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1 yr 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.
1 yr ago
devaronian is the race you're looking for. They're basically thugs for the hutts for the most part.
1 yr 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.
1 yr 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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1 yr 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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Anyone going to post soon?
"Hey Mister Anderson would you mind talking with me about some first aid options we have at our disposal? I want to make sure we don't need to expend unnecessary mana." Leon asked Anderson who nodded in agreement, and told him that he'd have his back if he requested it. Leon smiled, and told Brynhildr they'd go looking for some clothes for her later so that she can go out in public without looking suspicious, or silly. Brynhildr thanked him for his consideration before he told her that she should go into spirit form in order to conserve his mana. Leon looked down at his wrist as she vanished into air. Anderson told the others that they'd see him soon enough, and that he'd make sure to see them on the plane before departing with Leon.

Timeskip - 1 Day Later

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After some stalling for supplies, and last minute prepartions the quick flight to Danzig was relatively short, and simple. It only took a few hours, and the heroes with their masters had little to no difficulty getting from one place to another. King's jet was quick, and fast no doubt due to his vast fortune that he had accumulated in Vegas he was able to buy things like this for convenience sake. After the trip the group was herded together for a quick convoy trip to the small city of Mavas where they found themselves in a bustling small town of relatively sparse industrialization. There were a few blocks of houses on the hilly area, and the main town itself seemed to be a relatively small to medium sized area full of some shopping centers but little else. The city wasn't ancient, or outdated by any means but it wasn't anything you'd find in New York with giant sky scrapers. The trip was quick as very few cars were on the road today, and the journey to the church found the Black Faction in a small corner of town isolated from the rest. A priest with grey hair, and a haggard face greeted those who left the car first. As Anderson got out he went up, and hugged the man greeting him with a smile. Leon, and Lancer who had spoken very little to each other the past day found themselves looking up around at the big blue sky. "I must say flying sure was a nostalgic experience for me. To fly in such a large metal plane would never have occurred to me in the past. It brings back good, and sad memories alike." Lancer said as Leon nodded, and he then considered what would happen as he felt awkward he didn't speak Polish so he hoped the priest here didn't require it.

Leon wondered what was ahead of them exactly they had failed to find the Forest. Monica had left the main group to go, and search the city she insisted she was fine on her own. As Leon turned to look at Lancer who looked quite a lot like a teacher now. Arguably the hottest teacher he had met in his life but then again it turned out she was a Valkyrie from legends past so he guess her appearance fit the bill of one of the viking's angels. But on a more serious note He wondered where the main enemies were.

The priest walked over to the group, and opened his arms wide. "My name is Father Howard. Welcome to the church young ones, and ancient heroes. I hope that the trip went well for all of you. I have prepared individual rooms in the basement for all of your needs as mages be it for rituals, or just for space. You may explore the main room, and the most of the bottom rooms at your discretion. However please respect that the upper area is for priests, and executors only. We're using it for storage space, and to keep documents safe if you are caught up there you will be held accountable for trespassing. Alternatively if you do not wish to be in the basement then you may leave this place and try to found your own lodging. There will be no defiling the alters, or any holy symbols here or I will request that you vacate the church. I'm aware some of you are pagans after all..." the man said as Anderson laughed as he assured the man that no matter what he'd make sure these people behaved themselves in a holy sanctum of the church.


Ill post later
"If I had numbers my friend I wouldn't be here telling you to watch out for civilians. We don't exactly have the luxury of sneaking into places filled with rebels without the chance of risking the lives, and security of the mission. This revolution will be bloody. I would prefer to lessen the blood shed if possible. That is all I meant by my words." Fujimaru told his compatriot as he looked over to Yuya running over to him fashionably late but reasonable enough he suppose at least he didn't run in just as the raid started. Fujimaru took his time to nod, and gesture towards the building now in front of them. "You're here now that's all the matters. Take positions." Fujimaru stated as he approached the building as he opened the door a woman in a kimono looked on terrified at them in the middle of the hallway. She seemed to understand instantly what was going on as she pointed upstairs. As the vanguard moved upstairs Fujimaru made sure to watch the hallways, and doors on the first floor. As the first of the group came upstairs they heard loud noises coming from a room with the door opening. Investigating it showed a group of men of six with swords joking about how dumb the police were lately. Another group upstairs seemed to be mumbling something underneath their breath but hadn't noticed anything.
Alright was waiting for evil to post but I'll move everyone into place after Xbox is done with their presentation at E3 tomorrow.
Everyones doing a good job with their character s so far.
Alright hope you have fun. Remember to try and punch through a wall with a natural 20. My friend who played a halfling never lets down that he punched through a wall with that character. Or when he suplexed a orc.
Not until the contract is sealed and she's tethered to this world. She's effectively a dead person/ghost at the moment.
Alright the IC isn't great but the setting is more or less up to each individual character as each of them awaken in a separate room. It is up to them what they find comfortable, or familiar. I can't supply that properly as you are their creators.

The posts should get better by the time we meet the rest of this specific group.
The time has come. At the last moment of a hero's life comes the relief, or ever present fear of the darkness. The cold embrace of Lord, and or Lady Death as they welcome their newest companion into the next phase of their life. It is a thing that everyone must go through but some lives are harder than the rest. They who have experienced a need for justice, revenge, or and have experienced a life of struggle for the people. As the darkness embraces them however they are suddenly jerked out of it. As if awakening from a dream they awaken in a windowless room that seems familiar. However it is clearly not the same if not for the lack of a familiar feeling associated with the room they find themselves in, then the fact that their last act was clearly them dying. And not just that but they lack any bodily feelings. There is no tiredness, no pain, or even usual medical issues that some may find like headaches, or back pain. There is an eerie silence, and lack of human connection to these rooms.

And once they find themselves slowly adjusted to the room a polite but firm knock comes from the door from the hallway. But no voice calling after them.
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