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Current The World Record 72 Hour, 100% No Sin, 100% Redemption Destruction of Death and Sin Speedrun- Jesus Christ, circa 33 AD.
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@RumikoOhara That one's in like five months.
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I beg to differ. youtu.be/kO0amkJnARQ

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@Polaris North But seriously, I wouldn't mind helping you get some points to bang out a first post, or even help you write the post.
@Turboshitter ** Ursa Major?
Also, if at all possible, I'd like if everyone avoided putting mentions in the IC. Like, if you find it absolutely necessary, then fine, because it comes off a bit distracting.
@Polaris North No shame in coming in later. You have a seat open for you. If you want, we can talk about it? Maybe in a PM?
@Raijinslayer Good post, except that the shop doesn't really have a front door. It's an open entrance.
It had been a relatively quiet morning, but that all seemed about to change as he saw a rather battered looking young woman enter his shop. He was about to point out that the inn was across the street- or where a doctor was for that matter, when the severely dented gauntlet was rather unceremoniously plunked onto the counter.
"Bleedin' Bowels o' Grimm, what happened," the smith exclaimed, not having seen such damage to a weapon in a long time.
A moment later, however, and he regained his composure. There was barely a second before he was speaking again.
Maroon pointed a worked thumb towards the back wall, "Work rooms are in the back. Use whatever you need, any room but the third. Reserved."
Having noticed her looking fondly into the case, below him, Maroon opened a small shelf at the bottom, retrieving a single crystal from it. He may have felt generous in the moment, but he was still a business man. The smith raised his hand to reveal a dark Dust crystal with purple accents.
"This," he began, "is Black Pearl Gravity Dust, high quality out put, extremely rare- took me months to get ahold of even this much," he pointed out- the crystal only about the length of his thumb.
Knowing she'd be off and back again, Maroon Awit returned the crystal to its drawer. With a pleasant smile, he was about to serve the next customer, a girl who looked far too soft to be a Huntress, with far too many bags- when a distinct sound caught his ear and stole his attention. Relinquishing his apron, he made his way back to the floor with purpose in his walk.
"Hey," he exclaimed to the young man working on his own knee, "How many times have I told you- no carving in the front. I can't afford to have metal shavings up here. If you want to work metal, you're going to pay Lien like everyone else. End of discussion."
Before another word could be said, he returned to the counter, placing the apron over his shoulders once again. Looking out over the opening of his shop again, he half expected the muscular woman to still be standing at the counter.
@Turboshitter I understand. My first few years of school were one throat problem after another, so I kinda get how it goes. Mostly. Prioritize your own wellbeing and don't push it. That being said... how much does Nimmie answer to Atlas?
Silme:"Don't think I won't kick your ass because I'm just a fictional character. I will find a way."

I'm the GM. Try me.
And then Tori flipped her shit because Nimmie was there.

I can see it now. "Why do you look the same!"
@Elle Santiago It'll come up IC.
@Lemons Silme: "Who the fuck made you leader?!?!"

Are you swoll bae? I didn't think so.
I don't have First. So... You lost me.
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