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Current I need an AI generated RP partner.
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4 yrs ago
"Oh! Ofcourse!" Famous last words.
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Pixar films can change your life.
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Only a rp can turn 4 days into 4 years
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A little about myself and why Im here. Im an adult mid twenties with a serious addiction to fantasy stories and art, metaphysics and dimensions. Plus history and politics. My stories rarely involve fairy dust and rainbows. I aim to reflect the deepest and rawest parts of humanity into my work. Then have it reflect back to others.

Check out my album on here with my sketches.

I have a roleplay called Ascension.
A tale of 7 bloodlines. 5 elements combine with Dragons & Seraphim. Mix them as you will. Then explore and create in a changing world. I've out years of thought into this roleplay. If you're looking for a high fantasy with a active GM. If you love long term roleplays, ones where characters grow old and die. Here you go. roleplayerguild.com/topics/171791-asc…

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I have a question. Is there a BLS character yet made?
Thinking of a character. I'd like to see more characters from others before I decide.
@Doc Doctor
As Auz was fast and carried a lighter weapon he himself knew little of Magnixx's maximum strength. His blade was wielded by him for many years and before his days as it's wielded he trained to one day wield it. Able to carry it with one hand and swift enough to block a thrown dagger. His simple drop of his blade could only considered a chop, but one that could not be completed. For as the blade dropped to meet Auz's skull which was the closest thing to him when in range Auz himself moved to avoid it, predictably. Magnixx could see full well Auz's blade coming down due for he distance and it's length needed to reach his arms. He with all of his urgency swung his blade toward Auz's. Knees bending with a twist of his back foot on the stone bridge surface. Given the close range and length of their blades Magnixx could narrowly clash blades with Auz. Though the closeness disallowed Magnixx swing with all of his might he could still make a warriors weapon useless after clashing with him. If the blade was made of common materials.
So quite a few missing from the role call. >_>

New member search?
I have interest
@Doc Doctor
Magnixx watched Auz as a warrior would for an formidable opponent. His blade was pointed up but leaned forward a bit. With two hands on the blade Mgnixx and his momentum having yet to entirely stop he still slid forward. His toes dug into the stone as best it could however. Auz was within range and Magnixx knew the length of his own blade well. With it being pointed upward it did not reach its 6 foot radius and did not threaten to skewer Auz on his frontal assault immediately. But as Auz came in Magnixx lowered the blade with a simple downward slash like a simple dice of a tomato, his blade not going very far down just enough to come down on Auz's head alone.
Taking a mere bath with no servants to wash his backside was not enjoyable. He grimaced with a fist plotting against his chin and his elbow on the edge of the bath ridge. It was with a displeased slant of his eyes that he noticed the mold on the walls that was forming. He felt he remembered this. Bathing in what he could find and making the most of it. It was far before his time as King. It was when he was being raised up and trained with other soldiers. What was once a thin lad was now a hulking man. Or so many told him. He recalled what he did when presented with only a body of water.

Hisame's arrival perked his head up. He watched as her feet paused by the door. Disappointment aired his mood when she turned to leave. She was not as adventurous to gander at him when in the bath. A moment countless women chose not to forego. "Then wine we will have. Enough to fill our hearts!" He sat back in the bath as He spoke this ending it with a hearty chuckle. He began to breathe deeply and focused a orb of flame miniscule in size to arrive within the water. It boiled instantly and the water began to steam from being heated up rapidly. It overflowed quite a bit more before settling into a warm most the escaped the room. His body could handle the intense heat all dirt and germs on his body could not. So he emerged from the bath soaked yet clean. His protective wear was picked up but the only thing he placed on was his dark red trousers that were sewn with care with a fine texture.

He planted heavy foot after heavy foot as he casually strolled down the hall. With no towel available he merely walked while still damp. He shook violently to throw many beads of water off before coming to a door With a ribbon on it. He sniffed the air to find the similar fragrance he found from a woman to be near. Though Hisame was a fair woman she did not bathe as he did so as a result she filled the air with the smell of delicate flesh. Magnixx found this tolerable despite the hint of of sweat from activity he sensed from Hisame. Was it that much work to find the wine? He did little pondering however. If she was nervous she hid it well. While disatisfying he knew he could not choose a better candidate to forget the bloodshed and his doomed fate.

"It appears that I have found the room. And perhaps I grow more accustomed to their doors. Wood is so... weak." He said as the knob gently turned to let himself in. He did not make a uneven sound beneath his feet as he gently strolled in. Eyes set on observing the mysterious woman and her mood setting decor.
@FallenTrinity

Ah ok. Well they'll get the message. Roll call and such.

