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10 yrs ago
I went and found the rest of my soul being guarded by a giant floating rock and punched it. My soul, I mean. Not the rock. I yelled at that.
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10 yrs ago
How many unarmed, flaccid clones of yourself do you think it would it take to kill Harambe?
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10 yrs ago
THIS ROCK IS MY WIFE. AND THIS IS MY SPAWN.
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10 yrs ago
MOONINITES. DUPLICATE. REUNITE. AND UNNIHILATE.
10 yrs ago
It is time to investigate the CASE OF THE PIZZA CRYPTID.
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Bio
I've been told that my username sounds like a new brand of women's perfume, whatever the hell that means.
My main fuccbois:
@Dragonbud
@Spoopy Scary
@Maxx
@Mr Allen J
@He Who Walks Behind
@SepticGentleman
My main fuccbois:
@Dragonbud
@Spoopy Scary
@Maxx
@Mr Allen J
@He Who Walks Behind
@SepticGentleman
Most Recent Posts
And my post is up. Sorry it took so long.
You do an excellent job at making me hate Marilynn.
I love it.
I really don't get why people drop out with such a pace, though. I personally find it exciting rather than stressful when things move so quickly.
Sometimes people just dont have the time to check back and read posts as they rapidly succeed and prefer to respond at a slower pace. I can respect that, because in some RPs I'm like that myself. I'm fairly adaptable so I can and have worked in both situations- but I've also been in that position myself.
Nice post, @UrbanEvolution. Benedict's right on Crow not being very imposing xD
Thank you. Tried to be fairly concise and still convey the attitude and mood of Ben's perspective.
Being invited to... Meetings... Was strange for Ben. How someone found him puzzled him. Why someone would request his presence was even more boggling.
And now, someone was approaching him.
The one who smelt like blood.
He had heard her name before she told him it. When she answered the strange man who asked. Before her shoes tapped against the floor and before her weight fell into the seat right behind him. Her name was Crow. Why she named herself that, he did not know. Ben remembered a lot of things from his childhood, when he was completely human. His mother, the only person who he really considered a parent, told him stories when he was young before his father came home. Stories about knights and dragons and witches and princesses. He remembered how she told him a story one night about something called a vampire.
She had described them as imposing beings of great power. The pale undead for fed upon the blood of the living and hated sunlight and garlic. This girl... She was not very imposing. At least not right out. But she fit the bill, and if she was invited here then she obviously had plenty of bite to back up any bark she may show off. But she too seemed... Talkative some. At least to a degree. She was inexperienced, that much was obvious based upon how easily she introduced herself. She might be powerful enough to not be worried about the potential liabilities, but he wasn't personally taking any chances. His life had been changed forever because he wasn't careful one day, over a decade ago. It had permanently altered his outlook on... Most things.
So when the woman finally sat down next to him and introduced herself Benedict was ready. He recalled her name from what he had heard on NPR. He lowered his hood with his hands and turned his head to face the woman, his steely grey and blue scales moving around one another like a suit of chainmail armor. His white, glowing eyes moved in their sockets and the only way she'd be able to know he was looking at her would be by the subtle moments of his eyes shifting. He sniffed once but remained otherwise silent as she herself eyed him. He watched her eyes move over his body and was almost instantly on alert.
"I know." he said, his voice was almost pure bass. It's depth was almost physically heavy. The slight crackles and scratches suggested it had been a while since he had really talked.
Benedict hands clenched some and his index claw carved small circles in the seat of the pew as he contemplated his response to her relatively simple question about what his name was. His read name was out of the question. His adopted name was... A bit too personal. He doubted Crow was her real name and thus he decided to go with her introduction model. Professional titles only.
"Dragonfly." he stated, hoping to satiate her question.
It was a conference after all.
@Frettzo
And now, someone was approaching him.
The one who smelt like blood.
He had heard her name before she told him it. When she answered the strange man who asked. Before her shoes tapped against the floor and before her weight fell into the seat right behind him. Her name was Crow. Why she named herself that, he did not know. Ben remembered a lot of things from his childhood, when he was completely human. His mother, the only person who he really considered a parent, told him stories when he was young before his father came home. Stories about knights and dragons and witches and princesses. He remembered how she told him a story one night about something called a vampire.
She had described them as imposing beings of great power. The pale undead for fed upon the blood of the living and hated sunlight and garlic. This girl... She was not very imposing. At least not right out. But she fit the bill, and if she was invited here then she obviously had plenty of bite to back up any bark she may show off. But she too seemed... Talkative some. At least to a degree. She was inexperienced, that much was obvious based upon how easily she introduced herself. She might be powerful enough to not be worried about the potential liabilities, but he wasn't personally taking any chances. His life had been changed forever because he wasn't careful one day, over a decade ago. It had permanently altered his outlook on... Most things.
So when the woman finally sat down next to him and introduced herself Benedict was ready. He recalled her name from what he had heard on NPR. He lowered his hood with his hands and turned his head to face the woman, his steely grey and blue scales moving around one another like a suit of chainmail armor. His white, glowing eyes moved in their sockets and the only way she'd be able to know he was looking at her would be by the subtle moments of his eyes shifting. He sniffed once but remained otherwise silent as she herself eyed him. He watched her eyes move over his body and was almost instantly on alert.
"I know." he said, his voice was almost pure bass. It's depth was almost physically heavy. The slight crackles and scratches suggested it had been a while since he had really talked.
Benedict hands clenched some and his index claw carved small circles in the seat of the pew as he contemplated his response to her relatively simple question about what his name was. His read name was out of the question. His adopted name was... A bit too personal. He doubted Crow was her real name and thus he decided to go with her introduction model. Professional titles only.
"Dragonfly." he stated, hoping to satiate her question.
It was a conference after all.
@Frettzo
In case any of our super villains is a fan of watching the news, it's possible they would know of Crow. There's been a few situations where she's been filmed without a mask while fighting Durga. If they know about her, they'll likely know of the attacks she made on the high school and elementary school.
On the same topic some of them might know of Dragonfly since he's very easily identifiable. If they fallow news that occurs in Chicago that is.
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Ah, Allenfest. I think that's what really pushed me over the proverbial edge.
It's totally not for everyone. But I met you so it's not all bad.
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Limit? That's a strange word. I'm afraid I don't know it though...
Actually I did. I cut out quite a bit I could have included. I almost did a whole neither bit about Ginny preparing for the meeting. But it didn't make the cut.
The struggle.
There was a time when I was able to write much longer posts but I think some of that part of me has shriveled up and snapped off. I stay out of the Advanced section these days.
Him, a friend of ours named Allen, and myself were in RPs together. If you want to see my regular post length go check my stuff in Verthaven. I've been limiting myself here as to not swamp erryone with words walls. Bet you're doing the same @Blue Demon.
@Blue Demon
You have put every other post on there to shame
I'll take second. If You ever wanna make a monster post, Blue, lemme know and we can collab lol
As for the advanced part, same.
Sorry, didn't see any of that until just a moment ago. I try to post 3-4 paragraph responses every time. Takes me a little longer.
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