Sypherkhode822

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Kal sat thoughtfully a moment longer, Serell hovering to the side of the throne, the scribe fidgeting with his writing instruments.

The throne room was relatively empty, no other audiences had been scheduled for the morning, and other than the alert guards flanking the doorways, the only other person in the room besides him and Serell was a maid sweeping up the dust in the corner.

Kal had always liked the stories of the Hobin Rude as a child, the grumpy-yet-kind bandit king who defended the innocent and fought injustice. He had fantasized about being Hobin's trusted ally, and when he was young he would play 'Knights and Bandits' with the other noble boys at the court, with Kal always taking the role of the bandit leader.

It wasn't till later that Reinoldus told him his soldering tales about dealing with bandits, cruel men who were too dumb or twisted to be able to be a functioning member of society, instead resorting to self-serving violence to get their way. And after what Tamlyn (Son of George) had said, Kal was dubious that the 'Turnip Bandits' would be gruff yet honest champions of the meek.

"Brother? What did you say to that farmer? He practically threw me against the wall as I passed by him."

Lifting his head, Kal turned and saw his younger sister, Drevala, enter the throne room and stride towards the throne, the green skirts she wore as a sign of her order rustling behind her.

Only three years younger than him, Drevala had been one of Kal's closest confidants and playmates growing up, and he had missed her sorely when she left ten years ago to become an ordained priestess of Spaldi, the kingdoms patron god. Even though Kal had known her fate growing up, all of the eldest royal daughters must become ordained, her leaving had come as something as a shock to him.

Despite the separation, the two continually sent regular correspondence to one another, and Drevala returned to court for important events, including her brother's birthday.

Springing up out of the throne, Kal rushed down the steps and embraced her.

"Hello, sister, and a good morning to you to."

She laughed, a bright sound that made Kal wince and regret his hangover. Kal noticed the strength of her embrace, the muscles in her arms were far more defined than he would have expected. What sort of training did these priestesses have her doing?

"Forgive me, Kal. Mother wished to speak with you, and I volunteered to find you. It seemed important, though she didn't say what.

A slight cough came from behind Kal, and he turned to look at Serell, who was once again fidgeting with his implements, and struggling to make eye contact with Kal.

"Aah, forgive me, sire, but I feel it necessary to remind you that Tamlyn (Son of George) will likely be wanting to hear your solution to the Turnips soon, lest he take slight.

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Ozy, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for saving me from having to think of a justifiable way to write about going to war with turnips.

From Oscar to Raspberry - Humorous Movie Synopsis Thread

King Kong-
A dude in a rubber suit kidnaps a woman and becomes a celebrity, but I have to stop watching at this point because I get really sad.

What is your favorite Time period

I'd like to be able to visit gold-rush San Francisco, pre-Castro Cuba, Cambodia during Pol Pot's reign of terror, and the Palestinian province during the Zionist movement.

Each of these places hold some significance to me personally, and all of them were during this dramatic shift in the area's history that would reshape it forever.

I've only known these place's on the other side of the event, the aftermath of the history. I'd like to be able to actually see what happened that led to the situation today.

Then I would maybe stop off at an expensive 1920's tailor to get some swagging dress clothing, and then a general goods store on the American frontier to get some swagging 'outdoors casual' wear. And also drop by a Hellenistic armorer to get some nice linothorax armor.

Actually, forget everything I've just said. I would rather go back to the dawn of Paleolithic era, and then collect clothing from every decade from then to the present day, all from various parts of the world.

If I spend any amount of time on wikipedia, I end up in the fashion and armor sections, looking at pictures of houte couture from nine hundred years ago and scrutinizing the changes in armor over the centuries.

(Did you know that for a time, European suits of armor had special concave disks of armor that would protect the wearer's armpit from unfortunate stabbings?)

I think that once I have collected all the fashion that has ever existed, I can begin to do something meaningful in my life. Like holding the most comprehensive fashion show of history.

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I am now eagerly waiting for Ozy's response to such a shocking change.

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - an Orcish saga

New movie pitch:
Two Orcs, alone in this world, with nothing but their friendship and enough explosives to kill an entire bunny army. They are.... KABOOM SQUAD (Rated E: for knife-Ear pansy.)

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When waiting for the posts, my mind would go into overdrive, thinking up the potential plot twists and amazing twists of intrigue that would be occurring, and how I could carry the plot forwards.

