Avatar of TheGrundlesnart
  • Last Seen: 1 yr ago
  • Joined: 5 yrs ago
  • Posts: 136 (0.07 / day)
  • VMs: 0
  • Username history
    1. TheGrundlesnart 5 yrs ago

Status

Recent Statuses

3 yrs ago
Current AD&D was more or less 1.5e. That's not *totally* accurate but it kinda evokes what happened. I've not done D&D in a hot minute, tho.
1 like
5 yrs ago
To everyone who has been patiently awaiting posts, my apologies. I will try to get out a round of posts today!
1 like
5 yrs ago
To anyone waiting on posts from me: as some of y'all know, my place of work minorly caught on fire on Tuesday and I had to deal with that. Literally. Anyways. That's why I'm slow lately.
1 like
5 yrs ago
As a Texan, the proper spelling is "Y'all" not "ya'll." It is a contraction of "You all" not "Ya all." That's all I have to say on any of this.
6 likes
5 yrs ago
I'm happy to announce that, illness-wise, I seem to be out of the woods. Thanks for your patience, everyone!
10 likes

Bio

Yo, what up. I'm The Grundlesnart.

What's a grundlesnart? Me. I'm a grundlesnart.

I've been RPing for like 16 years, since back when Yahoo Groups was still a thing. So yeah, I'm an old fart.

Most Recent Posts

I mean, the exact words were "Master level swordsman, mage and thief," which covers a great many possible skills.

Just tells me the next character will probably be a demigod or other immortal, otherworldly being, and then a Great Old One, at this current pace.

And that mix will be something to behold.
Goodness. The power level really kicked the hell off betweenthe first two characters and the last two.

1. Wicked Elven Wench
2. Shifty Goblin Merchant
3. SPECTRE OF A GENIUS WARRIOR OF AGES PAST
4. MILLENNIA-OLD VAMPIRE MASTER OF ALL THE THINGS

Went from like a 4/10 to like 25/10 so quickly. xD
Name: Cointooth
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Species: Goblin
Looks:



Personality:
Cointooth is always looking for a good deal, and always offering to spread his savings on to his customers. Cointooth is a skeevy sort, and exactly the kind of person to talk to if you need to buy or sell something that might be a... high-interest item, if you know what I mean. Of course, he also sells a variety of completely above-board items, so everyone has a reason to buy from Cointooth... sooner or later.

Skills: Lying, bluffing, sleight-of-hand, and sniffing out good deals. His large nose is good for more than just looking good for Goblin Ladies, it also lets him sniff out lies. Quite literally. It is very difficult to lie to Cointooth, and even harder to out bluff him when playing Three Dragon Ante. Luckily, hes not much of a gambling goblin. Cointooth may have a long beard, a hobbled step, and a gnarled cane, but remember... Cointooth is a world class liar.
Name: Cointooth
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Species: Goblin
Looks:



Personality:
Cointooth is always looking for a good deal, and always offering to spread his savings on to his customers. Cointooth is a skeevy sort, and exactly the kind of person to talk to if you need to buy or sell something that might be a... high-interest item, if you know what I mean. Of course, he also sells a variety of completely above-board items, so everyone has a reason to buy from Cointooth... sooner or later.

Skills: Lying, bluffing, sleight-of-hand, and sniffing out good deals. His large nose is good for more than just looking good for Goblin Ladies, it also lets him sniff out lies. Quite literally. It is very difficult to lie to Cointooth, and even harder to out bluff him when playing Three Dragon Ante. Luckily, hes not much of a gambling goblin. Cointooth may have a long beard, a hobbled step, and a gnarled cane, but remember... Cointooth is a world class liar.



Location: Dorm
Interacting With:Remnants of Weed Couch Gang, Ylva




Buford had been taking in the ongoing events around him with an unusual silence. Though, no one here would have any reason to think Buford being quiet was anything out of the ordinary. He'd watched people come and go for various reasons and with various causes, and he'd watched Ylva go through her whole small breakdown without saying anything.

