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3 yrs ago
Current Losing a game of dragon ball the breakers because my dipshit allies wouldn't give me their fucking dragon balls pisses me off. the raider was already nearly dead fml.
3 yrs ago
devaronian is the race you're looking for. They're basically thugs for the hutts for the most part.
3 yrs ago
Man I'd love to be proven wrong so i'll keep trying but still it sucks like the fourth time this has happened for entirely seperate reasons each as dumb as the last.
3 yrs ago
Man I just can't stick with a DND Group. I'm aware I feel pushy at times but I never intend to push anyone into doing anything. I'm just feeling so dejected at this point.
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3 yrs ago
In general I've given up play by post roleplaying. I only check on occasion due to how NO ONE commits to forum posting in my over ten years of experience.
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I'm one of the surviving members from the event known as Guild Fall. I am a big fan of Mobile Suit Gundam and am very specific on what I want in a roleplay. I have completed two roleplays (one is debateable) and have over six years of roleplaying experience dating back to when I was in Middle School.

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"You misunderstand what I meant. I was talking about how strong she was not why she wasn't eliminated. It was a testament to how strong she is that neither group has decided to take her out to save the trouble she may deal out later. Besides there's more than one major general out there and they're all targets." Kotaro simply stated ignoring she was patronizing him like some idle novice. In all respects Kotaro was probably more experienced then she was. Not that he particularly cared. Getting up and putting his knife into his pocket Kotaro walked past Halia. "The Boss is probably done. I'm going to check in too see if he needs me. If not then I'll go to the target range. Practice my shooting. You do what you want." Kotaro said bluntly without a hint of friendliness to it. He was rather clear on the fact he was not going to forget about Halia questioning his loyalties anytime soon.
"Free isn't the word i'd used. We'll have more rights but it will be governed harshly but fairly knowing Xerxes's group. Though people won't be murdered for simply saying something bad or what have you they will still be under the rule of the Empire. Remember our goal is reformation not destruction. Destruction only leads to violence and more infighting than it's worth. Otherwise we'd be with Nightraid right now...or at least some of us." Nako said simply but bluntly she didn't want to come across as condescending but she didn't want her to keep thinking the wrong things about the group she had recently joined. Why Xerxes had chosen her was beyond Nako's knowledge but she trusted her leader. "Alright I got some origami skills from an old friend I could use to help you make little paper birds. Just remember to keep this cake somewhere safe sweety. We're going on a mission soon. Well hopefully Xerxes was looking at all the people he could last time i saw him. A paper stack larger than me and wider than general ogre's fat head."
It happens don't worry.
@LaXnydHey Lax when can you get a post off?
Oh my god that part with baker is so forced...I had written it better the other two times I'd done it but I just couldn't remember what I had. Figures one key would screw me.
Well for what it's worth my math course in college is holding me down below the water line like a brick tied to my ankle.
Hey Sug I'll have Baker reply in a bit but I just typed a whole paragraph and deleted it by mistake just for you.
"Um what are you talking about Reve you're not on for guard duty today...are they?" asked Williams as she checked back towards her captain as he looked over to Williams. "I'm not in the mood to deal with Reve's complaining about how she and Nena aren't being treated with the respect they deserve...if they want to patrol the border let them. However order Stella to keep watch. I can trust her not to disobey orders. Unfortunately it's been-...never mind just let them go." Jason said tiredly as he gave a wave of his hand to Williams. "Captain says you're clear to launch. I'll ready the catapults." Williams said professionally as she rang down to Yuri, "Hey Miss Williams what's up?" the engineer asked as he spit on the floor and wiped some grease off his nose. He'd been fooling around with some of the weapons recovered from the enemies. Mostly studying and re purposing them for use on the remaining daggers. "Three gundams are launching including Virtue please radio the catapults." Williams said to Yuri who groaned as he put down his wrench. "I'd just readjusted them for the returning teams....whatever i'll get my men on it Miss Williams." Yuri groaned as he picked up his walky talkie and phone down to his men in the catapult section of the ship to get the area ready for heavy unit support.

"I'm almost ready...this freaking thing is weird I hate how different it is from my mobile suit. Whatever still the same concept just bulkier and with more systems." Nena groaned as she tried to get Virtue to work on cue.

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"Hey guys I'm getting readings up ahead...should we go and investigate?" Grant asked his team teammates as he looked ahead of him but couldn't find much. "Shit I bet it's those Zeon punks. Don't they ever learn?" Grant asked his team as he prepared his systems for launch. "This is Grant, Captain Jason I got possible tangos I may move to engage orders sir?" Grant asked as Jason picked up and ordered him to do as he would saying he trusted Grant's instincts and that he'd radio Paul and Graham to prepare. He had another group preparing to launch but they were not as discreet as Jason would've liked for 'possible' tangos.

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Baker thought a moment about how to respond. She wasn't entirely sure how to respond to what Donna had just told her. Being from such a prestigious line of people wasn't something to be scoffed at. After a moment of consideration Baker finally thought of how to express her thoughts on the matter. "I see well if you come from such a long line of famous people. Unfortunately I can't really comment on anyone of them or even pretend to act like I do. I know nothing about your universe and if what I heard of that visit to Mariemaia's base from the foot soldiers said then it seems your universe still runs on a monarchy style system where certain nobles run things. In own universe it's different. People are judged on not the circumstances of their birth not their social class. Well it makes more sense in context. In our universe there are people called Coordinators who live in space. They're genetically enhanced in some ways. Well a lot of ways to be exact. They're physically and sometimes mentally more capable then most normal born people. I don't know the exacts behind it but it seems the world just doesn't want to accept the fact that they were born naturally better than others thanks to technology. The normal people like the majority of people on this ship are 'naturals' who are normal born humans and they reject the concept of coordinators though the hype for fanatical anti-coordinatorism has died down a lot. Thus coordinators mostly live in space split apart from Earth which have since been partially mended after two wars though conflicts still rage on."

"The point I'm just trying to get across is that our worlds have two completely different. I'm sorry I went on for a bit about that I just felt like I needed to share that. However with that being said I'd think it'd just be for the best to talk about our hobbies instead. You said you liked music huh? At least on the violin? I have a similar hobby but just music in general. I prefer to sing but I know how to use some basic instruments. How about if given the chance we can put on a little pick me up song for the crew? I think that'd be fun. Or maybe just the two of us if you're stage shy. And as for men...well I don't think I know you well enough to help you there sorry..."
Hey lily at the risk of sounding impatient, which i'm not, but where's the IC at?
No clue where Lax or ghost are
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