Posted again for my bonus stuff. Going to add NPC stuff now to front page
Calamity was approached by two Fotian soldiers. However only one came within a few meters of her to speak. He removed his helmet with a simple unstrapping of a leather belt bellow his chin. The dragon helmet he had was carried under his left arm. Doing this helmet removal revealed his face in the dim lighting of the full moon sky. He had a square jaw from many years of working as a soldier. He was not old but was surely not young. His hair was short but was twisted in multiple directions from it's curly texture. A single long strand went down his left cheek and stopped to his chin and had a gold ring on it holding the strand together. His eyes were a light brown but were simply dark brown in the moonlight. "It is unsafe for a pretty lady to be alone at night. Though the sun will be up soon it's best you headed inside for the remainder. If you're looking for a place I might be able to accommodate you." He raised a brow to her claws and wings that sat on her in contrast to her fair flesh. A chuckle could be heard from the soldier not too far away as he attempted to look as if he was patrolling rather than ease dropping.

"What do you say to a good drink and a warm meal tonight. I might look this way but I can treat a woman." He smiled confidently but could not make out her intrigue in his armor. He instead confused the look for interest. Or even if not an Fotian mans drive was not kept at bay so easily.

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"Very well.." The large bag of bones that walked as a several meters tall man moved to the side and waved a long arm to gesture a allowance of Castiels proceeding through the feral grounds. "Welcome then.. to the new kingdom of our Lord." As the mist faded a stone pillar of bones and dirt was visibly seen erecting from a mass of even more bones. Armor and weapons later scattered around from countless failed conquests of these feral grounds. A large serpent moved it's way from beneath the bones and slithered within the massive castle of bones. White blue and red lights could be seen trailing around the surface of the castle like spirits searching for a home. The wind was picking up now with a cold wind from afar declaring that if one would go further a whole different world awaited them ahead. A cold one.

@Ayame

A crash of flesh against gravel stone and bending it to it's will by brute force and the quake of the stones surrounding it echoed through the mountain side. With constant thrashing the figure of a large being rose from the cliff edge to rise to his feet, fearless to the endless drop bellow him. He only looked up. His face shadowed by the darkness of the night and the moons graceful light was beyond his reach on the top of the mountain. Or so It was for now. Another crash and he planted a hand into the rocks and with synchronized repetition he brought foot to rock and hand to edge to lift himself up and continue a swift rise up the mountain side. The winds howled as he did so with all their might to force him down. But he pressed onward. Soon though he made rest on a cliff ledge with a cave. He made a fire within and sat with legs crossed while chewing on the bones of his finished meal. The winds howled... It was soothing despite its ferocity. The cackle of flames met the winds in a dance before him and he found himself clapping lightly to a tune I his mind. Thoughts of domestic life, home and a warm dance was in his head. It was time to sleep till morning. So he rolled himself within a furry skin and layed next to the fire. It was only a half an hour when he heard the wind shift from it's constant howl to a whistle. Then he felt as his flames moved to accommodate a presence drifting it's dance partner the wind from it's usual rhythm.

A blade came down but it only met earth as it's intended target rolled out if the way. Suddenly the furred blanket was tossed in the air and threatened to cover whomever wielded the dagger. With A swatting hand it was pushed aside and went to the cliff ledge outside the small cave entrance. A fist met the dagger wielder immediately after he deflected the blanket. A fist that roared upon impact with flames that left smoke trails behind as the man was sent flying out of the cave an off the edge of the cliff. A heavy breath could be heard before a center was refund through balancing himself to a stiff stance. "Even to reach this far...? It can't be." Looking out the cave with a fireball I his right palm for illumination he witnessed black thin silhouettes like cloaks flying in the sky converging on him. Black serpent like dragons with riders wearing the dark cultists accessories of death and brutality. They leaped from their beasts to meet the cliff side and caught on with claws and tools and ropes. Some even flew toward him as they could remain airborne in these high winds. "You wish to taste My flame?" His fireball was tossed from his hand like a pebble and ignited one of the flying beasts, its rider falling off. He summoned another fireball and grasped it with both hands. They ignited as flames roared from his palms and around his entire fists. "My quest does not end here. I have no choice but to lay down my all in this." With that said He leaped from the cliff edge much to the surprise of his many foes. With A step he lifted himself midair as flames ejected from his foot in powerful bursts with each charging step of his. He planted a kick to a cultists side before it could react and tossed a small orb of fire at another. His fist turned another to ash right after. That side of the mountain was falling apart when he wss complete and he escaped the eventual fall of boulders to the ground below the mountain. He pressed upward and finally reached a cliff side that led to no others. Where The snow fell and his body was coated with layers of slush and ice. He seemed unaffected by it however and merely shook it off periodically as he marched through thick snow at a slow pace toward the Temple of Knowledge Seekers.

"Ah.. at last."

His appearance did not look the part of a mountain climber. Let alone a snow mountain.
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