oke doke i'll get on mine
Stekkmen
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STATUS: Taking a pretty permanent hiatus. Thanks for all the stories! 6 yrs ago
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Taking a pretty permanent hiatus. Thanks for all the stories!
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7 yrs ago
Feelin' pretty fine, feelin' pretty sharp.
7 yrs ago
Blizzard Entertainment supports the tyrannical government of China. Blizzard Entertainment ends the careers of those who dare dissent against their chinese overlords. And they're not the only ones...
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7 yrs ago
Got to get back into the swing of the things
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7 yrs ago
In other news, Republicans in Oregon have laid siege to the state capital, shutting down the democratic process. They have the support of right-wing militia groups who have shot at police before.
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Bio
I've been on and off this website for six years now. Right now I've only barely got time for one RP, and even then I mess that up. Trying to be more consistent and online more often, because I really do enjoy online roleplaying. Hopefully, one day I'll be able to write as much as I used too. Until then, I shall brood gloomily in the shadows.
Life goes on! Hobbies change and so do schedules. I hate ghosts, so I'm trying to put myself to rest as best I can with a status and bio officially marking my departure. If I'm going to do any writing, it's going to be working on that book I always wanted to finish.
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yay christmas
okay i did it
not much for me to write about. couldn't think of anything super cool for the entrance that wasn't just pulled out of an action movie so i went more mysterious route with the fog
not much for me to write about. couldn't think of anything super cool for the entrance that wasn't just pulled out of an action movie so i went more mysterious route with the fog
The icy blue sky grew dark with thick clouds, the air hummed with electricity, making hairs stand on end. The wind became an eerily gentle breeze, calming the trees. The grass went still.
A fog rolled in, almost instantly. An unnatural dark fog, thick, almost like sludge. A crescendo of horrible, phlegm filled screams echoes from a far off place, one can feel the presence of a thousand creatures in this fog. And, just like that, the fog passes over, the presences goes away, instead replaced by a single imposing one.
A huge weight clashes against the rocky surface. A shadow is cast of something the size of a 10 story building.
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He pushes himself off of his knees, and the tiny pebbles wedge themselves into his wrinkled, moist skin. He stands up. There are plants that come up to the top of his bulbous ankles that keep his three-pronged fungus covered feet attached to his long legs. Something is wrong with his body. His arms that fall down to his knees are not buzzing with activity. The worms that make up his face are not slithering around. His eyes are not so clear. His body is asleep.
This new world is not what he expected. His body is not used to this strange blue land. He is out place. He is red, purple, black. This place is white, blue, gray. But he knows what he must do. It was what he has always done. His connection to his real place is still tangible. And so is he. His body will wake up soon enough.
He sensed movement. 10 little dots, moving and shuffling. Doing something far away. As always, the natives are never too happy with his massive being. They will probably attack if he did nothing. It mattered not, for he always attacked first. It was just how he lived. What he did. He took a large step towards his new, tiny enemy. The ground shook beneath his feet. He roared.
A fog rolled in, almost instantly. An unnatural dark fog, thick, almost like sludge. A crescendo of horrible, phlegm filled screams echoes from a far off place, one can feel the presence of a thousand creatures in this fog. And, just like that, the fog passes over, the presences goes away, instead replaced by a single imposing one.
A huge weight clashes against the rocky surface. A shadow is cast of something the size of a 10 story building.
---
He pushes himself off of his knees, and the tiny pebbles wedge themselves into his wrinkled, moist skin. He stands up. There are plants that come up to the top of his bulbous ankles that keep his three-pronged fungus covered feet attached to his long legs. Something is wrong with his body. His arms that fall down to his knees are not buzzing with activity. The worms that make up his face are not slithering around. His eyes are not so clear. His body is asleep.
This new world is not what he expected. His body is not used to this strange blue land. He is out place. He is red, purple, black. This place is white, blue, gray. But he knows what he must do. It was what he has always done. His connection to his real place is still tangible. And so is he. His body will wake up soon enough.
He sensed movement. 10 little dots, moving and shuffling. Doing something far away. As always, the natives are never too happy with his massive being. They will probably attack if he did nothing. It mattered not, for he always attacked first. It was just how he lived. What he did. He took a large step towards his new, tiny enemy. The ground shook beneath his feet. He roared.
okay i am just feeling genuinely awful today
christ
christ
okay so
it's gonna be up tomorrow
it's gonna be up tomorrow
oke doke
i'll try to finish writing my part before i go to bed
i'll try to finish writing my part before i go to bed
well waddya still talkin' to me for
get onto it, m8
get onto it, m8
giving up is always a valid option
well
prepare to be better my comparison!
prepare to be better my comparison!
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