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Cacophony Concord

@ERodeHere is mine, do tell if I need to change anything. Thank you.

Tin Nguyen

Tin Nguyen || 24 || Male || Vietnamese

Description:

He always laughs when comparing himself to the person in the image. 6 feet in height, not too bad for an Asian. A bit underweight, but he used to pride with how visible his skeleton was back then. And the fact that he always had that bit of unlit cigarette in his mouth. How rebellious. How wild was he back then?

Cringe and full of angst.

And although many things changed during the 6 years spanned, mainly his behaviors and perception, the resemblance is still uncanny. Most of the scars are still there. He quitted smoking, kinda nice. He ate more healthily. It doesn't mean that he put on weights, it's just that he ... is caring more for his body? Oh, and the hair is still the same. Kinda hard to cut something that took 4 years to grow.

History:
Being a triplet is fun. You have siblings. People that understand you. People to laugh with. People that cry with. Brothers and friends line intertwine and interchangeable. But, if there is anything that taught Tim most about their relationship, is the competition between them.

They all wanted to make a name for themselves. The first went for sports and athletics. The last gone for modeling and fashion. And Tim, wanting to make a name for himself, goes into gaming. And he was decent at that. Top 5% of the player base. Highest KDA.

And being a winner for so long, it got into Tim. He wants to win. He wants to be the best. The first. The one for others to be jealous of. So, when others around him started to play a game without crashes? With multiple of steady and overarching plotlines without any patch notes? A growing leaderboard that offered nothing but satisfaction and self-worth? Even more, the chances to sell in-game items for real-life cash.

You know he is in.

Cacophony Concord

@ERode Hi, would you mind adding me to the waitlist if this rp is going to open in the future?

Recollections: The Othergrounds (Supernatural Teenagers Trapped in an Abandoned City) [Soft Reboot]

Interested

Goblin Quest

@ERode u right. 7 uses remain

Goblin Quest

Krishna

Location: In the Woods

Mentioning:@Vec@RC3

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It doesn’t take too long for Krishna to realize that there was something wrong on his way past home. It was too silent. Of course, the forest had its moment of tranquility and peacefulness, where everything is encapsulated in a picture. But even then, the forest lives through other means. Of dry leaves crackling, of the leaves sway to the midday breezes. The roaring of unknown beasts.

And there was nothing happening right now.

That is until he heard the roar of something coming from another direction. It was not far from where he was standing, but certainly in the opposite direction of the goblin’s cave. With curiosity and an appetite for more, Krishna picked up one of the larger rocks on the floor, the size of his fist, before heading to Teva’s group.

It was a massacre.

He saw one goblin lying on the floor while another was held in the creature’s hand. He need not to be smart to know that the lying goblin was dead or close to dead. The other? Not far from death. Still, there were three of them, assuming the one still pelting the creature was one of the goblins. But the creature was double of his size, and only someone like Gor would approach the creature for close-quarter combat. Krishna, instead, prides on his intellect, decided to be a smart goblin as he is not too long ago. Using the bushes and their foliage as his cover, Krishna attempted to close his distance between him and the creature for a sure shot. He hoped the rain of pebbles and sometimes rocks would draw the creature attention from its back. He could hear the sound of the small goblin choking under the massive arm. His death only gave him more patience. The numbers are still on his side, he thinks as the distance between him and the creature was close enough for an aim in the head.

Krishna pushed his luck and proceeded forward. He had changed his nose breathing to breathing through his mouth, believing that would reduce the noise he made. In compensation, Krishna held a rock doubled the size of the one he previously picked up, something he found while making his way toward the creature’s back. And if it weren't because he had eaten something not too long ago, his muscles would have already given up. The green goblin approached the orc, a distance of fourteen to fifteen feet between them, and aimed at its exposing back.

If asked whether or not he would want to do that again, to approach the creature closer, Krishna would gladly say no. His arms were at its peak, and he felt that he was pushing his luck too much. So he gave all of his strength into the underhand swing, launching the rock into the air, and ran. He heard a thump. He heard the creature stop talking.

And yet, he keeps on running. But unlike the previous time where he ran like a headless bug, Krishna ran downward, the opposite direction of where the orc was previously facing.

Skills

• Absorption (Remaining Uses: 7)
• Escape: The ability to flee and get to a safe location much more efficiently. Regardless of the situation, the user gets a bonus when attempting to getaway. (Passive) E-Rank
• Thick Skin - The user has much thicker skin than the average person. This reduces damage from all sources, but in particular, reduces damage from physical attacks. (Passive) E-Rank

Rough Visual

Wants and Needs: an Inquiry on the Nature of Roleplaying

I think the most self-fulfilling part of Roleplaying is about writing and the feeling associated with said action. Like most of the time, I feel what I write is pretty shitty while others are just outright on a different level. I do understand that this notion of thinking probably derived from a lack of self-confidence. But, once every a blue moon, out of nowhere, I just wrote so well, not even my role model's post can topple what I just regurgitate after a losing game. And I feel good you know. Knowing what you are capable of, that put a smile on my face.

Goblin Quest

@CelsiusOr we can throw the harvest sloth like a grenade after stocking it with a bunch of insects

Ancient biological grenades. Top 10 most fearsome ancient weapons.

Goblin Quest

@Vec My plan is that we bob and weave it back to the cave. Then, kite until the old goblin to fight him. Otherwise, we use other goblins as meatshields and stoned him to death with rocks and twigs

Goblin Quest

@RC3I think I would like to join with Teva's group if possible.

Goblin Quest

Krishna

Location: In the Woods >>> The Cave

Mentioning:@RC3

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Krishna ate the rabbit.

It tastes like flesh. A little dirty on the side. A little hairy as well. But it was meat. It tasted metallic, the crimson red liquid unwashed from its surface ran along his palm when he swallowed it. It was a little bit sloppy as well, probably the result of him bashing it into a batter. He then tasted it again, this time, one of its organs. He did not know what it is called or its purpose, but the organ still pumped in his hand, squirting blood into a small puddle. And unlike the previous time, he drank the liquid, examining its texture. It was salty. Metallic. Somewhat sweet at the end of the tongue then transform into this unfulfilling taste. Like a when you try to burp but nothing comes out of your mouth. But you can feel it there, hanging at the top of your throat, block by something. And so, you just keep opening your mouth, waiting for something to puncture this imaginary barrier.

It is a strange taste.

The organ on the other side, was very chewy. It also tastes metallic, which makes Krishna questioned whether or not the rabbit is made of metal. Thankfully, the blood allowed him to swallow it after the few chew.

But Krishna was half-way fill. There are still some rooms in his tumtum, Krishna feels as he looked around for some easy picking prey. He saw the shadows of birds high in the canopies. Their shadows darted between the branches. Their voices echo through the woods. And then he saw Gor's body. Or corpse.

Or both.

It was lying there in the afternoon sunlight. His mouth was gaping wide. Its chest no longer rose as it used to a few minutes ago. And Krishna stood there, watching over it. He wanted to let his finger to enter the hole on its chest. He wanted to pick up the small chunks of meat, slices of skins, and some flesh attached, a result of the rabbit's horn being pulled out of his body, and tasted it. The white bubbles on his lip as well. Krishna wondered how does bubble taste like. It was there for the taking. Krishna was still hungry. Already the flies, and ants and a plethora of insects are already there. It wouldn't be so bad.

Just one taste...

"Don't eat it." Gor's said while a fly landed on his eyes.

And this scared Krishna. Enough to send him back home, half full and half hungry.