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STATUS: Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting? 7 yrs ago
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7 yrs ago
Current 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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8 yrs ago
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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8 yrs ago
Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
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8 yrs ago
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.

Most Recent Posts

In Gaia Frontier (5e) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
@Lucius Cypher

It was all over in a moment.

The sling smashing to the Goblin leader's ear. His torch striking the goblin in the face and cauterizing it's eyes. It's wild and panicked attempts to kill Ethan...the satisfying crack its skull made as it collided with the earth. Ethan leaned over to sneer at the goblin's still form before he on it. 'Another abomination cleansed from these lands.' The man then heard two cries in the distance, though only one voice was distinctly like a goblin's.

Adrenaline still pumped through his veins and he refused to let any goblin from this town leave alive. The fall would likely be fatal if he were to make a misstep, but that was a thought for later. Now was the time for action. Ethan attempts to leap from one roof to another, to Close in to where he had heard the voices cry out. But his tired body could not move as fast and as agile as he needed to be.





In Fallout: Into the Storm → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Emil took a seat in the kitchen and heard the comment regarding the knight's home made liquor. Curious as to how good was the booze was, he takes a shot glass and gives the the amber colored liquor a quick once over. The clearness of the liquid alone was proof that the brotherhood knight was well versed in distilling his own hooch, not to mention the smell didn't irritate his nose. Though its real worth to Emil had yet to be proven and there was one, sure fire, way of finding out. Raising the small glass to the hat wearing man. "Cheers, Finn. Thanks for the drink." And with that, the young man downed the home made booze in one go. The feeling of the alcohol's warmness filled his being and goddamn did it burn. It was beyond his expectations to say the least. Most times he heard some wastelanders making moonshine and go bind or be poisoned by their own product. But this, this was something else. Not only did it have more the kick than Emil needed, it also didn't taste like turpentine filtered through a sock full of rusty nails. His eyes watered slightly and he sputtered out words through small coughing fits. "Its *Cough* really good, Finn, but *Cough. Cough* Goddamn..." The man then lets his coughing to stop before speaking again.

Emil overhears the statement made by Servius. 'Forbidden by Caesar and Mars?' The young man thought before he looked to Servius and his eyes slightly widened in realization. It finally made sense why he was wearing a dress and why he sometimes spoke in Latin. Hell, why Monika was so aggressive towards him. He was one of those Legion goons he had heard of back in NCR. From what stories he had heard of back west, they were nothing but a bunch of no-good sadistic immoral slaving bastards who worshiped a prideful and cruel psychopath as a god. A sharp eye could notice that Emil's grip on the glass grown tighter and his gaze upon him grew dark and cold. Though, only for a moment, as he quickly looked back to his empty shot glass and acted as if he didn't know any better. He now knew that the man was one of the Legion. He now just needed to confirm if he was still up to his old ways. See if he still was a man who hurt innocent folk with no remorse all these years after Caesar and the Legion had fallen...or perhaps he had reformed and turned a new leaf in life, while keeping the quirks and behaviors? Only time and observation will tell.

"Rare, please." Emil replied to Finn, before taking a mouthful of the soup. It brought him a wide smile on his face. After a month of eating only whatever he could have hunted, scavenged, or what little the caravan had offered while they traversed the country; this was the first time he had a genuinely good meal. "That's a really good way to negate all that nasty radiation in food, but radaway is a something I don't come by too often and usually have to make for myself, so I tend to mix the food with some glowing fungus or ones you find in caves and cook 'em for a while and boom. Non-irradiated food that you can actually taste and enjoy. That or, you mix meat from those mutant mutts the super mutants sometimes bring and, for whatever reason, it actually helps deal with radiation." The man takes in more of the soup.

"But I digress...on the topic of deathclaws, have any of you ever fought with one? And I don't mean shooting it from afar till it dies, I mean like how your friend Maine does it. Face to face and toe to toe with 'em if I'm understanding it correctly." He gestures to the cook and continues his story. "Not sure about any of you but I have...well kind of. Back west, when I was clearing out one of the hideouts of some bandits. Their leader had apparently kept a deathclaw as a pet and when he heard that that their hideout was being attacked, he released it to face me." Emil sniggers into his knuckle. "And the first thing it does is tear the dumb-ass apart. Now the bandits had to deal both me and a deathclaw in the hideout and soon enough it was just me and the big bastard. It made me nearly piss myself when I saw it in the hall covered in blood and riddled with dozens of bullet holes. I bolted away from the thing, and believe me, I was running faster that light itself and even then I could still feel its breath on the back of my head. Now that building where the bandits decided to set up camp was shitty by itself, but with me and a two thousand pound genetically modified killing machine running around, it wasn't a surprise that the floor caved in to the basement. The luckiest and probably shittiest part of it was that I fell on top of the thing and got my arm stuck in between its spines growing on its back with only my knife. It was like I was riding the biggest, meanest, and deadliest brahmin in all of history. Took me a half hour, six broken bones, four torn muscles, and over two dozen stabs before I finally killed the thing. Afterwards I had to walk a mile and a half to reach the hospital in town. Had to stay a week in the ICU just to get patched up and recover from the ordeal." Emil finishes the story before taking another shot of the burning liquor and proceeding to finish the soup.

