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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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8 yrs ago
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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@Phantomlink959
Richard offers his partner a nod before entering the bureau armory. Though to say that this was an armory was an understatement. Even from the little he saw from the counter window where the spectacled quartermaster looking over ledgers and clipboards, the room was massive. Rows upon rows of weapons lined the walls; ranging from the humble truncheon, to some weapons just recently approved for field use by the R&D division. He could see a number of individuals moving crates and other items on push carts to and fro the area. The quartermaster then finally took notice of the two that had entered the room placing a bookmark on the ledger, the man then carefully puts the ledger aside with the clip boards.
The man then grabs a requisition form and begins to fill it out. "I assume its the usual for you, Argus." He then sets his gaze upon the dijin's partner. "How 'bout you kid? Need anything fancier than your pea shooter there?" Richard is brought back to reality and soon answers the man. "Ah, I would like to get a baton. Specifically something good against undead? Also, I would need a couple flasks of holy water and a bag of blessed salt, Sir." The quartermaster was taken aback from the sudden formality. "Shit, kid. No need for formalities here." The man then lets out a short but hearty laugh. "Gimmie a moment. I'll get what you want in a bit, meanwhile can you both sign the form?"
Richard nods and comes closer to the desk and signs the requisition form to verify that this was for official bureau use and that we are liable to loss, damage, and/or destruction of requisitioned weapons and equipment.
Richard offers his partner a nod before entering the bureau armory. Though to say that this was an armory was an understatement. Even from the little he saw from the counter window where the spectacled quartermaster looking over ledgers and clipboards, the room was massive. Rows upon rows of weapons lined the walls; ranging from the humble truncheon, to some weapons just recently approved for field use by the R&D division. He could see a number of individuals moving crates and other items on push carts to and fro the area. The quartermaster then finally took notice of the two that had entered the room placing a bookmark on the ledger, the man then carefully puts the ledger aside with the clip boards.
The man then grabs a requisition form and begins to fill it out. "I assume its the usual for you, Argus." He then sets his gaze upon the dijin's partner. "How 'bout you kid? Need anything fancier than your pea shooter there?" Richard is brought back to reality and soon answers the man. "Ah, I would like to get a baton. Specifically something good against undead? Also, I would need a couple flasks of holy water and a bag of blessed salt, Sir." The quartermaster was taken aback from the sudden formality. "Shit, kid. No need for formalities here." The man then lets out a short but hearty laugh. "Gimmie a moment. I'll get what you want in a bit, meanwhile can you both sign the form?"
Richard nods and comes closer to the desk and signs the requisition form to verify that this was for official bureau use and that we are liable to loss, damage, and/or destruction of requisitioned weapons and equipment.
@Phantomlink959
The dijin had a point. The two walked further in until the dijin told him that they he was going to the armory to requisition some equipment and offered Richard an option to bring along something that would make dealing with zombies much easier. "Yeah, it would be better to be prepared for anything. Also I would agree to them calling you crazy, that's a canister of rocket fuel you'd be bringing on your person." He finally lets out a good natured chuckle. "I'd just ask for a club or a tonfa for discretion sake. Maybe a couple of flasks of holy water and some blessed salt won't hurt."
The dijin had a point. The two walked further in until the dijin told him that they he was going to the armory to requisition some equipment and offered Richard an option to bring along something that would make dealing with zombies much easier. "Yeah, it would be better to be prepared for anything. Also I would agree to them calling you crazy, that's a canister of rocket fuel you'd be bringing on your person." He finally lets out a good natured chuckle. "I'd just ask for a club or a tonfa for discretion sake. Maybe a couple of flasks of holy water and some blessed salt won't hurt."
Roy kept a stoic and distrustful gaze upon the kobold girl as she answered to the paladin in a tongue he did not understand. Though as the small kobold weaved magical images. Magic was a rarity in Briston, along with its surrounding countries. One born with the aptitude and capacity for such were sent to magic colleges to be trained in the service of Briston and her people. To see the aptitude within a kobold had Roy dumbstruck. He was brought back to reality when the paladin said that the girl would be of use to the party. Though he was not too keen on trusting her, they had little choice in the matter. Few creatures were not hostile to them, fewer those that are willing to cooperate. Thokk then spoke his mind regarding the new addition to the party as well as the plan of action. "Fear not treachery on my end, Thokk. I would rather take my own life than to sully my honor as a man and a royal musketeer of Briston." He then turns to the slumbering great sword wielder before turning back to face the rest of the party. "I have no issue with leaving now, but how about Angus?"
You used a Mana Crystal! MP is now Full.
You placed Mana Crystals into your Lizardskin pouch. It will hold for now, but its durability is reaching the limit...
Obtained Mana Crystal x10
Upon reaching the cave where the others were, he set the makeshift pack filled with mana crystals beside the cave entrance. He was satisfied that he was able to obtain the substantial amount of the mana crystals, but there were still a number of them left at the bonfire. Though that was for a later time, now he had understand on what was so urgent that caused Jason to bolt without even a second thought. Within the cave he saw Jason's slimy form struggling to keep shape before yelling out that he claimed the dungeon for himself. "Jason!" Unsure what was happening, Ed rushed to the evolved slime and began looking and checking if the slime was injured in any way, but finding nothing that seemed wrong with him. "Shit! I...I...I don't know what's wrong." The young dire rat began to panic slightly as he had no clue on how to help Jason. Even more so when he noticed that things growing out of the crystal he touched, going closer to the slime.
@KatherinWinter@Raining
"That is statistically true. There are approximately six million individuals living in the city, locating one unregistered shapeshifter would be exceedingly difficult." The golem agent affirmed the statement, unaware that her partner was less than happy working with her and the new addition. She returns her attention to the little porcelain doll. "If you have no further questions, we ought to go now. We would brief you on the case along the way." She signed to Essie.
