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9 yrs ago
Current Just because you "fight a good fight" doesn't mean you didn't do horrible things.
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9 yrs ago
Not feeling too great everyone. Sorry if you're waiting on me.
10 yrs ago
I'm sorry for anyone who was waiting for me. Some real life stuff happened, but for now things seem calm. I'll try to post in my RP's ASAP.

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I suppose this wouldn't be a bad time to say that I'd be willing to make said medic? Of course I'd need to talk to Vash about some of the things about the character.
Are you guys still accepting players?
Good god Cypher, you just couldn't resist could you?
Posted. Sorry that I've been gone for a while, I hope this place isn't dead...
Ada saw a large orc and a smaller human girl. She sort of recognized the human as the girl who sold cabbages and liked to try to hang around Ada unnoticed. For the most part Ada didn't care so long as she wasn't causing trouble, but she was now glad to see her. Mostly because she had a rather big orc for a friend. Ada's own opinion of orcs weren't the greatest, but now was not the time to linger on petty grudges. "Hey kiddo. I guess I ought to be glad to see a friendly face in these neck of the woods." Ada smiled a little, but not out of happiness. It was a fake smile, one she made to tell herself that things were going to be alright. As the girl, Haven, led her back to her friend, Ada wondered what she would need to do once they hit the city. No doubt she'd need to resupply, but she lost all her money at the village. She could always try to make more knives, but for that she needed metal, and to get that she needed money. Or to steal it.

Once Ada and Haven got back to the orc, the dwarven woman gave the green hulk a short glare. She was only going to come along out of necessity. "Name's Ada. I hope you know the way out of here, cause I'm not a native to the area."
Mei silently nodded her head as the Esyire, Ssarak Dyreackthanose, accepted her help. It took her days to get this right, but for now she'll just show him what he needed to do for the moment. "Take a seat. Close your eyes, and first make a mental image of yourself..."

A few minutes passed as Mei explained the method to Ssarak as quickly as she could, and without all the philosophical ideals that came with it. Even that bored her. Looking back at the dinning hall, it was starting to become more quiet as she could hear the music from within, even from the outside. "I believe it's time for the demonstration. I hope that what I've taught you is helpful. If you ever need any help, please, come and find me." Mei stood up and dusted the dirt off her legs before waving goodbye to ssarak. Than she went back into the Dinning hall, feeling a accomplished for making at least one more friend.
It seemed that Mei's plan worked, because the Esyire bowed to her and thanked her for her efforts. "I-it was nothing. I wasn't even sure if it would work... But I'm glad that it worked out." He than began to explain a bit about what happened, that he was able to read the others of others. Problem was, he began to read everyone's thoughts, and not always when he wanted to. He imagined that would be troublesome. "Oh my. That... I have no words for that. I hope that doesn't happen too often... Oh yes!" Mei bowed her head furiously towards the Esyire. "I apologize, in all the rush I haven't even introduced myself! My name is Meirin Kurenai. I noticed that you seemed in pain and wanted to help, though I never imagined it would be for something like this." Mei eventually stopped bowing but was not at a lost with words. She was glad that the esyire was no longer in pain, but would taking him back to the dinning hall be a good idea? What if he ended up reading everyone's thoughts again? Meirin had one idea how to possible stop it, but mostly because it was how she handled her nightmares. She can't be sure it'll work for him and his magic. Perhaps she'll be lucky again. "Um... I'm no psychomancer, but back where I grew up from, there was a method we used when we needed to clear our minds of all other thoughts, even our own. I do not know if it'll work for you, but I'm willing to try... If you are."
Like Reaper said, you're grasping at straws here Cypher. You talk a lot about our bad sides, but are you even aware of your own? Or even care about all the good we've done? You're like your father, does nothing but point out the flaws in you, and cares nothing about any of your accomplishments. For all your attempts to "Be yourself", you're nothing but a chip off the old block. Look deep inside yourself Cypher, and try to remember why you even bothered to begin fighting in the first place. Cause now it seems like the only reason you do is because of all the sacrifices you had to make just to get there. Is it really worth all the continued pain and suffering, just to justify the things you've done?

But that's the end of my rant. Now I wait for Elite or someone to post.
Lucius Cypher said
YOU TREAD UPON DEATH CHARLATAN! Who are you to decry my rule? You are nothing compared to the might of my reign of order and freedom!


What reign? This place is a mess with chaotic gibberish and nonsense, most which from you. You claim to control order, but either that is a lie or you just suck at it, because this place is a bigger mess than your home life.
Goddammit Cypher. No one has any faith in you. The only people who "follow" is an impressionable girl and the Scottish shrubbery. You're a small dog with more bark than the tree.
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