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    1. Strange Rodent 6 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
Current You couldn't even imagine it...
5 yrs ago
Why does saying "I love you" have to have so many romantic connotations? There are so many people I love in a way seperate from anything romantic. <3
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5 yrs ago
I'm fucking back with a fucking vengeance, I just wish I had some wine
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5 yrs ago
Bourbon and tea is a good idea
5 yrs ago
He's made of bones, he's made of blood, he's made of flesh, he's made of love. He's made of you, he's made of me. UNITY!

Bio

A thing that will die after eating rat poison

But really, a guy that likes to RP. Not too keen on sharing personal info in my bio, but after I get to know you, I may open up a bit more in regards to certain things.

I have been roleplaying for most of my life, but forum RP is newer to me than tabletop. I wanted something to do to kill time without putting wayyyy too many hours into Dark Souls 3.

I love music, historical fencing and re enactment, making shit, and just being cool with people. Talk any of these things with me, and you'll be cool with me. I have very strong thoughts on sandwiches. Ask if you dare.

Here's a list of cool people from this site that are just cool people that I enjoy talking with, and a quote from each of them. In no particular order, here they are:

@Goldeagle1221
"What the shit?"

@TheGrundlesnart
"Don't quote me."

@MissCapnCrunch
"Rodent is a little shit, I want to beat him up but in the most loving way"

@Rultaos
"If you're feeling unimportant, always remember that every protagonist was an NPC before their most important story began"

@iTem
"haha yeah"

@Sirkaithethird
"I'm just running an aux through my amp, Playing Van Halen at 05:50"

And that's that. There's not much else I feel like saying. Here's a list of bands I like (to be made soon)

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Avenue was running bandages to a chirurgeon when he was interrupted by one of the uninjured men, who was waving a wooden necklace in his face. "Avenue! Sir! Prophet! We found this on that there Gorilla, what mean?", he said.
Avenue took the necklace to appraise it: it was a thing of beauty, the teeth adding malice to the ruggedness of the wood. "Clearly this was- this was sent by Hope herself. Scope, please go and- go and- go and prepare a ritual ground. We will examine this with the aid of Hope after all this," he gestured to the scene, "-has been- has been dealt with," he said. He walked over to the rest of the carcasses to see what else has been found, and Key was right behind him. This was irritating him beyond words could express, so before she could react, Avenue snapped around, causing her to crash into him and stumble back a bit. "Key. Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key, Key. Quit following- following me. Make yourself useful- useful and go help the healers out," he said, pushing the bandage he was still holding into her hand and shooing her away like a fly.

Avenue resumed his previous duty, looking over the rest of the apes. Nothing else seemed to be amiss, so Avenue ordered their heads cut off and mounted on spikes, with the eyes of the one wearing the necklace gouged. They were to have bones put in their mouth, and fur on the top of the mouth removed.

All that done, and the chirurgeons still needed help, so Avenue went to Tum Tum to see if there was anything he could do.
"Yes. You can get Key to actually help," Tum Tum pointed at the woman, who was shuffling along, and turned to glare at Avenue. "All she's done since you sent her over is shuffle around like that," he said. Avenue noticed that his hand was twitching. Well that's interesting, thought Avenue. Raising his voice to a shout so the whole clearing could hear, he said "My Devout! A great victory- terrible victory we have won. Some of us have fallen- have fallen, but you all know how Hope wants us- wants us to react to this. Unflinchingly. Unflinchingly. Let's remember our fallen with a fight- a fight." He raised his arms to the air, humming. Other voices joined his, until a dissonant chorus frightened the birds off, going on just long enough to make any onlooker uncomfortable.
Opening his eyes, Avenue gestured for silence. "The combatants will be- will be Tum Tum and Key. Tum Tum has the favour of Hope," he declared, giving Tum Tum the iron.

A roughly ring shaped space was cleared on the ground around Key, which Tum Tum approached. Key was still nursing her bit finger, while Tum Tum was but a little bit tired and had a weapon in hand.

"Fight!"
Same dudeee
Banned
So what are people gunning for in terms of second portfolios?

At the moment I'm aiming for Remedy. Basically a cooler word for healing or repair. Fixing what's broken, more or less.


I got me a list. First on that list is Illusions, though. I'm shooting for the Enigma cluster, so I've got quite a bit to grab :D
Why's everyone saying nice post in the discord?
Woah, that moved quickly. Here's my sheet

Avenue stared Sparrow in the eye as she spoke her bold words. "Hope has more hands here. These lands belong to- belong to Hope." was all he said. He scraped his iron on the ground a little, and looked softly at it. He opened his mouth to say something else, but Tum Tum had just told him of how pyrrhic their victory was. He regarded the cluster of people gazing curiously at their wounds, then said "Heal them all, they're not- not cowering.". He swayed over to Sparrow, set himself on the other side of the gorilla from her, crouched, and breathed in deep. He licked his lips, and allowed his mouth to go ajar. "Stop stealing my fuck-ing food or we may just find some real use for you.", he spat. His breath would make you gag.

He walked over to Key, who he kicked in the side. He helped her to her feet, then walked her inside the large sandstone chapel, sitting her on a fur under a boarded up window that used to have stained glass in it. "We know you want Hope to enter- enter this world, Key. So stop- stop," he paused, blinking hard, "whining about it, and do it yourself. Anyway, today will see a good many- many of us grow stronger. Stronger. A lot stronger," he said. He walked outside to the wounded, and helped the chirurgeons distribute poultices and bandages. He specialised in inflicting harm, not treating it, so he took the backseat when medical attention was needed.
@Dinh AaronMk I find that a lot of people completely miss giving their character any real drive unless told to, though. The exception is good RPers, of course. Plus giving it a section drives the point home, and it only needs to be one word, so you're not overcrowding anything.

I fully agree with you on everything else though. Less is more
@Dinh AaronMk i think you should add drive to that list, and then it's perfect
After cooling off from the argument by watching a horror movie and browsing reddit for a while, Augie was feeling like talking to people again. He had a bit of a chat with DJ, vehemently pushing the fact that individually wrapped lollies were the worst possible, due to their environmental impact. A close second was anything infected with worms.

But then, just after Deus left, SHS was mentioned. Augie wrinkled his face a little. "You guys can't be serious. We can't look at that shit, it's Deus.", he said. This was different when it's someone you know well. Augie had the realisation that if it happened to Deus, it could happen to him too. He had no doubt what would show up on there, and his stomach sank. After this, he didn't say much. He watched everyone else freaking out and rushing around from the safety of the corner.

Among the chaos, he wound up talking to DJ about what they could do to help. DJ suggested trying to figure out who's running the site, and Augie eagerly agreed. He very much liked the idea of nobody else being hurt by this abomination. He still hadn't read the secret.
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