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3 mos ago
Current As a GM, I hate all my players in particular
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7 mos ago
joining the war on smoking, on the side of smoking
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8 mos ago
as a patreon reward I will read your least favorite person's handmade custom tabletop RPG homebrew and ask them why they didn't just run it in 5e instead
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10 mos ago
I started RP before double digit age but you couldn't have gotten an admission I was under 18 under threat of death. Kids just casually admiting it online now is wild.
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12 mos ago
the whole subway's mine for the slammin'
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Sorry I haven't been around lately. Came down with the flu the day before I had a test and two quizzes. -.- Working on post now.
Flu. Test and two quizzes today. Kill me.
Fion screamed. Pain ran through his entire body as he felt the black forms sink their teeth into him, and he was unable to even move enough to try and shake them off. He howled out in rage, shoving mana down his right arm and through the sword he held in his hand to try to conjure something, anything that would repel these monsters and break him free, but the black creatures almost seemed to sense the mana flowing through his arm and immediately shifted their focus to it. Every single monster began to gnaw on his right arm, and Fion began to feel the pain overwhelm him as he began to be unable to feel his arm anymore. Gritting his teeth, he shoved even more mana through what remained of his arm and managed to conjure wind blades swirling around him, slicing up the creatures attacking his arm.

But in his pain-stricken state, Fion had lacked the control to ensure that his own spell wouldn't harm him, As a result, his own wind spell sliced off his right arm completely at the shoulder. Numb with shock, Fion could only stand, imprisoned in the mound as his vision began to black out.

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Fion stood on a white plain that stretched for as far as he could see. A black sky loomed above, darker than any night that he'd seen before. Looking down at his shoulder, he frowned upon seeing that his right arm truly was gone. So that was it, then. He had chopped off his own arm like a fool. But looking forward, he realized that there were bigger problems at hand. Namely, the little girl that had been appearing in his recent dreams was standing right in front of him. At this point, Fion was rather unsurprised that the bloody girl had shown up in what was probably an unconscious delusion again. Sighing, he decided he might as well pass the time until he woke up by speaking to the figure.

"So...what do you want?"
TwilightDragon said
Um, sure! But it'll have to be in PMs because I have to internet and I can't use my laptop and my phone doesn't let me type in the collab site.


Mmmkay.
Leidenschaft said
and caves, and is a racist against Altmer, killed Cub's best friend... Welcome to VotD, where every character is a sociopath with terrible upbringing.


True that. Hralvar's probably the douchiest Nord in the RP currently, given that I had planned for his first reaction to meeting Vurwe (rip in peace) would be to pointedly look at the others and ask why the midget Thalmor wasn't dead yet.
Btw, Twi, you up for doing a collab with Darrian and Lantus any time soon? I'll finally have time to do things by tomorrow.
At least Nui's still alive and filled with armless RESOLVE. As a Nuifag, I've accepted her death from the beginning.
Short post up because Firefox had a spasm and crashed, taking away all my hard-worked writing again. Too irritated to type it all up.
As Laius spoke again, Alicia raised an eyebrow, surprised that the man was still trying to flirt with her. Didn't he have better things to do than try to hit on a disgraced third-born noblewoman that was being hunted down by her own country? Surely, the prince had plenty of nobles in his own nation to try to bed. Regardless, she supposed she might as well humor the man. If he was headed for Regna Ferox as well, it would only make sense to join up with him.

"In that case, would you care to join our party, Prince Laius?" Alicia smiled, not particularly enthused or bothered by the man flirting with her and Lumara. He hadn't said anything particularly lewd or unpleasant yet, so the constant flirting didn't really affect her much. Still, the prince seemed to be a powerful mage, considering the skirmish in the capital, and it wouldn't hurt to have another skilled fighter along for the journey.
Soz, I've been kinda dead recently. Too much shit on my backlog. Will get on it soon.
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