POOHEAD189

The Sunday Group

Now I'M starting to get suspicious

The Sunday Group

...maybe I should reconsider then

Memorable Things Of RPG

How dare you expose me.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 2 (Completed)

I'mma miss that guy. He made sure I had a living and didn't need to sell my body to make a purse.

The Sunday Group

Since I posted right before the DM, I'll wait until one more person gives a post^^

Oh hi there!

I know it's late, but welcome!

Grim Galaxy: Shots and Chances

Neil hit the bar hard, holding the gun Sayeeda tossed him. It wasn't his usual firearm, just your average handgun, but it was better than nothing. He couldn't have seen what he just saw. It was impossible. He must have gotten brain matter in his eye or something. His face was covered with blood and bits of Yria. "Stay down, let me check something." he yelled to the Captain, and got to his feet in a crouch, before slowly lifting his head. As he did so, through the myriad of gunshots he heard three consecutive 'booms', as if a small cannon was being discharged.

The scoundrel poked his head over the counter to see over a dozen dead patrons and Gnorlaac guards limp and lifeless, strew across broken tables. Seven guards, a group of four to the north and a group of three facing their adversary were still alive. It was an opponent that was difficult to see, as if light blended around him and cloaked his considerable bulk. One of the guards fired at the near-hidden enemy, only to be suddenly lifted off his feet, and with a quick jerk his entire spine was shattered. "Better make that six." Neil said to himself.

The hail of lasers and bullets flying about hit something vital on the enemy's armor, and the cloaking device dissipated to reveal a Hexanagallion of ferocious proportions. It moved with the grace of a hunting cat, though it had the bulk of a bull and the armament of a light tank. Its ripper gun shot 11 millimeter long shards of durasteel shrapnel, collected in iron bullets that tore through men and most personnel armor. It shot through two barrels, tearing through every enemy in sight whilst it simply stepped on the closest foe, its sauren-like claws digging into their chest. But that wasn't the terrifying part.

The terrifying part was that Neil recognized this Hex. He dropped back down and hugged the wall, his face speaking volumes. "Wha-" Sayeeda began, but she was interrupted by shouting coming from deeper within the Cantina. "Never thought I'd be glad to hear more gangers coming our way." Neil said, and he grabbed Junebug's hand. "Follow me," he told her, both staying crouched as they moved around the circular bar to the other side. Once they got to the otherside, Neil hugged the next wall and clung to his gun like a lifeline. "Saxon is acting crazy, I think seeing me made him go blood-drunk because usually he's far more subtle."

Neil peaked out again and saw a man get tossed across the Cantina with inhuman strength, followed closely by the near impossible speed of the pouncing Hexa, breaking bones and tearing through the last remaining guards with finesse using Xarconian wrist blades. "We have to get to the back door. Now!" They began to bear crawl, moving past scantily clad dancers and drunk patrons huddled under their tables. The music was luckily still going. As they made it to the door, a roar reverberated off the walls, echoing Neil's surname before the door slid shut behind them. They were now in a deadend alleyway.

Neil wiped the sweat off his brow, slumped. "How is he still alive? Jesus Christ."
@Penny

ROME: In Flammas Imperii (dead)

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If Poohead is in, I'm in.

@Gunther

I'm sorry to say my friend, but back when the interest was gained, my schedule could not match my passion and I had to let it go unfortunately.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

I've been trying to figure out what would be a reasonable thing to post next, but have not come to a true conclusion so far. This might very well be attributed to my week-long utter lack of enthusiasm for RPing. I don't know how this will develop, but for the meantime I'd like to ask for a one-time skip this posting round for me so I don't keep blocking you.

@Fetzen

I will allow it, my friend.

Give Me Your Favorite Quote(s).

Nemo vir est qui mundum non reddat meliorem?
(What man is a man, who does not make the world better?)

"If we wait until we are ready we will be waiting for the rest of our lives."

"Whoever delights in solitude is either a wild beast or a God"

"Just because you have the right, does not mean it is what is right."