Recent Statuses

9 mos ago
Current Sup turd-nuggets
11 mos ago
I don't really care anymore. If I can't find a RP that won't fall apart in a week, I'm probably going to leave this site. So, let's hope for fun.
1 yr ago
All RP groups that I'm in, I will be gone until the 4th. GM's, control my characters until then.
1 yr ago
I need a 1x1 RP with no romance, but a metric-fucking-ton of action. Anything but romance.
1 yr ago
I need a 1x1 RP with no romance, but a metric-fucking-ton of action. Anything but romance.
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What makes a man? Not his muscles or speed. But his courage, intellect, and morals.

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Hang on to that character for when we restart.
Some shit went down in my life and I wasn't able to be here with you guys. If everyone is down to restart this, I'll do it.
"Well. That means that we don't have to ask." He said, turning away, and retreating back to his spot against the wall. He was ready to get it over with. Due to the travels and events so far, he saw it best to not become emotionally open to any of the team, but to not become a problem to be around. He didn't see the point in becoming too connected to anyone. He was on a mission, and the realization of Athe's passing proved that to him.
In Protectors. 23 days ago Forum: Free Roleplay
We are the sovereign protectors of Humanity. We are neither Angels or Demons. We were created to keep the war between Heaven and Hell out of the Humans reality. We work and exist in a realm that lays on top of that of the humans. The war is ever going on, but we keep it contained. To the humans, these battles look like basic street fights, bar brawls, gang wars, or normal wars. If we fail or slip up, or if a battle gets too out of hand, the two realities will fuse, and they will see the truth. It's our job to make sure that that never happens. We are also responsible for protecting Humans. If a battle laps into their realm, we make certain that they are protected.
We are not alone. We have spiritual beings on our side. They appear as normal vendors, store owners, or basic workers. They provide us with supplies and aid. They know us and will make themselves known when needed. Now, there are rules. Violating these rules will always end in extreme consequences. Some may even result in termination.

- Falling in love with, or having any serious relations, with humans is never allowed.
- No humans shall ever know our true nature.
- In a public space, human protection always comes first.
- You cannot receive assistance from anyone except those who are trusted.
- If a human needs assistance with a life or death matter, you are permitted to provide needed assistance.
- If for whatever reason, a human learns of our true nature, you must ensure that they trust us.
- Never use a human for your own needs. This will result in immediate termination.

Character Sheet:
Appearance: Both Human appearance, and "true" appearance.
Equipment: Weapons and tools. Also add armor here, if it's not defined in the appearance.
How do you view Humans?: Explain your view on Humanity, and how you feel about them.
Other: Anything that you want to add, that isn't asked for in the above catagories, goes here.
"Good thing that you're life is over... Technically." He said, trying to lighten his own mood. "Are you sure that they'll actually help us?" He asked. He wasn't sure on how Dwarves felt about this kind of magic. All he knew, was that the book needed to be destroyed.
He struggled to collect his thoughts. He felt as though he couldn't explain what he saw. But, he did feel as though he knew something new, he just didn't know what it was. "Brock. I need your help. Something's not right." He said, not knowing what it was, or why it was there. "We need to lock that thing away..."
As he regains sight, he begins to panic. "Dear gods never let me touch that book ever again." He says as he scrambles up and quickly shuffles away, struggling to understand what he just saw. He begins pacing, as he goes through the information, taking it all in. He felt like he shouldn't tell anyone what he actually saw, or that may be manipulation from the book... He didn't know anymore. All he did know is that he probably wasn't going to be able to sleep for a while.
He feels a sudden rush of relieve, a literal release. "Thank you." He said as he looked down to read it. The words seemed to suck him in, and flood his mind.
"He won't willingly give it to me. He's smarter than that." He mumbles as he looks at Sinclair, and then walks to him. "Brock... I need the tome." He said, trying not to sound like he's being driven insane, which he is. The tome is causing his mind to deteriorate.
As he sat there, he looked to Eve. "I'm fine, but thank you." He then began to feel the pull of the fire, as well as the pull of that damned book. He needed it. He needed to know what was inside of it. He was almost certain that whatever that book had, was meant for him to read... Now he just had to find it. He began with looking towards Jen, trying to see her bag. If it was anywhere, it was probably in there...
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