In all the potential scenarios I imagined, turnip attacks were not featured in my theorizing.

The Binding of Isaac: My Pain and Suffering

So, no screenshots of this, and I forgot to take the seed. I was too amazed at what was going on at the time to even think of saving it for later.

Playing as ???, this is my second or third time with him.

First few floors, nothing spectacular, just meat and guppys head, which is a great replacement for poop. Lot of stuff which extends my range.

I then get Ipecac.

This runs playstyle has changed very dramatically.

Because I can explode walls, I find lotsa secret rooms.

One of these rooms has a luck-up pill.

I get bucket of lard, because, why the hell not.

At this point my speed is at one.

I keep going down.

I find so many luck-up pills that my luck stat fills the entire bar. It's a miracle.

I then get a passive that increases my tear damage up close, yet rapidly diminishes it from far away. This causes as many problems as you would expect, though the damage when far away is enough to one-shot most enemy's.

Because of being able to kill most enemy's before they get close to me, I now have a small armada of blue flies. It goes from cardinal directions to pentagram to being a solid wall of flies.

My tear rate is now incredibly high, after the screw, belt, and a torn picture.

When I'm sluggishly moving through some mushrooms, I get mini-mush. My shots are now even harder to predict, awesome, but at least I'm faster.

In the same room, I smash the next mushroom, and I get the magic mushroom.

At this point, almost every single stat is at full bars, and my damage is far beyond it. I am the most deadly corpse of a little boy to ever walk in it's mother's basement.

An incredibly short fight with mother later (8 tears or so) and I'm breezing through the womb. What my reality defying explosion tears don't kill, my army of blue flies do.

I get to It Lives

As my flies swarm it, I run up to it, and launch a single tear.

It dies, and I'm reduced to half a heart.

Going into the Cathedral, I spy an empty wall, perhaps a secret room?

I misjudged the distance of my tears, and I kill myself in the resulting explosion.

I then remember this thread, and rush to write it all down.

Habits/Tropes You Utilize

One habit of mine is to use the same character over and over.

I keep the name, appearance, personality, and typically the same skillset, and then completely adapt her for the new Rp I'm in.

She's actually a fairly fluid character, I'm always changing and altering her to fit whatever new direction I want to take things in, or how the RP world looks. I wouldn't use the same version in a gritty crime RP as I would a high-fantasy Rp. They're different universes, and require some differences to make them make sense.

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While I have no doubt in Athinar's ability, or the timeliness of his posts, may I propose that we adopt a '3-day break' set-up for potential problems similar to this down the road?

If it's someone's turn, they will have three days to put up a post. If they miss it, the next person in the posting schedule will go, and the group will continue down the schedule until the missing poster returns. They'll be given posting rights, and then we continue our merry way with the list.

(Preface to the example: It's very late at night or very early in the morning, and at this time I have a bad sense of what is funny or not. I apologize in advance)

An example:

Let's say that the posting schedule is:

Ozy
Sypher
Athi
Cuddles
Phoenix

Ozy posts, and it's super swell, and everyone gives him a high-five for the swell job.

I'm absentee, so Cuddles Pms me, and I send a confusing reply about how I'm held hostage by the Triads for gambling debts, and he's the only one I trust to help me escape.

Cuddles shrugs, and waits for three days.

By the three days, I haven't returned, so Athi takes up the slack, and carries on the story with what Ozy had.

Athinar makes a super cliche and vapid swell post, and everyone gives him a public lynching high-fives for the swell job.

Before he can make a story-relevant post, Cuddles briefly mentions that he's gone in too deep with the Chinese black market, and is likely to die.

Everyone shrugs their shoulders, and wait for a day. On the second day, I return, and make a story post that is just a rant against the evils of organized crime.

Despite the dubious relevancy of the post, it's still legit, and therefore overtaking Cuddle's priority in the posting schedule.

The next day, Cuddles returns, and since he would be next in the posting order, makes a post in which Kal witnesses members of the Thieves Guild sic a panda on a gambler who can't pay off his debts.

Phoenix, disturbed by the direction of the plot has suddenly taken, makes a post which retcon the last two into a dream.

The posting schedule is re-rolled, and all is well again. (Other than Sypher's and Cuddlepot's irrational hatred of pandas and gambling.)