Mortimer Member
Owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome
STATUS: I just cringe most of the time at how people either spit random 'le funny' jokes no one finds funny, or simply spark a discussion no one cares about. 7 yrs ago
- Last Seen: 5 yrs ago
- Old Guild Username: John Torque
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 550 (0.12 / day)
- VMs: 0
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- Mortimer 12 yrs ago
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I just cringe most of the time at how people either spit random 'le funny' jokes no one finds funny, or simply spark a discussion no one cares about.
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7 yrs ago
"Status Update" doing its work as intended I see. Proud of it.
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7 yrs ago
Talk about the "Status bar" having lost its true purpose. It should have a 12-hour limit to stop the unfunny, random posts.
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9 yrs ago
Trying to 'un-busy' myself from this busy-as-heck schedule. More at 9.
9 yrs ago
People put Charles Manson in a pedestal as one of the most evil and insane people the US of A has spawned, yet we have had worse than him in the past who actually killed people with their own hands.
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Bio
About me, huh...Well, I am a person with limbs...and apart from the obvious, I love writing. I started RPing almost...almost 4 years ago if I recall correctly. It was a summer of 2011, and I did not like it at first. Yes, I sucked big time in case you were wondering but hey...everyone gets better. Big, big, humongous kudos and thanks to a user called 'coolcat' (or 'fairy' followed by a weird numerical combination) for introducing me into the wonderful world of RPing. You are the best!
I enjoy writing...just about everything (as long as it has nothing related to scat, MxM or other things that make me uncomfortable). I really like working with both Modern times and Victorian times, but as of lately I am more inclined to the first. I have a wide array of tastes which go from playing a mere human to taking control of a demon who corrupts everything it touches.
About me? I am a man who currently working his ass off to move...somewhere else. I love reading and I love writing, but if there is one thing I love more than those two things...is playing videogames. And I am not talking about these modern and fancy shit kids play nowadays. No. My one and true love are retro-games. My favourite console is the original Playstation 1, with my favourite videogame of all time being Twisted Metal 2. So, if you ever feel like chatting about those old games and that particular console, hit me up with a PM and we'll surely get along well.
I enjoy writing...just about everything (as long as it has nothing related to scat, MxM or other things that make me uncomfortable). I really like working with both Modern times and Victorian times, but as of lately I am more inclined to the first. I have a wide array of tastes which go from playing a mere human to taking control of a demon who corrupts everything it touches.
About me? I am a man who currently working his ass off to move...somewhere else. I love reading and I love writing, but if there is one thing I love more than those two things...is playing videogames. And I am not talking about these modern and fancy shit kids play nowadays. No. My one and true love are retro-games. My favourite console is the original Playstation 1, with my favourite videogame of all time being Twisted Metal 2. So, if you ever feel like chatting about those old games and that particular console, hit me up with a PM and we'll surely get along well.
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XD Poor Casterly. You are a valuable member with your Kodama freak!
Hehe. I hope you are enjoying this RP. :)
Hag looked at his sister when she came out and put an arm around her waist. "Esme...I'd...rather you stick with the others...or Mortimer...until the meeting takes place. I do not want to leave you unattended. You are really important to me...My sweet sister..." he whispered to her and took her hand into his. He intertwined their fingers and then kissed her lips deeply. He pulled his mask back down and sighed. "Oh darling...How much I love you...I'm afraid this place will change us...as these people are truly unpredictable..."
Hehe...yes...we are taking a new direction here. The carnival will still be up, but a lot will change.
When everyone was inside their respective carriages, the Carnival made a wierd, 'carnivalesque' sound and the horses trotted away from the cold ground of Russia. A simple swing of the light leashes against the bones of the dead horses made them trot even faster as they were approaching their destination. "Ah...Mortimer...the advantages of supernatural and undead horses, right? They are...perfect! Look at them! Seconds ago we were in Russia and now we are in...England?...I...Guess..." Mortimer gazed outside with a worried looked. It seemed the idillic weather they were expecting in England had turned to a fiery and thick mist coupled with wind and thus making it very cold. Mortimer shivered and Shadow sneezed, then cawed. "Agh! This sucks! Hag! I told you we shouldn't have come here!" Shadow pouted at him angrily. "I know! I know! But we need souls, and these stupid religious people...know what we are up to...and no witnesses are allowed if they have souls..."
Finally, the carriage stopped in a deserted village in the middle of nowhere...more precissely, England. There were christian crosses everywhere and a church not far from where they stopped. A man with a flash-light and a gun approached the main carriage and saw the spooky horses. He gripped the flash-light harder and ordered for Hag to come out. Hag kept his mask though and walked out to speak to the man. "May I help you with anything sir?" The old man with the gun and the source of light looked at him angrily. He had a robe, meaning he was with some sort of cult. "What are you and your damned people doing here?" "We? Ah....We have this carnival here to entertain people...you know..." "And you entertain them with dead horses who can move by themselves? Gross...this seems some kind of devilish arts....don't move...I'll search for the high master to come." The old man suddenly disappearing, leaving both Hag and Mortimer quite shocked. Hag walked in front of all the carriages and knocked on them. "Alright, time to come out. As soon as you are all down, the circus will settle by itself. But I don't want you in your tents. I want you in the main gates since we'll have a meeting with the denizens of this place."
Finally, the carriage stopped in a deserted village in the middle of nowhere...more precissely, England. There were christian crosses everywhere and a church not far from where they stopped. A man with a flash-light and a gun approached the main carriage and saw the spooky horses. He gripped the flash-light harder and ordered for Hag to come out. Hag kept his mask though and walked out to speak to the man. "May I help you with anything sir?" The old man with the gun and the source of light looked at him angrily. He had a robe, meaning he was with some sort of cult. "What are you and your damned people doing here?" "We? Ah....We have this carnival here to entertain people...you know..." "And you entertain them with dead horses who can move by themselves? Gross...this seems some kind of devilish arts....don't move...I'll search for the high master to come." The old man suddenly disappearing, leaving both Hag and Mortimer quite shocked. Hag walked in front of all the carriages and knocked on them. "Alright, time to come out. As soon as you are all down, the circus will settle by itself. But I don't want you in your tents. I want you in the main gates since we'll have a meeting with the denizens of this place."
Right everyone! We are leaving to the next city! Faster your seatbealts and get ready for take-off! Even though we are on a carriage...
Just PM'ed her. :3
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Good idea. I shall PM her. I just don't want to stall all of us just because of one person.
Good idea. I shall PM her. I just don't want to stall all of us just because of one person.
The cute one of the RP has spoken! We shall then depart...but...it still bugs me about Baba not answering in two days...
Are we all ready to go?
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