"That is statistically true. There are approximately six million individuals living in the city, locating one unregistered shapeshifter would be exceedingly difficult." The golem agent affirmed the statement, unaware that her partner was less than happy working with her and the new addition. She returns her attention to the little porcelain doll. "If you have no further questions, we ought to go now. We would brief you on the case along the way." She signed to Essie.
@Lucius Cypher
How would scrounging and looting work here?
Would it be dependent on how good/bad our investigation rolls are, or do you have a fixed table that you simply choose from?
How would scrounging and looting work here?
Would it be dependent on how good/bad our investigation rolls are, or do you have a fixed table that you simply choose from?
@Phantomlink959 @Raining
The man smiled as the anxious feeling dissipated with a pat on his shoulder. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Argus. I just...really hope it doesn't come to that." As the two walked further down into the corridor, conversing among one another, Richard nearly bumped into a rather short figure of a girl as they turned a corner. Narrowly dodging the small girl by a couple inches or so, Richard turns to apologize to her. "Oops. Sorry miss my bad..." The man's apology was cut short as he observed that the girl didn't seem to mind that the man had nearly collided with her. Assuming that the girl saw no foul in the action, the man shrugged and kept walking to the bureau motor pool.
Astra quickly turned her head to look upon the new arrival to the director's room. The figure was small and demure, almost appearing too fragile. Almost. Checking her databases, she activated her scrying optics to analyze the doll like individual to see if she was in bureau databanks.
'Data Analysis Complete: Subject #334-56-i29, known as "ESSIE" has no pulse yet mental facilities are active and stabilized. Proposal: Observe Subject #334-56i29, and react to aberrant behaviors accordingly.' The porcelain doll then began communicating to them in sign, affirming Astra that she was indeed the subject known as "Essie". Quickly processing the information, Astra led to the conclusion that "Essie" was awaiting stimuli in response to her. Turning to her, she quicly signed back to the little doll girl. "Hello, I am Field Agent Astra. A golem from the Research and Development Department. Pleasure to meet you!" Astra then offers her a 'smile.'
The man smiled as the anxious feeling dissipated with a pat on his shoulder. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Argus. I just...really hope it doesn't come to that." As the two walked further down into the corridor, conversing among one another, Richard nearly bumped into a rather short figure of a girl as they turned a corner. Narrowly dodging the small girl by a couple inches or so, Richard turns to apologize to her. "Oops. Sorry miss my bad..." The man's apology was cut short as he observed that the girl didn't seem to mind that the man had nearly collided with her. Assuming that the girl saw no foul in the action, the man shrugged and kept walking to the bureau motor pool.
Astra quickly turned her head to look upon the new arrival to the director's room. The figure was small and demure, almost appearing too fragile. Almost. Checking her databases, she activated her scrying optics to analyze the doll like individual to see if she was in bureau databanks.
Subject #334-56-i29 ; Known Aliases: "Essie"
Species: UNKNOWN [Ceramic Detected]
Physical Status: UNKNOWN [Pulse not Detected. Contact Medical Personnel Immediately]
Mental Status: Stable
'Data Analysis Complete: Subject #334-56-i29, known as "ESSIE" has no pulse yet mental facilities are active and stabilized. Proposal: Observe Subject #334-56i29, and react to aberrant behaviors accordingly.' The porcelain doll then began communicating to them in sign, affirming Astra that she was indeed the subject known as "Essie". Quickly processing the information, Astra led to the conclusion that "Essie" was awaiting stimuli in response to her. Turning to her, she quicly signed back to the little doll girl. "Hello, I am Field Agent Astra. A golem from the Research and Development Department. Pleasure to meet you!" Astra then offers her a 'smile.'
@Phantomlink959
"I think we should use your car. Most of the time, I just get whatever the motor pool has to offer." He told the Dijin truthfully. Walking further down the hallway, Richard pondered what would be needed for the mission. He knew from training that undead, for the most part, are vulnerable to physical attacks. Though the same cannot be said if there was a necromancer is involved. If his hunch that there was a necromancer involved was correct, the undead would be more durable and more organized than those raised by mana surges or biohazards. Given that, he would have to rely on his miracles along with the fire magic of Argus to deal with the zombies. A chilling thought ran through his mind. 'What if...what if we're dealing with a lich?' The idea of facing down a necromancer was bad enough, what more one that willingly turned his or herself into an undead and still have access to its wits and spell casting.
"If...if we were to...I dunno...fight against a lich? You think that we can handle it?" The man asks the dijin, hoping that his partner won't pick up the nervousness he carried in his voice.
"I think we should use your car. Most of the time, I just get whatever the motor pool has to offer." He told the Dijin truthfully. Walking further down the hallway, Richard pondered what would be needed for the mission. He knew from training that undead, for the most part, are vulnerable to physical attacks. Though the same cannot be said if there was a necromancer is involved. If his hunch that there was a necromancer involved was correct, the undead would be more durable and more organized than those raised by mana surges or biohazards. Given that, he would have to rely on his miracles along with the fire magic of Argus to deal with the zombies. A chilling thought ran through his mind. 'What if...what if we're dealing with a lich?' The idea of facing down a necromancer was bad enough, what more one that willingly turned his or herself into an undead and still have access to its wits and spell casting.
"If...if we were to...I dunno...fight against a lich? You think that we can handle it?" The man asks the dijin, hoping that his partner won't pick up the nervousness he carried in his voice.
@Phantomlink959
Just asking.
Does Argus' car have a weapon stash in the trunk like police vehicles, or is it strictly a standard model?
Just asking.
Does Argus' car have a weapon stash in the trunk like police vehicles, or is it strictly a standard model?
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