It wasn't until she explained exactly what she'd heard that Buford finally raised his eyebrows and decided to speak up for a change. He wasn't entirely coherent, as the brownies were starting to kick in and giving him the sort of sleepy confidence that weed tended to give him. "Woah," he said quietly, "That sounds like bad news bears, right there," he said in his exacerbated drawl. "I'd be inclined to make some sorta ascuzation that Ziggy accidentally put some of his LSD in the brownie mix but we'd all be feelin' it by now if'n that were the case, so you're off the hook, buddy."

Buford gave a nervous chuckle. "Hey, Ylva, is this the sorta thing that happens to ya often? Like, having voices n' whatnot speakin' atcha?" Buford tilted his head a bit as he looked at her, trying to express genuine curiosity. "I only ask cuz I had me an uncle way back when. He heard voices and whatnot, too. They locked him up in the loony bin fer it but in the end he were right. Dude had voices sayin' where to find some old treasure hidden by some kinda old bandits way back when. One day he goes out there, he finds the shit, and never hears the voices again. Wild shit, man. So I guess I'm seein' if you had those sortsa experiences before yerself."
ISAAC CHAPEL





Isaac had indeed been considering kissing Bernie at the end of this song, but it didn't really end naturally. Instead, the announcement was made about homecoming king and queen and Isaac shrugged. "Not much suspense when you think about it. We all know how this ends..."

Isaac shuffled his feet for a second and looked at Bernie as the music came back on, leaning close so she could hear him and also to hide his reddening cheeks from her gaze. She didn't need to know how nervous he was to say this. "As far as I'm concerned, Bernie, you're my homecoming queen... how's that for a cliche?"

That was when Isaac decided to lean in and go for the kiss. Nothing too bold, as he was entirely without practice and, well, he was far from being an expert. But kiss her he did, and as the cerebral fireworks faded he managed to speak again.

"I'm... glad you asked me to give you a ride all those months ago... and that you made me take you out for ice cream. And that you were patient with me and my... insecurities. So... thank you, Bernie. You deserve all the affection I can give you."
ISAAC CHAPEL





Isaac watched Bernie leave and pulled his face into a frown just long enough to not be able to stop the brief melee that unfolded before him between Trevor and Deus, and Isaac quickly found himself alone with DJ for a few minutes.

He was... really not sure what was going on. Things had fallen apart fairly rapidly, and not exactly in the expected way.

Once Bernie finally came back, Isaac let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. He looked her over and leaned in his chair. "You alright?"

He could tell that something had happened, he just didn't have any idea what. Well, ok, it turned out Rob had slept with Ara first and that was somehow worth causing a ruckus about? Multiple times over? Isaac got it, it was a dick move to spread that kind of shit about people's personal business. But dammit, did it really matter? Isaac was just... confused.

So he took Bernie's hand and after a minute, stood up and smiled at her when the music slowed. "Whaddaya say we go and have ourselves a dance, Berns? Would be a shame if we were here for the dance and didn't bother giving the chaperones something to do." He winked and gave her hand a small tug. "Come on."





Location: Dorm
Interacting With: Weed Couch Gang




Buford found that he didn't really have anyone to talk to, and so he began to wander, following the Lou guy. He was a nice enough fellow. He'd been the only one to interact with anything Buford brought, and so now Buford felt himself starting to regret calling in so many favors for this party. Especially since the weed brownies seemed to be the only thing drawing a crowd.

Well. If you can't beat 'em, eat em. Or something like that.

Buford made his way over and took one of the last brownies from the pan. It looked... wrong. He took a bite and quickly realized he'd basically just taken a bite of bud with brownie mix on it. he swallowed, because he wanted to be high and didn't care much about taste, but he did have to look around and see if he could figure out who made these.

"Hey, I dunno who made these, but you're suppos' to soak the weed in melted butter for a while, then use the butter for the brownies once it's nice an' weedy. Not put whole-ass bud in the brownie mix."

Buford chuckled and realized he still had the blow-up doll under his arm. "This one here is uh... shoot, I can't recall the name. Matilda or something." He took the sunglasses off the doll, put them in his pocket, and then handed the doll to Lou. "Here. I think she done taken a shine to ya."
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet