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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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Alright thanks for trying.
"You two are being a royal pain in my ass you know that right? How else are we suppose to gain information outside of an interrogation? Bandits aren't in their line of work because they're upright, good citizens. They're either assholes, desperate, or they need to prove something to someone. So even if they give us bad information at worse its not any different from where we started. Marcino can help us confirm it afterward anyways." Cole says firmly. He rubs his face with his hand. Saving the day required more than just being 'lawful good' at every turn at least Fer understood they had to be practical at some point. "Maybe its because I didn't sleep well, maybe its because I didn't eat lunch yet but I'm not saying we need to be always practical. I'm saying there's no room to play stereotypical hero roles Auriel. I'm not going to let kids die because I refused to be a bit more brutal than the children's tales want me to be." Cole says as he grips his sword firmly. He walks over to the gate. "I'll go along with the plan. Though I must admit I think it won't work. And there's no need to scout anything real big time anyways. These people haven't been raided yet if the guild receptionist was right. Meaning we just need to go, knock on the door, and ask the farmers." Cole looked out towards the road ahead of them as they moved forward past the gates and the guards wished them luck. He didn't feel like any eyes were on him but they still could've been watched by someone in the city. Rogues are a sneaky bunch of assholes.

When they eventually reached the farm house after a long walk Cole knocked on the door, and introduced himself as the Sword Hero, and showed his legendary weapon as proof. He let the others give their own introduction to the farmer inside who was a skinny, but well built man who seemed to be aging. "I'm proud to be hosting the legendary shield, and sword heroes! Never thought I'd see the day I tell you what! But what can I help you with young heroes?" The farmer asked as he sat them down at a humble wooden table with some stools. His house was made of the bare essentials, and seemed to be quite small but comfortable. There was an upstairs but the man just said it was for living space, and sleeping when Cole asked. "Thank you for your hospitality we heard that there was going to be an attack on your farm maybe. We're here to hopefully capture a bandit and find out where they're hiding." Cole states letting the others go ahead and ask what questioned they wanted to.
"Name's Graham, Nice to meet you Seraphina. Sorry to say just like my 'friends' here I'm kinda new to this city. I don't know much about this place. Truth being told I'm kinda a bumpkin so to speak. I come from some run down city from somewhere far away." Graham says as he rubs his head. He looks around to the older man, and then the young pretty white haired woman. Man this whole thing was going to go from 1 to 100 isn't it? Shit like this seems way to convenient to find someone who seems to have some sort of good manners. Still never look a gift horse in the mouth was the saying right? "Tell the truth we just met ourselves. All the same if you would be willing to lend us a helping hand I'll do my best to do the same for you. You gotta repay kindnesses and all right? If you don't mind showing us around the city we can help you find that shop." Graham offers casually as he shrugs. "And yeah I look rough but I'm not a thug I can promise you that much."
Alright apologizes I made plans and I had to help a friend on a personal level the past few days.
I'll try to post over the weekend if I can.
Alright good luck Whoami.
"I see good job Ferr but...I don't think that throwing yourself to the wolves will help anything. Just capture one of the guards, and we can bring him back, or smack him around until we get that information from him. As for Reyla...I spent my own time looking around for information turns out there's not much on her. She grew ups a urchin, fought in the arena under the name 'Grand Swordsman Reyla. And was known for using a shield, and sword typical fighter." Cole said as he looked around to his companions he couldn't help but wonder what exactly they could do other than capture someone. They needed info, and splitting up seemed like it would just get someone killed by multiple targets. Cole takes his sword out and plants it on the ground. "I also learned she gained only a minor following, and wasn't of much note other than being an slightly above average fighter but she has passion, and fought hard apparently. I can't say. Probably proved her worth to others by her fighting spirit." Cole swings his sword around in his hand but he is not standing around the others. "My own idea is simple. Go to the farm, camp out, ambush the ambush thugs, and stop them from burning down the farm. Capture one alive, get info from him, or bring him back to the city whatever works. Once we find out where Rayla tends to camp...well then its up to us heroes to save the day, and beat the bandit. Dead, or alive we need to bring something back to identify her loss to us if we do end up killing her."
I'm going to move the post to tomorrow I put it off to long today I apologize.
"Yeah true enough Teach I do gotta get better. Just wanted to say though I was just holding back from being too flashy. No need to hurt myself over looking super cool with just the wind. Its not exactly lightning and the girls here would get pissed I ruined their hair. I already get a big enough headache from using my power." Kou laughs when he was called out. All the same he was here for that exact reason. He needed to find ways to not get a constant head pain every time he tried to use his wind powers. It was a constant pain in the butt to have to down Advil, and or caffeine every time he used his aerokinetic abilities. Kou proceeded to listen intently through the other classes he didn't exactly find them really all that cool.

Kou found himself in the cafeteria after the classes were done. Figuring he'd spend way to much money on buying snacks as opposed to the school food Kou just took whatever standard meal the school would dish out for lunch. I mean a full stomach was better than an empty one and while school food tended to taste pretty meh at best it was still food. Kou sat down at a semi-crowded table and quickly ate at his food. He knew his mom would get on his case about chewing too quick, and stuff but he just wanted to get some food in his belly. Time not eating was time he could spend enjoying himself. It was a good day to be a kid. It may not be UA but that just meant less expectations.
Alright may need to kick the bucket down to saturday I don't have much in my today I doubt I will tomorrow.
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