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STATUS: Alright, no fetishes on main, and even if you aren't, and you see it, please report it to a mod rather than advertise it. Even if it's a joke. 13 hrs ago
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Alright, no fetishes on main, and even if you aren't, and you see it, please report it to a mod rather than advertise it. Even if it's a joke.
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Have I seen the Odyssey? Bro you odyssey deez pecs ( . Y . )
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So what part of keeping conflicts private do people not understand?
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COUNTER SPELL*
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Apologies for the disruption, please return to your smutty rps
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About Me
Name: Ben
Username: The one and only. Dare I say?
Age: 33
Ethnicity: Mixed
Sex: Male
Religion: Christian (Nondenominational)
Languages: English, Japanese (Semi-fluent & learning), I also know some Scots Gaelic, Quenyan (Elvish), and Miccosukee (My tribal tongue)
Relationship Status: Single (Though generally unavailable unless I find I really enjoy someone).
Current Projects/Freelance work
- I am a voice talent and script writer for Faerun History
- I have a much smaller personal Youtube channel that I use to make videos on various subjects. Only been making videos for 2 years, but it's growing!
- I'm the host of a Science Fiction & Fantasy Podcast where I interview authors of the genre.
Interests (Includes but is not limited to)
- Writing/Reading (Love writing and I own too many books)
- Video Games (Been a gamer for close to 23 years now)
- Working Out/Martial Arts (Wing Chun/Oyama Karate mostly. Some historical swordplay as well.)
- History (Military History is my specialty)
- Zoology
- Art (Mostly Illustrations. Used to be good. Am picking it back up)
- Voice Acting/Singing
- Tabletop Gaming (Started late in the game. Been at it for 3 years. I was the kid who bought the monster manuals and D&D books just for the lore for the longest time. I've played 3.5e, 5e, Star Wars D20, Edge of the Empire, PF, and PF2.)
- Weaponry of all kinds
- Anime (mostly action/shonen. DBZ & YYH being my favorites)
- Movies (Action/War/Drama films being my go-to)
- Music (Rock of all kinds, as well as historical folk songs, sea shanties, pub songs, a bit of classical music, etc)
- Guitar (am learning to play, but being left handed makes it challenging)
- There's more but if you care enough you can PM me :P
Roleplay F.A.Q.
- Fantasy, Sci Fi, and Historical are my genres. Fantasy being my favorite and Sci Fi/Historical being close seconds.
- Advanced / Nation / 1x1 / Casual (only in certain circumstances)
- I generally write at the 'Advanced Level' meaning 4+ Paragraphs with good grammar.
- I am usually busy with many projects and RPs, but if you wish to do a 1x1 with me, you'll need to present your case. Those I already do it with have my trust as a Roleplayer.
- I love many, many fictional universes so me trying to list them all is an effort in futility!
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Hello Grasshopper! I think you'll enjoy it here!
I love Inuyasha and Star Wars too^^
I love Inuyasha and Star Wars too^^
@A Tattooed Girl
That'd be awesome!
That'd be awesome!
I might be interested^^
*cracks knuckles* I'm ready
Dwarves are my favorite race in about any fantasy setting, but I'll refrain. If there was a Lizardman race in DA I'd be all over that too, but alas...
I love this period of history. Would this be a battle/War RP? Or a survival? Or cultural clash?
You're ok, my friend. I'll love the character interactions when we have them, but I'm a sucker for battles.
The battle roared around them as this new group of enemies surged forward like a wave. An arrow whizzed by Rannon's ear, sending small hairs on his head swaying. He didn't have time to think on such a close call as the Darkspawn advanced. Thankfully every other arrow was launched wide above the melee to come streaking down, cutting into the closing ranks of creatures.
He desperately wanted to charge forward, but he held his ground behind the fresh corpses of his foes, using them as a small obstacle to step over and trip up. He snapped his fingers for Gideon to step back, and his closest friend complied, panting as he trotted back. Rannon took a stance, calming his fury and keeping his sword out and level. Of course the Darkspawn fell for the small, basic strategy. Some bumped into each other and a few more fell to their knees. One did a running leap and impaled itself on Rannon's
outstretched and ready sword. He let the corpse slide down his blade, before dropping the sword point at the ground and kicking the body off. He'd need to clean the steel of the sword afterwards. If he lived, of course.
He looked to his left and right, at the Dwarf, and the Mabari of the same size on all fours. Nicollete was a small wisp of a thing, but he believed he caught her cloak swaying. Behind him he heard the wall advancing forward as well, and it bolstered his resolve and tired body. They began their bloody work, hacking down at the tripped foes before wading past them, Rannon at the fore, his tall form and huge sword in the air a fine rallying point.
They crashed into the Genlock Alphas with a clash of steel and the screams of the dying. Rannon cut down a Genlock Alpha through the pandemonium of combat, and suddenly felt a hot slash on his face. Through sheer instinct, he stabbed towards the pain and saw a Hurlock screech and fall dead. He couldn't take his hand off his sword and touch his face during the melee, but he felt hot blood running down his chin. A gleam of silver caused him to duck, and one wicked scimitar sliced over his head to bump into a Warden's shield. Rannon, still crouched from the move, unsheathed his long knife. He dropped his sword, and punched the Darkspawn in the stomach, doubling it over. He finished it off with a Knife to the thing's throat. They were getting too close, he realized. His sword was too big in such closed ranks to be effective.
In the din of battle he heard Gideon's baying. And it took a minute before the Darkspawn had been wittled down enough for him to draw his two hander again. He found Gideon ravaging the corpse of a Hurlock Alpha, a long and sloping gash along his hindquarters, but otherwise he was alright.
He desperately wanted to charge forward, but he held his ground behind the fresh corpses of his foes, using them as a small obstacle to step over and trip up. He snapped his fingers for Gideon to step back, and his closest friend complied, panting as he trotted back. Rannon took a stance, calming his fury and keeping his sword out and level. Of course the Darkspawn fell for the small, basic strategy. Some bumped into each other and a few more fell to their knees. One did a running leap and impaled itself on Rannon's
outstretched and ready sword. He let the corpse slide down his blade, before dropping the sword point at the ground and kicking the body off. He'd need to clean the steel of the sword afterwards. If he lived, of course.
He looked to his left and right, at the Dwarf, and the Mabari of the same size on all fours. Nicollete was a small wisp of a thing, but he believed he caught her cloak swaying. Behind him he heard the wall advancing forward as well, and it bolstered his resolve and tired body. They began their bloody work, hacking down at the tripped foes before wading past them, Rannon at the fore, his tall form and huge sword in the air a fine rallying point.
They crashed into the Genlock Alphas with a clash of steel and the screams of the dying. Rannon cut down a Genlock Alpha through the pandemonium of combat, and suddenly felt a hot slash on his face. Through sheer instinct, he stabbed towards the pain and saw a Hurlock screech and fall dead. He couldn't take his hand off his sword and touch his face during the melee, but he felt hot blood running down his chin. A gleam of silver caused him to duck, and one wicked scimitar sliced over his head to bump into a Warden's shield. Rannon, still crouched from the move, unsheathed his long knife. He dropped his sword, and punched the Darkspawn in the stomach, doubling it over. He finished it off with a Knife to the thing's throat. They were getting too close, he realized. His sword was too big in such closed ranks to be effective.
In the din of battle he heard Gideon's baying. And it took a minute before the Darkspawn had been wittled down enough for him to draw his two hander again. He found Gideon ravaging the corpse of a Hurlock Alpha, a long and sloping gash along his hindquarters, but otherwise he was alright.
I'm interested
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