In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Ed didn't expect to bump into Asteria when he and her mother tried to re-enter the cave proper. "Yeah. This body is nice. It feels like a cross between a chimp and a dire rat but I do love the fact that I have my arms back to a more familiar shape." The female dire rat then gave him the items. He remembered the crystals and was reminded on how dangerous one of these things could be to someone, if used carelessly. Like that time one exploded in Jason. Speaking of Jason, Ed was about to ask what had happened to their stone slime mage. His heart sank and an uneasy feeling sank to the pit of his stomach. Jason was dead and it seemed that Asura and the others had apparently helped in the demise of the slime. He had thought the fight was bad but he had never expected it to escalate to the point that one of them would have died. He would have wanted to stay in the cave. It was safe. He just had to totally avoid the undead as much as he could..but from what Asteria had told Ed, the cave was no longer a viable place to rest.

Placing his free hand to his forehead he tries to remember how many goblins were near the cave entrance. "Yeah. Uhh...about six or seven goblins. There were no more than ten but still something that we should avoid completely. I think they are still deciding what to do with Crispy, so if we move now. We would have an easier time getting past them unnoticed." Ed told Asteria.



In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
A good amount of the pain dissipated after a few deep breaths. The young ratman then felt the adult dire rat scamper off his head and stay in front of him before tilting her head, sniffed at him, and then squeaked. Ed nodded slowly as his body was still in a great amount of soreness. "Yes, I'm feeling better. Thanks for asking." The young ratman smiled to the adult dire rat to convey that he really was feeling better. Seemingly satisfied with his response, she then looks to the cave mouth and to the duel between the female goblin and Crispy. Majority of the goblins present were still transfixed on the fight and paid little attention to anything else. He could feel that the battle was coming to an end, but the soreness of his body restricted his movements severely. With little choice on the matter, Ed focused on his breathing. If it universally helped pregnant women relieve pain and stress while giving birth, why wouldn't it work for a young reincarnated man in a monster's body?

The pain did dissipate after a while, but the duel between the two goblins was also over; with the female goblin winning the fight. Ed couldn't help but smile as Crispy was brought low by one of his lackeys. From what he could surmise from the duel, it was something of a contest of who becomes the new leader. And it seems that now the female was the new leader of the goblin group. Though he would have loved to see what they would do to Crispy, this was his chance to return to the safety of the cave. Scooping up the adult dire rat with one arm, he hops down the tree and instantly regrets the decision as spikes of pain raced up from his legs to punish him for not thinking this thoroughly. Gritting his teeth and grasping the tree trunk to the point that his claws dug deep into the bark, the young ratman's body shivered in excursion just to refuse letting out a groan of pain. The seconds felt like hours as he could feel a tear roll down his furry cheek, but it was done. He had prevented compromising his position to the goblins. He looks down to the dire rat he held and used his free hand to gesture shushing to her before he lets her go. He was unsure if she understood what it meant but she was quite intelligent and understood Asteria's commands with her intuition and instinct. He could only hope she also understood that they needed to sneak past the goblins. Ed then goes into a prone crawling position and begin moving up and into the cave, slowly but surely.



In Ruins of Norn: Walking Apocalypse → 7 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
May Phil Swift smile upon us and grant us mercy.
In Ruins of Norn: Walking Apocalypse → 7 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay

The brute's cudgel found its mark as it swung and Roy was sent flying like a rag doll a short distance across the roof he was upon. Every part of his body hurt and screamed in protest as he stood up. Pieces of broken glass and wood had found themselves on his body. And while most were unable to pierce his hardened leather armor, a splint of wood found a softer spot in the armor and jutted awkwardly from his side. Roy's ears rung as everything around him seemed to blur and bleed and once he finally regained his senses, the orc woman and the barbarian had began running from the fight. That was not a good sign at all. 'If we are running, we need to make sure that Cyclopes won't come looking for us.' He thinks to himself before holstering his pistol and grabbing his loaded musket from the side of his pack before moving to another roof across the giant, but with a better spot for the musketeer to shoot the armored cyclopes. With that armor protecting the brute's head, it was unlikely that the bullet would pierce such thick armor. It's eye however, was not.

An enemy that could not see them, cannot pursue them.

