Sorry for being a bit out of the loop @Hylozoist. It's just thaT weird and confusing life stuff happens. Expect a post either later today or tomorrow.
TwelveOf8
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STATUS: Now that I have given up video games I should have a lot more time to RP now. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to have declared this but hopefully I won't be the last. 9 yrs ago
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Now that I have given up video games I should have a lot more time to RP now. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to have declared this but hopefully I won't be the last.
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To all those who are awaiting a post from me I'm sorry. I have no excuses. I expect the very best from myself and frankly that kind of pressure brings about some major procrastination.
9 yrs ago
I very well may be the worst fps player the world has ever known.
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Has anyone heard of this Smitty Werbenjagermanjensen guy? They say he's number one.
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Alright, no more screwing around. I have to get started on my various projects. I can't let another week go by with nothing done. Lady France awaits and I'm not getting any younger.
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I guess this is where I explain myself.
All I can say is that my existence is an endless void occasionally interrupted by passing flashes of light.
Interlaced with a little randomness here and there to, ya know, keep things interesting.
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Sure, just been caught up in stuff. Expect a post either later today or tomorrow.
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Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sorry about the lack of posts on my part. I'm just waiting for the story to move along.
I'm in, though I would like our other RP to continue @Rhythmloid, at least for a little while longer. But yeah, totally in!
I post every day or two with long posts. I hope that's ok.
"Corrine huh? A pretty name for a pretty girl." Rolo commented. He was a sucker for a pretty face. Especially if that pretty face belonged to a shy girl. Pretty shy girls were his favourite.
"The name's Rolo" he anounced. "The scrawny perv to my right is Switch" Rolo gestured towards the scrawny guy of medium height.
Switch pulled down his beatnik shades down to the tip of his nose, revealing hazel eyes. He gave Corrine a wink before putting them back into place.
"The nub to my left is Divo" Rolo gestured to his left at the short guy with the normal shades.
Divo gave Corrine a cheesy grin and two finger pistol gestures with both hands simultaneously. A killer move he used at every opportunity.
"And we are the baddest greaser gang in town! The Salt Bay Turbos!" Rolo announced proudly.
The trio turned their backs to Corinne for approximately one second, showing their club patches on their backs. The trio then turned back around to face Corinne.
"And don't worry your pretty little head. We won't beat you up. We like you! Isn't that right fellas!?" Rolo asked of his companions.
"We sure do big guy" Divo replied.
"Damn skippy" Switch intoned.
"If you want to see the inside of the clubhouse little cutie. You'll have to wait until the Royal Regal Bash, like all the other guests." Rolo stated. "Ya see, us Salt Bay Turbos throw the wildest parties around, but we got tired of the same old scene ya know. Cheap beer, dirty places to crash, and even dirtier girls." Rolo explained.
"You said it brotha" piped up Divo.
"I think I caught somethin from last time." Switch complained.
"And because we're rebels, the baddest rebels around, the man gives us no respect." Rolo stated bitterly.
"We bleed for our patches. Ain't that worth nothin?" asked Divo.
"And we make other people bleed for em as well, much more fun." interjected Switch.
"So along comes lord fancy pants in there, with a deal that'll set us straight." said Rolo. "He says that if we join up with his crew and form the new Royals, he'll let us Turbos use his sweet pad, once a month. Free of charge. Sounds pretty sweet don't it." Rolo explained.
"Whooo ee!" sounded Divo.
"Outta sight." said Switch.
"You're welcome to come along little missy. You're little brother too. It's gonna be a wild! Just ask for me at the door. I ain't gonna forget you, not for coons age anyway." said Rolo. His invitation was genuine, though it was hard to tell when he was being genuine and when he wasn't.
"So what do ya say, little missy?" Rolo asked Corrine.
"The name's Rolo" he anounced. "The scrawny perv to my right is Switch" Rolo gestured towards the scrawny guy of medium height.
Switch pulled down his beatnik shades down to the tip of his nose, revealing hazel eyes. He gave Corrine a wink before putting them back into place.
"The nub to my left is Divo" Rolo gestured to his left at the short guy with the normal shades.
Divo gave Corrine a cheesy grin and two finger pistol gestures with both hands simultaneously. A killer move he used at every opportunity.
"And we are the baddest greaser gang in town! The Salt Bay Turbos!" Rolo announced proudly.
The trio turned their backs to Corinne for approximately one second, showing their club patches on their backs. The trio then turned back around to face Corinne.
"And don't worry your pretty little head. We won't beat you up. We like you! Isn't that right fellas!?" Rolo asked of his companions.
"We sure do big guy" Divo replied.
"Damn skippy" Switch intoned.
"If you want to see the inside of the clubhouse little cutie. You'll have to wait until the Royal Regal Bash, like all the other guests." Rolo stated. "Ya see, us Salt Bay Turbos throw the wildest parties around, but we got tired of the same old scene ya know. Cheap beer, dirty places to crash, and even dirtier girls." Rolo explained.
"You said it brotha" piped up Divo.
"I think I caught somethin from last time." Switch complained.
"And because we're rebels, the baddest rebels around, the man gives us no respect." Rolo stated bitterly.
