I thought you were gonna take control of the whole event, not just the first encounter bro.
Searat
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STATUS: Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting? 7 yrs ago
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Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting?
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Pizza is a main course, but is also a pie. Therefore, I can eat pizza as my meal and have another pizza as my dessert.
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When I need a left sock, there is none. When I don't need one, there is a surplus. I think the world is toying with me.
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Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
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Eating a stick of butter is not as fun as it sounds to be.
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Bio
I am Searat
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.
My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)
As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.
Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.
My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)
As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.
Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.
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@HamakazeKai @Cuddles 1438
The young man nods, accepting the answer of Bailey. "True. True." Bailey then takes her laser weapon, an AER-9 model laser rifle and that causes Emil's eyes to widen in relative shock. The gun itself had barely any dents, scratches, nor bits of grime or rust marring its stainless steel case like the other laser rifles Emil had seen in his travels. Hell, its energy capacitor looks brand spanking new. "That's quite the AER-9 you got there, Bailey. Never seen anything like its kind in my years...where'd you get something as good as that?"
The young man nods, accepting the answer of Bailey. "True. True." Bailey then takes her laser weapon, an AER-9 model laser rifle and that causes Emil's eyes to widen in relative shock. The gun itself had barely any dents, scratches, nor bits of grime or rust marring its stainless steel case like the other laser rifles Emil had seen in his travels. Hell, its energy capacitor looks brand spanking new. "That's quite the AER-9 you got there, Bailey. Never seen anything like its kind in my years...where'd you get something as good as that?"
Hows everyone's posts going along?
Any news if we going to progress? @Aristocles @Jangel13
@Guy0fV4lor @Kazemitsu
After a brief moment of contemplating Ed made a resolve. 'I'm not.' He looks away from his reflection and upwards to the ceiling. 'I am me.' He feels a sense of pride and solace inside of him well up. 'The very same Edward dwells within this body!' He stands on his hind legs. 'And. I. Am. No. Monster.' He remembers the pixie he had spared earlier; Ed had willingly resisted the beastly instincts that made him want to kill the pixie. The sight of the pixie would assure Ed that he was still himself and not some wild monster he could not reign in.
He turns to see the still living pixie. The pixie in question was then promptly crushed and absorbed by a seemingly random rapidly rolling rouge colored slime.
Ed stood frozen in shock of the sight, jaw dropped in disbelief.
After a brief moment of contemplating Ed made a resolve. 'I'm not.' He looks away from his reflection and upwards to the ceiling. 'I am me.' He feels a sense of pride and solace inside of him well up. 'The very same Edward dwells within this body!' He stands on his hind legs. 'And. I. Am. No. Monster.' He remembers the pixie he had spared earlier; Ed had willingly resisted the beastly instincts that made him want to kill the pixie. The sight of the pixie would assure Ed that he was still himself and not some wild monster he could not reign in.
He turns to see the still living pixie. The pixie in question was then promptly crushed and absorbed by a seemingly random rapidly rolling rouge colored slime.
Ed stood frozen in shock of the sight, jaw dropped in disbelief.
@Phantomlink959 @LightningMaiden @Blueflame
Richard was only capable of leaning on the wall of the sewers as Agent Argus left the sewers. He had zero knowledge regarding the history between the elementals and the Dijin, but considering how the interaction between the two agents; he was sure they were not on pleasant terms with one another. It was just a few moments ago that they were functioning like a well organized machine in subduing the suspect, now we were back to step one and at each other's throats. He reaches to his radio to contact Argus "I'll be accompanying Agent Amaya until she decides to leave, just in case the suspect wakes up and does anything." Richard said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. He really did want the others to get along with each other.
Richard was only capable of leaning on the wall of the sewers as Agent Argus left the sewers. He had zero knowledge regarding the history between the elementals and the Dijin, but considering how the interaction between the two agents; he was sure they were not on pleasant terms with one another. It was just a few moments ago that they were functioning like a well organized machine in subduing the suspect, now we were back to step one and at each other's throats. He reaches to his radio to contact Argus "I'll be accompanying Agent Amaya until she decides to leave, just in case the suspect wakes up and does anything." Richard said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. He really did want the others to get along with each other.
@Cuddles 1438 @HamakazeKai
Seeing Monika offer him something to help him ease over his nerves and feelings that welled up inside of him. "Thank you for the offer, but I don't smoke." He tells Monika truthfully. Smoking never really appealed to him much at any point in his life. Sure, sharing a smoke with someone could help but it never really had that comforting feeling that alcohol gave him. It also helped that alcohol helps him repress and numb these memories faster. "Heh. Truth be told, you're the second person I have told this. The first being Felix, my mentor." Maybe he could buy a beer or something from the locals? God knows he deserves at least one. He hears her clear her throat and ask about what technological wonders the pariah wanted us to get. "I'm not too sure myself. Though if I were to give a wild guess, I'd think its some sort of weapon that can turn critters as big as Death Claw Alphas into ashes in a trigger pull...well that or ancient tech that could either help or hinder life blooming in the wastes."
He looks to see that Bailey had returned from her walk. "Nothing much. Just throwing around the idea of what tech or thing the pariah wants us to get in Necropolis."