Taking a breath in, Roy roars out to the Cyclopes. "Begone, fiend!" His voice reverberates within the small combat area. His voice, carrying both hatred and hope, fosters resilience among his party mates. Roy levels the musket and takes aim at the vulnerable eye of the giant; hoping that his aim was steady and the bullet would find its mark before pulling the trigger and letting the musket let out a thunderous roar of its own.

In Ruins of Norn: Walking Apocalypse → 7 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Not a half bad idea.
In The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs → 7 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Astra and Essie came by car, and I just supposed that the rights also applied to supernatural detainees.
I believe that she could get him back with little issue.
In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
The very first feeling Ed felt after witnessing the 'vision' he had was a tidal wave of exhaustion and immense pain. Every limb, muscle, and even bone relentlessly roared in protest for the slightest of movements; even the simple act of drawing breath hurt him in a way. His eyes were unfocused and his vision blurred. He could barely distinguish objects a couple feet away from his face and his head felt heavy. He could barely even think straight. The ringing in Ed's ears practically drowned out the sounds from his surroundings...but he could hear something that looped over and over again. His glazed eyes scanned around for the origin of the sound but try as he must he couldn't locate the source. Though soon, the newly evolved Ed would regain his ability to hear and see again. But before anything else happened, a notification popped in his head.

TRANSFORMATION COMPLETE!
Dire Rat > (Immature) Rat-Man!
You have Transformed!
Your base power-stats have increased!
You have not reached your full Potential. Use Light Equipment skill is reduced.
You possess the skill Stronger! You are developing the skill Dexterous! The Use Light Equipment skill is boosted! Current total is (0.8).
You have not reached your full Potential. The Increase to Beast Sense is reduced to (0.5). New total is (2.4).

Skill Rank Up: Beast Sense I > Beast Sense II!
Passive sensory range increased. By actively focusing on one (1) sense, you can further increase that sense's sharpness.
System: Ed


'Huh...so that's how you evolve.' The system notification had made it apparent to Ed of the changes his body underwent after becoming an immature ratman. The feeling was so familiar but also so foreign and alien to the reincarnator. Though, all things considered, he had little to complain about. He evolved without issue, he finally had hands now and his form was bipedal in a sense, and he was still in the tree hidden from the goblins. He had to make the best of the situation. Though there was the issue of the incessant squeaking.

Wait. Squeaking?

Ed finally paid attention to the source of the squeaking. It was Mother Rat perched atop his head. It seemed that she was worried sick for the former dire rat. Ed had to reassure her that he was alright. No matter how painful it was to speak. "I'm fine...I'm fine. Please...calm down." His voice came out, barely above a whisper. Though he hoped that by speaking alone, he could wrest away the worry and panic the elder dire rat was experiencing. Though as of now, there was little he could do while his body was recovering from the evolution. Ed would just had to settle to meditate. Maybe that would hasten the passing of the pain his body was experiencing?



In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"Oh dear...how do we get down from here?" Ed mused to Asteria's mother, he didn't expect the elder rat to reply but it made him feel better none the less. The adult dire rat had apparently followed him out of the cave and up the tree when Ed finally mustered enough courage back to make a mad dash forward and out of the cave. This was similar to his dash earlier this morning when he had accidentally fallen into the pond, but rather than the pond; he had clambered up a tall tree and managed to get stuck there when he finally regained his wits from the grip of fear.

At the very least the outside was a refreshing view from the dark colors of the cave's interior. Verdant leaves and grass, the clear blue sky, and the trees were pleasing to the eyes. The feeling of fresh air was something Ed had not realized he had missed, but soon discovered when odd breezes chose to go his way and it felt GLORIOUS upon his fur. He only had a single complaint on being stuck up in that tree. It gave him full view of the ongoing duel between Crispy and a female goblin surrounded by the rest of the remnants of Rattleskull's horde. He felt like a rabbit that had just stumbled into a Fox den. As of now, they had yet to notice them but it seemed that they were too engrossed by their own affairs to notice the rodents perched atop a tree.

Yet again the young dire rat is forced into hiding because of circumstance. Such experiences made the boy question himself and his capabilities. This was the second time this day that he was rendered useless by the situation. Ed grimaces to himself. 'God that was pathetic. Not only did I freeze in fear, I abandoned my allies...damn that was outright disgraceful.' He lets out a sigh as he lies on his belly. '...maybe things would have been different if I was evolved like the rest?'

Desire for Evolution Recognized...

Options for Evolution:
- (Adult) Dire Rat
- (Immature) Giant Rat
- (Immature) Rat-Man
- (Immature) Mongrel

System is Now Choosing Most Suitable Transformation. Please Hold...
Selection Complete!
(Immature) Rat-Man Chosen.

Evolution Process Initiating in...3...2...1
Evolution Process Initiated.
System: Ed


'What the hel-' Ed was unable to complete the thought as the evolution process silenced his mind.



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