YOU'RE THE COGM YOU HAD THE POWER TO FIX IT AND INSTEAD U CALL ME OUT????!?!?!?!?!??!?
Given you didn't use a zeroth post. No, they could not fix it.
mickilennial
Member
Patron Saint of Inconsistency
STATUS: He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. | Isaiah 40:29 8 days ago
- Last Seen: 2 days ago
- Old Guild Username: Gowi
- Joined: 9 yrs ago
- Posts: 8268 (2.46 / day)
- VMs: 8
-
Username history
- mickilennial 3 yrs ago
- ███ 6 yrs ago
- █████████ 9 yrs ago
-
Latest 10 profile visitors:
-
Most recent →
Altered Tundra,
Hope Lover,
Yankee,
Supermaxx,
Half Pint,
Mole,
ErsatzEmpress,
Natty,
spooner,
Heat
Status
Recent Statuses
8 days ago
Current
He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. | Isaiah 40:29
5
likes
7 mos ago
Better is a little with righteousness than great revenues with injustice. | Proverbs 16:8
6
likes
8 mos ago
Do all things without grumbling or disputing. | Philippians 2:14
4
likes
Bio
Mickilennial Updates:
- My father passed away in October 2025
- Dental health has led to several root canals
- Mental breaks have led to inconsistency, be patient with me
Most Recent Posts
Given you didn't use a zeroth post. No, they could not fix it.
the fresh tag immediately followed by “200 posts” is killing me
To be fair most of it is shitposting. Classic OOC behavior.
In
Alter Ego: Transported to Another World because of a Celestial Mix-Up!
→
3 yrs ago
Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
The First Chapter! A New World?
Fortunately, that did not seem to be the case.
The fishing village of Miloneil sat beside a lake at the base of a large mountain. The journey had cost Mako a few hours, certainly, but there did not seem to be any sort of enemy occupation. The flags of Alexisa’s enemies did not fly in Miloneil.
There was a lack of soldiers, though, that much was clear. Save for a few farmers strapped with a shortbow or a hunting spear, there didn’t seem to be much of a garrison. Perhaps, it made sense but if she was hoping for survivors of the battle it didn’t seem to be likely. A double-edged sword. No survivors meant she would not run into any enemies but also friends as well. What were Alexisa’s friends like? A few journal entries spoke of her comrades, but little about anything back home in the city that bore her family’s name.
Unsurprisingly, the toil of fatigue was even felt in Alexisa’s body, though not as much as it had been Mako’s own. Alexisa, despite her similar frame and build, had endured a lot more than she had in her life. It would be time to find rest soon and the setting sun seemed to remind Mako of that fact even moreso than the fatigue and hunger. Her eyes would be able to find a solution to her exhaustion in that of a tavern of sorts standing at the center of the town alongside two other buildings of note–a smith and an item shop. Basic amenities for a town in the equivalent of the middle ages.
The smell of cooked fish was carried by the wind, almost reminding her of shioyaki back home. Her stomach rumbled.
The fishing village of Miloneil sat beside a lake at the base of a large mountain. The journey had cost Mako a few hours, certainly, but there did not seem to be any sort of enemy occupation. The flags of Alexisa’s enemies did not fly in Miloneil.
There was a lack of soldiers, though, that much was clear. Save for a few farmers strapped with a shortbow or a hunting spear, there didn’t seem to be much of a garrison. Perhaps, it made sense but if she was hoping for survivors of the battle it didn’t seem to be likely. A double-edged sword. No survivors meant she would not run into any enemies but also friends as well. What were Alexisa’s friends like? A few journal entries spoke of her comrades, but little about anything back home in the city that bore her family’s name.
Unsurprisingly, the toil of fatigue was even felt in Alexisa’s body, though not as much as it had been Mako’s own. Alexisa, despite her similar frame and build, had endured a lot more than she had in her life. It would be time to find rest soon and the setting sun seemed to remind Mako of that fact even moreso than the fatigue and hunger. Her eyes would be able to find a solution to her exhaustion in that of a tavern of sorts standing at the center of the town alongside two other buildings of note–a smith and an item shop. Basic amenities for a town in the equivalent of the middle ages.
The smell of cooked fish was carried by the wind, almost reminding her of shioyaki back home. Her stomach rumbled.
Even longer if we players can help it.
Players are the leading cause of RP death so be on the look out
then the RP dies after a week, leaving nothing but cruel, cruel irony...
Give yourself some credit, it'll at least last a month. :)
Marin Karin
Gesundheit~
we don't.
rejoice, y'all.
You can not inspire glee from me, cruel master. I will not fall for your games. Begone~
Lots of quality being posted in here. Considering we have ~12 applications already, more on the way, and the gm/co-gm may or may not count as 2 out of the half-dozen or so slots, it's going to be a slaughter when between half and three-quarters of the people who apply don't make it, lol.
We need to do a battle royale.
Let's keep it canonically correct. It should be a dance off.
What else is new?
idk, this rp i guess
© 2007-2026