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10 yrs ago
Current 2 more days and I will return to full availability
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10 yrs ago
I will be gone for a week.
10 yrs ago
Roleplaying involves a commitment to others. And if you cannot keep that commitment I'd ask you to be honest with youself and just say so. It's by far the least painful way of leaving an rp.
10 yrs ago
I'm back in business baby
10 yrs ago
I will be gone for the following week. Posts are possible, but one should not count on it.

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The dankness of this... It fills me with desire to 420 blaze it!
Jan looked around the transport. Yes, he had already made acquantance with the transprt personnel, but it couldn't hurt to buddy up with the people he would be depending on in the field proper. "So, now that I told my story, why don't you all share a bit about your own past? It'd be a good conversation point to start off with." He looked at his colleagues expectantly. Surely, they wouldn't mind having him around once they got to know him.
@Bright_Opsyou, good sir, are spot on in your reasoning if you ask me.
Rasputin was quite surprised to receive no direct retaliation from Dianna. She would quite regret letting him run rampant. He broke the fall from ejecting out of the car with a fast-moving platfrom of shadow sliding over the tunnel floor. Like this, he started moving besides the car. It seemed his adversary was focusing exclusively on catching up with his minions and getting the bottle back. This inattentiveness would be the end of her. First, he threw a glob of shadow to her head, it would likely only remain for a moment before being destroyed by another energy blast, but it would also give him an opening to follow up with a more potent attack. A giant mass of shadow would rise around Dianna, semi-vicsous until it engulfed her, at which point it would become hard as stone and compress back into the ground. It was quite a favorte of rasputin to deal with troublesome individuals like Dianna, though it gave quite a mess to clean up afterwards.
Rasputin briefly thought he had escaped the angry dragon. That hope was immediately when the web of shadows was blasted apart by a blast of energy. Dianna was upon them soon enough, and now she was starting to pull the car apart. "Igorovitch... take the bottle, I will be dealing with this pest myself." The wizard threw the crystal vial on his assistant's lap before opening the car's left door. Before he even began his jump out of the car, the shadows already twisted to catch him, In a split second, he dove inside the black mass of shadow. And a gaggle of spikes sprang out at Dianna.
Interested... very much so sir. I am giddy to see what you have in store for us.
Wolfram looked at his mother... and other mothers, they had always been... understanding, accepting even. It seemed their nurturing had lead up to this day. Wolfram's armor quite fit his preferred tactic. It was quite simply enormous. Segmented plate over chainmail, and padding on the inside for the sake of comfort. It was a perfect fit. Not that he was expecting otherwise. There really wasn't much else to say about the armor other than its sheer bulk. Wolfram had never really cared about looking fashionable on the battlefield. As long as equipment fulfilled its function, he couldn't care less if it looked like Giblet designed it after smoking a loaf of elven tobacco.

The accompanying weapon was where he couldn't hide his enthusiasm anymore. "Adequate", he simply said as he compared the new weapon to his old one. Though it had sentimental value, there was no denying the old hunk of metal he had forged on a whim one day was of rather inferior quality. He had always held on to it however, as to not concede his inferior smithing skills to his siblings. He now threw the hammer to some nearby minions. "Return to room!" He said curtly. The new hammer was a work of art. Its head was made of pure tungsten. A metal that the dwarves had recently confirmed to in fact really exist. The handle was ergonomically sized for maximium efficiency in maiming. Again, the aesthetic design looked utilitarian and standardized, but he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Sir, there's something chasing us" The driver said. Rasputin looked up from the cyrstal bottle. He looked out the back window, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. "Above us sir!" He leaned slightly to the side, and saw Dianna. She seemed to be rather angry about his taking her sister. "How did she...? bah! no matter, keep driving... And take a turn into that tunnel there!" He saw the oppurtunity just in time. Out here in the sunlight there was little he could do, but down there, things were a different story. Already, he began concentrating on the shadows ahead, tendrils of blackness started crawling in the nooks and crannies the lights in the tunnel couldn't reach. One by one, the writhing shadows disabled the lamps, so that by the time the car reached the tunnel, the only light inside were from car headlights. "Sir! I can't drive safely in there!" Rasputin didn't need to thinkn long about his answer to that. "Then drive unsafely. I thought you were a retired stunt driver."

With a defeated sigh, the driver followed rasputin's orders, only about half a minute had passed since Dianna had started flying above the car. And now, they approached the tunnel. The first thing the wizard did was comparatively simple. A web of shadowy threads sprang out and blocked the tunnel's entrance, each of them razor sharp and strong as steel. An unfortunate driver exiting the tunnel at just that moment drove into a single vertically-oriented wire, and it sliced the passenger side of his car clean off. Rasputin left but a small gap for his own car to drive through, setting that too to spring shut once his car had passed.
People that don't communicate with you at all in a roleplay that's basically a 1x1. Yes, I totally want you to ignore the largest part of my post and force the plot somewhere I iddn't want to go at all.
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