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6 yrs ago
Current Hey, I hate to say this, but I am probably leaving this place for the forseeable future. Those who are waiting for me on RPs can just... stop waiting, I guess. Sorry, all.
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6 yrs ago
Well, @Truant, I believe what's wrong with you is in the name... your ability is Truant, you only get to act every other turn.
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6 yrs ago
@Ampharos Boy, I guess that means you're going to get cave adaptation by the time this whole thing is done, and you'll vomit as soon as you leave your house, lol.
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7 yrs ago
You ever read one of your RPs from years ago and just laugh at how bad it is?
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7 yrs ago
Dragons vs unicorns, huh? I'm horribly biased in this case 'cause I HATE horses, so... dragons.
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In Overtale 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Somehow, the temmie survived what I could have sworn was supposed to be an onslaught, and Erion looked a bit more prepared than he usually is. This mystery girl was fairly resourceful, too. Somehow, Erion actually knew to take over for Asgore, who I suppose he assumed was technology blind, or something... I couldn't shake the feeling that something WEIRD just happened, but I couldn't put my talon on it. Either way, the bats had spared us, or we spared them... either way. I then remember that one of the bats was looking at a tree for some unknown reason, so I decide to investigate that tree, looking behind it. There, I saw something that could very well have been Asgore's daughter. "Uh..." I then up saying while looking between the two boss monsters, wondering just how common they were, if at all. I guess it wouldn't make sense for there to only be one 'boss' monster family, if they're a whole species, but... silver, white... honestly, the two fur colors are extremely close, as is the eye color, the height, though, as she's both female, and seems younger, she's shorter than Asgore... not by much, though... I think as I walk over towards Asgore, himself, and manage to ask "Do you have a daughter? 'Cause there's someone hiding behind that tree who looks a LOT like you, but female... I don't think she's your wife, either... whatever her name was..." that question sounded much more awkward than it did in my head, but, it was already too late to take it back. I hoped he wouldn't hate me for this question, and summon a scythe, or a trident to kill me... and I probably wouldn't even see that coming, either.
Trey approached me and told me about a change in plans. I then finally said "Funny... I was actually thinking of leaving this place, obviously, I'd only do that after telling you so you could still find us... but I have a feeling this place doesn't have any more clues or leads," I then got up out of my seat, and shouted to Backstabs, who was still trying to threaten a dragon, and failing hilariously, "Hey! We're leaving! We're going to go look around the place, starting from the middle!" Backstabs and the princess, who was enjoying the bar's most expensive drink both got up, and followed me out of the place. Considering how loud I shouted, Deravan probably heard me, as well, and would probably join me shortly. The area just outside the tavern was filled with passers-by, most of them drakes or dragons of various colors, and, while I felt the need to glare at one of the drakes, they all seemed oddly passive towards me, even if drakes were our sworn enemy... right? Maybe they just don't think of us kobolds as enough of a threat to be considered a 'sworn enemy'... or, maybe they're just allied with the dragons of the area. I thought as I continued walking through the stone stronghold. My wandering made me somehow end up on the marble side of the stronghold again, though, to be honest, I was paying more attention to the people than I was where I was going, just to see if I could spot anyone carrying a white dragon egg... or a silver one, I didn't actually ask the mother dragon which color the egg was, heck, for all I knew, it could have been grey, or even black. Sure, some groups formed that hate each other, but that doesn't mean they ALL hate each other.
In Overtale 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
So, let's see... atomic needs to post, right? Then I can post, again... or would Haruki post before I do?
I know, it's my turn. I'll get on it, soon. Don't worry.
In Overtale 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Probably an app for a second character that got scrapped.
In Overtale 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm almost positive that Azure's out. He/she already has their own Undertale RP... oddly enough.
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anyways, in case it wasn't clear, I'm still in.

Just to let you know, Sumable is actually still busy with life and stuff, not even HE knows when he'll be back, but, maybe you should control Sans until he does. He just told me that he MIGHT be able to post on Sunday... MIGHT.
Uh... Card, that's not going to work, there's a whole dungeon and boss we'll have to fight to get things back to normal over there. Basically, your fire isn't strong enough.
In Overtale 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Huh... I was going to post IC if the others posted, but... nobody came.
I wait for Erion to leave, and think one final thing before leaving the wyvern... Maybe one day... but, not today, I guess... I then take out a small piece of meat, and toss it to the wyvern before trying to make sure that it was properly restrained, or, at least, restrained enough for the stablehand to get back, and actually make sure the thing doesn't fly away in the night... however, I wasn't very good at tying knots, so it was likely that I not only used the wrong one, but, also did it wrong. I then wondered why Erion didn't try to do this, though, the wyvern did seem oddly obedient for something that just threw me into a tree earlier. Everyone seemed pretty depressed over something as I left for my tent, and my only response was "I saw one of the possible traitors leave the tent. I couldn't just let him run off, could I?" my voice made me sound tired, and, just as well, it was getting late, and I was getting sick of everyone blaming us on everything. I noticed a hole in my bag once I got to my tent, but, nothing was missing from it, save for some smaller pieces of meat, which probably left some sort of trail to my tent. As I tried to fall asleep, I tried to figure out where, exactly the trail started, and whether or not it actually led to my tent. For all I knew, it started and ended somewhere in the forest, which, of course, would be bad, as it would lead the zombies on a trail, somewhere. Of course, it also seemed likely that the hole simply led from the stables to my tent, which would be better... but then I might have a wyvern breathing down my neck when I wake up, and that would be weird... but, at least there won't be zombies trying to attack us, as a result of my poor-quality bag.
That seemingly random bubble finally popped... and then reformed as a slime! "Uh...wha...how did... h...how can a bubble talk?" I ask the slime that was once a bubble, but slowly seemed to reform itself into a more drake-looking creature. This world was truly strange, and I really haven't seen everything yet. "Uh... um... w...welcome?" I say to the slime, still a little confused about its existence. Why does it seem like everyone who needs to crash land somewhere, or is just wandering around ALWAYS finds me? What makes them want to crash near me? I wonder as I eventually find a way to change the subject. "Uh, look, it's the next clearing, and it seems to be uh... VERY deep in the forest, let's go!" I then start heading towards one of the only directions that didn't have a clearing, despite me actually knowing where to go this time. Oddly enough, this seemed to pay off, as I eventually found myself in a sort of corridor where the walls were trees, and... a clearing with a seed in it that apparently none of the trainees knew about. Of course, even if they did know about it, they already chose their fruit or seed, with all of them looking rare, or otherwise special. The seed that I was looking at, however... looked remarkably unremarkable. It was just a plain, black seed that was tiny compared to most of the others, and, for some reason, the clearing seemed covered in giant, thick vines. I then checked to make sure everyone was with me before heading off towards the final clearing. I was finally going to have my entry in this final trial, and I'm not even sure if half of my team actually knew what I was doing in the middle of this hostile forest.
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