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6 days ago
Current This week I am both moving, and am somewhat sick, so there shall be delays on posts. Apologies!
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18 days ago
Making out for a few minutes solves many problems
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19 days ago
Finally home and will post for my partners asap!
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20 days ago
I started ATLA late, around Covid. But I love the first series and think TLoK is pretty good despite some problems
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21 days ago
I never notice someone's post count until I see (ignore post count) and then I totally look at it, out of habit and curiosity.
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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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I’ll throw my interest in!


Expect posts this week folks.

Also

Ok, this weekend I am going on a camping trip with my dad and little brother. I guess we want to get out of all 3 of our respective homes. My point is, if you haven't posted by the time I get back to civilization, I'll consider you no longer being interested in the roleplay. Lumi and Romero are exempt because they have since replied to my latest updates.


@Gunther I guess you did not see my notice here. Was there anything extenuating keeping you from posting (because I trust you if you say so). It was around 20+ days that you didn't post, my friend.
"Ma'am," He acknowledged when she spoke his name correctly, giving a curt salute with one hand whilst the other held his powered down lasgun. This wasn't exactly a planet at war, but he intended to carry his weapon on hand at all opportunities where he was not one hundred percent certain he wouldn't have to deal with an adversary, or if a commanding officer told him to put it away of course. The rebellion on the world was cropping up in unexpected places. Why would the capital be exempt from such dangers?

"I can, Commisar. I learned how on my last drop." He informed her, letting her lead the way so as to know exactly which car they were going to take. Despite the million worlds under the Imperium's control, there was not a lot of variation when it came to civilian or non-combat vehicles. It was a good thing, else they would need to hitch a ride on one of the Chimeras, assuming any of them were going that direction. Briefly he wondered if he knew where to go, but an image of the sanctum popped into his head and he recalled having been by there two weeks ago with his squadron on a patrol detail.

Stepping out into the sunlight, the wind was recognizably cool on their skin. Zeb had grown up on Gudrun with obviously moderate temperatures, but after Lorn V and the wintry assault his regiment had fought he knew he would never complain about being 'too cold' again. As if by divine credence, a ground vehicle was waiting for them at the curb. An open-air four wheeler with ample space in the back for supplies and munitions. Zeb set his lasgun in the backseat just behind him, right in easy reach.

The car cranked, thrumming beautifully. Guardsman Conners was no stranger to engines, having learned how to fix ground cars a full decade before he learned how to drive one from his father. Not that it was what he wanted to do with his life. All he wanted to do was rise above the lowly station of his family and find meaning in something; the idealistic notions of an idiot kid. Joining the PDF was his genius solution, but after graduating basic training with flying colors, the Emperor saw fit to place him and twelve thousand other 'exemplary' recruits as the planetary tithe to the Imperial Guard.

The Commissar leaped onto the seat next to him and he pulled the car out to turn into the main street. He fixed his rearview mirror to suddenly see the sergeant he had hit glaring at him from across the way. Zebulon smirked, placing his left hand behind the outer car door and giving the finger so the Commissar wouldn't notice. Katiya cleared her throat, and though it was likely exactly that, he decided to take no chances.

"The Palace, right. It's what you'd expect from any Governor's palace, ma'am, or at least what I'd expect. Large, pretty, a lot of rooms used for nothing important." They exited out of the outerwall of the Capital in short order, the military 'occupation' forces and bases were at the edge of the important settlement to be the first line of defense in case any of the heretics or rebels grew the balls to go assail the walls. "I saw many cartel members. I'd be the last person to know anything of the politics of the planet, but the senate chamber had a lot of yelling when I passed it. I think the governess is worried about her position if the rebellion continues or if any of the cartel owners gets any heretical ideas. But the palace itself seems stocked, protected, and there were plenty of gun batteries on the inner curtain wall."

No one would ever claim Zeb was verbose, but any sane guardsman was a little wary when speaking freely around a commissar when asked a very broad question.

The road was bumpy, left with a bit of weathering from the lack of maintenance the past year. Lush grasslands spread outward around them and small copses of trees dotted the landscape until the ground grew into mountains not three kilometers away. "And before you hear it from someone else, I... hit a sergeant who wouldn't let me apprehend his men under your orders. I wanted to say it in case you got a report and didn't know the context of the fight, ma'am."
@Penny
“You will put me through to him, and now,” Katiya all but snarled at the tech priest on the other end of the vox link.

“The Omnissiah has provided no vox links commissar,” the synthesised mechanical voice of the tech priest replied, sounding calm even if its owner wasn’t. Katiya resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose in frustration.


Don't you hate it when you call customer service and you can't get past the machine?
Welcome to the site!
@Duck He is accepted, and yeah he wouldn't work for that Dwarf. Let's just say you're ion the tavern as a patron and have been listening in on Saskia and Cillian's convo and you're wondering if Saskia has info that can help locate your tomb.

I'll get a post in either tomorrow or Monday!

Hey, I know it's a stress week for a lot of people so you can take your time if you're busy or stressed. Just saying you post when you want to :)
I'm failing miserably, I've had no time since Halloween and have only written 3 words
you got a month bud. Don’t worry

@POOHEAD189 With Duck changing characters, should I treat Sylvaine as an NPC, or let her fade into the background? I mainly ask because she owes Cillian some coin! Coin that could come in handy for paying a certain elf.


I’ll have her fade into the background, but consider your character that much richer bc before she left she paid you back!
The tavern halted.

The low music and the clinking of glass were the only sounds that graced the room after Cillian had spoken. It seemed his story and way with words left the room in rapt-fascination, and to anyone it would have been comical to look at the two patrons that he was speaking to. Calvin had wide eyes, looking to and fro between Cillian and Saskia to see what his companion thought. For her part, Saskia looked equal parts impressed, dumbfounded, and a little weirded out.

"Um..." She began.

"No, not me." Calvin said, waving his hands and shaking his head. "I'm just a city boy."

"I've been there." Saskia nodded, clearing her throat. "Not for very long, but I've had to travel through there once with a caravan. Ran into a few beasts that I'd rather not run into again. Were you wanting to know what lies west of here? I could regaile you myself but..." She raised an eyebrow, a hand with tantilizing fingers curling toward's Cillian. "my memory is a little fuzzy...maybe a silver Lordling could listen my lips?"

"Two silver lordlings?" Calvin piped in with a wink. Saskia elbowed him gently, but not too gently. She glared at him. "I have the information, I'm the one getting a lordling. He's a smart man, yes?" Her last sentence had her looking back at him, lips curved into a smile. "Information is my trade. I may lie, but never when I do business."


@Romero
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