Seeing Monika offer him something to help him ease over his nerves and feelings that welled up inside of him. "Thank you for the offer, but I don't smoke." He tells Monika truthfully. Smoking never really appealed to him much at any point in his life. Sure, sharing a smoke with someone could help but it never really had that comforting feeling that alcohol gave him. It also helped that alcohol helps him repress and numb these memories faster. "Heh. Truth be told, you're the second person I have told this. The first being Felix, my mentor." Maybe he could buy a beer or something from the locals? God knows he deserves at least one. He hears her clear her throat and ask about what technological wonders the pariah wanted us to get. "I'm not too sure myself. Though if I were to give a wild guess, I'd think its some sort of weapon that can turn critters as big as Death Claw Alphas into ashes in a trigger pull...well that or ancient tech that could either help or hinder life blooming in the wastes."
He looks to see that Bailey had returned from her walk. "Nothing much. Just throwing around the idea of what tech or thing the pariah wants us to get in Necropolis."
GRAKATA
@Cuddles 1438 @HamakazeKai
"Yeah, don't worry about it. I'll be sure to give you a shout if the pariah does come." Emil reassures Bailey before she left him with Monika. It was then he heard her speak regarding his family...as well as the fact that she managed to discern his former history as a slave. His whole body visibly tenses up for a moment before noticing that Monika had offered him a seat. He didn't want to be rude and took the seat beside her before keeping the worn photo of his family safe in his pocket. She then tells Emil the rough details regarding her unfortunate situation.
Emil could hear the melancholic tone of her voice and every minute facial expression she had unknowingly displayed. This was a topic that hurt her deeply but she was willing to share it with him. He leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees as he lets his hands clasp over one another under his jaw as he took in every detail she offered. She wasn't so different from Emil. Her whole family was taken away from her by inhuman monsters, and had to suffer a fate that made death look like a mercy...the only difference was that she still has a family. He kinda felt a little envious. He looks to her and offers a bitter sweet smile. "They...they look wonderful." He then returns his gaze back to the station before him. This experience of his was always a difficult topic to discuss with others, but Monika was someone who had suffered the same hellish life he had and shared it with him. He owed her his story or at the very least some of it.
With a heavy sigh he begins divulge information he felt she deserved to know. His voice was calm and serene, yet contained an insurmountable amount of anger and regret. "Yes. I...I've been a slave before." The sentence felt disgusting to utter but Emil pushed through and opted to shut his eyes tight. "I was twelve at the time a group of slavers set their eyes on my town." He could remember the screams. "Killed anyone who was useless to or resisted them." He could remember the gunshots. "Ma and Pa were too old and my brothers fought back." Why din't you die with them, Emil? "I was sold and I had to suffer eight grueling years before I had a chance to escape." He could feel the three gunshot wounds on his back sting with a phantom pain. "And...and that's it." Emil sits back to proper posture, he had forced a slight smile on his face as if to say 'I'm fine' but it was devoid of all of the warmth and friendliness. The smile was cold and bitter.
Emil hated remembering these memories. Felix was right to say that he was better off keeping these memories hidden away.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. I'll be sure to give you a shout if the pariah does come." Emil reassures Bailey before she left him with Monika. It was then he heard her speak regarding his family...as well as the fact that she managed to discern his former history as a slave. His whole body visibly tenses up for a moment before noticing that Monika had offered him a seat. He didn't want to be rude and took the seat beside her before keeping the worn photo of his family safe in his pocket. She then tells Emil the rough details regarding her unfortunate situation.
Emil could hear the melancholic tone of her voice and every minute facial expression she had unknowingly displayed. This was a topic that hurt her deeply but she was willing to share it with him. He leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees as he lets his hands clasp over one another under his jaw as he took in every detail she offered. She wasn't so different from Emil. Her whole family was taken away from her by inhuman monsters, and had to suffer a fate that made death look like a mercy...the only difference was that she still has a family. He kinda felt a little envious. He looks to her and offers a bitter sweet smile. "They...they look wonderful." He then returns his gaze back to the station before him. This experience of his was always a difficult topic to discuss with others, but Monika was someone who had suffered the same hellish life he had and shared it with him. He owed her his story or at the very least some of it.
With a heavy sigh he begins divulge information he felt she deserved to know. His voice was calm and serene, yet contained an insurmountable amount of anger and regret. "Yes. I...I've been a slave before." The sentence felt disgusting to utter but Emil pushed through and opted to shut his eyes tight. "I was twelve at the time a group of slavers set their eyes on my town." He could remember the screams. "Killed anyone who was useless to or resisted them." He could remember the gunshots. "Ma and Pa were too old and my brothers fought back." Why din't you die with them, Emil? "I was sold and I had to suffer eight grueling years before I had a chance to escape." He could feel the three gunshot wounds on his back sting with a phantom pain. "And...and that's it." Emil sits back to proper posture, he had forced a slight smile on his face as if to say 'I'm fine' but it was devoid of all of the warmth and friendliness. The smile was cold and bitter.
Emil hated remembering these memories. Felix was right to say that he was better off keeping these memories hidden away.
I'm just waiting for GM to post.
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