"We bleed for our patches. Ain't that worth nothin?" asked Divo.
"And we make other people bleed for em as well, much more fun." interjected Switch.
"So along comes lord fancy pants in there, with a deal that'll set us straight." said Rolo. "He says that if we join up with his crew and form the new Royals, he'll let us Turbos use his sweet pad, once a month. Free of charge. Sounds pretty sweet don't it." Rolo explained.
"Whooo ee!" sounded Divo.
"Outta sight." said Switch.
"You're welcome to come along little missy. You're little brother too. It's gonna be a wild! Just ask for me at the door. I ain't gonna forget you, not for coons age anyway." said Rolo. His invitation was genuine, though it was hard to tell when he was being genuine and when he wasn't.
"So what do ya say, little missy?" Rolo asked Corrine.
"Hey you! Little mouse!" shouted Rolo. "We got no cheese here!" he shouted again, more playfully this time.
"I know where you can find some, little cutie" said Switch, the lanky one. He made the crotch chop gesture before laughing hysterically out loud. It sounded like a hyena but twice as loud and five times as abrasive.
"Shut it Switch!" piped up Divo, the short stocky one, who also had slicked back black hair. "She'd rather have a guy like me! Stout and hardy! Not some scrawny wiener like you" he continued.
"I suppose you are more, down to earth." countered Switch, before laughing at his own referential joke. His laugh was even louder and more obnoxious than before.
"Why I outa...." threatened Divo. He grabbed Switches shirt then pulled his chest down, so that they were both face to face. Switch was still giggling, not taking the threat of violence seriously in the least. It seemed that such instances were not uncommon between Switch and Divo.
"Now now boys" placated Rolo. "That's no way to behave in front of our guest. Look at her, the poor thing. You dopes have scared her half to death! Rolo rebuked.
"Sorry Rolo" said Divo, before letting Switch go.
"We didn't mean it big guy. You know we was just playin." said Switch, apologetically.
"Boneheads!" Rolor rebuked again.
Rolex turned to the girl they discovered outside the clubhouse. "What's your name little darlin?" he asked.
"I know where you can find some, little cutie" said Switch, the lanky one. He made the crotch chop gesture before laughing hysterically out loud. It sounded like a hyena but twice as loud and five times as abrasive.
"Shut it Switch!" piped up Divo, the short stocky one, who also had slicked back black hair. "She'd rather have a guy like me! Stout and hardy! Not some scrawny wiener like you" he continued.
"I suppose you are more, down to earth." countered Switch, before laughing at his own referential joke. His laugh was even louder and more obnoxious than before.
"Why I outa...." threatened Divo. He grabbed Switches shirt then pulled his chest down, so that they were both face to face. Switch was still giggling, not taking the threat of violence seriously in the least. It seemed that such instances were not uncommon between Switch and Divo.
"Now now boys" placated Rolo. "That's no way to behave in front of our guest. Look at her, the poor thing. You dopes have scared her half to death! Rolo rebuked.
"Sorry Rolo" said Divo, before letting Switch go.
"We didn't mean it big guy. You know we was just playin." said Switch, apologetically.
"Boneheads!" Rolor rebuked again.
Rolex turned to the girl they discovered outside the clubhouse. "What's your name little darlin?" he asked.
I'm a confused about your latest post @Rhythmloid. Are you outside the clubhouse trying to get in?
It's all there in the title. What methods do you fine people use to settle physical altercations in a non-physical text world?
All those in attendance at the clubhouse meeting heard the hushed and aggressive whispers coming from the outside. From somewhere beneath one of the stationary Windows to the right of Charles. "There seems to be a couple of mice scurrying around outside." Charles observed. He was neither worried nor interested. Though he was interested in finding out how his new business associate would handle possible intrusions.
"Go check it out Rolo" ordered Chet. He also seemed unconcerned about the interruption to their proceedings. But Chet felt that he had to at play the boss card, in order to spare whatever remained of his dignity.
"Sure thing boss." replied the really tall, rally fat guy with the black slicked hair. "Come on Switch, you to Divo" ordered Rolo. A scrawny guy of medium height with black hair and a pair of beatnik glasses alongside a short and stocky guy in a regular pair of sunglasses wordlessly accompanied Rolo out the front door of the clubhouse.
"Yeah, so once a month. That'll give us time to restock the bar and get everything back into...." Charles explained. For Rolo, Switch, and Divo, the explanation was cut short as they left through the clubhouse door.
"Go check it out Rolo" ordered Chet. He also seemed unconcerned about the interruption to their proceedings. But Chet felt that he had to at play the boss card, in order to spare whatever remained of his dignity.
"Sure thing boss." replied the really tall, rally fat guy with the black slicked hair. "Come on Switch, you to Divo" ordered Rolo. A scrawny guy of medium height with black hair and a pair of beatnik glasses alongside a short and stocky guy in a regular pair of sunglasses wordlessly accompanied Rolo out the front door of the clubhouse.
"Yeah, so once a month. That'll give us time to restock the bar and get everything back into...." Charles explained. For Rolo, Switch, and Divo, the explanation was cut short as they left through the clubhouse door.
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