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5 yrs ago
hey can i be a guild mod
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6 yrs ago
hey can i be a guild mod
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6 yrs ago
new name, same piss poor time management
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6 yrs ago
if you have a "craving", write a story on your own, that way when you inevitably lose interest and quit you're only wasting your own time
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7 yrs ago
factory-engines roar like false lions, blood thunders in the dock-pipes

Most Recent Posts

In Paint 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm still here, but I'm trying to fit in the time to post with Passover coming up. Jew holidays take forever to get ready for.
In Paint 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mach2 said
Right, Augustyna. I had two possible ideas for her. We could stick with the idea that Sass recruits her at the library. Or, we could have one of the pairs of Sprayers (probably Nate and Jager because the former doesn't paint) work on some graffiti outside her house. She sees and is intrigued and stuff unfolds from there. Thoughts?


Oh, just saw this. Yes, works good
In Paint 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Just pair Nate with whoever
If I have time. I actually am trying to get a lot of things done, but I have edited my post to be reformer-snatched.
Ah, I forgot. My brain has bad memory

I wanted to collab on the roundup, but I got impatient. I could modify/erase my post so I can collab pls?
In Paint 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Relic sighed. He'd hoped she wouldn't call him that, but now the name would stick for the rest of the night, and probably forever. Should have just kept it Architect, Nate. You blew it. He shook his head, resigning himself to his fate, and memorized the names around him. Well, code-names, anyways. He wasn't sure if anyone would ever share their real names.

He glanced at Gray, confused by the question. "That's what the girl said, I think. It's just a matter of when and where. A watch patrol will probably be sweeping through here soon, so our business is limited by time. Then I'll need a few moments to remember the schematics of wherever we're going." He was more rambling to himself than anyone in particular. "The guards will definitely cause problems, especially since the X marks are very important to the officials. We'll have to be quick, light on our feet, and able to get the hell out of dodge."

"I'm not actually an artist," he admitted. "I'm an inventor, an engineer. I designed Northgate as it is now, but I never expected it to go this far."
k responded, not exactly sure what to put so i improvised
Matt smiled at the question. "Just the sports club, really. I dabble in a lot of different things, but I have a black belt, so I thought I'd continue it here." He was glad that he hadn't been shut down from the awkward question. that would have been a top tier way to start his college career. "I'm here for the experience and the education, mainly. It should be fun, right?"

He noted she seemed almost defensive around him, like he was going to do something, or say something. He wondered why. "What are you actually in school for?"
Anthony had been walking home when it happened. A single man in combat gear, leaping out of the woodwork. He ran as soon as he saw the needle. No getting shot up for him, not on his watch, oh no. He rounded the corner into a crowd, nearly colliding with a man but twisting out of the way in the last second possible.

He grinned as he weaved through the throngs of people, a grin of shock and confusion. Who the hell was that, and how could they teleport? That was impossible, according to physics. Physics didn't lie.

Then the needle almost stabbed him in the neck. Instead, it punched through his shirt, out the other side. Barely missing him. The weird teleporter had followed him, deftly pushing through the crowd, and now he was dodging and weaving for his life. He still hadn't done anything! "You've got the wrong guy!" He shouted, when another needle stab whipped by, barely missing his arm. Third time was not the charm. He felt a pinch in his spine, and then his world dropped away.
He woke in...a van. It was a van, uncomfortable and cold. Others sat there as well, all looking as haphazard as he felt. He groaned, head still smarting. "this is not the government we were promised." He realized that wouldn't make sense to anyone else, so he smiled awkwardly, and waved. "Does anyone know why we're here?"

No, of course they wouldn't. They were all in a van.
I will also collab if people want to. That would be fun.

EDIT: I posted, but would still like to collab.
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