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7 mos ago
Current I haaate my joooob, (I hate myyy joooob), 'cause it sucks the spirit outta meeeeee.
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8 mos ago
Quit my job after 6 years to go into a whole new line of work. Scary stuff, scarier than any horror film.
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9 mos ago
I'm sure there's a lotta "The kids are distracted with their new toys, come to the bedroom" scenarios on Christmas day. That or just gifts of intimacy that come only on Christmas and Brithdays
9 mos ago
I've recently been playing the Huns in Barbarian Invasion! First time really properly playing that game or even a non-roman faction after hundreds of hours
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12 mos ago
Literally everyone cancelled on my 4th of July party. Ffs.
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@Tyki@Claw2k11@Tominas@supertinyking@Overlord Thraka@Rex

@Metronome?

Are you guys okay with this RP having its own Discord Server, so that we can keep enthusiasm alive while waiting for new player and GM posts?


Eh sure. Wynaut.
@antarctic termite

Sorry, was really tired and must've missed that. Will edit or roll with whatever you've posted my now. Again, so sorry

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@lmpkio @antarctic termite
Mergoux stares in horror at Smudge.
"You... you tore is brain out?!"
Her shock and revulsion is shown properly due to her lack of helmet/

Her anger wells up at the gruesome scene. If this creature ate human brains like this, then she had to be stopped be for someone else got hurt. Someone living.
Mergoux draws her crossbow and aims it at the creature.
"Hold it right there!"
@LMPKIO @antarctic termite

Mergoux glowers at Nebulius, furious about her identity being revealed, as it's one of her most guarded secrets that she keeps hidden from virtually everyone.
"...I'm a Half-Elf..."
She takes off her helmet and sighs as it does tend to hurt her ears, wearing it like she does. She's moderately pretty, but her face is marred by a scar leading from under her left eye to her jawline, and her expression seems to be a permanent frown.
She massages the tips of her ears which are slightly red from irritation and frowns down at Smudge.
"So. What'll we do with this one?"
@sophrus
Tiaz nods, thinking back to when he passed the fort by a few nights ago, knowing that he would be unable to find shelter there.
"Yes I know if it, you propose to assault this fortress? With only your creatures? I would be impressed by such a feat"
He nods, seeming to muse things over.
"Hm... We would need a way in. Assault them with all the undead you wish, but they will be useless against the walls of that castle. Thick stone is more than a match for zombies and skeletons, unless..."
He grins maniacally as a thought crosses him.
"We take the town first.. .that might give us the bodies we'd need to take the castle."

@LMPKIO @JaceBeleren
Mergoux slumps to the ground, still panting and gasping from being choked. Her helmet lies several feet away from her, and the great number of piercings in her elven ears sparkle in the light. She groans and picks herself up, then realizes her lack of head-covering and snatches up her helmet. She rams it back onto her skull and spits at the demon as it vanishes.
She then turns to Nebulius.
"...Guess I owe you then... that thing would have killed me or worse... Thanks..." she says reluctantly.
@letmehaveone2 @conscripts
Jirah stares at Ethor.
"D-dead? What do you m-mean dead!?"

@alisdragon911
Gharn shrugs as he eats
"I did, but... I had to leave... so I started wandering, and eventually I wound up here. This is good rabbit! Thank you for sharing!"
He quickly changes the subject, obviously not wanting to talk about his past
@letmehaveone2
Gharn shakes his head
"No, I'm afraid I don't know anyone who goes by that name. Get rid of you? What do you mean?"
@Letter Bee

I did a bit better than a one liner I hope. That'll have to do until I get the drive to really get back into it

To anyone else, I suppose it's fine if you follow Merg, as she's rather conspicuous, just can't promise that if you try and interact with her I'll be replying so soon.
Mergoux takes the momentary distraction to escape. She rolled to the side, maintaining a grip on her sword, despite her bound hands. She awkwardly uses it to slash away the ropes binding her ankles, the holding the hilt in her teeth, she runs the ropes on her wrists against the razor sharp edge until it too breaks. She then abandon's her crossbow and get's going while the going's good. She sprints to the edge of the roof and does a Bourne-esque jump across the alley below her, crashing through a window on the opposite building. From there, she shakes the glass from her hair and makes her way down to street level, knocking out any guards or people as needed on her way down the building.

Once on the street she ducks low, and tries to blend into the crowd rushing away from the marketplace.
"What the hell was that guy?" she mutter to herself as she walks quickly. After a while she comes to her abode, a tiny apartment in a the city's poorest neighborhood. She enters the building to find a man rummaging through her belongings, searching for coins.
After leaving him in the street with no teeth and a broken nose she makes herself a meager meal, double checks the locks on her door and two windows and goes into a fitful sleep, plagued with nightmares brought on by thoughts of slavery.
Sorry, just had a lack of will to post in this recently. I'll try and rig something up tonight, no promises on quality though as I'm tired
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