's bed, and possibly with more valuables within. Or dangers. Your men were still busy moving cargo topside with only Tayang within earshot as he painstakingly strips the goblins of their armor, a somewhat difficult task due to their unusual construction.
Hot damn! Rolling not ain't cha? I'll have a post up soonish.
Elves were, the goblins were not. Sorta a moot point for them since they kinda tend to do their funeral rites in the sea.
Nito, roll me a persuasion check.
"Tch. Why you little..." Pylia just shook her head at your pun, playfully punching you on the shoulder. The group follows you to the fletcher's shop, where inside the place looked cleared out. There were barely any products on the service floor and deep gash marks in the walls and pillars. Frankly if it weren't for the sign outside, you wouldn't even be certain if this place sold anything at all. A young woman was inside with a knife and a few bundles of sticks. She hears the group coming in and doesn't even look away from her work. "We're closed. No bows or arrows here. If you're here to deliver you'll have to wait till my pa comes back." With a few swipes of her knife she makes a perfectly straight and narrow arrow shaft, then gently placing it in a pile next to her. She had to have had a least a hundred shafts done by the time you had gotten here.





Oh, she isn't too sensitive about her appearances to worry about being called a washboard. If anything, if Silke wants anything washed, Mamoru would gladly use her "washboard" for the little devil...

In any case, gunna post up the CS~
Hooray, acceptance~

I really like the maid too. She will be great fun to interact with

Mamoru: "Good morning, Lady Valentine."
Silke: "Morning, Mamo-love!"
Mamoru: "Mamo.... love...?"
Silke: "Teehee~ Isn't it a cute nickname?"
Mamoru: "I... Guess? Aren't you a little too old to talk like that though, my lady?
Silke: "Hmm~?"
Mamoru: "Well, you're in your 40's, right?"
*Silke runs off, crying*


Oh man, that's a tough one. On one hand, Mamoru would know that Silke is sensitive about her age. On the other hand, Mamoru isn't going to pretend Silke is a child too. Not only that but taking after her master, it would totally be his thing to point out Silke's age. Gotta play that one on the cuff when the time comes.

Holy shit its Lucius

I wanted to vomit after seeing the creator's name. Just a little bit. But, she's a wonderful maid, and I'm proud to accept her as the Head of Serving Staff!


I knew you'd love it. I can only hope I do everyone proud as the head of serving staff. Which is to say, I'm probably not going to do that much as the head leader, just making sure the skelly bois are doing their job so I don't gotta do mines.
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