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1 yr ago
Current Joined 11 years ago, and that's not counting the beforetimes, prior to the great deletion. Hopefully I'll be here to stay once more~
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8 yrs ago
*dusts myself off and looks around, awaking from a deep slumber* what have I missed? Much I am sure. Wellp, here we go!
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10 yrs ago
Wanting to run 1 rp, in another, and focused on 2 1x1 right now
11 yrs ago
Focused on one group RP, looking at two possible 1X1s
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11 yrs ago
so im back from vanishing again. ill do my best to stay no XD

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Hey there! I'm just a simple feline making use of a cellphone to create stories with others :D

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Apologies, been rather busy with both work and moving
Alice looked up to the offered hand and took it gladly as she felt the telltale tingle of magic restoring her windpipe and allowed her air one more. She lifted herself, allowing her lance to remain on the ground less she provoke an attack.
"I can stand. I thank you."
She looked over to where her name had been called. "Aye, tis I, general von schmitt. And I shall refrain from answering infill I can both recover enough to be comfortable and know of who you are."
Looking back to the one who offered a hand she added, "and I shall get my lance now if you wouldn't mind, need to clean it." After such she reached down to pick it up and pulled out a rag from a small bag on her hip to clean it.
Apologies, I tend to speed type on my fine and not check what my autocorrect does >//>
Alice did her best to avoid the beserkers grasp, but she wasn't able to move quick enough. She yanked her lance, tearing through what little flesh was left over his artery. She could feel the quickly chilling fingers closing on her throat, cutting off her breathing and attempting to snuff out her life. Without air her thought process was quickly slowing. She managed to figure out to bring her shield up and into his wrist, crushing it and loosening his fingers just enough to escape. Steping back she thrust one final time with her lance. Its end sprouted from the back of his skull with a sickening crunch, sliding out as he crumpled onto the ground. Alice herself fell to the ground as she tried to keep breathing through her almost crushed windpipe.
Bessemer will be dead relatively soon
The berserker's blood boiled in his veins as crazed eyes glared at his target, living only to skin the whore alive before violating her family and loved ones in an orgy of death and pain. Teeth gnashed against the open air, biting and snapping as clear fluid splattered forward as the frothing visage of terror howled for gore and agony. The muscles of the hefty man rolled and clenched with the shaking fury that possessed his hulking frame as the guillotine of his axe was raised again for another, earthsplitting strike.

It impacted with as much brutal force as the mountain-bound killer could muster, sliding off the shield a burst of sparks, even as the rest of the man pushed forward and dove for Alice's free hand, using the lack of space to his advantage as he prepared to simply crush the woman under his girth to incapacitate her so that he and his men could kill her at their leisure later.

Unfortunately the beserker managed to knock Alice's axe out of her hand as he slammed into her, driving the wind out of her lungs. As prepared as she was, she hadn't expected him to be quite so heavy. She wasn't going to let that stop her however. Alice threw a punch square into the mans nose as she pushed against him, a loud sickening crunch evident of her gauntlet succeeding its goal.

"You.. Will.. Not move.. Me.." Alice grunted, the weight of the beserker weighing down on her. Without her axe, and without the ability to grab her spear, she couldn't kill him.
so instead she just decided to cause some pain. With as much force as she could muster she heaved the brute away from her. He merely stumbled back a step, confused that she had not simply been crushed flat beneath him, and found himself being punched with a shield. He roared as bloody teeth fell from his mouth as Alice quickly grabbed her spear once more. Alice took aim and took a stab at his throat, with a yell of "YOU DIE HERE!", thrust forward, exposing herself more then she should have.
I don't know how I missed it :/ I'll throw a post up after I shower 0: sorry ><
Well I saw that the Beserker had another bit coming 0:

I might take him over again to move things along .3.
-falls asleep against lance-
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-leans against lance and yawns-
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