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    1. Nevix 10 yrs ago

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4 yrs ago
Current PMing everyone on this website individually and asking “do you think my statuses are funny?” with an attached stock photo of a man (super buff) crying.
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4 yrs ago
The people who wrote the instructions for my sister's new printer failed to consider that I might be tripping balls while trying to help her set it up.
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4 yrs ago
I'm in the lab, cooking up a status that will make every mad at me, together. I can heal this website by being as wrong and annyoing as possible.
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4 yrs ago
Met a guy yesterday who looked and sounded exactly like Hank Hill. Made my week. Logged in today and realized yesterday was this accounts sixth birthday. The universe gave me a gift for the occasion.
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5 yrs ago
Finally getting to that age where I realize that I'm becoming my dad. Called some guy at work "old boy" because I couldn't remember his name. If I order any ww2 books just put me down like a dog, man.
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In The Pit 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Name: Erdus

Age: 23

Species: Half Elf

Appearance: Erdus has a mostly human looking face, with soft features, dark hair and pale green eyes. His hair is cut short and disheveled, revealing his pointed ears. He stands 5' 11" and weighs 130 lbs. He has paler-than-normal skin and is, if not muscled, athletic at the very least. He wears magician-Esque formal clothing, complete with a magical top hat and an enchanted cane. He has a prosthetic left arm with a multitude of runic sigils carved crudely into it.

Powers: Erdus is a conjurer, able to create non-organic objects out of nothing but his own energy. These tend to be temporary items that dissipate after sufficient use. With enough energy, Erdus can create permanent objects that function exactly like any normally crafted item. He has telekinetic control over any items that he's conjured. The people who sent him to the pit also severed his left arm, which was covered in runic tattoos that allowed him to use his power. He has since begun carving the runes into his mechanical prosthetic though he's less than halfway done. His hat and cane, which were allowed to enter the pit with him due to not appearing to be magical. His cane, which is about four feet long, straight and black, is enchanted to turn into a pair of ornate longswords at his will. His hat functions as an infinite storage container. The severance of hi left arm and the subsequent loss of the sigils, all of the items previously contained within have dissipated.

History: Will be revealed, though it is known that he is a former member of the Order of The Serpent mages guild.
In The Pit 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
May I hop in, this is definitely my cup of tea@Aristocles?
Moved to Cs tab
I'm planning on making a Scottish character in the SFSG. Sounds cool.
I posted, my longest one yet. In which Edric has a dream.
For the first time in many years, Edric dreamed. He was inside that Tavern. The whole group was there, even people he'd have swore he'd never seen. Everyone was, if not smiling or laughing, content at the very least. Zook played a familiar tune on his lute. A man got up and began dancing in quite a silly fashion. He realized that the man was an older version of him. His "dancing" elicited a few hearty laughs and many chuckles. The Tavern was clean and smelled pleasantly of food and drink. Then the scene changed. He didn't know how he knew, but he was aware it was several days later. The Tavern was in ruins, what little still stood was in flames. Very few of the people from the previous scene were here, and he had a horrible feeling they were dead. He wasn't sure why their loss affected him so much, considering that he hadn't even seen half of them.
The only people now standing in the ruins were the red-clad spell caster, Edric's future self, the northern woman, Xav, and Alex. Alex was clutching at a gaping wound in his side and leaning heavily on Boldy. The Caster was hurling fireballs at unseen foes, and the Northerner was clutching her spear. Then the enemy charged, and he recognized them immediately. Inquisitioners. They dressed in Priestly garb but wielded a multitude of weapons. At their front was a man in Gold armor. He was the architect of the Inquisition, Bishop Falor. They charged and taverners didn't stand a chance. My older self charged to meet them, conjuring a multitude of blades which he seemingly controlled telekinetically. Edric knew for a fact he wasn't currently able to do that. They fought for awhile, but it was futile. Older Edric's blades lay on the ground as Falor held him in the air by his throat. He shoved his sword through Edric's abdomen, smiling at his cry of pain. Falor threw him to the ground so that he faced the other taverners. They were struck down one by one until only the wounded conjurer remained. Falor kneeled next to him and spoke.
"You couldn't save the order, what made you think you could save these people." The magician was silent. Falor scoffed and drove his blade downwards towards his head. Edric awoke before the blade touched his flesh. He gasped for air, as though he had been underwater. He looked around, finding himself on the balcony in a chair. His face was covered in blood but there was no wound. He would have to make a point to thank his healer later. But, memories of the dream came to him and he cried. Edric did not cry often, not even when the Order fell, so he certainly didn't know why he was sobbing into his hands now. He spoke softly to himself.
"How could I be so weak?" he wiped his eyes, resolving that he would not would not let his dream come true. He had already failed the Order, he would not fail this new group of friends. He smiled, liking the sound of that. He hadn't had people to call "friend" in quite awhile.
Excitedly awaiting the OOC
I'm pumped
@HushedWhispersNah, I'm out. I put way to much time into Edric to make another character. best of luck to you guys
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