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I've been hoping someone just runs up and hits it with a stick.
I mean, someone could launch a tree at the beast. That would almost be like throwing a stick at it, and it would be very amusing.
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8 yrs ago
Happy New Years to All!
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9 yrs ago
It's been "cold ass morning and hot ass afternoon" for too long now. I wanna be able to wear a jacket in the morning without melting into a puddle a few hours later.
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I joined like three raffles send ~*~good vibes~*~ y'all
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"Welcome one, welcome all, feast your eyes upon the magnificent, the terrific, the powerful, the terrifying, the amazing,"
"Hi~"
Yes, it is I, the one and only Witch Cat! Who am I? Well, I'm a witch, and a cat, a witch cat if you will, and that's coincidently my name too! But I suppose you want to know more than that. So here are a few tabs to answer your questions for you!
Oh helleur, what a pawsome surprise seeing you here. It's just purrfect that you dropped in meow, I'm glad to have you. Oh I'm just kitten, I'll stop with the puns now.
Well, hello, I'm Witch Cat, as you already know. And I'm an unimportant nobody on the internet with no life! Well, that first part is a lie, I'm wanted in 17 states but I digress. I guess you want to know a little more about me, so here goes. (God, I never learned how to start these)
So umm, I'm just a RPer on the internets. I'm from Iran, which makes me a PURRsian, and I moved to the states a while ago. I know 4 languages, only 2 of those fluently, but I still prefer RPing and talking in English. I'm not really a witch or a cat (or am I?), but I still like making good luck jars and sigils for the ~＊~ＡＥＳＴＨＥＴＩＣ~＊~. I think I have a notebook full of sigils and written rituals lying somewhere that I use for RPs.
Speaking of RPs, before the most I've done are short 1x1 RPs with strangers on Omegle, very few RPs which I remember fondly. But coming to the RPGuild was my first experience RPing in a group and I've been loving it so far! I've met a lot of wonderful people, joined a bunch of memorable RPs, and had a butt load of fun. Can't wait for more!
RPs I'm In
RPs I GM In
- None!
Will update soon, but for now, enjoy a gif of Suzy/AKA genderbent me tbh
Well, that's pretty much it. I'll probs add more stuff later but for now,
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I mean, someone could launch a tree at the beast. That would almost be like throwing a stick at it, and it would be very amusing.
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Quick question, @jasonwolf, is the glass bottle the rot bomb? Or is the rot bomb it's own separate thing?
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Everyone using complex magic to aid them in search and battle, and Atlas throws a Molotov at a giant ice monster. I love this group.
100 posts yay!
100 posts yay!
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@jasonwolf
wow manga? really? this mage is such a weeb
Are there any more items in the bedroom we should know about? Carpeting? Night stands? Or is it really just an empty room with a bed and a closet? If we are supposed to piece together the answer ourselves, getting into specifics would be nice.
wow manga? really? this mage is such a weeb
Are there any more items in the bedroom we should know about? Carpeting? Night stands? Or is it really just an empty room with a bed and a closet? If we are supposed to piece together the answer ourselves, getting into specifics would be nice.
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A shattered bottle and a safe, we're so close to solving the mystery now!
I like eating raw eggplants covered in salt.
Oh my, I got such a diverse list!
1) Lady Gaga- Aura
2) Lady Gaga- Hair
3) Lady Gaga- Burqa
4) Lady Gaga- Highway Unicorn
5) Lady Gaga- Electric Chapel
6) Lady Gaga- Starstruck
7) Lady Gaga- Love Game
8) Lady Gaga- Heavy Metal Lover
9) Lady Gaga- Swine
10) Lady Gaga- Venus
1) Lady Gaga- Aura
2) Lady Gaga- Hair
3) Lady Gaga- Burqa
4) Lady Gaga- Highway Unicorn
5) Lady Gaga- Electric Chapel
6) Lady Gaga- Starstruck
7) Lady Gaga- Love Game
8) Lady Gaga- Heavy Metal Lover
9) Lady Gaga- Swine
10) Lady Gaga- Venus
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A dead rat!
A familiar perhaps, he thought hopefully. He nudged it with his foot. It remained still. Just a dead rat afterall.
Straightening up, and sighing with the utmost disappointment, Coal could already feel the disapproving head-shakes of this teammates. He luckily didn’t zone out with self-loathing thoughts this time.
Kicking off a few stray freezer burned cans away from his foot, he surveyed the very neat mess of items. Nothing interesting he concluded, a total waste of energy, and a great way to let any crazed cryomancer standing around to sniff out their location. However, Coal had full faith they were perfectly safe, sadly the team didn’t share his confidence. But Coal was sure he was-
"Kid, I know it's your first mission but,”
Coal snapped out of running thoughts with a confused “Huh?”, silently cursing both himself and Azai. Himself for zoning out, and Azai for somehow not realising his seething anger when being called a kid. Maybe he did know how much it annoyed him, Coal wondered, it wouldn’t surprise him if another person liked picking on the new kid, going on life threatening missions could make someone cynical.
