No worries guys, I made sure all the girls were non related.
A real brother right here.
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The Voltusiest Ventus
STATUS: Happy Birthday, I hope you’re gonna have a good day today. 3 yrs ago
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Happy Birthday, I hope you’re gonna have a good day today.
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7 yrs ago
Word of the Day: Overcome.
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7 yrs ago
Also checked out Myriad Reality, I think they are trying to build some kind of computer consciousness over there via IC posts.
7 yrs ago
Get ready for an unusually low volume of likes then, you so-and-so.
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7 yrs ago
Can someone ironically praise me please? Thank you!
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I’ve moved. I don’t have the same number anymore.
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A real brother right here.
Lets see....
Furnace is like the little one who needs lead around, but is very determined.
Separ is like the son who is a bit naive, but is strong and moral.
Suki is like the foreign exchange student who is temporarily living with us, and trying to just seduce everyone at once.
Vis is that one son who hides in his room all day, but is really a rom-com addict- despite his rough outward appearance.
Alula is that strange, spaced out next-door neighbor girl who always somehow wanders into the house and randomly gets caught up in our vacations.
Kelvin is like a father who just wants to get done with work, and everyone safe.
Carver is the over protective mom who disaproves of the foreign exchange student.
Kronshi is the tax collector, that is all.
I want to stay inside mom...
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Fine, carry her in the princess hold :3
And I saw that! Stop reading things that your a century to young for!
Oh look! A picture of you, *folds corner of page*
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Who is trying? What about those who don't care to try? xD
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Suki is going to need something more functional than a dress to be carried like that.
Nude is functional.. *tucks away Sucubus Monthly*
I will support you 100%! I'm willing to help with anything you may need, as long as it is within the boundaries of my abilities!
Edit: I might play Saudi Arabia, if not then some country in the levant.
Edit: I might play Saudi Arabia, if not then some country in the levant.
I think it's an omen, Chenzor! It's a SIGN!
You are the true GM!
I think I may need to drop out. I don't think I have the patience for an NRP and the advanced posts that come with it. This is a fantastic rp but I need to just do some more casual stuff for now, mostly because of the life things that are happening. I am so sorry if this interrupts something or any plans but I just need to calm down a bit.
Hey mate, you don't need to post advanced length posts like some of us, I post a tad bit long because I have too much time on my hands. But hey, if this is what you want, then its what you want. Have fun in your RPing endeavors.
I decided to not write what I found as I want approval on whether I can or can not find her daughter in the crate.
Once Alula had stopped turning around, Vis disappeared into the forest, giving the Oracle a wide birth so she could not spot him. He felt a bit more steady on his feet but still a bit shaky. He walked and then he started to jog and by the time he reached the edge of the forest he was sprinting, it seemed that magical healing had a delay when it came to pain reduction.
Once at the edge of the forest, Vis dropped to a crouch and winced, clutching his side an clamping his eyes shut, ‘so much for magic pain reduction.’ he thought to himself as he sank out of the tree line and into the outskirts of the town. As he snuck through the town, he heard yells and cheers as raiders celebrated the destruction of the town and the occasional scream of terror.
Slowly approaching the area of the bakery, Vis felt his heart sink to his stomach, there was a rising cloud of smoke coming from where he remembered the bakery to be and once he came around to the street where it operated, his hopes were dashed.
The building was blackened and charred, and the windows were smashed along with the doors. Vis crept in and went straight to the kitchen and tears stung his eyes as he saw the table flipped over and the hatch wide open, stumbling to the entrance, he hissed down into the basement.
“Any one thare?!” He got no reply, so he stuck his head in and illuminated the room with his green eye, he recoiled instantly and hurled not the floor, heaving until his stomach was empty. Every one was dead and the coppery smell of blood was all that came from the room down below. But Vis had to have hope, he climbed down into the space and regretted it as he splashed into a puddle of crimson. He looked around and bathed everything in a green light, they were all dead, butchered and their limbs strewn everywhere.
He was about to leave when he heard a meep, he turned to where he thought he heard it and saw the baker woman who had told him of the basement. She was beckoning weakly towards him, Vis quickly went to her side and dropped to his knees and gripped her hand.
“I’m thorry,” he whined, tears escaping his eyes, “please forgive me-“ her weak smile cut him off and she gripped her hand and nodded towards a crate in the corner.
“look after-” she rasped, Vis was about to ask what her what he was meant to look after but her eyes had already closed. He clamped his eyes shut and fought back more tears, before rising and approaching the box.
Lifting open the lid he was surprised at what was in side
Once at the edge of the forest, Vis dropped to a crouch and winced, clutching his side an clamping his eyes shut, ‘so much for magic pain reduction.’ he thought to himself as he sank out of the tree line and into the outskirts of the town. As he snuck through the town, he heard yells and cheers as raiders celebrated the destruction of the town and the occasional scream of terror.
Slowly approaching the area of the bakery, Vis felt his heart sink to his stomach, there was a rising cloud of smoke coming from where he remembered the bakery to be and once he came around to the street where it operated, his hopes were dashed.
The building was blackened and charred, and the windows were smashed along with the doors. Vis crept in and went straight to the kitchen and tears stung his eyes as he saw the table flipped over and the hatch wide open, stumbling to the entrance, he hissed down into the basement.
“Any one thare?!” He got no reply, so he stuck his head in and illuminated the room with his green eye, he recoiled instantly and hurled not the floor, heaving until his stomach was empty. Every one was dead and the coppery smell of blood was all that came from the room down below. But Vis had to have hope, he climbed down into the space and regretted it as he splashed into a puddle of crimson. He looked around and bathed everything in a green light, they were all dead, butchered and their limbs strewn everywhere.
He was about to leave when he heard a meep, he turned to where he thought he heard it and saw the baker woman who had told him of the basement. She was beckoning weakly towards him, Vis quickly went to her side and dropped to his knees and gripped her hand.
“I’m thorry,” he whined, tears escaping his eyes, “please forgive me-“ her weak smile cut him off and she gripped her hand and nodded towards a crate in the corner.
“look after-” she rasped, Vis was about to ask what her what he was meant to look after but her eyes had already closed. He clamped his eyes shut and fought back more tears, before rising and approaching the box.
Lifting open the lid he was surprised at what was in side
Sad that the citrus crest doesn't have citrus?
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