"Leave this mess, I don't think there is anything useful in a bunch of canned food. Let's go check the bedroom maybe there's something there." Coal realised Azai was trying to be helpful, he failed miserably at it, but nevertheless, he tried. Wasn’t that worth something? Coal was mostly just glad he wasn’t the only one without the faintest idea of what to exactly look for.
“Whatever, sure,” Coal replied in unintended teen angst, as he shuffled towards Azai as they made their way upstairs, leaving the mess for someone to either clean up or burn.
The creek and groan of footsteps echoed within the wooden walls, drowning out Coal’s “hey” when he spotted the other two heading towards the basement. What first caught his attention was how cold everyone else seemed. Coal suspected their refusal to use magic was stubbornness. Were they trying to prove a point? Seem stronger than they really are? Whatever it was, it seemed silly to Coal that they wouldn’t just light themselves on fire. He shrugged off both the thought and the cold as they walked through the glittering staircase. Glittering?
Yes, Coal’s Rainbow Dust seemed to have splattered everywhere across the walls, the mess of magic he did in the kitchen most likely caused that. At least the walls sparkled prettily if you really focused on them. Glad he did something nice to the home, he finally reached the bedroom with Azai. He gently swung open the door, no bang this time, and strode in the room.
Coal wasn’t sure what exactly he was expecting to see. A little dust, maybe mold, old rickety furniture, but not this much. An evolving colony seemed to emerge out of every damp, green corner. Dust caked every surface, and it billowed everywhere with every step. (What he thought was) A bed draped in moth-eaten sheets. It could’ve been a table for all he knew, 4 legs draped with a cloth isn’t much to go on. A stool in the corner that looked like it could collapse at any moment, and Cerberus stalking from the corner before promptly coming at his side when he sensed Coal’s mood, rubbing his back sympathetically on Coal’s stick-leg.
He admired Cerberus’ help before taking his eyes off him, and scanning the room. Looking for something. Documents, stray spell ingredients, blood.
Something, anything.
A familiar perhaps, he thought hopefully. He nudged it with his foot. It remained still. Just a dead rat afterall.
Straightening up, and sighing with the utmost disappointment, Coal could already feel the disapproving head-shakes of this teammates. He luckily didn’t zone out with self-loathing thoughts this time.
Kicking off a few stray freezer burned cans away from his foot, he surveyed the very neat mess of items. Nothing interesting he concluded, a total waste of energy, and a great way to let any crazed cryomancer standing around to sniff out their location. However, Coal had full faith they were perfectly safe, sadly the team didn’t share his confidence. But Coal was sure he was-
"Kid, I know it's your first mission but,”
Coal snapped out of running thoughts with a confused “Huh?”, silently cursing both himself and Azai. Himself for zoning out, and Azai for somehow not realising his seething anger when being called a kid. Maybe he did know how much it annoyed him, Coal wondered, it wouldn’t surprise him if another person liked picking on the new kid, going on life threatening missions could make someone cynical.
"Leave this mess, I don't think there is anything useful in a bunch of canned food. Let's go check the bedroom maybe there's something there." Coal realised Azai was trying to be helpful, he failed miserably at it, but nevertheless, he tried. Wasn’t that worth something? Coal was mostly just glad he wasn’t the only one without the faintest idea of what to exactly look for.
“Whatever, sure,” Coal replied in unintended teen angst, as he shuffled towards Azai as they made their way upstairs, leaving the mess for someone to either clean up or burn.
The creek and groan of footsteps echoed within the wooden walls, drowning out Coal’s “hey” when he spotted the other two heading towards the basement. What first caught his attention was how cold everyone else seemed. Coal suspected their refusal to use magic was stubbornness. Were they trying to prove a point? Seem stronger than they really are? Whatever it was, it seemed silly to Coal that they wouldn’t just light themselves on fire. He shrugged off both the thought and the cold as they walked through the glittering staircase. Glittering?
Yes, Coal’s Rainbow Dust seemed to have splattered everywhere across the walls, the mess of magic he did in the kitchen most likely caused that. At least the walls sparkled prettily if you really focused on them. Glad he did something nice to the home, he finally reached the bedroom with Azai. He gently swung open the door, no bang this time, and strode in the room.
Coal wasn’t sure what exactly he was expecting to see. A little dust, maybe mold, old rickety furniture, but not this much. An evolving colony seemed to emerge out of every damp, green corner. Dust caked every surface, and it billowed everywhere with every step. (What he thought was) A bed draped in moth-eaten sheets. It could’ve been a table for all he knew, 4 legs draped with a cloth isn’t much to go on. A stool in the corner that looked like it could collapse at any moment, and Cerberus stalking from the corner before promptly coming at his side when he sensed Coal’s mood, rubbing his back sympathetically on Coal’s stick-leg.
He admired Cerberus’ help before taking his eyes off him, and scanning the room. Looking for something. Documents, stray spell ingredients, blood.
Something, anything.
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